"Is this the place?"
The faceless knight walked here.
This is a unique knight.
He had a tall and imposing figure, looking as if his whole body was made of steel, and covered in a thick layer of armor.
Under his feet stood a massive ghost warhorse, its body slowly burning as if encompassed by a layer of ghostly flames, making it appear quite exceptional.
Not to mention anything else, just by looking at this figure alone, it was enough to frighten anyone.
In reality, the Ghost Knight indeed had substantial potential.
His tall stature and the unique aura emanating from him swept through all directions like a knight bringing destruction to the world.
Behind the Ghost Knight was a vast army.
This army consisted of several hundred individuals, each carrying a strong and terrifying aura.
This was the scent of magic power.
In this world, only one type of person possessed such an aura of magic power - the professionals.
