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Countless soldiers, along with the crumbling walls, were melted together, their screams unceasing.

Philip advanced, and before him, Poson's iron cavaliers were like papier-mâché puppets, effortlessly melted away.

"Beast!"

General Giovanni roared furiously and lifted his sword to cleave down Philip.

Yet his longsword had not even reached Philip when it was blown away by an invisible force, skewering into the ground and snapping with a thunderous crack.

Before Giovanni could react, Philip's fist had already penetrated his chest, and blood spurted out like a fountain.

"You're not even close."

Philip released his blood-soaked fist, allowing Giovanni's corpse to collapse to the ground.

Seventh-order Lord Roland was no more successful in stopping Philip; he too was turned into a pool of blood, his bones completely dissolved.

Minutes later.

Hargengarde fortress was unexpectedly breached, and the civilians inside Hargengarde city, faced with sudden disaster, fell into panic.