Chapter 388: Technology, not just stamina
There were two possible explanations for this situation.
The first was that they had somehow entered something like an enemy mystic realm. But mystic realms could not be created on a whim. If the enemy had that sort of ability, all sixteen of them would have died several times over by now.
The likeliest explanation was that those positions had all fallen, just like the police station earlier.
"Boss, what do we do?"
Mackey rested his enormous serrated blade diagonally against the ground. The blood on the weapon flowed smoothly down its edge, leaving the magic steel cold and gleaming once more.
"Something's wrong. The army's strength isn't something to underestimate. Even with yin spirits starting to appear, they shouldn't have been defeated in such a strange way, especially with all their heavy weapons."
The feeling reminded Blaze of a special mystic realm on Dawn Silent Moon Island-the Red Banshee Testing Hall.
Its astonishingly lifelike illusions created an environment where members of the Knights Order trained their minds. Its most famous training exercise was called "Lone island."
At that moment, the sixteen members of the Knights Order felt as though they were stranded on a lone island. Apart from the occasional roar of a demon, everything around them was quiet.
"Has everyone in the city been killed?"
A reservist wearing heavy magic steel fist blades on his arms asked the question quietly.
"No. There won't be many survivors, but there must be some."
They all kept their voices extremely low, using a husky voice-control technique that limited how far the sound could travel.
Finding the survivors scattered throughout the city one by one would not be easy.
Besides, more unusual demons must have appeared. They were facing an entire Otherworld. Their enemies could not