A voice devoid of any emotional fluctuation was transmitted through some unknown amplification method, clearly reaching the ears of every person on the city wall.
"Western European War Zone, envoy of the New God."
"Bring your god out."
The voice drowned out every explosion and roar on the battlefield, as if it had rung directly inside everyone's mind.
Upon the city wall, the fervor that had just been ignited by the Divine Grace Aura was doused like a bucket of ice water poured over their heads.
The color drained rapidly from the soldiers' faces, replaced by a chill that came from the marrow of their bones.
The courage they had only just summoned was so fragile before those words that it shattered at the slightest touch.
The generals' faces also turned deathly pale.
What was the other side saying?
Bring the god out?
Where was their god...?
Everyone's gaze involuntarily converged on the lone man standing in the center of the city wall.
Richard.
He was the apostle, the New God's spokesperson in the Mortal World.
Now, the enemy had called him out by name and demanded to see his god.
Faced with this almost humiliating provocation, Richard unexpectedly began to laugh.
His laughter spread across the silent city wall, leaving his frightened subordinates utterly bewildered.
"Did you hear that?"
Richard turned around to face all the soldiers and commanders on the city wall.
His voice, amplified by Divine Might, spread throughout the entire main city.
"That False God hiding inside a steel shell is provoking us!"
"Why?"
Richard extended a finger and pointed toward the cold mechanical Dark Cloud in the sky.
"Because it's afraid! It fears the Unyielding fury burning in our hearts! It fears our will to resist!"
"It wants to see our god? Then I'll let