God Level Civilization

Meanwhile.

In the stable, a young man named Abelon, dressed in tattered clothes and covered with straw and hay, curled up and slept.
He emitted a deep snore from his nose and throat.

The two ordinary soldiers responsible for monitoring him occasionally glanced at him and sneered in a lewd tone, “This useless man can still sleep at a time like this? His newlywed wife is currently serving the Baron.”

“Heh heh, what else can he do besides sleep? Does he expect to get a share?” The soldiers mocked relentlessly.
“Today, his newlywed wife won’t have a chance to sleep even until dawn.”

“Poor guy, tomorrow when he sees his bride, he’ll know the outcome.
Her beautiful bride, even with a month’s time, won’t be able to recover.”

“Hahaha~”

The two soldiers laughed loudly, venting their frustrations.
Because they were just ordinary soldiers, they knew they would never have the opportunity to enjoy the company of that beautiful bride.

The only thing they could do was fantasize in their minds.
Or they could strive to climb the ranks desperately and become trusted confidants of the Baron, giving them a chance to join the ranks.

While the two soldiers were lost in their thoughts.

At the top of the lookout tower, in a room near the window, a burst of divine light exploded, accompanied by a sound of despair.

The two soldiers looked up in astonishment, their faces filled with confusion about what had just happened.

But at that very moment…

Abelon, lying in the stable, abruptly opened his eyes, radiating two beams of excitement and fanaticism.
The Holy Maiden had taken action.

Now, it was his turn to act.

With a swift roll, he moved with the grace of a lynx and the speed of a cheetah, reaching the edge of his old carriage.
He reached into the crevice beneath the carriage’s seat and pulled out a cold and sharp sword.

“The radiance of my lord shall once again illuminate the earth,” he proclaimed.

The gaze of “Abelon” instantly became intensely fervent, and he pounced on the two ordinary soldiers like a ferocious tiger.

In his fanatical mindset as a devout believers, anyone who dared to obstruct the path of the holy light was an enemy, a heretic.

His sword existed solely to fight for his lord!

Indeed, this so-called groom, “Abelon,” was one of Wu Hui’s Templar Knights—Landon!

As a zealous believer, Landon had reached the pinnacle of level 2 in his cultivation and strength.

Beneath his humble attire and single sword, his speed was astonishing, and his longsword emitted a radiant and holy aura.

The sword’s brilliance flickered and within a mere two or three breaths, the two ordinary soldiers who were still in a state of shock were pierced to death.
Even in death, their eyes remained wide open, staring blankly and unblinking.

After killing the two guard soldiers, Landon didn’t pause but continued rushing towards the castle gate.
Disguised as Abelon, his ultimate objective in infiltrating Gruberg was to launch an internal assault, lowering the drawbridge and opening the city gate.

Conquering Gruberg Castle, of course, would not involve only the Holy Maiden and Landon.

At this moment…

The garrison inside the castle had already become restless.

“Clang! Clang! Clang!”

From the bell tower, a deep and urgent tolling resounded.
Torches were lit one by one, and the clamor of soldiers filled the air.
The shouts and commands of the sergeants created a chaotic cacophony.

However, Landon paid no attention to the commotion and continued rushing toward the castle gate.

If he couldn’t lower the drawbridge and open the city gate from the inside, not only would the entire military operation fail, but he and the Holy Maiden would undoubtedly meet their demise.

The gates of any castle were heavily guarded.

On either side of the gate stood two stone arrow towers, each manned by five archers.
They not only had the advantage of shooting down incoming enemies from a high vantage point but could also fire into the castle.

Fortunately, at this moment, Gruberg Castle was not under strict martial law.
The soldiers were relaxed, and the archers in the arrow towers were merely on duty rotation.

When designing Gruberg Castle, they had also considered the concept of breaking into the fortress from within.

For the crucial mechanisms of the drawbridge winch room and the iron gate winch room, they were deliberately located beneath the two arrow towers, fully exposed within the archers’ optimal line of sight and range.

Furthermore, each winch room was equipped with iron doors and guarded by two sentries.

It can be seen that even launching an internal attack and breaching the castle gate would not be an easy task.

However, Landon had his own advantages.

This surprise attack was extremely swift.
The distance from the stable to the winch room was only about forty to fifty meters.
With his full speed, Landon could reach it in just five or six breaths.

In such a short time, it was impossible for the lax guards to fully react.

The greatest difficulty facing Landon, however, was the distance between the two winch rooms, which was over thirty meters apart.
After breaching one, the challenge of breaching the second would be exponentially more difficult.

There was no doubt that before executing the entire military plan, the Holy Maiden, Landon, and the other high-ranking officials had conducted meticulous calculations.
Every step was part of the predetermined plan.

Landon’s first objective was to take control of the winch room that operated the drawbridge.

It was also the first obstacle within the entire castle.

As the chaos within the castle escalated in a short period, Landon reached the winch room.

“Halt! Enemy! Enemy!”

The two soldiers stationed at the winch room shouted sternly while drawing their weapons, pouncing fiercely towards Landon.

Lack of vigilance did not mean lack of defense.

Time was life, and for Landon, every second was incredibly precious.
Faced with the two soldiers charging at him, he showed no signs of fear.
On the contrary, he burst into even greater speed.

“Holy Light Slash!”

The Holy Light burned within Landon, and a radiant white glow shimmered on his sword, as if there was a layer of white flame engulfing it.
With the momentum of his own speed, he swung his sword towards the soldier.

The soldier’s face showed fear as he instinctively raised his wooden shield to block.

“Crack!”

The wooden shield and the soldier’s left hand were shattered by the sword strike.
The sword’s momentum didn’t diminish as it continued downward, slashing through the soldier’s chest armor.

“Swish!”

Empowered by the Holy Light, the sword effortlessly tore through the soldier’s sturdy armor, leaving a massive wound on his chest, from which blood gushed out.

In agonizing pain and immense terror, the soldier looked at his severed left hand and the open wound on his chest.
After letting out a wretched scream, he collapsed to the ground.

Without pausing after the successful strike with his momentum and Holy Light Slash, Landon immediately reversed his sword and attacked the other soldier.

In just a few seconds, the relentless assault of Landon resulted in the death of the second soldier, but not without a cost.
He now had an additional sword wound on his chest.

He had to race against time.

Every second delayed could lead to the failure of the entire operation.

At that moment, the archers on the arrow towers also reacted.
A few scattered arrows pierced through the air with a sharp whistle.
Ignoring his injuries, Landon rolled forward to dodge the arrows.

Simultaneously, he gathered his strength for another powerful Holy Light Slash, forcefully breaking open the lock on the iron door of the winch room.
He rushed inside at the fastest speed possible.

“Whoosh… Clang Clang.”

Just as Landon rushed into the winch room, two more arrows were shot, hitting the arrowheads against the iron door, creating sparks.

All of this unfolded before Wu Hui, who was far away in the divine realm.
Throughout the process, Wu Hui was on edge.
If Landon failed and lost his life, the loss for Wu Hui would be tremendous.

Wu Hui had contemplated intervening in the crisis and lending a helping hand if necessary.

Fortunately, Landon displayed exceptional bravery, zeal, and decisiveness as he successfully seized control of the drawbridge winch room through his swift assault.
This relieved Wu Hui’s anxiety and filled him with admiration for Landon’s actions.

Landon was both courageous and composed, a subordinate worthy of nurturing.

As the god of light, Wu Hui naturally desired to cultivate talented individuals who could stand on their own.
He didn’t want to train worthless individuals who would rely on divine intervention whenever they faced danger or difficulties.

If that were the case, wouldn’t Wu Hui, the esteemed god of light, become nothing more than a nanny for his believers?

With such thoughts in mind, Wu Hui held great appreciation for Landon, a warrior who was willing to sacrifice everything for their Lord.