Death Knight

The high-level death knight didn't feel dangerous when the lone centaur knight rushed over. The battlefield here is far from the main force of Lucis, and the enemy cannot receive any support, but his team is a four-man team with tacit understanding, and obviously has absolute odds.

However, at the moment of confrontation with the apostles, the undead suddenly realized that their own judgments were completely wrong-the other three still had time to attack, and the death knight who rushed to the front had separated, his body lying softly in the nightmare On the back, the skull with empty eyes glanced over the tower body that was thousands of meters high and fell to the ground, and in a blink of an eye, it blended into the intricate background of the city.

"Fight with all your strength ~! This guy is different from other apostles." The squad leader's pupils ignited a flame. The deceased once again instigated nightmares. The three formed a solid inverted triangle. The halberds in their hands waved staggeredly, weaving a large cold net in an attempt to cover the enemy firmly.

The centaur knight did not have any delay in his movements. From the front, he faced the formation of the undead's best. The double-headed sword in his hand provoked a dazzling silver light. Suddenly, the broad blade had cut off the death knight's halberd. The broken halberd wiped away the apostle's smooth body, and the two-headed sword with a length of seven meters suddenly spun up at the moment when the two sides went wrong. Sharp blades swept past.

One advanced death knight's half of his head slipped slowly, and the other shot blood on his chest-the apostle had cut open his body and destroyed the heart. Only the commander barely blocked the offensive with the broken weapon in his hand, but the huge impact also made him fall off the horse. The squad leader finally came to his senses-he and his opponent were not equal opponents at all, but he regretted it was useless. His feet just landed, and he didn't even have time to pull out the long sword around his waist. In his eyes there was a silver blade of light from the face .

But this time, the double-headed sword failed to penetrate the target's heart. With the sharp sound of metal collision, a strong figure was blocked in front of the apostle.

"Retrieve your mount, then go to the left to support it." The death knight ordered his subordinates without looking back, and the fiery red pupil did not let go of any of the apostles' movements.

"Master Alsace?" The captain was a little surprised, but his expression tightened quickly. "Yes, I'll go now!"

"Now the people who are both in the way and the feet are gone. The two of us are here. The environment is very suitable." Arthas smiled and turned the halberd in his hand. "I guess you must also want to know, the strongest death Which one of the knights and the strongest apostles is better? Try it now, leader knight? "

The "boss" logo was first proposed by Roland. The original defense of the city gate can be said to be impeccable. Even if the giants have the ability to penetrate the gold, they still cannot resist the magic of the Lich. The only key is that the apostle who can break the meteorite is because of his existence. It will be broken, and the undead army will fall into such desperation. This is the special ability of being a "boss", like the tip of a spear, which can gather all the power in one point and exert it to the fullest.

If the spearhead can be found and destroyed, the impact of the Luvis Legion will definitely be affected. And Alsace is now performing this mission-searching and killing the leader of the Silver Knight.

The Centaur Cavaliers glanced over two dazzling thunder lights, and the slender two-headed sword drew two huge fans beside him, with no flaws in the static braking posture.

There is nothing wrong, the apostle in front must be the leader of the knight ~! The dead with red pupils felt that the whole cold blood began to boil. He has been cruising back and forth on the vertical battlefield for several hours. He has also encountered many powerful and experienced apostles, but none of them can be compared with the current. The opponent not only cut off four high-level death knights in an instant, but also apparently very skilled in Yunyao's introduction skills—no, not so much that this centaurs knight mastered Yunyao, it is better to say that he knew Yunyao by birth, Whether it is highly concentrated consciousness or unparalleled speed, it can be said to be a model among swordsmen.

Very good, such an opponent is eligible to die under Jing Wang Jian Yunyao. The death knight smiled satisfactorily, and the rotating war halberd stopped in an instant, and the edge of the trident pointed at the enemy in front of it.

The next moment, the halberd broke the delicate balance between the two, and it shot like a sharp arrow at the heart of the apostle. The opponent's two-headed sword immediately drawn a silver circle, which was extremely accurate. Ground cut the weapon thrown from the longitudinal section. While the apostles dealt with it, Arthas had withdrawn his long sword at the waist and skimmed it lightly through the air. The hawk rushed towards the centaur knight.

The total length of the apostle's weapon is seven meters, and each blade is three meters long. The grip is one meter long, and it has an absolute advantage in mid-range battles. If you use a halberd to fight only the battered part, the death knight will inevitably choose to fight in close quarters. Once the two sides get closer to the confrontation, the situation will immediately reverse. Before the battle began, the Centaur had predicted that the other party would take this risky approach, so he left himself a room for manoeuvre. When Arthas jumped, his double-headed sword quickly turned and was circled. It turned into a sweep, without any delay due to the interference of the halberd.

This is a forceful slash, which is enough to divide the undead in mid air into two halves; even if blocked by the death knight's long sword, the impact force can bounce the opponent apart by a dozen meters, and he still maintains the distance advantage. However, when the double-headed sword came into contact with the blade of the long sword, the apostle realized that he could not feel the vibration at all—Alsatian's sabre was a soft sword ~!

In the time gap that was too late to capture, Jing Wang Jianyun Yao bent into an arc, flipping with the blade of the apostle whistling. The body of the death knight also resembles a light kite, and with the sabre at an incredible angle, it turned over the cross-section of the double-headed sword and went down.

The bright arc of light flashed between the two, chopped off half of the apostle's head, and the victory and defeat were fixed in a still picture.

But for Alsace, the battle was not over. Under the influence of inertia, the apostle who lost half his head slammed into Arthas. The death knight had to use the sword as a shield to resist the body covered with punching horns, but the reaction force pushed him into the air farther and farther from the tower wall. Arthas felt that his whole body sank suddenly. Then he began to fall with his opponent's body.

This is a trap set by the apostles. At the same time that the attack failed, he knew that the situation had gone. Instead of trying to make futile evasion, he stepped on his four hoofs and leaped high to meet the blade-now the two are more than 1,500 meters away from the ground. The duel on the wall of the tower, if the death knight is pushed out of the scope of gravity, then the opponent will fall down with himself and die-the leader knight's final counterattack.

The wind whispered sharply in his ears, but Arthas' expression remained unchanged. He carefully adjusted the center of gravity, restored the body to the state above his head and feet, and then raised his left hand to start the death entanglement. A black ball of light quickly condensed in the palm of the death knight, and then the hustle and Wraiths broke through the shell, like a gushing rapids. With the help of this reverse thrust, Arthas returned to the tower wall, and the steel boots dragged a dazzling spark on the white ground.

The fall of a few seconds caused him to fall from the area under the control of the undead into the area occupied by the apostles. Now the sight is almost a centaur knight, and the double-headed swords blend infinity in the light of the sunset. It's cold, but Arthas looks like nobody, as if he is thinking about the moment of life and death.

"The confrontation between a sword is better than all the killings in recent years, I am very satisfied ~!" The death knight laughed heartily, and looked around with those red-burning eyes, and the apostles looked under the hot glance Raise the sword alertly.

"If the apostle also knows how to send a warrior to kill the leader, then I can get two chances to confront each other ... but never mind, I don't expect any of your scraps to bring any surprises. Let me be a scavenger. The role is good. "

Arthas said to himself, flicking on Yunyao with his fingers, the soft sword body immediately vibrated and made a pleasant sound, like an irresistible requiem.

The centaur knight's offensive finally eased down. Although they launched a tide-like charge again and again, the death knight was able to hold the line with fewer hits, as if it were facing the stormy black reef, and it remained motionless after numerous scours . The battle inside the tower was also stuck.

Nearly fifty hours of continuous fierce fighting, coupled with the gradual decline of power, the number of ghouls has plummeted from 100,000 to 40,000, and the death knights have taken care of themselves in front of the Apostolic Legion. The situation on the battlefield and led the Alliance's large forces to the foot of the World Tree Tower. But then their pace had to slow down-40,000 ghouls were all congested inside the tower, densely filling all the passages. Even the octopods with unparalleled impact are incompetent when facing the walls of flesh and blood and the large sticky webs of spider warriors.

"The Alliance's troops are still stuck on the seventh floor of the main tower, and the apostles' speed of advancing the front has been greatly reduced." Richard seemed relieved. "You have grasped their vital points, and Arthas is better than me. Expected to be more powerful. "

"His strength is above me ... but maybe I have weakened in the past few years. Maybe." Roland evaluated in an objective tone, then lowered his head and looked down at the vertical battlefield. Talking about that, the overall situation is still very bad. We only have the last line of defense in the sky garden. Now the knights cannot retreat, they must bet on life-threatening fighting. "

The dawn of the third day has arrived, and the sun first renders the top of the world tree crown, and then spreads from top to bottom, like an endless golden waterfall. When the faint blue sea floating in mid-air came into contact with the sun, it suddenly shattered into numerous dazzling flames, all flying towards the sky, dragging a bright trajectory on the light-colored sky.

"really……"

Looking intently at the long lines engraved in the sky, Richard murmured: "Did the last third of the power become air forces? Roland, this is exactly what you expected."

"This shows that Luvis's strategy is impeccable. The next thing is to see the pure strength of the two sides." The death knight subconsciously clenched his halberd. "The air defense system on the canopy is entrusted to you. Here I will direct it. How? ? "

"Of course, old friend." The Lich smiled rare. "I am honored to fight with you."

"... Me too." Roland waved his hand, rushing to the battlefield with sword lightsaber shadows without looking back.

The new apostle sheds its shell from the light of blue fire, spreads its silver wings, and the group rises in the wind. These airborne warriors are also the product of bionics. From the appearance, they have two very different forms-queen bee and scarab.

The former is seven meters long, with a thin wasp-like waist and a graceful streamlined body. Two pairs of high-speed vibrating translucent membrane wings are thin and sharp. A very long firing pin protrudes from the forehead of the queen bee, which can easily penetrate the dragon's scales; there are four huge air inlets on the chest. After being sucked in, the air is compressed and ejected from the spindle-shaped tail end, driven by a strong thrust. Then, their speed even surpassed the hurricane carried by the wings.

The scarabs were apparently created to defend against the attacks of the undead dragons. Their bodies are fourteen meters long, and their bodies are wrapped in thick carapace, which can be regarded as the silver giants in the air. And in order to enable this heavy body to get enough speed to avoid danger and chase the enemy, three pairs of huge wings covering the entire back are constantly flapping, making a buzzing sound.

After the formation of the cross cluster composed of these two flying apostles, it is the alliance's trump card, the Storm Gryphon Legion. The sound of 4,000 griffins striking the wings is clear and audible. The huge axe in the hands of 4,000 griffins reflects a dazzling light. If the apostles are a galaxy that runs through the blue sky, they are like a black and brown The stratum clouds oppressed the eyes of the lookers, devouring the sun and the clear sky.

"The strike targets are divided into three categories: Undead Dragon, Gargoyle, and Defense Tower. The task of the Knights of the Storm is to remove Gargoyle. It is best to avoid conflicts while facing the dragon while maintaining the distance from the defense tower. Only waiting for the apostles Only after successfully breaking through the air defense facilities at the top of the world tree can we launch a deep offensive. "Crete issued an order to 11 direct subordinates." The first group was responsible for the first round of attacks-from 5 am to 10 am now Point, five hours is the limit of Cavaliers air combat-after that, be sure to leave the battlefield and return to the rally point to supply and rest. "

Having said that, the dwarf took a meaningful look at the human girl next to him, paused, and then continued: "Of course, the alpine dwarf is the bravest warrior in the world, and it is not us who hides behind the goddess Lu Weisi. Style ... but if you don't have the necessary patience and caution, you won't even be a soldier. "

"Yes, sir ~!" The answers from the subordinates were as loud as ever.

"Please don't worry about me, Lord Crete. This aspect has been agreed with Her Majesty, and everything will take the interests of the Alliance as the highest priority, and I will never act without authorization." Before returning to the fighting position, Katoli So he easily said to Crete, "In addition, this crossbow can only shoot through gargoyles, and it is almost useless for dragons."

"There is a saying that is good, there are always opportunities, depending on whether you can live up to that time." Crete smiled, "This is your first actual battle, keep calm and judgment, like this To survive. "

In the bright horn, the joint air force composed of apostles and griffins finally launched an offensive, like countless shots directed at the bullseye, rushing to the tree crown on the cloud with the breath of death and destruction.

The Queen Bee's movements are more agile than expected. They cleverly bypass the thunder and lightning like a whip and the blooming fireballs, stabbing the striker into the target's body without stagnation. An undead dragon in the front of the formation was unable to dodge, and was penetrated by six queen bees at the same time. Then, the apostle vibrated his wings violently, tearing in six different directions, and the huge flesh was suddenly broken into numbers under the violent torque Piece.

And whenever the dragons want to weave a defensive net with magic, those scarabs swarm. Their heavy defenses not only resist the icy spit of Bailong, but also have a strong resistance to magic-dense lightning beams, hot fireballs, sharp wind blades, all of which are difficult to work. Many times, the undead dragon had to use teeth bites and claws to separate these heavy crustaceans.

While the enemy had to focus on the scarab, the Queen Bee rammed and killed. This is a chaotic three-dimensional battlefield, and the attack may come from all directions, and once the dragon is slightly negligent, the Queen Bee may launch an offensive and penetrate the enemy of Lucis in the blink of an eye-even if this kind of air collision may be accidentally injured in many cases Scarabs, they didn't hesitate at all.

With the ingenious cooperation of the apostles and griffins, the number of gargoyles quickly decreased, and the undead dragons were also busy. The undead air forces also needed to cooperate. The dragons were too large and needed to be defended by the smart gargoyles. Dead corner; Gargoyle lacks attack power, and must use the undead dragon as the center of firepower. As the battle continues, the deceased gradually fall into a vicious circle in which the defensive and attacking forces are reduced together.

By 12 noon, the number of gargoyles finally fell below the lower limit, and the outer defense line collapsed. The king of white dragons, Craferig, made a decisive decision, allowing the air force to retreat directly above the canopy and cooperate with the Lich's defense system. The strong light emitted by the magic defense tower draws eye-catching thin lines in the sky, but this tight fire network still cannot stop the impact of the silver tide.

"Roland!" Richard's voice sounded in the ear of the callee.

"What?" The Death Knight had a terrible hunch.

"A group of Queen Bees broke through the defense, you must return to defense immediately, otherwise ..."

"Damn ~!" Roland interrupted the Lich's words subconsciously. He pursed his pale lips, then turned to his comrades aside, "I'll take a hundred death knights to guard the Temple of Soul, and I'll leave it to you. "Arthas hasn't answered yet. The burning flame in his eyes has disappeared into the spiral corridor of the sky garden.

The crown of the world tree is like a huge three-dimensional labyrinth. On its various nodes, the Lich has arranged a large number of magic defense towers without leaving any blind spots. However, the absence of a blind spot does not mean that there is no way to break through. When the Scarabs use their bodies to destroy the tower, a team of twelve Queen Bees immediately rushed through the artificially created gap. They gathered their wide wings, and their water-drop-shaped bodies shuttled through the criss-crossing branches at a high speed, and they crashed into the sky square holding the stone of Ishtoli's soul.

The twelve giant defense towers on the edge of the square responded immediately, but in the face of countless leaves, the hit rate of the beam dropped greatly, and half of the Queen Bees survived the baptism of cross fire. The last six apostles not only pulled by gravity, but also accelerated further with jets from the tail, attempting to smash the Temple of Soul and the Stone of Soul inside.

"Launch ~!" Roland's order suppressed the sharp wind.

Two-hundred and five hundred feather arrows echoed off the string, and an unending arrow rain covered the six queen bees. This was the last line of defense of the Ice Crown Knights placed on the sky plaza. Shooting a crossbow-each can shoot hundreds of arrows at one time, but the reload time can be controlled in just ten minutes. It is a mechanical version of fireball magic.

This torrential rain made the apostles all steel hedgehogs filled with arrow clusters. Their flight trajectory was also distorted in a huge shock. Four of them fell into the branches, their bodies were torn apart in a series of collisions, and two were Falling towards the square, the seven-meter-long body rolled in the sea of ​​flowers with blood flowers taking off.

Roland rushed forward first, pulled out the frost that was behind him, and chopped off the firing pin on the Queen Bee's head. Then, the death knights swarmed up, and the silver body was immediately smashed into a horse honeycomb by dozens of epee swords, and blood was flowing around.

"I won't make the same mistake again, Louvis." Roland's eyes lit with a dazzling flame. "As long as the death knight is still standing here, I will never let you move a hair of Ishtoli ~!"

On October 12, 235 of Luvis' calendar, the moon slowly settled along the sky, and Ischutli's dormancy entered the last three hours.

Cattolie sits on her griffin again, and looks at the world tree at the far end of the mountains in the hazy night-the battle there has become heated, and countless dazzling beams of light sweep across the night, as if to be Cut the entire sky into pieces.

The aerial defense of the undead has collapsed, and the aerial garden has been occupied more than half. According to the estimates of the mages, the Alliance Army should have captured the Temple of Souls two hours ago, but the last few steps are extremely difficult to take, even if it is necessary to move forward. A small meter, both humans and apostles must pay a painful price. The Alliance's 220,000 troops have lost more than 50%, and the ghouls of the undead army have been reduced to one tenth of the total, leaving less than 10,000, plus the apostles, paladins, spider warriors, death Knights, etc., even the most conservative estimate, there are at least 200,000 people at the foot of the world tree.

This is simply the blood of the corpses.

However, that man ... The Dark Eagle was obviously not among them. He was probably fighting desperately at the top of the world tree, destroying all the enemies in his eyes with the big sword in his hand. Thinking of this, the girl's emerald eyes couldn't help passing a dark mark.

I must reach that agreement, no matter what the outcome, I must end with Roland Strevef.

"Katoli." A voice interrupted the girl's thoughts.

"Get ready to take off, this time is the last chance, we will not land until the sun rises, and the fourth group that is fighting will also continue to fight." The heat from the mouth of Crete ended in the darkness. It became white mist, and the temperature on the 12th was much lower than usual. "What happens next will determine the fate of the goddess and the direction of the world, but for us mortals, there are only two choices, life or death, to fight to dawn. You can tell the difference. "

"For the alliance of Lucis ~!" The dwarf held up his axe.

"Victory ~! Victory ~! Victory ~!" The cry of the storm knights was deafening, and then the sound of the griffins flapping their wings set off a greater echo in the valley.

The Griffin Cavaliers First Flying Brigade entered the chaotic battlefield with a cross formation. After nearly 20 hours of attrition battle, most of the magic towers on the crown of the world tree were destroyed, the fire defense nets were riddled with gaps and gaps, and the undead dragons and gargoyles also shrank the front and gathered in Surrounding the Temple of Souls are twelve giant defense towers for final resistance.

After circling the battlefield for two laps, Catoli finally found an intrusive line that was difficult to hit by the magic beam. Although the number of white dragons and gargoyles at that place was not small, the lion that was proud of its speed but poorly defended it. In short, this is the only option. The girl took the reins without hesitation, and the gryphon named Kio dived down.

Six gargoyles quickly copied from the back bread, spread out in a frontal formation, and bite the griffin's tail tightly. Kaio made several sharp turns and dives, and still could not shake off these flexible opponents. . Catoli then turned around and raised the crossbow. After estimating the wind speed and airflow, the trigger was pulled lightly. The next moment, the arrow was accurately nailed to the target's eyebrow, and the undead in the arrow screamed and fell to the ground.

There are five more ... the girl is thinking about it, but she suddenly looks up as if pinned-a huge shadow is covering herself in the cold-the ice of the undead dragon spit out.

Kaiou had responded before the owner had given instructions. Griffin flapped its wings violently, pulled up its entire body, and then suddenly tilted to one side and flipped. Under the huge air torque, the knight and the horse rolled several times together, barely avoiding the cold white bone. But the crisis has just begun, and the sudden evasive action made Catoli's strong crossbow come out, this time she completely lost the means of long-range attack.

The undead dragon determined that the prey was helpless, so it opened its mouth openly, his sharp teeth almost touching Kao's tail. At this moment, a purple-golden thunderbolt shook from Catoli's wrist—the Jingwang sword bauhinia finally came out of the sheath. This long sword unfolds the nine-stranded blades strung by gold threads, and draws a huge semicircle in the air. The hard dragon scale is chopped like a piece of paper. After the dazzling thunder flashes, the long sword has been cut. Go to the dragon's half row of teeth and the entire chin.

This beautiful slash is enough to seriously hurt the mighty white dragon, but for the undead who died once, the only result of the attack is to bring high anger. The dragon with no chin made an angry roar, and a cold breath permeated the girl's body from behind-the undead dragon planned to launch a new round of vomiting, turning a dumb human who dared to damage his body into a pool of ice water.

Catoli tightened her lips, and the bauhinia in her hand struck again, as if a venomous snake bite at the gargoyle next to it, and the gold cord that walked around the electric light entangled the target in an instant, then slammed at the breathless dragon. This attack cleverly relied on the speed that the gargoyle originally had, and the power was not under the slinger. The white dragon who was hit by a flesh shell on his head immediately lost his balance and planted one head low. The gryphon was able to escape in this gap, quickly flinging off the last few pursuers, and drilling into the densest area of ​​the canopy on the canopy.

After landing, Kaio quickly retracted his wings and at the same time showed his strength as a ground beast. Its strong limbs and sharp claws make it easy to jump on staggered branches, and the petite rider lying on his back is not a burden at all-for this gryphon, Catori's weight is almost zero . After a while in the green leaves, the sky square where the death knight and the apostle fought was finally reflected in the girl's green eyes.

"He's there ..." Catolie saw Roland at first glance, and the girl's voice trembled subtly in an instant, but then revealed the tenacity of determination, "Nothing to hesitate ... we go up, Kay Oh ~! "

The loyal mount gave out a low roar and arched its waist to jump, but the next moment, the branch holding the beast suddenly broke due to overwhelming ~!

With the backtracking of power, the trunk of the World Tree is no longer immortal.

The ritual of Sossus of Ishtoli also entered the final stage.

"You can't use Death Coil anymore, and your body feels a bit sluggish. How are you?" Roland's inquiry was affirmed by other death knights. And his voice did not fall, and the surrounding air had begun to growl slightly.

The cold moon was hidden into the dark, and a large layer of stratum clouds quickly accumulated, forming a huge vortex on the dim sky. Immediately afterwards, a ray of whiter light than the flames formed the center of the whirlpool, and the surrounding area was constantly emitting red-red light streaks, which spread out round after round, and finally lit the entire black night sky.

Everyone can clearly feel the tremendous pressure brought by this power. Whether it is the human heartbeat, the soul rhythm of the undead, or the light in the eyes of the apostles, they have all been hit by this invisible and qualitative energy wave. Messed up. The battlefield where the light shines red cools down in a few seconds, the sword clashes, shouts and roars, and even the sound of the leaves being blown by the wind are frozen, and people can only hear their disordered heartbeat.

The next moment, the crisp sound of the long sword squirt through the sky. A dazzling beam of light radiated from the center of the vortex, like a huge sword of fire that burned away everything that was in front of it, and went straight to the center of the world tree, where the soul stone is!

The sword of the goddess Lucis has been cut into the world, only to destroy the will to try to seal God.

Accompanied by a huge roar of gold and iron fighting, this radiant excalibur was finally stopped in the air 20 meters away from the Temple of Soul-the twelve towers propped up a light blue translucent sphere The light film is densely covered with dark blue elven mantras, and the glare of white hot rays at the junction of the huge blade and this protective cover makes it impossible to face up. The 2,600-meter-high building began to tremble. From the bottom of the base to the top of the square, every component groaned in pain. The tower of Ishtoli was trying its best to resist Louvis. The sword exerts pressure on it.

But just after a short while, the light film became flickering. When the power accumulated in the magic tower was exhausted, the flame sword suddenly lifted up, and then quickly split. A white light flashed, the protective cover shattered in response, the square was divided into two, and the temple of the soul seemed to be a paper-made model, which disappeared in the dazzling light ~!

"No ~!" Roland screamed desperately and pierced the eardrums of the undead.

Ischutli's Soul Stone is now uncovered, completely exposed to this pillar of flames falling from the sky, and the smooth surface of the water crystal has cracked numerous small and deep wounds.

This time ... I will definitely guard Istouli, I must protect the most important people, even in the face of the wrath of the gods! Roland's eyes lit with aqua-colored flames. Regardless of the danger of being burned to ashes, the death knight rushed into the pillar of fire of the sword of punishment, using the body to block the light of the soul.

Compared to Uther's Storm of Light, Louvis was infinitely more powerful. The pendant on Roland's neck is constantly flashing, but it can't resist the hot and overbearing extermination force. The bright silver armor melts when it touches the flame. The hot iron water penetrates into Roland's body, the goddess's. Power tore apart Roland's soul. All the nightmares of the past reappeared in the eyes of the death knight, more realistic than reality, and when the confused consciousness was immersed in the pain of memory, the soul carrying the consciousness was also rapidly disintegrating and fragmenting.

When Roland felt that he was about to gasify, more death knights rushed over, and also covered his own body with the stone of soul, one layer after another-but their flesh was too small, in a blink of an eye, Destroyed, the offensive of the sword of Lucis cannot be delayed at all, and the fragmentation speed of the Soul Stone is still accelerating.

An undead dragon suddenly fell from the sky, covering the death knight and the stone of the soul with a huge body. His membrane wing was burned out in an instant, black smoke was rising from his body, the skeleton gradually peeled off, and his soul gradually collapsed, but the dragon remained silent. Immediately afterwards, more undead dragon moths rushed into this eye-catching flame sword, building a shield of flesh and spirit together with the death knight.

As Isiuto put it— "It ’s not my strength, but your own strength that determines the victory of the Dawn of War, and the result you get will certainly be what you want."

It is hoped that the world will change, so at this moment, the dedicated passersby will at all costs open the way to God for Ishtoli.

For the undead who bear the fire of punishment in the flesh, everything except pain has been stripped. They have no time to pay attention to the changes in the surrounding environment, they cannot observe the rotation of the minute and second hands, and the only thing they can do is quietly wait for the destruction and guard the soul of Ishtoli.

But time still passes.

A line of faint and slender sunlight crossed the top of the mountains and crossed the darkness, like a dazzling fire chain, drawing a golden trajectory in the vast night sky.

Dawn is here ~!

Almost the shattered soul stone trembled, and then in the core of the crystal, a bright orange light suddenly rose, scattering the brilliance that shines on everything. Those lights that are brighter than the fire of God's punishment converge like a tide, and finally form a powerful bow-shaped body-a pair of huge wings that can cover the entire sky ~!

The goddess' wings spread gracefully, but with a single blow, the overbearing flame sword was broken into pieces. In an instant the invisible cages lined around the world tree loosed away, and all the apostles who came into contact with the light became powder that fluttered with the wind. The dense dark clouds were torn and shattered, and the blue sky returned to people's sight.

The whole world shook in the wings of Ishtoli.

Just like a bunch of vines blooming, the pure white aurora curtain that stretches for thousands of miles slowly hangs down, connecting the sky of the whole world. The sparkling surface reflects the first light of the morning, and the light of dawn and Ishtoli The joy passes to every part of the planet.

On the other side of the planet, in the Canados continent, people stopped the sacrifices at night and looked up at the magnificent landscape of the daytime at night; the tauren shaman whispered the ancient spell, and the phosphor powder sprayed in his hand flew to the aurora sky; Under the emperor's peak standing in the Grand Lourdes Arena, the ancient sand dust mixed with the blood of soldiers rolled up a whirlwind.

The distant and cold northern frozen ground, the never-ending cold wind freezes at this time; the dwarves walk out of the dungeon where they live, and experience the long-lost warm sunshine of the Nordson continent; the last Bailong tribe gathers in the quiet graveyard Ode to liberation and blessings to the dead compatriots.

And this land of Lorendan that experienced the battle of the gods, all the sleeping land also woke up. Pope Julian Auguste stood silently on the terrace, staring at the aurora spreading like a tide on the horizon in the distance, like a stone carved statue. The sanctity that is proud of order and justice is plunged into chaos and fear, and even the priests and knights in the Temple of Luvice have their mouths wide open.

"Has Louise failed ... If this goes on, the King's Hall will ..." Julian's tone revealed unwilling anger, and he suddenly turned sharply and ran into the office, violently turning up one calendar after another book. When the contents of the calendar reflected in the eyes of the pope, he finally laughed wildly.

"It's over ... It's over!" The announcement sounded like a **** nightingale.

Luvis's era has come to an end. An invisible hand has rewritten all the calendar books in the world. Yesterday was the Luvis calendar on October 11, 235, but today—the book is impressively written. With "Ishtoli Calendar October 12th" ~!

The dawn at this moment belongs only to Ishtoli.

Today is the dawn of Ishtoli.

The second chapter of Dawn

When the Alliance Army was awake from the weightlessness consciousness, the remnant part of the apostle of Lucis had already escaped. However, human beings have no time to take into account the current situation of the power of the goddess. What they are overwhelmed is the dramatic change in the vision of the world—the world tree is gone, the dead are gone, and even the tens of kilometers wide Shinto is gone. ~! The Yahwe Mountains regained their original appearance, while hundreds of thousands of human warriors were trapped between the rolling hills.

Is everything that has been experienced so far just a nightmare? This idea permeated in an instant. However, the pungent blood smell and the corpse blood that covered the entire field of vision told people that war and death are real.

"Attention, there are enemies!" A paladin shouted, while holding the sword in his hand.

Several ghouls were swaying around, making meaningless sobs in their mouths, and the surrounding soldiers immediately entered the state of war, but their eyes flashed with anxiety-no one knew it was in Ishtunoli After God, what changes will these undead crickets produce.

But nothing happened. In the empty eyes of the ghouls and spider warriors, a trace of the flame of fire was gradually extinguished-the goddess had regained the power given, and the unmotivated body quickly fell silently to the ground.

A rippling ripple of light suddenly appeared, like thousands of waves lingering over the icy corpses. Under the influence of this wonderful power, the corpses of humans and undead began to illusion. Broken limbs, dried blood and ashes left after death, everything that belongs to the deceased's body becomes transparent, as if absorbed water, slowly sinking into the earth. Where they once lay, countless white moon flowers bloomed, blooming in the mountains and mountains, forming a quiet ocean of flowers.

In order to surpass the human war dead and give the undead lynx real rest, Ischutli set up a flower tombstone for them. And the petals flying like snowflakes seemed to be telling people the end of the war.

Roland opened his eyes and stood up slowly. Because he was the first to pounce on the soul stone, he was crushed to the bottom of the crowd, and coupled with the guardianship of the "Eternal Light", the goddess Olin became the only survivor, and the broken body was shining in the wings. It was reborn, and even the bright silver armor that had been melted was renewed.

At this moment, countless snowflake-like lights were flying beside him, as if a group of sleepless fireflies-the attack of Luvith burned nearly a thousand death knights, dozens of undead dragons, and presented to Roland's eyes, that is The indomitable souls of those who died. The blessings of Ishtoli brought rest to the minds of the war dead, and their will condensed into stars, slowly rising, until they crossed the purple clouds and entered the endless and deep sky.

Well, here is the divine realm. Looking up at the colorful stars, Roland smiled softly.

Ishtoli became the **** of this world, gained enough power to change the times, and my agreement with her finally reached ... Next ...

"Roland ~!" A clear and bright voice interrupted the death knight's thoughts, and the callee turned around and stared silently at the petite figure opposite the broken square.

Compared to Catoli in the memory of the Dark Eagle, the entities that can be touched in front are slightly subtle but cannot be ignored. The girl's pretty black hair was already shoulder-length, her ruddy cheeks had lost a lot, and beside her was a fierce beast—Roland knew the name of the griffin, and knew that its former master had made great Merit.

But the soul that touched the death knight's soul was the other's eyes. The emerald pupils were no longer as clear as spring water, but were as hot as flames. They were swept by the invisible lightning in thunderclouds. It was Roland's familiar look-exactly the same as his former self.

She will look like this, all because of you, Roland Strevef. The passerby told himself in a cold tone. Look at those eyes. Even if you use killing and blood to quench your thirst, the fire of hate contained in it will one day destroy the host.

However, at least there is still a chance to make up for it ...

The corner of Roland's mouth raised slightly, not even he noticed. The death knight paused, then strode closer to Catori, and stopped until he was ten meters away from the opponent.

"Look at the sky. This is the place where the Three Realms overlap. It belongs to the realm of God." Roland opened his mouth heavily, the black cape fluttered in the wind, like a banner that never fell down. "The battle of dawn has ended, and Ishtoli has become With a new deity, Luvis, who lost the world tree, could only hide somewhere in this world, hoping to remain undiscovered for a few more years ... but it didn't make much sense. "

"Roland Streve, you should be very clear, I didn't come here as a follower of Luvis." Cattoli repeated the other's name, "I must end what happened with you all."

"If hesitation is still there, it will lead to death," the death knight's voice was cold and abnormal. "Are you ready?"

"I've been waiting for this time to come." The girl's answer was short and powerful. She immediately made a gesture, and the griffins obediently left the two of them and walked to the southern end of the sky square. It seemed to be the referee of this duel. .

"It does seem to have made up its mind." Roland nodded, pulling out the frost lost behind him, and the huge sword edge quenched a narrow cold light beside the sword holder. "Come on, the soldier should use a sword Talking. "

As soon as the words fell, Katori's long sword had been scabbard and shot at each other like lightning—Bauhinia and Fire Devil's whip are completely different. It does not rely on physical force to obtain kinetic energy, but follows the master's Will attacking arbitrarily-even if blocked with a weapon like Frost Wing, the blade can be turned back to fight back like a living snake in an instant, leaving no breathing time at all.

But this Jingwang sword could not stop Roland's pace. The death knight is like a peregrine falcon traveling between electric light and flint. Even if it is occasionally forced to the dead end of the power grid, the sharp and rapid attack of the sword is enough to make a siege, but in a blink of an eye, the black figure came to Catoli . Frost's wrapped frost blade slashed sharply, bringing a blue light in the target's eyes.

The girl flashed the blow sideways, but the broad arc of light suddenly turned in direction before hitting the ground, changing from longitudinal to sweeping, blocking the waist to the girl who jumped in the air-and long ago, on the wall of the city of Beringdin The moves are almost exactly the same, but this time, the speed and strength of the attack have soared, and the defenders have long been prepared-the Bauhinia combined to successfully seal the frost track.

Even though he was mentally prepared and buffered by weapons, Roland ’s overbearing attack was still not to be underestimated. Under the powerful impulse, Catoli's petite body was suddenly ejected for several meters. But the moment she landed, the girl had returned to balance.

"You haven't mastered Yunyao, and even swordsmanship is very rigid. Bauhinia is not so useful." The death knight's tone still has no trace of emotion. "Do you want to defeat the legendary dark eagle at this level? ? "

"No need to talk nonsense here!" The girl gritted her teeth, turned her wrist violently, and interrupted the other person's words with action.

The bauhinia danced and sprinkled a large purple-golden thunderbolt towards Roland, as if a hurricane that was dying and dying, enveloped its prey tightly in the shadow of the sword. However, no matter how tricky the attack angle of Katoli and how often the speed changes, her attack still can't hurt Roland by a penny. The great blue sword is swirling and dancing under the control of the dark eagle. It was like an impenetrable iron wall, swinging every sword the girl uttered.

After a few rounds, the offensive built by Jinsuo and Jiudian Blade was finally torn open. Roland saw the opportunity, the sword was cut off by wind, and a bright arc of light swept towards Catoli. There was no room for manoeuvring. The girl had to hold the sword with both hands to block it. However, the strong sword did not cause any lag, but just slightly sideways.

Catoli's pace was suddenly chaotic, a cut was cut on her left shoulder, and blood was slowly leaking out of it. The death knight looked in his eyes, but did not take the opportunity to storm, instead withdrew his sword and opened his distance.

"What's the taste of pain?" The flame in Roland's eyes trembled slightly. "Knowing that I'm not my opponent, or do you want to fight at all costs? This level of‘ finishing ’will only ruin you.”

"Shut up, what qualifications do you have to teach here !?" Catoli's words trembled, and the girl tried to suppress the fluctuating mood and retorted loudly, "You are not only an avenger, but also a shameful betrayer ~! Now I'm just pretending to tell the truth, are you trying to soften my resolve, or just to paralyze your own conscience? "

"I see ..." Roland replied slowly. "That being the case, then give you a chance." After he said that he had taken a step forward, Frost's sword point was exactly the standard posture of a knight's spike-Zakar Now that Tori is already injured, if she continues to fight attrition, the result will be very obvious, but Roland is willing to give up her advantage and insist on a victory.

That's right ... Only by defeating me from the front can you get real relief, right? Roland Strevef, do you think so? Catoli stopped talking, clasped her pale lips, and flicked her wrists. The bauhinia, which was divided into nine sections, instantly "sniffed" into a dazzling long-sword.

She no longer intends to use the power of Jing Wang Jian, but decides to simply win with speed and destroy the enemy in the gap swept by Frost. The girl clasped her arms with both hands, and the cold blade looked like a thunderbolt, and Roland was enveloped by the murderous radiating from above. The death knight on the opposite side still maintained the stabbing position of the sword. His great sword was like his man, like a towering mountain, standing proudly.

A sneer rose from the corner of Catoli's mouth. The sword was like electricity. The speed was so high that the wind could not be seen. The bauhinia's sharp edge pierced Roland's chest. Everything happened only in the blink of an eye, but for the two within the confrontation distance, the short moment was as long as a lifetime.

Sure enough ... Still not working? The girl thought desperately.

Frost's time and angle are all extremely precise. She can't escape at all. If she doesn't retreat, she will become another soul under the sword. However, even if she knew it, she still pierced the sword forward, and her body leaned forward, as if she slammed into the tip of Roland's sword.

The stagnant air was torn apart by the light stimulated by the bauhinia, making a faint whistling sound, and the blade close to it was like bloodthirsty fangs. However, in the pupil of the death knight's color, what is more dazzling is the desperate flame in the girl's eyes, and the simple eyes are like a fragile and sharp razor, cutting the soul of Roland little by little.

The next moment, the frozen time between the two flowed again.

The sword finally tasted the blood.

Roland actually deflected the sword body at the last moment, causing Frost's blade to pass through Catoli's hair tip ~!

The bauhinia penetrated through the chest of the death knight from the front. Under the action of huge inertia, the king sword did not stop until it entered the hilt. Catori had already slammed into Roland's arms. From a distance, the two seemed to be hugging, but the dark-stained long sword protruding from the back of the deceased's ridge looked extra dazzling.

Catoli finally realized what was going on, and she looked up at Roland, their eyes mingling together.

"Why?" The girl murmured after a while. The death knight tried to speak, but before he answered, his body softened. Under the incineration of the strong current, he fell weak on his knees and fell to the ground.

"Roland ~!" Cattoli, who had returned to her knees, quickly knelt down, panickingly trying to pull out the bauhinia, but the action was stopped by him-Roland grabbed her hand tightly, and the body of the undead was Cold, the girl felt a burning sting.

"Because ... only then will you be willing to open your heart again." Roland deliberately looked away and turned his head to one side. "Death and destruction may not make up for the sad past, but doing so will surely make You step out of the shadows of memory. If it's Catoli ... there will be no problem. "

When the death knight said this, the huge wound on his chest was flooding with blood, but his expression remained calm-after all, the undead would not feel the pain that only the talent possessed.

However, the young girl could clearly see the sad and sad marks passing through those aqua eyes.

"I am a sinful man, at all costs for personal revenge, it is your presence that awakens me. Without your example, maybe the dark eagle can only linger in confusion and pain, thank you, card Tori. "Roland's words were interrupted by coughing from time to time." Please don't blame Ishtoli, it's all my fault ... Avengers like the Dark Eagle have no qualifications to intervene in the life of a girl, but I But approached you knowingly that I would betray, I'm sorry ... "

"It's not for an agreement with Flora or anyone else ... I've always wanted to apologize to you, I'm really sorry." The death knight no longer concealed his painful eyes, but just stared straight at the girl.

"What are you talking about! If you go on like this ... let me have a sword ..." Cattoli's tone was crying.

"The time of Luvis is over. Ishtouli has become a new god. I believe she can change this declining world. And you should live well because the next time belongs to your age. "Roland put his hand into the broken breastplate, and carefully took out the pendant that glowed with warmth." This is the 'Long Distant Light'. It is filled with love and thoughts. It has been guarding me forever, and later Will guard you. "

The death knight put the teardrop-like treasure into the girl's palm, as if she noticed the master's decision. The light of the distant lamp suddenly rose and made a sad sound, but Roland just shook his head.

"I've lived too long for a death knight who fulfilled his wishes. Farewell, Cattoli ... Farewell, Ishtoli."

Immediately after the death knight let go of the pendant, the long-suppressed thunderbolt on the bauhinia gushed out immediately, tearing through the victims as a rolled storm. And until the last moment, the deceased with aqua pupils still kept a calm expression.

"Roland? Roland ~!" Catoli opened her arms to hug him, but couldn't catch the ashes flying wildly in the air. After the flash of thunder and lightning, only a pile of distorted pieces of armor remained on the ground, and Frost 斜 solitaryly slanted into the dark ground, as if tombstone made by frost.

The Dark Eagle ... No, Roland ... Is it dead? Cattolic felt that her head was blank, but her tears burst out uncontrollably. The girl just stared at the empty square in front of her, and finally couldn't help covering her face with her hands and weeping.

Why was hatred devouring reason, why didn't he realize his decision earlier?

It turned out that this time was really lost all.

"Katoli?" A silver bell came from behind her, and she turned subconsciously, so that beautiful figure with dark hair and green eyes reflected in the eyes of mortals.

Suddenly, the oil painting in the Capital of the Star came to Catoli's mind and overlapped with the woman in front of her, she couldn't help shouting: "A long time !?"

"No, I'm Ishtoli." The other person's answer surprised her, and Catori found that not far away, Kaio had fallen respectfully on the ground, her head still and motionless-even the proud Dragons Will be subdued before the power of God, not to mention a young griffin?

Is this ... God? The girl stood idly, then suddenly rushed forward as if remembering something, grabbing Ishtoli's hand.

"Roland is your death knight, isn't it? Since you are a god, would you please save him?" Catoli's voice suddenly choked. "I know I don't have the right to request, but ... no matter what, Whatever it takes ... "

"Oulin has reached an agreement, so I have no reason to leave him. Can you give him a living goal?" The goddess looked directly at the other pair of emerald eyes.

"..." Cattoli bowed her head silently.

"Oulin has been hurt a lot, and he has also hurt a lot of people. In order to regain your heart, he did not hesitate to destroy himself, but how can everything be saved for those who have died? "Ischutli's words revealed a helpless desolation." The scarred soul can never be relieved, so even if he stays, it will not help. Resting may be Olin's only choice. "

"But why did he leave the living person and just walk away like that?" The girl's eyes went red again. "I said a lot of good things ..."

"No, Olin still exists in this world." The goddess shook her head, and the next moment, the frost that slanted into the ground suddenly levitated, and then flew to the face of Ishtoli, engraved in The line of elf text on the sword is scattering rippling colors.

Forged in the name of God, you are innocent.

"It's not just‘ the distant lights ’guarding Olin. Because he is also the most important person to me.” The goddess smiled softly, and her slender fingers stroked the line of text. Her words lightened Catolie's eyes.

"Is Roland alive?" The girl's confirmation was careful, as if she was afraid the other person would give a negative answer.

"It can't be said to be 'alive', he just ... went to a far, faraway place." Ishtoli's eyes were hazy and floated towards the end of the earth. As she said, Shu spread her white wings on her back, and the light entity flickered slightly, sending her into the deep sky.

In the sky garden, the last two thousand death knights knelt on one knee, waiting for the **** of the new age to hand them their blessings; the Lich stood silently, burning joy and desire in the cold eyes; giant The dragons perched on the branches of the crown of the world's trees, staring silently at the wings that illuminate the beings of the Three Realms; and looking from the position of Catoli, Ishtoli seemed to be standing in the center of the stars.

"You can hear the voices of the whole world ... love, hate, life, death, joy, sadness, pride, loss, hope, despair ... all wills can be clearly felt." Ischutto whispered softly, Looking down at the vast land that belongs to the gods. The rolling hills stand out from the twilight, the blue river winds around the earth, and the colorful stars surround it. "Yes, I have finally become a god. Although it is not complete, one day, the world will be denied stagnation, Definitely progress. "

"At that time, my obsession could be realized, and I heard Feng Zheng tell like that."

Death Knight Second Dawn

Finish

Light and Shadow

This is a piece of land that has been silent for many years, and may have been abandoned by people around the world. Here, except for the cold moonlight, only the tombstones can be seen. However, today it is a little different. A transferred square suddenly appeared in front of the gate of the cemetery. The surging arcane power restored everything that was forgotten to a short glory.

Out of the circle are two mysterious visitors. The front guide had short silver hair and a cold flame burning in his pupils. When this figure in a black robe passed through the tombstones, it was like a ghost who wandered on the cemetery by birth. Of the person. Followed by a beautiful human woman, the breeze stroking her long golden hair, the hazy moonlight reflected her blue eyes, but the most striking thing was the one she was carrying. Handle weapon.

It was a huge two-handed sword. Although the blade was covered by the cape, its length could be estimated from the protruding part of the hilt—perhaps more than the height of the holder himself. Heavy, not to mention the situation when wielding a battle.

As she walked through the ruined gate, the human woman suddenly turned her back and gestured, and then a mighty beast emerged from the lurking darkness, near the master's side.

"Keo, wait for me in the nearby forest, and I will come over soon." The female swordsman softly ordered the griffin. The other party immediately screamed, then spread its wide wings and flew into the quiet sky.

"Richard, take a closer look. The sky in Canados and Lorendan are really similar." The woman said with emotion as the griffin left.

"That's because the latitude here is basically the same as that on the other side," the Lich explained briefly. "This is the southern continent of Canados. One hundred and fifty kilometers to the east is the famous Lourdes, in Renas. At that time, it was called the "Holy Capital". Although the city is not as good as it used to be, it is still the most prosperous area in the entire continent. "

"So here?" Sensitive women noticed the shake in the other's words.

"Is this here?" Richard looked to the end of the cemetery. "About 300 years ago, this place was called the" Sage of the Sages ". It was a cemetery where famous mages were buried, but I am afraid it has become abandoned today. Wasteland. "

"But your teleportation point is set up here." The other party asked relentlessly. "You have not set foot in the Canadian continent for nearly a century, and you have cancelled almost all teleportation points. You will actually keep this abandoned cemetery. Why is the beacon of the square array transferred? "

"... Faithhide, I have to admit that your insight is unusual." The Lich sighed. "Come with me." He said, striding forward.

The two walked in the cemetery for a long time, and finally stood in front of a simple tombstone.

"A friend of mine is buried here," Richard said with deep memory, "in an age when knowledge was imprisoned, she was just as eager to inquire into the secrets of magic in her. And, without her, Self-sacrifice, I can't stand here ... Maybe I died in a magic accident three hundred years ago? "

"Is it ... a lover?" The woman called Fayi asked cautiously.

"Who knows what would happen if there wasn't that accident?" The Lich answered with a rhetorical question. "But I believe you might be interested in her. Read the name carved on the tombstone."

"Alice Streff ..." The girl read it again, and the next moment, her voice trembled suddenly, "Alice Streff? Same as Roland's last name ~ !?"

"Although there is no firm evidence, I think Alice is indeed one of Roland's ancestors. Look, you now know one more thing about Roland."

This sentence made Fa Yan's face slightly hot.

"But no matter how you understand it, it is useless. Understanding a person from the side is really different from actually meeting that person." Richard looked at each other meaningfully. "While looking at Roland face to face, you want to What did you say to him? "

"Say something?" The beautiful woman lowered her head involuntarily. "I have experienced a lot in the past seven years. If I can, I would like to talk to him about happy things and sad things, every thing I want. To share with him ... "

"But the most important thing is," Faye raised his head and looked up at the vast starry sky. The little golden star called "lover" was shining somewhere in the sky. "I want to tell him that I miss him endlessly."

"This year is the seventh year of the Ishtoli calendar, which is the eighth year after the new dawn." A frustrated voice said slowly, "guys, after long-term planning and preparation, this year should be a strategic implementation At the critical moment, and ... when it must be implemented, we have no choice. "

Lake Casellier is located in the central part of the mainland. It used to have a bustling town long ago, but after a huge catastrophe, it became the deepest freshwater lake in Canados. Only the remains at the bottom of the lake record the ancient history. . For hundreds of years, the wreckage of a building that has been sleeping under kilometers of water has never been disturbed-except for some mysterious projections that come regularly.

At this moment, the water in this hall has been squeezed out by magic. In the room illuminated by magic candles, there is an ice sculpture round table and five chairs, each of which has a magic projection. These magical projections look like black fog, and when they gather, they can't see their faces at all, as mysterious as the real body behind them.

However, the shadow of the first speech just now is obviously more authoritative than the other four-not only is his chair wider, but there is also a silent magic projection behind him.

"Ishtoli may have noticed our existence, so that's the way to take it-don't recruit any believers, and don't reveal the true purpose of God to anyone except the Guards." The chief speaker carefully Looking back, "In addition, our relative power in Lorendan was relatively weak, so we failed to take measures in time. It was not until the other party became a **** that she discovered that her ultimate goal was to find the" end "."

"But we have also been preparing for seven years, and now is a great time ~! Seven years ago, the death knights were scattered on several continents and searched each other, but now they have all poured into Canados. This It's no coincidence and it's definitely not a tactic to strike the west. The last son of the star is obviously on the land of Canados ~! And in this land, almost all the forces are affected by us. We can directly ... " Shadow began to speak, but stopped halfway through-the chief speaker waved slightly.

"You are wrong, 'Black Knight'. Our power is limited to covert manipulation, not confrontation. The power of the Death Knight is by no means comparable to ordinary human beings. Besides, Ishtoli has also become a true god, so he must be more cautious. The chief speaker paused, and then asked, "'Mage,' how many undead now come to Kanados?"

"Nearly two thousand death knights and seventy-three Lichs. They lurk scattered all over the place, but they have a tight communication network. Once they have found the sons of the stars, I believe they will converge in a short time." Answering the shadow of the "Mage", "It is very regrettable that we can monitor less than half of the total number of enemies. It is almost impossible to destroy them. As a counselor, I am only good at balancing forces, not instigating them. war."

"It's enough. I found an ally. He is very dangerous, but he can provide a lot of help." The chief speaker nodded. "It is not necessary to disclose too much about this, but I will first resort to the 'clown 'the power of."

The second shadow on the right lowered his head respectfully.

"As for the three of you, the" Black Knight ", the" Mage "and the" King ", please continue to monitor at the moment. At a critical moment, I will ask you to use all your power to completely eliminate your opponents under the circumstances of local superiority." Speaker Speaking in a firm tone, despite the nothingness in front of him, the other five people can still feel the attachment from the other side.

"Our goal is only one, kill‘ end. ’Never let Ishtoli ’s wish come true!”

the conference has ended. The shadows disappeared into the air one by one, the magical fading faded, the lake poured into the room, melting the tables and chairs, and everything returned to silence. However, the huge undercurrent hidden in the mainland still flows tirelessly, trying to change something that mortals cannot touch.

That being called Destiny.