I, the Masked Swordsman, started my journey through a Lostbelt.

Bagst roared and swung the chains.

The blue flame chains wrapped around her left arm pierced Moss.

These resolved Morse did not vanish into thin air, but were absorbed into the chains as if they were being absorbed.

They transformed into pure magic, becoming food for Bagst.

"Report! Lord Bagst! A human has jumped off the city wall! That human..."

"Why should I be informed of such trivial human matters! The most urgent task now is to have the First and Second Units withdraw in the opposite direction, and disperse the attraction of the Morse swarm as much as possible!"

"yes--!!"

Bagst's shout silenced his men.

The current situation is extremely urgent.

One human being is somewhat superfluous to them.

The commotion created by the two groups of troops successfully attracted some of Morse's attention.

This is just a drop in the ocean for the front line.

Once the remaining Morse swarms break through, they can rely on their numerical advantage to continuously accumulate and thus directly cross the city wall.

When that time comes, the battle lines will collapse.

The whole of Salisbury will be plunged into chaos.

Is there really no other way?!

Now that things have come to this... all I can do is try to turn the horns into a sword...

Boom!

Before she could think about it any further...

Several golden bolts of lightning crashed down from the sky, their thunderous force sending chills down one's spine.

Bagst came to his senses.

She noticed that the lightning struck the direction of the city wall.

When did Morse acquire the ability to manipulate lightning...? Isn't that something only King Morse could do?

Could it be that a new king has been born in Morse?!

Upon realizing this, Bagst was startled.

In the thousandth year of the Queen's calendar, the fairies paid a heavy price to kill King Moth.

The previous patriarch of the Fang clan died in that battle.

Bagst immediately abandoned his horse and ran towards the city gate.

Horses would be torn apart by Moss Chaos; she could carve a bloody path with just her sword.

She is the most powerful fairy, Aya.

After breaking in, they continuously devoured Moss using their magical properties, but their numbers far exceeded Bagst's expectations.

Even a slight mishap could allow someone to take advantage of your vulnerability.

This is the terrifying aspect of the Morse Tide.

"Hmph! Morse is nothing! He's not worth mentioning!"

Bagst swung his flaming sword.

Moss that came near her was consumed by the blue flames.

When she came to her senses, none of her fairy subordinates were left by her side, and the King Morse she believed in never appeared.

Boom!

And there it was again, that golden thunder.

Bagst immediately cleaved a path through the Moss Group.

Finally, she found the source of the lightning.

But that wasn't the so-called King Morse, but a ruthless swordsman who used his superb swordsmanship to kill Morse.

In the pitch-black battlefield engulfed by Morse.

I don't know how to say it.

The fairy girl who longed for the path of a knight met Du Wei, a true knight, by chance.

This was an extremely accidental encounter on the battlefield.

...divide...line...

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Not...King Morse...?

Bagst looked puzzled when he saw Du Wei.

She had never heard of this warrior in golden armor.

Could he be a warrior from some clan?

Du Wei was slightly surprised to see Bagst.

He also had no idea why the other person was there.

However, there is no extra time on the battlefield.

Du Wei put his questions back in his mind.

The Sword of Domination is inserted into the driver, gathering energy and preparing to unleash its power.

He pulled the trigger several times in succession.

"【Commander Draws His Sword! Hedgehog Aranjina!!】"

The moment the Sword of Domination was pulled from the driver, it shone brightly.

Du Wei's sword tip pointed to the sky, unleashing a thunderous roar that ripped through the heavens.

Countless golden spikes formed in an instant, followed by a barrage of attacks that swept across the land like a torrential downpour.

The spot where Bagst stood was exactly where Morse was most numerous.

Du Wei didn't expect that she would be affected as well.

Just in case, he had Clara evacuate the fairies early on.

I never expected Bagst to step onto the battlefield.

"【Two-book slash! Thunder!!】"

Du Wei swung his sword, drawing a beautiful arc.

The ejected current surged through the Morse code, launching a double attack along with the falling lightning rods.

A moment later, the battlefield fell silent.

Jin Lei roamed the battlefield, which reeked of acrid burning.

The explosion, powerful enough to alter the terrain, left behind a trail of devastation, turning the surrounding area into a sea of ​​fire, from which echoes of agonizing screams resounded.

Bagst was covered in scorched mud.

This was from the aftershocks of the lightning hitting her.

Fortunately, as a clan of the Fangs, their defenses were not weak, and they did not suffer fatal damage in the aftershocks of the explosion.

If the attack converges on one point and targets her.

That wouldn't be so simple.

Recalling the overwhelming and thunderous offensive just now.

Bagst couldn't help but feel a little more apprehensive.

At the same time, I couldn't help but wonder who the Golden Knight was, that he possessed such formidable martial arts skills.

If such a warrior has appeared before.

She couldn't possibly not know.

"What an unreasonable and ruthless fighting style. It seems they understand why they had to send the fairy back to town... Judging from the fighting style alone, it suits my taste quite well."

Bagst once again swept away the state of the battlefield.

Within a hundred meters, there were craters left by lightning rods, and the residual current could still be vaguely seen.

The remaining Morse was almost completely mutilated and on the verge of death.

If the fairy soldiers had been allowed to remain on the battlefield, they would have suffered the same fate as Morse.