"Human Lord... lowly reptile."

A deep and furious voice from the Tyrant Monarch suddenly echoed from the sky, laden with endless hatred.

"Do you think that by stealing my Authority, you can live in peace?!"

"I will turn everything you have into nothing, I will make your city rivers of blood, I will make your foolish people wail in despair!"

Lear’s gaze was icy.

He glanced around.

On the 40-meter Vine Wall of Katana, Sect Knights and Cold-blooded Cavalry rapidly assembled, Dark Night Hunters drew their bowstrings, while behind, Wetland Angels flapped their wings, ascending to prepare for battle.

"You?!"

The Tyrant Monarch in the blood mist instantly exploded with fury.

"Bastard, I will extract your soul and lash it for a million years!"

Having his Authority taken, what a profound grudge?!

What angered him even more was, when Kalanis obtained his heart, he personally went up and had an arm severed!

And the opponent controlled up to forty percent of the Authority of Tyranny!

This filled him with fear, and the terror of losing control of the situation.

He had a vague feeling that this human Warrior could really take all his Authority!

The firmness and terror of the opponent’s will were unheard of, unseen, truly terrifying.

He thought of seeking help, and the Master of Dark Crows’ promise seemed like grasping at a life-saving straw...

As the voice fell, the Demon Army pouring from the space rift suddenly accelerated, lunging toward Katana.

At the foot of the wall, Isa rushed up the wall riding a Swamp Giant Horned Deer.

She looked up at Lear, her tone urgent, "Your Majesty, a large number of low-level demons have infiltrated the Long Thorn Mountain Range, slaughtering villagers... Although those demons are low-level, there are too many of them, and we can’t clear them out!"

Lear’s gaze turned cold, his thoughts instantly mobilizing the Divine Format.

Countless cries and prayers resounded.

He entered one of the strongest Powers of Faith.

Dazedly, he saw the distant village engulfed in flames, demons ravaging like locusts, villagers’ corpses piling high, blood dyeing the land red.

The Long Thorn Mountain Range is home to over three hundred thousand villagers, these scattered Ancient Humans are the foundation of faith, and the key to entering the Original Plane!

"Send the order!" Lear ordered in a deep voice, "All Katana followers retreat into the city, rely on the Temple for defense. Deploy the Cold-blooded Cavalry, Dark Night Hunters, and Ancient Tree Guardians to repel the Demon Army!" 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

He paused, then added, "Summon the Half-Elf Griffin Knights and Vampires, immediately proceed to the Long Thorn Mountain Range, rescue the outer villagers, and bring them back to Katana!"

"Order the army from the Undead Plane to return immediately! Crimson Wasp, Deserted Tomb Guard, engage in the war immediately, bring all Ancient Humans you encounter back!"

"Yes!"

Isa immediately accepted the order, her gaze solemn and heavy as she turned and left.

In the city, the sound of horns blared, as followers were led into the city by the Swamp Boggart, taking refuge in buildings, Wetland Angels retracted their defense lines, defending just above the Temple.

On the wall, Cold-blooded Cavalry and Dark Night Hunters were ready, the Ancient Treant Warriors clambered up with heavy steps, ready for a bloody fight!

Simultaneously, the Half-Elf leader, with over ten thousand Griffin Knights, flew out from the entrance of the Divine Kingdom, followed closely by the Vampire army.

These two flying legions charged towards the outskirts of the Long Thorn Mountain Range with great momentum, attempting to bring the villagers back to Katana.

Shortly after, the terrifying swarm came into view, accompanied by two thousand Level 15 Deserted Tomb Guards, also charging into the Long Thorn Mountain Range.

In Katana, the battle rapidly intensified. A huge surge of Tyrant Demons crashed against the Vine Wall like waves, burning long spears continually pierced outward, thorny brambles tore apart, and the surface of the wall was soon riddled with cracks.

The Cold-blooded Cavalry stood at the front line, clad in Rock Heavy Armor, wielding war sabers against the foe. Every swing could powerfully suppress the Tyrant Demons!

But there were simply too many demons, endless to kill.

"Kill!" The roar of the Cold-blooded Cavalry resounded across the battlefield, as the twenty squadrons of Heavy Armor Warriors formed a steel line, firmly holding the wall.

Behind them, thirty squadrons of Ancient Treant Warriors, some climbed the wall to face the enemy, while others inside the wall countered the dive-bombing Tyrant Demons from the sky.

Whenever those Level 15 demons came close, these extremely tenacious soldiers would unleash the most terrifying attacks!

With swings of their branches, they could crush the wall, and the horrid force, once unleashed on the Tyrant bodies, could shatter their bones and explode their flesh instantly.

Dark Night Hunters climbed onto Treant shoulders, wielding longbows, and every arrow precisely struck the vital points of Blood Fury Demons; the High-Tier Level 15 soldiers were no match for them.

Their hands pulled the strings densely, like snipers with pinpoint accuracy, every shot reaped a reward.

Providing tremendous support to the battlefield.

Inflicting significant losses on the Tyrant Demons.

Realizing this, the Tyrant Demons intensified their attacks on the Ancient Treant Warriors.

But these Treants feared melee combat the least, and frequently inflicted injuries on the Tyrant Demons.

However, these demons were not aiming to destroy Katana, their goal was to obliterate the forces under Lear’s command!!

Therefore, they attacked everything they saw, seeking only slaughter, without other intentions.

Their strategic objective was different, making the battlefield’s progression bizarre, as the pressure on the wall increased.

Lear’s expression grew even more serious upon witnessing this.

The number of Tyrant Demons was too vast; the intensity of this battle was more than ten times stronger than the previous Dark Crow Master’s army!

At this moment, seeing the line in a deadlock, the Wetland Angels forced their way into the battlefield.

This Ultimate Soldier flapped its wings, swinging Light Blades to slay demons, but enemies welled endlessly from the space rift, filling every gap.