The Ruined Death Knight

When the magic caster went out and install the two teleportation portals, they were forced to split their force in order to deal with the appearance of the enemy reinforcement.

Upon Wilhelm´s command, 120 knights went towards the one portal with the druid Borg, while the remaining went to help the dark knight Abdiel and the rogue Kenn.

In the second group were only 64 knights with some who received light burns from the previous bombard of the masked magic casters in the sky.

Though they were essentially almost half the many as the other group, the second 3rd-tier combated was supposed to balance off their number as a single 3rd-tier counted for dozens of 2nd-tier knights like them.

But the reality in front of them was cruel.

The dark knight left them in dust and penetrated the lines of the mutants while the rogue Kenn used them like meatshield to deliver the finishing blow on the mutants they were currently facing.

Though they were outnumbering them, they soon realized the overwhelming strength of those arcanic mutants.

Some of them had hands harder than any steel they had ever seen while their claws were sharper than their very own swords. Their body held an incredible amount of vitality that even the usual lethal attacks were nothing to them.

Lastly, their behavior to kill them no matter the cost scared the knights,

They were only of the 2nd-tier!

They couldn´t face dozen of 3rd-tier monstrosities!

Although they were able to manage to reduce their numbers to a total of 12, to achieve such a feat they even lost a total of 40 men.

Most of the reason why they killed so many was from the rogue Kenn\'s strength of a 3rd-tier and not their own. Resulting in them continuously retreating back.

Even if doing so essential meant abandoning the idea of supporting the dark knight and letting the enemy continuously summon more reinforcements.

Some of the knights were aware of that and yet they still decided to retreat so that they don´t end up like the others who died by the sharp claws of the arcanic mutants.

Doing that though was nothing more than delaying their inevitable deaths.

Knights were still falling victim to those mutants and they could only do their best to prevent that from happening.

And in that moment of their desperation, several footsteps were to be felt going through the ground. The next thing they knew, the mutants were cut down by those who they thought had reached the end of their lives.

"For our liege!"

Wearing the armor of the Ioratal Dynasty and wielding the same swords as them, the people they considered friends and saw them fall at the hands of those mutants came flanking their killers from behind while yelling "For our liege!"

"H-How?" One of the knights muttered with shaking libs as he this scene.

The mutants reacted according to their instinct and lashed out at the new enemy with a fearless attitude.

But unlike the knights who sought to live. The ones who they were facing now were knights neither tired nor hungered.

And by the command of their liege, they would also never fear!

They were the undead.

Overwhelmed by their number, the mutants were fatally wounded and dying like flies.

And the one who was leading them killed most of the mutants with a swift swing of his cursed longsword.

Falling down without any sign of movement, the liege of the dead, the dark knight Abdiel raised his blade high and spread his ominous mana inside the corpses of the mutants.

Upon the horrified gaze of the knights, they could only stand there and watch how the monstrosities they were desperately fighting against risen once more with their eyes glowing in a dark green light.

The dark knight in question turned his head and stared at the knights.

Though they couldn´t see his expression, the knights felt that he looked at them with pure disdain.

Turning next his head towards the rogue who looked at him with indifference, the dark knight spoke with a cold voice.

"You seem to be the only one at the passable level, even if only barely at that."

The rogue Kenn didn´t react the slightest, but the knights in comparison felt a surge of anger as he essentially declared every one of them useless.

"Hmpf, just seeing you all disgusting faces I can guess what you are thinking. It doesn´t matter if you follow me or not." That were his last words before leaving the knights there and charging with his undead soldiers to help the other group.

The only one who kept up with the undead was the rogue Kenn, who was delivering slowing down so that he can be at the very back of the undead charge.

Only then did it hit the knights that their fallen comrades became undead who followed the dark knight\'s command..l

Which resulted in amplifying their hate and fear towards Abdiel, the one who enslaved them by forbidden magic.

Abdiel, or rather Danzel didn´t care about their thoughts at all.

Upon his command, the draugr under his command charged through the side, giving the knights who were facing the mutants in a desperate battle a nice yet horrifying surprise.

The draugr fought like taking one mutant down with them even if it meant their own destruction.

Compared to the group that Danzel was in, this group had failed to interrupt the magic caster\'s teleportation portal and allowed them to summon more reinforcements. Making the number of mutants the same as the current knights.

The druid Borg support magic showed its strength in the fight the most.

The roots that risen from the ground were able to take the mutants by surprise as their only focus was to kill the knights, while the minor wounds of the knights were healed by the second by his magic. Another spell he cast was of improving the nearby knight\'s stamina with one of his spells.

And once he jumped into the fray, his hands were covered in fur while his fingers became sharp claws, becoming his natural weapons. In all of that, his chest was covered with a green light that resembled some sort of insect armor, increasing both his defense and offensive capabilities by a ton.

But even then the number of wounds that he gained were numerous and he couldn´t really deal a killing blow in one go against those mutants.

The other big player in that group was Skull Claw the Death Hound. He held the most kills out of all of the knights combined.

But because of that, he was also the target of all the magic casters that appeared.

Though Wilhelm was giving his all to kill the masked magic caster, it seemed like he wasn´t specialized in spells that target individual targets.

Making things much harder for Skull Claw.

In fact, when Danzel looked over Skull Claw, he was stunned at his half-broken skulls and he became much smaller than before.

Rushing forward towards his only sole 3rd-tier undead, Danzel cut down the mutants in his path. Once he was close enough to him, Danzel cast [Restore Undying Body] on Skull Claw.

"Repair this wronger vessel."

Once the dead mana of the spell came in contact with Skull Claw, several bones started to regrow and cracks were disappearing by the second.

It wasn´t enough to repair all the damage that she received, but it was enough for Skull Claw to sweep her claw and send several mutants flying.

"Kwaaagooh!" She howled in joy upon her liege once more.

Though they were busy dealing with the nearby arcanic mutants, Danzel couldn´t help but notice the dark mist that surrounded Skull Claw\'s body.

`This is...it doesn´t look like [Dark Mist Robe] considering the amount of mist, meaning that it should be the other skill, [Dark Mist].´

Faintly remembering the skills description, Danzel came up with an idea.

`Skull Claw, can you expand your dark mist?´

Hearing her lieges question, Skull Claw who had just bitten a mutant nodded her head while failing the mutant that was barely able to move his legs...

Seeing the confirmation of Skull Claw, Danzel sends his command telepathically. before jumping on top of her back.

Once he was seated in Skull Claw back, he suddenly felt his remaining senses improving together with his bloodlust. But the latter seemed to only improve his previous killing intent instead of affecting his mind.

"I should even read through her whole description..." Danzel mumbled before starting his spell.

`Well, right after I finish with all this crap I will have enough time.´ Danzel thought before sending the signal for Skull Claw to begin the plan.

In the next moment, Skull Claw suddenly howled at the sky, and the dark mist that surrounded her body the entire time expanded and exploded into the surroundings, covering the area of 30 meters in an instant.

Shrouded by the sudden mist made the knights were confused, making many of them die from the mutants they were facing. The undead in comparison fought just like before against the mutants who fought whoever was in front of the (except other mutants).

With chaos spreading among the knights, the druid Borg fell to the ground shaking for a split second.

The magic casters who saw the dark mist didn´t know what to do. They couldn´t just shoot their spells with the risk of killing the mutants.

So they just waited above the teleportation Portal, waiting for the mist to disappear.

But it was at this moment when the dark mist seemed only to stay in place to move towards their exact location at incredible speed.

And before they could react, the dark mist that came out revealed to but the Death Hound opening his mouth wide open with his rider whose long sword glowed in a dark green light.

Feeling the killing intent and the pressure that those two let out, the masked magic caster panicked and raised their hands to cast their spells.

But it was too late.

"Die" With those words echoing in their minds by a cold voice, all they saw was a dark green light engulfing them.