Such a thing as a devil.

Many people think that seeing it once in their lifetime is already a nightmare.

But everyone in the Demon Slayer Alliance did not expect that this nightmare would continue.

It was the third day when they finally let go and ran forward.

The devil has come again.

This time, there are fewer people coming, no, they are demons.

But also, more can be said.

This time, there were five people blocking their path.

Or, five demons.

Drizzt brought fewer people than before.

But every one of them seems to be stronger than Drizzt.

They stood there without speaking.

But the intention is very obvious.

Access prohibited.

Otherwise, you will be subject to the severest punishment.

This time, no one laughed anymore.

On the contrary, some people couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Last time, just one person almost destroyed the entire demon-slaying coalition.

So, this time, five of them came at once?

Yes or no……

Even Ezreal began to worry that this massive Eastern Expedition was about to fail here.

Because he could sense, or in other words, he could not sense at all the depth of the five people standing there.

This inability to perceive is precisely what is more powerful and terrifying than what can be perceived...

powerful.

That was so powerful that it completely exceeded the scope of normal understanding.

Irresistible, strong.

"Do it." Ezreal said to the representatives of other city-states without hesitation.

Because he has no choice.

Such a terrifying enemy cannot be filled by ordinary soldiers alone.

It can only be contained by people of the same level.

Even now, they can't even get someone of the same level.

At least, it has to be someone close.

That way, the loss won't be too ugly.

But the other party obviously had no intention of giving them this opportunity.

They seemed to have no intention of ending up themselves.

"I mean, don't play too hard." One of the demons said, "Otherwise, we won't have any chips."

"Then, who will come from us?" The other demon muttered, seeming to want to take action.

"I think we have to trouble Senior Dismassen," someone suggested.

"Okay." The demon named Dismassen said with a smile, "Then, can I get more by then?"

"Haha..." Someone smiled.

Some people were silent.

Noncommittal.

"Forget it, it's just a little effort." Dismasson shook his head and really raised his hand.

But he didn't just put it down like Drizzt did.

He snapped his fingers.

After snapping fingers.

On the endless plain, the sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded.

A heavy, thunderous sound like the sound of horse hooves.

"This is..." Ezreal, who was originally preparing to go into battle in person, and many representatives from other city-states, listened to the violent sound of horse hooves and looked in the direction of the source of the sound.

There.

Faintly, there is a shadowy outline floating on the horizon.

As the sound of those horses' hooves became more and more urgent.

Those outlines are getting clearer and clearer.

getting denser and denser.

More and more...

huge!!!

Finally, those outlines merged into a group of...

Running wildly, knight!!!

They were a group of knights covered in black.

That's right, it's not black armor. It's black.

Pure black.

They seem to be derived from some kind of shadow.

Huge and empty, only the outline can be seen, but no real details can be seen as the distance becomes closer.

They look extremely unreal.

But it seems so real.

Because they come from afar with the sound of thundering horse hooves.

Towards, the entire demon-killing coalition.

This is a fierce and terrifying cavalry.

"Is it an illusion?" Someone raised this opinion.

Because although the hoofbeats rumble.

But I never saw any smoke.

"No." The one who answered him was a general from Demacia. He looked at the shadow cavalry crashing from the horizon and said with some trembling. "They should be the Death Guards."

He remembered one thing clearly.

That was a few years ago, on the west coast of Demacia, several towns fell in succession, and the attackers, without exception, were a mysterious ghost cavalry force.

After a middle-aged general unbelievingly led his troops in a sniper attack, and eventually the entire army was wiped out, he went crazy and fled back to the capital.

That terrifying cavalry has become a taboo in Demacia.

And if the rumors were correct and his memory was correct.

That cavalry, their leader.

It should be a...

"Boom -" there was a huge sound, the sound of horse hooves hitting.

Before everyone has time to react.

An even bigger figure appeared at the front of the group of knights whose faces could not be seen clearly.

He has a human body and... a horse-like lower body.

He is...

"Hecarim..." The Demacia general successfully remembered the leader's name.

But it was too late.

With the appearance of Hecarim, the Shadow Cavalry, which had already charged extremely fiercely, pierced through the entire demon-slayer coalition at an even faster speed, like lightning.

Everyone only felt a dark shadow flashing before their eyes.
To be continued...