Hear the Voice of Heaven Above, Carry Out Divine Will Below!

Meanwhile, outside Hot Spring Pass, in the eastern camp of the Persian army, groans rose and fell, and the atmosphere was stifling and oppressive.

At the same time, black columns of smoke curled up from the open ground in the center. The heavy stench of burning and blood spread through the air as hundreds of soldiers with shattered heads and bloodied faces were hastily bandaged and carried onto stretchers.

The two Persian kings, Xerxes and Darius I, stood at the edge of a bottomless conical crater, their faces ashen as they stared at the black ring-like scar, as though a meteorite had struck the moon's surface.

"This thing was supposed to have been completed by the time I returned..."

After a moment of contemplation, the newcomer in a white robe embroidered with golden flame emblems casually rubbed the fragment of cyan rock engraved with divine script between his fingers. As blazing white flames rose around it, the fragment crumbled into dust.

The rolling heat scorched and curled the beards and hair of the two Persian kings. Their faces turned pale, sweat streamed down their bodies, and their bodies trembled instinctively in fear.

"Your Highness, it was the Greeks! The Greeks brought in two powerful allies! They caught us off guard and launched a surprise attack here!"

Darius I did not know whether he was sweating from the chill of fear or from the searing blaze.

Seeing the inhumanly beautiful holy spirit with flickering white flames in his palm, he hurriedly struck his right fist against his chest. Before that slender, elegant figure, his tall and burly body seemed to shrink. He lowered his head and explained in a rushed voice.

"That's right! They really are strong!

"Especially those two foreign women—they're simply too brutal! In a previous interception battle, Tanbei