With one sword strike, the enemy army of ten thousand could not stand against him.
What kind of aura is this?
Not only the Black Knight Sasar, but also the militiamen and mercenaries in the distance were stunned. Is this still a human? Even the legendary Holy Temple Knights are nothing more than this, right? The humans, already in an attacking rhythm, suddenly cheered in unison, their morale greatly boosted. In an instant, they nearly exploded with three or four times their fighting power, instantly pushing the undead back.
Seeing this scene, Sasar knew he was beyond saving, but the dark and proud blood within his body made him unable to admit defeat—
What kind of army is this? Judging by their attire, they were nothing but a ragtag army; mere militiamen, not even that, just a hastily assembled group of anxious refugees. Yet they possessed an impressive core group and commanders. Sasar couldn't help but wonder, who exactly are they?
Where did they come from?
