The Dark Lord remained hidden.
Ursula naturally followed the principle: if the enemy did not move, neither would he.
Why did conquering the Dark World require two Saints?
What was defense?
What was offense?
Ursula's choice to guard the Military Fortress meant that he had to protect every Professional within it and prevent the enemy's Dark Lord from charging in and slaughtering them.
As for the Saint who chose to attack...
Naturally, he could kill anyone. He would unleash the largest domain and erupt with the strongest moves, killing as many Dark Creatures as possible. No matter what rank the enemy was, there was only one thing to do: kill, kill, kill!
Everything was to reduce the pressure faced by their own warriors.
This was the War of Light and Darkness.
There were no so-called hidden rules here.
In this war.
There was only one rule.
The victor was king!
William was the overall offensive commander of the ten Forward Outposts. He bore responsibilities such as roaming the battlefield and resolving crises.
As for that.
Many Legendary experts from the Temple of Light had expressed deep distrust in him. Fortunately, now was not the time to launch a proactive attack. They only needed to defend the fortress, and they trusted Ursula more to withstand the pressure brought by the Dark Lord.
But Lancelot was full of confidence in his old friend. He simply had no time to chat with William right now.
Time slowly passed.
As the hundreds of thousands of warriors atop the four walls watched the Dark Army draw ever closer.
A cry of "Kill!" resounded through heaven and earth.
In an instant.
Thousands of Magic Cannons flared with light at once.
Amid a continuous buzzing roar.
Thousands of Mana Cannon shells shot out simultaneously, raising mushroom clouds