"..."
The audience fell into a dead silence, everyone could hear the sound of others swallowing.
Faced with this scene, everyone gave up thinking.
If corruption of this magnitude were to break out in the Warrior Country, could they withstand it? Absolutely not, they couldn't!
But what concerned so the most was that the corruption had spread across Galide.
So how was the Shattered Star General at the center of the bloom?
Uffie covered her mouth to stop herself from gasping, but her eyelids kept twitching.
She had a premonition that the Latan they would encounter might not be the one full of spirit in the images, and she vaguely speculated the true purpose of the Battle Festival at the sa ti.
"Since then, General Latan has been in a state of bewildernt."
The abstract map vanished, and people returned to the familiar wilderness, only to see a gaunt horse, looking like a flickering candle.
Beside the horse were several corpses being dragged along.
Venerable Rot Knights, Red Lion Soldiers, and so in indistinct attire.
And the one dragging these corpses was none other than Latan!
But that once imposing figure, as great as a titan.
Was now hunched down.
No, it's not hunching, but he had lost both legs, and could only move on a skinny horse that might not even be as strong as his thigh!
Where did Latan's legs go!?
If the scene of the Crimson Corruption bloom left people astounded, Latan's current state akin to a hero's decline left them shocked, the already quiet crowd fell even more silent, all eyes were fixed on the scene.
Latan seed to collapse from exhaustion, luckily his hands propped him up to prevent an undignified fall, the skinny horse was also on its last legs.
"The Crimson Corruption brought by Marionia not only eroded Latan's body from inside and out but also drove him insane."
"He gathered corpses, whether friend or foe, and gnawed at them like a wild dog."
As described by Jielian, the ensuing scene was unbearable, causing the crowd to avert their gazes.
"Let out a heart-wrenching roar to the sky."
Rotten flesh fell from his mouth.
Latan slowly lifted his head, his face turned an ashen gray from corruption, with eyes revealing a befuddled madness.
"Roar——"
He howled up to the sky, causing the entire wasteland to tremble.
The roar contained more than just madness or rage, it might not an anything at all.
The image ended here, the scene slowly faded from view.
"After the corruption outbreak, the still lucid general dispatched legions across Galide, using flas to curb the spread of the Crimson Corruption, managing to confine it within Galide."
"Before completely losing his sanity, the general cut off his legs, imprisoning himself in the wilderness, with only his beloved horse raised from childhood by his side."
"I was the general's guest officer, we promised each other a 'death of glory.'"
"So this is the purpose of holding the Battle Festival, to grant General Latan an honorable death."
With Jielian's narration concluding, the projected imagery ceased to display any further disturbances.
The soldiers' choir continued, the city of Red Lion was enshrouded in the festival atmosphere.
After learning the truth behind the Battle Festival, the song's aning appeared deeper in people's senses.
Underneath the city walls, silence was profound, it was hard to imagine so many gathered without making any noise.
"Dong dong, dong dong...."
At this mont, a strange sound erged within the music, like a drumbeat? However, it seed each adventurer could hear it alone.
Right, it's the sound of a heartbeat!
Everyone could clearly hear their heartbeat, and the sound grew faster!
Nurous vigorous heartbeats rged into the song, transforming instantly into a rousing drumbeat, changing this requiem into an inspiring battle anthem!
"This unstoppable battle spirit...."
Temude covered his heart which began pounding like an emperor's engine, exhaling warm breath, unaware his mouth had curved upwards.
By now, even not for the warriors' final traditional battle, he would still participate!
Understanding the background, just joining the festival felt like the highest honor!
Looking around, no one wasn't filled with fighting spirit!
Uffie transford instantly, Gapar instantly shed his clothes, Leon stowed away Ring Capture, Dal let out two wolf howls, Fingerley produced an image of Gwendolin, glancing at it to solidify his resolve, preventing being swayed by the opposing general's charm.
Fanen ripped off the illusion to reveal his Wolfman form, drawing the collective gaze of Fran Guards, an elf planned to shoot a big firework into the sky for effect but was promptly restrained by Vienma, nurous powerful beings exuded vibrant effects, showing unusual states.
Though no aningful words were spoken, without a doubt, everyone was in an optimal fighting state!
Seizing this perfect mont, Jielian raised his sword with both hands and proclaid:
"Warriors, the festival is beginning!"
"The Battle Festival has started!"
"Oh oh oh——"
Temude was the first to raise his arm and cheer, his legion shouted in unison, others swiftly caught the spirit, uttering various cries.
Thanks to the grandeur of the Projection Magic, outside viewers also experienced it, at this mont, the entire Black Stone City boiled over like a roaring river, the roars making the city tremble.
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