Thales couldn't help but be startled.

Araka pulled up the two-handed sword on the ground, threw out a sword flower, and stepped forward.

Putilai, Huaiya and Rolf followed behind them with either firm faces or worried faces.

Araka strode into the stirrups with fierce eyes.

Ada quickly followed their horses.

Alaka continued in a cold voice:

"He said……"

"Since there is no way to retreat."

"Why not move forward with all your strength?"

Thales didn't react for a moment.

The next moment, Alaka Mu, the man known as the Wrath of the Kingdom, rode forward with a fierce look on his face and passed his guards.

"Wrath Guards, attack the formation!"

The great sword of the kingdom's wrath pointed at the iron fist flag flying high in the distance, roaring loudly:

"Target - North!"
Chapter completed!