The sky is falling - for those soldiers who are still standing on the battlefield, 'the sky is falling'!

The monster that looked like a black mist descended from the sky, and although it wasn't fast, it was what really scared them.

They were dying, they knew they were going to die, but they weren't going to die right away, they felt their bodies stiffen, they weren't their own bodies anymore, they couldn't control their bodies, it was like their souls and bodies had been separated.

Fear simmers in their minds, but their bodies don't react, and even a simple 'shiver' can't do it.

They couldn't feel their bodies, and now their senses were numb, and looking up at the sky for long periods of time would make their necks ache — as they should be — but they didn't feel anything at the moment.

What could be more painful than watching yourself die slowly, but you can't do anything about it?

Their bodies stiffened, and they could only watch in despair as the monster slowly fell, pain and fear were often not independent, they were like twin sons, and every time one of them appeared, the other half would follow.

They're going crazy!

Because fear is so deep in their hearts, they are close to madness.

Not only the soldiers of the royal army, but also the soldiers of the Sorrowful Wind Collar felt the pain, but luckily, several knights woke them up.

"What are you doing? Do you want to die here?"

Standing on the back of the Earth Dragon, Knight Rodrigo shouted loudly, "You are the soldiers of the Sorrowful Wind Leader, and the courage to fight to the death against those monsters in the Black Forest?"

"This monster—" Knight Rodrigo looked up and sneered, "you're afraid of such a thing!

He pounded his breastplate with his fist, "Tell me!

"What are you afraid of?!"

Hearing Knight Rodrigo's command, the soldiers of the Tempest Leader were furious, the flames of anger burning in their chests, and the blood gushing out.

They 'recaptured' their bodies, so they yelled, "We, fearless!!"

"My soldiers, my warriors!"

At the right time, the voice of Krylov III sounded, startling the soldiers.

For they had just heard the words of the Marquis of Elfaro, and now their king had spoken as well...... They were afraid, afraid that the order given to them by Krylov III was to 'stop the enemy and buy time for the king's retreat'.

However, Krylov III 'disappointed' them, or rather, made them feel 'hope'!

"Listen, I am your king, and I will fight side by side with you—"

Krylov III's words resounded through the sky, making everyone stunned, as did the soldiers who could not move their bodies.

Their bodies couldn't make any movements, but they felt as if a light had entered their minds!

Breaking through the gloom, through the darkness, the king – His Majesty the King who made them truly feel 'adored' at this moment – shattered all the darkness that had cast a shadow over them.

In this moment, they are no longer panicked, no longer trembling, they have real peace!

At this moment, they regained control of their bodies, but they could only twist their stiff and sore necks and turn back to look at the 'King Majesty' who had taken the lead.

At this moment, they also seem to have become fearless, and 'courage' sprouts from their hearts...... No, they got 'courage' from their King Majesty!

At this moment, they ...... In the melting mood!

"I am Krylov III, I am your king!"

The horses galloped, and Krylov III took a deep breath in the wind to get the few oxygen available, so his voice was also choppy.

However, how can the momentum of one man and one horse, the momentum of charging with the army, be affected by these things?

"I brought you out, I can't bring you all back, but—"

Krylov III rushed to the battlefield, behind the ranks of the royal army.

He put down the Signal Stone, which he didn't need anymore, so he raised his staff again.

"How can I abandon you at such a time?!"

Krylov III roared, sparks swirling above the staff, then condensed into a fireball.

He raised his staff, and in vain he launched the fireball, which slammed into the monster's body, to no avail, and even angered the monster.

"Ah!!!!h

The monster's scream rang out again, but this time, it didn't affect the soldiers.

It's moving, the soldiers are already moving, they're moving again!

Last time, fear triumphed over will, and this time, their will triumphed over fear!

"Soldiers, follow me!"

Krylov III's mind was blank, he didn't know what he was going to do now, he couldn't imagine that as a mage and a king, he would rush straight to the battlefield with a hot head, it was really funny......

"Spread out on both sides!"

At this moment, the voice of the Marquis of Aroela reached the ears of every soldier through the Messenger Stone.

Krylov III also heard it, and he looked back with some surprise, but it was too far away for him to see anything.

He didn't see the Marquis of Aroela refusing the nobles' pleas to 'evacuate', sitting tall on horseback, looking out over the battlefield.

"Why?" the nobles panicked, and they asked the 'Father of the Queen', "Why?!"

"It's like Your Majesty was a king before he was a mage—"

Just now, these nobles let themselves 'think carefully', and even moved out of the identity of 'mage', so that he could 'think calmly', and not blindly and impulsively follow the 'stupid' Krylov III......

Marquis Aroela grinned and smiled fiercely: "Lao Tzu was also a soldier before he became a mage!"

Then, like Krylov III, he spurred his horse and "charged!!

This time, there was no one to accompany him, however, he also resolutely launched a charge!

Krylov III didn't know what it meant to be 'those who have attained the Tao have much help and those who have lost the Tao have little help', but he got the help of the Marquis of Aroela and knew what to do next.

"Spread out on both sides!" roared Krylov III, and at this moment, he evoked the blood and ambition of the past!

At this moment, he is admired and adored by all the soldiers, this is him, this is him!

He is Krylov III, and he is about to become a 'great king'!

Having received the order of Krylov III, the soldiers immediately carried out this order and scattered to the sides with their wounded comrades.

At that moment, Floys Oak also appeared, standing directly below the monster, looking up at the monster that appeared to be made up of black mist.

'It' is huge, and its strength should be very strong, but on the other hand, 'it' is also very flawed.

If 'it' is given some time to grow, then this flaw is no longer a flaw, but unfortunately, there is not much time left for 'it' to grow, and since its birth, 'it' has been hated by the world.

It is the natural enemy of all life, and even the world will hate it.

Because 'it' is an evil thing, the old mage doesn't intend to let 'it' continue to exist!

Its body was so large that there was not enough time left for the soldiers, and eventually some of the soldiers were devoured by it......

A soldier was pushed by his comrade on his back, staggered out of the line of 'death', and when he turned back, there was only a black mist left in his eyes, and there was no more figure.

And, this is not an isolated case!

The wounded soldiers gave their comrades a chance to live, and the delayed death 'finally' befell them......

The old mage was also swallowed up by the thick fog.