Even the smallest abyss that splashes around is within the control of the Four Kings of Little Londo.

A strand of abyssal black sludge slips into the armor’s crevice like a mountain leech!

It doesn’t create any inappropriate bloody scene toward Dal, merely attaches its "body" to his skin.

Yet this single action causes Dal’s brave sword-swinging to halt abruptly, and he is then knocked to the ground by the black sludge, engaging in hand-to-hand combat.

"Damn it, so this won’t work either!"

Contamination by the abyss leads to unavoidable mental disorientation, a negative effect that cannot be ignored during battle.

The Fran Guard’s armor is specially designed to resist the splashing abyss, aiding people in defending against its corrosion, as long as they aren’t directly submerged within it.

But this strategy fails in front of the Four Kings of Little Londo who can manipulate the abyss with precision!

Even Tusi and the rebel army aren’t aware of this issue, as their choice is to constantly deploy magic barriers to resist the abyss, avoiding the splashing black sludge altogether.

The Fran Guard’s approach aims to conserve fighting qi and magic, demonstrating confidence in their own strength, but this led to downfall here.

At the moment Dal is ensnared by the abyss, the Four Kings of Little Londo immediately flash before him, without the slightest hesitation, swinging the blade at his chest.

The blood that splashes instantly tangles with the activated abyss, finally turning pure black.

Looking across the battlefield, many Fran Guards have succumbed similarly, and the Four Kings of Little Londo are targeting these individuals. When the Fran Guards show even a slight flaw, they are attacked mercilessly.

The Four Kings of Little Londo are fully engrossed in the battle before them. This might be the first time adventurers have caught their attention to such an extent, leading to a lack of focus on the surroundings.

"Protect your body with fighting qi, where are the mages, quickly help!"

The remaining Fran Guards immediately notice the unfavorable situation and quickly grasp the situation, activating fighting qi to protect their bodies, instantly isolating their skin from the abyss’s invasion.

But this intensifies the consumption of fighting qi, causing rapid accumulation of physical exhaustion.

The Fran Guards are defending against an abyss that seems never-ending, manipulated not to have any thoughts detrimental to the fight, yet their fatigue increases tangibly with the passage of time.

Ultimately, humans are made of flesh, not machines, in a complex battlefield, ensuring no errors is impossible.

When someone is critically injured due to a mistake, losing their ability to act, it means those depending on their relief to restore beneficial magic must continue standing upfront, hastily losing beneficial effects.

Moreover, the ten-minute barrier is approaching, even the effect of Wolf Blood declines with dwindling time. After surpassing ten minutes, even if Wolf Blood continues burning, its effectiveness greatly diminishes.

They need a breakthrough, a way to reclaim control of the battlefield’s rhythm.

However, Dal is grappling with enemy attacks while suffering abyssal infection, maintaining survival alone is formidable, expecting more is unrealistic.

Another who could take over leadership is targeted by the Four Kings of Little Londo due to errors, now embroiled in combat, unable to extricate themselves. The crowd wants to support but faces obstruction by a distant Four Kings of Little Londo controlling the abyss.

Unless someone can instantly teleport in front of that distant Four Kings of Little Londo, finishing them with a single stroke, the current situation cannot be resolved.

The Fran Guards will be exhausted!

"Ssss—"

An unusual sound rings out on the battlefield, for some reason drawing attention.

Everyone, even the monsters pressing in close combat, couldn’t help looking toward the source of the sound.

A sword pierces through the body of a Four Kings of Little Londo; judging by the sword’s shape, it’s precisely the Fran Greatsword of the frontline Fran Guard who was disarmed.

Wait, all fourteen Fran Guards are over here, then who backstabbed the Four Kings of Little Londo?

The answer is self-evident.

"Too many beneficial effects are really uncomfortable, are you fighting like this all the time...."

Tusi tightly grips the sword piercing the chest of the Four Kings of Little Londo, then grabs a dagger with the other hand, thrusting fiercely at the enemy’s head.

His eyes streaming with bloody tears, surface skin cracked and crossed... evidence of beneficial magic exceeding the body’s capacity!

"I really can’t learn from you all." 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

As the forgotten one on the battlefield, Tusi imitated the Fran Guards by casting numerous beneficial spells on himself, stealthily executing a spectacular backstab on the Four Kings of Little Londo.

Due to this unexpected critical blow, the abyss obstructing the Fran Guards suddenly subsided, liberating everyone.

The dagger in Tusi’s hand pierces the enemy’s flesh, only to fall to the ground in the next moment, as suddenly exploding pale armor pierces his body.