Chapter 361: Darkness Falls (Part 3)

“I’m curious—how exactly do you plan to chop someone into pieces with that giant sword?”

Samimi asked with a smile.

“That broken sword of yours can’t even cut a person into three pieces, and you want to chop them into mincemeat?”

The Wolf Knight was stumped, frozen on the spot.

“Mino, show them what real mincemeat looks like.”

Samimi said softly.

Mino raised her hand, tore open the void, and pulled out two Demon Knives.

She instantly shifted her fighting style, transforming into a dual-wielding assassin, ready to start “stacking heads.”

In this world, physical professions had almost no restrictions on weapon use.

It wasn’t so much a profession as a fighting style.

Warriors could freely switch weapons, adapting to different combat methods.

But magic professions were different—they could hardly ever change class.

That was precisely why people like the Felling sisters, with their Dual Magic Talent, were so rare.

“Do you know this guy? He says he’s your subordinate.”

Samimi asked Fabiana in a low voice.

“I don’t.”

“Good.”

Samimi sneered, continuing to stir the pot.

“These people occupy the mountain, burning and looting, and they pin the blame on you.”

“A Rebel War Commander?”

Fabiana’s gaze gradually turned cold, killing intent surging.

“Then let them see the power of a true War Marshal.”

Samimi kept fueling the fire.

Fabiana finally made up her mind and activated the power within her.

The ground instantly spread with a cold, White Mist.

The entire town was shrouded in chilling air, visibility plummeting.

The sky was abruptly blocked by dark clouds, turning day into night.

This scene was extremely eerie—

In the distance, it was still daytime; only this area was plunged into darkness.

“These special effects… are something else.”

Samimi couldn’t help but marvel.

She had only seen a similar scene from the Dark Moon Mage, Alisa.

“Fools really do have fool’s luck.”

She sighed.

People like Fabiana and Mino, the “straightforward types,” found it easier to receive Talent blessings.

In the Former Hero Party, the White-haired Witch Bemore was actually the most “honest,” relying purely on hard work to grow.

“Whoosh—whoosh—”

From within the White Mist, countless Skeleton Soldiers broke through the ground.

But this time—

They had evolved.

Clad in broken knight armor, they transformed into [Skeleton Knights].

Their momentum surged.

They went from grunts to elite units in one step.

“Not bad.”

Samimi nodded.

“We need to give this ability a name.”

“Let’s call it—[Hundred Ghosts Night Ride].”

“From now on, when you use the skill, remember to shout the name. The presence has to be on point.”

“…Is that really okay?” Fabiana asked weakly.

“You don’t just need to win now. You need everyone to remember you.”

“Make those who framed you pay the price.”

Fabiana nodded.

She could only trust Samimi now.

After all, there was no one else left in the world to help her.

And the Rebel Army opposite—

They were completely stunned at this point.

Hundreds of Skeleton Knights surrounded them.

They had never seen such a bizarre scene.

Cold sweat dripped, fingers trembled.

Even their warhorses were out of control, throwing off their riders.

The Half-Orc Infantry were no longer ferocious, cowering instead.

The cold mist didn’t deal direct damage, but it constantly wore down their spirits.

Fear was spreading.

“Interesting.”

Samimi analyzed.

“A Fear Aura, plus a Frost Enchantment.”

“That’s already forming a Domain effect.”

“The dead, fight for me.”

Fabiana raised her hand and gave the order.

The army of Skeleton Knights instantly charged.

They clashed head-on with the Rebel Army.

In terms of stats, the Skeleton Knights were still not strong.

But—

They had two key abilities.

First: Fear.

It weakened the enemy’s morale and Sanity.

Second: Frost.

The blue frozen flames would freeze the enemy.

Once the enemy was frozen—

Even ordinary attacks could hit easily.

With these two points, the Skeleton Corps fought evenly with the rebels and even gradually gained the upper hand.

Meanwhile, Mino was zipping through the battlefield.

Dual-wielding blades for the harvest.

Cooperating with the Skeleton Corps, she killed wildly.

The Rebel Army began to collapse.

Some turned and ran.

But—

They couldn’t escape.

The entire town was sealed by the Domain.

Skeleton Knights kept spawning.

Endlessly.

In the end, only the Wolf Knight and a few remnants remained.

The Wolf Knight was still swinging his sword madly.

Cutting down plenty of Skeletons, but it meant nothing.

He had no understanding of tactics at all.

He only knew how to fight head-on.

This was precisely the biggest weakness of Half-Beasts—

A lack of wisdom.

“Stop.”

Just as the Skeleton Corps was about to wipe out the enemy, Samimi suddenly spoke.

Fabiana immediately ordered a halt.

The Skeleton army parted, clearing a path.

“Let them go.”

“Get out of here.” Fabiana said coldly.

Some knights immediately fled for their lives.

But the Wolf Knight didn’t leave.

“A warrior can be killed, but not humiliated!”

He roared.

Fabiana slowly stepped out of the Skeleton formation.

“A defeated general doesn’t deserve to die by my hand.”

Her voice was icy.

For the first time, the Wolf Knight felt fear.

The words got stuck in his throat, unable to come out.

“Go back and tell your leader.”

“I am the real Fabiana.”

With that, she turned and left.

The next moment—

All the Skeleton Knights turned to dust.

The dark clouds dispersed, the White Mist vanished.

The world returned to normal.

As if nothing had just happened, only an illusion.

The Wolf Knight stood there, drenched in cold sweat.

The church before him seemed like the entrance to hell.

He didn’t dare take another step inside.

In the end, he fled with his remaining troops in disgrace.

The three of them returned to the church.

“You coordinated well just now.”

Samimi nodded with satisfaction.

“Our goal isn’t to kill all the rebels.”

“It’s—to make a big scene.”

“To make your name known across the entire West Sea.”

Fabiana nodded.

“I understand.”

She walked to the bedside and pulled out a chest.

Opening it—

Inside was her knight armor.

No longer pure white, covered in battle scars.

But still sturdy.

She took off the nun’s habit.

And put the armor back on.

At this moment—

The Pure White Knight returned.

“Something still feels missing…”

Samimi looked her over.

“Right, the weapon.”

“Mino, give her the sword.”

Mino pulled the Golden Sword from the void.

“Borrowing it to you.”

“…Thank you.”

“Say thank you to Niubao.”

“Thank you, Mino.”

Mino nodded.

The moment Fabiana gripped the sword—

The blade glowed.

Engravings appeared.

On one side, her name and birthday.

On the other, an inscription:

[Guard this pure white sky]

“…Strange.”

Samimi was stunned.

This sword was just a normal weapon—

But it was glowing.

Things were getting more and more complicated.