At the edge of Gwarga’s kingdom, just a few kiloters away from the huge walls that guarded its borders, a terrifying scene was unfolding.
A giant army of monsters, demons, and strange non-human creatures stretched across the land like a black sea. There were half a million of them—huge, muscular beasts with sharp claws, glowing eyes, and twisted weapons. Their growls and howls shook the air, making even the ground feel like it was trembling.
And in front of them… was a much smaller army. Barely ninety thousand human soldiers from Gwarga stood in a tight formation. They looked like ants facing a pack of lions. Most of them were young, nervous, and holding their weapons tightly. So even whispered prayers under their breath. Many knew the truth—that one strong monster could take down several human soldiers on its own.
In that sense, it was like Gwarga’s army was facing not half a million... but the strength of five million fighters.
At the front of the monster army stood a tall and fearso figure. His skin was dark grey, and he wore a clean, sharp double-breasted coat with black pants. His shoulders were broad, and his face looked like a horse’s—long and flat—with two small horns sticking out from his forehead.
He was Hover, the commander of this nightmare army.
He held a massive silver hamr, as big as an average human, resting it on his shoulder like it weighed nothing. His presence alone made many Gwargan soldiers swallow hard with fear.
On the other side, leading Gwarga’s army, was King Leonidas himself. He rode a strong black horse and wore royal armor glowing faintly with defensive magic. Sweat dripped down his neck as he looked at Hover in the distance.
“This is crazy… But I have to try,” Leonidas whispered to himself.
He raised his voice and called out, “I am Leonidas, King of Gwarga! I believe there must be so misunderstanding between us. How about we talk this out peacefully?”
Even as he spoke, he secretly activated his hidden power.
It was a quiet skill that slowly affected a person’s mind over ti, bending their thoughts without them even knowing it.
But Hover didn’t even blink. He simply shook his head and replied coldly, “There is no misunderstanding. I am a warrior with pride. I’m giving you ten seconds to prepare yourselves. After that… we attack.”
His voice was deep and emotionless, and it echoed like thunder over the field.
The soldiers behind Leonidas began to panic. So gripped their swords tighter, others looked around with fear in their eyes. Hover’s calm threat crushed their courage like a hamr breaking stone.
Leonidas’s heart sank. “Tch... I knew it wouldn’t work,” he muttered. “Silent Manipulation needs more ti to slowly change soone’s heart…
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