Secret: The undead do not die in the fire

As the earliest source of energy to break through the blockade of the Celestial Lord, the River of Eternal Darkness has a very high degree of activation.

So he chose to "resurrect" Hades, hoping to use this former god of death to stop the embers.

Even though this Hades had been dead for thousands of years, and the one wandering in the River of Eternal Darkness was just an ordinary dead person, without any extraordinary characteristics in his body, under the blessing of the 'source' of the River of Eternal Darkness, He could still maintain a strength close to that of Sequence 0.

But he is ultimately just a puppet controlled by the River of Eternal Darkness, and not the Hades who won the final victory in the War of the Four Emperors thousands of years ago.

The God of Death, Salinger, stood at the edge of the river, his eyes burning with pale flames staring at the embers at the end of the stairs. There was no hatred in his eyes, only deep-rooted obsession - he longed for a true resurrection, wanted to gain true freedom, and wanted to become the Hades once again!

So, Embers must die!
"Roar!"

A low roar came from his rotten mouth, echoing over the river and causing the entire city of Calderon to shake noticeably.

The river, which sometimes rolled up, sometimes fell, sometimes dark, and sometimes pale, rose and rushed madly towards the ember standing at the end of the stone stairs. The pale torrent beat against the ember's body wave after wave, trying to drown him and drown him in the river.

But no matter how hard the 'waves' beat, the illusory river water could never truly touch Yujin's body.

The rotting body of the 'God of Death' Salinger was approaching the embers step by step, and around him were countless blurry shadows wandering on the edge of the river. At this moment, they seemed to have gained some 'freedom', no longer wandering forever, but following the footsteps of the 'God of Death', step by step approaching the embers, and making unconscious crazy roars from their mouths.

This is an army of the dead!

At a glance, Yu Jin saw many identical figures in the army of the dead - they all belonged to the same person, Azik Eggs, who had a bronze complexion and soft features.

This 'Archon of Death' seemed to have split into multiple selves, wandering aimlessly between the pale stone pillars on both sides of the 'River of Eternal Darkness'.

But in reality, this 'Archon of Death' is clearly still alive, although not in good condition.

But since He appears here, it means He has died, and more than once.

This reminded Yu Jin of the 'Undead' of Sequence 4 in the 'Death' pathway. The 'Undead' would die and be resurrected every sixty years, forgetting most of their past memories and needing to slowly recover them later, just like starting a new life.

But it is obvious that this kind of immortality is not true immortality, and there are great hidden dangers. Because every time they die, they will split a "shadow" to wander forever in the River of Everlasting Darkness. If they die too many times, the weight of the "shadow" split out will exceed the main body, and perhaps even the main body will be attracted to the River of Everlasting Darkness and become the real "dead".

Although Azik's real body was still alive and well, what appeared here were only his 'shadows'. However, with the blessing of the River of Everlasting Darkness, these 'shadows' all had strength above Sequence 4. Some of them even had Sequence 2 strength, and were genuine angels whose strength was equivalent to that of the real body!

After all, for a source of essence, it is not difficult to share some power with these 'shadows'.

Next to the Archon of Death, there were two pale shadows that did not belong to him.

They all have black hair and brown eyes, ordinary facial features, and a slightly bookish air.

Their name is Klein, Klein Moretti.

Next to Klein was a man in a black windbreaker. His gray eyes looked unusually deep against his pale skin.

His name is Dunn, Dunn Smith.

Compared to these 'acquaintances', there are more people I don't know!
The figures on both sides of the river gathered into a rushing black river, so densely packed that there was no end in sight!

These people were undoubtedly the dead who had once died, forever wandering on the edge of the River of Eternal Darkness. And in the past thousands of years, how many lives had died? At least hundreds of billions, or even trillions!

Even though many of them have been wandering for eternity, swept into the center of the river by the rising tide, sinking uncontrollably to the bottom of the river and melting like ice and frost, there are still hundreds of millions of figures wandering on both sides of the river!

Although most of them were just ordinary people, even the River of Eternal Darkness would not grant them extraordinary abilities, and the blocking effect on the embers was almost zero. But this densely packed number was still somewhat chilling at first glance.

Yu Jin withdrew his gaze from the endless procession of the dead. It seemed that the River of Eternal Darkness was determined to stop him. But he could not fail to understand that no matter how many dead there were, they could only delay time and could not really stop him, even with the addition of the 'God of Death' Salinger.

Unless... the purpose of the River of Eternal Darkness is to delay time, who is He waiting for? Adam? Or someone else?

Ember did not try to find the answer, because no matter who came, He would show up sooner or later.

There is no need to waste time on such irrelevant issues.

The same goes for these dead people. Ember has no intention of getting entangled with them.

and so……

Yu Jin flipped his palm and a bell appeared from nowhere.

The style of the bell is not very exquisite, but very 'rustic'. It looks like it is carved from square stone.

Corresponding to this bell is a square box with the same shape as the bell, held in the palm of the right hand - it is an urn.

Jingle bell bell~!

The clear sound of bells resounded over the River of Everlasting Darkness, and above the swinging bells, a purple halo slowly emanated along with the sound of the bells, awakening the heroic spirits sleeping in the urns - the Silver Knights.

In later generations, the God Clan under the rule of the pseudo-girl gradually withered away, and the strength of the Silver Knights, who served as the God Clan's guards, was no longer as strong as before. Not only did their numbers decrease sharply, but the strength of these Silver Knights was also much weaker than before. If assessed by the standards of this world, the strength of most of those Silver Knights was only at the level of Sequence 5.

Only the Dark Moon Knights, who were regarded as confidants by the transvestite, still maintained the strength of all members at Sequence 4. However, compared with the Silver Knights of the Protoss at their peak, their scale was still only better than nothing.

In the end, under Salivan's purge, the Dark Moon Knights were completely wiped out. Even if some of the remaining Silver Knights were still loyal to the Protoss, they were at Sequence 5 level, and even if they wanted to kill the enemy and support the Protoss, it would be useless.

But the ones summoned by the embers were not the silver knights who were raised useless by the pseudo-girls in the future. Instead, they were the elite knights who had followed Gwyn in the dragon hunting war and subjugated the undead ancient dragons. Each of them had the strength equivalent to Sequence 4 or even Sequence 3, and each of them possessed the miracle that Gwyn had taught them - the Sunlight Spear!
One after another tall figures stood up from the mist of history. They stood in neat formation behind the embers, filling up section after section of the gray-white stairs, their silver armor shining in the dim light of the darkness.

The most elite silver knight has followed Gwyn to pass on the fire, but the remaining silver knights are still the bravest and most powerful warriors of the Protoss. In the process of guarding Anor Londo, they died bravely in order to protect the Sun Princess and block the powerful enemy.

Out of respect for them, Yu Jin chose to 'bury' their ashes together so that their souls could meet in dreams - although the urn does not look large, the space inside is indeed not small, and the scale of the dream is endless.

And now, they are reborn in the calling.

Their swords are still sharp, their armor is still strong, and the noble Silver Knights once again join the war.

Even though they are no longer fighting for the gods this time, they are still noble demigod warriors!

Wow!
The Silver Knights stepped back with one foot, and in unison took out from their backs a longbow taller than a human being, which was engraved with inscriptions belonging to the gods - it was a longbow used to hunt dragons in the era of the gods!

It was unusually large for a bow, and therefore possessed unusually great power.

clang!
With a heavy thud, the end of the dragon-hunting bow was 'fixed' to the ground.

The Silver Knights held the bow in one hand and used the other hand to 'take out' large arrows like iron spears from their waists. They were made by the giant who was the blacksmith of the gods!
Draw the bow and nock the arrow!
The shining golden miracle gathered at the arrow tips. The light emitted by thousands of dragon-hunting arrows dispelled the grayness surrounding them, allowing this underground world that could not be reached by any light to be illuminated by the sun for the first time!
boom!
The bowstring crackled, and the long arrow broke through the air, shining with golden light, cutting through the sky and piercing into the army of billions of dead!
Boom!

Arrows fell into the army of the dead, and the shining sunlight exploded instantly, and the golden sun also expanded instantly. And those dead who were touched by the light of the "sun" had their bodies twisted instantly, and turned into ashes with screams, as easy as dust raised by the breeze.

Rumble, rumble!

Thousands of arrows pierced the army of the dead, and in an instant, millions of the dead were turned into ashes. But compared to the hundreds of millions of dead wandering on both sides of the Ever Dark River, such a loss is really not worth mentioning.

Even though a large number of the dead were instantly melted by the light, the remaining ones still showed no fear. They remained in a wooden state and approached the stairs where the embers were step by step.

The front end of the army of the dead has almost reached the front of the stairs.

Clang!
The silver knights in the front row put away their longbows, and as their swords were unsheathed, golden lightning entwined on both sides of the swords.

The silver knights held a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, ready for battle.

boom!
The war was on the verge of breaking out, as at least a thousand silver knights rushed down the steps, charging towards the endless army of the dead. Their silver armor was like a silver wall of sighs, and the long swords in their hands, wrapped in golden sunlight, mercilessly slaughtered any dead who tried to approach them, pushing the battle line back step by step, carrying the 'corpses' of the dead!
On the stairs, the silver knight holding the dragon hunting bow was not affected at all.

Time and again, they drew out the dragon-hunting arrows from their waists and shot at the tireless army of the dead!
The God of Death, Salinger, stood on the edge of the River of Everlasting Darkness, with the Silver Knight pressing in front of him and the dead spreading under his feet.

But apart from that initial roar, He did nothing.

Just standing there quietly among the army of the dead, watching all this happen.

Finally, the River of Eternal Darkness seemed to have noticed His passivity and inaction.

The spreading tide instantly submerged Salinger's feet, sweeping all the dead near him into the depths of the river, never to climb out again.

The surging waves rose higher and higher until they covered Salinger's head.

An illusory tide washed over Salinger's face, and the water flowed along Salinger's rotten face into His body. After circulating around, it flowed out from another rotten hole and merged into the mainstream.

But even though he was submerged in the River of Eternal Darkness, the expression of the 'God of Death' Salinger did not change at all.

But He finally stopped being passive and just like the dead that had spread again around His feet, He finally raised His hand.

At this moment, He finally displayed the majesty of the God of Death, the illusory deity that towered above countless undead souls!
Extremely cold, extremely noble, coming to the world with a strong smell of death.

The Silver Knights quickly killed all the dead in the front line, but the dead in the back were swallowed up by the rising tide of the Everdark River warning the 'God of Death', resulting in the failure of those further back to fill the gaps in time, which created a gap in the battle situation.

The Silver Knights moved forward quickly, charging towards the spreading army of the dead.

During this process, a silver knight suddenly looked up at the tall figure.

His right hand condensed into a shining golden miracle, trying to interrupt the movement of the 'God of Death' raising his hand.

But the next second, the Silver Knight suddenly stood still, motionless.

Snapped!
In just a moment, the Silver Knight's armor lost its support and instantly broke into countless pieces and scattered all over the ground.

Just by looking into the eyes of the 'God of Death', the Silver Knight paid the price with his life.

Even though his ashes are still well preserved, and even though his soul is protected by the flames and is not under the jurisdiction of the River of Everdarkness, he will not truly perish.

But this death will still cause irreversible damage to his soul.

Cannot be summoned a second time within a short period of time.

After seeing the fate of their colleagues, the other Silver Knights responded immediately, lowering their heads and focusing their eyes on the army of the dead to avoid looking at the "God of Death". But even without eye contact, under the gaze of the "God of Death", their movements became slower and slower, as if they had gone from being young and strong to being old in an instant, without even the strength to swing their swords, allowing the undead to climb onto their bodies and gnaw on their armor.

Roar!
A loud dragon roar resounded through the sky, and the black dragon swooped down. The scorching dragon flame burned blazingly several meters in front of the Silver Knights' defense line, forming an insurmountable sea of ​​fire that would burn everyone in it to ashes!

The 'God of Death' suddenly raised his head and set his sights on the swooping black dragon.

At the same time, the Silver Knights felt lighter. Their bodies no longer withered, and they were no longer shackled as if they were crossing a river of death.

The God of Death stared closely at the huge black dragon. He didn't notice when the dragon appeared at all - just like he didn't notice when the ember disappeared.