Second Orc War (13)

Devouring gods.

Ryan had learned of this term before during his conversations with Mage Lyman.

It was closely tied to a god's authority. Killing a god and devouring a god were entirely different things.

Gods did not die. Even if their Divine Essence was extinguished, they could still revive over a long period of time.

But if they lost even their authority, then the god would vanish completely.

Great Beings were not invincible either.

Still, Ryan had not expected his Legendary Boon to require godslaying.

"The difficulty is pretty high."

Standing atop a wyvern, Ryan glanced to the side. The royal Sanctuary Knight beside him was the deputy legion commander of this Extraordinary Legion and the actual commander of the Dragon Rider Cavalry. Through their conversations along the way, Ryan had learned that he had once served in Emperor Columbus III's imperial guard and was a member of the Grand Duke Fleming Family.

The Sanctuary Knight named Ailer watched the fortress battle ahead with a numb scalp, instinctively resisting.

"Baron, this... wyverns aren't suited for fighting inside a fortress."

"Then go deal with those Wolf Riders. They're not suited for it either."

"But..."

"You have no choice, Sir Knight."

Ryan looked at him without room for argument. Ailer finally gritted his teeth and drew his Knight's Lance.

"Attack!"

He had no right to oppose Ryan's orders. The Emperor had granted Ryan command authority; no matter how worried he was about casualties, he could only press forward.

In the sky, the massive Dragon Rider Cavalry descended. Ordinary wings beat downward as blazing fireballs spewed from the wyverns' mouths. They could not yet breathe beams like dragon breath, but the fireballs were still comparable to the spells of powerful mages.

Faced with such apex magical beasts, even Werewolves had no answer. In