The sight that appeared after the magic circles disappeared was quite familiar. It was as if the dungeon from the Balder Mountains had been moved. Of course, the scale was incomparably larger. It was the difference between a rural village and a large city. Quite a few people could be seen between the large and small buildings. They ranged from people who looked like slaves to soldiers, knights, magicians, and nobles.

“Is everyone here?” Lebron’s eyes were fixed only on the enemy. He could see quite a few familiar faces. They were the owners of names that he had heard from Alexander.

“It stinks of blood.” Alexander turned his head from side to side with an expressionless face. The entire plains were filled with the aura of death. In particular, those who were skeletons exuded this aura more strongly.

“It hasn’t been just a day or two. It seems to have been maintained for at least 10 years.” Suped frowned. He instinctively wanted to reject it. It wasn’t that he hadn’t encountered dark attribute magic power before, but this was the first time he felt so low. 

“Knights of Keon, march forward!” Lebron shouted...