Sixty thousand troops was actually nothing in Zeus' eyes. It sounds like an exaggeration, but it's actually true. Now, the originally barren desert was currently turning into a sea of corpses. The fishy smell has spread everywhere.
Zeus was bathed in blood and it was the blood of sixty thousand troops. Now only Orion was left there, alone with no troops to protect him and he certainly couldn't run or would be seen as a coward.
"I have proven my promise, haven't I, today I will make the deepest wound for the Shiner nation and I have proven it!" Zeus exclaimed loudly.
His shoulders lifted, and his chest also swelled and he deliberately raised his face to show that he was a true knight.
Orion clenched his fists. This defeat was a slap in the face for him. He had never lost on the battlefield, but today it seemed as if the Goddess of luck was not on his side.
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