"An outstanding knight, your junior is really not bad." Duke Edward, looking at the battlefield above the city.

Beside him was a knight in silver armor. The man had long gray-white hair, a figure of about 1.85 meters, and a tall posture.

He is the 'Black Rose Dragon Knight' Verdel, a half-vampire knight. He can be regarded as the person that the Holy Sect has wanted to kill the most in the past few decades, and his existence represents the shame of the Holy Sect.

Looking at the city, Kane, who was shining with holy light and fighting for the light, saw the shadow of himself fifteen years ago.

Fifteen years ago, Fodell was a paladin with a great reputation. At that time, he was very young, and he had just been promoted to the elements, and it was the time when he was most energetic. It's just that a battle in the West has become a nightmare for his life.

He didn't want to die, he didn't want to die when his life was just at its peak. Since you can't be heroic and righteous, you can only accept the 'first embrace' and live in another identity and another appearance.

It's just that the power of the element paladin is still very domineering. Even if it was a vampire duke who gave him his first embrace, he was not able to completely transform into a vampire.

It stands to reason that the failure of the initial embrace means that the transformed person has only a dead end.

However, Fodel's will to survive is still very strong, he did not die, but became an extremely rare half-vampire in the entire vampire dynasty.

As the name suggests, half-human, half-vampire.

A fallen vampire knight, there is no other place in the world for him. If the Holy Sect knew that he was not dead, but had become a half-human, half-vampire, then he really had only one way to die.

As a result, he could only defect and defect to the Conrad dynasty.

The power bestowed upon him by the first possession combined the holy light within him into a new ability he now mastered: the Fallen Light.

If anything, it is the Light.

Light and shadow are twin sons. Without light, there is no darkness.

In the past fifteen years, he has become a top master at the level of truth elements, and is highly regarded by His Royal Highness the Prince, and has also become the commander of the 'Black Rose' Legion.

"Do you want to go up?" Verdell asked.

"Nope."

"Aren't you most fond of turning the young talents of the human race into bloods?"

"Yes, but it's a pity, I just hugged a young man of pure blood a few days ago, and I can't do it today. To be honest, I regret it a little, if I had known that there was such good material today, that Hargreaves kid, I wouldn't have transformed it myself. When he said this, Duke Edward's handsome face was full of regret.

"Then I'll do it." Fodel leapt from the skeletal platform standing in the middle of the marching army, and a skeletal dragon flew right below him.

This is his mount, the bone dragon 'Eligor', who was once a beautiful female red dragon. More than sixty years ago, he lived in the Ascikrin Mountains and had a deep friendship with the Duke of the West.

But forty years ago, she mysteriously disappeared. It was later learned that Eligor had been hunted by vampires and that her body had been taken away.

Five years ago, Eligor's massive dragon corpse was finally resurrected by the vampire mages of the Conrad dynasty and became the mount of the Black Rose Knight.

Furdell rode Eligor and swooped down towards the head of the fortress of the Hill of Blood.

A moment later, the dragon came near the city gates. Eligor's dragon's head, which was only a bone left, opened its mouth wide, and black-red magic gathered in her mouth. After a moment of accumulation, it squirted violently downward.

Kane reacted immediately, the golden wings behind him spread out and leapt into the air, blocking the dark spitting out of the air.

Time seemed to pause, but Kane finally blocked the dark breath, even though he himself was blown upside down and flew back into the fortress under the immense force.

Not only him, but the aftermath of the collision between the dark spitting and the power of the Holy Light also affected the entire city. Nearly 100 paladins above the city were almost all swept down by this force, and they suffered heavy casualties.

Without Kane and the paladins, the city will naturally be unable to defend it.

There are still a dozen or so revenant chariots, and they are bombarding the gates of the Blood Hill indiscriminately.

A hole was soon blasted out of the city gate.

Immediately afterwards, the column of black knights, who were already close to the city gate, began to accelerate.

These black knights, including men and horses, are all wrapped under the pitch-black armor, skeleton war horses and skeleton knights, all of them are high-level undead, at least in terms of single combat power, they will not lose too much to paladins.

What's more, these black knights have already set up a charging formation.

Two people lined up, and from the ruined gates, they entered the city. Black riding spear, pointing forward.

Some of the defenders of the Hill of Blood, occasionally pointing their guns at them, pulled the trigger. But the bullets that came out basically had no effect on the black knight's armor. Even, one shell fell, which was not able to disrupt the formation of these knights' charge.

Behind the city gates, the chief knight Abry had just gathered a group of paladins to come to their aid. This group of paladins, about sixty or seventy people, was supposed to support the battle at the head of the city and consolidate the defense at the city gate. It's a pity that they came a little slowly, and when they first arrived, the city gate had been blasted by the Revenant Chariot, and the black knight had already rushed in.

"Block them!" With his sword in hand, he rushed forward.

Sixty or seventy paladins slaughtered the black knights at the gates of the city. And they shall seal the gates of the city with flesh and blood. Otherwise, if these black knights are really allowed to rush in, they will be followed by endless undead, and the mound of blood will be lost.

The paladins who had fallen from the city and were not dead also got up one after another, dragging their wounded bodies and participating in the battle.

The golden light came and went, and Abry, who was the first to rush forward, cut off a horse's leg and beheaded the black knight who fell. But at this moment, a black war horse rushed towards him. He barely dodged the charge of the spear, but was still hit by his horse.

Holy light shrouded in flames rising from his sword. With a slam of his sword, he slashed the black knight who had struck him away.

But behind, more black knights rushed over.

Abberry's body was already covered in blood, mostly his own, and the undead would not bleed.

His eyes had blurred, the holy light in his body had dimmed to the extreme, and wielding his sword had become an instinct, fatigue and pain that made it difficult for him to swing his sword steadily.

Eventually, a vampire descended from the sky and struck him in the back as he prepared to deal with a black knight in front of him. The blood-colored sword pierced the back of his heart.

Abray died heroically.