Subsequently, an armored Dark Soul Warrior slowly descended from the enormous black teleportation gate, first his heavy feet, then his knees, and finally his entire body hovered in the air.
The entire battlefield, countless from both sides, looked towards here in awe.
The armored warrior stepping on the void, clad in black armor, glistening with dark patterns, dazzled under the moonlight. His tall and erect figure stood like a towering mountain, his blue cloak fluttering like the very darkness bowing to him.
The black metal helmet atop his head concealed his visage in shadow, leaving only a pair of coldly ruthless eyes, shining with unwavering determination. Those eyes, as deep as the abyss, exuded a mysterious power, commanding respect and reverence for the majesty and spirit of the Dark Soul.
