"Why would such monsters invade!"
Soldiers fled in panic, fearful of the silver-clad Knight catching up. It was his first time facing such a terrifying being; that fanatical and indifferent gaze struck terror into hearts, especially as comrades were slaughtered one by one. Even in fleeing, they would be finished off.
Glancing back subconsciously, he only saw the distant silver-clad Knight hurling a Knight's long spear, piercing through the air and, along with it, his neck.
Almost let an experience pack slip away.
Xi Mu pulled his gaze back and then turned to the maid beside him, who was so fearful she was about to cry, and said, "As long as you take me to where the King is imprisoned, I'll let you go."
"Yes!" The maid, shuddering with fear, obediently led the blood-stained silver-clad Knight toward the place where the King was held.
Along the way, there were hardly any soldiers who dared to block Xi Mu's path, making it almost unobstructed.
