Sword of Dawnbreaker

The sole explanation was that the magic power of these Typhon forces was inexhaustible, and their power source... was likely this large-scale blizzard.

Right at that moment, a sudden and violent jolt ran through the entire train body, mixed with the piercing noise of emergency braking from all propulsion systems. The armored train’s speed began to plummet quickly, and many people in the car almost lost their balance. Maryland’s train of thought was interrupted. He lifted his head towards the technical soldier beside the main control panel, loudly questioning, ”What happened!?”

”General!” the Soldier responded loudly as well, ”The railroad ahead has been destroyed!”

This incident has finally occurred.

Maryland’s face darkened for a moment, while noticing that the Iron Scepter Armored Train outside the carriage had already overtaken the mortal world Serpent and was continuing to move forward—the armored train carried an engineering team; they’re probably attempting emergency repairs on the destroyed railroad ahead amid Typhon’s bombing.

If it’s just a temporary measure to break through the predicament, this emergency repair plan is feasible, but given the current situation, the success rate is really low.

”Order the Iron Scepter to return,” Maryland thought for a moment and immediately commanded, ”Where’s the location of the destroyed section ahead?”

”Near junction point 22, General.”

”Alright, get close to junction point 22, then stop, and have the Iron Scepter stand by there,” Maryland quickly said, ”The mechanical team should flood all the cooling water into the Rainbow Light Generator’s cooling system, starting now the power spine will run overloaded and dry burning—after the two trains meet, open all the heat dissipation grilles.”

”Yes, General!” The adjutant beside him immediately took the order, but couldn’t help asking, ”Are you...?”

”Isn’t the Typhon Empire trying to capture this train?” Maryland said in a deep voice, ”Let them have it, we will switch vehicles.”

The adjutant was taken aback and instinctively said, ”But General, this train is the most powerful on the eastern line...”

”This train is just a weapon,” Maryland looked at his adjutant and said slowly, ”Its copies will roll out of the factory in two months.”

”...Yes, General!”

...

Clement woke up amidst a maddening noise and murmurs, finding himself plummeting from the sky while the red dragon that had just killed him was swiftly passing overhead.

He immediately understood: he already ”enjoyed” the miracle brought by the War God.

Now, he had no way back.

At the corner of his eye, several Gryphon Knights were falling from the sky.

A flying machine was turning into a massive fireball, disintegrating while sliding southwest.

More than a dozen combat Mages were besieging a blue dragon; the dragon was covered in scars, apparently being killed by mortals was just a matter of time. Among those Mages, some were receiving fatal injuries, some would revive in the next moment, and some had already exhausted the additional life brought by miracles, plummeting from the sky in grotesque and twisted postures.

The anti-air fire from the ground continued to tear the sky apart, illuminating the iron-gray clouds, creating bright flares amidst the snowstorm.

All of this seemed like a mad dream.

Clement allowed himself to continue falling, his gaze already locked on the larger steel train on the ground—he knew the railroad ahead had been destroyed, and that the most powerful moving fortress, which had caused the greatest damage to the Bitter Winter Castle defenses, was destined to stay in this place today.

The dragon’s appearance was a huge unexpected event, which directly led to a deviation in the course of battle Clement and Palin Winterhold had previously deduced. Clement knew that the airborne force he led today was highly likely to be entirely wiped out in this massive aerial battle, but precisely because of this, he had to destroy that train.

Otherwise, today’s sacrifices of him and his comrades would be meaningless.

The two armored trains gradually approached each other in the valley, and suddenly, a large fog formed by steam filled Clement’s vision.

What happened?

Clement was dazed for a moment, and in that instant, he suddenly felt his body being torn apart by a massive force—a shell exploded very close to him, and the deadly shockwave instantly tore his flesh apart.

The second miracle was thus squandered.