Wang Dali didn't know about the War College yet, not long after the Evil Ghost Rider killed Hecarim, another evil aura was rapidly approaching the two of them.

Thanks to the open environment in the wilderness, they quickly saw each other.

It was a metal knight dressed in silver, heavy armor, revealing only a pair of eyes burning with evil resentment. He carried a huge one-handed hammer on his shoulder, and the spherical head of the hammer was full of sharp mace.

As the other approached, the edges of some of his armor shattered and turned into countless sharp pieces of iron, like a curtain of rain coming towards the two of them.

"It's just in time, I haven't eaten yet!"

The Ghost Knight grasped the handle of the sickle with both hands, stood in front of Wang Dali, and began to spin it like a stick. The infernal flames on the scythe formed an umbrella-like shield under the control of the Ghost Rider, blocking the two of them.

Dingdingding, a series of metal collisions sounded. The Iron Curtain rain shot by the other party was all blocked by the Evil Ghost Knight, and in terms of power, it was no worse than a shuttle submachine gun bullet.

Then, the attackers quickly came to them.

The other party was tall, no shorter than Wang Dali and Evil Spirit Knight. But combined with his armor, which was a little bloated due to his size, it seemed that his legs were very short.

But he didn't come alone. It didn't take long for him to rush behind him with the army of undead he had cultivated on the Isle of Shadows.

Compared to Hecarim's Shadow Cavalry Regiment just now, Mordekaiser was densely packed behind him, and he couldn't tell how many people there were to be called an army.

"I am Mordekaiser, King of the Isle of Shadows, a new evil spirit, and you are willing to submit to me!"

Mordekaiser glanced at the wreckage of Hecarim on the side, and said to the Ghost Rider with some surprise. As for Wang Dali, who stood beside the other party as a human being, in his eyes, he could barely become cannon fodder in the army under his command.

Looking at the army behind Mordekaiser, Ghost Knight felt that he would be half tired and half dead if he slashed through it one by one. So, he turned to Wang Dali and said.

"There are so many souls here, I can't eat them alone."

"Then you go and rest those ordinary souls, and leave the leading one to me."

Wang vigorously patted the Ghost Rider on the shoulder and hooked his finger at Maudekaisa.

"Fatty, let's go, let's go and practice."

"Fatty?"

Maudekaiser pointed at herself in surprise and let out a cruel laugh. It was probably a long time since he had met someone who dared to provoke him, so he didn't say much, he really left his army behind him and walked towards the woods next to him after Wang Dali.

Later, he would make the human regret what he had just said.

……

Mordkaiser has a magical mace named Nightfall that pulls out and controls the souls of those he kills. Most of the Shadow Island is his territory, and he is half the master of the Shadow Island, and even Hammerstone is unwilling to fight him.

Unlike those inferior undead, Maudekaiser was not bound by the black mist, because he was too powerful in his own right. However, the vicious energy of the black mist allowed him to absorb more powerful power, so he recuperated on the Shadow Island, and by the way, cultivated a group of undead troops that could allow him to return to the mainland to fight.

If the League of Legends knew of his existence, it would never be a few heroes who came.

Call!

Halfway through, facing the back of Wang Dali's head, Mordekaiser smashed down with a heavy hammer in his hand with the sound of hunting wind. As a warlord leader who had reached the position of king, Maudecaesar had never been a man of the rules.

"I said fatty, you're too anxious."

But Wang Dali didn't look at it, and grabbed the spiky Nightfall in his hand. The murder weapon with magic could not even break the skin on his hand under the effect of the huge power, much to the surprise of Maudekaiser.

He began to realize that this seemingly ordinary human was not at his fingertips.

"Then I'll start too."

Glancing at Maude Caesar and Wang Dali, who had already started fighting, the Ghost Knight clenched the weapon he had just gotten in his hand. The scorching flames of hell spread all over it, and they took the initiative to meet the Nether army on the opposite side.

As if he were cutting wheat, the Ghost Rider swept away, and several undead were burned to ashes by the flames of hell. These evil spirits left in the human world were already restrained by the flames from hell, and in the case of too much difference in rank, the evil spirit rider naturally swept away a large area.

……

"Siphon of Destruction!"

Mordkaiser's armor was jet black and shiny, and two ghostly fires burned in his horned helmet. He stretched out an arm, and the steel gauntlet made a fist-hugging motion in the air, and Wang Dali felt the air around him freeze, as if an invisible hand was holding him in it and clenching it fiercely.

But Wang Dali just turned around, and with a casual wave of his hand, he broke Maude Caesar's confinement here. Then the other party pointed in the air, and an evil beam of necromantic light shone towards Wang Dali.

But the light that hit Wang Dali was like a mud cow entering the sea, so that the victim himself did not react at all.

"What, that's all you have to do?"

Under the shroud of Wang Dali's indifferent face and faint tone, Maude Caesar, who felt that he had lost face, summoned the army behind him. A group of Nether Knights, who were three times the size of the Hecarim Cavalry Regiment just now, broke out of the encirclement of the Ghost Riders and rushed towards Wang Dali's side.

"The quality is not enough, the quantity is to make up?"

Wang shook his head vigorously, and commented with some disappointment on Maude Caesar's decision.

"Naive."

He raised his right hand and swung it, summoning a massive tornado just like the Shadow Corps that had just faced Hecarim. In the face of the terrible might of nature, Mordecaesar's army behaved like Hecarim's legions, and those who could not resist at all were drawn into it.

"Children of Death!"

Mordekaisa, who felt a huge threat from Wang Dali, looked at him with a clear look and directly used his strongest move. He poured at least a third of his mana into Nightfall, enveloping the silver-gray one-handed hammer in a pale green glow.

Then he raised the hammer in his hand and struck Wang Dali's chest with a thud.

Look for death!

For the other party's support, Maude Caesar raised a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth. Nightfall's magic allows it to attack not only the enemy's body, but also the enemy's soul.

After a hammer, seeing that the other party did not move, Maudekaiser used the chaotic cloak hammer method, like striking iron, and kept knocking Bangbang Bangbang Bang Bang

After dozens of hammers full of magical power, just when Maudecaesar thought that Wang Dali would definitely die, with a click, what stunned him was that Nightfall, which had accompanied him for hundreds of years, turned into pieces in front of him.

And what made him feel even more like falling into the abyss was that Wang, who had 'died', vigorously swept the dust off his body and said to him coldly.

"Knocked on it? Then it will be my turn next. ”