The female grand duke of the Xilun Duchy had barely left when the mist that had dispersed earlier slowly gathered again. The clear sky turned pitch-black, as though splashed with ink, and the Xilun Duchy soldiers desperately pushing the magic cannons screamed incessantly in terror.
In the ink-black darkness, an elusive shadow darted and swept about. Wherever it passed, irrepressible, piercing cries rang out, only to stop abruptly the instant they began. The soldiers, who had hovered between life and death many times, soon realized what those abruptly silenced cries meant.
The darkness cut off their unwilling howls, and the dense Dark Mist concealed the brutality of the slaughter. When the mist finally cleared, more than forty corpses lay on the ground, each killed by a sharp weapon driven through the back of the neck.
Six Magic Crystal Cannons, each five meters high and six meters long, gleamed brightly after the mist dispersed. Made of magic silver and various unusual metals, their barrels were covered in intricate, obscure miniature Magic Arrays. The silver-gray Magic Crystal Cannons were exceptionally heavy and could not be moved easily.
Points of dark light glittered, like starlight appearing alongside the blazing sun. Amid that dim radiance, heavy, rigid bodies appeared out of thin air beside the Magic Crystal Cannons, one after another. More than sixty Zombie Warriors divided into six groups, secured the six heavy Magic Crystal Cannons, and pushed them down Barren Mountain.
The Magic Crystal Cannons were simple in design, heavy, and sturdy, and pushing them uphill was indeed extremely difficult. Pushing them down from halfway up the hill, however, naturally required little effort. The six Magic Crystal Cannons that the Xilun Empire soldiers had struggled to push halfway uphill were brought to the foot of Back Hill by the combined efforts of