"Is it really him?"
Leo Ray's sharp gaze first focused on the opponent's pure white lance.
According to the intelligence he had gathered, this lance was a Tier 4 Fine Weapon from the long-lost Loren Kingdom.
Forged from a rare metal produced by the Dwarf Clan, the lance's hardness had reached nearly Tier 5 Weapon standards.
Leo Ray's eyes moved down, landing on the opponent's mount.
It was not an actual warhorse, but an extremely rare and valuable horse-shaped Alchemy Puppet, with a formidable Tier 4 level power. The oppressive feeling it gave off while galloping far surpassed ordinary horses and even riding Demon Beasts.
With the assistance of these two divine weapons and a mount, the White Knight was unstoppable in an extreme charge, practically invincible.
"As expected of a known Tier 5 Powerhouse in Coldflame, he does have some skills."
Leo Ray raised his eyebrows and continued to observe.
It was like a scene that had been replayed several times before.
