"By the grace of our forefather, Barnes! Charge with me!!"
After a brief moment of chaos, the knights of the Fourth Legion let out another war cry and attempted to outflank the Demon Legion to halt their advance.
VMMMM...
Led by Big Brother Metal Slime, numerous Metal Slimes rolled out from their ranks like a cascade of metal balls. They sent several Knights who tried to intercept them flying before landing on the backs of their horses.
Wielding Small Short Swords and round shields, they clashed with the pesky Knights.
The Metal Slimes had extremely high physical resistance. The Knights' Longswords only left shallow white scratches on their hard, metallic bodies, creating a series of sharp CLANGS.
"Silver-level Slimes!"
"Watch out! Their defense is incredibly high!"
"Use fire! They're afraid of fire!"
Immediately, the Mages embedded with the unit began to chant, summoning scorching Fireballs and launching them at Big Brother Metal Slime, who was leading the charge.
