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Chapter 121 - Dungeon Competition [3]

Rumble.

The ground shook as the Holy Knights and the Militia charged down the slope.

From my vantage point on the cliff, it looked like a white spear piercing a black ocean.

Commander Valen was a force of nature. He didn't just cut soldiers; he blasted them. Every swing of his sword released a wave of Divine Force, sending Imperial soldiers flying like ragdolls.

"Die, heretics!"

Valen was a whirlwind of golden light.

Bardon and his militia followed in his wake, screaming war cries, using the confusion to butcher the Imperial flank.

But the enemy numbers were too great.

"Commander! The Mages!" Bardon screamed, parrying a spear thrust.

The massive fireball on the enemy platform was pulsating. It was ready to launch.

The Imperial Mages sneered, looking down at the charging knights.

"Foolish rebels! Burn!"

The Lead Mage raised his staff to trigger the spell.

'Not today.'

I exhaled.

[Skill: Marksmanship Lv. 8] [Skill: Breath Control] [Item Effect: Eagle Eye Scope]

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