Death Knight

Owning a large forest, Deminist is located north of Lorendan, and to the west is the Transcontinental Naga Mountains. The high mountains on the Plain of Elazia, like the sky, are much lower here. For trade and communication, people built long and narrow passages a long time ago, but now, the death knights also plan to use this place.

The rulers of Minist have no meaning to stop-the undead and the Lich are daunting undead creatures, but as the spokesperson of the present goddess, the pace of the Ice Crown Knights is not mortal.

Moreover, it makes no sense to do so.

Without any interference, in the third week after the Yanlong attack, Ishtoli, February 2008-the death knights finally arrived in the misty forest where the elven kingdom is located.

In the legend, this vast forest is known as the pearl of the Lorendan continent. In the knowledge that Roland has not lost, this land should be as elegant and beautiful as the elves who live here.

But at this moment, the scene in front of the goddess messenger is completely different from the memory.

Although the title of "Mist Forest" is quite poetic, when the whole forest is really wrapped in thick mist that cannot be seen through, it can make people feel creepy. The surging icy air ran through the tall trees, as if the deepest current on the bottom of the sea; the branches and leaves of the dome spread wildly, covering everything in the darkness.

"It's still far away from Brainus ..." Arthas watched the tall century-old tree alertly, and the soldier's sensitivity to unknown hostility forced him to hold his horse. "Again, Melody set it up. ambush?"

"It's not the same as the flame master." Shi Fan shook his head.

"Anyway, it's not wise to continue this high-speed march." Richard observed carefully for a while, then nodded to his colleagues. "Let's take the field array honestly."

The opponent just shrugged silently, and then ordered the entire army into combat readiness without objection. The death knights then connected into a mesh support array as a squad, carefully walking through the forest. The trespasser originally had concerns about his own breath, but when he went deep into the forest, he found that there was no need for convergence at all-the mist flowing through the trees was colder than the breath of the undead.

"It seems that the drowsy elves must be having nightmares." The head of the knight whispered a joke, and then took out the elite king sword "Yunyao" around his waist.

The sun sifted through the gaps between the branches and leaves covering the sky, quenching a cold light on the surface of the weapon, and weaving a weird landscape with the towering trees that remained dead, as if they were really in a dream.

But the battle-hardened death knights will not stop in front of this scene, their attention will always be focused on the enemy who can be seen in reality. Although the forest terrain limited the nightmare's running speed, the legion's movement speed was still astonishing. The black mount is walking at a brisk pace, and wherever it goes, it will not even bring up a fallen leaf and step on a dead branch, and even the densest foliage cannot stop the undead.

With the passage of time, a little gurgling water finally sounded in the silent environment, like an invisible long line, touching everyone's heart. From time to time, the sound of silence grows louder and louder, eventually becoming a deafening roar.

The river Ganges, the largest branch of the Nile, is in sight.

The tide-like rushing army suddenly held the mount together in a flash and stopped suddenly. The death knights widened their eyes and stared at the opposite bank with incredible eyes.

It is not the rushing river that stops the deceased's pace, because the turbulent waves can not drown the ankle of the goddess knight; the sight of the deceased is also not the beauty of the elven kingdom, because the quiet new green can not distract the powerful soldier .

What attracted the death knight was the presence of the metal statues that appeared from the other side-the centaur knight with a double-headed sword, the rhino knight like a moving fortress, and the giant arthropods dancing with tentacles.

Pure as cast by silver.

apostle.

"Luvis's Apostle ~!" Richard's ice-blue eyes froze for a moment, "They must be the remnants of the Dawn of War ~! The Lich hasn't been able to find it for years after searching, why now it appears in Brainus? "

"It seems no coincidence that Melody Keith chose this place as a meeting place." Arthas looked at the quiet apostle and answered coldly, "Although it is not clear what the reason is, I don't think I have the time to study it. A trifle. What do you say? "

Alsace's voice didn't fall, and the two sides who were intolerable had raised their sharp blades at the same time. Their actions were so consistent that they looked like symmetrical mirror images. Across the wide water surface and the hazy rain and mist, the dying cold and the mercury-like apostle faced in silence in the pupil.

The next moment, the apostle's array shook suddenly, the silver knights surged towards the army of the undead, and the death knights waved the halberds to meet them without hesitation. The black and silver tides gathered like gray waves on the roaring azure blue river, and they collided together with immeasurable strength.

Although they only fought once in the Battle of Dawn, both the apostles of Lucis and the knights of Ishutto knew the strength of their enemies, so from the beginning of the battle, they did their best to launch the attack. ——For the two combatants who can get rid of the constraints of gravity, there is no difference between the confrontation above the water and the plain confrontation—all that is required is to charge again and again, tearing up the opponent ’s array, and then killing the isolated enemy .

"These apostles feel very strange." Shi Fan stared at the silver light flowing on the water. "What are they?"

"No one knows," Richard replied succinctly. "After the search failed, we thought that the apostles had disappeared with the end of the Luvis era, but now it seems that this speculation is completely wrong."

"In short, this is not the time to gossip. They are the most dangerous enemies. Although the remaining amount is small, they must also be dealt with." The commander of the undead army said, refocusing on the battlefield.

The number of apostles is about 600, which is far less than the Ice Crown Knights. Therefore, the Lich did not intend to attack directly, but set up a simple law formation on the shore for long-range support to reduce the death rate. One goal.

"I'm here to help too." The fifteen-year-old prayer volunteered to step forward and decided to manipulate the Pentium river.

But before the prayer technique came into effect, an arrow penetrated the strong wind and shot directly at her brows. The girl only felt a flash of cold light in front of her eyes, and then fell to the ground by Roland. When she looked back, her left cheek hurt hotly.

"Blood?" Shi Fan touched it with his hand, and then held it.

"There is a sniper." Roland pulled out his big sword and kept the dark-haired girl behind him.

But even after inheriting the combat experience of the Dark Eagle, the youth still could not find the enemy hidden in the dark. That arrow seemed to shoot out of nothingness. The blond swordsman searched desperately, but the second arrow shot out of the woods, hitting the imperial wall under Shifan's cloth, and a bright spark splashed.

how can that be? When did the enemy go behind the battle line? Roland felt a little weird, and while he was meditating hard, he felt that the girl had fallen softly on his back.

"Shifan?" The final guardian turned around.

The girl did not answer, her face pale.

The arrow is poisonous! Roland suddenly woke up.

"Richard ..."

"It's too much !! Different from the apostles in the past, is that guy an evolutionary form derived from himself?" The Lich had already run over without waiting for the other person to call out his name. Richard leaned down solemnly, tapping his finger on the scrape on the girl's cheek, and then said a spell.

A blue flame flared from the slender fingertips of the Lich.

"Although it is a powerful toxin, the composition is not complicated," the undead voice said with relief, "I will detoxify her."

As soon as Richard had finished this sentence, the third arrow accurately hit the Lich's defense, not only easily penetrating the magical enchantment, but also the arrow with spare power nailed into the chest of the commander of the undead legion.

For the undead, this is not a fatal injury, but for the poisoned Shi Fan, any one-second delay is not allowed. Now the prayer enchantment has disappeared, and the magic of the Lich can not be completely defended. Before the death knights return to defense, if the only way to avoid being a living target is to--

"I'm going to deal with that apostle. Shifan please." Roland whispered, rushing towards the forest where the arrows flew.

Until faced with a strong enemy alone, the young blond found that his grasp of Yunyao could only be regarded as fur-just to block the sharp arrows that came on the face, he had to concentrate all his attention, there was no time to judge the shooter. s position.

Going on like this, it is only a matter of time before being shot through. However, when the memoryless Dark Eagle rushed into the forest, the light in front of him suddenly twisted. Then, mysterious enemies emerged from the air of nothingness and quietly walked towards themselves.

The apostle holding a delicate long bow is also in the form of a centaur and a horse, but unlike a centaur knight using a double-headed sword, the centaur archer's body has no edges and corners. The smooth curve that forms the outline is so beautiful It's like a work of art crafted by elven craftsmen.

The most important point is that the apostles' body is carved from flawless transparent material, so it has the ability to refract light and hide.

But why give up your advantages and show up in front of you? provocative? Still ambush?

Roland had no time to distinguish carefully, because the Crystal Apostle had once again lifted the deadly long bow.

The tense bowstring made a light noise, and the swordman rolled out immediately against the ground. He used the trunk as a shield and moved rapidly in the forest. The silver arrows passed by the young man within a few minutes of each other, but he could not slow down his progress at all. Unfortunately, as the distance approached, the time for the swordsman to evade was also shortened. When Roland rushed to the apostle less than five meters away, a sharp arrow finally hit the target and ruthlessly penetrated him. Left arm.

Although I held back the pain, I lost my pace. Roland could only watch the cold archer open his bow and arrow again in front of him, this time aiming at the head.

Obviously there is only one step to get it ~! The loser thought gritted teeth.

There was no time to fear or regret, the apostle's arrow had been shot out. The sharp edge scratched a silver-gray light trace in the air, and the next moment ... brushed Roland's hair, seized the ground and nailed it into the tree behind him, the arrow fluttered endlessly.

Missed ~! ?

This unexpected result caused the opposing sides to stumble in unison, and then Frost's icy sharp edge slashed a shiny semicircle in the darkness.

Regardless of his painful left arm, Roland put all his power on the big sword, and released a beautiful longitudinal cut. The apostle's transparent body immediately spewed a red blood, filling the surrounding mist with the smell of death.

ended. The young man gasped, and reluctantly took Frost's back.

However, he would miss it ... Roland looked at the apostle who fell to the ground a little strangely, and then hurried out of the forest to the place where Shi Fan was.

When the Guardian of the End returned to the Ganges, the person he was most worried about was sitting calmly by the river bank, not at all like poison.

"How do you feel?" The swordsman breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked.

"Nothing, it's me who cares for a while, but I will be hit by that third-class trick." The dark-haired girl turned white and looked at the bleeding arm. "Roland is the only one. She ran around as if she were all right. "She said, holding the other's hand indiscriminately, and started treating him.

The death knight battle has also come to an end—although the enemies without signs appeared puzzling, but this battle almost wiped out all the apostles, and the loss of the Ice Crown Knights was minimal—for Alsace, good The result is that everything is fine, and more investigation is just a waste of time.

There was nothing left to stop Nightmare's iron hoof, and Brainus was in sight.

However, there was another upsurge. As the death knights crossed the Ganges and stepped into the kingdom of the elven kingdom, their gray hair and bright silver armor suddenly burst into a thin layer of light. At the same time, Roland and Falochide showed painful expressions.

It was almost as if he had fallen into a large jar full of sticky honey, and Roland felt that his stomach was constantly convulsing. Unknown external forces are filling the whole body through the skin, making the brain too hot to think, making the sight in front of him a blood red, and making the breathing heavy and depressed.

Not only that, this force also tries to squeeze something out of itself.

Calm down ~! The blond young man told himself over and over and focused on the tip of his finger. After a while, Roland finally got rid of the pangs that lingered around her body.

"Shifan? Fallot?" Although he was breathing very badly and his movements were slow, he could at least speak reasonably.

"It's a strange enchantment ... it must be fully resisted ..." The dark-haired girl's voice came from far away, making the youth feel relieved.

"Don't worry, I will bless you with protection immediately." With the silver bell words, Falochide and Roland's whole body, like the death knight, showed a faint light. Soon, the youth felt that the force squeezing the body and soul was quickly annihilated, and even the part that had penetrated into the body was completely removed.

"Is this real here? When I entered the forest, I felt very strange. I just met the apostle of Lucis, now they are both ..." The Lich stared at Roland for a while, then was not sure The land exchanged glances with Arthas.

This exaggerated trap does not fit the style of the King of Elements.

"I don't know the specifics, but it seems to be some kind of absorption power to extract power." Shi Fan watched the flowing light on the armor of the deceased, "But it doesn't matter, because you all have the protection of Ishtoli . And Roland and Falochide, I will take care of it. "

"What about yourself?" Roland noticed that Shi Fan had no enchantment.

"I didn't feel anything abnormal from the beginning ..." The girl shook her head. "Maybe it's because of the blood of God flowing in my body?"

Enchantments that work only for mortals and undead? The young man speculated that an ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart. The premonition was deposited on Roland's chest like silt, and he couldn't get rid of it anyway.

...... I always feel like I forgot something.

But what exactly is it?

If the human city is a uniform chessboard, the dwarf's pit is an intricate cobweb, then the streets of the elves are exquisite and beautiful ribbons. Tall aspens can be seen everywhere in Blainas. Together with masonry, they become part of the city. Slender towers stand in the woods and gardens, stretching their arms toward the sky. These buildings look as fragile as pot art, but the marble made of white jade makes them strong enough to withstand various natural disasters.

Like the elves who have lived in this forest for generations, King Blainas has a breath of beauty, mystery and immortality.

The main force of the undead stopped at the place where the towers could be viewed. There was only one brigade with a total of sixty high-level death knights following Shifan to the agreed place-if the opponent is the legendary flame master, not only the number advantage It's meaningless, and it will put a huge burden on the prayer man himself.

Moreover, this is not the end of the road. The Knights of the Ice Crown must retain enough combat power to defeat the traitor they must face in the future.

As the end guardian of the goddess, you must be alert at all times, even in the face of legendary enemies.

"It's too quiet," Arthas whispered. "Even if you're sleeping, shouldn't you?"

The city of elves is not shrouded in unpredictable fog, but the intangible atmosphere flowing around is heavier and colder than before. Not only that, in addition to the pressure of the mysterious enchantment, another inexplicable power also makes the death knight very upset.

"Brainas has become the meeting point ... the meeting point of the spiritual world and this world." Shi Fan's tone was a little uneasy. "Although it has not reached the level of the capital of the moon, Said to be very favorable fighting conditions, he can exist in this field for a long time without having to think about the boundaries. "

"That is to say we must confront Yanlong directly? In this way, the odds are smaller than expected." The death knight with red pupils analyzed this, his expression was eager to try, "However, we can get to fight directly with the flame master. Opportunity can also be regarded as some kind of luck. "

"That would have to be played too." The other frowned.

This man is much rougher than Roland. The dark-haired girl secretly commented in her heart, and subconsciously glanced at the youth beside her.

Unconscious of this, Roland suddenly stopped and looked straight at the leafy garden opposite.

"What's wrong?" Richard stepped forward and asked. Then, the elves' shadows reflected in the ice-blue eyes of the Lich-but they were not "sleeping" elves.

In the dark red shadows arrogantly swayed, the corpses that were cut and shattered lay all over. Even in the eyes of the death knights who have gone through countless wars, this is enough to call it a slaughter-from adult elves to young children, everyone's eyes are tightly closed, everyone's expression is full of fear and pain, everyone There were at least three to four terrible wounds on his body.

At the gate of the garden lies the body of a half-male elf. His lower body is gone. His unconscious struggle before dying led him to climb out of the village. The dark red blood behind him marked the last path he had gone through. However, his eyes were also closed tightly without any sign of opening.

Obviously, when the cruel enemies launched their killings in Blaenas, the victims were still trapped in a nightmare and could not wake up until death.

"The elves have been dead for a long time." Arthas knelt on his knees and examined the deceased at his feet carefully. "Although the body did not rot for some strange reason, I can be sure that the death occurred in five or six years. before."

"What about this one?" Richard asked, pointing at his feet.

An elf's throat was completely torn by brutal force, revealing Bai Sensen's bones, and a puddle of dark red blood clots spread under him-this poor fellow died less than a day.

This time, Arthas couldn't help frowning.

The death knights stepped deeper into the city, more corpses appeared before them, and more enigma followed. Most of the residents of Blaenas have been dead for seven or eight years, and among these corpses Occasionally, there was an elf who had recently died, and the dark red blood stains covered the original neat streets layer by layer, making people feel weird.

No one knows exactly what happened in the city, including the wise Lich.

The exquisite streets gradually widened, mixed with grand elements. As the road continued to widen, the center of the elven kingdom, the Temple of the Stars, followed the reflection of the death knight. This huge oval palace is the place where the king discusses the state affairs with the Blainus Parliament. Surrounded by four golden towers, it looks elegant and luxurious.

"Melucidic's breath fluctuates." Shi Fan subconsciously held Roland's corner of clothing.

The use of Wangdu's most magnificent building as a battlefield is indeed in line with Yan Long's style. I am afraid at this moment, the cynical and powerful existence is sitting on the throne of the elven king with his legs crossed, waiting for his arrival?

Oluha, wait for me.

The dark eagle who lost her memory took a deep breath, took out her huge weapon, and first stepped on the long steps in front of the temple door.

When he entered the main hall with all his attention, the pupil of water color shrank for a moment.

There was indeed a person sitting on the throne of the Temple of Stars, but it was not Melody.

Then, brisk footsteps sounded from behind the death knight, echoing in the empty hall.

"Ehhh, we finally met, Roland. How did you miss me?" Yan Long stood opposite the hall, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Knowing that the deadly enemy was behind him, Roland's gaze was still nailed to the throne, and he could not remove even a penny.

"Melucidek, did you do this?" Arthas asked coldly.

Needless to say, the death knights have formed a defensive array in an instant, and the sharp edge of the sword is aimed at the Yan dragon without fear. At the same time, Shi Fan also clenched the scepter of jewels in his hand. The rhythmic prayer enchantment was covered by the protection of Ishtoli, and the dark gold and the pale blue light complemented each other.

"Last time I dare to ignore the **** and powerful Lord Walter Walter, patted his **** and fled to the present world, which made it difficult for me to do it." Yan Long licked his lips and scanned the girl behind the dead soul, "Hum, but Richesell's education has really failed. It seems that you know nothing about what happened here."

"Useless, this enchantment is not under your control." Shi Fan stared at the other party cautiously.

"Of course, if there is any big drama under my control?" The flame master's answer was unexpected. "Speaking of it, should you meet a long-lost apostle halfway?"

Yan Long smiled badly.

"Then, let Lord Walter, who is **** and knowledgeable, come and give you a lesson. The name is Origin of the Apostle ~!"

"The old lady of Luvis has also lost her blood in order to keep her seat. Human beings are quite vulnerable. Even with the blessing of the Holy Light, they still seem to be weak. They are useless in the dawn battle of high-intensity combat. So her only The solution is to summon the apostles to fight for themselves in this world. "

"But no matter what you create, you need materials. The condensation of elemental power can only give birth to puppets. This world itself is difficult to intervene. Only the power of life can create truly powerful weapons. To put it bluntly, Luves needs soul as a raw material.

"The connection between the flesh and the soul of humans and subhumans is extremely strong, like a hard walnut; the opposite is true for the undead. The connection between the flesh and the soul is almost zero, a soft tofu; the elves are The existence of the two is even a bitch. "

Yan Long admired the analogy for himself, and then laughed: "Theoretically, Luvis should eat tofu first if he is hungry, but tofu is not in the hands of Ishtoli. It is too troublesome to eat walnuts , So in the end I had to peel the bitch. "

Richard stared at the enchantment encircling his body in stark relief.

"So, the goddess imprinted a rune on the trees in the foggy forest, connecting the entire forest together to form a huge magic circle to strip the soul of the Brainus elf. Everything is as you can see, their bodies fall into eternity Sleep, and the soul is condensed into a powerful weapon-the apostle. "

"Specifically, to create an apostle, you need at least ten souls. In other words, for every death of an apostle, the death knight is equivalent to killing ten elves. What is more interesting is that although this magic circle The creator of the has been killed by your boss, but the array itself continues to operate without any interference. "

The understatement of the conclusion made the persistent pastors unable to shake it-this is not an alarmist slander, every word of Yan Long can be confirmed from what he has just seen.

The long-dead elves were the victims of the war of dawn, and the corpses that had just coagulated their blood were obviously the result of yesterday's war.

It turned out that the terrible tragedies all over the city were actually caused by yourself?

"It's ... not really ..." Roland said to himself, moving his stiff legs.

"It's true. When you killed and killed, I watched the whole process here." Melody Dick looked at the young man's back with interest, "but the soul of the prayer man is really powerful Ah, the weight of one person alone is enough to form an apostle, and it is still quite beautiful. "

"You should have seen it, too? The rider who can refract light and is as beautiful as a crystal."

Roland didn't answer. He didn't even hear Yan Long's knowing question. The youth just stared blankly at the throne in front of him, without moving like a stone statue.

Oluha sat in front of him.

The entire throne was dyed red, and a huge knife wound ran from the girl's slender shoulder to her waist, almost tearing her apart. If it weren't for your own eyes, it would be hard to believe that there would be so much blood in a fragile body. Like all the elves in the nightmare, Oluha's eyes were closed.

But there was a smile on her face.

Because that arrow missed.

that's enough. The elf girl's expression seemed to tell like this.

"What a pity, Oluha is such a good girl. Even if the soul is about to be stripped, she will never beg for mercy. The only words left in the end are" sorry. " Wiping his eyes, "Who did you tell this to? Tears."

"It's a shame. I was only going to frighten her and let her go. Who is so ruthless and would be a poisonous hand to Oluha?" Yan Long asked quietly.

It was like throwing a lighted torch into boiling oil, and the temperature of the entire hall dropped to freezing point in an instant, but everyone could feel the flame that was about to erupt in the cold current.

The dark eagle who lost memory finally turned to face the enemy, and the burning flames burned wildly in his eyes. The icy frost made a crisp and rattling sound, and the magic words on the surface of the sword lit up one by one.

As a result, like the dream prophecy, he still failed to protect important people. As a result, even with the protection of Ishtoli, he fell into the same path.

The icy cold current spewed out of Frost's crumbling mouth, like blood pouring from the wound.

Hate it. A voice sounded in the dark eagle's heart.

The next moment, Roland had shot at the flame master with the big sword in his hand. The black figure swept across the side of Shi Fan in the gap, shuttled through the array of undead, and the bright arc of light cut a huge circle in midair and slashed to the first level of Yanlong.

Anger, hatred, sadness will be liberated at this moment.

However, Melody Dick's iron fist easily hit the frost back from the front. Not only that, the huge impact caused Roland to fly off the ground, and the youth hit the wall of the hall like a kite with a broken line. Up, and finally fell softly beside the throne.

"Roland ~!" Shi Fan dullly shouted his companion's name.

"It's too tender." Yan Long's face was distorted by excessive excitement.

Along with the teasing ridicule, the red-haired man's silhouette was twisted as a whole, and a pair of incomparable flame wings spread out from his gradually melting body. The blade-like wings completely tear the gorgeous Star Temple, disperse all the hazy fog, and light the gray sky.