I don't know if it was because the people from the Knights of Light were having too much fun singing, but the singing that had originally stopped started again, and became more and more joyful, as if they were not fighting against the evil undead but participating in a show.

Perhaps they were being too pretentious and Justin, the damn lich, couldn't stand it anymore, so the Death Knights, whose numbers were always increasing but who had never taken action, rushed towards these show-offs.

The Skeleton Knights were used to pursue ordinary legions and for attack, but the Death Knights had never been used. Their existence seemed to be prepared to deal with the anticipated opponent, the Knights of Light.

The two sides have been in opposition since the moment they were born. Although the Death Knights may be more hostile to the Knights of the Church of Life, after all, the two sides are real enemies. But unfortunately, the Knights of Light are so arrogant that they will get involved in anything they don't like.

The number of Knights of Light is probably less than 5,000, while the number of Knights of Death is more than 7,000. Although they are restrained in attributes, don't forget that they are under the thick fog of the Undead Scourge. The two sides also restrain each other.

Compared to the scattered charge of the Knights of Light, the Knights of Death were more organized and disciplined. The leading knight led the team to form a formation similar to a sharp arrow formation.

The Death Knights, led by him, were like an iron chisel, splitting the oncoming opponents into two, and the Knights of Light, who were cut, suffered a disaster.

People were constantly hit by the spears in the hands of the Death Knights and fell off their horses. After the two sides exchanged positions, the Knights of Light suffered heavy losses.

Although I think these guys are too arrogant, nothing can happen to them. The whole situation still requires them, so I have no choice but to seek help from Teacher Edwin and Master Howard.

Lin Xingchen still looked good when he came in front of several extraordinary masters: "Teacher Edwin and Master Howard, the Knights of Light cannot be in trouble. We need their help very much now. They are in a tough battle now, so please help them."

Several extraordinary strong men were somewhat helpless but they all agreed. The strength of extraordinary magicians and warriors was unmatched but that also depended on who the opponent was.

After one round of charge, the Death Knights still had more than 5,000 people, while the Light Knights had less than 3,000 people because their formation was cut into pieces.

The main reason was that they were too confident. However, with the long-range help of several extraordinary wizards, they left behind a hundred corpses and retreated back to the city.

Lin Xingchen, who was watching all this on the city wall, saw a very scary scene. Those members of the Knights of Light who had been lying down climbed up one by one, and some of the original Death Knights even turned over and handed their nightmare horses to those people.

Lin Xingchen clearly heard the sound of teeth knocking next to him, and when he looked over, he saw that the guy next to him was so scared that his hands and feet were shaking and his teeth were chattering.

Lin Xingchen was actually a little scared because he had been observing the Death Knights from beginning to end. These Death Knights spoke with strength, and the strongest one would always be at the front.

And after those dead members of the Knights of Light joined in, they were all in the upper middle positions: "Tsk tsk tsk...they are not here to rescue us! They are simply here to get killed!" I felt really annoyed at these pretentious things, which were more likely to cause trouble than help.

Such a result is difficult for anyone to accept. Not only did they not help, but they aided the enemy. However, it is not easy to say much about this situation. Although everyone is cursing these show-offs for harming others in their hearts, at least they did come to help.

As the remaining two thousand members of the Knights of Light fled back to the city in a panic, the undead would not rest. Although a large open space was cleared in the middle because of the two generals, the undead soon filled the space.

The war was still going on, but the Knights of Light did one good thing. They cleaned up the large amount of animal skeletons during the decisive battle with the Knights of Death.

When it came to a real show of strength, the skeletons attacked even faster. In the end, the two most powerful men of the empire had to attack at the same time. A mage and a swordsman could only temporarily control the situation with their full strength.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that they couldn't hold out for long, especially the swordsman holding the greatsword.

In the continent of Plano, extraordinary strong people are just a general term, but among the people they also have very nice names, the Saint of Magic and the Saint of Sword.

The two masters with holy names set out on the left and the right. The sword saint could clear an area of ​​more than ten meters every time he swung his sword, and the mage should be a mage specializing in fire, who could kill everyone after casting the elemental incarnation.

Their actions soon attracted responses from powerful undead warriors. The Death Knights attacked the Sword Master, while the Mage was surrounded by six Undead Mages.

Soon the two were caught in a tough battle. Being entangled by six ninth-level necromancers, the Saint Mage was a little overwhelmed. The main reason was that he was restricted by the thick fog of the Undead Scourge.

The undead were very powerful when they were shrouded in gray fog. Only after hearing Edwin's introduction did I realize that the first sign of becoming a transcendent is to establish a domain of one's own.

As long as you are in the domain, you can be invincible. Of course, the premise is that your domain is not suppressed. The thick fog caused by the undead plague is actually an extra-large domain.

How can they possibly bring out their greatest advantages in other people's fields? As one side gains strength while the other loses strength, the two masters, the Mage Saint and the Sword Saint, are in danger.

There is no other way. These are the most important fighting forces. Even if they die in battle, they cannot die in the undead plague. It would be terrible if they were transformed into undead.

Edwin, Howard and other extraordinary strong men rescued the two men, but they had no choice but to postpone it again as they could not hold on.

This time they retreated completely and directly to the imperial capital. The tall walls of the imperial capital played a role again, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Lin Xingchen finished preparing his potion and was about to walk out of the room to get some fresh air when he heard a very harsh voice muttering somewhere.

"We, the Knights of Light, are here to support you. Why do you only arrange a camp like this for us? You should at least arrange a few servants for us!"

Hearing this voice, Lin Xingchen shook his head and didn't intend to pay attention to this guy. This was the leader of the Knights of Light named Joseph Dahler.

It can be said that this guy who has been able to join the Knights of Light has impeccable strength and talent, but he has some problems in his brain. He is almost forty years old but still acts like a boy of sixteen or seventeen.

From the gossip and rumors that he always shows off and loses his temper, we learned that this person has a special identity and is the son of the current Pope of the Church of Light.

An eighth-level knight who is less than 40 years old is already very good. Although there are many who are stronger than him, those who can beat him will not argue with him, and those who cannot beat him can only shut up.

He has a good background, strong ability and good looks, and he is loved by everyone. It can be said that he was like a chosen one before this incident.

It's a pity that this chosen one has a confused mind. Some people in the Knights said that this guy has been holding back and refusing to enter early, saying that he wants to find a suitable opportunity.

As a result, he found the right opportunity but not the right opponent. His subordinates kept trying to dissuade him from fighting the Death Knights head-on, but he just wouldn't listen. He probably got a little carried away because he was overshadowed by the people from the Church of Life.

Not only did the charge cause heavy losses to the Knights, but he almost died as well. If it weren't for the protection of several guard knights nearby, he would have become a member of the Undead Army long ago.

After retreating to the imperial capital, he kept shouting and yelling about all kinds of dissatisfaction, which made everyone very annoyed. But this guy felt good about himself. When he heard that Lin Xingchen was the commander of the reinforcements, he came over and challenged him to a duel.

It would be better if other knights dragged him back. After he calmed down, there wouldn't be so much trouble to ask him for potions whenever he wanted.

I twisted my neck and released a wizard's eye to check the situation. Fortunately, I should be able to have a good sleep tonight.

Just as he turned around and was about to go back to sleep, Captain Joseph saw him at a glance and quickly grabbed him.

"Duke Xingchen, don't you even want to fight back when you see me calling you? I asked you when you can prepare the potion I need. The undead will attack tomorrow, so don't delay the important task of purifying the undead." Lin Xingchen was very annoyed by the bossy tone he spoke from the beginning.

But after all, I have lived two lives as a human being, so even if I don’t like these people, I won’t offend them too much.

"Captain Joseph, some of the potions you need will be distributed to everyone tomorrow. As for the special potions you need, I'm sorry that I don't have the herbs to prepare them at the moment. Of course, if you can bring out some herbs, I can prepare a few bottles for you when I'm free."

"I've been tired all day and need to go back and rest. If Captain Joseph has nothing to do, I will go back and rest first. Good night, Sir Joseph!" He saluted and was about to leave, but this guy stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Duke Xingchen, don't rush to ask you another question! Do you know Victoria?"

He stroked his chin and thought for a long time before he remembered that the name Victoria seemed to be the name of the High Priest of the Church of Light: "If you are talking about your High Priest, we have met before!"

"Really? I heard from Steve that you were not polite to him at all!" He said to Lin Xingchen with a very disgusted tone.

“No matter how polite you are, your face is earned by yourself, and you can also lose it by yourself. If you want others to be polite, at least make them feel that it is necessary.” He said and ignored it.