Rhodes wasn't lying, he had indeed gone to Lucian to study the Holy Flame - it was a little similar to the Holy Light he had seen before, and it had a very powerful restraining effect on the undead.

It's a pity that although the power of the Holy Flame is amazing, Rhodes still has no clue after studying it for a long time.

Who knows how such a thing as the Holy Flame came about?

It looks like light and fire, but it is not light and not fire, and it exists only for a moment, so Rhodes tried for a long time, but he couldn't even do sampling and research.

Returning with nothing, Rhodes saw a puffed up Cana.

Rhodes wondered why Jana was suddenly angry — no matter how much he asked, Jana didn't say a word.

Hungry, Rhodes tried to taste the pudding on the table, and then suddenly realized with a confused face.

I was confused because I didn't know why Pudding was bitter - and I suddenly realized that I understood why Jana was angry.

"Jana, I swear I didn't mean to be bitter this pudding! Definitely not! ”

"I'm sure it's deliberately converging the effect of the Safron's Flame Rune!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I should have tasted two bites first!"

"Don't be angry, okay? Please~"

Although this kind of begging for mercy is a bit out of the law's compulsion, it has to be said that Rhodes has completely eliminated his nervousness about the upcoming battle.

And Jana forgave him as well - and that was enough.

It's almost Eclipse Night, and the athletes have already entered, so everyone is in place.

……………………

As time slowly passed, Bilgewater finally reached the time of dusk – when the sun's brilliance had completely dissipated, the moon had not risen.

Fog shrouded Bilgewater, and on the sea to the north, a turbid wave rolled over.

The undead of the Isle of Shadows are here.

At the forefront of the charge is the Shadow of War Hecarim, who has been twisted by dark magic and has become one with his mount forever, and the black mist that pervades the Isle of Shadows is the "Iron Order" of the Knights of Hecarim.

Although his soul was distorted, Hecarim's desire to conquer did not disappear, and even became more and more inflated, he hated the living, and longed to turn the whole world into a world of the undead.

It's a pity that except for the Night of the Eclipse of the Soul, the power of the sun and the moon will keep a firm watch over them at other times, and Naga Kapoulos at the bottom of the sea will also give some restraint to the undead, and all Hecarim can do is to take his former followers on the shores of Shadow Island, and practice and charge again and again.

But tonight was different.

Today is the Night of the Eclipse of Souls, the time when the power of the sun and the moon is at its weakest, and when Naga Kapoulos is temporarily unable to reach out to Valoran, on this night, Hekarim can take the undead under his command and gallop freely!

However, due to the issue of time, the only place that Hecarim can attack is often Bilgewater, so the Night of the Eclipse is only available to Bilgewater.

Behind the Knights of Hecarim, the hammerstone was slowly drifting.

"Let's ...... Let's get up~"

Unlike Hecarim, a being who was distorted by magic, Hammerstone was supposed to be a "human" - the curse of the Ruined King had annihilated his state, not his body, but had turned him into an energized one.

Hammerstone doesn't care about that, though.

For Hammerstone, what matters is never about one's own state, but how many people he can torture and how many people's painful souls he can absorb.

It is precisely because of his perverted penchant for torture that he is never absent from every night of soul eclipses, just like Hecarim.

And behind the hammerstone, this time the Soul Eclipse Night has one more rare guest.

Wearing a tall hat, staff in his hand, and a spellbook in his arms, he was ready to sing a requiem for the dead in the Night of Soul Erosion.

The choir of Karthas has been a bit understaffed lately, so the Death Carol is a rare part of the carnival of the Eclipse Night.

At the feet of the undead, the already turbulent sea seemed to have fallen silent.

Infected by the breath of the dead, the sea water turned into well water—there were no wind and waves, and not even the undead would make a ripple when they stepped on it.

On the calm waters, the army of the undead sprang forward in silence and speed.

Goal, Bilgewater.

……………………

On the night of the Eclipse of the Soul, Sarah fights alone.

Raven, Old Blow, and Huck sideline her entirely, leaving Sarah to deal with the undead in the direction of the Siren, and unfortunately, her direction is often the direction of the undead.

Although it is said that "everyone will work together on the night of the Eclipse of Souls", in fact, what they have in mind, Sarah can guess with her feet.

This little trick is still played on the night of the eclipse...... I really don't know anything about power.

Sarah waited quietly on the deck with her lieutenant, Raven, Sarah's most loyal subordinate, who was still bitterly admonishing Sarah.

"Mademoiselle—are we really not considering Lady Aloy's proposal? With the help of the church, everything will be much smoother for us. ”

"No, that guy is far more cunning than you seem."

"But what does that have to do with us? We are the secular kings of Bilgewater and have nothing to do with faith. ”

"The last one to think that was Planck, and he's finished now."

"yes—Planck is finished, and Aloy didn't remind him of anything......"

"But when Planck was about to be shot in the head, Aloy saved him, you know?"

Raven was dumbfounded, he obviously didn't expect such a thing, so that the whole person fell into a state of astonishment.

"Come to your senses, Raven." Shama stretched out her hand and shook it in front of him, "Watch out for the sea level, those damn undead are coming!" ”