If there were any exceptional warriors, she wanted to take them from her own kind. Even if she had to offer her body as the price, she was willing.
Temporarily shifting her gaze away from the inseparable battle, the white-haired girl looked at the tens of thousands of Ice Magical Beasts crawling across the earth.
She had gathered these cannon fodder from millions of square kilometers of surrounding land to wear down her fellow clanswoman's servants. Yet aside from several hundred foolish Snowfield White Wolves, the other side had no subordinates at all.
"Rise, my slaves."
The tens of thousands of Ice Magical Beasts pushed themselves up. Their eyes glowed crimson as they stared at the several hundred strange creatures concealed within the black mist, letting out low growls.
"Use your strength to clear the obstacles in your path."
"The bravest among you shall receive my encouragement."
Her light, nimble voice echoed through the minds of the tens of thousands of Ice Magical Beasts, awakening the killing intent within them.
The white-haired girl raised her hand, then slowly lowered it, giving the signal to attack.
Countless Ice Magical Beasts burned their life force to enhance their strength. For their queen's command, they began charging forward, intent on tearing apart the enemies before them.
The Death Knight watched the Ice Magical Beasts charging toward him and swung his Knight Lance. His hollow gaze revealed nothing of his thoughts.
The sound of hooves rang out. Three hundred Low-Gold Death Attendants tightened the reins of their black mist mounts, raised the Knight Lances formed from parts of their bodies, and followed their master into the charge.
The black torrent formed a blade and plunged into the icy tide formed by the Ice Magical Beasts.
At the instant of contact, the bodies of several