The nine Saint Ranks separated in the sky and descended to the ground one after another in tacit coordination.
Charlotte immediately stepped forward and shouted, "Congratulations, Kreil—and congratulations to you too, Abner! You've finally become Knight Kings!"
Abner smiled faintly. "I haven't become a Knight King."
Charlotte was slightly surprised. Abner smiled and said, "Kreil condensed the Eight Great Knight Proofs into the Proof of the Hegemon and advanced to Knight King. I took another path and condensed the Eight Great Knight Proofs into the Proof of the King!"
Realization dawned on Charlotte. "Abner, you're actually a Commander of Ten Thousand Knights!"
Once the Knight's Path reached Saint Rank, they could all be granted the title of "Saint," commonly known as Holy Knights. Yet there were two branches. One was the path of the Knight King, a domineering and impassioned path, unstoppable in battle. The other was the path of the king. As long as one could cultivate a Knight Order of one's own, one could unite one's momentum with that of the Knight Order under one's command, multiplying one's strength many times over. Such people were known as Commanders of Ten Thousand Knights.
In a one-on-one fight, a Knight King was incomparably powerful. But if both commanded Knight Orders, a Commander of Ten Thousand Knights would win ten battles out of ten.
Of course, Commanders of Ten Thousand Knights had a particular trait: they excelled at defense and were poor at offense.
A Knight Order naturally could not fly all over the sky or maneuver at high speed like Saint Ranks. But if a Commander of Ten Thousand Knights was given a city to defend, several Saint Ranks working together often could not break through.
Kreil patted Charlotte's shoulder, his manner exceptionally warm. "On the battlefield at Ferlanden, we