This ridiculous war has finally come to an end, ending like a farce hastily wrapped up.
The so-called "last counterattack force" of the Desert Tribe was simply no match for the iron flood of the Empire's army.
Their proud desert cavalry charge, the power bestowed by ancient deities, crumbled like a fragile sandcastle under the tsunami of the steam knights' chain-saw swords and booming heavy artillery. They couldn't even muster a decent resistance before being utterly crushed into powder by the firepower, with no room for struggle.
Their last hope—the much-anticipated goddess Sekhmet, was merely a slightly troublesome prey under the slaughtering blade of the Godslaying Armor.
Even though she displayed power far beyond human understanding, her fate was sealed in the face of Perfikot's meticulously designed Godslayer weapon.
How ironic!
