Death Knight

Roland walked slowly on the street until the temple of spirits at the end of the slate reflected in the eyes. He realized that he was on a journey full of memories. The death knight stopped in front of the building and stood silently. The quiet and familiar atmosphere looked around him, and once again, seventeen years ago ignited the gradually cold soul--a gentle and happy time, and a heartfelt hatred.

But everything is over. At this moment, I am just an undead that exists to fulfill the agreement. Roland told himself like this and looked at the ring on his left middle finger. "Sincere deception" allowed him to walk on the streets of humans without any worries, but even if he once again possessed the posture of humans, burning in that shell was still the soul of the dead.

"If I had reached the Star City, how could I speak to Flora?" Roland sighed, her eyes dimmed.

The dim yellow sun sank quickly, the shadow of the death knight gradually stretched, and finally merged into the surrounding darkness. He hesitated, then walked slowly to the other side of the street-the old oak bar was there.

After forcing the defense map of the alliance border, Roland has been careful and swift to move, within a week, he crossed the border. But this time, the death knight planned to stop and take a break.

Today's Old Oak Bar is particularly lively. Half of the iron-made men are spitting and telling the travelers who were sitting around him. Roland remembered his name-his right arm and right leg were so eye-catching-the defender captain Bill, 17 years ago. When their party rushed back to the village, the young paladin happened to see him falling down in smoke.

After seventeen years, no one should recognize himself. Under the washing of time, even the clearest impression will become blurred, and it will be gradually squeezed into the corner of memory. But even so, Roland kept himself out of the warm atmosphere.

Only the hotel owner noticed the guest standing in the corner, so he moved his fat body and walked over.

"Excuse me, this guest, what do you want?" The boss asked, but the tone contained an inconceivable surprise-the traveller in front of him had a more elegant appearance than the elves, and looked like a noble child in distress .

"One room is enough. I'm tired and need to rest." Roland handed each other a Union Coin.

"Yes, sir. I will have the waiter bring the dinner." He weighed the feeling of heavyness in his hands, and the boss was more convinced of his guess.

"No need, I brought my own food." The guest shook his head. "I want the one on the far left, which seems quieter."

"Sorry, sir, that room is already occupied. How about I arrange the one next to you?" For the first time in these years, the boss heard a strange request for a designated room, but he still explained patiently.

"Okay, then please." The young man smiled to hide his disappointment.

Everything seems to be back to seventeen years ago, that day, after the battle with the devil ended, he lived in this room. However, Jiu Yuan is no longer next door. Even if you tilt your head out of the window, no one will chat with you from the other side.

Is this also destiny? Roland lies on the bed, staring silently at the old ceiling.

The stern snarling without warning suddenly penetrated the wooden wall and pierced the eardrum of the death knight. The warrior's instinct made Roland jump up reflectively, and he pulled out the big sword around him. The sight outside the window suddenly burned into his eyes.

"Is that ... the flame?" Roland couldn't believe it. The scorching shape, more than two storeys high, is wielding a huge weapon in his hand, splitting a wide road among the trembling buildings. The dazzling flames engulfed everything behind him, leaving only the astonishing ruins and the scorched black body. The young traveler's eyes ignited a flame at that instant, he clenched Frost's words silently, and jumped out of the window.

Fire Demon possesses superb fighting skills, and even a high-level death knight has a small chance of winning against them. But Roland knows the weaknesses of these guys--feeling sluggish--if a sneak attack from the back and the head can be cut off with a single blow, the battle can be won in an instant.

Why are the demons here? Roland's cautious roof follows the goal in front of him, but his thoughts flow back 17 years ago.

There is a mysterious power in the long blood, which can not only relieve the curse on Windham, but also be watched by the demons. On the journey back from the Star City, Roland and his party have encountered countless attacks from the twisted void. The village of Belial was the last battle before returning to the Alliance of Luviz, and the nightmare fighting was not eliminated until after entering the realm of God.

The scene in front of me is like the reappearance of memory, but what is the reason this time? The death knight's mind was full of doubts, but he quickly returned to God and focused his mind on the sight in front of him-the target was almost in sight.

The Fire Devil stopped, snarling against the street with his teeth open, because one person was standing in front of it.

A soldier of the garrison? With a high degree of advantage, Roland's eyes crossed Yan Yan's shoulders, and he cast his eyes on the warrior with a sword. However, when his eyes met the other figure's shy figure, he could no longer look away.

The girl's lively black hair fluttered in the hot wind, and the emerald green eyes reflected the mysterious light under the reflection of the firelight. Even in the face of the powerful power from the twisted void, she still poses an attack-for Roland, it is a very familiar posture, because the flowing attack has cost him a hand, To get a chance to fight back.

What is she doing here? The death knight's thoughts turned quickly.

Guess my route based on the map, come to intercept? Messengers sent by the Alliance to lobby everywhere to build stronger anti-dead forces? Or……

"You and I have the same mission? Are you also looking for the World Tree?" Roland whispered to himself, and subconsciously clenched the hilt of his sword.

The Fire Devil roared again, and approached the small human before him. The flames that had flowed through the body, like a volcano erupting, were burning fiercely at this moment. With that dazzling light, Roland clearly saw the girl's uncontrollable shake in her expression.

The first confrontation with the legendary demon, no matter how good the warrior is, it is impossible to calm down. Even running away makes sense. After a full seventeen years, the death knight can still remember the feeling of cold sweat crawling over his back. But the girl's posture did not change, and she did not mean to step back.

"Are you planning to protect this village?" Looking at the girl who was going to confront the Flame Demon with a short sword, Roland's mouth smiled. "You and my beliefs seem to be mutually exclusive ... But this time, the goal to protect this place is Consistent. So my sword will help you too. "

The words did not fall, and the sturdy figure shot like a sharp arrow at the shape of the fire in front of him.

"You ... who are you?" Catoli finally returned to God, staring at the man in front of her.

If it is said that the other person's appearance is an enviable talent, then his beheading and slaughtering of the flames is beyond human beings! The hot wind around the girl's skin felt tingling, and Catoli determined that she was not in a dream now.

"I'm a demon hunter." Roland replied briefly, and his emerald eyes gave him a strange sense of familiarity.

"The demon hunter?" The girl repeated the answer mechanically.

"A very remote profession, but that's not the point." He pointed to the burnt slate in front of him. "I don't know why the demons appeared here, but if they can't beat them, then there is no chance to go. Look for the real reason. "

"So what do you do?"

"I hope you can guarantee the safety of the villagers and take them to the Temple of the Spirit, where the power of the spirit world will stop the demons. And here you can give it to me."

"You have to deal with the magic group alone !?" Catoli was surprised.

"I'm familiar with their weaknesses and methods of action. And if the sneak attack fails, I have enough experience to deal with it, and it shouldn't be a surprise." Despite Roland's proposal, he did not have the confidence of the other party to accept . A proud girl with a high-level paladin status, will she admit her power to the helplessness of the devil and accept the advice of a "hunter" like him?

"That being the case, then I'll accept your suggestion." Cattolic's unthinking answer greatly exceeded the death knight's expectations, but fortunately the other party did not see him momentarily disoriented.

"The original intention of the battle is to protect the villagers. After all, although the short sword can deal with the **** dog, it is a bit reluctant to deal with the flames." The girl smiled helplessly. In the whirlpool, find your own path, 'is the famous quote of the light guide Uther. "

But then she remembered something, looked up at Roland, and said word by word: "But I definitely did not accept such an offer because I was afraid of fighting ~!"

"I know this very well," Roland replied, as well as feeling a little guilty about his previous guess.

"So, let's just say that, my companion and I will protect the villagers, and the task of attack will be left to Mr. Demon Hunter."

Roland nodded: "The Fire Devil will send three Hellhounds as pioneers, so even if you encounter those low-level demons, you should avoid getting into a fight. If you confront the Fire Devil, never attack from the front, their perception Low, you can have one person responsible for containment, others attack from behind, as I did just now. If your companion has a mage, using sandstorm will be more effective than water magic. "

"I will keep in mind that the villagers will never be harmed." Cattoli made an oath of paladin subconsciously.

"please."

"Relax." The girl smiled.

"'Everything can only be said to be an irresistible destiny.' This is another famous saying from Master ..." Watching Cattoli go away, Roland shook his head gently. But the death knight paused for only a few seconds, then jumped up to the roof again through the ruins, and the figure wrapped in chain mail soon merged into the darkness of the night.

The sharp ice arrow was deeply buried in the devil's body, and then spun out from the other side. When Xiu Yin's spell solved the third hellhound, Ren called out, "She's back ~!"

"Katoli, are you okay?" He looked at the girl worriedly.

"Why do you only know to say hello to me with this sentence?" The other side frowned in disappointment, "I haven't had that easy yet!"

"I'm sorry." Despite the blame, Rennes felt much more relaxed.

"The situation is terrible right now. Helldogs are everywhere, but the Fire Devil is still in the surrounding buildings." Josephine shouted from the roof. "They don't seem to know that walking along the street is faster, as long as the obstacles in front of them are All destroyed. "

"Where are the villagers?"

"The soldiers of the garrison are protecting them, but they probably won't last long. There are too many **** dogs ..." The ranger shook his head. "What should we do?"

"Let's go too!" Catoli judged so.

"Four people alone cannot form a defensive formation, and will disperse the team's power." Xiu Yin retorted, but the young female captain just waved.

"You don't need to do that. Let the garrison's strength hall behind, and we are responsible for making a way in front." Cattoli quickly laid out new tactics. "There are many **** dogs here, but as long as they can reach that seat The temple of spirits has our advantage. "

"Why do you say that?" The mage felt strange.

"The power of the Spirit Temple will protect us, that's what the man said."

"Who is that man?" Rennes didn't think the French court would send reinforcements to follow them.

"A trustworthy soldier. He went to contain the enemies on the periphery." As he said this, Rotorian suddenly appeared in front of Roland to solve the enchantment, even if he had to face the demons alone His expression remained calm and calm. The corner of the girl's mouth raised involuntarily.

"And we are responsible for protecting the villagers here, we must not let them be threatened by demons ~! Let's start, companions ~!"

As a buffer zone between the two major forces, the village of Belial has solid defense facilities. But to the demons, human walls and stone bunkers are like sand sculptures for children, completely vulnerable. At this moment, the outer buildings of the entire village have been severely damaged. The bright red fire was rising from the ground, and greedily licked the dark sky.

However, this did not affect Roland. He could walk through the flames without difficulty-the undead did not need to breathe. And even if the surrounding buildings were burned and only the charred and fragile skeleton was left, the death knight could still jump lightly and quickly on top of it.

So far, he has solved three Balrogs. However, during this period, more Yanmao are marching towards the center of the village, and even experienced hunters cannot prevent the situation from deteriorating. Now if you look at it from the height of the third floor, anyone can easily find more than ten **** dogs, and each of them is hovering on the street.

Maybe leaving like this is the best option? Roland's head passed by the thought.

The scale of the demon's offense is no less than that of 17 years ago, but now there is no magical force behind to support it. No matter how strong the frost in the hand is, it cannot restrain such an offensive—from In a sense, demons are more difficult enemies than dragons. Not only do they act in groups, but they are insanely fighting—if the situation is out of their control, then there may be no chance to retreat.

However, even if the feasibility of this option is seriously considered, the Death Knight has no intention of adopting it.

Seventeen years ago, I hoped that I could guard this village. Now, even if everything becomes a memory, I will still guard here. Ishtoli would surely understand ... Roland thought, with an inadvertent smile.

Another Flame Demon entered the chase range, and the death knight immediately lowered his posture. The dull big man didn't find the hunter hiding in the thick smoke on the roof, and just walked past him. Roland quickly followed, and he carefully used the heavy ash stranded in the air to cover his body, and held the hilt of the heavy sword. The swordman is confident that no matter what happens, he has the ability to take the lead in attacking.

After tracking for a while, Roland found a suitable place to attack: at a crossroads, the Flame Demon was bound to slow down there, and the death knight would take advantage of that opportunity to cut off his skull. However, a deafening roar interrupted the carefully planned attack the moment the hunter emerged from the darkness.

Roland turned his head back, and the aqua-colored pupils dilated uncontrollably in an instant. Even the battle-dead death knight couldn't keep himself calm after identifying the roarer. The same time, the enchanted demon found that an individual was behind him ~!

The swordman leaped to the side quickly, at the same time, the four-meter-long flame knife accurately cut into the position he had just stood. Under the impact of this brute force, the ruins, which had already appeared half collapsed, collapsed immediately. The death knight had adjusted his posture as soon as he fell. He landed lightly on the stone road and quickly made a defensive posture. But this does not mean that he is out of danger, instead, the frontal battle has just begun.

Five nearby **** dogs quickly rushed over with agitation, and they surrounded Roland in the middle of the intersection. The Nine-Headed Whip of the Flame Demon is flying in the air, drawing a dazzling trajectory. The surrounding air was boiled with a hoarse chirp under the teaser of the fire snake.

The original hunting ground now became a cage for hunters.

The Fire Devil first launched an attack, and the nine-headed whip's attack poured down like a heavy rain, but the death knight accurately unloaded all its attacks. Under his control, the big sword weaves a large net that reflects the blue light, and the fire snakes attacking from all angles repulse time and time again.

Will I not even attack now? I did not expect that the result of not touching the sword for seven years would be reflected at this time ... Roland thought.

Whether it's shape, weapon, quantity or environment, at this moment, he is at an extreme disadvantage. The death knight knows very well that this will be a hard fight. More importantly, he couldn't imagine how the new demons would cause damage to the village if he was trapped here.

However, there may be hope ... Somehow, those emerald eyes suddenly broke into the swordsman's mind. Maybe that paladin could stop the invasion of the dark ... can she agree with me?

There are about 2,000 people in the entire village. Under the night attack of the devil, many villagers died in their beds before waking up from their sleep, and they survived and assembled, only about 1,500. However, for the Belial defensive team with only sixty members, a team of this size has greatly exceeded its defensive limits. In order to avoid large-scale casualties, the only way Catolie thought of was to clear all enemies into sight as soon as possible.

Despite the protection of the Royal Enchantment, Rennes responsible for the raid was still scorched by the flames of the Balrog. The three men who had been baptized in front of the head were also ashamed. Fortunately, although it was the first cooperation of four people, the team members were very acquainted with each other, no injuries occurred, and the record was very significant. From the beginning of the team to the present, they have solved a total of six Helldog with two flames.

"It's coming soon!" Rain wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Seeing the Temple of the Spirit right in front of them, the villagers who had been suppressed by fear until now finally breathed a sigh of relief, and their steps increased a lot subconsciously. The crowd quickly crossed the last street and came to the shrine.

This building is not large, just enough to accommodate two or three hundred people. The whole team stopped for a while, then spread to both sides in an orderly manner. Men gave way and women and children entered the temple of the spirit.

"Don't be afraid, we hit these monsters back to our old nest 17 years ago, and this time it's the same ~! And this time there are five travellers to help, one more than last time!" Blacksmith Bill With a smile, he shouted loudly to the crowd, but Catori found that his legs were shaking uncontrollably.

What exactly supports these ordinary people? Girls find it incredible, in this case, maybe even the citizens of the Holy Capital can't remain calm? But these people in front of them, despite the same fear, never lost their reason.

"This is Belial's tradition. If it is not so united, the village between the two powers cannot still be free." The village head seemed to see through Catoli's mind. With a beard and sophisticated combat equipment, this middle-aged man who also serves as the captain of the defensive team looks very majestic. "We are proud of this and we plan to use our lives to defend our homeland, but you young Travelers, there is no need to stay. "

"Do you think we're frustrated?" Catoli asked with a smile.

"To be honest, several of you are better than the entire defense team." The village chief understood what the other party meant.

"Since you have such power, if you just ran away and left defenseless people here to fight against the devil, then all of our spiritual practices over the years will be in vain." When you go to protect, I have no way to turn a blind eye. Compared to some selfish and empty reasons, such as revenge ... This is the way to use the sword without confusion, I think so. "

"That's good ~!" Xiu Yin stepped in, and his staff sticked on the ground, this was a way that the mage fully agreed with. Although Rennes on the side remained in a resting posture, the expression on his face was like "that's not to say". The Ranger didn't hear the captain's small speech, the strong figure still perched on the roof under the night, as if guarding the place silently and tirelessly.

"Moreover, I have made an appointment with one person," Cattoli elegantly pinched her short hair torn by the wind. "No matter how many demons come, I will never leave here anyway!"

Josephine gestured to his companions, and another Flame Demon approached here.

"What now?" The village chief asked.

"The demon hunter said that the power from the spirit world would prevent the demon from advancing," Catoli recalled the conversation just now. "I do n’t know the specifics. In short, the soldiers who deployed the defense team first, you go We deal with helldogs, and we stop the flames from advancing. But try not to leave the temple of the spirit, maybe here, our strength will be enhanced. "

As soon as the defensive team put in their defensive formations, the opponent had come into sight. The demon's body occupies the entire cross section of the street, as if a moving wall, gradually pressing towards the end of the street. The light emanating from the eyes of bronze bells shrouded the dazzling blood on the heads of people with pale faces.

Now the Flame Demon is standing in front of Catori's eyes, and the distance is close, and the girl can even clearly see the veins of flames flowing up and down its body. As long as the opponent moves forward, the Paladin standing in front of the formation will become a target under the attack range of the nine-headed whip.

The huge volcano stepped forward without fear, and raised a heavy whip. At the same time, Catoli also clenched the weapon in her hand, tightened her nerves, and waited for the moment of fire.

However, the strong wind roaring from the girl's ears washed away all the war intentions.

A ray of light shone from the sky above the Temple of Spirits, like a thin, sharp blade that cut open the dark darkness of the night sky. The white star dust poured out from it like spring water, and quickly revolved around the ancestral hall, as if it were a silver line. The filaments of light quickly gathered together to form a dazzling light flow, rhythmically spreading out circle by circle, and finally submerged everything around it into the vortex of light centered on the shrine.

"This is the power of the spirit world?" Cattoli muttered to herself, the light flow shuttled between the flying short hair, and she could even feel the warmth contained in it. Not only that, but the feather spirits, which existed only in the spirit realm, are now looming in front of people's eyes.

When the flames touched the silver current, the flame of the whole body was extinguished halfway, and it immediately roared sternly and jumped away with amazing strength. Even so, however, the light-losing side quickly cracked, fragmented into countless ashes, and the huge body fell to the ground.

As if the ability to speak was taken away, everyone just silently watched everything happen in front of them, without moving, the instinct of thinking stopped at this moment.

"Li magic ~! This is the power ~!" Shouted incoherently from the first Xiin who came back to God.

Others began to try to touch the light flow and feathers in front of them with their hands. The sight in front of me is like a dream, but the feeling around the body is an irresistible reality-it is long and peaceful, and it makes you feel peaceful.

"It seems that the situation has been reversed." Ren encased his long sword in the sheath and slowly walked to Catoli's side.

But before the girl spoke, the noisy roar suddenly sounded, and the feather essences flying in the air rioted at that instant.

"Everything is just the beginning ..." Then, a low voice penetrated the curtain of light, bypassing people's eardrums, and implanting the unknown fear directly into the soul, "This opportunity, I have waited It's been a long time and won't let you escape anyway. "

The master of that voice walked into the sight trembling with trembling. The earth was corroding under his feet, and the air was boiling around him. Even the Balrog was crying at the moment, struggling to crawl to the other end with a semi-residual body. However, a huge and sharp trident mercilessly chopped it into pieces.

The solid lower body has strong limbs, the burly upper body is covered with heavy armor, and a pair of hard wings are closed behind. The halberd in his hand was covered with the flames of the flames, and the dazzling green flames were sprayed from all parts of the ugly skull. Blood red and miserable green reflected each other, and finally mixed into the endless darkness in the depths of hell.

The Lord of the Abyss, from the bottom of the Twisting Nether, stood in front of Catori.