Chapter 3589
In the Name of God
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"In the name of the god of victory, bless Parthia!" Raising her spear high, and seeing the increasingly dire battlefield situation, Atalanta finally raised her spear again, channeling her willpower into it and releasing the power buried within!
With willpower communicating with the spear, the spear's power was instantly released.
The spearhead pointed to the sky, and then a vast and majestic radiance emanated from the spear shaft. This radiance and feeling, capable of affecting the hearts of everyone, swept across the entire battlefield.
After the radiance swept over them, both the Parthians and the Romans felt as if they had been baptized, experiencing that majesty.
"Parthia has this kind of power?" Duan Yun, who had never witnessed such power before, turned to Sima Yi and directly expressed his doubts.
Vast, bright, righteous, and majestic—even just watching the radiance in the projection brush past his face, Duan Yun felt that he had already realized the essence of this power, the essence of its ability to affect people's hearts.
Sima Yi, who was being questioned, glanced at Duan Yun and then calmly shook his head.
Seeing Sima Yi shake his head, Duan Yun assumed the other party didn't know. But then he saw Sima Yi again and nodded. His mind was still blank, and he looked at Sima Yi with a complicated expression.
Why is it both nodding and shaking its head?
"The situation is a bit complicated, but I roughly understand the situation..." Witnessing this scene, Sima Yi looked at the real-time battlefield and roughly understood the source of this power.
"This power is very strong?" Hearing that even Sima Yi said it was complicated, Duan Yun silently gave up the idea of pressing for an answer.
Although his intelligence wasn't particularly low, the gap between him and a top strategist like Sima Yi was still very obvious. Trying to understand some things would only add to the sadness.
"This power is neither strong nor weak," Sima Yi replied after a brief recollection.
"I knew it." Duan Yun, who was already struggling to process the information, found it even harder to process this answer.
Sima Yi, without offering any further explanation, continued to focus his attention on the projected battlefield.
Atlas's chanting swept across the entire battlefield. Both Parthians and Romans could understand his words and comprehend the meaning behind the sweeping light.
Parthian Victory, a genuine deity, a genuine blessing.
As for what kind of power this blessing possesses, no one knows, and no one is certain.
If we only consider power and prestige, then the simplest approach is to achieve victory.
But could Rome accept it? Rome simply could not.
The war has already raged on for so long, and a mere god thinks he can stop them from achieving victory?
Forcibly silencing the voice that had surfaced in his ears, Severus, with remarkable efficiency, issued a barrage of commands, taking control of the Roman army, whose movements had been slowed considerably by the sweep of that radiant light.
"Just as I expected." Looking at the Roman army's reaction and then at the Parthian soldiers' fanaticism, Sima Yi understood the core of the matter.
The power hidden within Atlas's spear wasn't inherently enhanced; it was simply a visual effect. However, this wasn't absolute. Releasing this power also purified the surrounding sky to some extent, repelling unwanted objects and making it brighter. Combined with its platinum-like radiance, it evoked a sense of awe and majesty.
However, this is its core, and theoretically it only gives people this feeling; there will be no further power to enhance it.
Unfortunately, the one who released this power was Atlatomé, a general who had been tempered by many battles, a general who had risen to the rank of Military Soul Legion on the battlefield, and a general whose power was blessed by the will of the Empire.
Given preconceived notions, how many people would doubt the power emanating from Atlas Tomé? Would they doubt that it's just a matter of light and color? Would they doubt that such color and atmospheric changes are merely a psychological effect?
In the context of being on the battlefield, this psychological effect itself is already effective.
However, when it came to using this power, Liu Tong instantly came to mind for Sima Yi.
Compared to the caution of others in this regard, and even their psychological intervention abilities that sometimes have side effects, Liu Tong's ability to manipulate light and shadow to intervene in psychology is the strongest that Sima Yi acknowledges.
In previous drills and comparisons, Liu Tong's manipulation of light and shadow and his ability to influence psychology were often so realistic that they could even be used to question people's hearts.
Even someone as intelligent as him sometimes inevitably falls into the dream simulation, let alone ordinary people.
Realizing the terrifying nature of this ability, Sima Yi looked at Atlas with a wary expression for the first time.
Atlatomé was once an excellent general and a great commander of a large army, but that was not enough to make Sima Yi wary of him.
Aside from his extraordinary martial prowess, Sima Yi was in no way inferior to others.
It wasn't until Atlas Tomé demonstrated this set of yin-yang tactics that Sima Yi began to truly take it seriously.
"Are there any follow-up measures?" Sima Yi stared intently at Atlas Tomé in the light and shadow, waiting for the opponent's next move.
After all, judging from the current battlefield results, Atlas seems to be quite adept at using cunning and manipulative tactics.
The rich and solid personal combat record, the unrevealed Yin-Yang tactics, and the ability to advance the military spirit legion on the battlefield have directly impressed everyone. Under these circumstances, using Yin-Yang tactics again can be said to be quite effective.
In the name of the gods, it is infused into the heart, then a weak point is chosen to be destroyed. Afterwards, the clouds are used to interfere with the air, reducing its thinness and making it difficult for people to breathe. This effect is applied to the enemy's heart, as if facing an even more terrifying enemy and enduring even more terrifying psychological pressure.
Most ordinary soldiers would easily break down under such pressure.
Once a legion collapses, it will trigger a chain reaction under such high psychological pressure.
Perhaps the elite Roman eagle legions, aside from the psychological pressure, would not be too affected and would not flee directly. However, if the large number of Roman auxiliary troops collapsed, the remaining elite Roman troops would not be able to annihilate the Parthian army!
Because by then, if the Parthian army wanted to break out again, there would be no large army to stop them. (End of Chapter)