Knight Lord: Start with Daily Intelligence.

Chapter 401 The Mirror Image of the Holy Knight: The Test of Enduring for One Hour
The fall of a Green Knight general completely opened the prelude to the Black Forest Legion's counterattack.

"Noisy insects, it's time to end this!" Durmst's high-pitched voice rang out amidst the raven's shrieking.

Countless ravens burning with dark purple soul flames let out even more shrill cries, frantically converging and merging! The instant the Greatsword God raised his weapon, at the edge of the huge hole in its chest scorched by the platinum holy flames, all the ravens coalesced into a massive raven phantom with a wingspan of tens of meters, composed entirely of destructive energy!

[Divine Art: The Raven of the End]!
The enormous raven phantom let out a soul-rending shriek, carrying the will to annihilate all impurity, and slammed into the hollow in the chest of the Greatsword God General!
There was no sound, only an extreme darkness and purple flames erupting in the void! The darkness, like a greedy maw, instantly devoured the remaining azure spiritual energy around the void and spread rapidly along the spiritual energy veins of the divine general! The purple flames, like the most vicious curse, frantically burned the death will that constituted the core of the divine general.

It must be said that in battles against ghosts, Mor's followers and divine magic do indeed demonstrate an unparalleled advantage.

The greatsword-wielding Green Knight God General abruptly stopped. Its massive body convulsed violently, its azure psionic energy, like a lit fuse, turning from blue to black from within, then from black into nothingness and ashes! The greatsword in its hand shattered inch by inch, and its enormous body, as if its spine had been ripped out, fell silently backward. In its fall, its body rapidly disintegrated and dissipated, finally transforming into a huge cloud of black dust, specks of purple flame embers, before touching the lake's surface. This cloud was swept away by the raging holy storm and utterly annihilated into the heavens and earth.

Another Green Knight has fallen!
A deafening roar of cheers erupted from the battlefield as the entire army launched a fierce attack. The Green Knight Legion, already suffering over half its casualties, was even less able to withstand the surging morale of the human coalition.

Flashes of psionic energy, missiles of magic, and cannon fire from the dwarves streaked across the sky above the battlefield as the two massive armies of gold and green clashed violently. The green legion crumbled and crumbled, and with each flash of light, a green knight fell.

The most intense battle undoubtedly took place between several divine generals, whose fight almost represented the pinnacle of human combat ability.

After killing two Chosen Ones, Orstein decisively ordered: "Each of you hold off one Chosen One Knight. Dietrich, use the Salya Divine Art to restore everyone's status, focusing on increasing Hilde's strength."

Dietrich delivered a powerful Iron Mountain Lean, knocking back the Green Knight who charged at him. With a thunderous roar, the Green Knight collapsed like a mountain crumbling, creating a flood of water before falling onto the battlefield.

But his bronze greatsword also severed Dietrich's arm in an instant. With one arm gone, Dietrich gritted his teeth and roared, "Received! Divine Spell: Song of Courage!"

Song of Courage is one of the few enhancement-type divine spells in Sharya's divine arts. It can soothe the despair and pain in the other person's heart, and at the same time transform the other person's courage value into the powerful force that the other person can unleash!
When this divine spell was activated, Hilder felt angelic white wings rise holyly behind her, and the next moment, this powerful chosen one unleashed unparalleled combat power! No one knew just how much courage this chosen one possessed; all they saw was Hilder's body radiating golden light! Her terrifying combat power was simply earth-shattering.

This is also the most important reason why Orstein asked Dietrich to do everything he could to restore Hilde's condition! Hilde is the sharpest sword in the Black Forest territory, and only she can use her blazing blade to completely break through the situation.

The so-called mobile force is one that uses its advantages to create a situation on the battlefield where it outnumbers the enemy.

The Song of Courage also gave her unparalleled inspiration. Hilder completely ignored the massive bronze sword attacking her from behind, even though it could pierce her chest. She resolutely charged towards the spearless general entangled with Orstein. The opponent had thrown his spear, wielding only a sword; he was the weakest in combat, the most wounded, and the easiest to kill!

At this moment, the volcanic courage and fighting spirit dormant within Hilde were ignited, detonated, and transformed into a pure torrent of power by this supreme divine magic from the Goddess of Life! Her chosen armor, seemingly unable to withstand this violent energy, groaned under its strain, cracks instantly spreading. Yet, incandescent flames of faith erupted from these cracks, transforming her into a walking, burning sun! The chosen sword emitted a soul-shaking hum, its blade extending and condensing wildly, ultimately transforming into a forty-meter-long, purely compressed, incandescent holy flame—a world-burning sword of light!
"kill--!!!"

Speed! Speed ​​beyond limits! The blood beneath her feet evaporated and vaporized the instant it touched the ground, leaving behind a vacuum trail burning with white flames! She dragged a forty-meter-long lightsaber behind her, and wherever the blade passed, light shone across the entire battlefield.

"Roar?!" The spearless god sensed a deadly threat! It tried to swing its huge bronze sword to block, while simultaneously mobilizing its vast azure spiritual energy to reinforce its chest defenses.

But it was too late! With the ultimate burst of the Song of Courage, Hilder's speed and strength had already surpassed the reaction limits of the divine general!
boom! ! ! !

The forty-meter-long Blade of Light, carrying Hilder's unwavering will to fight to the death, sliced ​​through the hastily formed azure psionic shield without any resistance, like a red-hot knife cutting into solidified grease, piercing through the heavy bronze breastplate, and fiercely penetrating the core of the spearless god general, which was composed of highly condensed psionic energy!
Time seemed to freeze for a moment.

Immediately afterwards——

Boom boom boom——!!!!

An indescribable, terrifying energy erupted from the body of the Spearless God General! The green psionic energy that constituted its massive body was instantly ignited, boiled, and then completely annihilated! Blazing white holy flames gushed wildly from the huge wound in its chest, its eye sockets, and its mouth! Its magnificent body, towering thirty meters high, was like a giant furnace ignited from within, violently expanding and twisting in the platinum flames, and finally, with a silent psionic scream filled with disbelief and ultimate pain—it exploded with a deafening roar!
It was like a miniature sun exploding above a lake of blood! The blinding incandescent light devoured everything! A violent energy shockwave, mixed with holy flames that incinerated all things, spread wildly in all directions in a spherical shape! Even the closest Orstein was thrown back by this terrifying explosion and crashed heavily into the blood! Countless bronze fragments burning with platinum flames and collapsing psionic points of light rained down like a destructive meteor shower!
Another divine general was reduced to ashes by Hilder's desperate attack!
However, the crisis was not over! At the very instant that Hilder's lightsaber pierced the spearless general—

The bronze greatsword from behind her slammed into Hilde's unsuspecting back!

A deafening roar of twisting metal and annihilating energy echoed through the sky! The God-Chosen Armor on Hilde's body, already on the verge of collapse, let out its final groan after enduring the full force of the god's attack, shattering and flying off in large sections! The terrifying force sent her flying like a cannonball, the blood she spat out instantly vaporizing in mid-air from the intense heat of her body!

But a miracle happened!

The bronze greatsword, powerful enough to sever the body of a god, failed to cut Hilder in two after contacting her and piercing her chosen armor! The ultimate power of faith had created a flowing, incredibly resilient "barrier of courage" around her body! The greatsword's blade embedded itself deeply in the barrier, tearing through her flesh and possibly even damaging her bones and internal organs, but it was ultimately held back by this final barrier, failing to deliver a fatal cut!

At the same time, Dietrich's healing instantly enveloped Hilde, and the powerful healing allowed her to quickly stabilize the situation.

By this time, the victory of the Black Forest Legion was already assured!

Whether it was the battle between the divine generals or the fierce fighting below, the Black Forest Territory held an absolute advantage.

With a series of muffled, mountain-like roars, one after another, the divine generals, along with their massive weapons, shattered and collapsed, turning into countless dull bronze fragments and dissipating eerie blue dust. Like collapsing snow-capped mountains, they crashed into the massive depression in the lakebed, created by the shockwave, splashing up murky blood and mud, which was then completely swallowed up by the blood that flowed back in.

With the demise of the six great generals, the remaining, already few Green Knights on the battlefield lost their last support. The soul fire in their eye sockets gradually went out, and their tall bronze bodies, as if drained of all power, froze stiffly before collapsing like decaying statues and sinking into the lake water, which was now even more filthy and viscous, stained with blood, flames, and remnants of psionic energy.

The battlefield was shrouded in deathly silence, save for the howling of the storm, the crackling of the flames, and the gurgling of the churning blood.

The warriors of Blackwood, whether dwarves, human knights, infantry, or the griffin riders who had just completed their dive and were circling low in the sky, were all panting heavily as they gazed at the scene before them, a sight that seemed to mark the end of a mythical era. The relief of surviving a catastrophe, the unbelievable shock, and the ecstasy of final victory were like a volcano about to erupt.

Su Li still held the Wind Wings Talisman high, maintaining the [Holy Storm]. His face was somewhat pale; maintaining such a large-scale spell to resist the pressure of the divine generals had taken a huge toll, but he dared not slacken his efforts in the slightest, his eyes still fixed on the lake center area where the six divine generals had fallen and countless green knights had sunk.

Deep beneath the lake, the vast network woven from the eerie green psionic energy emanating from the countless remains of sunken green knights did not dissipate with the demise of the divine general; instead, it grew even brighter and more active! It was as if... something was violently absorbing the last and most abundant psionic essence from this battlefield!
"It's not over yet..." Su Li's deep voice clearly reached the ears of every chosen knight and legion commander, "The real 'thing'... is about to come out!"

As if to confirm his words, the entire Blue Mirror Lake battlefield, or rather the entire Blood Lake, began to tremble violently like never before!
All eyes were fixed on the center of the lake, where the eerie green psionic network not only did not dissipate, but instead, as if in a final burst of light, it erupted with a dazzling brilliance—a pure, majestic, and breathtaking golden light!
"boom--!!!"

It was as if a sacred sun had been detonated deep within the earth!

An indescribably magnificent golden pillar of light erupted without warning from the deepest part of the lake, from the core of the network that once bore the power of deathly psychic energy! It instantly tore through the viscous, filthy waters of the blood lake, pierced the low-hanging, leaden-gray clouds, and illuminated the entire battlefield as if day had fallen! The eerie green psychic energy network, before this overwhelming and unstoppable torrent of golden divine energy, was like a thin mist under the sun, instantly evaporated, purified, and swept away! In its place, a warm and vast power of order permeated the entire space, carrying a solemnity that had existed since time immemorial.

At the core of this golden pillar of light that pierces the heavens and the earth, a majestic figure slowly coalesces and takes shape.

He was not a physical entity, but rather a mirror image composed of pure light and orderly energy. He wore ancient-style armor that radiated eternal brilliance, its surface inscribed with intricate protective runes that flowed with a liquid gold-like light. In his hand he gripped a massive two-handed greatsword, burning with golden holy flames, its blade seemingly forged from solidified dawn. His face was majestic yet indistinct, like a stone sculpture covered in the dust of history, but his eyes, composed of pure golden light, contained wisdom that pierced through time and space, and an unparalleled, oppressive power—their aura causing every chosen knight present to tremble deep within their souls!
"I am Edgar Roland, the Holy Knight! Who is disturbing the sacred seal I left behind?" As he slowly opened his eyes, a powerful aura instantly erupted, sweeping across the entire area. Under the dazzling golden light, everyone was so blinded by the light that they could hardly open their eyes.

The next moment, he swung his longsword, and a dazzling golden light, like a tide, instantly swept across the entire battlefield, covering every inch of land stained with blood and filth, and every piece of bronze fragment that had sunk to the bottom of the lake.

Miracles happen in divine light!

The shattered, twisted remains of the Green Knights, reeking of death, were smoothed over the instant they touched the golden light, as if by an invisible giant hand. The filthy rust peeled away, the cracks eroded by chaos healed, and the twisted limbs were reshaped. The eerie green psionic flames were completely extinguished, replaced by pure, resilient soul light, like specks of starlight! They rose from the remains, like fireflies returning to their nest, swiftly merging into the reshaped bronze shell.

One after another, three-meter-tall knights, their bodies gleaming with the new luster of bronze, rose anew in the golden light! Their armor regained its former simplicity and glory, and the weapons they gripped had transformed back into neatly crafted longswords, great axes, and spears, still made of bronze, yet flowing with the radiance of order. The ghostly green flames that once burned in their empty eye sockets were now replaced by a gentle, resolute, campfire-like glow of their souls.

In just a few breaths, the Green Knight Legion, which had sunk and been annihilated on the battlefield, was completely revived by the power of this legendary mirror image in the form of the heroic spirits of the Oath Knights!
The entire Blacksemite Legion was stunned by this miraculous reversal. The initial joy of victory was replaced by immense confusion and a deeper sense of awe. What was this? The enemy they had just fought so hard to eliminate had been purified, resurrected, and become... the new garrison?
Mirror Knight Edgar Roland's gaze finally settled on the figure in the sky above the battlefield, a pale-faced but sharp-eyed figure maintaining the [Holy Storm] – Su Li Bauhinia.

Those eyes, burning with golden light, seemed to pierce through Su Li's body, staring straight into the depths of his soul, scrutinizing the Wind Wing Talisman in his hand, and everything he had displayed in this battle.

"Human bloodline? You defeated the Green Knights?" Roland's mirror image held a hint of admiration. "But that's far from enough. This world is far more hopeless than you can imagine. Let me test just how strong you really are!"

Then he waved his hand, causing the lake to calm down, rendering the Wind Wing Talisman and Water-Repelling Pearl in Su Li's hand ineffective. The two elite armies lined up on the flat mudflats where the tide had receded, facing each other in a grand formation with their banners in perfect alignment.

At this moment, Su Li returned to the ground, barely supporting his body, and looked at the legion that shone brightly in front of him.

After going through countless hardships, I finally brought the enemy legion and the boss down to their last drop of blood, but instead of cheers of victory, the battlefield resounded with even more rousing drumbeats and ancient war cries.

Does this kind of thing make people despair?
That's enough to drive someone crazy.

If it were another army, they would probably be exhausted and at their limit by now.

But wasn't the Black Forest Legion, which Su Li painstakingly built at all costs, precisely to be able to deal with any situation?

The stronger the opponent, the more the Black Forest Legion's unparalleled strength is revealed.

Moreover, the idea of ​​resurrecting thousands of elite troops with a wave of the hand is far too bizarre. Even a god couldn't do that, let alone a necromancer! Besides, Edgar Roland is just a knight. If he calms down, he can be certain that there's something fishy about the resurrection of these elite knights.

Su Li gritted his teeth, braced his warhammer, and raised his arm to shout, "All troops! Regroup and crush the enemy!"

As he roared with fierce energy, thousands of soldiers silently swung their blades, wiped the blood from their weapons, and then re-formed into neat ranks.

The five divine generals resolutely stood in the center of the army formation again, leading the troops to take various powerful potions and recovery supplies. The Azure Spikes were used as supplies as if they were free, extending the divine generals' state.

Su Li also drank a pot of restorative medicinal wine. Under the effect of the laurel flower gem, his life, spiritual energy, and physical strength were quickly restored to their peak.

With the support of various supplies, thousands of soldiers quickly recovered their strength. Supplies made from steel wheat and pearl wheat brought them back to their peak condition.

Soon, the heavily damaged army regained its high morale and sharp edge.

Su Li pointed his warhammer forward, aiming at the silent, arrayed Knights of the Oath, and roared, "Attack! Rout the enemy!"

With his command, banners fluttered behind him, and the heavily armored legion instantly sprang into action, roaring as it surged forth from his side.

All the soldiers were in high spirits; if they could defeat the enemy once, they could defeat them a second time!
Moreover, this time the opponent no longer has six divine generals, so defeating them won't be any more difficult than last time.

At the center of the formation, Su Li gripped the warhammer, Skullbreaker, and personally strode forward, leading the central infantry and ranged units in a steady advance. The mages' staffs once again shone with various arcane lights, and the musketeers raised their muzzles, aiming at that dazzling gold.

"For Hessen! For victory!"

"kill--!!!"

A deafening battle roar ripped through the brief silence, and two forces, representing different eras and different forms, yet equally resolute, collided fiercely with each other like two burning meteors!
Steel and bronze, flesh and blood and heroic spirits, devastating artillery fire and the sacred bulwark of order, finally collide head-on!
As it turned out, Su Li's judgment was absolutely correct. Although the enemy forces had transformed from Green Knights into Golden Holy Knights, any physical entity was still vulnerable to the onslaught of artillery fire. Furthermore, while their attacks became exceptionally sharp, their defenses became incredibly fragile. Under the relentless barrage of artillery fire, large numbers of knights vanished instantly. These knights were all ancient mirror images! Although their attack power remained intact, the damage they suffered was at least 300% of that of the Green Knights.

This scene greatly boosted the morale of their own side. The true trump card of the Black Forest Territory, the Half-Griffin Knights, clad in heavy plate armor and with both men and mounts shrouded in steel, also revealed their ferocious fangs at this moment!
Dozens of half-griffins, covered in heavy horse armor and nearly three meters tall at the shoulder, resembled war behemoths emerging from a steel furnace! Each stomp of their powerful limbs caused the muddy tidal flats to tremble violently, like the surface of water! Their heavy horseshoes sank deep into the mud, splashing up large amounts of blood and mud!
This pure, melee-destructive torrent of steel has a clear objective—to head straight for the core of the Excalibur's central army!
Like a flash flood, like a steel wall collapsing!
The heavy griffin flock, with its unparalleled inertia, crashed hard into the hastily regrouped Star of the Oath Knights.

Snap! Pfft! Crash—! ! !
A deafening roar erupted instantly, a mixture of metal twisting, bones shattering, and energy shields breaking apart!

The foremost knights, upon contact with the half-griffin's breastplate and horse armor covered by its heavy ramming horns, shattered like fragile glass the instant they came into contact with it! Shield-wielding knights, shield and all, were sent flying backward like dolls struck by a catapult by the terrifying kinetic energy! Their gleaming bronze armor twisted and deformed before the sheer weight and speed, their soul flames flickering violently like candles in the wind, on the verge of extinction!
The half-griffin riders did not pause for a moment! Heavy flail hammers, massive lances, and sharp halberds, using the momentum of their charge, swung down like the scythe of death!
Bang! A knight who tried to block with his spear was smashed into twisted scrap metal and scattered aura by the half-griffin knight's flail warhammer!
*Swoosh!* Another knight was cleaved in half by the heavy halberd, his lower body turning into specks of light and dissipating, while his upper body remained in the posture of swinging his sword!
Crack! A spear aimed at the neck of the half-griffin was snapped in two by the thick, scaled neck of the half-griffin. Then, the huge griffin head with its hooked beak swung violently and bit down hard on the knight's shoulder armor. The terrifying bite force instantly tore the bronze armor apart, and the soul flame was torn apart and devoured!

The Half-Gryphon Knights were like a red-hot iron, forcefully plunging into solidified butter! With the most savage and violent methods, they tore a massive, bloody breach in the seemingly impregnable ranks of the Excalibur! Heavy hooves trampled the fallen remains of fallen heroes, a torrent of steel carrying a destructive hurricane, charging madly deeper into the ranks! Wherever they went, only shattered bronze, extinguished flames, and utter devastation remained!
"Now! All troops! Charge with the Half-Griffin Knights!" Su Li raised his warhammer high and roared for the final assault!
Seeing this overwhelming scene, the morale of the entire Black Forest Legion was instantly ignited to its peak!
"Kill!!!"

The dwarven warriors roared with deafening fury, as if injected with adrenaline, and pressed forward even more fiercely! The knights swung their warhammers like windmills, smashing away the shields that blocked their path!
The fate of the Excaliburs was simply a repeat of itself.

Faced with this situation, Holy Knight Edgar Roland showed no anger whatsoever. Instead, he laughed excitedly, his mirror image exuding an aura of dominance over a thousand troops: "Good, very good! Indeed, the student has surpassed the master! Then let me personally test your strength. If you can last for an hour, I will consider you qualified!"

(End of this chapter)