Within the Armory, the Nether Knight, missing one leg and one arm, stood on the ash-covered ground left behind by the flames.
All around it were densely packed Fossil Zombies—some had once been Aeldari Warriors, while others had been tanks.
At that moment, every one of those Fossil Zombies stood silently still, frozen in the poses they had held after killing Li Qinwu. The sight was deeply unsettling.
The Nether Knight stood there like a Golden Rooster Stands on One Leg, and a raspy hum emerged from its speakers.
Anyone who understood the Ancient Eldar Language would have recognized that it was singing Nightmoon Color Song.
This Ancient Eldar song described a forbidden love. Sung by the Nether Knight, a machine that had guarded a grave alone for ten thousand years, amid the ash-filled Armory and those long-dead Fossil Monsters, it carried an overwhelming sense of desolation.
Just then, with a swish, Li Qinwu's body appeared out of thin air at the edge of the Armory.
The ten-second countdown had ended. Li Qinwu had successfully loaded in.
The instant he spawned inside the Armory, the Nether Knight, which had been silent moments before, immediately raised its head. Its mechanical eye locked onto his position.
Then, with no windup at all, the Nether Knight lowered its body slightly and pushed off the ground with its single remaining leg. With a boom like an exploding shell, its massive body shot into the air and leaped hundreds of meters away.
Though it had lost one leg, the Nether Knight's agility remained undeniable.
It could still move at high speed by hopping. After three or four consecutive leaps, it had already covered a kilometer.
The massive Wraith Sword in its lone arm gleamed coldly, clearly intent on reducing Li Qinwu to pieces in a