Chapter 2407: Avatar of Will

Chapter 2407: Chapter 2124: Avatar of Will

“Who knows?” Sulinarari said with a slight sense of loss. He had become so invincible that he couldn’t find an opponent, and even multiple Breakthroughs held no meaning for him.

“After this battle, we will have no enemies in the North. Next, after completely defeating Parthia, there will be no opponents around our Rome,” Aristonos said, changing the topic when he saw Sulinarari’s disappointed expression. Although no one knew why the invincible Sulinarari always appeared so despondent.

“Yes, after pacifying the North, all that remains is Parthia. It’s time to end them; we’ve contended with them for hundreds of years, and it should come to an end,” Sulinarari said calmly as he looked north. “This time, the Celtic People will probably face extermination.”

“Indeed, he has awakened our hatred,” Alstanos nodded and said.

Originally, Severus was planning to make peace with the Three Great Barbarians, but now he has to abandon this idea. At least the Celtic People definitely cannot be allowed to remain. The appearance of Gao Lin reminded the Romans of the humiliation the Celtic People had brought to their Rome, prompting them to seek vengeance.

As for the Germans, although the hatred between them and the Romans is not minor, relatively speaking, both sides fought each other on the battlefield, with no irreconcilable animosity.

Although there was the Teutoburg Forest battle, which caused the Romans in their peak period to feel ashamed, it was still warfare. The Germans didn’t resort to any underhanded tricks; under their hero Arminius, with pure courage and wisdom, they annihilated three Roman Eagle Banner Legions. This is why the Roman Legion has no Seventeen, Eighteen, or Nineteen numbers.

Well, it became a mortal hatred, stirred by the Celtic People as they provoked the Romans. In their fury, the wave of Germans was also slaughtered terribly.

As for the Slavs, their animosity with the Romans wasn’t significant, but the issue is the Slavs, like the Germans and Celtic People, are among the Three Great Barbarians. If the Romans dealt with the Germans and the Celtic People, the Slavs totally disbelieved that the Romans would stop without dealing with them as well.

So, the Slavs could only help the Celtic People and Germans against the Romans, but the Romans were too powerful. The Celtic People took a big risk; the Romans directly decided not to accept their surrender and fought to the death.

Although the Germans fared slightly better, they didn’t fare much better. The Romans, forced to recall their past humiliations, were fighting the Germans to the death alongside them.

The Romans had many Barbarians join their ranks due to constant conquests. Notably numerous and formidable, they included two groups of Germanic origin: one called the Teutons and the other the Cimbri.

Both were branches of the Germans, and after obstinately resisting the Romans two or three hundred years ago, they were eventually conquered. After joining Rome, due to their bravery and the passage of time, they successfully assimilated into the Roman Elite Legion.

The Teutonic Throwing Axeman, the Teutonic Heavy Infantry, the Teutonic Knights—these groups were highly formidable, yet ultimately useless. Now, they were efficiently killing Germans, having completely forgotten they themselves were Germans.

At this point, even a fool knew they couldn’t continue fighting. The Slavs, seeing the bleak situation, fled directly, as did the Celtic and Germanic people. However, the Celtic People, having botched things up terribly, were watched too closely; only a few hundred of their sixty thousand elite managed to escape.

However, this created an opportunity for the Germans and Slavs to escape. They desperately retreated, swimming from the east side of Great Britain, to Southern Norway, and the Danish Peninsula.

By this time, the once spirited Three Great Barbarians, with a well-prepared force of over two hundred thousand, were reduced to just a few thousand remnants, their army having ultimately been destroyed in Great Britain. More importantly, the madman Severus was heard to be preparing to come by ship to attack the Germans’ final homeland.

At this point, the only choice left for the Three Great Barbarians, apart from the Celtic People, was chaos. Their previous commanders were either dead or overthrown.

The Slavs, not having their roots here, were severely wounded in the battle but could still escape. However, the source of the Germans was Southern Norway and the Danish Peninsula—places they couldn’t retreat from any further.

Gazing at the things sent over by the Romans, the newly selected Chieftain of the Germans had a twisted expression, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, but he quickly calmed down. At this stage, a friend’s death was preferable to one’s own. For the survival of the Germanic people, Celtic People, we ask you to die for us!

Originally, the Celtic People and the Germans carried great mutual resentment. As the birthplace of the Celtic People, Great Britain was where the Germans started the war to drive the Celtic People out, and many poignant stories took place during that time.

The Celtic People’s records of that period tell the story of King Arthur leading his Knights Order in resistance. Although there are many mythical elements in these stories, fundamentally, they depict King Arthur leading the Celtic People in resisting the Germanic invasion, blockading the Germans from entering Great Britain, and protecting it.

Of course, after the fall of King Arthur, the Eternal Monarch comparable to the gods in Celtic epic, it wasn’t long before the Celtic People were driven out of their homeland by the Germans.

That they drove the Celtic People out of their homeland alive shows the intensity of their animosity. Thus, whether the Germans betrayed the Celtic People or vice versa, it was a perfectly natural thing.

Moreover, for the Germans now being battered by the Romans, receiving a message that said as long as they eliminated this group of Celtic People as a token of surrender, and brought over the Celtic Holy Sword, then they would reconcile with them, and the Germans would become part of the Roman Empire.

Faced with such generous conditions, the Germans didn’t even think twice, directly agreeing without any issues. As long as past matters were forgotten, there was no problem; within this month, you’d see heaps of Celtic heads and the Celtic Holy Sword.

As for the Slavic people, they also received what the Romans had sent. After a moment of hesitation, they informed the Celtic people in advance. Relatively speaking, the Slavs had no enmity with the other two barbarians and had only come to help. Now, seeing the situation turn like this, the Slavs were preparing to retreat to the Eastern European Plain.

Since there was no benefit in Western Europe and they couldn’t defeat the Romans, the Slavs decided to pull back the Celtic people as they left, after all, they were comrades who had fought side by side with spears.

The Celts were extremely grateful to the Slavs upon receiving this news. They almost instantly realized what the Germans would do. However, from the battlefield of Britannia, they had only a few hundred who managed to escape, not enough to counter the Germans.

Even though the Celts were in a life and death situation, and the Celts north of the Danube River rushed to aid their kin urgently, they had only gathered around a few thousand people. They held no advantage against the Germans.

“What should we do now? The Germans are definitely going to make a move on us.” In the gathering place of the Celts, with a desolate bitterness, a Celtic tribal leader inquired.

“We lost the Lake of Fairies, we lost the power of legend, with what do we fight the Germans now?” A female Celtic tribal leader asked bitterly.

“Why don’t we surrender to the Romans?” A hunchbacked Celt said cautiously, and most people’s eyes brightened upon hearing the suggestion.

“The Romans will never allow us to surrender.” At this moment, a girl of about sixteen or seventeen walked forward holding a sword, “We have angered the Romans.”

“Then are we just going to wait here to die?” A young-looking tribal leader retorted.

“Retreat to the East. If we cannot survive here, then let’s find a place where we can live.” The girl said calmly.

As the Celts upheld equality, their women could be crowned as kings, could become the Pope of their original religion, Druidism, and this girl, was the Pope of the Celt’s native religion Druidism. As for the previous Pope, well, unfortunately, they were crushed to ashes in Britannia.

“Retreat towards the East? Hahahaha! You think too much!” As everyone was pondering this suggestion, a mocking voice suddenly came, and only then did the Celts realize they were completely surrounded by the Germans.

“Not good!” All the Celtic chieftains grasped their weapons, be it long spears, heavy swords, or great axes, while cursing at the Germans, they gathered together, trying to find a way to break through.

The war between the two sides erupted almost instantly. The Germans were far superior to the Celts in terms of both manpower and deployment. In a very short time, hundreds of Celts had already perished.

“So, using myself as the conduit, summon the strongest hero from our Celtic myth. The Lake of Fairies has already vanished, this is probably the last summon for us Celts.” The girl holding the Holy Sword with a bitter smile looked at everyone.

With the girl’s laughter, the somber Celtic religious blessing resounded. From the ancestral pioneers of a distant age to the powerful race now ruling a region, the Celts had once stood proudly at the peak and had once had their bones broken and muscles torn as they fell into the mire. Now, facing the survival of their race, the only thing the Celts could do was this last reliance.

The somber blessing voice arose from the depths of the hearts of all Celts. Every person who identified themselves as a Celt heard that voice stemming from their hearts at this moment and knew they were truly at the brink of life and death.

If they were to fail this time, they would lose everything, the land that gave them birth and nurture, the heroes who dedicated themselves to their race, and the legacy of the Lake of Fairies. If even the Holy Sword were taken, then they would have lost everything.

Radiance continuously appeared, and amidst the light, the girl’s figure underwent some transformation. A form of condensation of hearts, unity of will, bearing the hopes of their entire race. A revival that had been intermittently impossible to respond to was finally becoming a reality.

As the light faded, the girl opened her vacant eyes, and with the unsheathing of the Holy Sword, the girl’s eyes suddenly exuded a kind of regal majesty, also gaining a hint of spirituality.

“I am the King of the Celtic People!” The girl raised the Holy Sword and calmly declared.

She was the hero from the Celtic epics, she was the embodiment of all epic heroes, the response of the Celtic will at a time of life and death, the personified avatar of the Celtic will with the girl and all epic heroes as the templates.

Possessing the legendary power of all heroes in the epics, wielding the Holy Sword, carrying the Celts’ desire to march toward glory, the strongest king of the Celts!