The Melani City was populated by about half a million people from all walks of life. After this day, only about a hundred will live on.
The people kept on pushing through the militants' barrier. They were throwing Molotov bombs at the enforcers, killing many of them. The superhumans from SHR were being overwhelmed by sheer numbers, not to mention the members of the followers were joining the fight. When it seemed like the militant will be wiped out by the civilians and the followers, hundreds of black knights emerged from the shadows, massacring the civilians left and right. All of them moved so swiftly that not even the followers could keep up. The crowd began to retreat in fear, but the black knights were relentless. Some of the brave civilians stood their ground to hold off the black knights, but it barely bought any time for the rest. They were moving towards the location of their leader, Kramer Jaski, thinking he would be able to protect them. But only slaughter awaited them, as the lord of Kamira stood before all of them, alone. He had hidden his aura so none of them knew who he was. The crowd seemingly planned to simply get past the mysterious figure, but before they knew it, they were surrounded by black knights. There was nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. One of them yelled out, "If we are going to die, we will die fighting!" They all cheered in unison and began to fight back against the black knights. Surprisingly, they were winning; it seemed like the black knights were exhausted. Some of the knights even began to kill one another. "Wait... what?!" One of the followers was shocked by what he saw. He closed his eyes and opened them again, trying to concentrate until he finally saw what had truly happened. There were no black knights among them; the civilians and the followers were killing each other. The said follower was in deep horror, as he was trying to warn them, his head fell off his shoulder. "Impressive, to have such concentration to resist such a simple illusion is remarkable for weaklings like you. The same couldn't be said for your allies," Yamikani stated as the civilians were completely massacred while the followers kept on fighting one another. The black knights finally reached them, and Yamikani lifted his illusions. When the realisation hit the followers, they were deep in shock and despair as they were helplessly slaughtered by the black knights. Yamikani had left the place to the black knights to clean up. He went into the nearby woods, where the rest of the followers had gathered. The followers were in a state of great panic; they were completely unprepared and were caught off guard by Yamikani. With their strongest members dead, they were merely children fighting a god. In half an hour, the entirety of the organisation was wiped clean from the face of the earth. The rebelling civilians in the city was completely decimated by the black knights. The raging city has turned to dead silence.
As the chapter ends.