Warhammer Divine Throne

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Laine painfully resisted Bireg's relentless chops, desperately reciting all the deity names he knew.

The Kingdom Knight calmly contemplated, the champion's duel persisting until now, his mind was spinning wildly, thinking of ways to turn the tables.

Cold air continuously filled Laine's lungs as the White Wolf Knight blocked Bireg's attacks over and over again.

Unsheathe the sword?

No, it's not the right time, and the opponent is a Barbarian. Unsheathing won't be very effective; against such a Barbarian enemy, a one-handed longsword is far less useful than a warhammer.

Retreat?

No, that's not possible either. The sacredness of the champion's duel lies in the fact that it must determine a winner, and even stepping back, if Laine really withdrew, his reputation and honor would inevitably be tarnished. Moreover, even if he successfully retreated, what good would it do? The army's morale would plummet, and the city's people would lose their last bit of courage against the Barbarians.

What should I do? Father? His son silently lamented in his heart, suddenly feeling he was treated unfairly.

Bireg's axe strikes were increasingly heavy, forcing Laine to retreat continuously. At this point in the battle, Bireg attacked seven or eight times for Laine to barely counter once, and all who witnessed this scene couldn't help but cry out in anguish. Sensing victory's approach, the Barbarian soldiers shouted loudly, intending to witness their Chief's moment of triumph.

I have done so much, but I have gained nothing.

To defeat the Doomsday Bull, I was severely injured, almost costing my life, yet all I got was a jar of cheap Holy Oil and a history of less than five hundred words!

I helped my father acquire the Ancient Saint's relics, and he took all the Ancient Saint's knowledge and power, leaving nothing for me!!

I've always been alone, living alone, fighting alone, enduring excruciating loneliness, fighting alone to this day!!!

But who can understand me?

Laine gradually felt an indescribable rage sweeping through his heart, wanting to tear everything apart, destroy everything. This furious emotion surged within him, also reflected in his actions. An unknown power appeared in his arms, enabling the White Wolf Knight to barely fend off Bireg's attacks. The Barbarian Chief, under a series of attacks, reached a physical limit, his offensive slightly easing, giving Laine a moment's respite.

No, this is not what I want. Laine immediately realized his emotions had been a bit out of control. The Genetic Primarch shook his head slightly. He, one of the Emperor's extraordinary sons, what right does he have to wallow in self-pity? Didn't he come to this world to prevent the Moment of Destruction? Without accomplishing anything, did he start blaming heaven, earth, and man?

His father's words reappeared in his mind.

"I have given you a free world, my son, Laine."

Yes, pain and suffering are inevitable roads on the path of growth. Only by experiencing them can I become stronger. In this dark age, in this dark world, I cannot place my hopes on anyone. I can only rely on myself!

With this thought, Laine felt a new power welling up from within his body, named the wrath of justice. The White Wolf Knight stood up again, the Emperor's genetic primarch reverberating within him, re-establishing indomitable confidence and unyielding will.

I will not lose! Humanity will not perish!

At this moment, time seemed to slow. Everything was frozen. He could feel the air seemingly solidifying. The Barbarian Chief disappeared from view, or perhaps everything in the world disappeared.

Before Laine appeared a beautiful lakeside, autumn leaves covering the ground by the lake, dense mist spreading across the lake, sacred Unicorns roaming the woodland, forest elves singing joyfully.

The scent of earth, the alluring fragrance of flowers, the soft sunlight, the clear lake water.

So beautiful! Laine couldn't help but marvel at such splendor, but when he saw the figure standing by the lake, this beauty could no longer attract any of his attention.

A beautiful figure stood by the lake, this woman possessed beauty so dazzling that everything else dimmed in comparison. Her bright golden long hair highlighted a perfect face and captivating blue eyes, a simple white Greek-style dress outlined her enchanting figure, golden ornaments and star-and-moon necklaces twirled around her silhouette, her flawless bare feet floating just above the lake's shore, the woman faced Laine, showing a gentle smile: "You have proven your excellence to me, traveler from beyond the Star Domain."

"Lady!" Laine placed his right hand over his chest, genuflecting, offering his homage to the Goddess whose enmity with Chaos was unending since her descent into this world.

"I'm pleased you call me that, but I hope even more to hear you say, 'my' Lady." The Lake Fairy held the Holy Grail, floating toward Laine at a slow pace.

Laine's expression shifted slightly, thinking of Yurik's ruthlessness, indifference, and the deity's attention before him.

In that instant, the White Wolf Knight made a decision: "Willing to serve you! My Lady!"