The skies darkened with the setting sun, the sky was illuminated by the dim moonlight, Rhyfel who had been silent for countless years again burst into noise, the sound of war was audible as a melancholic melody to the soldiers of Rhyfel.
The sound of weapons clashing against each other, the will to cling to this new "life" they possessed, the refusal to die again all came together to birth a chaotic sound that a normal person would find heartbreaking and macabre but for Rhyfel's knights. it sounded like a nostalgic song that they thought they would never hear again.
The conflict between the two sides, the Rhyfel Knights and the Burnt Knights had gone from slowly leaning towards the Burnt Knights side to a stalemate, this was thanks to the miasma containing a large amount of pure nether that Adolf gave off.
Rhyfel's knights fought with great fervor as they tried to gain ground against the burn knights but they were unable to continue as they were, their shields were rapidly wearing down thanks to the relentless and endless assault of the burn knights.
As they were trying to think of a solution to break the deadlock they encountered, a voice as faint as a whisper but as devilish as an abyssal creature echoed across the battlefield, strangely no one could hear it.
"That being who walks the abyss for all eternity I offer this humble flesh and blood belonging to this humble existence, I beg you to grant me the strength to overcome the adversity I face... I, Adolf De'Ath will ignite my life and soul and I will let the Gods witness the power of the abyss, with my life I will make them remember the terror that they have already forgotten...".
Although those words were not addressed to anyone or anything, the nether seemed to answer his prayers, it swirled in it while its density increased immensely, in a couple of dozen seconds it had formed a thick mist made up of extremely condensed pure nether, if a living being came into contact with that mist they would definitely die and their lifeless body would decompose so fast that it would be visible to the naked eye...
At last as the Rhyfel Knights and the Burnt Knights began to notice the changes that were happening to Adolf, the unnatural aura surrounding his body was too thick and evil to go unnoticed any longer.
As the density and quality of the nether in the combat zone increased thanks to Adolf, Rhyfel's knights were gaining power and their regeneration factor increased drastically, while on the other hand the strength of the burned knights decreased slightly but their strength decreased. it did not stagnate but continued to decrease continuously.
Rhyfel's knights were undead so the nether being the strongest death energy in the universe empowered them, the nether increased all their stats and abilities proportionally to the quality of the nether as the density in the environment.
On the other hand, the burned knights were closer to the non-living than to the undead, that is why the nether, being the strongest death energy, did not help him and was rather the opposite, it weakened them, since in Actually what helped the non-living to be stronger were all the energies related to life, be it like the energy of wood or light.
That is why although it seems that the nether by itself could not do much in the desperate situation that Rhyfel's knights found themselves, it was actually the most beneficial thing that could have happened to them.
While the fight continued to develop with every second that passed, the nether in the environment increased slightly, although this did not help to continue increasing the strength of Rhyfel's knights, it helped them recover from the injuries they suffered more quickly.
But still the power of the burnt knights, those who were once Rhyfel's knights and served under the War Sovereign should not be underestimated.
Their instincts screamed at them that if they continued as they were they were going to die sooner or later. With a deafening roar that resembled that of a desperate beast the burnt knights rushed without fear or hesitation towards Rhyfel's shield-bearing knights.
Their weapons formed trajectories from different points but they all ended in the same place, ending in the already worn shields of Rhyfel's knights... With a loud crash and the disbelief to the subsequent panic of Rhyfel's knights the shields broke in the air. worst moment.
Rhyfel's knights tried to reposition themselves to avoid being killed instantly but thanks to the relentless and brutal assault of the burnt knights they were nearly unable to and impossible.
Sparks flew as the clash of weapons between the sides increased steadily. Rhyfel's knights were in a desperate situation that showed no signs of being reversed, at the end of the path there was no light left, only a gloomy and deep darkness.
Death once again posed on them waiting to claim their souls without any possibility of avoiding it.
'If I die at least I will die as a warrior.'
They were the thoughts of the knights of Rhyfel while the resolution to fight until the last moment of their lives, there was no fear in them, only regret that they could not prevent their lord from continuing his existence in such a deplorable state, the way they could not help either. that his companions would continue to wander in this world as evil spirits.
But they also understood that they were knights and warriors never had such luxuries as dying without regret, if they were people with different jobs such as farmer or merchant they could have been entitled to such luxuries but it was not like that, they were knights, although some can be seen as beings that help people by protecting them, the reality was completely different, a knight, a swordsman, a spearman, an archer or a magician were elegant names for those who are in charge of taking the lives of others...
As Rhyfel's knights fought to delay their inevitable end a bloody and evil aura swept through the place with great ferocity, the mana was dyed scarlet as it spread with great fervor across the battlefield, in the midst of it all stood Adolf o well... something that is supposed to be Adolf.
His body was 2 meters tall, his limbs were long and thin like the rest of his body, he had claws instead of fingers, he had no face and instead there was only a large mouth that occupied almost the entire frontal part. of his head but what stood out the most was that his entire body seemed to be made from several tentacles joined together, the color of his body was scarlet red as was his aura.
Without any warning "it" disappeared from everyone's sight in a fraction of a second as short as a blink, when they discovered its location again it was already attacking the burned knights, "it" raised its arm in an unnatural and impossible way , its claws came down with speed and ferocity directly on a group of 10 burned knights, they tried to stop the blow from entering you but... when they were going to come into contact with their attack the limb of "it" moved again in an unnatural way avoiding blocking at the last second.
The burnt knights unable to defend themselves in the slightest received the full blow, everything happened so fast and so unexpectedly that neither the burnt knights nor the Rhyfel knights could react, as for the burnt knights who were hit even though they hadn't dead soon they would, since together with the attack of "it" it came loaded with an abnormal amount of nether that invaded their bodies.
The burnt knights immediately roared and rushed towards "it" with the intent to kill it, "it" roared in response and launched an attack with its arm, unrealistically the arm stretched out and twisted, its fingers disappeared and as if it had no bones his arm became a whip.
The attack of "it" was identical to that of a real whip, it moved at any angle and in a totally unpredictable manner, the burnt knights still seeing such a thing did not back down and charged cruelly and suicidally towards "it".
From the beginning, the burned knights were no different from the beasts that are only guided by instinct, and now, noticing that a great threat was endangering their territory, they decided to eliminate it at all costs.
In the pools of the African savannah usually resided three lions and their pride, they let animals lower in the food chain such as zebras drink water from the pool, but if a hyena approached to try to drink water it would receive a roar as a warning for it to leave the place and if it does not, it will be killed, but if in a given case a lion that is not part of its pride tried to drink water from the pond, it would not receive any warning and would be brutally murdered.
At this time both "it" and the burnt knights were like lions, although they are not completely the same they are similar in some aspects, but the most important would be that "it" entered the territory of the burnt knights and therefore had to be killed. .
Since Adolf became "it" all his rationality was pushed to the depths of his consciousness leaving behind what represents the abyss, absolute madness, just like a maddened beast "it" mercilessly attacked the burned knights but unfortunately for him there was too many burned knights for him to handle alone.
Before long at least a dozen burnt knights came in front of him from all possible angles, a relentless amount of attacks made up of the burnt knights was about to hit his body, "it" followed its instincts and made no attempt to defend itself. of incoming attacks.
The weapons plunged into his flesh without any kind of hindrance or difficulty, while the burnt knights thought that this had come to an end "it" began its counterattack, the tentacles that made up its body twisted and attacked the burnt knights that made the wounds on his body, the instincts of these screamed to defend themselves from the incoming attacks but when they tried to remove their weapons from the body of "it" they discovered that it was impossible, "it" had tensed the tentacles so that they would not let go of their arms. weapons stuck in his body.
Unable to defend themselves, the burned knights completely suffered the attacks of "it" and were sent flying without their weapons, "it" relaxed its tentacles and the weapons slid out of their body without any difficulty, when they came out there were not even a wound left. could not even see how they were cured.
In this form that only knows madness, Adolf enhanced his attributes greatly, but what benefited the most from this was none other than [Chaos Bugs], by "incarnating" the abyss it was natural that [Chaos Bugs] would be the same. benefited more since they were in their "homeland", this consequently maximized the healing of "it" and optimized it as much as possible.
Both, both burnt knights and "it" let out screams that sounded like howls as they fought each other, wounds on "it"'s body were the most common in battle, blood blooming on his body like flowers in spring.
The blood that fell to the ground drop by drop slowly formed a crimson mirror that reflected the madness that was happening in Rhyfel, "it" fought without caring about anything other than finishing off his enemy as if tomorrow did not exist for him.
Fatal injuries? He could recover from that in a split second.
Fatigue? For him there was no such thing as tiredness.
He was an immortal demon, he was the incarnation of the abyss, the Demon of Madness!