It was a group of cavalry who came.

With the thunderous sound of horses' hooves, a cavalry force of two or three hundred men broke into the wilderness and desperately reined in their horses three hundred meters away from the campfire of the two wizards.

It was an elite cavalry unit attached to the Zambis Empire, and the members of the team had eye-catching emblems engraved on their chest armor and shield weapons. Unfortunately, neither Grim nor Katie Swordie are citizens of the Zambis Empire, and they have only been on this plane for a short time, so there is no way to know their identities and troop numbers.

However, even if they had the opportunity to learn about it, Grim and Katie would automatically ignore it.

The power level of this plane cannot be compared with the wizarding world at all, and even with it, the traditional force of this plane has become the object of contempt of the two wizards.

Although it was difficult for Grim and Katie to exert 100% of their strength in the Envik plane, with their strong combat abilities and endless strange sorcery, they were confident that they would cut down any native 3rd order that appeared in front of them.

As for those low-level natives, they killed as many as they came, and they didn't care about the number of opponents at all. As long as they maintain the ability to move freely, can there be creatures in this plane that can leave them behind?

It was with this strong self-confidence and strength that Grim and Katie faced the menacing Knights of the Zambis Empire, not only did they not have any intention of flinching and dodging, but turned their heads to look at them with interest.

It was the Knights of St. Martin, stationed in Hakans, the largest city in the vicinity.

The leader of the group was a man in the prime of life, with a full beard, a shaved head, and a strong but not clumsy body. His sword-like face was full of fortitude, and his straight and majestic body was covered with an ancient and old knight's armor. The knight's badge on his chest with overlapping swords and shields makes it easy for people to guess his true identity, Kent, the head of the Knights of St. Martin.

Nuoda is an elite knight order, and the leader of the team is only a second-order silver knight.

Although the bright light of the flow of magic could be seen everywhere on their bodies, they were wearing magic armor and holding magic weapons, but the lack of a third-order powerhouse pressed the formation made them still a group of ants that could be destroyed in the eyes of the two wizards.

And these St. Martin knights didn't seem to know the rank of the two wizards at all, and after arriving at the scene, they dismounted and straightened up their formation three hundred meters away, and then approached the bonfire step by step.

Less than a hundred meters away from the two campfires, the knights hesitated slightly, then adjusted their direction and slowly gathered around Grim. The dozen or so knights who remained at the end of the line did not dismount, but maintained a charging formation in the direction of Daoji Katie, with a posture of alerting the opponent's moves.

Pity the weak, or choose the weak?

Grim couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed that this group of ants had chosen themselves as the target of attack, and a wave of anger rose in his heart.

Without hesitation, he summoned the Elemental Magic Weapon, and then propped up the Burning Domain.

After fighting with Dao Ji so many times, Grim has never held up the Burning Realm once. Not for anything else, because I don't want to lose my strength.

In the face of a Tier 3 opponent like Katie, attacks below a certain limit are almost ineffective against her. Only highly condensed magical power and physical attacks can break through her protective force field and give her enough damage.

However, when Grim faced an enemy who was a swarm of ants that outnumbered him, the burning field that had been overturned over an area of almost 100 meters immediately became a dead field that the enemy could not set foot on.

Chanting slogans such as 'The Light is with me' and 'Fight for Honor', the Knights of St. Martin charged towards Grim with layers of brilliant and holy pure white aura.

However, the first thing that greeted them was not Grim's sorcery, but the indestructible body of the elemental weapon and the indestructible furious iron fist.

Knock knock knock......

With heavy steps, the elemental magic machine rushed into the ranks of knights with red flames, and instantly set off a bloody and brutal killing.

Knock knock, two fists left and right, two knights of St. Martin wearing heavy armor like iron cans became flying birds, flying out twenty or thirty meters in one breath. There was a crack of broken bones beneath their thick armor, and they never moved again as they slammed into the gravel floor.

From a distance, the armor on the chests of the two Saint Martin knights was deeply dented, and the middle fist was already hot and hot, like a red-hot soldering iron. A stream of dark red blood slowly swirled out from beneath their bodies, soaking a large area of the surrounding land.

The rest of the Saint Martin knights raised their magic swords and magic shields one after another, surrounded the elemental magic weapons, and slashed and collided wildly.

Holy Light Cross Slash!

Light Judgment!

Holy Storm!

Hammer of Justice!

……

It's like breaking into a blacksmith's shop, and the deafening sound of metal is constantly ringing. And with the loud sound came a dazzling divine light and a magnificent powerful combat skill.

Under their frantic impact and slashing, strings of sparks shone on the metal body of the elemental magic machine. But like a rock in the midst of a fierce torrent, the elemental magic machine was not moved by its tall body, but instead punched one by one, and a fireball smashed down a large area, and could not help but consume the number of enemies with simple and crude attacks.

As if realizing that the Elemental Weapon was only a summon of the terrifying wizard, Kent, the head of the Knights of St. Martin, led a group of elite men to form a formation and burst into the reddish flaming field of Grim.

Dryness, suffocation, heat, and the ubiquitous magical flames......

As soon as they broke into the Burning Realm, these native knights of the Envik plane appreciated the power of the third-order fire witch. The third-order wizard didn't do it himself at all, but just held up a pale red enchantment, which made the holy knights who broke into it feel the pain of being baked by the flames.

"Transform the Holy Seal into Fire Resistance!" shouted the stout bull-like captain of Kent.

With the movement of the broad-bladed greatsword in his hand, a milky white divine aura overflowed, adding a layer of magical and strange light to the bodies of all the nearby holy knights.

Superior fire resistance?

The blue glow in Grim's black eyes flickered, and he quickly scanned and detected the aura attribute that this group of holy knights had attached to him.

Fire Resist +50......

With this layer of divine blessing, the fire damage inflicted on them by the Burning Realm was instantly reduced by half. And the remaining half, with the blessing of their 'miscellaneous' strange aura, is getting less and less, and there is a tendency to reach the level of primary fire immunity.

Grim's eyes narrowed.

It seems that he still underestimated these plane natives.

Their individual strength may not be very good, but once they are gathered into a group, with the strength of the group, with the common and pure belief in the Holy Light, they can even strengthen themselves to such an extent!

But ants are ants after all, even if they are strengthened layer by layer, they are just a group of slightly stronger ants!

Grim stretched out his hand, and a Tier 2 lava fireball instantly formed in his palm.

With his backhand, he threw a lava fireball into the knights, and the instant burst of fire blast sent hundreds of lava shards like bullets in all directions.

Seven or eight Tier 1 Holy Knights fell silently, huge holes in their armor pierced by lava shards. The flesh and armor inside were ignited by the heat, and raging flames poured out from the cracks in the armor, and the smell of roasting flesh and blood immediately diffused in the field.

The lava fireball exploded on the shield held aloft by the Kent sub-captain.

Worth tens of thousands of gold coins, the shield enchanted with divine protection immediately fell apart, and the second-order Kent put the long sword in front of him, condensing a holy light shield, which blocked the subsequent flame shock wave and the terrible magma fire rain.

If Kent didn't know and understand the rank of the wizard in front of him before, then now that he has experienced the other party's attack, he instantly understands that this ...... It's a Rank 3 Wizard!

The Knights of St. Martin were a regular order of knights stationed in Hakans, the largest city in the northern part of the Zambis Empire, and their strength was well-known even in the northern part of the Empire.

Since the accident in the border town, the Empire's Supreme Commander in Hakanth has sent a number of eyeliners and sentinels to understand and probe the truth about the destruction of Lakeside Town. Without waiting for them to get the true and accurate information, the two otherworldly wizards frantically fought all the way out of the Sidrak Mountains, and also brought unspeakable damage to the people of the empire along the way.

Looking at the direction of the two wizards, it was obvious that they were heading towards Tara City, the closest imperial city to the Sidrak Mountains.

In order to prevent the city of Tara and the 60,000 inhabitants of the city from becoming sacrifices of the two wizards, the Knights of the Holy Light had no choice but to abandon the strong walls and a large number of infantry, and gathered some of the elites and rushed over directly.

In the wilderness, only 60 miles from the city of Tara, they encountered Grim and Katie, and this unexpected battle broke out.

When Kent quickly judged the strength and rank of the wizard in front of him, he knew that the battle in front of him had no hope of victory. Therefore, under his loud shout, the battered elite knights withdrew from the Burning Realm one after another, trying to run away and regroup in the distance.

And Kent, the second-order silver knight, chanted the slogan of holy light, wrapped in layers of holy light, and frantically rushed towards Grim's side.

Under the continuous injection of Grim's spiritual power, the Burning Realm began to become crazy and ferocious, and the oncoming high-temperature flame streams made Kent's breakthrough difficult. The armor and sword on the front of his body had become red and hot under the impact of the violent flames, and the heat was scorching, and the skin that had leaked out of his body was scorched black.

But the head of the Kent branch was really strong-willed, and he even resisted the flame storm and approached Grim step by step. Every step forward leaves a scorched black footprint behind you.

When Kent was less than twenty meters away from Grim and the campfire, his entire body had been ignited by the magic flames, and the skin on his surface crackled with a burning crack. And he still didn't care, like a fish swimming against the current, he continued to move forward step by step.

Seeing that the skin on the surface of the other party's body had been burned into a pile of charcoal, the holy light protection outside his body was even more scorched, and his personal breath of life was weakened to the extreme. But the only thing is that the light in the other party's chest is more and more pure and sacred.

Finally, Grim couldn't bear it anymore, pursed his lips, and a transparent flame blew on Kent's body, instantly melting his armor, turning his flesh and bones to ashes, and the whole person was gone.

And in the air, only a trace of pure milky white holy light remained!