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

Above the ruins, the wind howled, and the embers of war struggled in the ashes, but could not conceal the deafening roar of the two colossal objects colliding.

Mordekaiser's heavy armor was enveloped in a ghostly aura as he wielded Nightfall, each strike carrying a power that shook the heavens and earth.

The hammerhead swept through the air, producing a sharp tearing sound.

Behind him, strange phenomena of the underworld appeared.

Countless figures of the dead appeared and disappeared, as if an endless abyss had opened a dark gate. The wails and whispers of those wandering in the underworld echoed through the heavens and the earth, enveloping the battlefield.

Aatrox roared as he swung his sword, like an indomitable flame in a raging storm. He wielded his blood-red greatsword, the blade leaving a blinding crimson trail in its wake, sweeping out with frenzied power.

With a tremor of his wings, he moved swiftly around Mordekaiser, his figure blurring like a crimson phantom, his blood-red sword energy sweeping across the earth, slicing the ruins to shreds.

The two clashed in the shadow of Federico and the Stone Monkey.

Mordekaiser's Nightfall hammer slammed down, and the entire ground instantly collapsed. The surrounding ruins seemed to be drawn towards the center, forming a giant crater.

Desperate cries came from below; the underground shelter was nearly destroyed by the blow.

As the giant hammer fell, Aatrox spread his wings and soared into the sky, then spun and swooped down, his greatsword crashing down on Mordekaiser's head like a crimson meteor.

Mordekaiser raised Nightfall to parry, and the shockwave that erupted at the moment the hammer and sword collided was like a small storm, completely overturning the ruins within hundreds of meters.

The earth shattered, and huge cracks spread like a spider web. The power of the underworld and the aura of blood intertwined and merged in the air, devouring each other.

Aatrox continued his fierce attack before the shockwave subsided.

He quickly retreated, then suddenly lunged forward again, his sword dancing into a crimson tidal wave, dozens of blood-red sword energies attacking Mordekaiser from all directions.

Mordekaiser snorted coldly and swung his giant hammer horizontally. The hammerhead, imbued with the power of the underworld, formed a deep black barrier that completely neutralized Aatrox's sword energy.

Then, he swung Nightfall and slammed it into the ground, and dark ripples erupted from the point of impact, forcing Aatrox back.

As the two retreated and advanced, the collision of their forces completely reduced the ruins to dust, and the remaining buildings collapsed with a roar, turning into dust that filled the sky.

Aatrox grinned wildly, licking the blood from his lips as if he were savoring the devastating battle.

In the next clash, Aatrox's wings suddenly flapped, and he charged straight at Mordekaiser with a crimson afterimage.

The patterns of the plague spread across Aatrox's arm.

This strike was faster than any of Biatox's previous strikes.

Before this offensive, the previous exchanges seemed like appetizers.

Mordekaiser raised Nightfall, its hammerhead shimmering with black light under the shroud of ghostly aura.

He stood on the ground, facing Aatrox's sword head-on.

But clearly, Mordekaiser struggled even to defend against Aatrox's sword strike.

As heaven and earth crumbled, the forces of the underworld and blood clashed once more, unleashing a light that was like the sun and moon out of balance, turning the entire battlefield into hell.

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On the city wall, the three men looked solemn, their eyes fixed on the figure that jumped out from the head of the mechanical zombie giant.

Dr. Zombie King walked slowly towards him.

He stopped, his gaze sweeping over the three of them before finally settling on Chen Yang. A faint smile appeared on his face, and his voice was hoarse and low: "Long time no see."

Soren frowned, a look of doubt in his eyes, and turned to look at Chen Yang: "You know him?"

Countless fragments of memories flashed through Chen Yang's mind.

Back in that mysterious forest, it was Dr. Zombie King who entrusted Yumi to Chen Yang.

He whispered, "George Edgar."

Before Soren could ask any further questions, Chen Yang reached out and beckoned, a flash of light appeared, and a six-tailed cat appeared in the air.

As soon as Yuumi saw Edgar, she excitedly rushed over, as if they were reunited after a long separation, circling him happily and gently patting his arm with her tail.

Edgar reached out and gently stroked Yumi's soft fur.

He exclaimed, "It's only been a short time since I last saw you, and you've already reached the sixth level."

His tone revealed an undisguised surprise.

Then, he raised his head and looked at Chen Yang and the other two. The smile on his face disappeared, and his expression became more serious: "You don't need to be afraid. I don't want to be your enemy."

Soren looked suspicious and remained wary: "Then what are you doing here?"

Edgar said calmly, "I came here because of... the plague."

"The plague? You came here for it too?" Isabella was slightly taken aback, her tone revealing obvious surprise.

Edgar glanced at her, seemingly surprised that these people knew about the plague.

He nodded slowly: "Since you all know about the plague, then I don't need to explain. It's a scourge left behind by my teacher, Dave."

These words immediately made the atmosphere even more tense.

Soren narrowed his eyes and asked in an unfriendly tone, "The trouble left behind by Dave? What do you mean?"

Edgar chuckled softly, his voice hoarse with a meaningful sigh: "That power is Dave's sin. Once the power of the zombie plague is fully unleashed, it will bring unimaginable consequences."

Soren sneered, turning his gaze to the distant battlefield: "The consequences? Look at the battle of those monsters."

Above the sky, Stone Monkey and Fiddlesticks wreaked havoc; on the ground, Sword Demon and Iron Revenant fought so fiercely that the heavens and earth trembled.

"The power of the zombie plague you speak of has already brought unimaginable consequences. What can we do with it alone?"

Edgar followed Soren's gaze and saw the terrifying sight of giant beasts clashing in the sky.

His expression fell silent for a moment, a deep sense of apprehension flashing in his eyes.

He whispered, "I never imagined that the Yuanmin would use the power of the zombie plague to create such a monster."

“Yuanmin?” Soren scoffed, his tone full of sarcasm. “These things aren’t the work of those good-for-nothings. These two monsters are Chen Yang’s plants.”

Upon hearing this, Edgar turned his head sharply, his eyes filled with undisguised shock.

Chen Yang shrugged: "He's right."

He stared at Chen Yang, then glanced at the stone monkey and Federtic in the distance, and shook his head: "Incredible."

Edgar did not press the matter. He spoke again, his tone becoming calm: "However, I can sense that the plague power within them is incomplete."

"Those powers are merely imprints of the plague, not even reaching one percent of the true power of the plague."

This statement stunned Soren.

His eyes widened, an expression of disbelief on his face: "Are you fucking kidding us? Such terrifying power, and you don't even have one percent of it?"