Chapter 133: Blight Monster and Death Knight
Medoraash looked at the unknown beings that were coming from all directions and gradually surrounding them.

He recognized these monsters; he had seen them in a necromancer's journal.

"Withering monster, it's a withering monster!"

"They are a plague that spreads the dark infection. They draw the dark nutrients from the soil and spread these ancient evil intentions everywhere."

“In a forest infested by the Blight, trees and plants will grow at supernatural speeds. Vines and various undergrowth will quickly cover buildings and roads. Entire villages can be destroyed in a few days after the Blight kills or drives away all residents.”

Medoras swung his sword and cut off a thorn that came from the darkness, cursing loudly:
"Damn it, it is said that the original withered monster was watered by vampire blood. That old vampire was prepared for it!"

Alger gripped the Everburning Greatsword tightly and stabbed it directly into the twisted limb of a withered vine monster.

A raging fire burned on the sword blade, instantly igniting the withered vine monster, causing it to waile and turn into ashes.

Alger warned loudly: "They can be easily ignited!"

When these monsters hiding in the darkness and the dense forest revealed their true forms, the players also began to show off their skills.

Mantou stared at the vine monster from before, and information was refreshed on the panel.

【Withered Vine Monster】

Challenge Rating: 1 (200 XP)

Mantou let out a long sigh of relief, and then became angry.

"I thought it was some kind of dirty thing, but it turned out to be just a small monster. How dare you scare Grandpa Mantou? Die!"

He rushed forward with sword in hand.

The twisted monster shook the vines and uttered a voice full of fear: "It has entangled me, don't leave me."

"help me"

The wither is the only wither that can speak, taunting its victims by speaking in the broken syllables of its deceased master's voice.

However, when Mantou saw the monster's health bar, he was not afraid. Instead, he felt resentful of being fooled, and his rage in his heart increased.

"Still want to scare me?"

"Die to me!"

The sword chopped directly into the fragile vine.

As the [Burning Ring] in Mantou's hand flickered, the power of the scorching flame spread along the blade to the withered vine monster, igniting its dry, withered and twisted body.

Mantou drew out his sword and laughed:
“This isn’t one-on-one.”

Singo shot out flaming arrows and mercilessly reminded: "Who was so frightened that his legs went weak just now?"

Xia Ye Qiu Yu's golden pupils were also filled with anger, and she opened her mouth slightly.

【Aganassa Fire Breathing Technique】

"boom!"

The raging flames spread in a linear pattern, directly burning more than a dozen withered monsters on the path into charcoal.

However, this is not the player with the largest killing range.

The president of the Eternal Glory Guild, the player of the Light Priest profession "Chen Guang Xi Wu" rushed directly into the depths of the dark forest, raising the hammer in his hand high.

【Guided Divine Power: Dawn’s Light】

With the priest as the center, endless light descended.

The darkness around was completely dispelled.

Hundreds of withered monsters that rushed towards him were purified by the baptism of light and turned into fine ash residues before they could even wail.

Iron Frenzy deliberately held a cigar in his mouth and threw out rune incendiary bombs. "Art is explosion!"

With a deafening explosion and the spreading flames, all the withered monsters blocking his way were reduced to ashes.

The withered monsters hiding in the darkness may be able to take the lives of civilians who stray into the city, or the lives of lone adventurers, but they are helpless against players with strange abilities, especially those who love burning and explosions.

After all, the evil forces from ancient times never told them how to fight the Fourth Disaster.

The players fought their way through the forest of death and soon arrived at Rackman Castle.

The dusk garden behind them was now filled with thick smoke and flames, with withered monsters that had been burned to ashes everywhere.

The sky seemed to be covered with a thin layer of blood.

The Rackman Castle was in a dilapidated and dilapidated state, as if it had been ravaged by endless years. The castle was built of black stone, and the walls were covered with cracks and mosses, and there were mottled bloodstains on them.

The tips of these spires are shrouded in a dark, cloudy sky, giving off a gloomy atmosphere. The windows are protected by iron bars and sharp spikes, giving people a feeling of imprisonment and menace.

The shadow emanating from the castle shrouded the surrounding land in darkness, giving people a sense of fear and oppression.

Medrash looked up at the castle and said jokingly to Alger beside him, "Did you live in a hellish place like this?"

"No wonder you're so twisted and perverted."

Alger shook his head slightly: "No, it wasn't like this when I left."

He looked at the heavy gate of the castle with a serious expression: "Perhaps that vampire duke did something to make this place look like this."

A shrill scream came from the air.

Alger immediately became alert and shouted loudly: "Attention!"

"Everyone, this must not be the wind!"

His years of combat experience told him that the upcoming enemy was by no means simple.

Everyone looked around quickly but found no enemy.

"The enemy is in the sky!"

"Damn it!"

In the gloomy sky, a huge bone eagle is spreading its wings and flying.

It has no wings, only yellow, forked wing bones, with ghostly green flames trailing behind them.

It was the wind blowing through the gaps between the joints that made this piercing whistling sound, like the wail of a ghost.

And on the back of the bone eagle was a skeleton knight wearing terrifying plate armor. Under the helmet, one could see a vicious light burning in the eye sockets of the knight's skull, filled with endless hatred for the living - it was a death knight!
"Intruder!"

"I'm going to -- kill you!"

The knight in the air made a hoarse sound and dived rapidly towards the ground.

Alger stared at the Bone Eagle Knight and muttered to himself, "Old Ward."

The so-called "Old Ward" was Alger's instructor when he was still in the Northern Wind Eagle Guard. He was the one who taught him all his skills.

This Ward Chris once fought for the Principality of Rackman and made great achievements on the back of an eagle. But in the end, he only asked to train the next generation of Eagle Guards as an instructor.

But now, this loyal old Ward has replaced Alger's original fate and has been transformed into a Death Knight by the Duke. He rides a bone eagle and wanders around Rackman Castle forever, unconsciously guarding the Duke he is loyal to.

"I will let you rest in peace"

"Boring old fellow."

Alger couldn't help but tighten his grip on the sword in his hand and swore secretly in his heart.

(End of this chapter)