"Kill!"
Klaus sat on his warhorse and gave the order to attack.
A simple word, but it made Harlington and the others feel a crushing pressure!
For they knew.
This elite force, considered the most elite in the Empire, was finally going all out!
Klaus and the tens of thousands of Holy Light Knights behind him were fully armed, their helm visors lowered at the same time.
Their movements were fluid, as if they had practiced countless times before.
Through the slits of their helmets, only cold, indifferent eyes could be seen.
Cold, merciless and bloodthirsty!
Like cold and merciless war machines.
This is the Empire's essential weapon for conquering the world.
The Legion of the Knights of the Holy Light!
"Crush them!"
Klaus led the charge, followed closely by the Holy Light Knights.
These Holy Light Knights were the Empire's hand-picked elite troops, each possessing terrifying strength to fight single-handedly against thousands!
Their equipment was also exceptional!
Their armour was indestructible, forged by the dwarves who mastered the techniques of blacksmithing.
The armour was engraved with countless intricate magic runes, terrifying in defence, enough to withstand the bombardment of alchemical cannonballs!
Their spears were incredibly sharp, also imbued with magical runes, capable of easily piercing the body of a mammoth!
Even the warhorses that all Holy Light Knights rode had been bred over thousands of years, and were no less magnificent than the legendary unicorns!
These warhorses had amazing endurance, and even when carrying hundreds of pounds of heavy armour, their speed was still lightning fast.
It is no exaggeration to say.
The Holy Light Empire spared no effort in arming these Holy Light Knights to the teeth.
When they charged together, they were like heavily armoured vehicles, rampaging across the battlefield as if it were an uninhabited land.
Many bone skeletons of the plague didn't even realise what was happening before their skulls were crushed under the iron hooves of the Holy Light Knights.
As for the Headless Knights, whom Landry was very optimistic about, in front of the Holy Light Knights at this moment, they were like a group of weak and helpless beings, not even worthy of a direct confrontation with the Holy Light Knights!
On this point, Landry was quite frank.
The Holy Light Knights, as the Empire's main weapon, were arguably the most powerful legion in the entire magical world.
They were well-trained, well-equipped, and every one of them had been baptised by the Holy Light.
Compared to them.
The Headless Knights seemed like a group of hastily assembled rabble.
Fortunately, the Plague Legion was fearless.
Until Landry ordered a retreat, no matter how many casualties they suffered, even if they fought to the last man, they would never retreat a step!
Meanwhile.
In the sky, the Royal Griffon Legion also joined the battle with the Knights of Holy Light.
All the Griffon Knights raised their staffs at once.
Fire, ice spikes, lightning, storms!
As they chanted their spells, powerful light magic fell from the sky like raindrops, inflicting heavy casualties on the skeleton army!
"Roar!"
But the Frost Bone Dragons in the air were not to be outdone, flapping their wings vigorously and doing battle with the Royal Griffon Legion!
The claws of the Royal Griffon were extremely sharp, easily piercing the skeletal bones and skulls of the Frost Bone Dragons.
However, under the eternal erosion of death breath.
Their frost breath contained unimaginable destructive power.
Once struck, the enemy would instantly freeze into ice sculptures, drained of all life!
"Spread out, watch out for evasion!"
The Griffon Knights did not dare to face the Frost Breath directly, manipulating their griffons to avoid it.
Unfortunately.
There were still some Royal Griffons who couldn't dodge in time and were hit by the frost breath.
Their bodies were covered in cold air and turned into blocks of ice in an instant!
But what was even more terrifying was this.
After the Royal Griffins were killed by the Frost Bone Dragons.
A hexagram magic formation appeared, enveloping the falling bodies of the Royal Griffins.
The next moment.
Under the horrified gaze of all the Griffon Knights.
These Royal Griffons suddenly opened their eyes, resurrected and joined the ranks of the Frost Bone Dragons!
This scene took the Griffon Knights by surprise.
Under the combined siege of the Frost Bone Dragons and the Plague Griffins, the Royal Griffon Legion suffered heavy casualties and quickly began to retreat.
"Damn! What's going on?"
"Weren't those Royal Griffins dead? Why did they come back to life?"
"It seems that Frost Bone Dragons, like those skeletons, have some kind of mysterious power that can turn the corpses of the enemy into the undead!"
The faces of the Griffon Knights were extremely ugly, filled with shock and fear.
Even though they had seen Harlington's Imperial Army defeated before.
At that time, apart from a slight sense of caution, they did not have much emotional fluctuation.
It wasn't until they experienced it themselves that they understood how desperate this mysterious force was!
Not only were the enemies unafraid of death, but their numbers were growing as they killed more and more.
How could they continue to fight?
Many Griffon Knights had lost their fighting spirit, their morale on the verge of collapse.
At that very moment.
A Knight of the Holy Light held a long spear and aimed it at a Plague Griffon in the air from a distance.
Then, with a sudden strength from his right arm, he threw the spear!
"Swoosh!"
The magical runes on the surface of the spear glowed slightly, moved as fast as lightning, and pierced the Royal Griffon's head in an instant!
The Royal Griffon let out a mournful scream as its body fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground!
After that.
Hundreds of Holy Light Knights followed.
For a moment.
Spears rained down, piercing the sky.
The blood of the Royal Griffons turned the entire sky red!
"Killing this undead lord should put an end to this boring farce."
Klaus craned his neck.
That casual tone was as easy as crushing an ant.
"Bang! Bang!"
But before his words could fall.
A violent tremor emanated from the ground, amidst the scattered limbs and body fragments.
As if some sort of giant beast was taking heavy, powerful steps towards the battlefield!
Especially as it approached.
All the warhorses under the Holy Light Knights became restless, as if they sensed a great threat!
This was the most primal instinct and fear from the depths of the soul.
This instinct was telling them that a dangerous creature at the top of the food chain was rapidly approaching this place.
If the Knights of the Holy Light hadn't held the reins so tightly, these warhorses would have fled in fear long ago.
"Interesting, these warhorses were bred with countless efforts by the Empire, even when faced with mountains of blades and seas of fire, they would charge past without hesitation."
"But now these well-trained warhorses are trembling with fear, indicating that the enemy is far more powerful than we imagined!"
Klaus was not angry, but rather pleased, a hint of a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
If this farce were to end like this, it would be too boring.
Only a more powerful enemy could give him the feeling of a long-lost challenge!
And finally.
In Klaus' expectant gaze.
A muscular, primitive, beastly creature appeared before them all!
(End of Chapter)