Blood Clan Arrives, Sacred Flame Weapons Activated

As Yasol personally entered the fray, the frontline situation began to change.

Holy Silver blade edges tore through the gray fog, Holy Light burning along the sword ridges as high-tier corrupted entities shattered beneath his strikes, and several high-tier Grayblood Demonic Beasts that had been suppressing the advance line were successively cut down by him.

A Blackpine infantryman had just used his shield to block a lunging Grayblood Hound when a silver flash swept down from above.

That two-meter-tall aberrant demonic beast was cleaved diagonally into two halves, and the Gray blood was burned away by Holy Light before it even hit the ground.

"Lord Viceroy!"

Shocked voices spread across the battlefield.

Soldiers behind the shield wall, hammer-bearers of the Condemnation Warhammer formation, auxiliary soldiers loading artillery shells, and wounded men beside stretchers all looked up.

Amid the gray fog, Yasol kept pushing forward, and the Grayblood amalgamations attempting to break through the defense line were pierced through one after another by the Holy Light sword beams.

As high-tier demonic beasts continuously fell, the pressure on the frontline gradually eased.

Many soldiers could not see the details of the combat, seeing only the Holy Light in the gray fog and the monsters falling one after another.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Condemnation Warhammer formation stabilized once more, the hammer-bearers tightening their chains as they began searching for the subterranean Grayblood master.

The Sacred Song Order resumed their rhythm, with Medea leading the Purification Bishopric to suppress the lingering Grayblood wraiths.

Loren led the Holy Silver Lancer Corps in a charge, pushing the advance line forward several dozen paces.

Most soldiers only saw the Viceroy leading them to continue fighting.

They did not know that a short time ago Yasol had just personally purified and annihilated the corpse of his