Miracle...
Ragehorn's expression immediately turned solemn.
While ordering the troops to continue forward, he made his way toward the heart of the army.
Before long, a massive vehicle pulled by dozens of giant elephants came into view. Even more astonishingly, atop it stood an enormous tent resembling a yurt. Ragehorn leaped onto the huge vehicle without hesitation.
When he entered, he found priests seated in a circle throughout the hall, praying continuously... Their low, solemn prayers echoed without end. It seemed as though there was no other sound left in heaven or earth; even the clamor outside the tent was almost completely inaudible here.
At the center of the hall was a brazier blazing fiercely. A murderous aura spread from the flames, making even Ragehorn's eyes redden slightly!
The Flame of War had begun to burn!
The god was answering their prayers.
Fervor and joy surged through him. Ragehorn's fighting spirit boiled over, so intense that it almost seemed tangible.
"Ragehorn, do you feel it?"
The high priest's voice sounded beside his ear, snapping him out of it. He hurriedly replied, "The god seems to be watching us."
"The battlefield is the place closest to the gods. The arrival of hundreds of thousands of soldiers will make Eagle's Nest Canyon the place in the mortal world closest to the gods." At some point, the high priest had appeared beside Ragehorn. A broad smile hung on his face as he watched the brazier. "The god has answered us. He will bestow a miracle at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon... And you, Ragehorn, must breach Twilight City within one hour!"
The instant the high priest finished speaking, the ordinary priests inside the tent seemed to sense something. At the same time, they drew their daggers and slashed huge wounds across their palms, scattering