Mujo, the lord of Hozuki Castle, repeatedly rushed about "putting out fires."
However, the besieging allied forces attacked fiercely, and more and more sections of the battlements were being taken before his eyes.
Mujo was now thoroughly desperate.
He raised one hand to his lips and blew an extremely loud whistle.
When the whistle stopped, Mujo roared at the top of his lungs:
"If you don't act now, Hozuki Castle will fall into someone else's hands!"
His roar rang out loud and strong even over the deafening battlefield.
However, Mujo's roar received no response.
On the verge of breaking down, Mujo laughed wildly:
"Haha... fine! Very good! If you Akatsuki stand by and let me die today, let's see who'll dare work with you in the future."
Yet he was still met with silence.
Mujo stopped laughing, his expression exceptionally savage.
"You want my city, don't you? Then I'll give it to you."
He clenched one hand into a fist and slammed it hard against his chest.
"Pfft!"
Mujo spat out a mouthful of blood.
Faint crimson flames swirled between the fingers of his clenched fist.
"Die! All of you, die!"
Boom!
The "restrictions" Mujo had planted earlier erupted all at once.
Atop the battlements, the allied soldiers implanted with "restrictions" were instantly engulfed in flames.
"Aah!..."
Agonized screams resounded across the entire battlefield.
The besieging allied forces below the battlements had no choice but to retreat for the moment.
However, as they watched their "allies" being devoured by flames, those cries of agony repeatedly tormented every allied soldier present.
Some of the more timid allied soldiers were so terrified that they lost control of their bladders and could not move at all.
The tyrannical power of Mujo's secret technique began to reveal itself on the battlefield.
Of course, Mujo