The mountains are black, the earth is gloomy, and the night is like a monster with a black hole in its mouth.

The dark and dreary night seemed to be smeared heavily on the sky, not even the glimmer of the stars, and there was only pervasive darkness between the whole heaven and the earth.

Brooke's face darkened, "Only in the darkness can I uncover my scars little by little, and clearly see the blood and pus inside." ”

The night allows him to indulge in his own world, the night allows him to put aside his worldly troubles, and the night makes him not have to face himself with a mask.

Father Morris retorted in a blared voice, "You are only intoxicated in the darkness of your own, and you are acting out your own helplessness and weakness!"

In order to cleanse the undead creatures on the city walls, the cardinal's mana has been depleted by half. At this time, he was not at all sure that he would defeat the necromancer on the other side, and even in his heyday, he was no match for the other party. Father Morris hopes that the conversation with Guò will persuade the necromancer to come back to the light.

Brooke's voice was even more indifferent than before, "Under the magic of darkness, I can release all the desires and dissatisfaction in my heart!" His face was terrifyingly hideous, his skin was bloody, and yellow like the color of a dead corpse.

"Whether you walk into the darkness or accidentally fall into the darkness, can you touch the bright lamp of the mind after venting?" said Father Morris, whose eyes shone brightly, "although it cannot illuminate the whole darkness, it can ignite your self-confidence and illuminate your heart with a faint light!"

"The darkness never ends, and I can't get out of this bottomless abyss. "Brooke's face doesn't change. A darker voice replied. "And my self-confidence comes from the darkness. My soul has long since been betrayed to the devil. ”

The night is so deep, and gradually Brooke has fallen in love with this silent, unheard, and terrifying night. Because only the night can hide his tears, only the night can hide his helplessness, and only the night can hide his loneliness.

Brooke hated his father for turning him into a man and a ghost, and he would rather die with honor than live a depraved life. And now he is grateful to his father for giving him another life. So that he can have enough time and patience to realize his dreams.

Time flies, and before you know it, five hundred years have passed, and he has been working hard to achieve his dream. In order to learn necromancy, Brooke experienced unbearable pain and suffering, and to this day he cannot forget the terrifying time he spent in the abyss of hell.

"Find the light that illuminates the darkness, and it will accompany you through the fear and loneliness of the darkness!

"I don't hope for light, I don't fear death, I never betray my soul. Unmoved, Brooke retorted, "I am not afraid of the light, nor do I run away from life. Because I have never forsaken my beliefs. He has long since given up his yearning for the light and has chosen a fallen eternal life.

"Since you don't know how to repent. Father Morris's voice deepened, "Then I will have to purify your soul in the place of Heavenly Father." ”

The necromancer felt the rage and uttered in a cold voice, "Ignorant saint, you will see my soul in hell. ”

Brooke performs a levitation technique, levitating his body in midair. His blood-stained eyes of murder stared at the cardinal on the opposite side of the city, his gray cloak could not hide his restless face, the scepter in his hand swayed from side to side, and countless undead listened to his orders.

On the city wall, Father Morris seemed to be frightened by something, his face was a little pale, his originally bright eyes were a little loose at this time, more of a frightened incomprehensible way, his lips were bitten white by him, and at this moment he was like an old man on the verge of death.

The ground beneath the walls began to tremble, and the armies of undead creatures wanted to repeat history. A blood-red light shone in the darkness, and the mighty, mysterious Undead Knight was reborn in a spell and would lead the army of the undead through any enemies that stood in his way.

A tall red figure slowly rose from the magic array with overflowing brilliance. Under the figure, it was like a hell ghost horse wearing red heavy armor and snorting cold air from its nose, looking down the strong and powerful limbs of the horse, the horse's hooves were tightly shrouded by a boiling blood mist, and as soon as those white bones saw the appearance of this figure, the movements and sounds that were originally pushing and kneading and roaring stopped instantly, and they were silent one by one, except for the ghost horse's snort from time to time, the ground outside the city wall was so quiet that the sound of pins falling could almost be heard.

"Hmph" A cold snort without any feeling color came out of Red Shadow's nose, and as soon as he lifted the reins, the ghost horse raised his head and neighed, raised his front hooves high, and trampled down, several of the lowest-ranking bone beasts here were immediately trampled to pieces, Red Shadow waved one hand, and a huge battle axe several meters long cut through the dead air, falling on the surrounding skeleton warriors, ravaging these lowly guys, and those bones scattered in the corner watched this scene excitedly, and the original bleak luster on his body became brighter and brighter.

There seemed to be a fire burning in the armor of the undead knight, and countless unjust souls were entangled, and the black mist swam in it, making a subtle "sizzling" sound, and the giant sword that fell to the side also moved from the ground to his feet little by little.

With a muffled "bang", all the black mist in the armor rushed to the giant sword, and was sucked in by the giant sword without leaking, and the giant sword seemed to be manipulated by an invisible hand, slowly raised, and quickly fell into the hands of the undead knight.

The undead knight, wearing a steel helmet and holding a greatsword, turned his head to look at the necromancer on the side and asked, "Did you summon me?"

Brooke bowed slightly, and replied in a humble tone, "Venerable Knight Lauren, I have prepared a generous gift for you. ”

"If your gift doesn't satisfy me, I'll tear your face apart. The Undead Knight's tone was filled with resentment and threat. "Take out the gift you prepared and show it to me!"

"War!" said Brooke, aloud, "the enemy on the opposite wall is my gift for you!"

Loren Tillis suddenly let out a shuddering roar, "Let fear reign!" His eyes radiated coldness and ambition, and two cold glints flashed in his sockets. "Let them feel my wrath!"

The Undead Knight, with the sword of death in his hand, appears under the city walls, and the hideous bone rider under his crotch hisses with hunger and thirst, and where there is him, death spreads. He carried out the duties of a knight in the body of a dead man, and he also broke all the rules of the world in the body of a dead man.

The 'Undead Knight' symbolizes unfathomable mystical powers.

The number is scarce, the cause is curse, the mage summons, the unfinished battle, the promise, the hatred, etc.! Weapons are swords, spears, tomahawks, etc. Appearance: He usually wears a set of worn armor, his eyes are mostly red, and his body has decayed (he usually does not continue to corrupt after becoming an undead). The lifespan is unknown, and the combat mode is mainly hand-to-hand combat, and the speed is relatively fast. Whether or not they are immortal is not yet clear, and physical attacks are mostly ineffective.

"Lowly humans," cried Loren, the undead knight, with a look of contempt, "will you flee or die!"

Infinite fear, combined with darkness, silence, and the illusion of awakening, made Baron Kane's heart cold. He cowered in fear, as if he was about to swallow him up, and he was confronted with endless darkness and terror.

The faces of the brave Templars were terrified, as if the devil had seized one of their feet and was about to lead their souls into the abyss of hell that would never see the light of day.

Brant also felt an atmosphere of panic around him, as if the end of the world was coming. He knew very well that the Templars were afraid of the undead knights on the other side, and even the invincible and invincible 'giant' Luke Ness froze in place.

Loren Tillis, a legendary hero, was one of the ten most famous knights of the Canian Commonwealth for thousands of years.

His fame spread throughout the continent of Vialas, and everyone in the world knew about it, and everyone in the world was afraid of his enemies. (To be continued......)