The Sword Manipulation Art had been a closely guarded secret, never before revealed.
"Sword Manipulation Art?" Luther Carden exclaimed in shock.
"Not bad!" Braydon Neal's eyes gleamed with admiration.
Cole Colbie's ability to grasp the Sword Manipulation Art on the foundation of the Mount Sino Sword Art showcased his exceptional talent.
Suddenly, hundreds of thousands of black swords materialized, their collective roar echoing like locusts filling the sky.
Streams of black light streaked towards the azure wolf pack, throwing their formation into chaos.
With the pack disarrayed, the 1st legion swiftly moved in with their swords, poised to decimate their foes.
Cole led the charge, brandishing his cold sword and rallying his troops with a fierce cry, "Kill! Those who threaten the Northern Army will face annihilation!"
"Kill them!" The rallying cry reverberated as every soldier from the Northern Army drew their swords.
