Prisoner

"City Lord, it's Sandworms—we must—"

Before the legion commander leading the way could finish, he saw that the place where the City Lord and his knights had been was now completely empty.

Clearly, the moment the chaos broke out, their City Lord had fled with his men first.

The legion commander gave a grief-stricken snort, then led his personal guards away at a gallop.

At that moment, the Black Armor Guards lying behind boulders on the ridge revealed looks of disdain.

They had not expected such a ragtag mob to dare come and annihilate them.

Meanwhile, the North City Lord led his territorial knights in retreat, but the terrain here was exceptionally complicated. As they went on, the knights around him grew fewer and fewer.

Looking at the identical scenery all around him, the North City Lord was nearly driven mad.

Especially since Magical Beast Sandworms appeared from time to time. Every time one emerged, a knight vanished.

"City Lord, follow me! I still remember this place."

Seeing familiar surroundings from their journey in, the knight commander beside him immediately shouted at the North City Lord.

"Everyone, follow!"

The dozen or so remaining riders followed the City Lord as they charged toward the valley entrance.

Yet what awaited them was not a return to daylight, but a massive ravine plowed out by a giant Sandworm.

Clearly, they had entered the Sandworms' habitat long ago. Large numbers of knights had no time to stop their warhorses before plunging into the chasm below.

This combination of traps and Magical Beast slaughter did not last long. They either died or fled in rout.

Once the valley had fallen silent, the Black Armor Guards lying on the ridge emerged under their captain's command to clear the battlefield.

The Black Armor captain held a special