This chaos was the result of Ghislain’s special training regimen. After hearing from Ziko about the undead traps, he saw it as a rare opportunity for an intense battle. Opportunities like these, he believed, should not go to waste.

Despite everyone's objections, Ghislain pushed forward with his plan, leaving Deneb and Kyle to face hundreds of undead on their own.

Grrrrraaah!

The undead, pushed back by the soldiers, turned their aggression toward Deneb and Kyle as they drew near. Now surrounded by undead and their own allies, the pair had no choice but to fight for their lives.

Thwack! Smash! Crack!

The undead fell rapidly, a testament to how much Deneb and Kyle had improved compared to their earlier days.

Nodehill’s knights stood nearby, cutting down any undead that approached the soldiers. Ghislain had allowed this level of assistance, but no more.

While undead were falling left and right, Ghislain and Julien had already broken through the front lines of the undead and approached Basilude.

Watching the two approach, Basilude’s expression twisted in shock.

“W-what is this?!”

He had stationed over a hundred undead between him and the enemy. Yet, these two had cut through them far too quickly.

The strangest part was how carelessly they fought. Rather than properly destroying the undead, they simply shoved them aside and charged forward.

One of them was even a mage.

“You insolent fools!”

Basilude raised his hand, conjuring a massive barrier of twisted branches in front of him. It was an impenetrable wall that even seasoned knights would struggle to cut through. At the same time, his hands began to glow with the aura of dark magic.@@novelbin@@

“You’ll regret ever challenging me!”

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