A terrifying power was converging with the charge of the Golden Tent Army, ten phantoms appeared above their legion and then became increasingly solid, finally turning into a nearly real existence as if they were real.
These phantoms were images of the Tukan people charging on horseback. They had a giant size, just standing there made them almost as tall as Mosantiel City's walls, not to mention that they were riding warhorses matching their body type.
Therefore, they looked even taller than Mosantiel City, holding huge knight lances in their hands, and with the synchronized sound of the Golden Tent Army's hooves, they rumbled towards Mosantiel City.
For ordinary people to charge and hit city walls, it's like an egg hitting a rock.
But it's different when it's a highly condensed elemental body.
This kind of situation, where a group of knights charging triggers magic, was unheard of even to the well-traveled Laiserman witches.
