A soldier fell, and immediately another took his place; both sides were already blinded by the killing, seemingly forgetting the fear of death.
As the headquarters of the clergy, the unique political significance of the Mount of Light made this mountain city special.
Since the Human Race became the continent's overlord, this has been the safest place on the continent. There are no city wall fortresses, just pure confidence.
Over the years, this has been proven. Except for internal strife within the clergy, no external enemy has ever reached its doorstep.
Unfortunately, no matter how glorious a power, there comes a day of decline. The internally decayed clergy faces its greatest challenge today.
The roaring Magic Crystal Cannons, the dazzling magic, and the whizzing crossbow arrows cannot hide the clergy's gradual decline.
