Clang!

A metallic sound rang out.

“Keuk!”

And a breathy gasp escaped Unsightly Humility’s mouth.

The amount of force exerted by the spear far exceeded his imagination.

Heroic Spirit — pulling out a mountain with strength and covering the world with aura.

Unsightly Humility had never been subject to such enormous force, not only when he was alive, but even after he became the King of Death Knights.

His joints that were strengthened when he first became an undead began to creak, and even his soul began to throb.

“Keuuuu…!”

He managed to block the blow, but that was all.

The weight continued to crush down on him even as he tried to push the spear away with all his might.

Then, all of a sudden, the pressure eased…

Whoosh!

And an alarmingly powerful force cut through the air and rushed toward his left.

Unsightly Humility quickly raised his divinity and twisted his body.

Clang!

“!?”

A metallic sound echoed once again, and Unsightly Humility’s upper body quickly bent to the right.

In addition to his divinity, the Army Commander tried to counteract the enemy’s attack by adding rotational force to his arm. Still, his longsword stopped in the air as if it had run into a mountain, and his body was pushed back.

Even his horse’s legs were bent as it struggled to hold out against the blow.

‘Am I…’

Dreaming?

Unsightly Humility muttered to himself.

He, who was granted the position of the Second Army Commander in recognition of his close-ranged combat skills, was losing.

And it wasn’t like he let his guard down. He was careful to encircle the enemy first, cutting off his routes of withdrawal, then attacked with all his might from the start, even...