Compared to the desertion on the other side of the Wall of Sighs, except for the abandoned territories, no matter which Guardian's territory is lively.

[Lightless Land] is a land of redemption controlled by the paladin group led by Yundaos.

A powerful paladin hero, John Malindorff, is leading a 120-strong paladin brigade to patrol the Aurora Plains.

As the only time of the year when you can grow food, this place is not lacking in attention. Coupled with the news of food shortage from the [Wall of Sighs], as well as the recent continuous invasion of monsters from the outside world, the Holy Knights sent heroes to the town early.

John's eyes are always bright, and their brown eyes are full of confidence and perseverance, like sparkling brown gems.

A pair of sword eyebrows full of heroic temperament were raised high, never confused, weak and hesitant. Even the paladins behind him were somewhat tired. In the eyes and face of this man, there is never exhaustion to be seen.

He wore a well-cut knight's uniform, a dark blue jacket and brown breeches that were dulled by blood, but could not hide the [Order of the Rising Sun] and the [Lighthouse Medal] on his breastplate, which was the greatest glory of the Akama Paladin, representing him as the great victor of the desperate battle that was besieged by the devil's army for ten days.

Whether on horseback or on the ground, his waist was always straight, and though his belts, armor, and ornaments were stained with blood, only the sword and the hammer hanging from the saddle always looked new and neat.

He was always in the habit of tidying up his weapons as soon as he came after the war, and repairing the broken places with his own tools such as whetstones.

He is such an admirable man.

But such a powerful and heroic paladin is about to be reduced to ashes in the flames like this town that has come to an end.

"Damn!, who are you!?" said John Knight roaring angrily.

The guy on the other side wrapped in a black robe should be a black knight or a death knight, but it feels completely different.

The Holy Light didn't do anything to this guy at all!

Not to mention purifying the other party, even his full strength attacked, but he couldn't lift the other party's damn hood. Only a bulging black mist could be seen at the edge of the hood, and a pair of cold blue eyes that glowed with dazzling light.

"I want to know, wait until you become my companion!" the other man smirked evilly, and swung upwards with a black crosssword with a black skull gauntlet.

It was clear that it was summer here and now, and suddenly black snowflakes fell from the sky, and when the sword was pointed at the sky, the black snow in the sky suddenly rolled upside down with a sudden tornado, and even the corpses of the paladins wearing heavy armor on the ground were also raised.

John Knight read that right!

Even the corpse with armor weighing at least 200 catties turned into a black shadow, slowly fluttering, rising into the air, and turning into something like snow.

In the next second, the black snowflakes in the entire sky seemed to be controlled by an invisible hand, and the wind and snow screamed while resounding with a confused song.

The singing is beautiful, but it has a creepy taste.

Because it made John sing the siren's song!

Melodious and deadly!

"Ahhhhh

When the other party completes the momentum, he will have no chance to win!

Brilliant golden light bloomed on Knight John's body, his last struggle.

"At least, at least use some method to report to the head of the Yundao Division!"

Unfortunately, he couldn't.

The black snow in the sky suddenly turned into a river pouring down, and swept across the entire block with a bang.

Before John could even react, he found that the Holy Light Shield he was manipulating seemed to be frozen, and the Holy Light Power Shield, which was centered on spiritual energy, was actually 'frozen' into the powder of physical existence by these black snow, and fell one after another.

The Holy Light is actually 'dead'!?

Until the black long sword, ignoring the defense of his armor, penetrated through the material barrier, and pierced into his chest, his resolute face still maintained the last moment of surprise, and then the whole person exploded, turning into countless black powders, scattered all over the ground.

"Haha! The so-called top paladin hero, that's it!" the other let out a shudder-like laugh.

The next moment, as if Nuwa was pinching people, in the hands of the other party, all kinds of terrifying undead creatures used John's black dead ashes as raw materials, as if they were conjuring.

From the most conventional death knights to terrifying corpse dragons, there's everything. A hero's nourishment is like sprinkling beans into a soldier to make a small elite undead army out.

......

The first hero to die appeared on the Guardians' side.

This news is not too scary.

In Godforsaken Lands, death was a common occurrence.

Which overlord has not killed a few hero-level guys when he achieved hegemony?

The terrible thing is that Wang Hao's 'internal traitor', ahem, Miss Jia Ludi and Uncle Tucker, international friends of the Holy Light Department, teamed up to get a bunch of things from the Holy Knights that gave Wang Hao a headache.

Looking at this pile of black things, like the dark dishes made by Sun Shangying, Wang Hao was silent.

[Dead Matter]!

That's the system's verdict!

In this world, there is life and death.

This is a common jurisprudence in many parallel worlds.

Although there are many question marks in the system's judgment, just one [This substance can be used to shape various dead existences] is enough to make Wang Hao sleep badly.

For a long time, Wang Hao has created so many miracles with sand sculpture players. Of course, there is the credit of sand sculpture players, but without [biomass] to shape various forms such as crayfish people, crab people, fish people, and naga, who will believe that this is a 'game'?

The appearance of [Dead Matter] immediately made Wang Hao feel a great threat!

Damn, it's a sad day!

Lao Tzu plays [biomass], he plays [dead matter]?

Is this a deliberate attempt to get along with me?

At most, I made man, why did you make the dead?

Can this be the same?

Wang Hao secretly made a decision: team battles can be lost, and the guy who plays [Dead Matter] must 'die'!

And it has to be whipped a hundred times, a hundred times!

The lair of the guardians from all walks of life has come with bad news like snowflakes.

The stone man and the night demon who have long abandoned their hometown to eat have no real feeling. The Phantom Feather Neon of the Winged Human Race came to Wang Hao several times a day, knocking on the side and asking about food supply. Wang Hao was really annoyed, and threw three months of compressed biscuits and other foods to her in one go, so that this obstructive bird woman could get out.

The worst thing is Rachel, and the Empress of Flame is not good.