Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?!

"Kill!"

Klaus sat on his warhorse and issued the combat order.

A single word, yet it filled Harrington and the others with a suffocating sense of oppression!

Because they knew.

This force, regarded by the Empire as its most elite ace unit, was finally going all out!

Klaus and the ten thousand Holy Light Knights behind him were fully armed and at the ready, simultaneously lowering their helmet visors.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized, as if they had been trained countless times before.

Through the gaps in their helmets, only pairs of cold, indifferent eyes could be seen.

Cold, ruthless, iron-blooded!

Like cold and emotionless war machines.

This was the national heavy weapon that the Empire relied on to conquer the world.

The Holy Light Knight Corps!

"Crush them!"

Klaus launched the charge first, followed closely by the ten thousand Holy Light Knights.

These Holy Light Knights were the ace elites selected through layers of scrutiny by the Empire, each possessing terrifying power to take on a thousand!

Their equipment was equally extraordinary!

Their armor, indestructible, was forged by the dwarf race, masters of smithing.

The surface of the armor was imprinted with numerous magnificent and intricate magic runes, its defense so terrifying that it could even withstand the bombardment of alchemy cannonballs!

Their lances were incredibly sharp, also entangled with magic runes, capable of easily piercing a mammoth’s body!

Even the warhorses of all the Holy Light Knights were long-cultivated breeds over a thousand years, no less than the legendary unicorns!

These warhorses had astonishing endurance, even when clad in battle armor weighing over a hundred pounds, their speed remained as swift as lightning.

It’s not an exaggeration to say.

The Holy Light Empire spared no expense, arming these Holy Light Knights to the teeth.

When they charged simultaneously, it was like a barrage of heavy armored vehicles on the battlefield, unstoppable and invincible.

Many Catastrophe Skeletons were crushed underfoot, their skulls shattered before they could even react, falling beneath the iron hooves of the Holy Light Knights.

As for the Headless Knight Order, who Lu Yuan held in high regard, they appeared as nothing more than a group of rabble before the Holy Light Knights, utterly powerless.

Not even qualified to face the Holy Light Knight Order head-on!

Lu Yuan, however, was unfazed by this.

The Holy Light Knight Order, as the Empire’s heavy weapon, could be said to be the most powerful corps in the entire Magic World.

They were well-trained and well-equipped, each having undergone the baptism of holy light.

In contrast.

The Headless Knight Order was more like a hastily cobbled together group of rabble.

Fortunately, the Catastrophe Legion feared neither death nor pain.

Until Lu Yuan ordered a retreat, they wouldn’t retreat a single step, no matter how gruesome their casualties, even if they fought to the last man!

Meanwhile.

The Royal Griffin Legion in the air also joined the battle with the Holy Light Knights.

All the Griffin Knights raised their magic staffs simultaneously.

Flames, ice cones, lightning, storms!

As they chanted their spells, powerful light magic rained down from the sky like raindrops, causing heavy casualties to the skeleton army!

"Roar!"

But the frost bone dragons in the air were not to be outdone, flapping their wings and fiercely battling with the Royal Griffin Legion!

The claws of the Royal Griffins were incredibly sharp, easily penetrating the bones and skulls of the frost bone dragons.

But under the long-term erosion of the undead aura.

The frost breath of the frost bone dragons contained unimaginable power of destruction.

Once sprayed on, the enemy would instantly become an ice sculpture, losing all vitality!

"Scatter the formation, dodge!"

The Griffin Knights dared not take the frost breath head-on, steering their griffins to dodge to the sides.

Unfortunately.

Still, a few Royal Griffins couldn’t evade in time and were hit directly by the frost breath.

Their bodies were covered in frost, instantly turning into blocks of ice!

Even more terrifying.

When these few Royal Griffins were killed by the frost bone dragons.

A Hexagram Magic Array appeared, enveloping the rapidly falling Royal Griffin corpses.

In the next moment.

Under the astonished gaze of all the Griffin Knights.

These Royal Griffins suddenly opened their eyes, resurrected, and joined the ranks of the frost bone dragons!

This scene caught all the Griffin Knights completely off guard.

Under the combined assault of the frost bone dragons and the celestial calamity griffins, the Royal Griffin Legion suffered heavy casualties and quickly retreated in defeat.

"Damn it! What the hell is going on?"

"Weren’t these Royal Griffins dead? Why are they resurrected?"

"It seems like the frost bone dragons, just like those skeletons, possess some kind of bizarre power to convert enemy corpses into undead!"

All the Griffin Knights looked pale as fear and horror filled their hearts.

Even though they had previously witnessed firsthand the collapse of Harrington’s Imperial Army.

They only felt a tinge of wariness at the time, without much emotional fluctuation.

It wasn’t until they experienced it themselves that they understood how despairing this bizarre power was!

The enemy was not only fearless of death, but also increased in number the more they killed.

How could this battle be fought?

Many Griffin Knights lost their will to fight, their spirits on the verge of collapse.

At that moment.

A Holy Light Knight wielded a spear, pointing it at a celestial calamity griffin in the sky from afar.

Then he suddenly exerted force with his right arm, throwing the spear!

"Swoosh!"

The magic runes on the spear glowed faintly, and its speed was like a bolt of lightning, instantly piercing through the head of that Royal Griffin!

The Royal Griffin let out a tragic wail, its body plummeting from the sky like a severed kite, crashing heavily to the ground!

Then.

Hundreds of Holy Light Knights followed suit.

For a while.

Spears rained down, piercing the sky.

The blood of the Royal Griffins stained the entire sky red!

"Kill that Undead Lord, and this boring farce will be over."

Klaus twisted his neck.

His casual tone made it seem as easy as squashing an ant.

"Bang! Bang!"

But before he finished speaking.

The ground littered with severed limbs suddenly shook violently.

As if some giant beast was approaching the battlefield with heavy, powerful footsteps!

Especially as the distance closed.

All the warhorses under the Holy Light Knights became restless, perceiving a strong threat!

It was a primal instinct and fear from the depths of their souls.

This instinct told them that some extremely dangerous creature residing atop the food chain was rapidly approaching.

If it weren’t for the Holy Light Knights holding the reins tightly, these horses might have bolted in fear without a second thought.

"Interesting, these warhorses are carefully bred by the Empire, fearless despite any obstacles ahead."

"But now, these well-trained warhorses are trembling in fear, indicating that the enemy is far stronger than we imagined!"

Klaus wasn’t angry; instead, a smile appeared on his face.

If this farce ended like this, it would indeed be too boring.

Only a more powerful enemy could give him a long-lost sense of challenge!

Finally.

With Klaus’s expectant gaze.

A burly beast, as if from the primeval wilderness, appeared before everyone!

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