(Due to various reasons, two chapters are combined into one today, a big chapter of 7,000 words published at 9:30 in the morning. Don't wait for the evening update.)
One thousand Gold Rank knights, each fully clad in armor, suddenly appeared in the vast desert. Without needing anyone to command, they instinctively arranged themselves into a perfect spearhead formation. Nellie, wearing a full suit of silver armor, rested her lance on the stand beside her unicorn's neck, quietly observing the undead that surged towards them like a tidal wave from all directions. Behind her, a thousand ghostly knights had nearly solidified into real beings, their brilliant golden aura shining like a golden beacon, illuminating the otherworld enveloped in perpetual darkness. Like their leader, each knight held a lance and wore a heavy sword at their sides, their eyes in the ethereal fog turning as cold and indifferent as Nellie's.
