The dark clouds rise again, and the dead are resurrected.

The brutal knights of the Iron Group reappeared in this square where ghost fire burned. Their ancient armor was filled with strange cold light. The black sword in their hands shone with the sharp edge of shadows. The faint light emitted from their bodies dyed half of the cliffs in the distance into pale blue.

There is almost no place to stand in the pickpocket square, which once served as a prosperous market, and most of the locations are burned by cold ghost fires. Repairing after tonight is a foregone conclusion.

The ghost knights holding black-gas spears everywhere were everywhere. Just as Kahn was thinking about whether to move to the shed to avoid war and fight guerrillas, Jax jumped up from the hole at Hekarim's feet, and the lamppost slammed heavily on his helmet.

Hekarim was smashed to a low body, and almost kneeled down. Then the lamp post swept left and right, and hit him continuously with the high heat like the sun.

Even though he had become a fusion of iron armor and evil spirits, the eternal flames were scattered with the sparks that were difficult for him to survive.

He raised his ghostly halberd and blocked his head with a blow, then slashed left and right to fight Jax. The sound of gold and iron intertwined continuously and slammed his eardrums, and two balls of flames of different colors collided wildly in the air.

Although Jax currently looks to be at the upper hand, the surrounding knights have already started to move and run around the field, and their speed has gradually accelerated.

The gloomy wind as they ran drove the blue flames into a tall fire wall with ghosts. As the iron group began to surround, the fire wall also shrank.

Unfortunately, Kahn and the others were also within the cover of the firewall. He saw that every lap of the Dark Knights charge would shrink and eventually gather around Hekarim.

"It's over." Kahn pulled out the live pistol from the chitin groove of the skin nail on the back waist and raised his hand to aim at Hekarim.

"Back back!" Jax and Hekarim were fighting in great depth. After hearing Kahn's warning, he took back the lamppost in confusion.

The live pistol is almost sound when it is fired, and it will not make a sound until the bullet hits the target.

Kahn emptied the magazine, and all five bullets hit Hekarim in a row. He hit two of his four hooves, one shot at the connection between the human body and horse, and the remaining two shots hit his arms and neck respectively.

After a brief delay, each bullet absorbed enough energy to stimulate core magic after this brutal undead, and a rapid and continuous explosion swallowed him up and annihilated in the flash.

With the death of Hekarim, the charge of the Ghost Knight in the square also returned to the black fog. The wall of flames shrank, but was not completely extinguished, leaving behind burning hoof prints all over the square.

A deformed helmet stayed where Hekarim was killed, and he could still recognize that this was his head.

Kahn walked over to pick it up, but a bright lamppost suddenly stood in front of him.

His claws paused, because he saw the flames in the lampposts approaching, the stronger they burned, emitting bright light.

The skin nails seemed to feel the heat cast by the fire on their body. They were fluctuating and stinging, and there was a stinging feeling like tens of needles, which made Kahn's arms tremble and he unconsciously retreated.

"Void?" Jax held up the lamppost, aimed at Kahn's head, and approached step by step.

Seeing this, Kasha immediately made a harsh noise, and at the same time, she lowered her upper body, and her cheek pouch was cracked and ready to go.

Even the severe pain like needle-like needles cannot make her lose the ability to fight back because she wants to protect the person she loves.

"It's okay." Kahn raised his hand to signal her to calm down, and put his hand on his left eye.

"We have no malice in the Kauali Dead of Akasia. This is a curse, please see."

Jax looked quietly at what he was going to do, and saw that the armor opened backwards, revealing half of the human face.

The black mist attached to the skin, and the white smoke with concrete vitality emerged from the seven orifices and was absorbed by the black mist. Then Kahn covered the armor again, but his palm still did not take it off his left half of his face.

Under the obstruction of his palm is Kahn's backhand - the Eye of the Abyss is accumulating energy and ready to emit annihilation rays at any time. If the annihilated light is shot, Jax's mortal body will definitely not be able to withstand it.

Of course, if Jax was willing to resolve the misunderstanding, he would not have done this.

"Now you can believe that we are humans." Kasha said angrily. It was Jax who forced Kahn to open his helmet and suck his life by the black fog. Although it was only a little bit of it, it also made her feel very distressed.

They saved him, but he was facing each other with swords, which made her feel annoying.

"How do you know my identity?" Jax snorted, and then said a language that neither of them understood. Now he was sure that the two were definitely not the Akasians who had experienced that battle like him, so he still held the lamppost in his hand tightly, without relaxing his guard at all.

"We have met Master Kieran, and he asked me to come to you to untie the curse on your body."

"There are still people living in the Parliament?"

"He was trapped in the long river of time and could not extricate himself, and he was no different from a wisp of residual soul."

Kahn's words made Jax recognize the fact that Ekasia had been destroyed again. He would not find anyone in this world who had a similar experience to his.

"If I don't believe it, I can take you to his mage tower to see it."

"I'm fine, since it was the MP Mage who asked you to come..." Jax straightened the lamppost.

I can remember the characters from more than 3,000 years ago, and I think this experience is not a fabrication. Jax gradually let go of his guard and complained: "I just finished warming up and you killed the undead. What do you think you should do?"

"..." Kahn was silent, he felt something was wrong.

"Why do you come and practice some tricks with me?"

"This is not very good. Soul Erosion Night has not passed yet." Of course Kahn didn't want to fight anymore. The eternal flame light shone on his skin armor and made him extremely uncomfortable, let alone fight.

If he is knocked by a lamppost, he may suffer a hundred times more pain than ordinary people. In this case, it would be better to take off his skin and then hit him again. But now the black fog is everywhere, exposing his body to the outside is like seeking death.

"Hmph, it's boring." Jax muttered. In fact, he came to Bilgewater at Soul Erosion Night to exercise his muscles.

At the same time, he is also looking for the Shining Man tonight, the real warrior who fights against the undead.

Although Kahn has the ability, he has no courage and dares not let go of everything to be his opponent.

Such a person is not the warrior he is looking for.

Kahn realized that he might have left a bad impression on Jax, so he could only change his words and said, "Now I can't concentrate on fighting, let's fight again another day."
Chapter completed!