"Sir! you say that practicing your hands is really practicing your hands!" Sensing the drastic change in Jeno's body, Hex suddenly spoke: "But how is this paw a little familiar, let me think about it...... This is...... The joy of fire? ”

"The joy of going to nm's fire, do you have eyes! This is obviously a ghost hand! Don't be blind if you don't understand! ”

Looking at his right hand of the spirit body burning with blue flames, Jeno smiled a smile that only he could understand.

"Hungry ghosts, weep!" He regained the blood of his youth, and fought indomitably into the black mist.

Although the right hand could no longer hold the crystal sword of matter, just a small spark contaminated with the snap of Jeno's fingers was enough to make these carrion corpses disappear, shrinking their stiff muscles in wailing, and shrinking into the posture they once had in their mother's womb.

Jeno is crazy.

No undead spirit can be his one-man general, not even the evil spirits just now.

It seemed that he could fan a foehn wind with just a raised hand, and the undead would be silenced.

His claws could pass through the filthy flesh of the undead without hindrance, and by the time they were pulled out, they had lost any unclean reactions.

And the soul white light that flashed when they were released was automatically absorbed by the soul claws.

Unconsciously, Jeno had forgotten the original intention of breaking through, and directly covered all the undead in sight by himself.

In the end, the battle was settled cleanly, and in the later stages, everyone tacitly put down their finger weapons and watched Jeno perform, as if they knew that it would be beneficial to him.

Looking at his flaming right hand, except for Jinx, whose eyes were full of small stars, the others were more worried.

"Will your hand come back?" Sarah and Ezreal ask similar questions, and Jinx tries to reach for Jeno's right hand.

"Huh? Simple. Jeno shook his right hand, and the flames seemed to be sucked into his body as if they had been sucked into his body by a black hole, and a strong little arm appeared below his elbow, and his slender fingers were still very flexible, and he grabbed Jinx's groping pig hand.

"What do you want to do?" Jeno hooked the corners of his mouth, and the earth-shaking emotional changes in Jinx's eyes were seen by him, as if he had become the person she hated the most.

Although he knew that the soul fire would not cause harm to humans under normal circumstances, he just didn't want to give Jinx his wish.

"If you don't do anything, just borrow a fire!" Jinx was disappointed and cursed to Jeno, "If you die and become an undead, you will definitely become a stingy ghost!" ”

After speaking, he hooked and ripped the corners of his mouth with his little thumb, rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue and sat with a classic grimace.

"Make a grimace again, and I'll stretch your tongue and make you a long-tongued ghost!"

Jinx was startled, thinking that Jeno had really come to pull his tongue. In order to protect her tongue, she had to settle for the next best thing and bared her teeth instead.

Jeno summed up the battle a little: he had gained enough in this battle, mastered the new ability to turn his soul into direct and efficient combat power, which perfectly matched the powerful characteristics of his soul, as long as he continued to increase his soul strength through talent, then the combat power of his spirit state would also increase.

He glanced at it again, his right arm was not damaged because of this spiritual body transformation, he couldn't hold back the ecstasy in his heart, if the physical body was completely transformed into a spirit body, then wouldn't these abilities of flying to the sky be self-taught?

But when I think of my left arm and heart, which are not physical, I am afraid that things will not be so simple...... However, the combination of the flesh, the spirit body, and the gold and stone is endless.

While thinking about it, the wailing of the dead reached everyone's ears again.

"Damn, how can there be so many!" Sarah reloaded quickly, she was an ordinary human, her physical strength was quickly exhausted, she didn't have the terrifying stamina like Jeno or the powerful holy weapon like Ezreal, and if she was infested by the undead, she would probably miss a lot of mistakes in battle.

Coincidentally, a new army has sprung up!

Suddenly there was a sound of horses' hooves on the shore, and from far and near, thunderous echoes ate away at their courage.

Knock –

Iron hooves trampled like thunder, tearing at the eardrums of several people. The thunder grew louder and denser, like a giant swinging a hammer and smashing wildly on the anvil, the ground trembled, and black mist rose from the white sand beneath his feet, welcoming death.

With a final explosion, a tall and terrifying silhouette of a knight appeared on the cliff of black smoke, staring coldly at a few people under the cliff.

"It's this ...... here" Sarah quietly retreated into the crowd, how could she, who had already taken a face-to-face face, not recognize that it was Hecarim, the shadow of war.

In the lore of the Night of the Soul Eclipse, Hekarim represents endless carnage. It will die, but it will never stop killing.

"I think I know why there are so many undead on this beach...... Because Hecarim has been washing this gray-white beach with slaughter, killing all the weak creatures who strayed into the Shadow Isle, so that the victims can get back on their feet under its trampling. If it was the vanguard in the Night of the Eclipse of Souls, then on the Isle of Shadows, it is the gatekeeper of the realm of the dead! ”

Sarah said with hindsight, and Hecarim's form had fully emerged from the black mist.

An undead could not make such a dense sound of horses' hooves, and behind Hecarim, more Dread Knights stepped out. Some of them are ghost knights riding bone nightmares and still flesh and blood, and some are evil spirit knights who only have spirit bodies, but without exception, they are all Hekarim's former subordinates, and they are all immortal undead of the Iron Order!

Faced with the undead miscellaneous soldiers gradually surrounding on the beach and the undead cavalry regiment staring at the cliff of Blackeye Mountain not far away, Jeno quietly dialed Lucian's communicator and decisively ordered:

"Run! Keep running! Until you find Lucian! ”

Jeno resummons the Ghost Hand and leads the way for the crowd, while Ezreal and Sarah clean up the undead on both sides, and Jinx unleashes his exhaust gas at the miscellaneous soldiers who follow behind.

"No one will survive!"

The movement of several men was like a signal to Hecarim to march, and the horses neighed, spitting out a large amount of black mist between their noses. With a swing of Hecarim's ghost-fire broadbladed halberd, the black mist mingled together and rolled towards the beach as a screen of smoke.

What's even more jaw-dropping is that Hekarim actually took the lead, stepping on the billowing black fog and rushing out of the cliff and charging towards the beach!

And although the dreadknights behind them were a beat slower, they didn't need any command, they automatically arranged into an arrow formation that was conducive to breaking the formation, their bodies were lit with pale green translucent firelight, and they were holding spears and swords glowing with black gas, and they rushed down like a sea of mountains!