As far as the eye can see, at least a thousand undead zombies have launched a siege on the warriors and paladins of the Brotherhood of Light. Their dull gazes, their stiff movements, rusty swords kept falling.

But the paladins who were blessed with various divine blessings were even braver, their war hammers were like burning suns, glowing with dazzling golden light, and the thirteen paladins of the Brotherhood of Holy Light gathered together, and the surging holy light swept away the undead of the natural disaster in front of them. The light shrouded the gray land of Talon County, and it seemed that every minute was purifying this evil land.

In front of him were swaying figures and golden light, and the air was constantly filled with the sound of weapons colliding. The low roar of the zombies, the wails of the undead, resounded in the ears.

"In the name of the Light!"

Ares roared, and the giant sword stabbed out in the air, and the undead zombie in front of him suddenly turned into a blazing flame, and fell to the ground, no longer struggling. With another sword, it severed the head of another zombie, and the rotting head suddenly flew in the air, and muddy blood gushed out from the broken neck.

As the fallen giant sword struck again and again, slashing again and again, the undead zombies in front of him were cut off one after another, and their stomachs were disemboweled. Zombie after zombie, ghoul, fell beside Ares.

Gradually, a warm breath rose in the body, and the power of the holy light was like a warm current, slowly stretching and spreading in the body. It penetrates every inch of muscle, every vein, every pore. A warm golden light rose from Ares, and the fallen greatsword stopped wailing, and it was held in Ares' hand like an ordinary greatsword. Instead, the energy of the light unsheathed.

The ground beneath his feet began to burn, and the scorching temperature made it impossible for the catastrophic undead to get close, and the giant sword on the paladin's body continued to attack, and the golden arc flashed, and the undead zombies in front of them suddenly fell, they wailed, and blue soul fires floated out of these rotten bodies.

"Paladin, attack!"

The situation on the battlefield gradually tilted towards the Brotherhood of Light, and under the leadership of Ares, this team of Knights of Light, with only thirty or so people, was like a golden sword, piercing the heart of darkness.

The chant sounded in his ears, and the white divine light bloomed from the body of a group of priests in Whitemane, and countless tiny spots of light converged on the warriors of the Brotherhood of Holy Light, as long as it was not too traumatic, they were immediately healed by these divine energies.

In the surging light, Ares saw his prey...... In the dense crowd of undead zombies, Ares saw the undead who was different, it was covered in heavy armor, its black cloak hung behind it like a dark veil, and its eyes revealed a little scarlet, the color of blood.

It is surrounded by more than a dozen large skeleton warriors, and these skeleton warriors have been infused with powerful dark energy, making them more powerful than ordinary zombies and humans.

However, whatever it was, Ares had to kill it.

"The light is above."

Ares roared, dragged his sword, and rushed over. The undead in front of him were cut off their hands and feet, bursts of wails passed in their ears, and the dense zombie hordes, the paladins were like a golden light, killing into the dark haze.

And almost as Ares charged, the Death Knight spotted the Paladin leader in the crowd.

There are more undead around Ares.

But the Light drove them back without exception. Until the Death Knight himself went into battle.

Finally, after killing the undead, the death knight, Marduk in black, stood in front of Ares. It jumped off its necromantic warhorse, its blood-red eyes staring at the paladin captain in front of it.

Having been defeated by the Death Knight time and time again, this time, Ares will not let history repeat itself. He clenched his greatsword, and the Ember Bringer roared. The two sides were silent and began to collide with each other.

It was as if a thick black fog crashed into a golden halo. Ares swung his greatsword at the Death Knight, who stabbed at Ares with his rune sword.

The fallen Ember Bringer swept across the air in front of him and let out a furious roar, and the moment it hit the rune sword in the black-clad Marduk's hand, flames erupted from the Ember Bringer's sword. The stirring air suddenly flipped the Death Knight's cloak over, revealing his dark brown face. There was no blood on it, and it seemed that blood was no longer flowing in the veins, but evil dark magic.

Mars fell on the armor of the Death Knight Marduk, and apparently unable to stand the temperature of the Ember Bringer, quickly took a few steps backwards, dodging the flames that kept coming up.

However, Ares did not give the Death Knight a respite, and a stride forward, the fallen Ember Bringer slashed from top to bottom again. It's so fast, so agile, so powerful, as if it could fight itself.

The black-clothed Maduk hurriedly raised the rune sword to block, and the two great swords collided again, making a crisp and powerful striking sound. A flash of fire emitted from the touch of the blade, and every time the big sword met, a shockwave of energy spread, and the human warriors and undead zombies around them instinctively retreated, even if they were not the ones who danced the sword themselves, but they could feel the power that bloomed from the blade.

"No small progress, young paladin."

Maduk in black said, struggling to push Ares back.

A ghostly smile lingered at the corner of its mouth - "It's a pity that this sword doesn't belong to you." It is loyal only to darkness. ”

Marduk continued. It was as if it had seen through something.

But Ares doesn't want to listen to his nonsense, so much nonsense every time he fights? Ares drew his greatsword back, focused on it, and stabbed it again.

But this time, the energy of the Holy Light was fading, as if some kind of energy barrier was gathering on the Death Knight.

Gradually, a layer of dark green energy barrier was wrapped around the black-clothed Maduke!

Anti-magic shields?

Ariston remembered something, but as soon as he remembered it, the Death Knight dragged his greatsword and stabbed him in the air. Now, it became almost indestructible, its dark green energy barrier protecting its body, and any Holy Energy attack seemed to be ineffective against it!

The Death Knight's attack rained down, and in front of him, a terrifying blue light slashed. Moreover, even more terrifying than the physical attack is that the rune sword seems to have become a plague messenger in the hands of the death knight, and it can be seen that every time it swings the rune sword, a green plague cloud emanates from the blade. Ares raised his sword in resist, and kept retreating.

The Death Knight was laughing maniacally, but Ares wasn't undefeated. The moment the rune sword stabbed down, Ares held the sword in both hands and blocked with all his might, but the power of darkness was transmitted through the blade. With great force, Ares almost immediately knelt down, holding his greatsword in both hands, so that the rune sword would not cut off his arm.

"Your end has come, paladin."

The black-clad Marduk laughed wildly, swirls of green energy converging in its hands, and the pressure was transmitted from the weapon, sending Ares's knees almost sinking into the ground.

However, in an instant, just a moment, Ares felt his strength regain a little, and Whitemane's healing prayer came, and the power of the Holy Light in his body gathered again.

"No, that's not my end, it's your end!"

Ares roared, and with the release of the Holy Shield, the ground beneath his feet burned, and the blazing flames rose, and with all his strength, Ares pushed Marduk's runic sword back.

Marduk watched in amazement at the scene before him, however, he soon realized that the holy priest not far away had been casting various healing spells on Ares.

The Death Knight ordered his men to concentrate their forces and attack the priest. However, Ares didn't give him that time.

The fallen Ember Bringer turned into a normal weapon, and the light burst from Ares's body, light surging across the armor's surface. In an instant, the greatsword whistled and struck again, this time, Marduk raised the rune sword to meet it, however, with just the sound of a weapon slamming, the evil rune sword was slashed in two by the fallen Ash Bringer!