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Underneath the dark skies and hidden in the fog that was being cleared up by the heat of the brimstones raining down on Greenrock's walls were thousands of tall soldiers with tower shields marching towards the walls.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Large brimstones flew over their heads and caused destruction, which they beheld with their eyes but remained emotionless to.

Meanwhile, in the lord's castle, a man clad in green night robes walked through the hallway with rapid steps.

Behind him were some officials and his guards.

"We need to inform the count, my lord." An official said to Viscount Syria.

The viscount turned his head towards the man. "For what reason? A casual attack?"

"C… casual! They have siege weapons." The man struggled not to raise his tone, which would mean sounding rude to his superior.

"Siege weapons—?"

Boom!

The castle trembled, causing Viscount Syria to hurry to a window inside the grand hall, and from there he saw the brimstones raining on the walls. The first wall was already in ruins, and the second one would not last much longer.

Everything at the top had been burnt to ashes, the walkway on top of the wall was broken, and those who could move on time vanished forever because not even their bodies remained.

Seeing more brimstones, Viscount Syria's lips trembled. "What in Tenaria's name is that?!"

He turned and pointed at the brimstones while facing his officials.

What he saw beat the classic siege weapons. There was a reason he wasn't so shocked when he heard siege weapons, but the size of the stones, the type of stones that looked like what was lifted out of a boiling volcano, and the destructive power were beyond understanding.

What sort of siege weapon was that? It had to be a siege relic!

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"A relic."

Without a doubt, those trebuchets had to be magical ones, and that made them relics.

"Trebuchets, my lord. Those are powerful relics, and our walls won't last much longer."

"Which House dares attack a vassal of the count?"

Syria furrowed his brows.

"House Ashbourne, of course. The same house that we attacked their vassals."

"House Ashbourne?!" Viscount Syria exclaimed in disbelief.

Viscount Syria furrowed his brows. "Since when did House Ashbourne grow to become this powerful?"

"We lacked information. Lord Asher is a man of mystery, or should I say… cunning and deceptively scheming. He attended the ball as a cripple and hid everything concerning his growth until now."

Viscount Syria clenched his fist. "He's proved to be more than a child."

"Although his siege weapons are dreadful, we have prepared to launch the Saber-Toothed Giant Canines along with three battalions of Syrian infantrymen to intercept his heavy infantry."

"He has a heavy infantry?!" Viscount Syria massaged his forehead after exclaiming.

"Where did he get such funds to build a heavy infantry troop? This brat. Launch our first wave. Let's see how his men react."

A commander nodded and hurriedly left.

When the Desolate Wolves were 200 yards away from the walls, the gates of the second wall swung open, and Saber-Toothed Giant Canines stormed out with Syrian Infantrymen right behind them.

Seeing 300 1.6-meter muscular dogs racing through the rubble, debris, and smoke was enough to freeze an adult man, but the Desolate Wolves kept marching forward.

They continued their rigid marching until the dogs lunged at them. At that moment, the elite Desolate Wolves went behind their tower shields and pinned their left legs into the soil.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

The dogs clawed at the shields but caused no damage at all. Not even a scratch.

Puchi! Puchi!

Their golden spears struck out, piercing through the dogs. Whimpers fell into their ears, but their expressions remained stoic.

Unfortunately, some dogs leaped over them and landed in their midst, clawing some soldiers.

Their claws simply slid off the soldiers armor, and the impact made the dogs retreat while the soldiers remained in one place.

"Shields!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

They built a shield wall, surrounding the canines and piercing them to their deaths. Before the eyes of the commander at the top of the wall, the beast troop he took pride in fell in great numbers without causing even one casualty.

Not one soldier was wounded or died!

His pupils trembled.

"Knights!"

Only knights completely equipped in knight-grade equipment could do such a thing. He could see thousands of these men, meaning…

Thousands of knights!

The commander turned toward the Syrian infantrymen, and his eyes grew wide.

"Give the order. They should retreat instantly!"

The captain he spoke to looked at the Syrian infantrymen who were about to collide with Desolate Wolves and his commander.

"But commander…"

"Now!"

The captain ran toward the horn as fast as he could. By the time he got to the horn, he saw the Syrian infantrymen were slaughtered without mercy.

Their weapons bounced off the armors of the Desolate Wolves, and just a sweep of the spear was able to launch a Syrian infantryman some meters into the air.

The strength disparity was too huge.

He quickly blew the horn, causing the soldiers to run back towards the wall. While they ran, the captain's face grew colder.

His eyes shook as he saw the huge Ashbourne knights run after the Syrian infantrymen, overtaking them and heading for the gate.

While this was going on, the Desolate Wolves in silver armor engaged the fleeing Syrian infantrymen, dragging and thrusting their spears through their scale armor.

"Close the gate!"

The commander's panicked cry came from afar, causing the captain to turn back.

"Shut the gate!"

Several soldiers began to push the thick wooden doors toward each other, but seeing that the Desolate Wolves would arrive before they did, they cut the rope holding the portcullis.

Bam!

Instantly, it closed.

The troops quickly retreated, allowing archers to take their place.

Tapk! Tapk!

Clanking of metal boots tapping the ground fell into the archers' ears, and they squinted at the huge silhouette emerging from the fog.

Swoosh!

Flames lit up over the huge silhouette's long spear, painting his massive figure in an ominous light.

"Is that a human being?"