Corpse-Soldier Knight

Rolling black clouds blotted out the sky. The cold wind howled between heaven and earth, freezing soil and stone harder than steel. Darkness, desolation, and deathly silence ruled this land.

The earth lay shattered, mountains had collapsed, and blood stained the ground red. Broken weapons wailed in the cold wind, while icy corpses reached toward the sky as if roaring in defiance...

"Kill!"

A savage roar echoed between heaven and earth, making the ground tremble.

An army of hundreds of thousands charged forward, sweeping across the land like a flood. Their cold armor was splattered with blood, and their weapons were chipped, yet they pressed on without hesitation.

The hundreds of thousands of soldiers had gone berserk with bloodlust. Formed into battle formations, their vital energies linked, they conjured a surging mass of blood-red baleful intent above their ranks. It took the shape of blades, vast and mighty as an advancing tide, tearing through the heavens.

Boom!

The space ahead seemed to collapse. A unit of ten thousand corpse soldiers charged in, butchers straight from hell. They swung their weapons, twisting the void and shattering the waves of blood-red blade energy. In an instant, they ripped tens of thousands of soldiers to pieces!

Once the armies met at close range, the corpse soldiers rampaged through the human ranks like meat grinders, leaving countless mangled bodies in their wake!

These corpse soldiers were terrifying. Individual human soldiers were as fragile as paper before them, and the humans often had to pay a price ten or even a hundred times greater to kill a single corpse soldier.

But military orders were absolute. Whether the enemy was corpse soldiers or hell itself, these armies could not retreat an inch!

At the center of the hundreds of thousands of human soldiers stood a hundred-meter-tall