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If the Mandrake Flower is a harbinger of destruction, then the Death Knight is the product that follows such omens.
According to secret records, Death Knights are entities that have perished through endless ages. In life, they were the most vile and greedy Abominations, and the dark energy they released now drifts in the depths of the void. Even though their souls have long been extinguished, they still seek a way back to the realm... Rather than being sinful madmen, they are more like the remnants of greed, jealousy, Abomination, and bloodlust left behind by those madmen.
It is no surprise that Poppy knows this, for it is said that the last place where Death Knights descended was within the territory of the Fallen Dragon Clan. However, it was precisely because he had seen records of the Death Knights that Poppy's expression turned grave.
The simultaneous emergence of the Mandrake Flower and the Death Knight signifies what?
"So they are those armored knights?" Garen asked as he gazed at a Black Armor Cavalry emerging from the flames. He noticed that both he and his warhorse were adorned with faintly flowing patterns, very similar to Magic Pattern Armor.
"Yes, they died in battle here long ago, which is why they chose this place to descend," Poppy replied solemnly. "However, they are no longer mere armored knights; the power of their armor has perished along with their lives and souls, leaving only negative energy behind."
With a loud roar, a burst of intense flames erupted forth but quickly extinguished after flickering against the patterns on the Black Armor.
"My attacks are ineffective against them," Shyvana said as she transformed back into her human form, her vertical pupils revealing an unusual seriousness.
"Of course, a Death Knight floating in the depths of the void cannot be harmed by mere elemental attacks," Poppy shook his head.
"Then how do we fight them?" Shyvana turned to look as vast areas of Mandrake Flowers burned in the wilderness. One by one, Death Knights emerged from within; as the eerie white flames extinguished, they charged toward them on horseback.
Their numbers were overwhelming, like a Black Tide sweeping across everything!
"Physical combat," Poppy said as he lightly lifted his Heavy Hammer, focusing on the first wave of approaching Death Knights.
Just then, a sudden dull thud echoed!
Garen had already charged forward, facing the towering black horse Cavalry without flinching. He initiated a direct collision! The pitch-black warhorse was immediately sent reeling backward from the impact. The Cavalry quickly scrambled to his feet; his deformed hand bones cracked and reformed automatically. Before he could grasp his weapon, Garen's Greatsword came crashing down with a clang, sending the helmeted head flying off in an instant!
After defeating the first enemy, Garen immediately broke through and sprinted toward the left front!
Even though Garen had anticipated this moment, he was still surprised when he actually engaged in combat. Yes, the Death Knight had not yet unleashed its full power, but even its physical strength made Garen's palms tingle.
More importantly, the Death Knight was a soulless being, rendering Garen's Soul Strike ineffective against it.
Now, he needed to find Tastandin!
Deep down, Garen had a premonition that both the Mandrake Flower and the Death Knight were likely creations of Tastandin's Eternity. The black flower had just cleared a path for the Angry Beasts, which served as the best evidence.
So there was a strong possibility that these Death Knights were under Tastandin's control!
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...
Garen charged forward for over a hundred meters, knocking down the Death Knights in his path. However, gradually, his stamina began to dwindle. The intervals between his sprints grew longer, and his breathing became heavier. These Death Knights not only possessed incredible physical strength, but their Magic Pattern Armor also allowed them to recover their bodies!
Indeed, as long as they did not suffer a fatal blow, they could fully recover after a brief flicker of their armor, maintaining their combat prowess at its peak.
But that wasn't the most critical issue; what left Garen feeling powerless was their sheer number.
He had already toppled more than twenty of them in his charge, yet now, looking around, he saw countless Black Armor Cavalry stretching endlessly. In the distance, the Mandrake Flowers continued to burn, and more Cavalry were being born. The entire wilderness echoed with the unique sound of neighing warhorses!
At that moment, Garen suddenly spotted someone!
It was Tastandin!
He stood on a low hill a hundred meters away, admiring the sea of Black Armor Cavalry below. Beside him stood the Angry Beasts and Rebia.
The Cavalry passed by them as if they were invisible.
Tastandin found Garen in Black Tide and cast a cold glance at him. At this point, they didn't need to take the initiative; they just had to patiently wait for Garen and his companions to wear themselves out.
"Bang!"
Garen charged again, but this time he couldn't knock his opponent down. Instead, both sides were pushed back over ten meters.
In this relentless battle, Garen's stamina was continuously depleting, yet he never had a chance to recover, not even a moment to catch his breath. Just like now, before he could steady himself, seven or eight Death Knights surged toward him!
"Bang!" "Bang!"
A muffled sound echoed as Poppy and Shyvana arrived at a critical moment, using Heavy Hammer and Dragon Claw respectively to send several Death Knights flying away...
But this did not mean there was a turning point.
Neither Poppy nor Shyvana were in much better shape compared to Garen. The three stood back to back, each able to hear the other's heavy breathing. Clearly, at this moment, their stamina was running low.
Yet within a breath's time, the group of Black Armor Cavalry charged forward once more!
"Shyvana, can you fly?" Poppy said, fatigue evident in his red eyes as he spoke gravely. "Garen and I will buy you some time; if you can take off, we can escape."
Shyvana had no time for jokes now; she shook her head and replied, "I don't have enough stamina."
Her dragon form consumed far more energy than her human form, which was why Shyvana chose to fight in her human shape. Even if she managed to take off, it would be difficult to guarantee an escape; after all, no one knew how many Death Knights there were.
"Bang!"
The wind howled as Garen slammed a Death Knight to the ground and swiftly severed its head.
"Break through," Garen's voice was weary but resonant like iron.
"There's no other way." Poppy and Shyvana nodded in agreement with the decision.
It wasn't that this choice was particularly good; it was simply the only option Unique had at the moment. Moreover, breaking through in this manner, regardless of success or failure, meant that all three of them were likely to face sacrifice. After all, a flawless battle without losses only existed in myth; in the harsh reality of the battlefield, sacrifices were inevitable.
During their time in Valoran, the three had experienced far too many wars and had long grown accustomed to death.
Even their own.
Garen could feel the cold gaze from Tastandin in the distance, but he paid it no mind as he drove his Greatsword into the ground with a clang.
At the same moment, Poppy's Heavy Hammer and Shyvana's fists struck the ground before them.
"Thank you for fighting alongside me for so long. Thank you all for your unwavering cooperation over the years... No matter who walks out alive in the end, we must never forget why we fight!"
Shyvana and Poppy's expressions were grim as they declared, "We fight for those who cannot!"
"Demacia!"
"Forever enduring!"
The three different voices erupted into a deep roar that echoed across the vast wilderness!
But then, their movements suddenly paused.
"Did you hear that?" Shyvana said with an odd expression.
Poppy swung his hammer to fend off a Death Knight and nodded, "Yeah, it's an echo."
Now it was Shyvana's turn to be puzzled. Had the name Demacia spread so far that even this group of Death Knights knew of it? Or was it that in this wilderness...
Garen turned his gaze toward the sound, his pupils gradually widening.
In the distance, there was a black mountain shrouded in night, and faintly visible, a golden banner fluttered atop it.
On the smooth, sprawling mountaintop, figures cloaked in the night began to rise.
In the center stood Sona, dressed in electronic attire, with a floating electronic keyboard surrounding her... Suddenly! The two strands of her long hair burst forth with a mesmerizing purple glow, her slender fingers dancing across the keys!
At that moment, the battle song of heroes erupted across the Godeyas Continent!
It felt as if an invisible hand had suddenly grasped your Heart, and boiling blood surged through every vein like a Torrent!
A man clad in golden armor stepped forward with a resonant clang.
He pointed toward the desolate yet perilous wilderness.
"To battle!"
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