The World of Masks

The Allied front is collapsing. Monsters undead, many times as powerful as Kloe and the rest of their lives, drill holes in their solid defenses, and then the common undead are pushed back like a flood. The crack gradually grew.

The duc, staring at the grim frontal line of frozen facial theory, gives an order to his assistant.

"Send in the knights. Tell them to focus their efforts on crushing the undead monsters."

"Four!"

The deputy ran to fulfill his orders.

Knights, also called flowers of the medieval battlefield, are commonly represented by shiny armor, battle horses, and Lance. Creatures that literally destroy the progress of their enemies with terrifying maneuvers along with their horses. That's what knights look like in reality. But the knights here were different.

Chuck! Chuck!

A group approaches from behind the soldiers in battle. A shiny, smooth armor and a creepy organ just by looking at it. His life was cruel. As a state-wide killing machine, they advance to where the fighting takes place without any hesitation.

"Growl!"

"Aah!"

Screams echo at the battle point. Like the dam when the cracks started leaking, the situation worsened. No matter how much you put your spear and knife into it, it only hurts the skin of the monster undead. It was a harmless attack against the undead. Moreover, even if you stop the attack of the undead, your whole body will fly away. It was the most appropriate situation to say that there was no way to use my hands.

"Damn it! How do I beat these guys?" "

A soldier groans in desperate voice. There's no sign of progress. There's been a struggle with the undead here and there. Of course, the Allied forces were superior to the dying.

Turn it off!

Unlike the skeleton that only makes this banging sound, the monster undead makes a sound. The sound that was not strange enough to feel 'torn' also contributed to the Allied forces' deception. It was time for an undead monster to strike a soldier with that big fist.

Skak!

A flash passes through the arms of the monster undead.

Fluffy!

Your arm falls off. At the same time, a new flash emerges. The flash flashes past the neck of the monster undead. I thought of his neck.

Kuang!

No matter how tough the undead are, they can't move until after their throats are gone. A huge body falls flat on the ground.

Qajik!

A stiff steel boot stomped on his head like a rag. The knight, the owner of the steel boots, looks around quietly. This and that were the undead's active brotherhood. You hear the sound of a gnashing tooth in the glittering helmet.

"All · · · · · · · · · · ·."

It wasn't loud. However, the heavy and lifelike sound was conveyed to the surrounding humans.

"Kill him."

At the end of the article, the monsters everywhere are literally disassembling. It was rare for me to fly my neck neatly. Some people trample the head of the prowling undead with their arms and legs cut off and end it with their feet, or even cut it in half.

This is what the knights of the world looked like. The significance of the knights of this world is that they use their vitality to fight with superhuman strength. They ride horses, but they only use them as a vehicle. Rather, when they fight, they step off their horses and tread on the ground with both feet. The side was able to move more efficiently.

The soldiers cheer in unison around you. Here comes the Savior. With the presence of a powerful reinforcement called Knights, the soldiers regain morale and drive the undead away. Without the undead, the common skeletons could not cope with the common soldiers.

The duc, who was satisfied with the knights' efforts, gave orders to the knights and then gave a new order to the deputy commander who had returned after the war had been reversed.

"I'm going to wedge myself into this. Prepare the cavalry."

The deputy took the item tied to the horse's side and took it to Juju Island. A horn that looks luxuriously brown in color. The deputy blew his fist at the mouth.

Phew! Phew!

A low, violent sound flies over the battlefield. As the signal falls, a commotion rises from the rear of one wing of the Alliance advance. The soldiers waiting move to the side of the chasm. The ground shakes like a shallow earthquake.

Two or two!

Something heavy was rushing in. Shiny armor and ferocious horses. A cavalry ahead of Lance the Sharp literally smashes one of the undead advance sides.

Kuang!

There are several metres of undead in front of you who have been legally charged. The Undead advance collapses in an instant. The shock did not end once. The undead roll the ground in quick succession to the cavalry from behind. Then it's over. Hundreds of pounds of cavalry march forward, trampling on the fallen undead. A pile of dust bones rolled over the ground.

Lanccharging has overthrown even the giant undead. The undead are brutally trampled under Lance's feet.

I gave the title knight to someone else because of the enormous power of life, but the destructive power of the Armored Cavalry was never great. The undead were swept around during the Heavy Horse War. In reality, I was releasing the power that was once called the flower of the battlefield.

'Now's our chance.'

Standing a little distance from the Allied forces' command, Jack opens his mouth as he stares at the battlefield with cold eyes.

"May I be excused?"

"Hmm? Is something wrong?"

Toolsner clenches his fist and looks at the battlefield in favor of the Allied forces, turning to Jack and asking.

"The reason you came here in the first place was to help the Demon King Taro with his guide. It's time for me to move on."

"I see. As expected, Nigley is a very good man. If Nigley goes on the battlefield, we'll be even more vigorous."

Jack shakes his head at Toolsner, smiling brightly.

"How helpful would it be if I were on the battlefield now? Toolsner will know that you have grown up to be a high quality traveler."

"So how do you want to move?"

For Toolsner to question, Jack pointed his finger to the front. Toolsner's gaze follows Jack's finger to the other side. What Jack was pointing at was a mountain that stood prominently in the middle of the plain.

"Isn't it suspicious? The undead, buried in this plains, were surrounded by mountains. as if you were escorting that mountain."

"Mmmm!"

Toolsner sighed and sharpened the mountain as if he had finally realized.

"According to Nigley:"

"There may be monsters lurking there, moving this Demon Lord. The terrain is just the right place to see the battlefield."

"Be sure · · · · · · · · · · ·."

Toolsner glanced at the mountain again as if it were new. You can see the monsters leading the pearls from that mountain. The duc, who was listening to Toolsner and Jack, who were listening from a short distance while looking at the situation, also looked at Saesam Mountain. Perhaps I focused on confronting a powerful enemy called the Demon King and didn't realize the possibilities. The duc turns to Jack. He looked like a typical traveler wearing a white mask.

"You're right. So, are you going to explore that mountain?"

"I'm going to."

The duc's sudden words puzzle Jack with politeness.

"Well, if there's an enemy monster out there, it wouldn't be so bad to send a special unit to take his head off."

"If you are not the Demon King, but you can create and control this much undead, the Enemy's siege is likely to be the Dark Wizard. I'm not a good approacher, so if I can get close enough, I should be able to kill my knights."

Toolsner looks at the duc's words alongside him.

"Yes, it is. Deputy!"

"Four!"

"Any knights left?"

"Four! The duc and his escort knights remain to escort the commander."

The duc strokes his chin. The lustful beard provokes your hand.

"Just count to ten and spend it with that traveler."

"Four!"

The deputy hurriedly left to select the knights. The duc turned around and said,

"As big as the mountain is, it will be hard enough on its own. If we send troops on a massive scale, we might be able to get access to them when there's a monster on that mountain. Go with the knights and slaughter them as soon as you see a suspicious one. Knights will judge you."

"Thank you for your consideration."

Jack lightly thanked the duc. Toolsner looks worried at Jack.

"Wouldn't that be dangerous?"

"Don't worry, we'll be careful. Besides, I'm a traveler. because even if you die here, you may not die in our world."

Jack looks back. From afar, Callie and the other wizards encounter a magical attack. I waved my hand lightly to Callie as if to say goodbye.

"If something goes wrong, I'll signal you right away. If a ball of fire rises from the hillside, please know that there is a Enemy Enemy Enemy Monster."

"Well, I'll do that. We'll see reinforcements as soon as the fireball rises."

"Please."

After a brief greeting to the duc and Toolsner, Jack slips away quietly with a group of knights under the Duke's command. The target was that giant mountain that the Dark Wizard could withstand.