Death Knight

At that moment, endless thunderclouds passed by Faye Xidai's eyes. She stared at the youth intently, as if she had been completely caught by the light of the floating water in the other's eyes. There is no expression on the pretty face of the girl, but it is also the richest and most vivid expression.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to overhear." Roland tried to break the embarrassment between the three with old-fashioned dialogue, and he climbed up with a whisper. "Because I want to come for lunch, it will only happen." It happened by chance. And I didn't hear it ... "

"Don't you hate me?" The Gryphon Knight interrupted each other, and asked suddenly.

"Because you're the one who killed 'Roland'?" The youth with aquatic pupils asked carefully, then shook his head with a serious expression, "I don't know what you said to Oluha, although I don't know you What happened to another 'Roland', but for me, only the present and the future need to be considered. "

"What's more ..." Roland said with a smile, "Did you just save my life? Even if you stepped back and considered it, it was equalized?"

"Yes." Faye lowered his head.

How many times has Roland saved himself in precious memories? It can no longer be calculated, but I can feel the mood when he is with him-peace of mind and warmth.

"Thank you for borrowing my sword, or you will die twice in a day." The other party smiled, and then handed the epee with a blue light in both hands, but the girl shook her head and pulled it slightly away. And youth.

"I'm just the guardian of Frost Wing. When it returns to the master's hand, the mission will end, just that." The clear voice said without emotion, "You are the owner of this sword for granted, it should It's up to you. "

Faye Xidai subconsciously put her hand on her chest, feeling the familiar atmosphere from the pendant, and then silently gazed at the figure in front of her, thinking about it.

Pale gold's long hair is neatly tied behind his head. The water-like pupils occasionally appear confused, but they can't hide any shadows clearly-maybe they are in their twenties. At that time, Roland Strevef had not encountered a long time. For him, fighting was only a means to prove his own strength, and the sorrow hidden in the blood was impossible to realize. Although carefree, such a blade is fragile, and maybe one day it will fall into endless darkness.

However, this time will never let that tragedy happen again.

Do you feel scared? Do you feel lonely? What does losing memory mean to you and still be able to live well? Have you found your own belief? For the people you value ... Have you taken good care of them?

Fa Yan opened his mouth slightly, but in the end he took these inquiries into mind and didn't say a word. The girl knew that if she really asked, she might never be able to leave again.

If only I could do it again. The girl suddenly felt that tears were gushing in her eyes. Before crying uncontrollably, she jumped back quickly and fell to the ground in Roland and Oluha's exclaim.

The gryphon lying on the ground had already shaken its wings, and flew up to catch its master steadily. Then, the huge beast with wings flew back and forth through the dense greenery, breaking away from the shackles of trees and the gravity of the ground, and then straight into the sky, leaving only a small black in the eyes of the people on the ground Point, in the end, even this black spot is submerged in the endless sky.

"It's awful, I can't even say goodbye with a smile ..." The human girl crouched on the back of the mount and finally cried out, "I'm awful ..."

"She's determined to leave, it's useless to stay." After looking up at the sky for a long time, Roland said to himself, and then sighed subconsciously.

"Is Roland going to chase?" The serious tone in Oluha's tone showed that she was not joking, and then the elf suddenly added, "In fact, you have been from the beginning and overheard all the conversation, haven't you? "

"How do you ...!" The young man opened his mouth in surprise, unable to explain a word of excuse.

"Compared with the master swordsman's grasp of the surrounding atmosphere, the magical range of the magic is much larger and more accurate. And ..." The girl smiled with a playful and gratifying smile, "Maybe it is because you are more Get closer to Roland, the paladin I know, not Roland, the death knight? So, if you lie, it will be easy to detect. "

"Thank you for reminding." The other side wiped the cold sweat on his forehead guilty. "But is it all right?"

"Eagle cannot be kept in a cage, otherwise it will even forget to fly. Someone told me so long ago." The elf replied in a missed tone. "Falun is very gentle and considerate, but I know, Roland Never accept a planned life, especially after hearing about it, don't you? "

"Yes!" Roland smiled a little embarrassed, but his voice was firm and unusual.

After a moment of silence, the young man spoke again. A wonderful light flashed in his eyes: "Although I just said very beautifully, 'The past has nothing to do with me,' but when I held the sword, although there was no Anything related to memory appears, but it does feel the strong feelings of boarding ... "

"Angry, sadness, hatred, escape, remorse, and love, each of them can be touched as if they were physical, but in addition to these, there are other feelings, perhaps even the owner of the sword did not notice it?" Youth Stroking the frosty cold blade with my hand, the overflowing cold air reflected the words on the sword, "That is deep regret and nostalgia. The person who existed before me must still have something to do, his soul. I'm exhausted, so I can no longer take into account distant targets ... but for me without memory, it may be the reason for the sword and existence. "

"But maybe it isn't." Roland shook his head and denied his earlier assertion. "But no matter what, I should try to understand and make my own choice."

"So, go and find your goal. Wherever Roland goes, I am willing to accompany you, as promised." The elf girl stared at each other earnestly, and the clear eyes like spring water made the youth His heart pounded.

"Well, let's do it together," said the other, smiling happily.

The news that the Blood Rose Knights and the Death Knights were head-on and defeated has been returned to Lourdes, but at the same time, a detailed battle report written by the Black Knights was placed in another city thousands of miles away. . Its name is Bar Martin.

As one of the most famous cities in the northern continent of Canados, Freeport Bar Martin has the deepest water port with the most complete facilities in the continent, a comprehensive chamber of commerce system and extensive freight roads, plus almost negligible taxation. Here is simply A rich paradise overnight.

Although the rolling White Rock Mountains separate Freeport from the two empires of Sofia and Riddle, driven by interests, even the magnificent nature cannot stop human desires. In fact, almost every country has its own intricate circle of influence in Barmartin. These organizational webs are intertwined without a rule like a discarded yarn. At the critical moment, a subtle power chain like a cobweb is Suddenly twisted into a noose, and then silently put on the neck of a poor worm or victim.

The person who knows how to use the information from the cobweb and has sufficient power to act is the actual master of Freeport. In the era of the decline and rise of the empire, the aristocracy of the Sofia Empire has disappeared. The Duke of the Riddle Empire only controls the daytime. The only thing that can truly awe people is the darkness at night and the thieves' union hidden in the darkness.

Today, however, this huge organization with a history of hundreds of years is messed up-although on the surface everything is calm as usual.

"Well, that's all for today's meeting, you can leave." In the hall made of square stones, sitting at the right side of the long table, the middle-aged man in black summarized briefly. Along with this sentence, the other top members of the Rogue Union all showed relief and were ready to get up and leave.

But before that, they have one more thing to do--

"Anytime and anywhere, the Lord who can serve the great shadow is the glory of our lives ~!" The participants stood up at the same time, put their right hands on their left shoulders, and shouted in unison.

How ridiculous, how stupid, I swear I must kill this **** someday ~!

Although it was not the first time that they shouted in unison, there was still a feeling of nausea in everyone's heart. No matter how foolish it is to gather all the top executives of the organization every month for a boring, contrived meeting, the slogan of half-knight and no-knight is enough to make these top thieves curse their lives. But they couldn't resist, even with their eyes, because the thieves were very aware of the iron rule of the world's weak meat and strong food, and the unparalleled strength of the new union leader at the front of the long table.

No one knows where the current union leader came from. This giant with flame-like hair and eyes seemed to emerge from lava. When the current union leader--the man in black sitting on the right--Jack Weir announced a few months ago that the entire union would be taken over by a big man called Walter Water, few people were willing to believe, either No one wants to accept it. But when the thieves looked at each other with gloomy and sharp eyes, this man with a stiff face silenced everyone with only one finger, and forever gave up his plan to extract the poisoned dagger.

At that time, he took a candle from the candlestick, and then started ejecting with his index finger. Before the thieves had time to react and evade, the wax wax that had been ejected had been nailed into their foreheads like steel balls, and then pierced through the back of the head. By the time a candle was played, half of the 16 senior union leaders had fallen, and brains and blood had flowed to the ground.

The thieves still don't know his identity, but they understand it a little—mortals have only choice to obey or die before him.

The next day, the new system was released to every member. The Barmartin Thieves' Union, which has been run by Jack Weir for decades, changed hands in just a few days, and even Jack himself became Walter's.

"Very well, go, my servant, bring more wealth to your masters!" Walter, who professed to be the "lord of the shadows," answered with a playful smile, and then poised gracefully Wave your hand.

After all the thief bosses resigned respectfully from the meeting room, the new boss sighed with satisfaction: "This tycoon game with gangster elements is really fun. I have to admit once again that the toy you gave me It's funny, 'clown'. "

Dahan deliberately prolonged the title of the former union leader and observed it with mischievous eyes, but Jack Weir's expression was still dull.

"That title is not suitable for use here." The other side said in a low voice. "And there is not much time to play now. The plan to **** Kelina Ruby has failed. We must quickly reach the entrance of the Moon City to stop it. Those death knights, or follow them into the overlapping realm of this world and the spirit world. "

"Oh?" The red-haired giant's answer was unusually short. "Good luck, then."

"What?" The middle-aged man was confused by this unexpected answer, and he stunned for a few seconds. "Aren't you going with me?"

"Now Water is just a poor player who is addicted to the game of Monopoly, and there are no cheats available ... The time to stay in this world is precious, I ca n’t bear to waste, you still have to find someone to help "When the giant man said this sentence in a slightly serious tone, I believe that any listener would be able to bear it, but Jack couldn't laugh, and a little anger flashed through his pure black pupil.

"But we have an agreement ..."

"Shut up, clown. Do you think that a small toy like the Thieves' Union can satisfy me? At best, it only allows me to touch fish in muddy waters ~ not to mention!" Besides, suddenly narrowing his eyes, he got close to the other side, a rich attack Sexual behavior forced Jack to retreat several meters, and the shadow under his feet was instantly turbulent. "Don't think that you have a backstage, then you are qualified to lie in front of me."

"Although the forms are the same, the gap between you and me is absolute. You must be clear about your position." The red-haired giant sat back comfortably in his chair, quite proud of his pun. Jack Witt also calmed down after this fleeting crisis and stood quietly thinking.

A few seconds later, the man known as the "clown" finally made the decision: "I see. I will set off on my own and communicate your decision to that person."

"Please, please." The leader of the Thieves' Union watched the clown leave the room, passing a sly flame in his eyes.

"Is it the capital of the moon? That kind of rural place ... hey, everyone will be surprised ~!" Walter said to himself, and suddenly laughed. The laughter seemed like a harsh command, forcing the candles in the room to dance reluctantly, just like the thief leaders who had to bow their knees.

Even knowing that the calamity would be looming, Karina walked out of the moon capital and used her prayers optimistically. Although the goddess ultimately ruthlessly destroyed this woman who was eager to change the world with her own power, her name passed on forever with the legend, as if she had left countless wonders for the world.

Now one of them—Kelina Ruby—is in Richard's palm. Karina was once a member of the Moon Capital, and her blood could open the door to the Moon Capital. Therefore, the gem that contained Karina's blood became a key. Thanks to this gem, the death knights can enter the realm of overlap with the spirit world and find the last power belonging to Ishtoli.

"But we can't act impatiently yet. Be patient." The Lich looked around at the audience while playing with gems.

Arthas turned the spellbook at the table absently. Six high-level liches including Elektra and nine other knight captains stood neatly around the tent, which was originally owned by Hard Conspicuously empty, the gap in the black hole is like a bottomless ice cave, and the cold air emanating from it makes the death knights feel the depression that cannot be ignored.

"In the past few years, their indirect interference has disrupted many plans, but we did not expect that we would lose so much for the first head-to-head confrontation. In order to obtain this key, a total of 52 death knights and five lichs were sacrificed. ... more than the sum of the past seven years. "Richard, who had always relaxed easily, frowned, and then stared at the silent Elektra." And it was because of Roland's relationship. "

When he heard that name, the head of the Frozen Crown Knights couldn't help but snorted, but Richard didn't care, and continued to analyze with a calm but solemn voice.

"If Roland was not present, you would have killed the poor Free Army. In this way, not only would you suffer huge losses due to lack of buffers during the breakout, but you would also be carried into the other side carefully because of lack of information. Trap. Through scouting after the incident, we found that there was even a large-scale blockade on the border of the dark forest, which is obviously designed for high-level liches, if you really rush in ... "

"It's all gone ..." Elektra's shoulders trembled. "Kelina Ruby will fall into the enemy."

"Yes. I believe this is their true goal." The other side nodded. "Although the reasons are not clear, these people are indeed hostile to the goddess. From the strategic layout, their power has penetrated Sofia. With the two empires of Riddle, I am afraid it is the same in the north of the mainland. So we must be very cautious ... if we just enter the capital of the moon ... "

"Perhaps the 'end' we are looking for is also in danger."

The icy words of the Lich passed through the stagnant air, and then penetrated directly into the body of the deceased, and infiltrated their souls. The unstoppable suffocation caused the breathing movements of the undead to stop instantly, and even the sound of Alsace's flipping book disappeared.

But after a few seconds, the friction of the pages sounded again and again.

"If you are so worried, you can kill them all?" Arthas glanced at his old partner with his pair of fiery red pupils. "Anyway, we have a clear goal now. The knight who killed Hard was called what?"

"Head of the Blood Rose Knights of the Sofia Empire, Fabero Delitan."

"It should be possible to get some information from that guy. Even if it is simply killed, Sofia will no longer be used by the enemy. Isn't it good? Because he can't get the ruby ​​relationship, he will definitely come again. This pair It's an opportunity for us. "

"You're right. Fabello's style is not cautious enough, and too strong, we can try to isolate him and then end the battle before the enemy's reinforcements arrive." Richard said, chanting a short and short The rapid spell, then, the clear and realistic shadow of the dark forest zoomed out before the crowd like a map.

"Very good!" Arthas smiled with satisfaction. "You know that the King of Dragons and Dragons Ghost Slash and I have quite a relationship, and it has more to do with this handle Yunyao." Speaking of here, death A cold light suddenly flashed through the knight's burning pupil, "I can't wait to see 'Old Friends'."

While the undead were planning their tactics against the magic map, the Blood Rose Knights were not idle. Nearly 40,000 troops build semi-permanent bunkers on the outskirts of the dark forest. These sturdy cylindrical buildings can not only provide soldiers with a relatively safe defensive environment, but also an important strategic base. If the Knights need to enter the forest, In that case, the consolidation of the rear front must be guaranteed.

However, this step-by-step strategy can only enable him to win in ordinary wars, but it can absolutely not prevent the death knight. Fabero also knows this. The reason the Black Knight ordered the soldiers to continue the project was because he didn't know what to do while waiting for the next command.

There was no surprise on the part of Greater Lourdes. The incompetent and dull king just sent a nobleman who had never been on the battlefield to serve as an overseer in order to show punishment. However, Fabero knew that the reason why such a disastrous defeat could be underestimated was not because he was a celebrity in front of kings and princes, but because of the influence of "that person" everywhere.

Similarly, the true verdict of the Black Knight will also be announced by that person.

But a whole week has passed, why are there still no news, no orders, and no punishment? Fappello was lying in disgrace in the command post just built, thinking as much as possible while ignoring the pain from his shoulders.

Just as Playboy blamed herself, the shadow cast by the clouds suddenly twisted sharply. The black knight jumped up from the bench, but the next moment, a pure black dagger was already pressed on his neck. Through the blade, which had no thickness at all, the strong force transmitted from the opposite side forced Fapelo to sit back again.

"You are too slack now, Black Knight." The other side slowly evaluated, and the short black blade between the words had melted into the outline of the blade holder, as if it were really just a shadow cast by light, "Do n’t It's the right thing to be discouraged by a failure, and to focus all your energy on winning rather than confessing failure. "

"Don't preach with this casual tone to me after the sneak attack ~" The other side touched his neck and then answered with frustration.

"You still have room for improvement, be patient, Fabello." Although it was only a black outline, the knight who was called out felt that the other was smiling.

"Come on, you didn't come here to say that, did you?" The black knight interrupted melancholy, "tell me, what should I do next? What is my punishment?"

"Punishment is just a means of training. At the moment of entering the war, such things are meaningless. Take this." He said, taking out a bottle of dark golden potion from his nothingness body, and gently Lost it, "It's good for your shoulder injury."

"Keep yourself in the best shape, and then wait." The low voice continued, "The death knights haven't revealed any flaws, and it's unwise to attack rashly."

"But when are you going to wait?" The other side held the healing medicine and asked.

"Wait until I appear in front of you again. At that time, my master will arrive here with 'Mage' and 'That person', hoping to achieve a fatal blow and completely crush Ishtoli's goal."

Who will appear? Fabero's whole body trembled. But when the Black Knight opened his mouth to ask something, he found that the entity formed by the shadow had long disappeared into the air, as if it had never existed before.

The moon is hanging high, and tonight is as quiet as usual. Fabero is not worried that the death knights will sneak attack, so it makes no sense-at this stage, the two sides competing are at a delicate balance. Both the death knights and the lurkers who are determined to destroy the goddess have powerful forces hidden from sight; on the other hand, no one can guarantee to completely defeat their opponents in hard-won opportunities. Due to serious concerns, the battles that affected the entire world were temporarily frozen, but once the time was ripe, the fragile peace as thin as ice would be shattered in an instant, and then Shuangyong would end everything in one and only confrontation.

Just like the battle between soldiers, victory and defeat will be fixed in a picture. The Black Knight told himself this, subconsciously holding the spear in his hand.

Unfortunately, the commander in a robe in a tent in a dark forest where the sight of the Black Knights could not pass through, decided to take the exact opposite strategy. The day after Fabero received the order, the scout's urgent report made him a huge joke about the future.

"Master Fabero, the death knight ... the death knights attacked ~!" A high-level knight rushed out of breath into the boss' room, and then shouted out of manner.

"Why, what?" Playboy opened his mouth wide and looked at his subordinates with big eyes for a few seconds before finally squeezing out a sentence, "They are crazy?"

Then, the black knight rushed out of the gate in general, and then slammed on the wooden post of the observation post of the command post. Standing at a 35-meter-high bird's eye view, Fabero can clearly overlook the entire camp of the Blood Rose Knights. But the first thing that caught his eye was not the empire soldiers who hurriedly built defenses, not the sturdy and thick blockhouse walls, but the sharp and sharp formation of the undead as sharp swords.

Eight years after the birth of the new goddess, the warriors of the Canados continent tasted the horrible power of the death knight's charge for the first time. The death knights burning with cold fire in their eyes gathered into a black wave undulating on the ground, trying to face Everything that resisted or stood still was shattered in this tide, leaving only scarlet blood, corpses, and frosty frost in the north.

The soldiers in the outermost circle of the Blood Rose Knights completely collapsed when they just touched the edge of the Kuroshio. The long-term peace led to the lack of human experience and the impact of the weakening of the empire. These factors made the defense line It became a scrap of paper in front of the undead who had hundreds of years of actual combat experience. Facing the Sophia Imperial Army who just woke up, the pioneers of the Frozen Crown Knights did not even have the interest in killing. They just formed a thorny array with halberds and forced them to flee.

In just a blink of an eye, the death knights have broken through two carefully arranged defense lines. The position of the Blood Rose Knights was in chaos, and the two newly built bunkers were also crushed by meteorites called by the Lich, and became two piles of astonishing ruins.

"My lord, what shall we do?" The lieutenant's panic voice passed into Fabero's ear.

"Let the soldiers not to panic. The First and Second Regiments were replenished from the right wing, and the Third Regiment remained firmly in place and were not allowed to retreat. The Sixth Regiment re-established a defensive line in front.

The other commanded briefly, then narrowed his eyes and watched the chaotic battlefield again carefully. That blade of cold and death is indeed not something that humans can resist. However, the unsuspecting Black Knight has discovered a problem-is the front vector array too thin and too short?

There are 2,000 death knights scattered across Kanados, and there are only more than 1,000 people gathered here. What can they do when facing the Blood Rose Knights with nearly 40,000 people?

A long time ago, the knights of Ishtoli had a successful raid, which can be regarded as a model of strategic attack. The Dark Eagle led less than three thousand people, and broke through the three cities within two days, completely destroying the supply line of the Lloyd's Alliance, forcing them to abandon the contention for the Land of Starfall, and retreated for hundreds of kilometers. but……

The situation in front of him was clearly different from that time. The supply line behind him is huge and complete, even if the granary in the camp is destroyed, it has no effect at all. And if it is said that the death knights came to weaken the enemy's combat effectiveness, it is even nonsense. These undead should have been felt long ago. The Sophia Empire is just one of many chess pieces.

Do these guys come to me and plan to break through this array and take the general's head straight? Thinking of this, Falperro sneered at the corner of his mouth, feeling the excitement of the owner, the King of Guns and Dragons, and the ghost suddenly felt slightly hot.

But then a new question came into the head of the Black Knight-why didn't the death knights attack at night? Isn't that a much better chance of winning than a frontal attack?

What is their goal? The master of the King Shotgun frowned, reviewing every detail of his contact with the enemy.

But the next moment, the soldiers' horrified exclamations interrupted the thinking of the head of the Blood Rose Knights.

"The dragon ... is an undead dragon ~!"

Fapelo quickly looked up, and a dark black cloud reflected into his eyes. The dragons dragged a long ink trail behind them, seeming to dye the entire sky into despair, and the huge body, sharp teeth, and blasting frost like rainstorms, not only occupied the human All eyes, but also the fear buried in my heart swarmed out.

"How is that possible? How is this possible?" The Black Knight looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, suddenly feeling that his hands had lost his grasp of fate.

Hundreds of undead dragons are roaring and launching onslaughts, spreading death across the battlefield.