The scarlet full moon that had hung over Blackpine Fief for seventy-three days finally began to recede.
The Blood Moon still rose every night, but its light had grown much thinner on the dark purple frozen tundra.
Beyond the defense line, only a few low-tier monsters remained, dragging ruined limbs as they crawled.
After surviving a calamity like this, they should have collapsed in the mud and slept for days. But the Eternal Night Wall gave them no time to rest.
The end of the Blood Moon Season often brought worse dangers: plague, counterattacks by surviving enemies, and a breakdown of order within.
Atop the tower, Shien closed his eyes, and [Lv. 4 Warzone-Level Cluster Command] surged outward.
His vast mental power became an invisible, dark blue net that instantly covered Blackpine Fief and the surrounding area.
In less than two hours, his precise commands had divided Blackpine Fief into three thousand-strong units, each with a clear objective and working in close coordination.
The first carried swords and spears into the trenches alongside the Holy Knights. They ran through every corpse that still showed signs of life, cutting off any chance of a corpse-borne plague.
The second took over the open ground inside the Inner Fortress, breaking down tons of monster flesh into piles of alchemical materials sorted by body part and value while repairing damaged equipment.
The third, led by heavily armored knights, swept back and forth along the edge of the Gray Fog, hunting down every stray monster still roaming there.
Under Shien's ruthless direction, Blackpine Fief began moving like a machine the moment the Blood Moon Season ended, undertaking a thorough cleanup.
"Squelch."
Todd drove the bent tip of his Silver-Plated Iron Spear into a Riftclaw Night Wolf's eye socket with both arms.
The beast's lower body