A sword light flashed, and the heads of over a dozen War Divine Hall powerhouses were severed; most were instantly killed, while others lost a substitute death divine artifact.
These people aren't wealthy Saint Emperor Level figures; how many life-preserving items could they possess? Lynn charged and killed again, another sweep of the blade sending them to meet the War God.
"It's Lynn! Lynn has returned! He's captured His Majesty the Saint Emperor!"
A shocked cry erupted from the crowd below, only now noticing Lynn and Rodman.
To Lynn's surprise, as their Pope was captured, the War Divine Hall's legion did not lose morale or disperse; instead, they were stirred as though provoked, suddenly charging forward, shouting.
They loudly shouted their rapid assault, varied and chaotic calls, but mostly chants like "Long live the War God" or "Save soldier Rodman"—all about charging forward.
