Kant reined in his horse and extended his hand to signal for them to stop moving forward.
The knights' faces were filled with shock.
The thick fog in front of them was rolling. Its grayish-black appearance was just like the black smoke coming out of a factory's chimney.
In the sky, the dark clouds blocked out the sky and the sun. A faint breeze blew, and the entire cloud layer moved slowly. Along with the faint screams that appeared from time to time, it really gave people the feeling of... The Underworld's ghost realm!
It was as if a bone-piercing chill came along with the wind, and the ground had already frozen solid like a frozen lake in winter.
The warhorses dug the ground beneath it.
However, the steel horseshoes, could only dig out layers of white marks.
"The Sky Veil of Death..."
The mage apprentices opened their mouths, and there was an unconcealable trembling in their voices.
At that time, the thick fog was just a small matter. Now, the black fog and the dark clouds were the real Sky Veil of Death. It was made for the undead, and it could cause diseases and all sorts of negative buffs for ordinary people with a terrifying AoE status!
They had just discussed such a terrifying undead spell.
But now, they encountered it.
Kant tightened his grip on the reins. "The world is really unpredictable."
"The negative energy inside is very dense. It has the hatred of the undead towards the living. There are even all kinds of plague toxins. If we don't have the power to resist, we will be infected with all kinds of diseases in a short period of time."
The mage apprentice warned, "Perhaps the spirit will also be infected by the Sky Veil of Death, turning into undead zombies or skeletons."
"Hmph.", the knights' faces were cold. "They have tarnished Lord Kant's estate."
Nahrin Desert was Kant's estate.
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Clenching the weapons in their hands, all the knights were eager to give it a try. Even though they knew that the evil in front would be a terror that could cause death, they were still fearless. This was the embodiment of the knight's spirit.
But they were definitely not reckless.
Turning to look at Kant, the knights were all waiting.
But Kant was also waiting.
"Set up camp on the spot."
Kant raised his hand and signaled the knights around him to dismount. "We'll wait for daybreak!"
"Yes!", the knights replied.
This was the best way.
Who knew what they would encounter if they rushed into the Sky Veil of Death rashly?
Rather than entering forcefully, it was better to wait until daybreak. The sunlight would disperse the thick fog and dark clouds.
The knights quickly set up their tents.
They formed a circle around Kant's tent and guarded it in the middle.
However, even if it was an encampment, it was actually just a simple rest and food. They raised a small bonfire and boiled the water in the iron pot, allowing everyone to drink some hot water to warm their bodies. This was to prevent the cold air from going too far and freezing their limbs.
Even the warhorses needed to drink some hot water to alleviate the cold.
It was really very cold here!
Just by looking at the layer of sand below them that had already frozen, it was clear that the entire area was as solid as a plate. If they did not have extraordinary powers to protect their bodies, just by relying on the bodies of ordinary people, they would have long suffered serious injuries from the cold air eroding their insides.
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"Damn it."
Kant exhaled white mist, his eyes filled with solemnity.
Their sleep was very simple. They would be roasted on the ground with a bonfire and then sleep around the bonfire on leather mats. Everyone would be woken up by the cold halfway through their sleep. Only by circulating the extraordinary power in their bodies could they feel warmth.
Even Kant was the same.
Holding the Sword of King in his arms, he could not sleep well. He only closed his eyes in a daze to rest.
"My Lord."
But right beside him, someone gently pushed him.
Kant immediately woke up.
Beside him was a mage apprentice. His young face had turned green from the cold. He said to Kant with a trembling voice, "It's... It's dawn now, but there's a problem..."
"What?", Kant frowned.
"The Sky Veil of Death has expanded...", the mage apprentice still said with a trembling voice.
"What expansion?"
Kant's mind had yet to react.
But in the blink of an eye, his drowsy head suddenly became clear. He turned his head and lifted the curtain of the tent. It was pitch-black outside. The gray fog and the thick dark clouds in the sky made his expression ugly.
"The Sky Veil of Death!", Kant gritted his teeth.
"Yes, the Sky Veil of Death has expanded. It has now become very big."
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})The mage apprentice said helplessly, "Just at dawn, the Sky Veil of Death began to expand and swallow us up.". He paused, his tone was also filled with relief. "Thanks to the extraordinary power of you and the knights, it can protect our surroundings and not be affected by the negative energy and negative effect of the Sky Veil of Death."
Kant turned his head and realized that his Sword of King and the royal knights around him were emitting golden light. They just happened to form a defensive shield around the camp, causing the thick gray-black fog to be repelled to the side.
The knights were already holding onto their swords to protect them. A few bonfires were emitting some slight heat.
Kant's face was gloomy.
"The situation is a little urgent."
He said in a deep voice.
"Yes.", the mage apprentices nodded, their expressions impressively.
The thick Sky Veil of Death around them was no longer something they could comment on.
Even if mages were here, they could only barely protect themselves. Only great mages who were proficient in spells could have a slight surplus in such a terrifying Sky Veil of Death because they all knew what it meant.
In the world of "Wind of War", such a large-scale Sky Veil of Death would usually have several liches and even more terrifying undead creatures.
There was also a large number of low-level skeleton soldiers.
The undead race had always won by using the tactic of having a large number of troops.
Any living person would be declared dead in vain in front of the seemingly endless sea of undead.
With such a Sky Veil of Death, no one knew how many undead skeletons they would encounter, let alone how powerful the undead creatures would be. But just from the previous encounter, the hundreds of undead skeletons were a team, so there was definitely a lot of them!
If they were entangled and allowed stronger undead creatures to come, it would be really troublesome.
"Let's go!"
Kant immediately gave the order without saying a word.
The camp was quickly put away.
The knights moved very quickly.
However, just when the tents were all put away and they were ready to leave at any time, the thick fog rolled and spread outwards like dark clouds. Even the golden light around Kant, which was suppressed, shrank a lot inward.
Everyone gathered together and barely resisted the increasingly thick black-gray fog!
"There's a sound!"
The knights reminded in a deep voice.
"Be careful!", the knights in the north said, "The speed isn't fast. It seems that a group of undead footmen are approaching us!"
They all had rich experience on the battlefield.
It was even easier to distinguish the location by listening to the sound, even if the wind was accompanied by faint screams.
Kant narrowed his eyes.
In the thick fog in the north, he could roughly see an area of 30 meters.
"Ka Ka" sounds appeared.
One by one, black shadows broke through the thick fog with the sound of footsteps.
They seemed to be holding long halberds and wearing light yellow armors. They walked step by step in an orderly and rhythmic manner. It was as if everyone's footsteps were the same. No, their steps were exactly at the same pace.
"Elite troops.", this thought appeared in Kant's mind.
In the era of cold weapons, those who could walk in such orderly steps could be called elites.
This represented discipline.
It represented teamwork.
In fact, even the troop class of Caradia were unable to form such orderly steps.
Other than the level 5 Swadian Rhodok Sergeant, these kingdoms that paid attention to discipline were specially trained. As for the powerful footman kingdom, Kingdom of Nords, even the level 6 Royal Guards of Nords were unable to form such orderly steps.
Although it did not represent combat strength, it could represent the discipline and tenacity of the troops.
This was an elite force that could withstand the enemy's attack!
"Enemy!"
However, the mage apprentices cried out in alarm.
Their voices were hurried as they loudly reminded Kant and the Royal Knights and Lion Knights beside him, "It's the skeleton warriors, the basic combat units of the undead!"
Kant frowned. All the knights looked at the army that had broken through the thick fog in front of them.
The pale yellow armor seemed to be made of chain armor mixed with gold.
The long halberds in their hands were all gilded with gold. The sharp halberds were the terrifying weapons made of fine steel.
However, that was not the case.
The chain armor made of gold had long been tattered. It was like a rag that was draped over the body of the skeleton that was left. Under the rusted pointed helmet, the blue soul fire in the white bones' eye sockets burned with hatred for the living.
The long halberd that looked like a work of art was also rusted and cracked.
Even the front end of some of the halberds had been shattered, leaving only half of the long rod.
"Skeleton warriors?"
Kant snorted slightly.
He turned his head to look at the knights who had gathered around him and were all ready. he shouted, "Get rid of them!"
"Kill!"
The knights shouted.
The warhorses under them instantly sped up.
Their bodies were shining with golden light. The 30 Swadian Royal Knights charged fearlessly towards the skeleton warriors in the thick gray-black fog. They were still as easily destroyed as before. Rays of golden light flashed, and pieces of the skeletons were shattered.
Dozens of skeleton warriors holding long halberds were instantly annihilated.
However, Kant and the others had yet to relax.
In the thick gray-black fog, the "Ka Ka" sounds became more and more frequent.
Everyone's expressions became tense again. They held their weapons tightly and looked at each other. Then, they stared at the darkness in front of them because more enemies had appeared there!
And the number of enemies was increasing!
"Prepare to retreat!"
Kant gritted his teeth, but he did not plan to go any deeper.
If he continued to go deeper, who knew how many terrifying skeletons of the undead race he would encounter.
He wasn't afraid of these skeletons, but he definitely couldn't ignore the unknown number of skeletons. He knew nothing about the actual strength of the enemy.
Only by knowing yourself and the enemy could you win a hundred battles.
"Hum --"
But just as Kant was about to retreat, a ray of golden light suddenly appeared in the sky.
The dark clouds in the sky dispersed as if they were breaking through ice. The grayish-black fog also kept retreating and shrinking. Even the terrifying "Ka-ka" sound began to disappear in the retreating and shrinking fog.
In less than half an hour, the dark clouds and thick fog dispersed.
Kant raised his head in shock.
In the middle of his head, the scorching sun was releasing a terrifying temperature.
It was noon.
