A High-tier Soul Intent Dragonman Warrior rose into the air, thumped his chest in salute, and said, "Master."
"Blake, gather the troops."
"Yes."
The High-tier Soul Intent Dragonman Warrior answered and immediately returned to the barracks.
The army that had been drilling seemed to have its movements suddenly seized by an invisible hand, and every sound came to an abrupt halt.
Then, command flags began to fly, and orders spread in all directions.
Unit after unit, led by their officers, assembled at the central parade ground. The clang of iron armor collided with the perfectly synchronized rhythm of marching feet.
In just fifteen minutes, the hundred-thousand-strong army had fully assembled.
Across the central parade ground, formation after formation of a thousand soldiers stood in orderly ranks.
Spears stood like a forest, pointed toward the heavens. Armor reflected the sun, gleaming with chilling light.
The hundred-thousand-strong army stood in absolute silence. Only the battle flags billowed in the wind, while an overwhelming aura like mountains on the verge of collapse echoed between heaven and earth.
"Kyle, please."
Hearing this, Kyle nodded to Olivia before flying toward the central parade ground.
The moment he landed atop the platform, an even more immense aura erupted, crushing the momentum formed by the hundred-thousand-strong army.
Before that oppressive aura, from Blake, the commander leading this army, down to the High-rank Bronze warriors, every one of them relied on sheer willpower to keep themselves from submitting.
Ten seconds later, Kyle withdrew his aura. Looking at the army, in which not a single person had fallen, he said, "I acknowledge your strength, and that also means my lord acknowledges your strength."
Magic power gathered from all directions, condensing in midair into a hundred-meter-tall phantom.
Blake, standing behind Kaier, looked up and saw that the phantom's face was