In the blink of an eye, more than eleven hours had passed since the surrender ultimatum was delivered, and its deadline was drawing ever closer.
In the thick darkness of night, the vanguard of Soren's army erupted with unprecedented fighting power, successfully pushing into the area near Shalin's Atlantis City.
After a brief rest, six elite cavalry regiments began to form up.
Once they had formed their ranks, they let out a roar and charged howling toward an inconspicuous fortress blocking their path.
In their eyes, taking this fortress would remove another obstacle on the road to Atlantis. It would also deliver Shalin a hard slap, letting him know who ought to surrender.
"Clatter, clatter, clatter..."
Like thunder, the hoofbeats rang out as the tide of cavalry rapidly approached the fortress walls.
Then... in the very next moment, a row of pitch-black "iron buckets" was pushed out atop the walls, their muzzles aimed at the charging cavalry.
"Buzz!"
The "iron buckets" vibrated as dense magic patterns lit up across their casings, followed by a series of booming shots.
With the blasts, black shells so fast they blurred shrieked out of the iron buckets, smashing fiercely into the charging cavalry formation before exploding violently.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The explosions rang out, and massive shockwaves spread. Countless cavalrymen and their horses were hurled into the air before crashing heavily to the ground, dead or alive unknown. Some of the unlucky ones were torn apart midair.
The charging cavalry formation fell into chaos.
But it was not over. Sharp whistling sounds followed, and more than a thousand Flame Arrows over a meter long shot out from the fortress. At a steep angle, they traced arcs through the air before falling densely over the ground before the fortress like a carpet, swallowing the masses