Translated by: Novellise
As night fell, the bright moon hung high in the sky.
In the hazy moonlight.
The once desolate and remote Blackstone City seemed like a giant beast awakening from its slumber, roaring to life.
At the command of the Empire.
In less than half a day.
Viscount Harlington, Lord of Blackstone City, hastily assembled a formidable army of two hundred thousand elite soldiers!
Even though Blackstone City was a frontier stronghold, constantly garrisoned by tens of thousands of Imperial troops, the astonishing efficiency and speed far exceeded many people's expectations.
Landfar's network of informants, scattered across every corner of the Kingdom of Brienne, immediately sensed something unusual.
"Is the Empire of the Holy Light really moving?"
Landfar took a deep breath. Even though he had long expected this day to come.
But when he actually faced the massive army of the Holy Light Empire, he couldn't help but feel a heavy pressure in his heart.
The Holy Light Empire had long been decadent, with many nobles and elites indulging in debauchery.
But there was no denying it.
This colossal being had stood for two thousand years without falling.
When it roared, the entire magical world would tremble!
"Gather all the Plague Soldiers and prepare to face the enemy!"
"The army of Blackstone City is not to be feared; the Holy Light Empire is the true enemy!"
"Victory is the only option in this battle, there is no room for defeat, otherwise I will be plunged into an unrecoverable situation!"
Landfar's vision was far-reaching.
The Holy Light Empire had deep reserves, and no matter how the elites fought, it would remain unscathed.
But Landfar had no margin for error.
If he failed once, all his previous efforts would be in vain, and he would lose everything!
Fortunately, the Plague Legion had become much stronger after this period of expansion.
Under Landfar's command, he now had more than sixty million skeleton soldiers, three hundred thousand headless knights, tens of thousands of earth dragons and troll legions,
as well as twenty-three Frostbane Dragons and a Plague Behemoth!
Even in the face of the Knights of the Holy Light, they had the strength to fight!
As the first light of dawn pierced the darkness.
"Boom!"
The warhorses galloped, the ground shaking and raising a cloud of dust.
One by one, knights clad in silver armour and wielding long spears and shields appeared at the front of the Skeleton Wasteland.
Though the knights numbered only about ten thousand, each was a carefully selected elite from different regions of the empire.
They were sturdily built and radiated a solemn and sacred aura.
The golden rays of the sun shone down on their silver armour, making them glow as if they had stepped out of a myth - the Knights of the Holy Light!
This was the most powerful land force in the Holy Light Empire!
All the Knights of the Holy Light were well trained. They excelled not only in horsemanship, but also in the use of light magic.
Especially after being baptised into the Holy Light.
Their physical bodies were even more formidable than those of the native orcs, and they possessed astonishing defensive and healing abilities.
In addition, every Knight of the Holy Light had learned healing magic.
Even if they were injured, they could quickly recover and return to battle with the help of their companions.
Apart from the inability to fly, they had almost no weaknesses!
Under Klaus' command, there were only ten thousand Knights of the Holy Light.
But when they formed and charged together, they could easily sweep through an ordinary army of millions!
"I've heard about them, and now I see it - the Knights of the Holy Light have the power to be arrogant among others."
Landfar couldn't help but sigh.
Back then, the undead Lord Amon destroyed millions of Abyssal Demons with only three hundred thousand Knights of the Holy Light.
If a million Knights of the Holy Light were to be deployed at once, how spectacular and magnificent would the scene be?
As the enemies of the Holy Light Empire.
Landfar felt shivers run down his spine just imagining this scene!
In the next moment.
Accompanied by a piercing sound that seemed to pierce his very soul.
Over three hundred robust and powerful Royal Gryphons suddenly flapped their wings and appeared in the sky above the Knights of the Holy Light!
They had the bodies and claws of lions, the heads and wings of eagles, and were covered in custom-made armour on their backs and critical areas.
In particular, the Gryphon Knights riding on their backs had undergone special training at the Holy Light Empire's Academy of Magic.
These Gryphon Knights wielded the power of storm and thunder, capable of delivering terrifying long-range blows to the enemy from great heights.
The Royal Gryphon Legion.
Two hundred thousand Imperial soldiers advanced silently.
These Imperial soldiers moved with strict discipline, indicative of another elite legion.
As they approached the Skeleton Wasteland, they suddenly split into two directions, flanking to the left and right.
From above, it was easy to see.
This Imperial army appeared to be an open pocket, forming a vast encirclement that encircled the entire Skeletal Wasteland!
At the forefront were all the shielded Sentinels, forming the first line of defence.
Behind them were archers with heavy crossbows and riflemen with cannons.
And at the rear of the army, dozens of alchemical artillery platforms were lined up, pointed in the direction of Bloodstone Keep!
These Alchemical Artillery Platforms were war machines, painstakingly crafted by generations of Imperial alchemists who poured untold effort and energy into their creation.
Each alchemical artillery platform was inscribed with complex magical runes and circuits on its surface.
This gave them a mixed aesthetic of antiquity and technology.
Though the Alchemical Artillery Platforms were cumbersome, once loaded with ammunition, the terrifying firepower they unleashed would make all enemies regret opposing the Empire!
The Knights of the Holy Light!
The Royal Gryphon Legion!
The Imperial Elite Army!
The three armies advanced together, quickly closing in on the Plague Legion!
"Are they trying to ensnare me?"
Landfar smiled inwardly, understanding Klaus' intentions.
It had to be admitted.
The strength of the Empire of Holy Light was indeed terrifying.
No wonder Klaus felt comfortable enough to allow the expansion of the Plague Legion.
Before such a powerful elite legion, not a mere undead lord like himself,
Even demons from the Abyss would be destroyed!
But Klaus and the others never dreamed that
This time, the Holy Light's opponent was no ordinary Undead Lord.
It was a group of fearless, death-defying, limitless plagues!
To battle!
To conquer!
To kill!
No need for tactics! No need for strategy! No need for plans!
Just use the endless army of skeletons to rip them apart!
With a thought, Landfar gave the order to the Plague Legion.
"Wuwu~"
As the horns sounded.
All the Plague Skeletons roared into the sky, their fiery blood-red eyes suddenly flashing.
Over thirty thousand Headless Knights launched the first attack.
Tens of millions of Plague Skeletons followed closely behind, like a surging tide rushing towards the Knights of Holy Light!
"Gurgle!"
Facing the endless tide of plague, an indescribable sense of shock and oppression washed over them.
Even the seasoned elite soldiers of the Empire couldn't help but tighten their grip on their swords and spears, nervously swallowing a mouthful of saliva.
They had been stationed in Blackstone City for years, often training with skeletons and monsters from the Skeleton Wasteland.
But when they saw this wave of skeletons, they immediately sensed that something was wrong.
For this army of skeletons was well organised and disciplined.
Even when all the skeletons attacked at once, they still maintained their formation.
It was as if there were invisible hands controlling their actions from behind!
(End of chapter)