The horse's hooves thundered, and his presence seemed to cut off all the fire that still had temperature, and everyone felt a hard fear ripple on their skin.

The tall shadow in the black fog was once called Hecarim, but it is impossible to determine whether this is his real name or a storyteller's fabrication.

Only a fool would dare to tell dark legends about him by the fire, and only after drinking enough rum to sink a battleship.

Sarah heard about the legend of the Isle of Shadows during a puppet show in Bilgewater's only marionette, and it was only when there were enough people that the puppeteer had the courage to pull out the scary puppet and tell the bloody name.

Among the powerful undead, Hecarim is the most recognizable of them all.

The storyteller uses an eerie and cruel tone to tell the legend of his blood debt, and Hekarim appears every year on the night of the Eclipse, and is never absent.

He is an unstoppable killing, an unquenchable rage, a nightmare in which no one survives.

Where he had trodden flat, he would leave only stumps and unsightly horror on the ground.

The shadow of war had fully emerged from the mist, and Miss Doom realized that he was more than just on a horse.

Both he and his mount were transformed into a pair of fiery hollow armor under the curse of immortality, fed on slaughter and burned for eternity.

Perhaps Hekarim was once a knight, but now the rider and his mount have become one, an ironclad centaur born only for destruction.

"Shadow of War never acts alone, he alone is an army." Raven whispered.

Miss Doom took her eyes off the stubborn centaur and noticed the black mist surging behind Hecarim, and a large group of ghost knights pushed through the black mist and leaned forward, lined up on either side of the general.

They were lit with pale green translucent fire, and armed with spears and swords glowing with black gas, while Hecarim was different from the others with a broad axe of burning green flames.

As they gradually emerge from the mist, Miss Doom has already found that the entire square is surrounded and airtight.

With his eyes blazing and his eyes like torches, Hecarim surveyed everyone in the field, his smiling helmet opening and closing, and uttering a shuddering voice!

"No one...... Survive! ”

The clash of gold and iron exploded in his ears, and people couldn't help but see if its throat was made of metal, but when he looked through the gap in the iron armor, he could only see the fierce flames burning.

The sea kui insect has not yet been solved, and two evil spirits have been ushered in.

It was only after confronting the horrors hidden in the black fog that Miss Doom understood how terrifying the power of the Shadow Isle was.

Almost everyone, including her, had lost the desire to fight, no one wanted to fight a battle that was impossible to win, and they did not throw away their weapons because they had no way back.

Despair enveloped everyone's hearts like the Iron Cavalry of the Shadow of War, as long as they were given a little hope, such as surrender.

They will throw away their armor and seize hope at all costs.

But the undead do not accept any surrender, either fight or die.

Bell Bell Bell –

Hecarim swung his halberd and slammed the monstrous beast's breastplate, making a desperate sound.

"The Iron Regiment obeys orders!"

The Ghost Knight Legion moved in response, and the sound of horses' hooves in unison trampled on people's hearts, making their hearts beat with a heavy frequency involuntarily, and it was difficult to breathe.

"In the name of the Isle of Shadows! Crush them with iron hooves and bring death and destruction to all who live! ”

As Hecarim swung the halberd into a moon-shaped tail of flames in the air, a low trumpet began to echo through the square.

The ghost knights rushed out in unison, silently waving their fiery swords, guns, and halberds, and unstoppably rushed towards the scattered crowd.

Sensing the ancient and familiar charge, Hecarim rushed ahead of his head, leaping out with his barbed halberd in high aloft and slashing a slower sailor from his collarbone to his belly.

One blow kills, the black blade of the halberd pulsates in the blood, and the living people around him fled one after another because of his thunderous blow, and he reveled in the fear of the people.

This mortal fragile soul wants to fly to freedom, and the black mist of hunger will not spare any soul.

Hecarim watched as his soul was gradually sucked into a soul lamp, and then Hammerstone gave him a piercing smile.

Hammerstone summons him, uses him, and follows his iron hooves to collect souls for torture, but he doesn't care.

All Hekarim cared about was killing.

He found his target and threw himself into the next kill.

Despair froze between Sarah's hot brows, and more and more of her brothers died under the chaos.

The horse's hooves were like thunder, and when the blades of the Iron Legion had forced Miss Doom and them to no return, a burning pain came from her chest, and she felt that in the next second, a black blade would pierce her chest, pulling out a full of blood.

"I'm sorry brethren, we'll see you in the next life."

In this mortal predicament, no language is weak, and after shouting this last word, Sarah rushed towards Hekarim with her sword in hand.

"Don't, Captain!" Raven stopped her.

"You followed the wrong person, I deserve to die, please let me die decently." Sarah gasped and pleaded, sweat making her long hair even more scarlet.

"No, look at your chest." Raven said excitedly.

Sarah looked down in amazement and saw that the bluebird amulet hanging from her chest was glowing white.

Overcast clouds covered the whole of Bilgewater at some point, and storms gathered on the highest peaks.

A crisp snap of fingers sounded, and both Sarah and Sivir, who were fighting each other, heard the crystal shattering.

Immediately after, the wind and clouds changed color.

The clouds overhead opened a gap, pouring down like a waterfall in the sky, and the storm gathered and surged around the jumping cliff.

"Is the sky falling?" Raven shook into a sieve.

Sarah shook her head and took off the Blue Bird Amulet and held it high above her head.

"No...... It is God who approves of our efforts to give us salvation. ”

When the amulet met the wind, it turned into a blue bird and flew high into the air, and even the hook of the hammerstone could not catch up with its nimble nature.

Boom –

As soon as the sound exploded, everyone felt a powerful heartbeat in the sky, their eardrums shook, and the extremely depressed and dull atmosphere was blown away by the sudden strong wind.

The sound comes first, and the wind comes later.

Powerful wind pressure radiated in all directions from the cliff and swept across Bilgewater.

Like a sifting and filtering, it expelled the black fog that flooded the entire Rat Town, and those undead who were stripped from the black fog by the wind pressure let out a scream of pain after losing the blessing of the curse, and the world evaporated.

Sarah's tousled hair danced wildly in the wind, and she watched as a ghost knight attacked her, and just as the black blade was about to point at the tip of her nose, he gradually turned to ashes and was carried away by the wind.

She turned her head to look around, and all the ghost knights who had escaped from the black fog turned into desert wind and sand, passing out of sight.

The same scene is not only happening in the square.

In the captured house, a ghost claw suddenly disappeared when it was about to grab a little girl, and the little girl who had been holding back her crying finally cried loudly.

In a certain ship, a sailor who was bewitched by the black mist and wanted to kill himself with a harpoon suddenly stopped moving, and his originally confused eyes became afraid.

The giant sea kui worm also disappeared into invisibility after the black mist dissipated.

A figure slammed down from the height of the sea beetle's mouth, lying on the roof of the shed, gasping for air.

"Finally...... It's still too late to ......."

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