Wuhun: Desert Death on the left hand, the world on the right hand

Suddenly, a cold laugh echoed in the arena, the sound was harsh and disturbing. Bai Yun and Nasus both held their weapons tightly, their eyes were alert. They knew that here, any slackness could become a fatal injury.

"Today's rules are simple. You will face a challenge from the Necromancer. If you are lucky enough to win, you will be qualified to continue to survive in the City of Slaughter; if you fail, you can only become a puppet of the Necromancer." The hoarse voice announced the rules with a cruel smile in its tone.

"Necromancer?" Bai Yun's breathing stagnated, and the fragments of Douluo history told by Old Xue emerged in his mind. Those descriptions about the dead plane and the dead magic were like cold tentacles wrapped around his heart. He felt a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and a trace of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Brother Yun, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so unhappy?" Nasus noticed that something was wrong with Bai Yun, and followed his gaze to look into the distance, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

Bai Yun took a deep breath, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and said in a dry voice: "If I am not mistaken, the enemy we are facing may be a necromancer from the dead plane!"

“The Plane of the Dead?” Nasus frowned slightly. He was obviously unfamiliar with the term, but it was not difficult to understand. “You mean, those evil wizards who control the dead and desecrate life in the legend?”

"That's right!" Bai Yun said solemnly, "Necromancers can control corpses and transform them into their puppets. They are also proficient in all kinds of weird dark magic and are very difficult to deal with!"

“Hmph, they dare to play with souls in front of me!” Nasus snorted coldly, a fierce murderous look flashed in his eyes, and the golden battle axe in his hand emitted a dazzling golden light, as if responding to his master's will to fight.

"It's better to be safe than sorry!" Bai Yun reminded, "Necromancers are very cunning. They usually don't fight in person, but hide in the dark to control puppets to attack. We must always be vigilant and not be fooled by their conspiracies and tricks!"

Nasus nodded slightly, indicating that he understood. The two men stood back to back, feeling each other's nervous breathing. They held their weapons tightly and looked around vigilantly, not daring to relax at all.

Suddenly, the ground began to tremble slightly, as if something was about to break out of the ground. At the same time, a cold and piercing laugh echoed in the arena, as if the god of death was whispering in one's ear, making people shudder.

"Here it comes!" Bai Yun reminded in a low voice.

"Hmph, I want to see what these reptiles from the undead plane are capable of!" Nasus snorted coldly, his eyes burning with a raging fighting spirit.

The ground cracked like a spider web, and a disgusting stench emanated from the deep cracks, as if a giant beast was spewing out the breath of death. A faint green light seeped out from the cracks, illuminating the terrifying figures that were slowly crawling out.

The sound of bones rubbing against each other was so deafening that one after another, skeleton soldiers wearing tattered armor and holding rusty weapons crawled out from the ground. There were green flames dancing in their eye sockets, like messengers returning from hell, exuding a chilling aura.

"Be careful, these are cannon fodder, don't fight too long!" Bai Yun warned in a low voice, with a hint of solemnity in his tone. He knew that these skeleton soldiers were just appetizers, and the real threat was still to come. "The fighting style of the necromancers is to control the puppets they killed to fight, and hide in the back to command. We have to find a way to find them!"

"Understood!" Nasus responded in a deep voice, his eyes flashing with a sharp light. He understood what Bai Yun meant. These cannon fodders were only used to consume their physical and spiritual strength. The real enemy was the Necromancer hiding in the dark. He began to observe the surrounding environment carefully, trying to find the location where the Necromancer was hiding, and then find an opportunity to decapitate him.

The ground continued to tremble violently, and the cracks under his feet spread rapidly like a spider web, as if some terrifying existence was about to break out of the ground. Bai Yun couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and an inexplicable fear rose in his heart. Nasus also felt this powerful pressure. He grabbed Bai Yun's shoulders and said in a deep voice: "Be careful!"

The next moment, hundreds of figures emerged from the cracks, wrapped in black robes, with blue eye sockets, and bone staffs emitting a frightening aura of death.

“Soul Emperor!” Bai Yun stumbled back, his voice trembling, “These undead puppets are actually Soul Emperors!”

“There is something stronger!” Nasus growled, his eyes fixed on the depths of the crack.

Ten figures descended from the sky with suffocating pressure. They were wearing robes of different colors and had unfathomable aura. They were ten Soul Saints!

"Ten Soul Saints..." Bai Yun's face turned pale, and he muttered to himself, "It's over..."

"It's not over yet!" Nasus grabbed the white cloud and pointed into the distance.

Hundreds of huge soul beasts rushed over roaring, with bloodthirsty light flashing in their eyes. They were all terrifying creatures that were more than ten thousand years old!

"This... this is..." Bai Yun's legs went weak and he almost collapsed to the ground.

“Brother Yun, cheer up!” Nasus roared, his eyes burning with fighting spirit, “We haven’t lost yet!”

"But..." Bai Yun looked at everything in front of him in despair, his voice trembling, "This is simply a massacre..."

"Don't worry, we won't die that easily." Doghead grinned, revealing his sharp teeth. "As long as they can't kill us in one move, they will be the ones to die!"

"That's right! Soul-sucking Strike and Soul-devouring are not just for show!" Bai Yun's eyes burned with blazing flames. The power of the Desert Death gave them hope for a Jedi counterattack!

Nasus did not say anything, but just took a deep breath and let the golden light roll and surge over his body.

"Roar!" A deafening roar resounded through the sky. He raised high the battle axe burning with golden flames in his hand, like a god of war descending from the sky. With an indomitable momentum, he charged towards the undead puppets that were pouring in like a tide.

For a moment, the shouts of killing, the roars of soul beasts, and the clash of weapons intertwined into a symphony of death. Nasus transformed into a ferocious lion, and every time he swung his battle axe, he would take the life of a dead puppet.

Golden flames danced wildly around him, burning all the enemies that approached him. His scarlet eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, staring at every enemy, looking for an opportunity to kill them with one strike.

“Soul-sucking Strike!” Nasus seized an opportunity, roared, and the battle axe in his hand burned with a more dazzling golden flame and smashed it hard to the ground.

The terrifying energy fluctuations spread out with him as the center. In the face of this force, the surrounding undead puppets were as fragile as paper and were torn into pieces in an instant.

With every kill, Nasus's size will grow a little bit, and his strength will increase accordingly. This is the horror of the Desert Reaper's passive "Soul Devouring".

"Boom!" Bai Yun roared, and the flames of his soul surged out like a volcanic eruption, instantly turning into an invisible giant net, covering the puppets that tried to approach. "Ahhh!" The puppets struggled in pain, and their broken souls wailed miserably in the flames, and soon turned into ashes and dissipated in the air.

"Brother Yun, be careful!" Nasus caught a glimpse of several powerful puppets breaking through the fire net and rushing towards Baiyun with a roar. He was immediately startled and hurriedly warned them.

When Bai Yun heard the reminder, his eyes narrowed and he said without turning his head: "Don't worry, these little shrimps can't do anything to me!" After that, the wither skill was activated instantly, and an invisible wave spread out. The movements of those puppets suddenly became extremely slow, as if they were stuck in a quagmire.

"Good opportunity!" Nasus seized the chance, roared, and chopped down with the battle axe in his hand burning with flames, with the breath of destroying the world, "Break it for me!" With a loud "bang", those puppets were instantly chopped into pieces and turned into debris on the ground.

“Beautiful!” Bai Yun exclaimed, turning back to look at Nasus with admiration in his eyes. “Forty million layers of soul-sucking pain, even a god wouldn’t dare to take it lightly.”

Nasus took a breath and said modestly, “Brother Yun, you are too kind. If you hadn’t acted in time, it would not have been so easy for me to deal with them.”

Bai Yun smiled but didn't say anything. The two of them stood back to back, looking around vigilantly, in perfect harmony, preparing for the next wave of attacks.

The battle lasted for a whole day and night. When the last undead puppet fell, the entire battlefield was in ruins, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. Nasus and Bai Yun were covered in blood, but their eyes remained firm. "Huh, it's finally over," Bai Yun sat on the ground, gasping for breath.

Nasus looked around. The originally dense army of undead was now reduced to debris all over the ground. "No, it's not over yet. There is one more." Nasus pointed to the distance. There, a figure in a black robe was looking at them in horror. It was the necromancer who controlled these undead puppets.

The Necromancer looked at the scene in front of him with disbelief written all over his face. He could never have imagined that the army of undead that he had carefully cultivated would be completely wiped out by two humans. "This is impossible! This is impossible!" He roared hysterically, "My puppet army, my hard work..."

In the audience, the originally noisy crowd fell silent, and everyone stared at Nasus and Bai Yun in amazement, their eyes filled with shock and awe. They couldn't imagine that these two young men could actually defeat such a terrifying army of undead!

Nasus ignored the Necromancer's roar. He walked towards him step by step, holding a battle axe. With every step he took, his aura became stronger, as heavy as a mountain, pressing the Necromancer so hard that he couldn't breathe.

"You, what are you doing?!" The Necromancer stepped back in horror, only to find that his body seemed to be bound by an invisible force and he could not move.

“Don’t you want my soul? Come and take it!” Nasus’ voice was as cold as ice, without a trace of emotion.

"No, don't kill me! I was wrong, I am willing to surrender to you!" The Necromancer felt the breath of death, his heart was broken and he knelt down to beg for mercy.

“Too late.” Nasus raised his battle axe high, golden flames burning, reflecting his cold face. “Soul-sucking Strike!”

The battle axe fell, but there was no earth-shattering sound, only a slight crisp sound. The necromancer's body collapsed instantly, turning into a little bit of spiritual light, and was swallowed by the battle axe in Nasus's hand.

After absorbing the necromancer's soul, the battle axe in Nasus's hand shone brightly, and an even more powerful force surged into his body, making him unable to help but let out a hearty roar.

“It’s over.” Baiyun came over and patted Nasus on the shoulder. “We won.”

“Yes, we won.” Nasus took a deep breath and calmed down his excitement. “Let’s go. We should go back.”

The two walked down the ring side by side, and the audience erupted in deafening cheers. People shouted their names and gave them flowers and applause. At this moment, they were well-deserved heroes!