Hearing the news, excitement instantly flashed Roy's eyes as he quickly ordered the two ministers to lead him the way.
A large procession suddenly emerged from the crowd, people who were deeply immersed discussing market price immediately retreated back to the corners of the streets.
Roy stood in front of the marching figures, beside him were the eight ministers of all seven ministries, followed by columns of altar servers wearing bright, white gowns.
The retreating crowd immediately fall on their knees in massive waves as they saw Roy walking alongside the parade, radiating absolute divine authority that could make any man's legs tremble.
Soon, Roy and the walking ministries arrived at the Military barracks, there, large square formations dotted the entire fields as soldiers stood motionless, not daring to move even an inch or to bother scratch the itchiness of their body.
Roy was momentarily shocked of the discipline, blinking multiple times as if his eyes were lying to him, the other ministries were equally stunned, gasping loudly as their eyes widened as awe and admiration crawled into their veins.
He swept his gaze toward the unmoving figures, utterly impressed, both disbelief and amusement visible in his eyes.
Just as the shock reached it's peak, Sor Sogon suddenly stepped forward in the middle of the stunned crowd, he faced the formations of soldiers, still frozen to the ground and remained quite, not daring to speak even a whisper.
Sor Sogon reached for the hilt of his sword, then with a drawing gesture, he pulled out the blade in one decisive motion, and placed it high above the sky.
The unmoving soldiers, who were absolutely still just moments ago, suddenly burst into a loud, thunderous chant.
"We are the soldiers of faith! We wore the armor of righteousness, we march with the boots of perseverance, we see through the helmet of discernment, we fight with the sword of truth, and hold the shield of divine protection. We are the warriors of heaven, we, are the soldiers of God. We protect the innocent, and save humanity from chaos!"
"Purge the heretics, wipe the unclean, and erase evil from the world!"
More than five thousand soldiers shouted in complete unison as if they had already rehearsed this a million times, their voices thundered all across the city, those who have heard the chant instinctively thought a battle broke out just outside the city walls, and that the soldiers were shouting war cries.
Roy felt a deep chill crawl up his spine, all his body hair seem to stood on end as goosebumps sent adrenaline violently through his veins.
He wanted to join in the chant, his mouth seem to open and close on it's own as he tried to forcefully shut it up, his body suddenly surged with a tremendous amount of energy, that he almost want to perform a staggering stance and lash out because of extreme thrill, his breath became heavier as excitement curved his smile into a terrifying grin.
The other ministries were equally thrilled, yet they barely know how to contain their excitement, they left all restraints, and began shouting to the top of their lungs that large veins bulged on their necks.
Roy did not let his composure shatter, after claiming himself as a true, divine God, losing his composure and formality became a luxury even he could no longer afford, he maintained his gentle, amused expression while dismissively waved his hand
The thunderous shouting stopped almost immediately.
"Your discipline has indeed impressively imrpoved, " Roy said, forcing a sweet, gentle smile as he gestured to the soldiers, "With such discipline and character, you will soon earn the proper title of protector of this city."
Roy paused, letting the words sink in before continuing his speech.
"As the soldiers of heaven, I expect you to fight with benevolence and righteousness, that none of you shall fall in the hands of darkness."
"You fight for the people in this city, you protect humanity from evil, and sacrifice your lives in servitude, you shall be the warriors of these lands, not ruling through violence and destruction, but by kindness and goodwill. We will eradicate all evil in this world, and restore peace."
"We are the soldiers of heaven!"
"We will eradicate all evil and darkness on these lands!"
The soldiers all shouted in overlapping voices, their earlier unmoving formations deteriorated in almost an instant, yet Roy and the Military Ministers showed no visible trace of concern, for even if the soldiers were in a chaotic mess, they have already far surpassed most military units the south and western kingdom could ever had.
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Days past, more and more people came surging in toward the Military Ministry to apply, new recruits were lined up in a straight line, separate them into multiple teams and were sent to their respective tents, there, they began their drills, training, ideological education, and most importantly, learn the military slogan.
Before, when Zudrath city became a proper city, there were only six hundred men who wore thin, patched armor that acted as protectors of this lands, but Sor Sogon and his men weren't even proper soldiers, all wear military armor yet did not carry the title behind it.
Now, There are more than nine thousand soldiers, five thousand proper elites, and four thousand recruits, still undergoing basic training.
That day, Sum Garp also delivered the "twin divine blades" Roy had ordered, yet it did not truly radiated divinity or any magical power, just pure iron and sweat.
Sum Garp and a couple of workers hauled the twin blades, as if carrying a war horse rather than a normal sword.
Roy lifted the dual blades with practiced ease, for him, it was nothing more than lifting a feather, but to the workers, the dual blades weighed more than a hundred kilograms, all purely stacked iron, and hammered until it formed the shape of a blade, not a single human being could ever wield such a thing.
Yet they did not question Roy's strength, for even if the whole world were to wage war against him, they would surely fall out of pure power.