Langpu's Trap

Smoke and dust filled the air, and devastation lay everywhere.

"What is this...?"

Adrian braced himself with one arm and slowly crawled out from beneath the collapsed wall, only to see that the Seleucia nobles had already fallen unconscious in the aftermath of the battle.

Their bodies had been torn apart, every bone shattered. Like crumpled rags, they had been casually discarded amid the ruins. Foul blood slowly spread from their mangled remains, forming a gruesome and horrifying tableau.

This was the power of a legendary Titan Divine Descendant. Their shockwaves could shatter the earth, shake the atmosphere, and split the seas. Mortal bodies were as fragile as glass before attacks of such magnitude.

Thanks to the physique granted by divine favor, Adrian could barely hold on, but ordinary mortals had no chance of surviving such aftershocks.

In an instant, more than a dozen nobles who held real power had died here. Only Adrian and several Fighters and Paladins had survived.

"He has betrayed the sun and become an enemy of my lord. Kill him!"

Gunter's face was as cold as ice, her voice brimming with murderous intent. The holy emblem of "Day of Wrath" on her robe shone brilliantly, its twisted, enraged face particularly conspicuous.

She slowly raised her staff. Powerful divine energy surged into the heavens, gathering into fiery red clouds that slowly revolved, forming a raging vortex that enveloped everyone beneath it.

A majestic, impassioned hymn rang out, as though countless furious warriors were roaring and shouting, freely venting their hatred for their enemy.

"In the name of the eternal, undying blazing sun, burn away the sins of this world—"

Whoosh—

The staff descended. Accompanied by the explosive crack of air rupturing, a crimson beam fell from the sky like a great sword piercing the heavens, stabbing