Knight Lord: Start with Daily Intelligence.

Chapter 458 A Divine General Descends from the Sky, Shining with Brilliant Light

Amidst old Jasper's maniacal laughter, he swung his bone staff violently, unleashing an even greater surge of death magic into the sea of ​​bones. Thousands of skeletal warriors, as if receiving a unified command, simultaneously raised their weapons, aiming at Hilder, Thranville, and the last few dozen wounded warriors hiding in corners and behind coffins! The concentrated killing intent, like tangible ice spikes, pierced their very souls!
These soldiers were doing everything they could to save their lives, usually firing in alternating shifts. They would only come out to fight when Old Jasper was drawn to one direction, so as not to attract Old Jasper's sinister gaze.

Even so, they died in droves under Jasper's power, falling victim to the monsters' attacks. The original hundreds of soldiers have dwindled to just a few dozen.

Despair, like a cold, venomous snake, coiled once more around everyone's heart. Even those with unwavering wills, like Hildor and Thranville, felt a pang of helplessness in the face of the boundless sea of ​​the dead and the legendary necromancer's arrogant declaration. Was this truly... the end?
Just as old Jasper's maniacal laughter reached its climax, and the undead army was about to launch its final assault, Silud gripped her longsword, preparing to issue the order for a desperate charge—

Boom! ! ! !
A deafening roar, more terrifying than any previous explosion and as if the entire mountain was collapsing, suddenly came from the dome of the tomb!
Then came the teeth-grinding, ear-piercing noise of rocks being forcibly torn apart by tremendous force!
Amidst the horrified gazes of everyone, a colossal rock dome structure covered with ancient elven reliefs appeared to have been struck down by a golden giant's hammer at the center of the magnificent dome, which depicted the trajectory of stars and was inlaid with dim crystals!
Spiderweb-like cracks instantly spread across it, and then the entire structure collapsed and shattered inward with a deafening roar!
Countless massive stones, shattered crystals, and ancient relief fragments rained down like a storm! Sunlight! Dazzling, pure sunlight, like a flood bursting its banks, poured down from the enormous breach, tearing apart and dispersing the dense deathly aura that permeated below!
Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, bathed in the blinding golden sunlight at the edge of the breach, a dozen figures radiating immense power hovered above the shattered dome like gods descending from the heavens!

The leader, clad in heavy armor shimmering with dark gold runes, wielded an ancient-looking spear that exuded a chilling power of order—it was none other than Su Li, the Lord of Black Forest! He rode atop the massive green dragon Eliria, whose powerful levitation ability supported him and a dozen knights and spellcasters around him, all radiating the terrifying aura of divine chosen ones!
The sunlight outlined their tall and majestic silhouettes, and their powerful aura swept through the chaotic tomb chamber like an invisible tsunami! They looked down at the arrogant necromancer and his newly formed army of undead below, their gazes like cold blades piercing through the billowing smoke and dust!
That gaze was a cold judgment, an absolute control, a declaration of the end—a haughty look!
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The arrogant smile on old Jasper's face froze instantly, like a frozen statue. For the first time, the will-o'-the-wisp in his eyes revealed disbelief and a hint of...fear! The bone staff in his hand even trembled slightly.

Hilder, Thranville, and all the surviving Blackwood warriors, after a brief moment of stunned silence, erupted in shouts of ecstatic relief and triumph:
"My lord!! The lord has arrived!!"

The jubilant shouts of the surviving warriors echoed through the enormous tomb, instantly dispelling the gloom of despair that had shrouded their hearts! Above the shattered dome, the figure bathed in golden sunlight appeared like a savior descending upon the world!
Su Li's gaze swept across the horrific battlefield below—his loyal subordinates, wounded and reduced to only a few dozen survivors; the once-holy elven coffin, now defiled and cracked with black grime; and the sea of ​​the dead, composed of thousands of remains of once-noble elves, radiating an overwhelming aura of death. Finally, his gaze, like two sharpened swords, fixed firmly on old Jasper, who stood stiffly on the statue's pedestal.

“Jasper.” Su Li’s voice was not loud, but it carried a soul-piercing majesty, clearly suppressing the howls of the dead and the lingering sound of falling stones, echoing in the tomb. “Your madness ends here.”

As his words fell, the scene at the gap in the shattered dome became even more breathtaking!

"Buzz—buzz buzz buzz—!"

A dense, powerful roar of engines echoed like rolling thunder! Dozens of ruggedly designed, metallic-gleaming dwarven helicopters, like agile steel bees, swooped in through the breach! Heavy machine guns and flamethrowers mounted beneath their wings flashed dangerously, and the whirlwind whipped up by their rotors churned the billowing smoke and deathly aura even more chaotically. These were all the helicopters from the Blackforest Territory and the dwarven alliance, all deployed here. Faced with evil, no one in the righteous camp retreated; they stood together in solidarity!

Following closely behind were even more griffin riders, eagle riders, and pegasus riders, their enormous wings flapping! The knights' armor gleamed, their lances forming a forest, reflecting a blinding, cold light in the sunlight. The chosen Sun Knights rode their powerful mounts, golden divine grace swirling around them like miniature, moving suns. The massive body of the green dragon Eliria dominated one side of the breach; her deep roar carried an innate pressure that caused the soulfire in the sea of ​​undead bones below to flicker.

The sky, filled with the roar of dwarven helicopter engines, the shrieks of griffins, and the howls of dragons, was completely dominated by the air power of the Blackwood Territory! Countless flying units filled the airspace near the dome breach, casting shadows like omens of death over old Jasper and his newly formed undead army! The immense oppressive force almost froze the air itself!
"No...impossible! How could you be so fast?!" Old Jasper's shock finally turned into a frantic scream. His withered fingers gripped his bone cane tightly, his knuckles turning white. "Even if you took care of my main force, how could you arrive so quickly? Don't you need to rest?!"

He couldn't comprehend just how abundant the enemy's logistics must be to support these monster cavalrymen's relentless marches day and night. Even a duchy probably didn't have that much high-grade pasture and superior food!
"Summer insects are no match for ice!" Su Li glanced at him indifferently: "Old bones, prepare for your death!"

Faced with Su Li's contemptuous mockery, the fear in his eyes was quickly replaced by a hysterical madness! He suddenly raised his bone staff high, pointing it at the boundless white sea of ​​bones below, his voice sharp and piercing with excitement and anger: "Too late! Su Li! You're too late! Look at what's beneath my feet?! Thousands of high elf skeletal warriors! Each of them was once a powerful being! They are the core of my new legion! Add to that the elite envoys I brought! My strength is now close to ten thousand!"

His gaunt chest heaved violently, trying to dispel his inner unease with the sheer number of his men. His voice was filled with a defiant, bluffing tone: "With so few of you, and a large number of air cavalry, you think you can stop me in close combat? Dream on! Today, right here, I will make all the elite troops of your Black Forest Territory lay the foundation for my undead empire! Slaughter them all!"

With his mad roar, the soul fire in the empty eye sockets of thousands of skeletal warriors blazed brightly, emitting silent howls. A dense white wave surged forth, like a flood bursting its banks, launching a relentless charge towards the breach in the dome and the last hiding place of Hilder and the others! At the same time, the powerful black knights, undead, and dread beasts around him unleashed powerful death energy, preparing to meet the enemy descending from the sky!
Faced with the surging tide of undead and the dying cries of the legendary necromancer, Su Li, suspended in the air, curled up a very calm, even slightly mocking, smile.

He did not order a charge, nor did he command the aerial army to swarm down immediately. He merely turned his head slightly and waved gently to Bradley, who stood beside the green dragon, clad in silver armor and wielding an ancient spear.

“Bradley,” Su Li’s voice was calm and composed, yet contained an undeniable will, “show him what true order is.”

"Yes, my lord!" Bradley's eyes blazed with a burning light, the light of faith and mission! He suddenly raised the ancient-looking spear in his hand—the Spear of Order and Law—high above his head!
"In the name of order! Cleanse the filth! Purify this place!"

Bradley's resounding prayer was like a sacred horn! With his call, the seemingly dim ancient runes on the Spear of Order suddenly burst forth with unparalleled, dazzling golden light! That light was so pure, so sacred, as if it contained all the world's denial of chaos and death!

The next moment, he suddenly hurled the blazing spear through the air, instantly piercing the ground of the tomb.

An indescribable, vast, and majestic wave of order, centered on the spear, spread out instantly like perfectly concentric ripples created by a boulder thrown into a calm lake! This wave disregarded spatial distance and the obstruction of the undead, sweeping across the entire massive elven collective graveyard in an instant!
Results – immediate and noticeable!
“Ahhhh——!!!”

The first to be hit were the low-ranking elven skeletal warriors who had just been awakened and whose soul flames were not yet fully stabilized! Like snow thrown into a furnace, the moment they came into contact with the golden fluctuations of order, their bones shattered and disintegrated inch by inch before they could even scream! The eerie green soul flames in their eye sockets were extinguished like candles in the wind! Waves upon waves of skeletal warriors were wiped away as if by an invisible giant hand, turning into pale bone dust that quickly lost its life-giving luster and filled the air!

The slightly stronger zombies and tomb guardians instantly became incredibly stiff and sluggish, as if bound by invisible shackles! The death magic on their bodies clashed violently with the golden light of order, producing a sizzling burning sound. Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the surface of their bones, and their soul fires flickered violently, as if they would be extinguished at any moment!

Even the powerful black knights and undead around old Jasper were as if they were being branded with scorching hot irons! The death energy surging on their bodies seemed to have met its nemesis, emitting piercing screams as it was forcibly suppressed and purified! The sturdy undead armor emitted blue smoke under the light of order, its movements were noticeably sluggish, and the soul fire in its eye sockets was filled with pain and instinctive fear!

The entire undead army was as if thrown into a purifying furnace! The once imposing and boundless sea of ​​white bones was instantly riddled with holes and ravaged by heavy casualties! The suffocating aura of death that had gathered was forcibly torn apart and largely dissipated! Inside the tomb, only the magnificent and sacred golden light of the Spear of Order and Law flowed, along with the piercing noise of countless undead struggling and vanishing under the power of order!
The madness and toughness on Old Jasper's face froze instantly, as if he had been slapped hard across the face! His withered body shook violently, and the will-o'-the-wisps in his eyes were filled with extreme shock, fear, and disbelief!

"No... Impossible! An artifact of order?! How could you have such a thing?!" Old Jasper's scream was filled with twisted pain and bone-deep fear! The holy golden light not only purified his army of the dead, but also burned his own soul, which had long been fused with the magic of death, like an invisible branding iron!

The moment the spear of order and law pierced the ground, the vast fluctuations of order, like an invisible hammer, slammed into old Jasper's core!
"Ugh—!" His withered body hunched over abruptly, letting out a suppressed groan of pain. The gray deathly aura covering his entire body boiled and evaporated violently like water splashed with boiling oil! The light in his eyes, which had been burning with ghostly flames, dimmed instantly, even flickering unsteadily. The unfathomable aura of the legendary necromancer was now like a punctured balloon, showing obvious signs of weakness and disorder! His hand gripping the bone staff trembled violently, and the black gem at the top of the staff, symbolizing the source of his power, flickered like a candle in the wind.

His once-arrogant undead army suffered heavy losses and teetered on the brink of collapse in the face of this sacred light of order! Thousands of skeletal warriors vanished into thin air, and the remaining zombies, guards, and even powerful black knights and undead were as if stripped of their armor and broken of their bones, struggling painfully under the continued suppression of the power of order, their soul flames flickering, their fighting strength reduced to less than one-tenth! The once despairing sea of ​​the undead was now nothing but a scene of utter devastation and scattered, barely clinging to life!

The price he paid for abandoning his main force to avoid the final battle ultimately backfired on him! The Spear of Order and Law was preserved intact, and its judgment echoed continuously within this sealed tomb, delivering a devastating blow to him and his meticulously crafted undead army!

“Old…Master?” A deep voice, carrying a hint of barely perceptible emotion, sounded beside Old Jasper. It was none other than his strongest undead warrior, the taciturn ancient chieftain, clad in ancient bone armor and wielding a massive runic battle axe—Mhawa.

Mhawa was also suppressed by the Spear of Order and Law; the surging resentment and deadly energy emanating from him were significantly weakened, and his movements were slightly stiff. But unlike the other undead, deep within the soulfire burning beneath his helmet, a completely different light flickered—no longer absolute obedience, but a scorching ambition, like a suppressed volcano!
He saw old Jasper's weakness, and the unstable black gem on the bone staff! A crazy idea began to grow wildly in his "heart," which had been dormant for countless years!

"Shut up!" Old Jasper whirled around, his withered claws grabbing Mhawa's arm guard. His eyes, blazing with ghostly fire, held a mixture of rage and barely perceptible suspicion as he stared intently at the strange light deep within Mhawa's soulfire. "You... what do you want to do?! Don't forget who gave you eternal power! Who freed you from that damned cage!"

Mhava paused for a moment, the soul fire beneath his helmet flickering slightly, before finally lowering his head, his voice returning to its usual somber tone: "...Fighting for you, Master." But the fingers gripping his runestone axe tightened subtly.

"Hmph!" Old Jasper released his grip, forcibly suppressing the excruciating pain in his soul and the unease in his heart. He knew his condition was extremely poor; the purifying power of the Spear of Order was like a leech, continuously eroding his strength. But he also knew that his only way out was to seize the opportunity before the enemy army fully deployed and capture their leader!

"Su Li!!!" Old Jasper suddenly looked up at Su Li, who was suspended in the sunlight above the breach, his eyes bursting with desperate madness and resentment! His withered body erupted with the last and strongest death magic, and the gray-black death aura burned on his body like a tangible flame, forcefully resisting the suppression of order!
"How dare you, a bunch of chosen ants, desecrate the majesty of legends?! Die—!"

He abandoned the idea of ​​continuing to maintain the undead army and poured all his magic, resentment, and unwillingness into the bone staff in his hand!
The dark green gem at the tip of the bone staff erupted with an unprecedented, eerie light, as if it were about to devour all the light around it! A legendary necromancy spell, condensed to its ultimate form and exuding a destructive aura of death—Life's End!
Death Spell - End of Life: Forcibly expels the soul from a single nearby target, instantly killing them and leaving their corpse withered and shriveled. The spell will fail unless their will is strong enough to resist. Because this spell inherently disrupts the cycle of life and death, all mages within a five-mile radius will feel the chaotic interference it causes. The headmasters of the Amethyst Academy are extremely hostile towards those who use such powerful magic without cause.

This strike contained the full power of his legendary realm; even with his condition damaged, it was enough to instantly kill any chosen one! He wanted to kill his enemy with a single blow and reverse the tide of battle!

Just as that devastating gray energy wave was about to erupt—

“Woo-hum-hum!!!”

A deep, powerful dwarven horn, seemingly emanating from the depths of the mountains and carrying the weight of countless ages and the might of thunder, suddenly resounded in the chaotic tomb!

This horn sound was not a sound in the physical sense, but a resonance that directly shook the soul! It pierced through the howls of the dead, overwhelmed the shrill cries of necromancy, and carried an unquestionable majesty belonging to the earth and the god of forging!

Immediately afterwards, in the void not far from Su Li, space rippled and distorted violently like the surface of water! A dwarven rune array made of pure energy and shimmering with psionic light appeared out of thin air!
A tall, imposing dwarf figure, with hair and beard as red as burning lava, stepped out from within!
He was clad in heavy mithril armor engraved with ancient thunder runes, and wielded a massive thunder battle axe crackling with solidified blue electric arcs! His thick red beard danced like flames, and his weathered face was etched with determination and fearlessness. His eyes, burning with a molten lava-like light, instantly locked onto old Jasper, who was casting a forbidden spell!

It was Ankol Redbeard, a legendary dwarf spirit summoned by Su Li's subordinate dwarves using the Thunder Horn!

"Filthy undead! Despicable long-eared creatures! Turn to ashes under my battle axe! Feel the true wrath of thunder!" Ankol Redbeard's roar was like a thunderclap! He existed for only a brief half-minute, but every second contained the terrifying power of a legendary peak!
Facing the [Intermediate Life Stage] that was powerful enough to destroy the Chosen Ones, Ankol Redbeard showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, he unleashed a tremendous fighting spirit! His massive body, carrying a suffocating sense of power, charged down against the destructive torrent of gray undead like a cannonball!
"The wrath of our ancestors! Thunder—Break!"

He raised his Thunder Battle Axe high, and endless blue arcs of electricity instantly gathered on the axe blade, transforming the entire axe into a thunderous divine weapon that could tear through space! The battle axe, carrying the terrifying power to split mountains and shatter all laws, fiercely cleaved towards the wave of souls returning to silence!
Boom—crackle crackle!
The collision of legendary necromancy and legendary lightning power instantly unleashed a deafening roar!
The gray torrent of necromancy and the raging blue lightning clashed and annihilated each other! Blinding light and destructive energy shockwaves swept in all directions, instantly pulverizing several nearby crystal coffins and elven statues! Even space itself seemed to groan in agony!
The stalemate lasted only a moment!
Ankol Redbeard's pure, extreme physical strength and thunderous power, along with the dwarf's unique, fierce will to shatter all illusions, actually cleaved the legendary forbidden spell containing the law of death in two!

The Thunder Axe swept through the gray energy torrent with unstoppable force, its momentum undiminished. With a thunderous roar that seemed to tear at the soul, it slashed fiercely at Old Jasper below, who was suffering a backlash due to the forced interruption of his spellcasting and whose protective death aura was fluctuating violently!

"What?! No—!" For the first time, old Jasper's eyes revealed true fear in the face of death! He hastily mobilized the remaining death energy to condense a shield, but that hasty defense was as flimsy as paper in the face of the legendary dwarf spirit's furious attack!
Bang! Crack!

The Thunder Axe slammed into the dark gray necromantic shield! The shield shattered instantly! The raging power of lightning, like an enraged dragon, poured into old Jasper's withered body!
"Pfft—!" Old Jasper was struck as if by a heavy hammer, his withered body flying away like a kite with a broken string! He spat out a mouthful of black blood mixed with death energy and fragments of souls! His mage robes instantly charred and tore apart, revealing cracked bones beneath, as if they were about to fall apart at any moment! His aura plummeted to rock bottom, and the ghostly fire in his eyes almost went out!
The legendary dwarf spirit Ankol Redbeard severely injured the already weakened legendary necromancer Jasper with a single blow!

And all of this happened in the blink of an eye! The legendary spirit time of half a minute was used up in just a few seconds!
After Ankol Redbeard's figure shattered Old Jasper's, it became even more ethereal, but he didn't care. He raised his massive thunder axe once more, his molten lava gaze sweeping over the remaining undead below, who were gripped by chaos and fear, and unleashed a deafening battle roar:
"Dwarven sons! Follow me—crush these bone fragments!!!" His roar was like a signal, and the Blackforest army, which had been poised to attack, swooped down like a golden torrent!

(End of this chapter)