Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

Upon the mountain peak, Rebar saw the movements of the Court Mage Corps and inwardly cried out in alarm.

He knew the power of the Court Mage Corps well. If he didn't launch an attack quickly, once they completed their magical incantation, his side would suffer heavy losses. Therefore, he strained his voice and shouted loudly, "Attack with all your might! Kill the dog emperor and then retreat!"

This order was like an injection of stimulants into the rebel army's Saint-tier powerhouses.

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A trace of determination flashed in their eyes as they accelerated towards Soren's group. Their speed was like shooting stars chasing the moon, determined to kill Soren before the Court Mage Corps completed their magic attack.

In an instant, the atmosphere on the battlefield became tense, and the conflict between the two sides was on the verge of breaking out.

Soren's personal guards reacted quickly. The Royal Guard Knight Corps quickly surrounded the Emperor's carriage.

They held long spears, stood in formation, and their eyes revealed determination and fearlessness.

The Royal Guard Knight Corps reacted instantly like a precisely operating war machine.

They were uniform and launched a joint charge at the first moment.

More than 20,000 knights, like a black torrent, surged towards the rebel Saint-tier powerhouses.

The sound of horses' hooves was like thunder, the earth trembled, and the long spears shone with a cold light in the sunlight, like a forest of steel.

The power of this joint charge was astonishing.

Even Saint-tier powerhouses, faced with this overwhelming offensive, did not dare to take it head-on and could only temporarily avoid the brunt of it.

Upon seeing this, a group of alien border kings did not hesitate to flash to the other side.

Their figures were like lightning, instantly disappearing before the charging torrent.

This scene made a group of human border kings unable to help but curse loudly.

"These cowardly bastards!"

"They always fail at crucial moments, what are they good for!"

Various angry curses rose and fell.

The human border kings were already suspicious of the alien border kings, and now seeing them dodge so easily, they were even more furious. However, in this life-and-death battlefield, they had no time to care about these internal conflicts and could only grit their teeth and continue to charge towards their target – Soren's carriage.

On the Court Mage Corps side, the chanting of spells became more and more urgent.

Streams of magical light swirled around them, and powerful magical fluctuations spread out.

They were trying to complete the release of powerful magic in the short time that the Royal Guard Knight Corps and the rebel Saint-tier powerhouses were entangled, to create favorable conditions for their side.

And Soren, at this moment, was also quickly donning his battle armor in the carriage. His eyes were calm and firm, and he watched the chaotic battle outside through the car window.

At this critical moment, Shadow appeared outside the carriage like a ghost. His figure was like a black lightning bolt, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch.

Immediately afterward, Earth Shadow and Water Shadow also appeared, their faces were stern, and their eyes revealed a firm intention to protect.

"Protect His Majesty!" The three shouted in unison, their voices echoing around.

At the same time, a Saint-tier mage in the Court Mage Corps quickly formed hand seals and chanted words.

Instantly, a huge magic shield appeared out of thin air, tightly enveloping Soren's carriage.

This was no ordinary shield, but a Saint-tier shield condensed with the powerful magic of a Saint-tier mage, emitting a faint blue light, with mysterious runes flowing on the surface.

It would be as difficult as ascending to heaven for an ordinary Saint-tier powerhouse to break it.

On the other side, a large number of Eighth-tier knights burst out with amazing momentum.

With the continuous flow of blood energy from their subordinates, they pounced on the invading Saint-tier powerhouses like tigers descending the mountain.

On the battlefield of Sulmiga Mountain, the sounds of shouting, killing, and magic collisions intertwined into a deafening death rhapsody.

These Eighth-tier knights, who had undergone rigorous training on weekdays, were now filled with absolute loyalty to the Emperor. To protect Soren, they burst out with unprecedented power and engaged in a thrilling battle with the rebel Saint-tier powerhouses.

The Eighth-tier knights formed a tight battle formation and launched wave after wave of attacks against the rebel Saint-tier powerhouses in tacit cooperation.

With the blood energy continuously supplied by their subordinates, their strength was greatly improved, and each attack carried an indomitable momentum.

Although they were facing Saint-tier powerhouses whose strength far exceeded ordinary people, they were fearless, and their eyes revealed determination and decisiveness.

A young Eighth-tier knight, named Eric, still had some childishness on his face, but at this moment, he was full of fighting passion.

He rode a strong black horse, and the long sword in his hand was wielded impenetrably.

Facing an attack from a rebel Saint-tier powerhouse, he did not back down, sidestepped the opponent's fierce blow, and then exerted force, stabbing the opponent's chest with his long sword.

A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the rebel Saint-tier powerhouse, obviously not expecting this young knight to be so brave.

A rebel Saint-tier powerhouse named Mok, wielding a huge battle axe, could bring up a gust of wind with every swing.

He roared and charged towards the formation of the Eighth-tier knights, trying to tear a gap.

However, the Eighth-tier knights quickly adjusted their formation, using shields to form a solid line of defense, blocking his attacks one by one.

Mok's battle axe struck the shield, making a dull sound, but it could not break through the line of defense.

On the battlefield, the light of magic flickered non-stop.

The mages of the Court Mage Corps were doing their best to cast magic in the rear, providing support to the Eighth-tier knights.

Fireballs, ice arrows, and lightning bolts shot towards the rebel Saint-tier powerhouses, causing them no small amount of trouble. Princess Maylin floated in the air, her robes rustling in the wind. Her hands were constantly changing hand seals, and she was chanting ancient and mysterious spells.

As she chanted, a huge cloud suddenly appeared in the sky, with lightning and thunder in the clouds. Thick lightning bolts fell from the sky, accurately striking the rebel Saint-tier powerhouses.

The rebel Saint-tier powerhouses who were struck by lightning let out painful screams, and their bodies twitched non-stop under the impact of the powerful current.

On the other side, the Royal Guard Knight Corps, led by Jennifer, were like a sharp blade, crisscrossing the rebel camp.

Jennifer rode a snow-white warhorse, her figure was lithe, and the long spear in her hand danced with great force.

Each stab was accompanied by the fall of a rebel.