The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?! Chapter 587 - 587 458 The Black Knight Army Arrives2

587: Chapter 458 The Black Knight Army Arrives_2 587: Chapter 458 The Black Knight Army Arrives_2 “Really?” the woman asked, skeptical.

She trusted in the powerful Golden Claw·Quik, of course, but when she thought of her brother, she couldn’t see what was so special about the legion that would have Ska join.

The requirents seed too low, even Ska had to join.

“Sir!

The Red Kite reinforcents have arrived!” soone approached rapidly, their face alight with excitent, as if they had breathed a sigh of relief.

The Red Kite Magic Cannon Group boasted a group of Orcs with the title “Iron Gall.” It was said that the group’s leader was a believer of the chanical God Cult’s Rhinox School, and managing to get such a team of powerhouses to co to their aid ant they could definitely hold out for a longer ti.

“Sir, the Blue Shark rcenaries are here too!”

“I hope we can hold out this ti,” Golden Claw·Quik said, his face etched with worry.

The enemy this ti was truly more terrifying than any they had faced before; numbers alone wouldn’t guarantee victory.

But ti waits for no one.

“Hold the line and counterattack at any mont!” He couldn’t possibly order an offensive; with a well-built defense, they could hold out a little longer, but if they launched an attack, they would be like turtles shedding their shells, only dying faster.

Like needles scattered by the sun, beams of light burst forth from the other side of the Gravel Mountain Range, sweeping across the vast distance towards the army at the Gravel Mountain Range.

Each beam was as thick as three to five n.

When the beams smashed into the ground, they splattered a liquid that engulfed everything it touched and easily pierced through the defensive walls constructed by the resistance, leaving deep pits where they crashed into the ground, angled and skewed.

The deafening explosions and the cries of shock from behind the lines marked the official start of the war.

The defensive line collapsed on cue, with dust tumbling amidst the soaring flas.

Those at the very front who were touched by the flas in an instant felt as if they were in purgatory, lting away.

Even if they didn’t die, they’d be buried under the massive rocks from the collapsing defenses.

When the defenses collapsed instantly, they finally saw what they were up against…

Magic Giant Statues, much smaller than the giant beasts, about five n tall, wrapped in magic.

A solitary magical rune ford an eye on their heads; it fluctuated when gathering energy, converging the air’s energy into a blue ring that contracted until it beca red, transforming it into a beam of light.

The sky was streaked with scorched red marks.

The suffocating heat still rolled and swirled around, and the sand that swept across their faces burnt like embers.

The Red Kite Magic Cannon Group leader realized in that mont that he had lost dozens of elite mbers and five magic cannons!

The attack from the Beast Tide had just begun, but they were already showing signs of crumbling.

The collapsing of the surrounding defensive lines continued, with death and screams unceasing.

A corpse was blasted away, rolling and crashing in front of the Red Kite Magic Cannon Group leader, its right leg already gone, clearly having been flung by the recent bombardnt.

“Damn it!

Red Kite Magic Cannon Group, fire!” the leader of the Magic Cannon Group bellowed, doubting if his roar could reach everyone’s ears in the chaos, but they had to retaliate.

The counterattack had already begun!

Golden Claw·Quik, carrying a blade, made his way through the battle lines.

A trench had beco a temporary shelter for the severely wounded, packed with limbless n, their armor completely obscured by blood, making it impossible to discern which forces they belonged to, or even to identify so charred figures’ races.

Now, it no longer mattered which forces were which; everyone’s fates were tied to this battle.

They would either hold on or die.

“How is it going?” Golden Claw·Quik asked.

A subordinate reported, “The Red Kite Magic Cannon Group is still safe, they’ve successfully brought down a Magic Giant Statue.

The lee troops have also engaged and launched a charge, but they can only hold back this wave of attacks at most.”

Golden Claw·Quik looked towards the chaos in the distance.

The warriors seed very fragile amidst the onslaught of the Beast Tide.

“There are too many of them,” his subordinate said helplessly, “Although we have the Red Kite Magic Cannon Group and the Blue Sharks, their Magic Giant Statues’ range and power can hit the gates of the Eternal Sumr Nest!”

Golden Claw·Quik nodded reluctantly.

If there were only giant beasts and no Magic Giant Statues, perhaps they could have held out longer, maybe even managed to barely repel the Beast Tide.

The Red Kite Magic Cannon Group was his trump card; inviting these guys was not easy, but now, the Magic Cannon Group was still not enough…

Golden Claw·Quik looked at the multitude of corpses ahead, at the Beasts that were at least three to five tis bigger than the warriors, and fury surged within him.

“Keep holding on!” he stated, that’s all he could say, “We absolutely can’t give up!

The Magic Giant Statues are powerful, but their attack frequency isn’t high, and they seem to focus on destroying our defenses, definitely to clear a path for the giant beasts.”

By now, Golden Claw·Quik had realized that this Beast Tide attack wasn’t a mindless rampage by the giant beasts, nor was it for basic reasons like hunting.

Soone was directing it from behind the scenes.

The mastermind behind the scenes attempted a full-scale invasion, seeking to collapse their ranks, ensnaring everyone in a single sweep…The adversary sought not just to win, but to achieve a resounding victory with total annihilation!

A soul-shaking bombardnt created a death storm that swept through every corner, as bloodthirsty behemoths dragged warriors one by one into a battlefield where everything could be reduced to ashes.

Purgatory was gradually devouring the land underfoot.

Retirent was no longer an option.

“Attack!” Golden Claw·Quik could no longer stand idly by, he had to show the enemy that he was far from spent.

The warriors looked at him, their blood-red eyes ignited with rage.

“If you want victory, if you wish to trample us, you’ll have to step over my dead body!

Co on!”

Thousands of giant beasts, shrouded in billowing black smoke that blotted out the sun, charged forward.

Golden Claw·Quik, with his great sword in hand, looked towards the unstoppable storm ahead, his indomitable spirit of defiance kindled a smile on his face despite the overwhelming odds.

He was determined to fight until the last mont.

Since victory was unattainable, he would embrace death with honor.

The air was repeatedly torn apart by the opposing sides’ cannons and beams, making breathing difficult.

Even the occasional fragnts of air that made it to one’s nose and mouth felt like scorching the windpipe, stinging the nerves.

“Boom—” An explosion landed at Golden Claw·Quik’s feet; although he reacted quickly, he was still flipped over onto the ground.

Stone debris whirled with flas, creating a shower of fire that spread from the ground.

Fortunately, the blast had a limited range, only a few warriors were pulverized.

Golden Claw·Quik struggled to his feet, his ears ringing, head spinning, barely able to sense the burning air through his flaring nostrils.

He persevered, and as a blue-haired Flying Dragon with bull horns and wings approached, he leapt up with his sword, cutting through the “roof” created by the plump body of the creature, then rolled as he landed on the ground.

The blue-haired Flying Dragon crashed to the ground, further damaging the already crumbling defensive line and ceased moving after a few convulsions.

Golden Claw·Quik, using his sword as a support, shook his head to clear the buzzing in his ears.

Ahead, there were not only giant beasts but also formidable Magic Giant Statues.

He focused his vision and saw the Blue Shark Army—known as the blue sharks of the desert—getting ripped apart in collisions with the Magic Giant Statues.

They fought fiercely, but their swords could hardly breach the Magic Defense of the statues, only the leader of the Blue Shark Army was putting up a stout resistance with his formidable strength.

The battlefield beca increasingly blurred in Golden Claw·Quik’s eyes; he forced himself to stay alert.

Suddenly, a distinct voice carried over from the battle noise.

“I always said having several Teleportation Magic coordinates handy would be useful.

Otherwise, when would we ever get here on foot?”

Golden Claw·Quik imdiately looked up towards the source of the voice.

A figure in a Ghost Cloak plumted from the sky like a teor, striking the head of a Magic Giant Statue.

The Azure Soul Blade in their hand easily pierced through the head of the statue.

The Magic Giant Statue crumbled to pieces.

Such an effortless annihilation of a Magic Giant Statue on first appearance.

Despite the armor becoming more complex and intricate, the cloak teeming with ghosts erging from within it could not be mistaken by anyone.

The Black Knight!

Golden Claw·Quik breathed a sigh of relief.

Behind the Black Knight, the Ghost Cloak billowed, and spectral soldiers burst forth, ignoring any physical attacks from the giant beasts.

They sward like a tide of ants, devouring one behemoth after another.

The counterattack from the Black Knight Army had begun.