Path of Glory

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That was his last breath. The Blue Blade finished its feast. Instead of a mighty man in scarlet and golden armor, a shriveled mummy now lay next to him.

Hadjar was waiting for Morgan’s move. The Regent Mother’s plan had succeeded — she’d stripped both armies of their defenses, and now she could end this war, and do what Tan had failed to do. But, of course, Morgan had already made his move…

Hadjar, like many others, sensed the vibrations in the World River. How could she obliterate both armies if she didn’t have a Technique like the one that the Scarlet Swordsman had used? By using the World River, which permeated all things. But how would she attack something ephemeral and illusory? With an artifact. How much energy would this require? More than any mortal could ever dream of. Where could she get so much energy? From a lot of other artifacts. And from her own soul… The Garden of Satyrs. The little Emperor’s reception.

The mighty Regent Mother, who was equally as powerful as Morgan… S