Sword of Autumn Wind

In a world hanging by a thread, where fragile order crumbles under the weight of arrogance, an empire's ambition reignites the catastrophes of a forgotten age. 
Ancient souls, long slumbering, awaken to a realm haunted by echoes of castles and towers, consumed by lust, betrayal, and bloodshed. 
Amid the chaos, mysterious cards—relics of a bygone era—stir with untold power, weaving the threads of magic and fate. 
As the past and present collide, an inevitable doom looms on the horizon, drawing ever closer with each passing moment!

Knights and Magic Wand

Olivia's figure stepped out for the second time, and with a swoosh, she was already standing atop the inner wall of the blood-stained battle.


Her eyes shone with a golden light beneath her helmet as the knight girl gripped her sword and shouted fiercely.


The high-density tides of magic elements surged violently, and the invisible, turbulent wind of magic power stirred under the influence of the disturbing magic field.


In that instant, under the dim light of the city wall's swaying fire basins, centered around Olivia, bewildered vampire banshees and warriors were thrown out of the shadowy trembling blood mist.


Following closely behind her, the Avalon Knights, Holy Lake Knights, and Ranger Knights rushed the wall, the warriors like a flood overwhelming and slaughtering all the vampires that struggled to rise.


....Wielding the blade of Gungnir, he pierced through the last vampire banshee that lunged at him. Leon looked at the screaming and howling undead, silently in his heart.


Chapter 282 Dawn Breaks Part 2