The Calamity Sword's Battle

Tales had experienced the bloody gravity of two armies facing off before Dragonbreak Fortress, felt the fervor and intensity of the White Blade Guard's deadly clash with the Black Sand Territory in Dragoncloud City, and witnessed the terrifying force of Orc heavy troops and cavalry formations crashing into each other in the desert. But this sudden skirmish in the Black Prison was absolutely the strangest battlefield he had ever seen.

Because this was a battle that took place in the darkness, without sight.

"Whoosh—"

In the pitch-black darkness, Tales had just activated Hell Senses when he heard the wind howl!

"Duck!"

He had no idea where the furious shout came from. Then, within Hell Senses' stark black-and-white world, Tales saw a Calamity Sword three steps away at his side collapse in pain, a short arrow suddenly jutting from his chest.

The Mercenaries around him raised their swords warily, but they were staring blindly into the darkness and could not see where the threat was.

Hell Senses gave Tales a considerable advantage, but being able to see through the darkness also left him far more terrified than the Mercenaries who could see nothing.

It was like the difference between someone driving along the edge of a perilous cliff in daylight and someone doing the same at night.

"Three o'clock! Crossbow!"

Mercenary Sunny's furious shout rang beside his ear.

Tales saw Sunny's silhouette spin rapidly, a hand axe flying from his palm.

"Suppress the perimeter!"

Several throwing axes and knives flew out from among the Calamity Swords at the same time, hurled toward the darkness on the right at Sunny's command!

"Thud!"

A low grunt immediately rang out, signaling the results of this counterattack.

However, the Calamity Swords' counterattack was only temporary. Everything had just begun, and the sounds of a melee