Knight Lord: Start with Daily Intelligence.

Chapter 370 The Death Choir and the Great Victory Over the Undead Legion
Besides the legendary necromancer Jasper and their champion corpse demon, Mhawa, the most important member of the Night Wanderers is their corpse demon messenger!

Before the wandering zombies reach a settlement, a figure dressed in tattered, colorful clothes will appear. They dance along the road, their movements like those of a puppet with its strings cut. Ancient bells jingle, each movement accompanied by a rhythmic crackling. This figure sometimes attracts a swarm of eager children who follow them, searching for the place where the performance begins. Sooner or later, they will reach the town center and reveal their true nature there.

This figure is their messenger; it pushes back the wide brim of its hat, revealing a skeletal grin. Its eyes, gleaming in the light of Morserib, peer out from a face stripped of flesh. Then they bow, extend their hands, and issue their ultimatum: "Hand over your dead."

These corpse demons have earned the title of messengers. The Nightwalkers never lag far behind them; sometimes, they can be seen dancing right in front of them. Their strange, twitching movements set them apart from their more unsteady companions. Aside from conveying messages, they never speak, nor do they ever stop dancing or beckoning passersby to join them. There are many stories about those who accepted the invitation, and even more about those who refused.

The messengers don't always dance alone. Sometimes they appear in the town's cemetery, where the dead rise and join them. They lead these corpses in a bizarre Maurice dance around the town. It is said that this scene can cause a settlement to be deserted overnight, leaving each household with its dead for the nocturnal zombies to plunder.

Their tactics are simple: depending on the size of the Nightwalkers, the messengers will enter the settlement before the main force. If a messenger is killed, Jasper will maneuver the Nightwalkers to a safer target. His goal is to collect as many messengers as possible. He has no interest in areas where the outcome is unfavorable.

When at their full strength, the Nightwalkers fight by sheer numbers. The main force of the lesser undead will advance, clearing the way for Jasper.

He always prioritizes heading to cemeteries. He lets zombies and skeletons create chaos within the settlements while he directs his corpse wagons to any available cemeteries or public cemeteries. Settlements that surrender to the Nightwalker are generally left undisturbed. The Nightwalker will traverse the settlements, carrying away the dead while ignoring the living who remain indoors.

When conflict becomes unavoidable, the Nightwalkers will whittle down their enemies with waves of lesser undead. The vitality of zombies and skeletons will increase as the corpse wagon approaches. Unusually for a necromancer, Jasper tends to avoid sending his minions to their deaths whenever possible, instead deploying lower-value undead creatures and mass grave corpses to the front lines when a significant threat arises.

So when a large number of undead monsters appeared behind Su Li, he pondered for a moment and then determined that the dark forces here were the Night Wanderers! Because as the messenger and the corpse transport vehicle passed by, a large number of undead monsters would always follow behind them.

Su Li didn't stop fighting, but continued forward because he confirmed through the trailing undead that he was on the right track.

When the terrifying chorus appeared, he became even more certain of it.

The one performing this terrifying chorus is the Death Choir, a special unit of the Night Wanderers.

Knight Mor in the group immediately recognized this notorious villain who was his mortal enemy!

"Damn the Death Choir! I will wipe them out this time! They are our nemesis, my lord. Do not let these scourges of skeletons escape!"

"Another one of your arch-enemies?" Su Li clicked his tongue. "You Mor Knights have so many arch-enemies. What's the story with them?"

This knight, Ottos Szcze, was no better off than Durmst in his neurotic state; he was the elite knight who had engaged in a sacred debate with the Dawn Sisters of the territory.

He immediately began to explain through gritted teeth: "Most of the undead summoned from the mass grave cannot last long. Usually, they are just an accidental product of the necromancer's summoning spells, destined to collapse on their own within a few hours. But the Death Choir is an exception."

"Wherever the Night Wanderers go, these yellowed, cracked skulls follow them, lifted high by a tide of swaying bones, serpentine spines, and spider-like ribs. The skulls keep their crackling song, chanting a lament for Mor in eternal mockery."

"Initially, Jasper summoned the Choir of Death in an ossuary outside West Highlands. This small chapel, belonging to the god of the dead, had been the resting place of his followers for generations. Their bones adorned the walls, and their skulls watched over the worshippers of Moore."

"But many years passed, and the chapel was abandoned and reclaimed by the Reckwald Forest. The protection of Moor gradually faded, and slowly, the chapel became nothing more than a local legend. Scholars from West murmured about its architecture, while children vied to spend the night there. Until these skulls heard the bells of Jasper."

"Jasper seems quite pleased to keep the choir well past its due point of collapse. Its skull will appear on the walls of the towns he intends to plunder, singing to the defenders to wear down their will to fight. Jasper sometimes also decorates his wagons with them to provide himself with further protection if needed."

"The priests and Templars of Mor considered the existence of this creature a particular insult to the Order. Many members of the Blackguard had sworn to end the choir's singing, or rather die trying. So far, no one had succeeded. There was always a part of the choir that escaped death, reformed, grew again, and then sought revenge. Among the many skulls of the choir, more than a few that are now singing belong to those who tried to hunt down this undead."

"Hehehe!" A chilling laugh came from behind the pit: "Moor's raven, you know a lot. Looks like a delicious prey. I'll twist off your skull and present it to my great master as the most beautiful ornament."

Su Li and the knights behind him looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a skull face standing in the middle of a large number of undead wearing a wide black cloak, with all the flesh and blood stripped off under the exaggerated brim of the hat!

With its distinctive attire and appearance, there is no doubt that it is the commander of this undead army, the messenger of the Night Wanderer!
As soon as its cackling laughter ended, it looked excitedly and eagerly at the knights of the Black Forest Territory: "I really need to think of a good way to thank you! At the most difficult time of the battle, you helped me block the chosen reinforcements sent down by the Spider God. You gave me the opportunity to turn this place into a mass grave!"

"How can I thank you then? Oh, my darlings, how about I skin you all and make your skins into banners and cloaks to carry with me at all times? I will cherish you dearly! Including your skulls and remains, I will surely turn you into my most venomous and ruthless henchmen!"

"That giant spider is Spider God's reinforcements?!" Su Li suddenly understood. No wonder the giant spider appeared so abruptly! It appeared just as he arrived.

It was just bad luck for both of us; we encountered it halfway through before we even reached our target!

The result was that I ended up taking a bullet for that damned night-wandering zombie messenger.

At that moment, intense gunfire erupted behind Su Li. The dwarves cursed excitedly, "Damn it! The monsters are multiplying and getting stronger! Lord, our rear is surrounded!"

The Nightwalkers employ this strategy: once they stop, the closer their secondary followers get, the greater the amplification from the black magic they receive!

When the bullets hit them, they weren't just hitting the skeletons' ashes and bones; more importantly, they were hitting the enhanced energy of the black magic. The bullets were deflected by the impenetrable defenses.

The days of a dwarf musket easily blasting a clumsy monster's skull apart with a single shot, as before, are over.

As they approached the corpse transport vehicle carrying the messengers and night-wandering corpses, these monsters not only became more defensive, but also moved more swiftly and attacked with greater ferocity!
At this moment, the messenger also laughed excitedly, its skeletal mouth opening and closing exaggeratedly: "Master will definitely reward me for this achievement! Not only did I find a mass grave, but I also killed so many high-ranking human knights and dwarves. Let me see, there are even Chosen Knights! Wahahahaha, this means that there will be another powerful Black Knight among the Nightwalkers!"

Su Li waved to Dogelin, signaling him to take charge of the battle and hold off the monsters chasing from the cave. Then, he calmly said to the messenger of the Night Wanderer, "You think you have victory in your grasp?"

"Of course!" Beneath the bald skull of the messenger, the soul fire flickered violently: "Stop bluffing. You are already surrounded by our Nightwalker Corpses. At least hundreds or thousands of them are blocking your way. There is no way you, less than a hundred people, can escape."

"But here, the mass graves hold countless sacrifices. As long as I keep summoning them, the undead army can overwhelm you all!"

"Hehehe! I will take all your remains, along with the corpses of these giant spiders, back to offer as sacrifices to my master!"

Its terrifying roar echoed above the hellish pit, and with it, a large number of undead monsters crawled out of the pit. First came a large number of skeleton warriors, then skeleton spearmen, zombies and grave guards, but soon appeared the enormous monster, the Fear Beast!
The enormous monster and the massive undead army caused all the knights to take a half step back, staring in awe at what lay ahead.

The Grave Guardians are equivalent to elite human knights. In the realm of the dead, and on the walls of vampire-infested castles, warriors clad in rusted armor patrol tirelessly. These terrifying guards are the Grave Guardians, undead who have risen from ancient tombs, loyal to their vampire and necromancer masters. Although their bodies have decayed, leaving only bones and rotting flesh, the evil magic cast upon them is so powerful that it has lingered for centuries, ensuring the Grave Guardians have not truly perished.

Clad in ancient, crude alloy armor, weathered and dulled by time, these fearsome, silent guardians stand watch on the crumbling walls and behind the iron gates, never resting, awaiting their moment to protect their master of darkness in the eternal river of time. When a vampire or necromancer leads his army, his grave guards stand before the undead. They form a powerful warrior race, their enchanted weapons relentlessly and tirelessly striking down their enemies, leaving even the strongest foes with no chance of survival.

A graveyard guardian with hundreds, even thousands, of years of combat experience is a tremendous threat even to elite knights. If it weren't for the gods' ability to directly imbue knights with combat skills through divine magic, confronting such monsters would be an immense challenge for humanity. And the Fear Beasts are even more colossal; perhaps their other name better reflects their immense and oppressive presence—the Fear Dragon Bat!

This is a gigantic, bloodthirsty bat-like monster, typically used as a war beast by the Withering Tomb Master or as a mount by the Ghoul King in the Carnivorous Court. Their wings are extremely rough, with exposed bones, and their demonic heads are filled with protruding teeth and long, thin tongues. They are descendants of ancient bats who once survived by preying on giant animals and draining their blood. However, with the spread of civilization, these giant creatures were either hunted to extinction or starved to death due to food scarcity. The Dreadnoughts were forced to live in tombs and caves, becoming increasingly hungry and greedy. Their corpses were resurrected by early necromancers and used as war beasts; the terrible necromancy fueled their ravenous hunger.

Their souls are inextricably linked to the will of their masters, unknowingly drawing upon the power of death magic to breathe new life into these creatures. They tear their enemies apart with their skeletal claws and fanged jaws, but they are most famous for their death shrieks, which can render their prey unconscious for them to devour. The intensity of these sonic waves is terrifying enough to cause hearts to explode; warriors who hear them experience cardiac arrest and their blood to cease flowing. When a dreadbeast is killed, it explodes into a swarm of bats that feed on nearby living creatures. The eggs of these bats can be nourished by the blood and magic of the Ghoul King, nurturing new dreadbeasts.

Without a doubt, these enormous monsters are the main reason why the messenger came here. It summoned these behemoths through dark magic and special means!
After the terrified beast crawled out of the hellish pit with its two enormous claws, it roared and groveled at the messenger's feet.

If this messenger were to ride the Fear Beast, the undead's combat power would likely increase even further! It would be able to use dark magic with impunity in the sky, striking at human knights and strengthening undead monsters.

So Su Li exclaimed in surprise, "It really found a good spot. It can summon quite a few high-level undead from this deep pit."

"Hehehe! Die!" At the messenger's command, the monsters around him surged toward the human knight like a tidal wave.

Beneath this dark tide, the knight gleaming with golden light is like a flickering candle in the night, which may be extinguished at any moment.

The knights roared and charged towards the monster!
This time, Su Li also witnessed the combat power of the undead elite. The powerful grave guards and the golden knights roared and fought each other, and their combat power was in no way inferior.

Even more terrifying was the messenger, which extended its hideous skeletal claws, gathering a dense purple wind in its palm. Then, it suddenly clenched its fist, transforming the flowing purple wind, which resembled smoke, into a purple halo.

"Necromantic spell: Death Knight Avatar!"

An invisible aura of evil surrounded the necromancer's allies, granting them near-death knight-like combat prowess; only the bravest enemies could face them.

This is a core skill that almost all necromancers must learn!
Even the weakest death mage apprentice, after learning the Necromancy and Resurrection spells, must immediately master these spells.

Because once this spell is available, for a short period of time, the skeletons and zombies summoned by the necromancer can almost possess the combat power of a death knight.

Imagine a group of mercenaries who have finally found the hidden necromancer apprentice and are grinning as they try to drag the little guy out from among a group of skeletons and zombies.

As a result, the weak skeletons that they could easily cut down before suddenly had death winds gathering around them, and their combat power soared, giving them the combat power of death knights.

Even if this time is only 15 seconds or less, dozens of death knights can instantly cut down several mercenaries surrounded by them!
So the messenger cackled, "Die, die, all of you die! Let your wails play the most magnificent melody of the night... Ah!!"

A shrill scream interrupted its excited laughter. The messenger, who had been excited and proud just moments before, looked down at the golden sword protruding from its chest, its voice filled with disbelief, anger, and resentment!

It couldn't believe it; it seemed to have victory firmly in its grasp, to have completely controlled the situation! The largest monster was driven into the center of the mass grave, left only to fight a desperate battle. The most powerful human knight was surrounded by countless undead; it was only a matter of time before they were torn apart.

If we win this battle, we will be able to summon a huge and elite undead army!

Its fighting power might even be comparable to old Jasper's, and it might not be impossible for it to turn on its master.

As a result, all of this almost vanished into thin air with this one incident!
As it stared blankly at the gleaming golden sword before it could react, the sword's owner suddenly turned the hilt, and the sword completely shredded the messenger's already ashen body. Then, the sharp blade sliced ​​through its chest, shattering its spine and ribs into numerous broken pieces.

Even worse, the messenger's complete lack of reaction allowed the opponent to trigger a perfect combo and a heavy attack!

The Chosen Knight's charge and combo attack dealt it a severe blow in an instant.

Then, the divine spell it loathed most appeared! 【Mor's Divine Spell: Undead Slayer】! Mor's chosen knights can summon Mor's power to strike all undead creatures. A burst of black flame erupts from the knight's body, forming a perfect circle that affects undead enemies within a vast area. All potential targets with undead characteristics suffer massive damage, and this time, all self-defense effects such as resilience, armor, and magic resistance are ignored.

More importantly, under normal circumstances, any undead creature destroyed by this divine spell cannot be resurrected through witchcraft.

Su Li looked at the messenger engulfed in black flames and the terrifying beast roaring madly beneath it, and clicked his tongue in admiration: "Villains all die from talking too much!"

Meanwhile, Hilde and Durmst, who were beside the messenger, continued to attack decisively, giving the undead messenger no chance to resist!

Without a doubt, this was a tactical advantage and a victory for Su Li!

This night-wandering corpse messenger dispatched a large number of monsters to attack Su Li's direction, inevitably leaving his own surroundings vulnerable.

How could there only be one passage leading to this deep pit with its interconnected caves?

This is what they call "one wrong move and the whole game is lost"!

Of course, this also reflects the overwhelming strength of the Black Forest Territory. The three Chosen Knights were already posing a threat and challenge to Old Jasper, so dealing with a single messenger was naturally a piece of cake.

The best way to deal with the undead is always decapitation. As long as the master of the dark magic is killed, the ashes and monsters bound by the dark magic will soon vanish.

Although they didn't immediately disintegrate and remained for several hours, once the Black Forest army had assembled, resisting a group of skeletons wouldn't have been a major problem.

What happened next was an eye-opener for Su Li. As time went by, the monsters bound by dark magic gradually lost their strength, and many of them simply drifted away with the wind during the intense battle.

Moreover, this wasn't just happening to one or two companies, but rather to the entire size of two or three squadrons. As long as the human knights stood at the front line, these monsters would gradually wipe out the entire squadron as they fought. With the collapse of the magical restraints, they turned into countless ashes, which were scattered in the wind of magic.

This further confirms the difference between the undead of this world and those of other worlds; they are truly monsters formed by the constraints of dark magic. When the magical winds sustaining their existence are completely exhausted, even the monsters in the entire squadron that haven't even entered the battle and are in perfect condition will simply vanish into thin air.

After Durmst and Hilde joined forces to kill the messenger, the human knights fought the undead legion for less than six hours before thousands of monsters disappeared in a shocking manner, and the once noisy battlefield became quiet in an instant.

(End of this chapter)