Knights descend upon Douluo Continent; death awaits if they do not fight.

It turned around, facing the dark purple lights, and let out a deafening roar.

The roar echoed through the forest, and the horned demons in the distance stirred slightly, but did not retreat.

They are waiting.

Wait until the moon sets.

Waiting for the darkest moment before dawn.

then.

They will come.

【Knights World: Throne of Corpses】

Huang Fei looked down at everything below.

Watching Qian Daoliu's angelic power sweep away the horned demon, watching Qian Renxue's six-winged angel shine in the sunlight, watching the Spirit Hall's soul masters burn the monster's corpse with the flames of light.

He saw it.

I saw the hope rekindled on the faces of those people.

"Afraid of light," he said softly. "Low-level horned demons are afraid of light."

A very faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

They thought they had found a way to break the deadlock.

They believed that as long as they used the power of light, they could drive those monsters out of this world.

they do not know.

Horned demons are the lowest level of creatures.

Horned demons are afraid of light.

But what about those things above the Horned Demon?

What about those undead knights?

What about those monsters who survived Huang Fei's clutches to the end?

Are they also afraid of light?

He looked down at his hands.

These hands have killed 10,863 monsters.

Horned demons are just the lowest level among them.

He had killed a horned demon that was not afraid of light.

I have killed undead knights who could fight even under the sun.

He has killed ancient behemoths that even the power of light could not harm.

And those things.

He still wanders in his world.

It has not yet arrived.

He looked down at the cheering crowd, those who thought victory was in sight, those whose hopes had been rekindled.

hope.

He once had hope.

When he was a newcomer, when he killed the horned demon for the first time, when he gained a new ability for the first time.

Then, he encountered a horned demon that was not afraid of light.

They encountered a ghost knight.

He encountered things that made him despair.

Hope was dashed.

Once, twice, three times, countless times.

In the end, he lost all hope.

He has no choice but to kill.

Kill them all.

Kill until there's nothing left to kill.

Fight until you are the last one left alive.

He looked away and closed his eyes.

A roar echoed from the depths of the Star Dou Great Forest.

That was the roar of the Titan Ape.

It is guarding.

They are guarding a human who was transformed from a 100,000-year-old soul beast named Xiao Wu.

It is waiting for dawn.

It thought things would be alright once it got light.

It doesn't know—

After daybreak and the sun rises, the horned demon will retreat.

But what about tomorrow?

What about the day after tomorrow?

Those monsters that are not afraid of light will eventually descend.

And at that time—

Even the sunshine couldn't save them.

"Sleep," he whispered, as if speaking to the giant ape, or perhaps to himself.

"When dawn breaks, you will survive today."

"What about tomorrow—"

"We'll talk about it tomorrow."

......

The fifth day after the Horned Demon descended.

The sky over Douluo Continent has finally cleared up.

The gloom that had lingered for several days was dispelled by the sunshine, and golden light once again bathed the earth.

The monsters that roamed in the darkness vanished like melting snow in the sunlight.

The angelic power of the Spirit Hall swept across the northern frontier, and Qian Renxue's six-winged phantom burned in the sky, incinerating the last remaining horned demon in the fallen territory into ashes.

The Star Luo Empire's Fire Dragon Cavalry used flames to clear a path, driving the monsters from the southern border into a pre-arranged trap of light.

Poseidon, covered in blood, slew the last horned demon that crawled out of the deep sea in the tide, then knelt on the beach and could not stand up again.

In the core area of ​​the Star Dou Great Forest, the roar of the Titan Giant Ape Erming shook the dew off the trees, and the poisonous mist of the Azure Bull Python Daming corroded the last batch of Horned Demons into pus.

Sunlight filters through the tree canopy and falls on the Lake of Life, making its surface shimmer.

ended.

At least, this batch is over.

Bibi Dong stood on the high platform of the Papal Palace, looking at the distant horizon.

The area was once shrouded in black smoke, but now only a clear blue sky and white clouds remain.

There was no joy on her face, only an indescribable weariness.

"Your Holiness the Pope."

Ghost Leopard Douluo's voice came from behind: "All seven landing sites have been recaptured. Horned Demons have been confirmed to be eliminated. Losses in various locations are being tallied, with the estimated death toll exceeding 30,000, including a large number of civilians and low-level Soul Masters."

Bibi Dong remained silent for a long time: "What about those who were infected and turned into horned demons?"

"They were all... wiped out."

Bibi Dong closed her eyes.

The deaths of 30,000 people and the extermination of thousands of horned demons were only the first wave.

The arrival of the seven-headed horned demon brought such a price to the Douluo Continent.

What if the next wave of monsters to descend is a mid-level monster?

What if it's that rock-armored demon that descends?

What if it's an undead knight that descends?

What if the person sitting on the throne descends in person?

"When will the second batch of selected candidates be confirmed?" she asked.

Tomorrow. Noon.

Bibi Dong opened her eyes and looked at the sky.

There was nothing there, but she knew that world was there.

That throne of corpses, that young man, that god of death named Huang Fei.

He was watching them.

Watching them celebrate a small victory, watching them think they've found a way to break the deadlock, watching them unaware that something even more terrifying is yet to come.

"Pass down the order."

Her voice was eerily calm: "Before noon tomorrow, all combatants at the Title Douluo level and above must gather at the Spirit Hall. Regardless of who the second batch of chosen ones are, we must analyze their battles immediately, summarize the patterns, and find more weaknesses in that world."

"Yes."

[Day 2, Noon]

That cold voice rang out precisely in the minds of all living beings.

"The second batch of selected candidates has been confirmed."

"Seven people."

"Survive for seven days, then you can return."

"You may choose to challenge the Throne Lord at any time."

"Live broadcast throughout, witnessed by all."

"Game - Begin."

Seven black beams of light descended from the sky.

The first strike landed on the Spirit Hall.

The chosen one—Ghost Leopard Douluo, a level 92 Title Douluo, whose martial soul is the Ghost Leopard.

His face turned deathly pale the moment the light fell, but he didn't tremble. He just silently looked at the knight card box in his hand, then raised his head and looked at Bibi Dong.

"Your Holiness, I—"

"Go." Bibi Dong's voice was unwavering. "Come back alive."

The second path landed at the Royal Academy of the Heavenly Dou Empire.

The chosen one—Qin Ming, a level 66 Soul Emperor, whose Martial Soul is the Blazing Wolf.

A former student of Shrek Academy and a teacher at the Royal Academy of the Heaven Dou Empire.

He looked down at the card box in his hand, remained silent for a moment, and then smiled.

"Fine. Let me see just how terrifying that world really is."

The third wave landed at the border military camp of the Star Luo Empire.

The chosen one—Su Tie, a level 59 Soul King, whose martial soul is the Iron Wire Serpent.

A taciturn old soldier guarded the border for twenty years and never returned home.

He took the card box expressionlessly and said only one word: "Okay."

.....