At this moment, the spear in her hand trembled, and she suddenly felt there was an obstruction ahead. The girl was slightly taken aback and looked up, her flame-like eyes reflecting a few people.
Specifically, it was a small team of Knights.
'Pallas' Knight Order,' Qian's heart stirred. She knew very well that the Silver Rank Knights were the backbone of an army. If she could dismantle them first, then this war could end prematurely. Thinking of this, she immediately charged towards them.
Unexpectedly, the other side reacted swiftly, almost immediately perceiving her intention. Four or five knights quickly surrounded her.
'Fools.' Qian frowned, thinking to herself. These Knights should already be quite aware of her strength—Golden Peak, which was incomparable with these Silver Rank, lower-tier Knights. Yet, when these Knights rushed toward her, they did not hesitate at all. She only saw resolute determination in their eyes.
All of them were young—
