White Spirit City

The city was inhabited by 60,000 people, of whom 30 percent were nobles and the remaining 70 percent were commoners

There is a temple of the Holy See of Light in this city, which is presided over by two white-clothed priests of the sixth order

But this doesn't solve a common problem that can occur in magical civilizations...

The lives of nobles are like gold, and the lives of commoners are like grass...

A small number of nobles occupy a large amount of resources, while commoners can only survive by stealing

Although the white-clothed priests here are kind-hearted and often help the poor, this is undoubtedly a drop in the bucket

However, one thing that surprised Black Howling Dragon was that one of the deacons of the temple here was his acquaintance

"Noam?" The cloaked Black Howling Dragon said. "This old man is very energetic, but the other two don't know what happened~"

"But it doesn't look like it's going very well." Black Howling Dragon clasped his hands and looked at Noam, who was blessing the poor child in front of him. "But it also confirms my suspicions..."

"It's only a matter of time before you come to beg me..."

"Let's go and say hello to you~"

In front of the Temple of Light

"Hey~"

After blessing the child, Noam sat on the steps of the temple and looked at the scene

The bustle in front of you and the ruin of the slums in the distance...

[You will come to me]

"Everything I do... Everything the empire does... Everything the Pope has done... Is it really right..."

"Ahem!"

At this moment, a cough pulled him back to reality, and a man in a black robe was standing in front of him

"I want to donate." The man said.

"Thank you for your kindness." Noam said.

"I don't have gold coins on me, is this okay?"

Said that the man in the black robe took out a fist-sized diamond.

Looking at the shining diamond in front of him, Noem was also stunned.

"Don't remember my name, I'm just idle and have nothing to do~" the man shrugged. "Also..."

"Decide as soon as possible, otherwise, you will bear the consequences~"

"What..."

By the time Nome could react, the man had disappeared before his eyes

"What the hell is this..."

At this moment, Noam looked at the diamond in his hand, which had a dense row of small letters on it

[Human, it's really interesting~]

This sentence is familiar... What the hell..."

The other side

"A vanguard of 1,000 men, harassing and gathering intelligence on Dawn City..."

"Four hundred light cavalry, two hundred spearmen, four hundred light infantry..."

"There is a sixth-order knight leading the team, as well as a sixth-order assassin and a small number of Rolls Empire's 'shadow assassin' troops, professional intelligence gatherers..."

"In an hour, we will be stationed in Bailing City, and tomorrow morning, we will carry out the mission..."

"In addition, a small detachment of rebel troops is also hovering around here..."

"So, who are you going to be this time~"

"Then, he (she)~"

Dozens of minutes later

A force was slowly moving forward when a gust of wind blew and blew up dust

"Huh?"

The sixth-order knight who took the lead suddenly signaled the troops to stop moving forward, and at this time, a black figure was slowly walking towards them

Trample... Trample... Trample...

For some reason, as the footsteps got closer and closer, the soldiers in the front row felt more and more fear

It's like death, and it's getting closer!

"Who?!" The sixth-order knight, Cales, pulled out his heavy sword and pointed at the approaching figure and asked.

"Death..."

Pale skin, long blue-black hair, white bony mask, horrible wounds all over the upper body...

One of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse - Death! (From: Darksiders 2)

"He... He, he, he...! ”

Seeing the appearance of the person in front of him, a soldier trembled involuntarily and began to retreat.

"Death! He's the Grim Reaper! ”

Bang dang!

The soldier shouted, threw down his weapon, and tried to run away, but was immediately killed by the officer behind him

"Runaway! No mercy! ”

"Even if you don't run, the outcome won't change..."Death suddenly said, "There is no one to escape from death!" ”

Bite!

A huge scythe emerged in Death's hand, and a stream of black gas surged upward

"I am one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse - Death! On the orders of the Scorching Council, kill everyone here! ”

With that, death turned into a dark blue shadow and rushed into the crowd.

"Don't panic, the infantry surrounds you, the spearmen stand in the second row, the cavalry is lined up, ready to charge!"

As the officer's order was given, the soldiers quickly went into action.

But...

Tear and pull!

The massive scythes swirled, and the armor of the light infantry was easily shredded like papier-mâché, and blood gushed out

For each soldier death, a blue ball of light flew up from his corpse and into the scythe in Death's hand.

"Damn! The cavalry is ready ..."

"Stop." Calles said suddenly. "Order everyone to retreat."

"My lord, this..."

"Do as I command." Calles said. "No amount of ordinary soldiers will help him..."

"And he said he was the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse..."

"If there are three other people of the same strength as him, then it is useless for you to stay here any longer..."

"Report the news and send it back." Calles said. "Although I don't know that the Scorching Council is a part of the Protoss, if you can have at least one ninth-order commander, it will definitely not be a small department..."

"Also, that kid's guess is completely wrong, there are quite a few ninth-order gods of the Protoss, and it is likely that the number is still above us!"

"Be sure to send the news back!"

With that, Calles grabbed the horse's belly and charged towards death.

Stomp Stomp Stamped!

The sound of horses' hooves sounded from behind him, and he immediately turned around and slashed the black scythe in his hand behind him.

While!

"Do you want to face death in advance?"

Fighting spirits explode!

The fighting spirit on Calles's body exploded violently, but death had long since receded.

"Drive!"

Calais pulled the reins and began to run off into the distance

"Despair..."

Sigh!

A gray-white ghost horse galloped from afar on a dark blue flame

The moment despair came to Death, Death leaped up, sat on his horse, and chased in the direction of Cales.

Chasing ing...

"Shred him, my crow!"

Quack quack!

Dozens of crows flew up from behind Death and charged towards Calles.

Brush!

Two sword qi flew out and met the attacking group of crows.

The crow was shot down by the sword qi and dissipated into black smoke.

Looking at the vanishing raven and the death behind him, Calais fell silent

Because, he thought it was strange

The death that followed behind him was also unreal

Moreover, death has been unleashing the unique momentum of a ninth-order powerhouse from the very beginning, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was a ninth-order

"It's weird," Calles said. "It's like a fantasy"

"Don't get distracted!"

In the blink of an eye, Calais realized that death had come to him, and the scythe in his hand swung down at him.

Calais immediately jumped up and left his horse, and his horse was split in two.

"Damn!"

Calles landed on the ground, a roll steadied himself, and looked at the death of despair riding in front of him

At this point, Death jumped off his horse and looked at Cales in front of him with his scythe

"Where do you want to go?" Death said. "No one can escape death!"

As he spoke, Death suddenly turned around, and the scythe in his hand swung behind him.

At the same time, a masked man dressed in black appeared behind the dead.

Duang！

The man in black was knocked away and fell to the ground hard.

"Under Dust's watchful eye, you can't hide your every move from me"

At this time, the two realized that there was a crow that was a little bigger than a different crow hovering in the air.

"Damn it!" Calais snapped. "Let's go together! Even if he dies, he will bite off two taels of meat! ”

Fighting spirit condensed - fearless charge!

Phantom Clone - Wind Assassination!

Calais gathered all his fighting energy into his sword and rushed towards death like a chariot

On the other side, several black shadows appeared beside the assassin, with a cyan glow, and struck death

"When death comes, you can resist, struggle..."

"But none of this will save you from the fate of death!"

Suddenly, a large amount of purple smoke rises, enveloping death in it

In the next second, a huge figure broke out of the fog

Phantom bodies, pale bone wings, and scythes larger than before

Reaper of Death!

"Not good!"

Seeing the sudden change in front of him, Calais immediately wanted to stop, but the huge inertia of the charge did not let him get his wish

Brush!

Poof!

The massive scythe pierced Caleth's body, and then led him with him to the two Assassins in one direction

Bang!

Poof!

Many clones were shattered in an instant, and the assassin's body was smashed out and fell to the ground.

"Poof!"

"In the face of the Scorching Council, even Heaven and Hell must be reined in..."

The giant Reaper of Death lifted Caleth, who was vomiting blood hanging on the blade of the sickle, and said.

"And what qualifications do you have to disobey their will?" Death said slowly. "Humans?"

Poof!

The Death Reaper pulled the scythe out of Cales's body, and immediately, a large amount of blood poured out.

At this time, death also changed back, looking at Calais, who had fainted at his feet

After a long eerie silence...

Drip, drip! Drip, drip!

【It's time!】 Time's up! Come back! (computer prompt)

As the computer's prompt sounds, death disappears in place, and the Black Howling Dragon appears.

"Huh~Huh~Huh~"

The Black Howling Dragon knelt on the ground, his hands on the ground, and gasped for air

"Almost... Only... I can't get it back... Whew~" Black Howling Dragon gasped. "Later... Still is... Don't be such a dangerous person..."

"No... One more thing... To do..."

As he spoke, the Black Whistling Dragon placed a hand on Cales' head, and a pale green glow spread, and the wounds on Calais's body began to heal

"That should be fine." Black Howling Dragon said. "It can't be cured all at once, but it must be guaranteed that he will not die, at least he will be able to return alive to deliver the false news..."

"I should also withdraw, this time it's too big to play again, can't I rest for a few days..."

"I'm depressed..."