The news of the deaths of a thousand soldiers from Gorka and the Wanlong Pce hit themander of the offensive side like a thunderp!


    While he had little regard for the lives of Gorka and the Wanlong Pce soldiers, the realization that even the Wanlong Pce could not breach Hamid’s fortifications filled him with dread. If they failed, what hope could he possibly have with his own troops?


    He had initially led over 5,000 soldiers into battle, but after two rounds of attacks, nearly 2,000 had perished, and 1,500 more had fallen at the Dragon Temple. This meant that he had lost at least half of his fighting capacity!


    Even more troubling was the fact that after two failed assaults, his soldiers hade to understand that capturing Hamid’s position with sheer force was nearly impossible. They had witnessed the carnage firsthand, and fear had seeped into their hearts.


    At this point, morale was at an all-time low. Any attempt to organize a third charge would only lead to more needless deaths.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    He understood all too well that this would be hisst chance to conquer Hamid.


    Consequently, he promptly informed his superiors of the dire situation, requesting approval to withdraw his troops for some much-needed rest.


    Upon hearing this report, his superior was furious!


    Recent victories had heightened his expectations for eliminating the opposition, and he was convinced that sess was imminent.<fn8ae1> For original chapters go to FindN0vel</fn8ae1>


    To his shock, reality delivered a devastating blow.


    In this conflict, without even engaging the enemy directly, they had already suffered over 3,000 casualties—an oue that was simply intolerable.


    What was even more baffling was that Gorka had led more than 2,000 soldiers from the Wanlong Pce to a string of victories, earning a reputation among the localmanders as an invincible warrior.


    Who could have imagined that such a formidable figure would fall so easily?


    In his rage, he quickly ryed the news to Chen, one of the four kings of the Pantheon.


    At that moment, Chen was awaiting updates on the oues of the four battles involving the Wanlong Pce in Damascus. The news of Gorka’s death left him in disbelief until he received a video from a scout confirming the tragic reality.


    This was the first time since the establishment of the Wanlong Temple that they had lost more than 1,500 brothers and a five-star general in a small-scale battle.


    Chen struggled toprehend how an enemy, supposedly backed by a mountain stronghold, could possess such formidablebat capability. This situation struck him as exceedingly peculiar, prompting him to act swiftly. He called for a report to be prepared for Abbas, the lord of the Wanlong Temple.


    Meanwhile, Abbas was dining with Lord Banks at a vi.


    Despite Lord Banks being the esteemed patriarch of the Banks Family, he often came across as sycophantic, eager to please.


    Abbas had initially harbored resentment towards this old man, particrly since he had always looked down on Abbas’s father. If not for Zayne’s influence, Abbas wouldn’t have even considered sharing a meal with him.


    However, Lord Banks began showering Abbas withpliments as soon as they sat down. At first, Abbas tolerated it, but soon he felt a surge of irritation.


    For someone like Abbas, who had endured years of humiliation, this ttery felt both suffocating and necessary. He yearned for recognition of his abilities, and when he saw Lord Banks, a man who once overshadowed his father, groveling before him, it provided a moment of much-needed satisfaction after years of frustration over his inability to avenge his parents.