After talking about the Western Territory, let’s talk about the special team in the Northern Territory.
The 'Death Scythe Knights' stationed at Glyph Fortress, this group of necromancers whose members cannot be distinguished between the dead and the living, are descended from the 'Crescent Death Scythe Knights' of the Mercury Dynasty. Their members are all above Sequence 5 of the Necromancer, and their number is approximately between 300 and 500. The data is difficult to confirm, and the news of Glyph Fortress has always been little known to outsiders.
The elite 'Raven Knights' of the Treyi family, all of whom are Sequence 5 or above, number approximately 800. They are clad in cold iron armor, ride dead steeds, and wield armor-piercing crow-beak hammers. They can easily break through the defenses of heavily armored units and are also highly resistant to damage from spells.
The Death Wizard Corps, stationed at the Northern Territory's Wizard Tower, consists of approximately 3,000 members, all of whom are Sequence 4 or higher, with a few reaching Sequence 7. They are a rare necromancer corps on the continent, rarely gathering together, focused on their own research and experiments. They only unite for battle when called upon. Although they haven't taken action in centuries, this mysterious group, once known for summoning a vast army of undead that blanketed the wilderness like hundreds of thousands, has long been feared by the other nobles within the empire.
Finally, there is the 'Black Feather Witch', who are subordinate to the Crow Witch of the Wise Eye. The number of members is uncertain, and there are about 600 people above Sequence 4. They are the only remaining witch faction on the continent. They are generally advisors, tutors, doctors, etc. to nobles, and rarely appear in front of ordinary people.
After analyzing all this, Loran Hill tapped his head with a pen, feeling a little stressed.
I always feel that if we compete in data, we can't win. However, in actual combat, our willpower and training level should give us a big advantage, so we are not without a chance.
Although I believe in my own strength, I am still a little worried because it has not been tested on the battlefield.
Finally, Loran Hill turned his gaze to the south of the western border on the map.
Jelann, I gave you the holy sword forged by the fairies, so please don't let my hard work go to waste.
Most of the materials used for the twelve holy swords came from the subspace of the 'Fairyland', which was the legacy of the Sun of the Divine Wings. The power was the part that Loran Hill split from the crown. These consumed a lot of the girl's energy.
In fact, she had not thought of creating so many holy objects at the beginning, but perhaps it was a sudden inspiration that day, and she recalled the myths and legends of the past. She thought that as a fairy or goblin in the lake, she should be given twelve pieces to correspond to the number in the legend.
After thinking about this, Loran Hill yawned again.
Well, I'd better go to sleep.
The wind outside the window is still blowing, rolling up the pages of paper on the table from time to time, and those names and symbols come alive again in history.
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