Seeing the sudden shift in the battle scenario and sensing a Martial King at the front freezing everyone, Liebert and his corps were ordered to take care of them.
The monsters were born to wield weapons and battle. They did not do what they would do other times but during the war, they partook in the job of shedding blood on the battlefield and slugging it out with the most powerful enemies.
They would get even more elated and excited every time they swung their weapons. They savored the vague sound of cracking bones in the enemy's body.
But this time things took an unexpected turn as it was then who were on the receiving end.
Libert, who was the Corps Commander, frowned seeing them trying to break out of enforcement.
'Although they can break out, why are they advancing here? Are they planning to take on the huge troops ahead with more elite soldiers at the back?'
'And...what about that man who is charging out of the battle formation?'
