The two armies collided, with the Defender Knights’ Rock Shields clashing against the weapons in the hands of the front-line Inquisitors, and then exploding. The shattered rock spikes, forming a spear, pierced through the gaps in the Inquisitors’ weapons and made contact with their bodies.

This was a technique that the Dreya Knights had learned spontaneously after being promoted to Defenders. In an instant during the charge, they would shatter the edges of their tower shields, turning the powerful impact of the charge into violent Rock Bombs.

The front ranks of the Inquisitors were knocked down in an instant and then trampled by groups of Defender Knights.

Mr. Irene’s magical assistance nearly rendered both nations’ warriors immune to magic. Dreya’s rock armor and the elusive Liveser Cannon Arrows put the Inquisitor Knights at a disadvantage.

However, the physical fitness of the Inquisitor Knights was just too good. Years of warfare experience allowed the Inquisitors to change their attack method in an instant. They stopped using magic attacks and instead used Divine Arts to enhance their physical combat capabilities. Entering shadows and healing Divine Arts also allowed them to quickly reverse the losing trend.

The Mage Cannons were ineffective. Those Inquisitors who had been in the rear ranks became Magical Beast Warriors like the front ranks, capable of both attacking and defending, and they healed one another as well.

The fierce charges of the Defenders tore through their formations, only to find that in the melee, they could not inflict significant damage to the Paladins on a large scale. The previously devastating charges only scratched the surface like a blunt knife cutting meat.

The speed of the Defender Knights decreased, and so did their attacking power. Relying on their strong defenses, they could indeed withstand the Inquisitors’ strikes, but individually, they were also unable to deal with them.

Engaging in a chaotic battle was pointless. It would only give the Inquisitors, whose formation had been torn apart, a chance to regroup.

A decision was made on the spot. Leaving behind dozens of Inquisitor Knights’ corpses, the armies of both nations pulled away from the Legion of Holy Light.

The only chance for victory was to charge, charge, and charge again.

Over and over, the charges tore at the Inquisitors’ formation, gradually whittling down the army of Holy Light.

The charge, intended to be a decisive strike, had become the only effective way to attack. As the Dreya and Liveser warriors lamented the strength of the Holy Light, they could not help but feel a secret delight.

The Inquisitor Knights were not tough enough.

As the church’s external force of judgment, the Inquisitor Legion was an all-rounder, and being all-rounders meant they were good-for-nothings. They had no specialized skills. This meant that when their limited methods were ineffective, they could not block the Defenders’ charges and could only stand and watch as this group of rock turtles tore them apart again and again.

The armies of both nations saw hope for victory. The Inquisitor Knights were also making adjustments, and the Legion of Holy Light was retreating towards the Dreya Kingdom.

"Stop them! Keep charging! Warriors of Dreya, do not let the filthy Holy Light get close to our homeland!" Who knew what they would do!

The attacks of the Defenders became increasingly fierce, and the Inquisitor Knights continuously fell behind. Algernon’s expression was also constantly twisting.

They had been careless; the enemy was much stronger than they had imagined. Lifting his head, he looked at the magic pillar shooting straight up into the sky on the distant hillside, with a gloomy expression on his face. If it weren’t for that Legion Strategist Mage, the Inquisitors would not have fallen into such a dire state.

Now, even the survival of the Inquisitor Legion was at risk. They had no solutions for the king’s army and could only figure out a way to reach Dreya, either to stop the losses with buildings or wait for reinforcements.

Once again, Algernon raised his arm, holding up his shield, ready to face a new charge. The Inquisitors were facing exhaustion. They believed in the sure victory of the Holy Light, but their bodies were giving out first.

Watching the rock tower shields that were closing in, Algernon fell into a trance. This time, how many more comrades would fall.

"Algernon! Scatter!" A voice appeared directly in his mind, with no source, like an illusion.

Inquisitor Knights would not believe in a voice that mysteriously appeared in their minds, for it often came with corrupt and deceitful whispers.

But now, Legion Commander Algernon found the voice incredibly beautiful, full of vigorous life.

"Scatter! Brothers!"

"Our reinforcements have arrived!"

"It’s the Legion of the Fourth Angel!"

In the blink of an eye, the enemies in front of the Defender Knights changed color. Among the gaps of the grim Dark Knights, there appeared knights as resplendent as the blazing sun, holding dazzling Light Shields, like the sun rising from the horizon.

"Fire Bath! Purify the land, deploy!"

The burning flames erupted on the battlefield, the wave of heat colliding with massive rock shields.

The Legion of Holy Light withstood the attack.

This time, neither side gained an advantage.

Behind the shield, the Fire Bath warriors, their bodies ignited by flames, glanced at the Slayers of Darkness behind them.

"Algernon, my brother, it has been ten years. You’ve become quite wretched." 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Tsk, Algernon, combed his disheveled hair back behind his head.

"You’ve brought only so few men? Frey."

The Guardian Legion, led by Frey, brought only three legions, including three Fire Bath commanders.

"I wasn’t aware we were coming to fight, and besides, you’ve been dealt quite the blow, the rest of the legions along with His Grace Raphael are still en route; we are but messengers," Frey eyed the distant troops warily, "To think the human forces still have such a formidable army that gave you lot, with eyes on top of your heads, a hard time, it’s no small feat."

"A blessing? Is that it?" Frey raised his palm, and the Fire Bath’s burning seeds ignited upon the Guardian.

"You’ve sealed their abilities?" Without those blessings, these traitors of the Holy Light would be as vulnerable as ants.

The restless flames on Frey’s body mirrored his current mood.

Unable to seal, it’s the royal power of the human race, approved by Holy Light as the power of justice," Frey turned to look at Algernon, "I know the Inquisitors are impetuous and prone to stirring trouble, but damn it, one’s body could carry dozens of blessings, all of them royal power!!!"

"What the hell did you all DO!!!"

"Defying the world???!!!"

"See that bunch on the slope?" Algernon pointed towards Lyle and the others, "They are a group of dead former kings. They are dead men crawling on the outside, the desecrated power of royalty."

"How does that saying go? The dead should stay in their graves. Now that you’re here, I intend to put that into practice."

The Guardian Legion, the Shield of Holy Light, experts in direct confrontation, the vanguard in siege warfare.

Facing the Defenders who were tough nuts to crack, the Fire Bath were well matched against them.

As one would expect, the Inquisitor Legion didn’t hesitate to plagiarize the abilities of their brother legion.

Including their collective consciousness network.

[Damn you, the disgrace of Holy Light! Don’t contaminate our sacred collective network with your filthy souls! If it weren’t for the church’s command, we Guardians would flatten you!]

[Cut the crap, who wants your queer network. Damn it, hundreds of big men chatting spiritually all day, you’ve no need for wives anymore. Don’t disrupt us with your disgusting collective consciousness! Inquisitors, to our own subsidiary network! If we merge with these queers’ spirits, even our last sanctuary will be tainted.]

Unlike the opposition between the armies, the two commanders conversed quite amiably.

Algernon looked at Frey.

"How about it, if you want to win, this is the only way."

"The method is good, but what about the frontline? We still have too few Guardians."

"But the defense is sufficient, we are the key to victory."