I told you to plant peas, and you summon Mordekaiser?

The fierce fighting on the battlefield paused for a moment due to Mordekaiser's arrival.

The waving vines of the squash suddenly stopped, and the thick branches, as thick as tree trunks, hung in the air for a moment.

Its massive body leaned back slightly, and a hint of wariness appeared in its originally furious eyes.

The zombie monk noticed the commotion in the distance. His golden-glowing figure suddenly stopped, and he turned around, his gaze piercing through the mist like lightning, staring intently at the armored figure.

"What...is this?" the zombie monk muttered to himself, a rare hint of uncertainty in his voice.

"This breath..."

The Clown King Zombie's ten-meter-long sword reflected a chilling light in the dim light of the battlefield.

"Interesting, someone in the Corpse Cult can actually summon this kind of thing."

The entire battlefield suddenly fell into an eerie stillness.

Although the zombies and plants are still in a standoff, their movements have both slowed down.

They also diverted some of their attention to the iron-clad figure rising from the crack.

The armored colossal figure, as tall as a mountain, stood silently on the wasteland, radiating an aura of power that they could not ignore.

The murderous intent permeating the air seemed to be split into two streams, one of which was still intertwined on the battlefield.

The other one coalesced into an invisible vortex, swirling around Mordekaiser.

"There are no energy cards in this world that can be directly upgraded to the seventh tier..."

Chen Yang spoke first, explaining.

"You need to hunt and absorb energy to advance your rank."

Swallowing hard, Chen Yang continued tentatively, "We're trapped in this illusion now. Do you have any way to get us out of here? Only then can I help you find the materials for your upgrade."

Mordecais did not respond, but stared intently at the lake.

Just by standing there, this sixth-rank Underworld Lord gave others a sense of oppression no less than that of an eighth-rank lord.

Chen Yang watched the armored figure warily, fearing that this bloodthirsty emperor might displease him and kill him.

After a long silence, Mordekaiser brought up the Nightfall that was on the ground.

"You did a good job..."

A deep voice came from the iron armor.

His head, covered in dark armor, was slightly raised, and his gaze, which had been fixed on the lake, gradually shifted.

The next moment, he turned around and strode forward with the strides of a giant beast, heading straight for the battlefield.

"What...is he going to do? Why aren't your plants listening to you?" Chi Zigao asked in a hoarse voice.

No one answered.

Chen Yang was also filled with doubt and surprise.

What is he going to do?

Those are all seventh and eighth-tier creatures. He's only sixth-tier. What can he do?

Chi Zigao looked at Chen Yang, his face filled with barely concealed panic, "What should we do? Should we stop him? It would be terrible if we attracted that gourd again!"

"bar?"

Chen Yang's gaze remained fixed on Mordecais's retreating figure. "Don't worry, we probably have a chance to leave this place."

The battle between the higher-level creatures continued, but as the armored giant shadow approached, the previously stalemate in the air began to fluctuate.

The killing intent on the battlefield began to tremble slightly, as if wary of this iron-clad figure that had suddenly entered the fray.

Mordekaiser approached the battlefield step by step, his heavy footsteps sounding like a countdown to fate.

Beneath the iron armor, the aura emanating from him was cold and oppressive.

The Clown King Zombie gripped the massive ten-meter-long sword tightly, a hint of fear creeping into his eyes.

Golden light flowed from the monk zombie's fist as he clashed with the Great Steeltooth Flower, but his peripheral vision never left Mordekaiser.

"What...is this guy going to do?"

Clown King muttered to himself, his tone less playful and more serious than usual.

No one answered him.

And in the sunken eyes of the squab, there flickered an uncontrollable frenzy.

The aura of annihilation emanating from the iron armor made everyone uneasy.

Despite being adversaries, the two sides surprisingly turned in unison toward the uninvited guest.

They decided to deal with Mordekaiser first!

However, the main figure paid no attention to this and simply slowly raised the massive warhammer "Nightfall".

The hammerhead was as black as the night sky, emitting a dim glow.

The next instant, the howling of the endless underworld suddenly resounded, and as his warhammer fell heavily, the surrounding air seemed to be torn open.

The underworld and reality overlap, and the cycle of reincarnation descends once again.

Within the massive rift, the figures of the Giant Steeltooth Flower and the Bursting Pea Zombie vanished instantly, as if they had been directly pulled from this world.

Then, the three of them vanished from the world as if they had never existed.

The clamor of the battlefield suddenly stopped, and both the Clown King Zombie and the Monk Zombie were stunned in place for a moment.

They exchanged a glance, and saw deep doubt and unease in each other's eyes.

"Gone? They left this barrier?" The zombie monk asked in surprise.

"Something's not right. Judging from the aura alone, that armored creature is only at the sixth rank. How could it have managed to pull away an eighth-rank plant?"

The Clown King Zombie's voice was deep, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

The King Steeltooth Flower is at level eight, and the Bursting Pea Zombie is at the peak of level seven, only one step away from level eight.

However, at this moment, they all disappeared from the hands of an iron-armored man whose energy aura was only at the sixth level.

This is absolutely astonishing.

"It's fine, I'm just as happy to be without that broken iron flower."

The momentary shock on their faces vanished, replaced by a cold and sharp killing intent.

They all turned towards the squash!

The two reached a tacit understanding, and the Clown King Zombie raised his giant sword again, slashing at the Squash's vines.

The zombie monk let out a low growl, and the golden light on its fist suddenly surged, directly slamming into the already damaged shell of the squash.

Squash roared and swung its tattered vines in an attempt to resist, but without the assistance of the Great Steeltooth Flower, the Clown King's blade and the Monk Zombie's fists rained down like a storm, suppressing its last struggle time and time again.

Chen Yang and his two companions, watching from afar, found what they were seeing unbelievable.

Chi Zigao gasped, "How...how did they all disappear all of a sudden?!"

His voice trembled; this was the first time he had witnessed Mordekaiser use the Cycle of Reincarnation.

"Chen Yang... whose plants are these? How did you make both the plants and the zombies disappear?"

Huangfu Qinghe frowned deeply, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

"What exactly is this guy trying to do..." Chen Yang muttered to himself.

In Chen Yang's eyes, the strength of the Bursting Pea Zombie and the King Steeltooth Flower was unknown, but since they could fight against a group of Tier 8 zombies, their strength must be considerable.

He had thought that Mordekaiser's appearance would give them a chance to escape, but the iron-clad figure actually completely removed the two extremely powerful beings from reality.

Chi Zigao tugged at his sleeve and lowered his voice: "Chen Yang, what... what should we do now?"

Chen Yang remained silent for a moment, his gaze sweeping across the battlefield with a complex expression.

"Let's wait and see..."

There was a hint of helplessness in his tone.

On this battlefield, they seemed to have no choice but to be forced to stand by and watch.