A Battlefield Controlled by One Man

"Oooooooohhhhhhh—!"

"Rooooooaaarrrrr—!"

Amid terrifying roars and savage howls brimming with malice, the vast plain became a brutal battlefield.

The Royal Capital's Knight Order poured out from the city gates and charged forward.

The Demon Lord's Army swarmed in from the other end of the plain, their earth-shaking footsteps carrying them toward the human city.

The two armies clashed abruptly upon the plain, launching into a savage slaughter.

In an instant, blades flashed, swords danced, and blood sprayed through the air.

The Knight Order's elites fought as though they feared no death, fearlessly facing the Demon Lord's Army. Some charged straight ahead, brandishing their weapons and cutting down enemies, while others remained in the rear, unleashing arrows and magic. Flames exploded, lightning flashed, gales struck, and ice scattered across the battlefield, plunging it into utter chaos.

Yet the Demon Lord's Army was even more like a pack of beasts with nothing but prey in their eyes. Monster after monster lunged forward, tangling with the knights of the Knight Order. Massive beasts charged back and forth, packs of wolves and swarms of bats descended from above, venomous snakes burrowed out of the ground, and goblins and slimes swarmed over their enemies. The chaos was horrifying.

That scene truly seemed like something that could only exist in a dream.

Humans and monsters slaughtered one another.

Magic and skills gleamed.

Flames and lightning raged.

Gales and poisonous smoke swept across the field.

In the modern world, such a battlefield would have been absolutely impossible.

Only in a world like this could such a spectacle exist.

Naturally, blood and screams accompanied it all.

Monsters struck by magic vanished amid flames and lightning.

Knights whose bodies were pierced by fangs and claws collapsed to the ground.

The monsters lunged forward to kill without restraint, as if