Unbeknownst to him, behind him, on the Northern Region border, stood countless tall and imposing figures. (High-speed update)
These figures were enveloped in a surge of dark golden energy, causing the surrounding air to distort and blur. Only terrifying streaks of blood-red flame could be seen bursting from the eyes of these tall figures, tearing through the void.
This scene resembled a group of demons emerging from a mountain of knives and a sea of fire.
[ Four Divine Knights of Punishment ] One of them is like placing someone in an ice cave.
To his utter astonishment, with his strength, he hadn't noticed such a large group of figures appearing behind him before they spoke. Even more unbelievable was that less than ten seconds earlier, when he hadn't turned around, there wasn't a single person behind him.
"Who... are you?"
He swallowed hard, his lips dry Earth Inquiry.
His response was a fist shimmering with dark gold light, its force interwoven with the laws of order, overwhelming and unstoppable, like a mountain pressing down on him.
boom!!!
Bones and blood splattered, like dazzling fireworks bursting forth.
The divine knight, his face filled with horror, turned into a pool of blood.
His strength was at the Sun Class Consummate Peak Stage, while the average strength of the Silver Crystal Battle Soul in Chambord City was around the Demigod level. Although the difference was only one realm, it was a world apart, the difference between humans and Silver Crystal Battle Soul. They were not even a match for each other. Killing him would be as easy as crushing a chick.
Bang bang bang bang!!!!
Almost simultaneously, three other Silver Crystal Battle Soul unleashed a punch from afar.
The dark golden Fists of Fire tore through the void, intertwined with chains of the laws of order, and from a distance of a thousand meters, blasted the remaining three members of the [ Four Divine Knights of Punishment ] who were displaying their power into dust.
Its overwhelming power attracted the attention of everyone on the battlefield.
The first to react was Kao Shaoyi patience was almost completely exhausted in the sky.
He witnessed almost the entire event—from the appearance of over three hundred Silver Crystal Battle Soul tearing through the void at the Northern Region border, to the killing of his four loyal divine knights, and he was unable to offer any assistance in time.
" Chambord City! Magical Golems!"
Kao Shaoyi uttered the word he least wanted to say, his face contorted with embarrassment.
He knew that with the intervention of the Chambord people, the situation had been completely reversed.
The idea of completely eliminating Shaarawy, Milito, Cassano, and Palacio— the four greatest threats to the Holy Church —is simply wishful thinking.
Putting everything else aside, any one of these three hundred magical puppets exudes an aura that is in no way inferior to his, the vice-commander of the Judgment Divine Knights. If these guys were to swarm him, it's uncertain whether he would even make it back alive today.
With this thought in mind, Kao Shaoyi began to have second thoughts.
In stark contrast to Kao Shaoyi were the remnants of the two great empires, numbering nearly 400,000.
When the soldiers of the two empires, who had been in despair, suddenly saw a group of golden-armored God of War tear through the void and appear on the border, and when they saw four divine knights who had stirred up a bloody storm being crushed like ants, there was a brief silence, followed by deafening cheers of madness.
The Chambord people have really arrived!
The invincible army of the Human Emperor of the Northern Region is waiting for us on the border!
We are saved!
Seeing an unbelievable glimmer of hope in the most desperate moment—this unparalleled visual and emotional impact gave every remaining soldier of the two great empires an urge to burst into tears.
Then, several golden magic puppets took out magic components from their storage space and quickly and skillfully assembled magic Teleport that shimmered with strange flames. Immediately afterwards, squads of fully armed Chambord City soldiers, marching in neat steps, appeared on the border line as if they were divine warriors who had walked out of the primordial chaos of time and space.
A formidable and indomitable army appeared before everyone's eyes in the blink of an eye.
The situation changed in the blink of an eye, without any warning.
Twenty miles away, a one-sided massacre that was about to unfold was abruptly halted by a sudden change on the border.
The silver army of the Holy Church 'Judgment Divine Envoy Knights, which had been charging like a flood bursting its banks from the horizon, suddenly halted its Charge.
From high-speed movement to sudden stillness, this legion of knights in white robes and armor showed no disorder whatsoever. Tens of thousands of knights and their warhorses moved in perfect unison, as if they were all acting as one person, a dazzling sight.
This is indeed a terrifying army.
They are cold-blooded, brutal, and ruthless.
However, they are also powerful, terrifying, and skilled in battle.
Compared to this massive silver-clad army, Juventus's cavalry regiment performed far worse.
Because the Church suddenly stopped, the Juventus players had to slam on the brakes and rein in their horses, resulting in a stampede and a chaotic scene of horses falling, riders flying off, and players colliding with each other...
The seemingly larger and more formidable Juventus army quickly descended into chaos.
The sounds of men howling and horses neighing filled the air, raising clouds of dust.
Extremely embarrassed.
At the very front of the Divine Knight Legion, an exceptionally burly Divine Knight slowly lifted his silver mask, revealing a handsome face with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. However, his eyes had no pupils; they were completely gray and devoid of any emotion.
Eyes like these shouldn't belong on a human body.
They are like the Eye of God, as if a single glance from them would take your life.
He didn't even look at the ragged, desperate soldiers less than two hundred meters away. Instead, he gazed at the clear, crystal-like ripples spreading across the sky several kilometers away.
From within the ripples, a man slowly emerged, seated high on a silver throne.
A man with cascading black hair and dressed in snow-white robes.
He looked down upon his subjects like a king, his gaze sweeping across the land. It was as if a single glance from him would cause the endless army emerging from the Teleport to boil over and burst into flames, unleashing boundless and terrifying energy capable of destroying any enemy.
The moment this man on the throne appeared, all the colors and metals in the world were taken away by him.
"Northern--Region--Human-- Alexander --!!!"
The silver-armored knight on the white steed still had eyes that were completely gray, showing no emotion whatsoever. Only when he uttered the name of the man in the distant sky, word by word, could one hear a trace of something different in his deep, resonant voice.
First update.
I'm back home now and writing.