The horns blew a long, resonant call.
Except for the Black Stone Knight Order, which had to remain stationed at the northeastern border of the Jade Swamp, every main military unit in the territory was mobilized.
The heavy footsteps of the Mammoth Giant Beasts sent tremors through the earth. Earth Dragons pawed restlessly at the ground as their Knights gripped the reins tightly, soothing their agitated mounts.
In the sky above, a vast formation of Griffin Knights and Pegasus Knights blotted out the morning sun. The wind from their beating wings converged into an unseen torrent.
Raylo's objective was clear: the Black King. Now that the conflict with the overlord of the Black Stone Mountain Range had begun, he would use the swiftest sword and the most ruthless means to sever the claws it extended toward him.
By the time the grand army reached the Northern Border, a black tide of Demons had already spilled forth from the mountain pass.
Jackal-Wolf Folk, Kobolds, Ogres…
