[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-ember-dragon":3,"chapter-ember-dragon-ember-dragon-chapter-580":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Ember Dragon",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1162790,1504,"Chapter 580: Brutal War","ember-dragon-chapter-580",580,"\u003Cp>Chapter 580: Brutal War\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Blackstone Valley, the open lands before Avenderdan were littered with the charred corpses of orcs. Embers still burned, crackling, flames flickering with the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dwarves and elves stood vigil on the walls, gripping longbows and warhammers, silently awaiting the enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Comrades, allies—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the fate of Avenderdan lies in our hands. This great war may even reshape the balance of the entire Faenso continent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If we succeed, your deeds will go down in history!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edd’s voice was steady and powerful, ringing through the banner-filled battlements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dwarf king raised his warhammer, exuding a mighty aura: \"For order and justice! Avenderdan shall never fall!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For order and justice!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dwarves and elves alike raised their weapons, shouting with thunderous force. Even the gold dragon atop the wall lifted its head and let out a light roar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, Rhea gripped her silver sword, gaze tense as she looked toward the distance, brow furrowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That is...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With her legendary paladin senses, she detected a faint tremor in the ground and the sound of chaos approaching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She raised the crystal pendant at her neck—ripples stirred in the sacred water within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Seems the orcs are coming. I hope I can fulfill Queen Catherine’s mission this time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tremors intensified. All Blackstone Mountains seemed to shake. A deep rumble echoed from the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stones tumbled from cliffs, even dwarven soldiers could feel it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By Moradin—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is that sound?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did... did you feel that? That wasn’t an illusion. The earth is trembling!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dwarf King Edd felt the stench of blood in the wind and shouted, \"It’s the orcs! The orc horde is coming! All forces prepare! Ready defenses at once!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sentry atop the wall gazed into the distance, jaw dropping in shock. \"By Dumathoin...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dust and blood mist surged across the horizon, filling the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Orcs poured out like a mottled flood, occupying the valley. Ferocious beasts ran rampant. The flow never ceased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A horde of hundreds of thousands surged forth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the earlier vanguard led by Monk, this army was far greater, its momentum overwhelming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Awooo—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Orcs raised horns made from enemy thighbones. A long, deep blare like a beast’s growl sounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Orc light cavalry galloped across the battlefield, wielding spears, drawing shortbows, shouting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their direwolves snarled, eyes bloodshot with gleaming malice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were the vanguard wolf-rider light cavalry—swift, nimble, drawing fire and wearing down defenders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But atop Avenderdan’s walls, elves in silver armor drew their longbows, aiming skyward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whoosh—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arrows shot forth like comets, silver arcs streaking through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These weren’t ordinary arrows—they shimmered with magical silver light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearing the orcs, the arrows burst, scattering into showers of silver bolts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They rained down like a storm, dense and deadly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aah!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Elf magic arrows!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn long-ears! I’ll scalp you and offer your heads—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arrows tracked their targets. Even swift wolf riders couldn’t dodge them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost every bolt pierced orc chests, impaling hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Screams, curses, and agony filled the battlefield. Hundreds of orc riders died where they stood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edd saw the fallen corpses and laughed heartily: \"Well done! Serenia’s elite never disappoint!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elves drew again, charging silver light until the wall shimmered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Orc officers waved scimitars and shouted: \"Where are our shamans?! Block the long-ears’ arrows!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"O Great Father—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You are the invincible conqueror! Grant us protection from their blades and arrows!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shamans bearing blood runes floated into the air, raising bone staves and chanting ancient incantations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whoosh—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood mist surged and formed a wide crimson curtain before the horde.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elf arrows came again, but were halted by the screen, falling harmlessly to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the orcs retaliated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fragile long-ears!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A lofty \"Eye of Gruumsh\" drew a runed longbow, his single eye brimming with bloodlust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whoosh—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A black arrow, swirling with bloody wind, ripped the sky from over a kilometer away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elf archer’s expression changed. He tried to dodge but couldn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The force struck him, piercing his abdomen and shredding his organs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bang!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tall body flew back, slammed into the wall, blood splattering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A noble pure-blood elf was killed from a kilometer away, without a chance to resist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rhea’s face darkened. Every member of her unit was elite and loyal to Queen Catherine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Silvermoon Followers fell here, it could doom the queen’s hopes to retake Serenia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could not allow it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning, Rhea ordered a robed elf: \"Seymour, protect our kin with everything you have.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, Lady Rhea.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seymour raised a wooden staff, chanting softly. The moonstone atop glowed gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He levitated, white robes fluttering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above the wall, a shining barrier formed to shield the elves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Serenia’s signature Seven-Ring Spell: [Serenia Radiant Bastion]!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whoosh—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly another black arrow shrieked through the air like a meteor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seymour’s spell wasn’t finished—and the arrow was heading for him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You won’t!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rhea slashed with her silver sword, twilight light blazing forth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, the arrow disintegrated in a burst of scorched ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seymour’s spell completed. The radiant bastion enveloped the walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dwarves cranked catapults, launching barrels of gunpowder and liquor into the horde.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some exploded midair, others smashed into orcs, killing many.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wolf-riders dodged arrows, trying to snipe defenders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elf mages raised their staves, casting spells drawn from millennia of Serenian magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fire, ice, and light fell upon the orcs, dazzling the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Death swept the battlefield. The orcs, still distant from the walls, suffered more than the defenders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In moments, over three thousand orc riders were slain, their bodies littering the field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Death is not the end! Brave warriors live eternally in Gruumsh’s Nishak Realm!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Orcs! Continue the charge! Reclaim the world for our kind!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warchief’s booming voice rang across the battlefield. Despite losses, more orcs surged forth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As orc faith held, those who brought honor would live on in Gruumsh’s Nishak Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, they would fight interplanar wars for their god, clashing with goblin deities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But nightly in Nishak, warriors slaughtered each other in eternal bloodshed for Gruumsh’s amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no death there—only rebirth and endless torment for the weak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, the orcs were exhilarated. They raised weapons, shouting:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For the Great Father!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Glory to orcs! We shall live forever!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind the wolf-riders, the main horde advanced, stepping over their fallen kin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beasts charged under arrowfire. Half-orc giants and ogres carried bone shields in front, with tens of thousands of infantry behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above, trained giant eagles and vultures circled, along with scorpion lions and wyverns drawn by blood fog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the rear, Batu Skullcrusher stood on a plains drake, eyes on Avenderdan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gold dragon stirred atop the wall, wings spread, tail swaying, ready to strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Batu muttered, gnashing teeth: \"That damned gold-scaled lizard... why is it here?! With it, the walls are near impossible to breach. I must deal with it now—while it’s unguarded.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression twisted. His one eye gleamed viciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nasu, bring me my blood spear.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old shaman pulled out dried beast hide, unwrapped a long spear, and handed it over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahh... still fits perfectly, my old friend...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Batu caressed the spear’s rough, bloodstained surface—it had pierced many hearts, even slain a titan’s kin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, he wielded it again, aiming for the dragon impeding their conquest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Batu gripped the spear, eyes fixed on the gold dragon with a hunter’s gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pressed it to his forehead, praying: \"O Great Father...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Supreme One-Eyed God, watcher, sleepless—grant your servant power to slay this foe!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Boom!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thunder roared through the valley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Batu’s eye flared crimson. Blood mist poured from the socket, engulfing the spear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one-eyed rune on his brow blinked, glowing with evil intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you, Father...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I offer you Avenderdan itself—its dwarves, elves, even the dragon’s head!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grinning, Batu exhaled foul smoke, veins bulging as he raised the spear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gold dragon—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blocking the orcs was your gravest mistake!\" Thunder rolled, wind howled. Batu ran nearly a hundred meters, then hurled the spear with all his might.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Boom!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air screamed. A red gash tore the sky like a wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sky... bled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood spear soared thousands of meters, leaving a trail of bloodlight, forming a spear image stretching across the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dwarves and elves looked up in horror, seeing an immense one-eyed orc laughing as he struck with a godly spear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Gruumsh’s power!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the thirty-meter gold dragon seemed minuscule under such might.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lord Titus, beware!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rhea stood tall, sword raised, silver hair blown by the wind. She cried out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Roar——\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dragon’s roar shook the heavens, overpowering the spear’s shriek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone looked up. Stones crumbled as the gold dragon spread its wings and soared, gales surging from its ascent.\u003C\u002Fp>",1433,"2026-06-03T12:47:18.890Z","2026-06-03T12:47:22.748Z",1,"novelbin.me","9a8324c18578b8a8eef59da59d9d53fc0be39a8664ac1aaa2bc89dfa6457b8a5","ember-dragon-chapter-581","ember-dragon-chapter-579",603,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fember-dragon-cover.jpg"]