"Damn it! What kind of monster is that!?" Wilson saw it clearly: even siege crossbows could not kill a single Black Armor Giant.
"It seems the Empire has hidden quite a few things no one knows about." Shadow Sword Gracie sneered.
He raised a hand.
"Sir Jax."
An old man clad in a white robe trimmed with gold slowly stepped forward from behind him.
"Leave it to me." He planted his staff on the ground. The transparent crystal ball embedded at its tip gradually lit up with wisps of grayish-white mist.
"Sharpness, Burning, Fortification, Great Strength!" With a flick of his palm, countless silver sparks like fine sand scattered out and vanished into the air.
At the same time, distinct silver light appeared on every siege crossbow in the formations. Four powerful spell effects were swiftly bestowed upon them. The next volley would surely kill those monsters in one blow.
Just then, the gates of the Imperial Army's fortress city opened. Teams of towering figures riding enormous black horses surged madly out like a violent black flood, plunging into the allied army's position like a sharp knife.
Mage Jax focused his gaze and unconsciously noticed the trails of blood left behind that black flood.
The marks resembled streaks of blood, though no one knew what had drawn them.
Wherever those black knights passed, bloody lines were left upon the ground.
These frenzied black knights were invincible, their strength terrifying—no one could stand against them. Everywhere they went became a slaughter. The siege crossbows simply could not keep up with their mad galloping speed.
Several hundred Black Knights, men and horses alike, seemed to be complete monsters. They charged and rampaged through the battlefield without anyone able to stop them, smashing the allied army's formation to pieces in an instant.
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