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Chapter 147 Opening the Army Formation, Charging into the Blood Mist

Shen Yun Forest, outer boundary.

At this moment, the sky was shrouded in an ominous leaden gray.

On the vast plains, thousands of cavalrymen gathered like a tide.

The clanging of armor and the thunderous sound of horses' hooves seemed to shake the very earth.

The moonlight danced on their sharp weapons, gleaming with a chilling light.

This is a well-trained and highly motivated legion, poised to unleash its full power, seemingly capable of tearing everything apart.

Amidst this vast army, a general clad in magnificent armor stood proudly.

He is the garrison commander, Ollie!

Ollie exuded an aura of authority without being angry.

Every pattern on the armor reveals an extraordinary status and honor.

"Governor, the source of the disaster lies ahead."

A scout rode up at full speed, his voice tinged with urgency and awe.

Ollie pointed into the distance, where a thick, almost solidified cloud of blood mist was slowly spreading.

It devoured all life around it.

As if they were messengers from hell, announcing the arrival of the end times.

Upon hearing this, Ollie nodded slightly, his sharp eyes seemingly able to pierce through layers of mist and gaze directly at the core of the blood mist.

A meaningful smile curled at the corners of his lips, and the greedy light in his eyes intensified.

It was as if they had already foreseen their glorious victory in this battle.

And the ensuing promotion and coronation, the unparalleled glory.

"Governor, I think it would be best not to advance rashly."

Upon seeing this, the deputy envoy stepped forward to offer advice.

"snort!"

Ollie snorted coldly.

"I made a pledge to the commander of the Guardian Knights to capture it today. Are you asking me to disobey orders if I go back now?"

"I dare not"

Upon hearing this, the deputy envoy hurriedly replied.

"snort!"

Ollie snorted coldly.

He had been stationed on the outskirts for many years and was long tired of this desolate wilderness.

Why are those knights allowed to stay in the capital, and even in some of the most prosperous areas, living a life of luxury?

But he insists on guarding this dilapidated frontier.

In this place where there's nothing, we'll suffer!

His strength is clearly not bad.

It's no exaggeration to say that he's no less capable than Arsen, the leader of the Guardian Knights!

It's also a complete system, and the architecture has been mastered.

Just because he wasn't a nobleman and had no connections, he was exiled to the frontier.

Why should I?!

Now that he has an opportunity to make a name for himself, he naturally wants to seize it.

Make a name for yourself and leave this godforsaken place.

He didn't want to spend his whole life in this wretched place.

Now, the time has come.

It was just a tiny bit of blood mist.

Watch him take it so easily.

Ollie abruptly swung his arm, his voice piercing through the battlefield's clamor, commanding with undeniable authority:

"Mage squad, heed my command!"

"Gather all your strength, weave the prelude to destruction, and give them a good beating!"

"Yes, sir."

The magicians responded in unison.

They gripped their staffs tightly, closed their eyes, as if communicating with ancient and mysterious deities.

A sense of oppression and holiness permeated the air.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

"Child of Fire, you are a blazing soul; Child of Fire, you are the forerunner of destruction—"

Hear my call, and with your invincible breath, burn away the darkness!

As the magicians chanted their deep, rhythmic incantations, the entire sky seemed to tremble.

Suddenly, the tip of the staff shone brightly, and countless blazing fireballs seemed to be drawn by an invisible hand.

It condensed from the fingertips of the magicians, slicing through the sky, carrying an aura of destruction.

Like a meteor shower, it poured down on that unknown area shrouded in blood mist.

Rumble!

Loud noises continued one after another.

The storm unleashed by the explosion tore the blood mist to shreds.

However, the blood mist seemed to have the ability to repair itself, and it quickly reformed.

Seeing this, Ollie frowned, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes:

"Prepare for the second wave of magical bombardment! Blast that blood mist apart!!!"

The magicians closed their eyes again and chanted the ancient incantation with even greater devotion.

This time.

Not only flames, but also thunder and gales.

They intertwined, transforming into an unprecedented elemental storm.

It launched an even more ferocious attack on the blood mist.

Flames surged like dragons and snakes, and lightning streaked across the sky.

The blood mist was torn into countless fragments, as if even space itself was being distorted by this power.

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Under the powerful magical bombardment, the outer layer of blood mist finally succumbed and was completely dispersed.

"Hahahahaha!"

The blood mist slowly dissipated under the intense bombardment of magic.

Ollie laughed heartily.

Because now is the perfect time for him to make his mark and achieve great things.

These blood mists are nothing to fear!

"Activate the military formation"

At Ollie's command, the cavalry behind him sprang into action.

They moved in perfect unison, like a torrent of steel brought to life.

In an instant, a dazzling magic circle slowly appeared above their heads, as bright and dazzling as stars.

On the magic circle, specks of light fell like a fine rain.

This not only enhanced the strength and defense of the cavalry.

Furthermore, an indestructible protective shield was formed on the outer perimeter.

This is the power of a military formation.

It can combine the magic power of many warriors into a powerful force, achieving a synergistic effect greater than the sum of its parts.

With the support of the military formation, even soldiers in their growth stage can become stronger.

It can also unleash power strong enough to shake the heavens and earth, and even kill those seemingly invincible ultimate beings.

Ori stood at the head of the thousand riders, his eyes blazing, and looking at the blood mist not far away, he gave the order:

"Pour it on!"

"For the glory of the North Wind Emperor, let this filth bear witness to our fearlessness and splendor!"

Every word he uttered contained unwavering faith and determination, stirring the hearts of every soldier.

In his line of sight.

That seemingly all-consuming crimson blood mist was nothing more than a fragile curtain about to be torn apart.

Ollie felt no fear, for behind him stood a thousand cavalrymen!

This is his strongest support.

It is a symbol of the glory of the Northwind Empire, invincible and unstoppable.

"Kill them!"

The cavalry surged forward like a black torrent, accompanied by the thunder of hooves and the symphony of battle cries.

Without hesitation, they rushed into that chilling blood mist.

The military formation's protective shield is like a transparent, solid shield, keeping out all erosion and damage.

The blood mist melted away like ice and snow the moment it came into contact with the light, unable to touch the knights in the slightest.

This made Ollie even more confident.

Sure enough, his judgment was correct.

These blood mists are nothing to fear.

Once the military formation is activated, we can charge in without taking any damage!

This time, we must obtain the source of the blood mist.

and so.

That source of the blood mist.

Where exactly is that monster?

Just as Ollie was thinking this.

Click!

The military formation's protective shield emitted a crisp sound.

The protective cover cracked.

(End of this chapter)