A massive burst of holy light suddenly exploded across the walls of Warwick City. Warriors clad entirely in white, with white cloaks, white helmets, white swords, white boots, scaled the city walls from three directions.Soon, screams echoed everywhere. The garrison forces defending Warwick City, loyal to the Ludendorff family, collided head-on with the Church's Vindicators.However, it was obvious that the Church's Vindicators were far fiercer and more formidable. Warwick City was only a third-rate stronghold in the wastelands. It had been established just within the past decade. Previously, this place was no more than a large trading post.Therefore, the wall's height and defenses were mediocre at best. The city mayor, Stetson Sawyer, was a wealthy merchant who had sworn allegiance to the Ludendorff family.Seeing the situation turning dire, he loaded up over a dozen vehicles with the jewels and money he had hoarded over the years and slipped out through Warwick City's back gate.

Andrew wasted no time, ordering everyone to gather their equipment and supplies before turning back. After that, they marched straight back to Warwick City.Nyx, as the top assassin, maintained watch from the high ground nearby. She observed everything as Andrew effortlessly recruited Warwick City's forces, her eyes gleaming with approval.She thought he was truly well-rounded. Under his command, the Dragonfang members all had direction and motivation. Perhaps, just as Reginald had said, Andrew was truly worth everyone's trust.On Warwick City's walls, the Church warriors had completed their occupation.Jeffrey Lombardi, the squad captain, wore a dissatisfied expression as he grumbled, "I really don't understand why the Archbishop assigned me to attack this godforsaken dump. As the most sacred and valiant believers of the Church, my battlefield should be in places like Storm City or Abyss City at a minimum."His lieutenant, Craig Royle, replied, "I heard the fighting there is much

The Lomuia Grand Cathedral had descended upon the Outlands with 30 thousand Vindicators. The scale was overwhelming, signaling the launch of an unprecedented war.At this moment, inside the Church army encampment, reports flowed in nonstop, all of them battlefield updates."My lord, Warwick City has been taken by our forces.""Your Grace, our troops have secured the three major coastal strongholds.""Your Eminence Mephiston, at Storm City, our troops are already at the gates. Now we only await your command to spread our Lord's majesty!"…God's Left Hand, Mephiston, whose rank in the Lomuia Grand Cathedral was second only to the Pope, was tall but not imposing. Instead, he appeared somewhat frail, and his entire being seemed aged and weary.His ears were filled with battle reports, but Mephiston did not even lift his eyes, keeping them closed as he rested in his chair.Nearby were the busy legion commanders and Kass in his red robes.Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Kass sa

"Storm City!"Andrew's finger pointed to the spot on the map representing Storm City. He looked up and scanned the room.He explained, "The governor is Viktor Kessler, a werewolf lord. Werewolves, unlike vampires, don't fear sunlight. Viktor is a brutal ruler. Storm City houses half a million people, but 300 thousand of them are slaves under Viktor's control!"Right now, the Church's army has surrounded Storm City. Viktor and the Church are bound to clash in a major battle. Whether Storm City can be taken will determine if the Church can successfully march to the Ludendorff family's doorstep. To some extent, Storm City serves as an outer gateway to the Ludendorff family's stronghold at Throne City!"Knox nodded. "That makes sense. But Andrew, what does this have to do with us? Don't tell me our next step is to take Storm City and crush both Viktor's werewolf forces and the Church army under our feet?"Juno said coldly, "Knox, keep it to yourself. Since you don't understand, just l

Cold, menacing, and orderly white armies formed battle lines outside Storm City. From the city walls, you could see pairs of fanatical, determined eyes.At Kass' command, ten thousand Vindicators roared in unison and drew their greatswords. Under the sunlight, the white blades flashed with blinding light. It looked like a white tide flowing beneath the city, ready to drown everything in its path.The power of Lomuia Grand Cathedral needed no explanation.Storm City stood over a hundred meters tall. Its walls were built from stacked black granite. This colossal city had stood in the Outlands wilderness for nearly a thousand years.It was said to have never been breached, but today was different.On the city walls stood Viktor, his black cloak whipping violently in the wind. His build was imposing, and his expression was cold as stone.On both sides of him stood the elite warriors of the werewolf clans. They were dark-skinned, with fangs slightly protruding, releasing low, threat