Jay clenched his teeth.

Whether in the past or present, the name Lionheart Knight has always been a nightmare in people’s hearts.

No matter how much the nobles oppress the peasants, people never dare to stand tall and resist anything, because the Royal Court Knights are always invincible, always unbeatable!

The fear deeply rooted in their bones is the foundation of Lion Heart’s glory, the towering mountain that forever weighs on people’s hearts.

But what does this fear bring?

In less than two months, one-third of the population of the Lion Heart Kingdom has already disappeared...

The kingdom’s peasants are like humble dust, the Knights raise a blood plague that consumes all things with countless lives, the cruelty hidden deep within the Western Border far exceeds everyone’s imagination.

Their deadly poison is as formidable as the fearsome strength rumored in stories.

"That’s it... that’s it... I can smell the taste of fear, so exhilarating!"

The Knight’s whirlpool-like face twisted with upward curling lines: "You pathetic worms, it’s time to pay for your sins with blood!"

The Lionheart Knight’s raid left no time for anyone to prepare.

The twisted giant horse with eight legs stomped on the ground, the scarlet beast crushed forward in a charging posture!

The earth shook endlessly at this moment!

"Decurions, block it with me!"

Jay drew the Ash Soil Longsword from his back, the young man shouted: "Behind us is the Ark Territory we swore to protect to the death!"

Before the words were finished, the heavy armored beast over four meters tall was already close at hand, the mountain-like Scarlet Knight raised a heavy sword, the menacing weapon stirred the air, crashing down on Jay’s head like a meteor!

Clang!!

The heavy sword clashed with the Ash Soil Longsword, Jay knelt on one knee, his chest ached, and he spat out blood with a loud cry.

Under this terrifying impact, he felt every joint in his body was crying out in agony!

Yet a resolute smile appeared on the young man’s face.

I can withstand it!

Golden flames flowed across the surface of the war armor, Jay struggled to stand up, forcibly straightening his back.

The Knight paused, the eye embedded in its chest showing a hint of astonishment.

The insect beneath the heavy sword was not flattened like usual, the golden light illuminated the dim night, extremely unpleasant.

It raised the heavy sword again.

In a flash, another scorching golden blade deeply pierced the blood-red armor on the Knight’s body!

Glen used all his strength, stabbing the Long Spear into the tree-like thick front leg of the flesh giant horse, then, burn!

The hideous flesh giant horse let out a sharp, painful scream instantly, the Lionheart Knight staggered, turning around with venomous, rage-filled eyes.

The heavy sword whistled as it swept across!

Glen was immediately smashed away, falling heavily on the distant ground, his chest armor already caved inward, the Centurion was completely unconscious.

"You pathetic insects dare to harm me, Grant Arthur?!"

The Lionheart Knight, limping on one leg, shrieked violently: "I want to crush every inch of your bones, I want your souls to suffer forever!!"

Grant Arthur?

One of the kingdom’s sages who once followed the previous king to expand territories, given the previous king’s name?

Jay’s mind was in a fog, but there was no time to think, the young man instinctively gripped the Longsword, taught by Officer Ed, and swung at the opponent again!

Grant finally felt a hint of threat.

The bizarre, offensive radiance on the opponent’s edge could indeed hurt him!

Dozens of warriors wearing Sun Armor had also gathered around at this time, but the Lionheart Knight did not give people the chance to surround him.

The half-human, half-horse giant monster raised two pairs of front hooves, swinging the giant sword, and began rampaging through the crowd!

If not for the protection of Sun Armor, the warriors would surely be trampled into pulp by the Knight.

The battle became more critical, people were injured every moment, the Decurions couldn’t stop the Knight’s rampage, but they still fearlessly charged forward!

The Decurions were originally from the lower class, they had experienced the hell created by the nobles, and felt the hope brought by the Lord, so they would never allow past tragedies to happen again behind them!

"For the Lord!"

"For our Ark!"

"For—the people!!!"

The warriors shouted the slogans taught by Priest Sean, supporting this belief, the fear represented by the Royal Court Knights was long trivial!

One warrior falls, another rises to take his place! Unbeknownst to them, the Lionheart Knight’s body was covered in scars.

"You insects—"

Grant roared, he bent down, grabbed Jay’s head, picking him up.

He planned to crush the leader’s skull, to instill fear in these lowly creatures.

But at the next moment, a sharp arrow pierced the Knight’s wrist, Grant abruptly turned his head, seeing a young soldier standing on the distant hillside.

It was a young man from the Eastern Border, who had recently joined the Civilian Corps.

"Don’t..."

Even holding the bow, his legs trembled violently, the young man cried in fear: "Don’t hurt our protector, the commander..."

"I’ll kill you first!!"

Grant let out an enraged howl, but the shout beside him drew his attention back.

"—What are you looking at?! You bastard!!"

Jay did not let go of this rare opportunity, he yelled and stabbed the Longsword into the blood-red eye on the Knight’s chest!

Ash Soil Weapon, Function Three: Able to inflict harm on curse entities.

The poisonous blood sprayed!

Grant immediately let out a piercing scream, staggering, the mountain-like Knight collapsed with a crash before the crowd.

"Everyone!"

Jay, with a face covered in blood, raised the golden Longsword first: "We must not let it get back up!"

The people had already surrounded the Knight, the warriors mercilessly wielded their Ash Soil weapons, hacking down, lifting, and hacking down again, they were already familiar with this job.

Just like chopping wood...

The venomous, piercing shriek gradually subsided.

Moments later, only a pile of charred flesh remained on the ground, the warriors had exhausted themselves, tearing the monster in front of them into pieces.

Jay gasped heavily, taking two steps back, staring intently at the unexpressive whirlpool head on the ground.

Is it over?

No... intuition told him the Lionheart Knight representing the Blood Plague Curse couldn’t fall so easily.

Sure enough, under the solemn gaze of the crowd, the blood-red whirlpool transformed again, starting to contract, squirm, the unsettling chaotic lines eventually forming a new shape.

It was a...

Umbilical cord.