despair.

despair.

despair.

It's the sound of horse hooves.

The smell of decay comes with the wind.

Death, complete death.

What was once just a thin line of shadow gradually becomes clearly visible.

It is the wave formed by the Black Knight.

Then the armor is also clearly visible.

It's hideous, terrifying, and dark.

Then there are the cheeks under the helmet.

The white bones are directly exposed to the air, and the fire of the soul is burning in the eye sockets, seemingly never going out.

Finally, the knights came to the two of them.

The leader was none other than the Ten of Spades who had betrayed the poker kingdom, whom Hala had met before.

"Hush!"

The burning bone horse stopped.

The Ten of Spades jumped down directly:

"Your Highness, the King has received the message you asked the pilgrims to convey, but the King is still fighting the evil ancient monsters, so he sent all the troops here to help you. As long as you give the order, we can

Attack the poker kingdom.

"By the way, although we occupy the entire deserted kingdom, we are not as good as other kingdoms that have five or six legends. Even if we add in the several armies and pilgrims who are about to arrive, we can only get three legends, and only the White Tiger

The lady can compete with other kings, so if it is not necessary, the king still hopes that you can wait for him to come."

The death knight kneeled down:

"But now, we are willing to fight to the end with the princess."
Chapter completed!