The piled corpses were like scars on the landscape.
Rivers of blood flowed unceasingly.
The once-majestic Verne Steel Bridge Corridor, a grand structure of the Empire, now resembled a dying, colossal giant—its body shattered and on the verge of collapse.
"I will deal with him. Plunderers, do not disappoint the Great Lord."
The muffled command from beneath the Full Coverage Helmet was cold, hard, and resonant.
The Knight's Armor was ornate and imposing. The Mighty Power of a Seven-star Military Rank expert materialized as an intangible aura, spreading to every corner of the bridge.
It was like a colossal stone, weighing down heavily on the hearts of the Defense Army soldiers.
Although they were Mortals and couldn't perceive the aura of Knight Power, the presence of such a powerful Knight needed no explanation.
The oppressive feeling that washed over them was suffocating.
