Death Knight

Countless blazes of flames ripped open the air, hovering around the rising red giant sword, and soon formed a vortex that covered the sky. Heaven and earth trembled under the incredible torque of this boiling airflow, as if something was brewing. Then, when the condensed stream of flames finally reached a critical point, the pillar of fire that climbed to the highest point finally erupted like a roaring volcano.

The hot wind wrapped in star dust swept through the mountains in an instant, and at the peak of this red wave, Yan Long was riding the wind and breaking waves, and the flames flew into the sky in an instant. Although it is daylight, Melody's dazzling body makes everything around him look dull. His majestic wings are like two white hot axe, cut the boiling air, cut the dull sky, cut Kai Miaoxiao horrified sight of people.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Carnival of the Moon City ~! I'm the host Walter Walter." The sound of thunder from the soldiers' heads, "then the next ... is the long-awaited dance music 'Flame of death', please jump as much as you like! "

Along with Yan Long's cynical opening remarks, countless fire snakes flew from his wings. These red, bright threads are like crazy vines, woven into huge nets, dyeing the entire sky into blood.

"The real first wave of attacks is coming." Shi Fan stared at Yan Long's every move with a serious expression, "Roland, hold me ~!"

"Well." The other party answered without thinking, but when the girl held her hands around her soft waist, the young man suddenly felt a rapid heartbeat.

What the **** are you thinking? ? Legend has it that the Emperor Yanlong that the emperor could not solve is behind, not to mention the most important thing is that Shi Fan is not even 15 years old ~! Roland smiled bitterly, fortunately he was not seen by anyone when his face was red and red.

Then, the girl's clear voice pulled him back to the high speed of life and death: "Hug tightly, you must not let go anyway ~!"

Under Melody's open celestial net, Ferredo suddenly gathered his wings and crossed the sky in an unimaginable smooth, leaving only a dazzling red light mark in the colorful sky. And at the end of this trail, thousands of fire snakes are swarming in, like blossoming fireworks blooming in the sky, each of which is stained with deadly breath.

But despite the immense momentum, the fast-moving snake swarm couldn't catch that fuzzy target at all. Just a blink of an eye, they have been left behind far away, and their long bodies have been tangled due to excessive blind chasing, tangled into a huge ugly fireball.

"Good job, but if you triple the number, can you hide from it?" Yan Long's mouth sneered, and at the same time, a large flame rose again from the huge arched body behind him. The heat waves were so dense that they couldn't see through, one after another, and the crowded fire snakes flapped their teeth.

"No, it will be hit sooner or later ~" Roland's aquatic pupils shrunk sharply, the wind blew the fear that enveloped him, and the calm soldier returned, "We must ..."

"We must fight back!" Shi Fan took the tacit understanding. The girl ’s pupils are like the ice of the northern country reflecting the sun, and the pure surface is swimming with sharp light, "Ferredo ~!"

The fire phoenix whose name was called suddenly leaned back abruptly, deftly guided the inertia to the place opposite to the original, and crossed a huge semicircle in mid-air. Its wing-stretching figure broke through the snake group at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye, like a meteor passing through the darkness, falling straight from the zenith to Melody's brows.

The next moment, the junction of the two tide of flames burst into a fierce dense ripple. At the point of contact, the same elemental force swallows nibbles at each other and emits the harsh noise of metal friction. The scorching storm swept across the battlefield, and even the mountains seemed to tremble slightly.

"Do you dare to confront me to such an extent? If you find death, you will be fulfilled ~!" The Scarlet King growled in a satisfactory tone. Then, the enchantment on the side of the flame master suddenly turned at a rapid speed, and in a short time, evolved from a single layer of thin imperial wall into a surging vortex, and then flung out the small fire phoenix in front of him.

The flow of the river of time ceased, the raging hot wind extinguished, and even the soldier's unwavering determination was frozen at that moment. Everything around was gradually blurred, enveloped and devoured by the shadow of a big wave.

However, in this stagnant darkness, the sharp corners of Melody's forehead are gathering light particles in the air, like a dazzling star in the dark night.

"No ~!"

Shi Fan's shout finally broke the eternal silence of this moment. At the same time, a sharp laser beam was emitted from Yan Long's long horns. This light trace brought out a sharp sword. First, the entire battlefield on the ground was divided into two, then half of the cliff was cut sharply, and finally the clouds of the sky were split without stagnation.

The dazzling white line also passed over the flame bird's body.

Ferredo struggled immediately. But then, with the dull tearing sound, the left flank of Fire Phoenix suddenly staggered from the body, and then was swept up into the air by the strong wind. A series of sparks shot out from the neat incision, and the girl's face suddenly turned pale.

The next moment, gravity caught the flaming bird that had lost its ability to fly and dragged it relentlessly to the ground. The speed at which the star fell couldn't be restrained, and it became faster and faster. In a blink of an eye, Ferredo and the two men it carried collided with the hard rocky surface and splashed the waves of flames.

"That's ... the end of the goddess ~! How could she appear on such a chaotic battlefield?" Motidal said to himself, but his voice suddenly dropped, "I'm afraid this blow will not end everything, I The leader must be notified as soon as possible. "

"What, was shot down ~!" A flash of anxiety flickered into Richard's eyes, he growled and ordered the death knight next to him, completely without the usual grace and calmness, "Go support immediately! Even if the opponent is crimson It doesn't matter if the king, you must rescue the end of the goddess ~! Certainly! "

"Shifan? Shifan ~! Are you okay?" Roland's voice floated into his ears, as if from a distant side. But the youth's powerful arms around the girl proved that it was just an illusion.

"It doesn't matter ..." The prayer staggered up from the ashes, but when she looked up, she suddenly stopped her words and stared at everything in front of her.

When it was discovered that the countless light spots flying from the flame were not just Mars, Shi Fan felt only the dizziness of the whole body's blood rushing to the top of his head-those wildly flying sparks were bright red feathers, and the smooth surface reflected The walking firelight shone into a weird dream. However, witnessing this gorgeous scene, the girl showed a rare expression of fear-because each falling feather was part of Ferredo's body.

The dark-haired girl looked around in panic, leaving all danger behind her head: "It's gone ~! I can't feel Ferredo's breath ... it's gone ~!"

"Calm down, we must first find a way to avoid Yan Long."

"Let me go, you don't understand anything at all ~" Shi Fan hardly raised the volume. "Who else can I trust except Liser and Ferredo? If Ferredo is not here ... Without its help ... "The girl tried to break free of each other's arms, but Roland didn't mean to relax at all.

"If we continue this way, we will definitely die here." The young man looked intently at Shi Fan's thin green pupil. "You worry about Ferredo being taken for granted, but don't forget that if this is all ended by Yan Long, then he will There will never be a chance to try the next summon ~! "

"But ..." The dark-haired girl bowed her head.

It turned out that she was not the ice that would never melt.

The strange feeling flashed through Roland's heart. However, the ever-changing battlefield can't tolerate even a moment of distraction-as soon as the youth's voice falls, a blood-red lightning bolt solidified by a high-density flame suddenly falls from the sky. Roland had no time to hold Shifan in his arms, and their positions, together with the dozens of death knights who came to support them, were all dismantled into ashes, leaving only a giant crater on the ground.

Melody's "Burning Thunder" spit is enough to melt the fire power of the Flash weapon.

However, there is still a small oasis in the center of this ashes. The end of Ishtoli and her guardian are safe and sound with the triumph of the Crimson King. A thin and clear aqua-blue enchantment is firm. The earth blocked the horrible force of destruction, and the stream of flames that dared to come out went out in front of it.

"This is the power that belongs to the end ..."

"No, this is not what I did." The youth's emotions were interrupted as soon as he opened his head. The dark-haired girl stretched out her slender hands and gently stroked each other's cheeks, and those beautiful eyes were staring intently at Isulin Olin, looking for something out of it, "... the light ... was so warm."

If there is a mirror, Roland will be confused by the meaning of his soft voice-because at this moment, his pupil is burning with the same hot flame as the dark eagle. No, it may be a little different. The light contained in the aqua eyes is more pure and brighter than the fire of revenge of the dark eagle, as if it is a spring springing from the soul, clear and transparent.

The next moment, there was the roar before breathing again. The blond swordsman conditionedly took out the huge two-handed sword he was carrying, then raised his head, and the sight in his eyes struck his breath. The countless flames of fire were flowing back to Melodyk's blood basin. It was as if choked by an invisible tornado, and gradually condensed in Yan Long's throat.

This is not a symptom of "Yan Lei", but a shock wave that is tens of times more powerful. If this blow really comes down from the sky, maybe Roland and Shi Fan will be a real volcano, right? But the prey did not have the slightest choice. From a high altitude, the entire battlefield was undoubtedly at a glance. In fact, even if there is enough terrain to cover the sight, under the power of the shock wave, it is just a mantis arm as a cart, and the dodger will be buried in the flame together with the bunker.

What exactly should I do? Suddenly, Roland felt that the hopelessness that had been shaken off once again locked his body, and the hands holding the sword trembled slightly.

The white hands stretched out from the back without warning, and then the girl's warm and soft body clung to the youth-Shi Fan hugged Roland from behind.

"If it is you ... if it is you, it may be able to exert my unawakened power." In the roar of the battlefield, the words of the dark-haired girl were as clear as before, like a whisper in the ear, "Roland, you can hear Is my singing right? So ... I want to believe you once. "

"Come and fight with me, and cut off all the enemies in front of you with your own will!"

With Shi Fan's firm words, the words engraved on Frost's surface suddenly lit up, pouring out the same cold radiance as in the eyes of the sword master, almost like a new moon rising from the sea of ​​darkness.

"Finally here." Lithercill opened his eyes, then slowly stood up and walked out of the lounge with eyes closed.

The owner of Moonlight Island passed through the flower-dotted promenade, the hall full of books, and the spiral ladder without seeing the end, and finally reached the bottom of the high tower, where the arena was. At the other end of this giant round hall, in front of the newly closed gate, two invaders are quietly waiting for the upcoming battle.

Slightly forward is a human girl with short hair, with a quiet expression and perfect posture. However, her black eyes blocked all vitality, and the elf knew what it meant--that is, a blade that doesn't need to think and judge, and never hesitates. Even if the body is broken, the master's wish must be achieved.

Useless, in the face of prayer, your determination can only lead you into the dead. Lysseur said to the Nightingale silently in his heart, and then turned his attention to another person.

The first thing that came to the eyes of the praying man was a sword—an ancient scabbard with a streamer of flames, a sky blue gem embedded in the center of the hilt, and stretched hands like open arms, making the whole weapon Formed a perfect cross. This is a holy cross sword, a powerful weapon forged for the knight of the goddess.

However, at this moment, the owner of the sword did everything to prevent the goddess from fulfilling her wish.

"Unsurprisingly, it's only you who can do that. Even though it was only a hundred years ago, I still remember what happened then." Risesil's tone was as cold as ice, "Mobadi "Singhweis, betrayed the Jagasy."

"The mortal who wants to get rid of the shackles of the gods, I hope you can describe it like this if you can." The holder of the Holy Cross sword hastily corrected. I didn't expect it would be in the capital of the moon. "

"What's your pseudonym now?" The elf asked.

"Segget." The blood did not hide it.

"Vice-President of the Silverwing Chamber of Commerce ... I should have guessed." The prayer's pupils shrank in an instant, "so you can connect them-politics, military and economy, your power has penetrated Every aspect. Mobatti, are you planning to turn the entire Canados continent into your own puppet? "

After Jagassi left, even God couldn't restrain his power from expanding? Thinking of this, the elf couldn't help his mind.

"I'm not interested in power. It's just that if you want to fight against God, those are necessary conditions, otherwise your dreams will become empty talk." The rebel said to take a step forward. "Risehir, although you have been It's hindering my plan, but in the end I came here ~! "

"Now, please give me the end of Ishtoli." The blood race reached out.

At the end of Luvis's scorn, he laughed scornfully: "It's quite powerful, but I'm very strange. Why did the powerful swordsman who mastered Yunyao not go against Luvis's paladin, but now he is so anxious to kill A girl who is not even 15 years old? "

"It's considered to be bullying and afraid, but I can tell you why." The tone of the vice chairman of the Silverwing Chamber of Commerce has not changed, "because for us mortal guardians, Luvis is not at all What. No, what a 'god' like her does will only make the situation better for us. "

"The last goddess was not powerful, but her desire for power was very strong. So the followers of Luvis had to expand everywhere for her will. After forming a huge empire, the internal totalitarian rule was It also brought a series of corruptions and ills. Perhaps the Saviour of Luvice and the Guardian Circle were indeed dazzling achievements created by the believers, but how many corpses and injustices have accumulated under that? "

"Once people's eyes are no longer shielded by the gorgeous Holy Light, they will find that there is no difference between the so-called 'God' and the dictator. One day, mortals will refuse to exchange their goddess' power with their beliefs, And that was the end of God's time. "

"But Ishtoli is different." Richesir's expression remained cold.

"That's right." The blood nodded in agreement, as if it weren't a furious war at this moment, but a friendly academic debate. "It's better to say that Ishtoli is not the ruler above mortals. It is a radical idealist. I have nothing to say to such a goddess to guide mortals. "

"It's just a pity that she seems to have no interest in the mortal world. She only wants to obtain the ultimate power to achieve her desire." The rebel's words suddenly turned, "This is absolutely not allowed by us, because That means destruction. "

"As an elf, you should be most aware of the influence of the power of the goddess on this world." Mobadi emphasized the word "elf".

"Elf?" Lithercier stayed for a while, then tensely writhing, his eyes shrouded in dark clouds that could never be dispelled, "Do you mean the destruction of the elf kingdom?"

"Hey, did it really involve research in this area? It would be much more convenient to explain that." A sneer emerged from the corner of the other side. "You don't have to discuss what happened in Canados hundreds of years ago. It was new eight years ago. The tragedy is the best proof-the destruction of Blainus in Lorendan. "

The **** heavy voice echoed in the arena, as if the death knell was ringing, making everything fall into silence.

"Ishtoli has a strong obsession, so it is reflected in this world that she has gained great power-those death knights are the best example. But Luvith cannot do that, she can only Attaching his own power to the mortal body and manifesting it in the form of holy light. In the presence of the undead, the Paladin's attack seemed pale and weak. Therefore, at the dawn of dawn, Louvis could not rely on her human believers, I can only find another way to stop the new goddess. That's the elf. "

"The connection between the flesh and the soul of humans and subhumans is extremely strong. The trauma to the flesh is directly mapped to the soul, so when the flesh perishes, the soul returns to the underworld and disintegrates in Erhai Lake; the undead is just the opposite, The connection between the flesh and the soul is almost zero, and there are only a few key points of connection. So we blood races or those death knights will have a strong ability to recover, because the physical trauma does not affect the soul. "

"The elves exist between the two. Your soul and body are not closely connected, so you can have a life span of hundreds of years, but it is not completely unrelated, so you still cannot escape pain and death. This is exactly one The last choice of a desperate goddess is neither powerful nor uncontrollable, but easier to shape than a human soul that is difficult to strip. "

"Therefore, Luves stripped the souls of the Blaenas elves in some way, their bodies fell into eternal sleep, and the soul was condensed into a powerful weapon, the apostle. Since an apostle was Constructed by several elven souls, the strength is above the death knight. Unfortunately, even so, the incompetent Luvis can't stop the dawn of Ishtoli. "

"Where did you know this?" Richesell interrupted the other's discussion, his voice trembling with irresistible trembling.

"Kelina's research results, of course, I also went to Lorendan to verify it after the dawn of Ishtoli. This is a fact." Mopatti's answer didn't hesitate, and then he suddenly remembered what he smiled. "In addition, I also know something that you and Jagasi haven't yet discovered ... about the goddess' wish ..."

"Speak out." The end of Lou Weisi's face was hazy.

"Although pursuing ideals at all costs is truly exciting, but after getting the end, Ishtoli will probably do nothing different from Lucius' dying struggle. The only difference is that the affected It's not just the sprites in a small area, but the whole world. "

"Apocalyptic? It's an alarmist statement." The prayers stared at the vampire intently, as if to see the flaws in the eyes of those gems.

"I wouldn't say so exaggeratedly. But Ishtoli will indeed change the world by his own standards, similar to the pattern of the" doomsday judgment. "Mobati's voice suddenly lowered and changed It's as dangerous as a blade.

"This world is full of cruelty from the day of birth. People ca n’t choose where, time and environment to be born. The starting point is different, and the results are naturally different. There are warriors who have gained status by themselves, but also because of The nobles were born fools, and among the thieves were the fools who longed for nothing, and the poor under the circumstances. "

"However, in this cruel reality where there is no standard at all, isn't it ridiculous that Ishtouli thought he could bring fairness and justice? What qualifications does she have to try mortals? What qualifications does it have to change reality The blood-red eyes of the renegade blaze instantly. "It is only our mortals who can change reality, so I will never allow the goddess to brutally destroy this world by her own will!"

"Unfortunately, your" trial "is also arrogant to Shi Fan." After a long silence, Richesir took a deep breath and then replied firmly, "If I have to make a choice, I will order Protect her to the end ~! "

"I don't think there is any misunderstanding between us. Now that you make a decision with your own will ..." With a verdict-like tone, the sleeping Holy Cross sword finally woke up, scattering the cold and shining long front "唰The ground came out. "Then we have to say goodbye, Richer Cyr."

The next moment, a silent nightingale flew across the ground, and a person with a sword shot directly at the opposite prayer.

The elf raised her right hand gracefully. For a moment, the huge half-moon wind blade fell off her fingertips, the transparent blade edge, and the air of different densities made the scene look slightly distorted. The wind blade continued to split, and eventually turned into a transparent rain that tore the air, blocking all the opponent's course of action, and rushed towards the prey with a sharp whistling.

But Zephylis is still sinking in the water-this level of attack is only equivalent to ordinary sword fighting, and there is no threat in front of Yun Yao's self. The girl withdrew a soft sword around her waist, and pointed to the weakest part of the wind blade with extreme precision. She had to defend it with an attack, and she would be fatal when she broke through the defense.

However, when King Jing Chenxi was stabbed halfway, he was pulled back by a powerful force—Mobadi grabbed the student's wrist and bluntly stopped the blade that was about to penetrate the target.

"Ah ~!"

For the first time in his life Zephylis showed panic in the battle. Because when she returned to God, she suddenly found that Xueliang's long sword was in front of her, and the sword's edge was less than one centimeter away from the throat.

Risehir stood on the other side of the arena without even moving his fingers.

Everything just now is just the power of prayer. The blade of wind does not exist. If the nightingale completes this precise attack completely, it will be her own neck.

"Does it hurt?" When the blood race let go, it was found that the girl's white wrists were already flushed.

"I'm very sorry, teacher ... I'm sorry, I shouldn't act without permission." Zephylis closed his eyes in pain, his face pale.

"The other party is the end of Lucis, who has mastered the most powerful prayer technique. It is a matter of course that mortals cannot cope. You don't need to care." Mopatti patted the other party's shoulder, then strode to the front, Leave it to me. "

"Yes." The Nightingale returned to the sheath with a sword and quietly retreated beyond the confrontation distance. Although the heart of the loser was still beating because of the dangerous scene just now, she was not worried about the next battle-perhaps the opponent was indeed beyond imagination, but the teacher would never fail, the girl has always believed so .

"Do you still feel lonely?" The elf teased sarcastically, but his eyes increased a little alertness. The prayer technique just now should distort Mobadi's consciousness, but not only was the other party unaffected, but he also helped his subordinates to get rid of the hallucinations, which caused a bit of anxiety for Richeseel.

There is no time to find the reason. A flash loss during a fierce confrontation will bring fatal consequences. I must attack with all my strength and solve him in the first time. The prayer man judged in this way, and with her will, hundreds of heavily armored sword-armor armors emerged from the void, and fluttered like a wind.

"Prayer is not effective for me." Mobadi put the cross sword in front of his chest according to ancient etiquette, the sword pointed at the sky, and then slowly walked towards the opponent. He approached very slowly, but faintly there was a powerful power to follow him, as if it was difficult to shake as if it was sticking into the mountains.

The imperial wall of the Unreal Sword can't stop the traitor at all. He didn't care that the great sword of the Shadow Armor passed over his body, but just strode forward.

Suddenly it seemed as if something was being sensed. The holy cross sword in the blood's hands moved, and with the crisp sound of metal strikes, the cross sword blocked the head-on force-the original vision was not pure illusion. The countless lights and shadows conceal the real sharp sword. At the moment of the other party's negligence, the existence of the real shadow armor will kill the prey in an instant. This is where prayer is really powerful.

However, this mortal blow was easily blocked by Mobadi, and Richesir felt incredible.

"What the **** ... did you do?" For the first time, the emperor's lover felt that the battle was out of his grasp.

"The power of the" end "can only be countered by the" end "itself, you know this. The blood clan reveals a look of nostalgia." Since Karina has exposed the truth of the world for me, she will of course give me resistance. This real power ~! "

As if to prove this saying, the gems embedded in the Holy Cross sword suddenly scattered the bright light, and in the air, countless wave-like ripples, so that all illusions disappeared in an instant. The remaining dozens of true phantom armor stood alone, like dead wood that was about to break.

"That's Karina's sapphire ~!" Seeing the sight before her, the end of Luvis's eyes suddenly came to her senses, and she whispered in an unbelievable tone, "the amulet of the end ..."

In just a blink of an eye, Mobadi has cut all the puppets in half, and now there is nothing to stop him. Between the **** traitor and the goddess, there is only one clear holy cross sword.

"Don't you think you rely too much on prayer?" The blood clan said, a cold smile rising from the corner of his mouth.