Academic gathering with Lich colleagues

"We will devour all evil. We are the Legion of Judges. We will wipe them out, all of them!"

As Algernon's ultimatum echoed across the battlefield, beams of light shone from the Judge Knights, and the legendary Legion became a source of terror for mortals. The deadly pressure nearly caused rangers and knights to drop their weapons; the darkness beneath the light almost froze their blood.

The primal fear was enough to make most people faint, and most of Devonella's troops had already knelt down, their eyes closed, praying for divine forgiveness.

Kayla watched the nightmarish army rushing forward; it was as if a nightmare had come true. Lewesser had absolutely no chance of struggling.

"Take up your bows, how can the children of the forest slacken their guard!" A roar, tinged with clarity, echoed in everyone's ears.

That voice, so familiar to Kayla, was also a voice familiar to the older generation of rangers in Lewes. Surprised and expectant, the rangers of Lewes looked towards the hills not far away.

The rolling hills almost met the sunlight, creating a blinding glare. As the light dimmed, a figure appeared atop the hills, looking down at the crowd.

He had an aged face, with wrinkled skin that framed hawk-like eyes. He wore a magnificent Lewesser-style winged cloak and held an exaggerated silver bow. An olive branch crown bound his thick hair, bringing a touch of reason to this wild man.

"It is His Majesty Echer Lewesser! Our founder! Our revered late king!!!!"

"The King of Rangers has been resurrected!!!!!"

"The King must have sensed Lewes's danger! The King has come to save us!!!"

Having been prepared all along, Toh, beaming with joy, relayed the news of the late king's resurrection to the entire Lewes crew.

Lewesser saw hope again!

Like the sound of tender shoots sprouting, each of the Lewesser Rangers was bathed in a pale green glow, including Kayla herself. She looked in amazement at the power in her hands and felt her body no longer fatigued.

Every Lewesser Ranger felt connected to one another; they were no longer lost, their eyes sharpened, and they surpassed their former selves.

The founder is invincible; this saying is deeply etched in the hearts of every wandering knight.

If Lyle were here, he would be making the same sound as Algernon.

"The power of the community."

The majestic king issued his decree.

"Kayla, my successor! Behold, this is our power!"

"King's Power, Ghost Hunter!"

Lewesser Ranger has disappeared.

As if they had never existed, even the ranger who had been restrained by the Drea Knights vanished into thin air in an instant, leaving the knights stunned.

The ranger had fled—that was the first thought of the Drea Knights, though it was quickly shattered by the whistling of arrows. Those arrows shot from the void, grazing the armor of the Drea Knights and reducing Devonleyra's legion to dust.

"Crossbow...ballista." Enemies hit by the arrows exploded due to the enormous impact. Some Derya knights were only grazed by a few feathers, and deep scratches appeared on their armor.

For some reason, no Lewesser Ranger attacked the Draian Knights, giving the Draian a chance to be fearful.

And jealousy.

"Bastards! Why have these monkeys' former kings been resurrected and their armies strengthened? Why must we bear the brunt of the Holy Light alone!" Queen Lina Deria roared in exasperation. She didn't finish her thought, but Benjamin beside her already understood from her frustrated face.

Why haven't our ancestors been resurrected? Why are we still stuck in fear?

Benjamin raised his shield to face the judge, partly for defense and partly to cover his face.

He was too embarrassed to tell His Majesty the Queen.

Actually, we have one at home too.

Chapter 353 The Forgotten Kings

We have some at home too, and they'll be here soon.

Here, right now.

Heaven knows why, but the light on the horizon flashed twice, and another figure appeared right next to the proud King Lewesser.

The armor of King Dereia, buried alongside the late King Red, clearly revealed the identity of the person wearing it. Under the eager gaze of the Dereia knights, the King of Knights spoke.

“I once said, Derya, that we do not need walls.”

"Why? My knights."

The roar ignited the passion beneath the metal, "Because we are the walls of Derya! We are the sword and shield of the people!"

Reed removed his helmet, revealing an aged face that resembled that of an enraged lion.

Tell me! How does Derya treat traitors! How does she treat the Holy Light!

The Dreyar knights raised their shields and lances.

"Follow the king's will!"

The thunderous sound of war drums resonated in the heartbeats of every Derya knight, except for Queen Lina, who stared in astonishment as her knights lined up in the most perfect military formation.

My dream has come true?

Lina is still the one who has been kept in the deepest hiding place.

“Very good!” Reed raised his hand, and black power began to shimmer within his iron gauntlet.

"The King's Power, the Defender!"

"Defender Knights! Ram them to death!"

On the armor of the Drea Knight, a glassy body, as if made of gold and stone, grew all over his body, like a large piece of crystal.

A massive tower shield appeared directly in front of them, like a city wall built in an instant.

The city wall began to move.

Without any acceleration, they reached their maximum speed in an instant, defying physics, and crashed into each other like a three-meter-high city wall.

It was like waves of rock on land, determined to shatter the holy light.

"Ghost Hunter, assist the defenders in the attack!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the Lewesser Ranger, who was once a mortal enemy, appeared directly on the charging defenders' horses, and terrifying ballistae covered the space above the city walls, bombarding down like rain.

Queen Lina, who was feeling the new power, only felt a weight behind her. Well, actually it wasn't heavy, just the weight of a falling leaf, but the knight in Defender form was very sensitive to her own body.

She heard a lively voice in her ear.

"Hello, Your Majesty Queen Lina, I am Keira Lewesser, Queen of the Kingdom of Lewesser. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Mr. Reed and my grandfather are friends, so can we be friends?"

"What did you say?" Queen Lina, who had not received any intelligence, displayed the normal reaction of a queen who had been self-reliant for more than ten years.

Although both Deria and the Kingdom of Lewesser have demonstrated their power, and this power now appears to be quite formidable.

However, in this world, shouting does not equate to fighting power.

The commander of the Judgment Legion, Algernon, gave a disdainful smile.

"The Judgement Legion, fourth-tier ability."

"Shadow Copy, Blazing Meteor".

A massive meteor shower, burning with blazing flames, crashed into the elite forces of both nations with the force of a natural disaster.

The saying goes well.

If you can't beat them, call for reinforcements.

As perhaps the best practitioner of this proverb in the world, Mr. Lyle Bouler never forgot the power of the masses.

“Mr. Raymond, we can’t count on him.”

"The other college bigwigs, who have absolutely no connection with us, have no enthusiasm for participating."

In fact, the best ally has already been determined.

Lyle looked at the black nanmu door in front of him, pushed it open and went inside. This time, the arrogant knight king, who was cold on the inside but warm on the inside, did not open the door for him.

Memories of Twilight, the gathering place of fallen kings, where Echer and Reid also belong in death. Though they now fight for their living offspring.

Death is the only connection here. Only when kings set aside their former arrogance can they share a room. And now, Lyle's goal is to stir up their mutual goodwill and get them to serve two human nations with whom they have no vested interest.

As soon as the door opened, Lyle heard a lively chatter.

Thankfully, they're all still here, perhaps enjoying some group activity. You see, ever since Lyle gave them the hungry flesh and blood, they've been spending more and more time out having fun; kings are always good at enjoying themselves.

As Lyle approached, Mr. Irian stood before a group of the dead, dressed in magnificent robes and wearing their crowns, as if attending some prestigious social event.

Still wearing a mask and dressed like a dead man, Mr. Irian extended an invitation to Lyle.

“Lyle, perfect timing. Lyle, we’re planning to attend a big event and we’d like to invite you to come along.”

Seeing the king's enthusiastic smile, Lyle smiled apologetically.

"I'm sorry, everyone, I have to decline your invitation, and I'm very sorry, I need to interrupt your activities."

"Please help me, please help Mr. Echer and Mr. Reid. We need the help of Twilight Memories."

"The kingdoms of Lewesser and Echer are in crisis. I implore you all to lend a helping hand."

As Lyle bowed repeatedly, some people's expressions turned cold.

Irene raised her hand to stop everyone from speaking and looked at Lyle.

"Mr. Lyle, everyone in Twilight Memories is a friend..."

“I understand, Mr. Irian. I know it’s a bit underhanded of me to ask for help in the name of a friend, but I’m sorry, I have no choice but to do so. I have no offer in return for your help.”

"Lyle, you could have done it. You gave us hungry flesh and blood, allowing us to be reborn..."

"That's a gift, not a condition for asking for help, but I still want to shamelessly ask for your help, ladies and gentlemen."

Irene's voice carried a hint of mockery, "Don't put yourself on a moral high ground, Lyle. It's lonely at the top."

He patted Lyle on the shoulder. "How about this, let's make a deal. If you agree to participate in our grand event, we, Twilight Memories, will grant your request and provide assistance, how about that?"

"Okay, sir."

“Very good, Lyle, let me teleport us to the event location first.”

After a series of churning sensations in his stomach, Lyle finally felt the ground beneath his feet.

A cool mist, a warm light behind.