"Sound the horns! Prepare to march!"
At the High Priest of the Colossus's shout, the mournful war horns sounded.
Squad after squad of Greater Angels, Royal Knights, Royal Griffins, marksmen... set out from castles across the land and converged on a gathering point.
Little Illusion stood in midair with the six of them, watching her army below.
There were several hundred Angels, thousands of Knights, tens of thousands of Griffins, and countless marksmen and guards.
Their armor gleamed brightly, their morale was high, and their training was impeccable. Before they marched, their ranks were orderly and powerful.
"My army's not bad, right?" Little Illusion proudly showed off before people she knew.
"Imposing and majestic. Their training should be at the peak of the cold-weapons era," Chen Qiu said sincerely.
"Of course. Even those stinking piles of bones are no match for them. I've beaten the Demons until they only have three fortresses left," Little Illusion said proudly.
Everyone asked curiously, "Which three?"
"Uh, one is Blood Pool Fortress, one is Meat Forest Fortress, and the last is Green Thicket Fortress." Little Illusion counted on her fingers, her head beginning to ache.
"Why can't you take them?"
"All three castles have barriers. My power doesn't work inside them; only this world's troops can use their abilities. I may be a top-tier gamer, but compared to those Demons who are either fighting every day or on their way to fight, I'm still just a tiny bit worse." Little Illusion pinched her thumb and index finger together, leaving only a narrow sliver of space.
"Oh, I understand." Xie Dong nodded.
Before coming here, he had done some research. He knew this was a world that had evolved from the game Heroes of Might and Magic.
As for which installment, it should have been