Chapter 101
Limbs and fragments of tissue were scattered all over the ground, and horns and war drums were replaced by broken swords. The "rumor" that a war could be ended by a single person was proven true at this moment.
This is no longer within the realm of humanity—at least not that of ordinary people.
Such power is comparable to that of a god.
No Noxus soldier dared to defy the majesty of the gods again.
But... fortunately, they discovered that the terrifying force was gradually subsiding.
Perhaps it was because they were too close to the Resistance Army, or that terrible woman was afraid of hurting her own people, or perhaps it was because...
Just like the previous intelligence indicated, her stamina is actually quite poor, and her pursuit ability is also lacking.
It's like a glass cannon that can only be fired in one go.
Once you get through this period of time, you'll be safe.
The roar behind them gradually subsided, and the fleeing Noxus army also slowed its pace.
Looking back, where was that terrifying figure?
The earth stopped trembling, and the air was no longer filled with hatred and anger; it was as if everything had ended peacefully in silence.
The survivors, who had narrowly escaped death, breathed a sigh of relief.
Before the Noxus general could recover and issue new orders, another figure not belonging to his army suddenly appeared in the crowd.
Every Noxus soldier wore the same armor and uniform, so the strange man standing in the crowd wearing only a coat naturally looked out of place.
The soldiers immediately recognized him and surrounded the stranger.
The latter simply smiled and bowed to the surviving general.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, General. I'd like to present you with a gift."
His elegant demeanor and refined speech only made others feel that he was acting strangely and hostilely.
The general wasn't stupid; he could guess that the visitor had ill intentions, and he was well aware that the "gift" the other party spoke of was probably something that could take his life.
But amidst his unease, he felt mostly anger—that terrifying monster single-handedly chased after the entire Noxus army, and now this seemingly ordinary human dared to come alone into the midst of the army and provoke the commander-in-chief?
"Take him down! Capture him alive!" the general shouted sternly.
At his command, the surrounding soldiers swarmed forward, thrusting all sorts of weapons at the stranger.
Just as they were about to achieve their goal, the man strangely bowed to the general again.
Welcome to... Hell.
As soon as he finished speaking, a strange burst of magical energy erupted.
The next moment, the Noxus soldiers, led by the general, sensed the presence of death—but not entirely a terrifying one.
There seemed to be a hint of... familiarity mixed in?
Noxus... their homeland... the Immortal Bastion... the heart of the empire...
The group was momentarily dazed by the impact of the Death Realm energy.
After a moment of distraction, the strange man was no longer there.
Looking back...
Their general has also disappeared...
The familiar desolation, the familiar wailing of ghosts, and the familiar delirious ramblings.
Chen Ce returned to the Death Realm, and the Noxus general from before was dragged into "Hell" with him.
This time, he didn't need to wait or search; the moment he opened his eyes, he saw that enormous, dark green iron armor.
Mordekaiser had been waiting for a long time.
Endless death energy surged forth, and the Nightfall, which had shattered countless skulls and imprisoned countless souls, exuded a bloody stench. Every move of the Lord of the Death Realm seemed to proclaim his majesty as the ruler.
"You've come... you've brought my beloved descendant..."
A deep, hoarse voice came from behind him, and Chen Ce smiled and raised his head—he keenly sensed that the other party was no longer calling him "the thief"—this was an important step from enemy to strategic partner.
"Yes, my esteemed Lord of the Death Realm. This is merely a trivial appetizer; I will soon take you to meet more Noxus —your descendants."
"Heh heh..." Mordekaiser let out another terrifying laugh, then slowly raised Nightfall in his hand until it was higher than the Noxus general's head.
He didn't use any force; he simply let go of her hand casually.
Then, the fragile skull of a mortal exploded instantly, and white brain tissue splattered out along with bright red blood.
Chen Ce retreated at the right moment, avoiding being splashed. "Maybe you should hire a few people to work as cleaners in the Death Realm."
"Enslaving ghosts would obviously be cheaper and easier..." Mordekaiser gripped Nightfall tightly again, and the souls within the corpse were instantly absorbed, imprisoned, and enslaved by him.
And so, the Noxus general's ghost, under Nightfall's command, began cleaning up his own corpse's fragments... The scene was truly eerie.
Even Chen Ce, who had seen countless grand occasions, couldn't help but feel a little nauseous.
But at the same time, he could also understand.
On the one hand, it was because of Mordekaiser's nature—he didn't treat people as human beings at all; all living beings were merely tools to be used and enslaved in his eyes.
On the other hand... he did indeed harbor an extra "hatred" for the Noxus.
After all, although he is known as the "ancestor of the Noxian Empire," Noxus was actually founded after his death—on the site of the Immortal Bastion he built.
Led by LeBlanc and Vladimir, the barbarians from the north stormed the Immortal Bastion, ultimately defeating him and seizing it. From there, they established the foundation for the later "Noxian Empire."
Of course, this was all part of his plan—he had known all along. He was deliberately murdered.
But that doesn't mean he wouldn't mind the betrayal of his subordinates and the arrogance and ignorance of those barbarians.
He will make all traitors and arrogant barbarians pay with their lives.
"Let's go... let me see more of my 'descendants'..."
Mordekaiser deliberately emphasized the words "descendants," and terrifying Death Realm energy once again erupted from the gaps in his massive armor.
Chen Ce said no more, and the Death Realm energy he had stolen from the other party began to circulate within his body.
"Remember, Mordekaiser, you only have seven seconds. How many undead you can harvest is up to you."
"Enough with the nonsense..."
With their general gone, the Noxus army, which had finally begun to calm down, was plunged into panic once again.
Fortunately, they soon met someone with more authority and who represented Noxus better than the general.
The creators of the precursor to Noxus.
Mordekaiser.
A massive suit of jet-black armor suddenly appeared where the general had vanished, and every Noxus soldier glimpsed the call of death through the green-glowing gaps.
They were stunned at first, and then filled with endless fear.
Then, death came.
Mordekaiser did not explain anything to his "descendants" or utter a single syllable to them; he simply swung the mace made of human bone.
With this hammer blow, the earth, which had just stopped trembling, began to shake again—though noticeably less than before.
As the energy of the Death Realm was released, the black mist swept towards everyone, enveloping no less than a thousand people in the blink of an eye, and was still expanding outwards.
Anyone mortal shrouded in the black mist would die almost instantly upon touching it.
Mordekaiser was enormous, but his speed was anything but slow. He began to move rapidly, and the deadly black mist moved around him, mercilessly reaping one Noxus soldier after another.
While its destructive power is far less than that of Syndra, it is still comparable to the power of gods among mortals—no, perhaps it would be more accurate to say it is comparable to that of demons.
After all, Mordekaiser was a devil who wanted to drag them all to hell...
"Monster... ghost...!" The screams from the crowd were even louder than before, the corpses and skeletons drained of their souls stimulating the tense nerves of every living person.
The army wiped out by Syndra was annihilated instantly and without much pain or gruesome corpses left behind. Mordekaiser, however, was practically a massacre, a pain that could be directly felt with the naked eye.
Weaker destructive power, yet it caused greater panic.
"Run, run... scream, be more hysterical..."
Mordekaiser reveled in the harvest of souls, his Nightfall weapon slamming into the crowd almost every second.
In just seven seconds, he killed no fewer than several thousand Noxus soldiers with the area-of-effect attack of [Darkness Rise].
Seven seconds later, his figure regrettably disappeared from the spot.
Chen Ce then randomly grabbed someone and entered the Death Realm once more.
Returning to his familiar starting point, Mordekaiser, having just absorbed thousands of souls, was clearly more powerful and arrogant than before.
He looked at the "thief" before him and said, almost in a commanding tone, "Not enough... far from enough... take me to the world of the living again, I want to harvest more souls!"
"Whether I take you or not depends on whether the Noxus surrender." Chen Ce shrugged dismissively. "If they're willing to surrender, then I have no reason to take you to slaughter them."
Upon hearing this, Mordekaiser lowered his massive body, his enormous scalpel hovering less than half a meter from the opponent's tiny head.
"I didn't consult you about anything..." The newfound power made his tone arrogant. "This is an order..."
An even more powerful Death Realm energy than before was suddenly released, and the painful wails of the ghosts echoed once more from the surrounding black mist.
But Chen Ce remained calm. "If the massacre just now makes you feel like you're invincible again... I advise you to calm down."
A few thousand dead souls are nothing compared to the tens of thousands of ghosts in the Death Realm, and their power boost to Mordekaiser is very limited. It's just that the crushing defeat just now restored his confidence.
The frustration of being repeatedly crushed by Syndra vanished completely at this moment.
He seemed to have rediscovered the feeling of having ruled an entire era.
Abbreviation: Gone.
"Take me there... or I'll kill you...!"
Mordekaiser stepped forward, the Nightfall in his hands being respectfully lifted by countless wraiths, as if it were about to fall at any moment.
Seeing this, Chen Ce stopped talking and simply raised one hand.
"Seven seconds... I hope you don't die directly at Syndra's hands, after all, you might not be able to resurrect in the material realm."
The Realm of Death was unleashed once more, and the Gate of the Underworld slowly opened.
A moment later, the two returned to the material realm once again.
Mordekaiser eagerly raised his mace at the fleeing Noxus, while Chen Ce made a gesture to Syndra was hiding in the sky.
The latter understood.
The next moment, the Dark Sphere was generated again.
The next moment, Mordekaiser, who was about to unleash a massacre, was pierced through the body by several Dark Sphere.
But that wasn't enough to kill him.
He angrily raised his head, and without saying a word, prepared to shift his target and attack Syndra.
Unfortunately, the difference in pure strength between them is still quite large.
He couldn't even defeat Syndra in the Death Realm Underworld, his home turf, let alone in the material realm.
The help of a mere few thousand dead souls is simply not going to make much of a difference.
"Beat him up." Chen Ce yawned and waved his hand.
Then, more Dark Sphere fell from the sky, each carrying an even more terrifying power.
Seven seconds passed in the blink of an eye.
Mordekaiser also vanished in an instant.
He couldn't even touch the hem of Syndra's clothes.
Fortunately, half of his helmet was transported back to the Death Realm.
It's generally possible to revive them, it just will take more time.