The Bloodclad Duke instantly became the center of attention in this part of the battlefield. A bloody moon hung in the sky and illuminated the land with crimson glory. It actually halted the incomparable ghost king in its tracks.

“How dare you draw a blade on me, little thing!” Violence and bitterness raged in its raspy voice. Dense black smoke wrapped around the ghost king, through which Bloodclad could see hints of a tiny skeleton.

“Draw blades?” he roared with laughter. “I’m going to cut your head off while I’m at it!”

Boom!

The void caved into a black hole when the two collided. Gusts of black and crimson air exploded in all directions and vaporized any soldiers caught in the blast zone. So, too, was...