The dark and inky fog of the evil curse that tumbled and spread from the depths of the sea in the southeast had finally gradually enveloped the entire Freeport city of Bilgewater Bay, gradually encapsulating the sky, the streets built on the hills, the mountain bridges, the houses and the docks on the sea in the entire southern part of the Python Islands.

Subsequently......

It didn't take long for those black fogs, which were still a little thin, to become more and more bizarrely thicker!

If who looks into the distance from their home at this time, the lights of the entire harbor city that were originally dotted on the sea surface and connected with the sea in the past have disappeared at all? Between heaven and earth, except for the dark dead silence, there seemed to be only the endless chill and the faint wailing and screaming of cursed evil spirits and twisted souls hidden in the black mist.

Water Cemetery ......

Here in Bilgewater City, all the people who have some status or status, after their normal or unnatural death, they are not directly buried in the earth, but are very distinctively suspended in the deep sea in this part of the harbor area, which is classified as a water cemetery, and are protected and hidden by seawater and scavenging aggressive fish, and finally return to the arms of the 'Bearded Lady'.

Of course, they are not just thrown overboard, the people of Bilgewater will also have a buoy tied to the top of the wreck site, which can float forever on the water, with the name of the dead dead, the cause and date of death and other wooden epitaphs written on it, of course, in addition to these, the epitaph can also be a captain's hat, a trophy, a sword, a gun, a small lighthouse, a bell or a flag that can represent the name, etc......

But the water cemetery is not something that all Bilgewater people can enjoy, because even if you don't mention the high cost of sunken corpses and sunken buoys and other devices required for water burial, just the kind of cemetery fees, labor fees, sea area planning fees, buoy management fees, cleaning fees, guidance fees and other messy fees paid to the gangsters who occupy the water cemetery are enough to discourage ordinary Bilgewater people!

So

Not everyone can afford to buy a 'cemetery' in the water cemetery, and enjoy the kind of 'high-standard' treatment that can be remembered or talked about by the living after death.

And at this time,

Under the black mist, the silent sea in the water cemetery area, which was originally full of various buoys, suddenly heard a strange cry like a seabird at this time...... And, of course, those sharply fluttering bells!!

The tombstones, of various sizes floating on the surface of the sea with the buoys, suddenly began to sway back and forth and tremble as if spasmodic......

If you think about the current situation in Bilgewater, it is not difficult to imagine that the venerable wrecks suspended under the buoys must have come to life and wanted to break free from the cages that bound them, and to break free from the heavy water coffins, anchors, cannon barrels, gravel nets, rusty shells or solid buckets and so on, and climb ashore?

Unfortunately, they are tied up in the sea and can't swim yet, so they can't do anything but struggle and sway in the water and make the buoys swing in unison! However, this thing has to be said to be an irony?

Because, those who had been delusional about hiding in the sea under the care of the 'Bearded Lady' and finding rest and mourning, were the first to become victims of this extraordinarily severe night of eclipses, and became one of the cursed undead who 'lived' again......

But in any case, the black shadows that now roll over the sky of Bilgewater, the fog of clashes in the streets, and the cold mist that rises from the sea, etc., are enough to illustrate the fact that:

The terrible cursed black fog that has spread from the Shadow Isles, the most terrible night of soul erosion in the daily culture of the Bilgewater people, those black fogs, here they are!

Moreover, it is more serious than ever!!

……

White Harbor,

In this gangster stronghold here, which was converted from a large warehouse, the owner of this place, Miss Doom, Sarah, and the bastard leaders and leaders of the gangs under her command were cautiously holding their breath, standing or crouching, hiding quietly in groups in this large room that was already shrouded in the dark, with no fingers in sight, and basically no extra light.

‘……’

‘……’

Call!

Hiss! Call!

Except for the faint, I don't know whose heavy breathing it is, they didn't dare to make even the slightest sound at this time!

even

Some people only dare to be careful when they breathe, control themselves to hold their breath, and try to keep themselves quiet...... However, the muzzle of the musket in their hands did not remain still, but allowed it to be the first to aim at any breathable window that made a strange noise or could be broken in by a monster!

Although even they knew that the invisible cursed spirits, undead spirits, and other monsters that had drifted to the Shadow Isle of Bilgewater with the black fog would certainly not be stopped by the walls of the hard wooden houses if they wanted to break into the wooden house, they still subconsciously pinned their hopes on the solid walls, and subconsciously seemed to trust those obstacles that could give them a little bit of security. This can be seen from the fact that almost everyone is against the wall at this time.

'Woo woo ......'

Suddenly!

Just as Miss Doom Sarah and her unreliable gang leaders waited for a long time without encountering any danger, and did not see any undead intrude, and even the black mist of curse that pervaded them did not spread much, thinking that the undead could not detect them, and let them continue to survive here, thinking that they could hold out until dawn......

Finally, at this time, an uninvited guest visited this not too hidden place where they were hiding!

'Whew-woo-woo......'

A blue, transparent ghost, with a low moan and twisted pain sound that would make even the faint of heart shudder, slowly creep in from one of the walls to the south.

‘！！ ’

‘！？ ’

This frightened everyone present unconsciously turned their respective loaded muzzles, and while continuing to hide their bodies in the dark, they also aimed at the uninvited guest who broke in.

It was a strange guy dragging bursts of ethereal black smoke, faintly with the outline of a human being, but with an unusually distorted face, which could no longer be seen clearly, but kept emitting a faint blue fluorescence, translucent, like a cloud of black smoke.

Sure enough, it's the cursed undead from Shadow Isle!!

‘……’

‘……’

In an instant, everyone's breathing seemed to stop temporarily......

Because, according to the Bilgewater people who have some good intentions, if you hold your breath and hold your breath during the night of the Eclipse, you can make the souls of the dead ignore their presence in the night?

Regardless of whether this trick is useful or not, now, at such a fatal time, no one would be stupid enough to question the veracity of such rumors!!

Anyway, everyone, including Miss Doom Sarah, instantly took out the super breath-holding ability that they only used when diving! One by one, they closed their mouths in an instant, stopping the gas exchange between their noses and lungs and the outside world, and their entire bodies were fixed on the muzzle of the gun and eyes in their hands, and the rest of their bodies were frozen and motionless except for each other's every move.

'Woo......'

'Woo woo ......'

The blue figure like a cloud of smoke first circled around the study room converted from a large warehouse, and then wandered slowly and aimlessly, seemingly not noticing the people present? But it seems that you are determining the number of living people hiding here?!

But no matter what it does, no one dares to act rashly at this time!!

'Woo woo ......'

'Woo woo woo ......'

The ghostly monster ghost of the Shadow Isle was still wandering, and the air was filled with that cold, resentful curse...... And fortunately, none of the people here are particularly timid people, otherwise, they are afraid that they will blow up their nests first without waiting for the other party to make any actual moves, right?

'Uh-woo-woo-woo......'

The ghost wandered around the room aimlessly......

It really didn't seem to be able to spot anyone hiding here, because it didn't touch anyone's body, it didn't spend any extra time in front of anyone, and its eyes on its distorted face weren't really focused on anyone's face or body.

'Woo woo woo .....'

But soon, it used its actual actions to tell everyone a cruel truth, that is:

In the face of these cursed undead spirits, any superficial move, whether it is hiding in a house, a chest, or a cupboard, or closing your eyes and pretending to be dead, is useless! Because they can smell the stench of living people, hear the sound of their heartbeat, and feel the warmth of their body that makes them jealous!

'Shh!!h ’

After the ghost floated around for a while, it first stopped lightly, pretending to be nonchalant, in front of one of the gang leaders whose bodies were shaking the most, his eyes were wide open, and even his head began to break out in a cold sweat, and then its whole body suddenly became swollen, and it turned into a fierce look, and it screamed and pounced!

“？？”

"Get out of here!!"

The gang leader, who couldn't help but want to shoot for a long time, finally became tough at the same time!

So, he grabbed the weapon in his hand directly, and directly raised the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger fiercely at the monster that pounced, causing the ram of the musket to slam into the fire door of the musket, and then in the midst of the explosion and the light of the burning gunpowder that was unusually shiny in the dark room, a metal orb that was said to be able to damage the undead shot out from the muzzle of the spark-spewing gun, towards the hideous transparent head of the ghost.

Boom!!

‘！！ ’

'Woo~! ’

With the sound of a gunshot, in the scream that sounded like a wail, after the bullet passed through the ghost's head without hindrance, it stopped suddenly, and then the whole soul exploded like a punctured blister?

‘……’

‘……’

After the gunshots, the room quickly returned to calm, and it was once again plunged into darkness...... Of course, unlike just now, the rapid breathing here now seems to be getting heavier and heavier.

Because, almost all people can feel that the air around them seems to be getting colder and colder?

‘！！ ’

'Look! Here they are, not good! Fire! Fire on!! ’

Boom! Boom!

'I have that here too!!' ’

'And over there, all shoot!' Kill them!! ’

'Haha! Monster, don't you want to take my old smoking gun!! ’

'Dregs of the Isle of Shadows, die!!' ’

Boom! Boom! Syllable!!

Maybe it's excitement, maybe it's the hysteria that fear triggers?

Anyway, when the gang leaders who were hiding here discovered the kind of projectiles fired by their weapons, and found that the gadget could indeed deal effective damage to the undead, they began to roar and fire as more ghosts poured in from the walls in all directions, and soon immersed the White Harbor Docks in smoke, fire, and bursts of excited shouting.

Of course, there must have been the gunshots one after another, after all, there were more than twenty of them in it.

“……”

However, what they didn't know was that while they were busy shooting and shooting at the undead in the dark, a red-haired woman, after a single shot shattered one of the ghosts and the windowsill behind the ghosts, seized the opportunity to jump out of the house in the light of the fire?

And the robber leaders, who were constantly shooting alternately, had no idea that their leader, their Miss Doom, had taken the lead and ran to the outside of the house, leaving them all behind.

"Humph!"

A bunch of idiots!!

After seeing the massive ghost monsters flying in the black fog towards the place where they were hiding, she quickly grabbed her ammunition bag, and suddenly spilled a piece of special ammunition that was proven to be able to restrain the undead, and after startling back the ghosts who were in the way, she turned around and disappeared into a small alleyway in the dark.

Behind her, in the dock warehouse house, there was still the sound of muskets and the flickering light of the muskets and the figures reflected on the windowsills, and the terrifying ghosts that were rushing towards the place, which roughly looked like there were almost thousands.

“……”

Sarah knows that those fools are probably more than lucky!

And she must now take advantage of the chaos, the clamor of people everywhere, the screams of the living when they are attacked, and the surrounding fires before they completely disappear, to run to a safer place! For example, a dense residential area in the mountains where more people share the stress, or a ...... Near the temple of Naga Kapolos, the bearded lady who must be safe at the top of the hill?

"Hum ......"

"Despair, knight, under the power of the Isle of Shadows, your life is only a burden, and I ...... Will generously give you true freedom!! ”

In the shadow of war, Hekarim, the death ghost knight of the Iron Regiment, wielded his large, heavy and massive blade, constantly kicking the hard rock ground of Bilgewater, smiling coldly, looking at the golden-armored knight in front of him, riding a tall gold-armored warhorse, wearing the same golden plate armor, and holding a long broadsword that exuded golden flame energy that he hated, and mocked.

Ever since Hecarim was swept away by the Curse of Ruin on Fuguang Island hundreds of years ago, he and his Iron Regiment have been imprisoned in Shadow Island forever...... And for hundreds of years, he has been sealed in this strange recreation of this body and war horse before his death!

Driven by that cold curse, he, Hekarim, had not been able to fight an evenly matched enemy for a long time, and had not been able to fight and reminisce about his long-lost glory in addition to patrolling the land he had wanted to conquer in anger, and following the black fog that had spread outwardly on the Isle of Shadows.

And now, a powerful enemy is right in front of him, and he is also a knight, which makes Hecarim interested in beheading the other party, and granting them eternal death, joining his Iron Regiment, and enjoying the eternal torment with them!!

"Evil undead!!"

"This greatsword of mine, called the Ember Bringer, is also the nemesis of your undead! I will use its power to uphold justice in this land! I firmly believe that I will wipe out you and your army of the undead from this island as I did to expel the Scourge of our kingdom of Lordaeron!! ”

"I will firmly believe in this!!"

After saying that, Alexandros Mograini, the Ash Bringer, the Grand Lord of the Paladins, and the leader of the Silver Hand Knights, burst out the power of holy light in his body, making them and the 'Ash Bringer' in his hand complement each other, making his whole person encapsulated in bursts of golden holy light flames, just like a golden god of war descending from the divine realm, it looks very powerful and powerful!

At the same time, under the illumination of his golden holy light, the surrounding black fog and the undead who flew everywhere with the black mist actually retreated one after another, leaving a large open area and the fierce undead who were confronting him in the large area of damage that the golden light shone onto.

He Alexandros Mograini is not afraid of the other party, at least, in the current one-on-one situation! And the reason why he hasn't activated the sigil given to him by their Annie Alliance Lord until now, and hasn't summoned those Silver Hand Knights to come over, is actually to be able to fight this guy in front of him before that!!

After all, if you are serious about it, after the Scourge Legion of the World of Azeroth 'set things right' and was controlled by the former prince of the High Elves, the new Lich King Kael'thas, he Alexandros Mograine has not been able to fight against worthy opponents for a long time, especially the evil undead like the one in front of him!

So

Now he is the enemy's **, that is not the slightest bit lower than the different death knight on the other side! It's just that he doesn't know how much ability the other party has, and whether he is as strong as the evil beast of the former Lich King Arthas who killed his teacher and father?

……

"Hmm......"

"Hey! Which of the two of them would win, you say? ”

Fitz, the little fish-man, was sitting with another nasty little girl, on the railing of the largest balcony on the second floor of the house, looking at the two cavalrymen facing each other in the small square-like garden below, and discussing with wide eyes.

Now the ordinary undead around him didn't dare to approach her or the little girl beside her, so Fitz was also happy to learn from each other, and went straight to the railing, dangling his feet, watching the kind of duel between knights that was about to break out below.

"Uncle Mograini, of course!!"

For this kind of thing, Anne felt that there was no need to think about it at all!

Because ah, that Uncle Alexandros Mograine is her person, and if the other party really can't beat her, she will immediately open that portal and let a large group of hideous and cruel paladins rush out and overturn that ugly centaur undead knight!!

Or......

She can also secretly help cheat, such as stumbling on the centaur when no one can find out, such as making it run on a rock, accidentally bumping into flowers or pebbles?

（…… ）

(●￣￣●)

"But I think it's the one with four legs, because it's stronger and has more feet!!"

Fitz disagrees with the little girl Annie, because when you are in the ocean, when the deep-sea monsters fight, it is the sea beasts that are bigger, with more tentacles or legs, that can win! And those who are thin are often defeated and eaten by the bigger!

The two below are actually obviously the big blue-green guy who is a little stronger than the golden one, and the chances of victory should be a little greater?

"But ......"

Σ(д)

"One, two, three, four...... If you count the war horses, Uncle Mograini has a total of six legs, and he is the one with more legs!! ”

(⊙w⊙`)

Annick had never thought that a fight would be able to win with more legs, but, if that was the case, it seemed that Uncle Mograine, whom she had summoned from Azeroth, had a little more feet?

“？？”

"Yes...... It seems that he really needs two more legs...... But he's a little thinner......"

Compared to the size, what I didn't say was that the undead knight must be a little stronger, but if it was more than legs, it was the golden guy who had two more, so the little fishman Fitz felt a little embarrassed, I don't know how to calculate this matter, who has a bigger chance of winning?

"Anyway, Uncle Mograini will win!!"

With little Annie herself helping to cheat secretly, she had no idea that the paladin Uncle Alexandros Mograini could fail.

"No!!"

"I still think that big guy is going to win!!"

After struggling for a while, the little fishman finally felt that the undead knight who was covered with all kinds of hideous skeleton ornaments, whether it was above or below, was superior.

"Mograini will win!"

(`)

"The four-legged one wins!!"

The little fishman Fitz expressed dissatisfaction!!

"Mograini!!"

(●-`Д-)ノ

'Four-legged!! ’

Fitz still stands by his point!

In this way, the two of them sat on the balcony on the second floor without any mind, and argued critically about the spacious flat ground below, and the two below, one covered in gold and shining, and the other covered in that filthy plate armor, but the monster with the power of the cold necromancy inside.

（…… ）

(●￣￣●)

(Little Master...... Someone else is coming, on the roof behind you...... ）

(Finally, Tibbs couldn't help but remind a bad little master who was just playing and arguing with his playmates and didn't care about his surroundings at all.) It thinks that if another person dares to be so careless, I don't know how many times he has died, right? ）

'Hey, hey, hey, ......'

'I still think the little fish is right, that Hecarim guy will win?' ’

A gloomy and empty laugh suddenly sounded behind the two of them, like a voice from some deep void.

"Huh?"

∑(△｀)？！

"Who?!"

In the next second, whether it was little Anne who was reminded by her own bear Tibbs, or the little fishman Fitz, who was startled by the dark laughter, they all turned their heads to look at the roof of the balcony where they were behind them.

There, a man in a red mage robe and an equally red tall hat with a thick book in his left hand and a long staff in his right hand was floating...... The Great Lich?!

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