I am the Holy Poisoner, the Empress advised me to calm down

"Captain, what do you think? The assistance coming this time is strong enough. Do we have a chance to win?" A team member asked while panting, his eyes full of expectation and uncertainty.

Lin Fan took a deep breath, gripped the hilt tightly, and spoke firmly, "We have never feared any challenge, especially with such a powerful force joining us this time. As long as we work together, no obstacle can stop us from moving forward!"

"That's right! Nothing can break our fighting spirit! For our homeland, for everything worth defending—charge!" Knight Gavin gave the final signal for the charge, and behind him, Lin Fan and his companions followed without hesitation...

Just as the battle between the two armies reached its climax, a burst of hurried footsteps was heard from afar. Who was it? New reinforcements or a stronger enemy?

All the answers would be revealed in the next battle... "Here they come! Who is that? Our reinforcements or..." The crowd's whispers echoed across the battlefield. Everyone's heart was in their throat, fearing any adverse changes.

Just as everyone waited with bated breath, a figure swiftly darted through the dense crowd and arrived beside Lin Fan and Gavin. "I'm Leon, a magician coming from a small town in the east to provide support," the newcomer said breathlessly, but a determined and courageous light gleamed in his eyes. "When I heard about your hard fight here, I immediately brought my companions and rushed over."

Gavin glanced at the dark mass of enemy troops ahead. "Excellent! You've arrived just in time. We're facing a powerful group of black-robed wizards. With your magical support, we will be fearless of any challenge."

Leon nodded and quickly began to set up his position. Meanwhile, several of his companions were busy preparing various spell materials and incantations.

Some of the onlookers murmured. "That's wonderful!" a little boy said excitedly, and his mother beside him patted him on the shoulder, her eyes filled with gratitude.

"Look at that guy in the white robe over there? They must be the legendary Sons of Light!" exclaimed a passing soldier.

"That's right! It's unbelievable that he could summon so much help in such a short time. I really hope our village can have more heroes like this..." Another villager sighed, his eyes full of envy and admiration fixed on the silver-armored knight in the center of the battlefield - Gavin Stratton.

At this moment, the leader of the black-robed mages present seemed to sense something was amiss. He sneered, raised his scepter, and shouted, "It seems you truly cannot be underestimated. But don't be too happy. The forces of darkness will not be stopped by even the slightest resistance! Attack!" With a single command, all the forces of darkness surged toward the side of light like a tide, and the air instantly filled with a thick sense of murderous intent and danger.

Faced with the sudden and fierce attack, even with the addition of new allies, the situation remained dire. "Everyone, focus on defense! Maintain your formation as much as possible and support each other! Don't let them take advantage!" Lin Fan commanded loudly, brandishing his sword to block the first few waves of attacks.

Not far away, two young apprentice magicians were frantically casting fireballs to support their comrades on the front lines. "Hurry up! Push harder!" one of them nervously but courageously encouraged the other. "Don't worry, I'll do my best," the other young man replied, summoning the last of his magic power and unleashing several blazing balls of flame, successfully driving back several of the attacking enemies.

The battle reached a stalemate, with each side fighting tooth and nail to gain the upper hand. Across this war-torn land, the images of those who bravely advanced and those who desperately resisted were seared into the memories of every participant...

Suddenly, a dazzling flash of lightning streaked across the night sky, exploding in mid-air. "What is this? Is it the ultimate move of a lightning mage?" Everyone looked up at the magnificent scene in the sky in amazement.

Then, a series of even louder explosions echoed from deep within the enemy camp. "Oh no! Everyone, be careful! They might be up to something!" The experienced veteran immediately realized the dire situation and quickly warned his comrades.

However, when the smoke gradually dissipated, the scene that appeared before everyone's eyes was an unexpected result: those black-robed mages who had been extremely arrogant and domineering actually began to waver and become confused, fleeing in all directions as if they were afraid of something huge.

"How could this happen... What exactly happened just now?" a young soldier asked blankly, obviously extremely confused and puzzled by this sudden development.

At that moment, a voice cut through the din of the battlefield. "Hmph, so you're just some shady rats who only know how to bully the weak." The speaker was none other than the mysterious silver-armored knight Gavin. "Your so-called dark forces are nothing more than this."

Lin Fan followed up with another comment: "No matter who they are, anyone who truly wishes to protect world peace will never be alone. Together, there is no difficulty that cannot be overcome."

At this moment, not only was there an unprecedented sense of confidence between Lin Fan and his teammates, but even the ordinary people around them who had witnessed all these changes felt a strong sense of resonance. "Yes! As long as there are still people willing to stand up against evil, the light will not completely disappear." The women smiled at each other, their hearts filled with warmth.

But victory is far from over, and the future is still full of uncertainties. "What should we do next?" Leon turned to ask the captains beside him. Just as the three of them were discussing their next move -

"Boom—" A dull, rhythmic sound once again interrupted their conversation. What was making such a noise? Did it indicate a greater danger was imminent?

Everyone simultaneously looked up, searching for the source of the sound... "It's the sound of drums... coming from the south," a young soldier shouted in astonishment. Everyone turned south, only to see a massive shadow gradually emerging from the darkness. It wasn't a building, but a massive creature—a horned, scaly dragon, slowly approaching the battlefield.

A mixture of exclamation and fear erupted from the crowd. "Oh my God, is that really a dragon? I thought it was just something from stories!" a middle-aged man said in a trembling voice. The little girl next to him clung to her mother's thighs, "Mom... I'm scared."