The Fall of the Heavy Cavalry

Spatial Folds surged forward like waves, and every Orc they swept over was crushed to pieces, their mangled remains torn apart by the Power of Space!

"Get out of here!" Badel's pupils contracted. He was practically ready to curse. What right did a mere Fourth Tier centaur like him and his clansmen have to endure a Fifth Tier spatial skill?

"Retreat!" Unlike the orderly withdrawal of the centaurs, the heavy cavalry simply scattered and fled for their lives. After all, they were neither a Knight Order nor did they possess the centaurs' life-sharing divine skill.

"Move!" Lavien quickly turned his horse around along with the heavy cavalry. The fifteen Knights of the Crimson Lily followed their commander and spurred their horses into a mad dash.

The surging space looked slow, but it all happened in the blink of an eye. Layers of spatial ripples, crumpled like discarded paper, caught up with the slowest Orcs at a visible speed.

"Ah—" The shrill scream never fully left its throat, forever trapped there. All that remained was a pile of crushed limbs!

This was the most basic way the Power of Space killed: by twisting spatial anchor points and dimensions to affect reality. If it struck you, perhaps your internal organs would be kneaded into your brain in higher-dimensional space, or your arm twisted into your stomach... Thus, aside from its ultimate sharpness, the Power of Space also possessed a terrifying ability to distort!

Silence was the way Spatial Great Cleave attacked. The moment the spatial distortions swept through an area, it became utterly silent! Because every living thing within had already become heaps of lifeless flesh.

The ripple-like Spatial Great Cleave had indeed achieved Uwasa's goal. Yun Feng, who had been staring him down, could no longer spare attention for him. Only