Magic Crisis (1)

"Send the wounded back to the city!"

"Knights, go!"

"Priest, don't stop with your shield!"

"Mages and Archers, aim at the devils in the front row and kill them!"

"The demon army has suffered heavy losses!"

"More than half of the Knights are dead or injured!"

The flames of war were everywhere, and military orders were like a mountain.

The Knights at the forefront of the war had the greatest casualties. They used their bodies to build iron walls for their comrades behind them. They used their bloodstained shields in front of them and swept across their enemies with their spears.

The attacks of the devils were as dense as a thunderstorm as they continuously smashed against the Knight's thick armor. The sounds of collision and explosions rose and fell. Wearing the toughest armor and shield, they bravely advanced as they stared at the dense attacks of the devils. This was the strongest Knight army in the Forsaken Land!