The atmosphere instantly turned stiff.
There were three mysterious attackers on each side, but they were standing still and did not dare to move.
They glanced at the knights who had appeared beside them at an unknown time. The golden light was like the sun above their heads, and waves of spiritual pressure were still spreading out.
They were all grand knights who had already grasped extraordinary strengths and seemed to be extremely familiar with them!
Cold sweat flowed down their foreheads.
The scene was very stiff.
No one spoke. Kant also quietly looked at them as if he was looking at a ferocious beast in a cage. His eyes were filled with some playfulness, but it made the hearts of the six attackers who were extremely close to them beat faster.
Panic! Panic! Fear!
That power seemed to be able to shock their souls, and even made them feel guilty as if they had a guilty conscience.