The Girl Raised by the Death God Holds the Sword of Darkness in Her Arms - Volume 7.1 - Chapter 8.5

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The ground shook violently with the sound of impact. With every blink the shining hemisphere only grew, eclipsing not only the monsters but a whole swathe of the marshland. It seemed that something like lightning was occurring within the hemisphere, with intermittent bolts of purple light emanating out from its center. It was enough to render one speechless.

“Incredible...” Cassanoah said under his breath. The word spread out like a ripple through the Sutherland camp. Morale had hit rock bottom, but now there was a sudden surge of excitement. Lion, aware he was laying it on thick, thrust his first up high toward the heavens and was met by an earthshaking cheer.

“Lord Lion, you’ve done it!” Shaola, still giddy with excitement, came bounding forward with his hand outstretched to shake Lion’s. Lion replied with a short word of thanks. Next, Leisenheimer, still refusing to face Lion, awkwardly extended his hand. Lion let out a soft snort, then shook it without another word. Heaven gave him a thumbs-up, beaming with pride, and he nodded back at her with a smile. The flood of praise continued, but Julius alone kept his eyes fixed on the battlefield, his face grave.

Lion went over to him, feeling the continued buzz of excitement from behind him. Julius’s expression did not lighten.

“At a rough estimate, I’d say we got twenty thousand.”

“Twenty thousand? That’s a terrific amount of power.” But Lion was not as satisfied by the result as his words suggested—likely for the same reason that kept the grim look on Julius’s face.

The Armored Mage Cannon had slaughtered twenty thousand ghouls in a single blast. At that moment, it was indisputably the most powerful weapon mankind possessed—powerful enough to fundamentally change the very nature of war. But that only held true against humans, who could be deterred. The ghouls, on the other hand, were mindless, and without minds, they could not feel fear. Those that survived continued to advance as though nothing had happened.

Still, we’re off to a flying start. I’ll settle for that for now. Lion immediately issued orders for all forces to go into battle. The soldiers, their morale restored by the cannon’s strike, let out a stirring cheer that rang through the battlefield.