After all, they were going to fight across worlds, and he lacked confidence in his soldiers. But generally speaking, missions like this would not be especially difficult. The system was not sending them to their deaths; it wanted them to defeat the enemy while gaining experience along the way.
Considering that they had drunk the Water of Purification before the battle, the enemy's combat strength should have been comparable to theirs, perhaps even slightly stronger. As long as everyone could fight without fear of death, their chances of victory would still be extremely high.
Five minutes passed quickly. As everyone's vision blurred, they all appeared in an area shrouded in mist.
The surroundings were extremely dim. Two tilted stone tablets stood nearby, covered in incomprehensible writing.
Strange-looking trees filled the mist-covered area. Eerie ghostly flames drifted between them, their faint glow making the surroundings seem somewhat sinister.
The next second, a minimap appeared before everyone. They could all use the green dots on it to determine their own positions and those of their teammates.
The Legion Commander glanced into the distance and spotted a platform. He immediately leaped onto it, raised his weapon, and shouted at everyone, "Don't panic! Everyone turn north! Rear ranks to the front!"
Dusk City was to the south, so the enemy was very likely coming from the north. The danger warning arrow on the map also pointed north.
Upon hearing the order, everyone moved quickly.
Although their average realm was not high, under the coordination of the Dusk System, they were all well-trained. Every movement they made would only be possible for elite soldiers in some worlds.
Formation after formation of sword-and-shield troops quickly moved to the front line. Since the risk of death had become extremely low, every soldier was more inclined to stand