An army made up of Dawn Followers could not stop the Wansu Kingdom either.
Naturally, Ryan did not think the Dawn Followers could halt the Wansu Kingdom's foreign army. The force truly capable of opposing them would only arrive once he had freed the Extraordinary Legion.
Early the next morning, Ryan appeared in front of the Wansu Kingdom's army with several thousand believers behind him, their expressions solemn and sacred.
The towering Hill Royalty stood like small mountains at the very front of the Wansu Kingdom's army, which was made up of soldiers from different races. The legendary Hill Person wearing a stone crown held a black-iron giant axe, its surface shrouded in a dark, muted glow. In his other hand, he gripped an even more exquisite scepter, magical power surging through it. Unfortunately, there were no mountains surrounding them here. Otherwise, in the blink of an eye, he could have turned the peaks into his own weapons.
"Ashwood. That is my name, human."
The legendary Hill Royalty looked at Ryan. The other man sat atop that white warhorse, showing no strange traits, but Ashwood sensed a threat in his gaze.
"Let us pass, and I can have my army spare your houses."
Ashwood growled, but no matter how much he suppressed his voice, it was still as loud as the rumbling of the earth, shaking the believer-soldiers behind Ryan until they shifted uneasily. "Ashwood, why are you talking to him? I already know who he is. An Empire Baron. We were going to the Western Forest Sea to make war on him."
Beside the Hill Person, a short Dwarf riding an Argali mount came to the front with a forging hammer over his shoulder. The Argali beneath him did not seem capable of staying still, constantly fidgeting and carrying