Death Knight

With her profound knowledge, Karina had predicted that the replacement of the King of Elements would take a week. But now, when this almost impossible hypothesis becomes a reality, it is very different from the prayers' speculation--

The long "Winter of the Elements" lasted seven full weeks.

On April 5, 2008, Ishtoli, the first day of the flame's return.

The dead passed through almost the entire Lorendan continent in two months. Nightmare's iron hoofs are like an irresistible tide, stepping through Elazia, through Stogaard, through Fahdot, and finally across the Glendale River, which is still roaring in the harsh winter.

"Here it is." Luo Lan jumped down from Yufeng Ma, then reached out to Shi Fan, "Come down."

This is the highest point of the first watershed in the Yahwe Mountains. Looking down from the mountain raging by the cold wind, the whole world has a panoramic view. The reckless mountains are leaping and jumping in the boundless sea of ​​clouds, as if they were huge beasts in the vast ocean, cut off the ocean with the peaks covered with snow and ice, and hide their towering bodies under the sea of ​​clouds. The bathing of the sun highlights the pale golden outline of these nearby peaks that are integrated with white clouds, while the more distant horizons, the mountains and the blue clear sky blend together to draw a blurred and ethereal horizon.

And at the end of this vast sea of ​​clouds, is a bright and vivid emerald color.

There is no Aurora and no Shinto, but the world tree has quietly appeared in this world, waiting patiently for the end of Ishtoli.

Perhaps it was because of the breath from Ishtoli, or maybe there was still a little doubt about the future. In short, since entering Fahdot, Shi Fan's words have become less and less. At this moment, she didn't show much affection, just stared at the world tree stretching out from the sky.

"There is the end of our journey. However, I don't think it will be the end of the world." The young blonde glanced at the silent girl next to her, "Ready?"

"Well, you're ready." The girl replied after taking a deep breath.

If the Fire Phoenix is ​​summoned directly, it won't take long to reach the place where the canopy is located, but this is only a theory—because the man who vowed to get rid of the shackles of the gods must be waiting at the place agreed with him , The holy cross sword must have been sheathed at this moment.

There are no shortcuts. The path you choose must be developed with your full strength.

"According to previous reconnaissance, Mobadi mobilized at least 50,000 troops." Richard said in a calm tone, "Thousand of them did not enter the Yahwe Mountains, presumably because of lack of capacity, so It can only serve the task of blocking and supporting. What we really need to face is 20,000 elites who have entered the Yahe Hervey Mountains. Of course, this is not yet considered the Shadow Dragons. "

Except for the undead dragons who escorted the goddess' end, the current number of Knights of the Ice Crown is 800-on average, one person must fight 25 enemies.

"It doesn't matter. An opponent of this level is nothing." Arthas's eyes were taken for granted and did not mean to be arrogant. "Snow and cliffs are not suitable for conventional combat, plus the" Elemental Winter " Impact, they may not be able to do anything. But the death knight has long been accustomed to Nordson's environment, and it will be a very suitable battlefield. "

"Large magic squares have been set up. All areas from here to the World Tree are under the support of the mage." The Lich asked, "Are the knights ready?"

Arthas turned to look at his comrade-in-arms. With sixty people as a team, a total of fourteen brigades are neatly arrayed on the top of the silvery white mountain-this is the last legacy left by the Ice Crown Knights since the war of the gods. Compared to the heyday long ago, the number of death knights is pitifully small at this moment, but the flames in their eyes are burning hotter than ever.

Who will flinch when the longing for centuries is in sight?

Even though the enemy who understands the superior strength is on the opposite side, the persistent dead will never hesitate. The kind of look made people feel that this army was not afraid of life and death, but it was running like a horse, and it was going to break through the mountains and rivers to hit the edge of the world.

"What do you think?" The head of the Knights asked with a smile.

"It looks like I'm bullshit." Richard nodded, again showing a long-lost smile.

The magic net is connected, the consciousness net is connected. The pendant on the death knight's chest glowed a little light, guarding his master like a leaping note.

"How are you?" The commander of the Undead Army turned his attention to the end of Ishtoli and her guardian.

"No problem." The brunette girl answered before Roland.

"Then, let's go forward!" The death knight issued a command loudly. Under the urging of the host, the black nightmare broke the silence and hissed, and jumped down from the ice-covered cliff. Then, the square behind Arthas accelerated in an instant, and the leader rushed down the high cliff without hesitation, as if a pure black tide, rushed to the white hiding the unknown and death without confusion.

The entire Yahwey Mountains has become a confrontation between the goddess knight and the traitor. On this endless silver-white battlefield, even if hundreds of thousands of people launch attacks at the same time, they cannot form a tight combat zone, so the only The method is to fight into several groups.

Zephylis led a total of 3,500 troops. In addition to high-powered fighters, the team not only has high-level mages and rangers who are good at snow battles, but also includes five vampires. This special mixed formation with extremely strong combat and survivability is definitely the most difficult nail in the eyes of the opposing commander. However, it is incredible that there is only one person who came to deal with this elite team ~!

When the strong figure flashed from the snow, the dart in the nightingale's hand also shot out immediately.

The side did not change its color, and did not even intend to withdraw the weapon, but just extended **** to steadily clamp the shooting dart like a dart.

"Don't worry, report your name first." The gray-haired, red-eyed death knight took a step forward. "I'm the head of the Ice Crown Knights, Arthas."

"I'm Zephylis." The Nightingale pressed his heart to shake and replied coldly. The power gathered on the dart was enough to penetrate the magical enchantment, but the opponent could take it so easily, which really surprised her. However, the current situation is three-five-to-one, and even if there are more accomplishments in Yunyao's uprising, the situation is still without any suspense.

"Is Baifeng Zefeilis? You just killed my three subordinates in the woods before entering the capital of the moon?" The undead smirked slightly. "You are very good at using anti-gravity technology, and you can beat the death knight. Innate ability, but waiting for a fight is not as simple as jumping on a tree branch, it is best to be mentally prepared first. "

"Do you really plan to deal with a unit alone?" Nightingale sneered.

"As long as the environment is right, the death knight can exert more destructive power than the praying man." The undead said, taking a small gem from his arms, and throwing it casually on the cliff. With the relaxation of the death knight, the gem exploded violently, making a deafening roar.

No one was injured. However, immediately afterwards, Zephylis suddenly awakened.

The other party wants to cause an avalanche ~!

"Quick defense!" Before the commander shouted, the mages had begun to cast coagulation to stabilize the disintegrating snow. Supported by the magic power of the high-ranking mage, the shaking ground gradually returned to peace, but the next moment, the meteor falling from the sky made all people's eyes look desperate.

The role of the detonation stone is only for positioning. The actual avalanche is not just a short explosion, but a huge meteor summoned by the Lich-this is a long time ago, the Knights of the Ice Crown in Nord One of the classic tactics of the Mori continent during the war, and now it will bury the enemy of Ishtoli again.

Meteorites summoned by the large magic square are at the top of the mountain, and then, an unstoppable avalanche covers all the sight, like an enraged beast, rushing to the army of the apostate.

There was no time for introspection or anger, because when the elites were swallowed by the torrent, Arthas's sword was also sheathed.

All five vampires spread their wings hidden in their bodies, flying through the air like bats in a semicircular trajectory. However, when the passing shadows tried to attack the death knight, the sword of Jing Wang Jian cut them off in an instant, and the only one who wanted to escape was caught up by death, and the whole body burst open in the air. The falling blood rain stained the white snow.

"Now it's one-on-one. Come to Yunyao's duel with Yunyao." The undead's eyes flashed with excitement.

The previous "suggestions" are not sensational, because the current situation is indeed extremely severe-for ordinary humans, there is no standpoint at all, and even nightingales can only barely prevent themselves from being roared by constantly jumping Avalanche devours.

The two Yunyao swordsmen, who also used soft swords, ran on the silver torrent in such a way that they attacked each other while falling at a very high speed. From a distance, the movement trajectory of the two people is almost like the trajectory of a paintbrush. From time to time, the long straight lines and sudden bends are changed. Then, at a certain point, the blades of the collision will flash. The passing spark.

Like a flame that ignites at the cost of life.

The use of soft swords is much higher than that of ordinary long swords, and it is not too much to use art to describe them. After the two swords intersect, what kind of jitter will the sword body have, what kind of influence will it have on the opponents, how to use this influence to manipulate the direction of the sword body, how to use the unique entanglement of the soft sword to deflect the opponent's attack, all Zephylis has studied hard and practiced it in countless battles.

But these skills were all lightly solved by the death knight in front of them. What's more, the nightingale felt that his sword path was gradually being attracted to the rhythm of the opponent's layout, and it became more and more difficult to escape.

The extremely high frequency of jumps makes the feet feel paralyzed. If they continue to stand still, they will be swallowed by an avalanche.

The only way to do it is to make a desperate attack-like the death knight, the nightingale also carries a lot of magical items gifted by Motidal, and now is the time to use it-such as this accelerated magic. During the confrontation, Zephylis read a word. The next moment, her body was pushed forward by high speed driven by supernatural force. The blade held by the female swordsman flashed in the forefront and passed instantly. A dozen steps away towards Arthas, a sharp booming noise was heard in the air.

Facing this almost desperate attack, even the death knight has no choice but to dodge. However, the impact of this sword was too strong. At the moment of blocking, the King Sword sharply bent into a semicircle and then flew out of the hands of the undead.

Won ~!

Regardless of the vertigo caused by the sudden acceleration, the nightingale turned back immediately, and the sword pierced the defenseless death knight.

Facing the sharp edge of the eyebrow, Arthas's eyes changed—a change that made Zephylis very uncomfortable. The cold-fired pupils seemed to be proclaiming, "In fact, what I want is exactly this kind of moment."

The next moment, the death knight moved, faster than the nightingale's imagination. Just a blink of an eye, the shadow-like existence has cut into the confrontation distance of the female swordsman. Arthas captured the right hand of the Nightingale with a sword in his left hand, then threw a punch with his right hand.

This punch hit Zephylis' heart.

The Jingwang sword "Yunyao" flipped in mid-air, and it fell for a few seconds before falling again, catching it steadily with one hand.

If the continuous Yahwe Mountains are a white sea, the sea is boiling at this moment-the Lich's fire meteor comes down one by one, and the buzzing sound of rubbing the air is harsh. Then, when these crimson meteorite hit the mountain peak, it will cause greater ripples, just like the ripples splashed when the stones enter the water.

However, each ripple is actually an avalanche that is several kilometers wide, and each ripple consumes incalculable life. Even when overlooked from the sky, the trembling of the earth's veins and the shaking of the mountains can still be detected.

With the passage of time, the number of elite troops of 20,000 quickly decreased, and the death knights walking on the snow had almost no loss. Unlike death knights, who can control gravity freely, the **** traitor's troops are not sheltered from gods or other supernatural powers, and swordplay seems useless at this time.

The only way to reverse this extreme passive situation is to search for and destroy the large law circle set on the peak.

While Motidal was in charge of strategic scheduling, Brande Ruth Daho, a prayer man, took on this task.

For those who have grasped the meaning of prayer, it is not difficult to search for the source of control from the fierce magic wave. But before approaching the first watershed of the Yahwe Mountains, a figure stood in front of the prayers.

Both were suspended at a height of several thousand meters, a force of prayer based on their wishes, and a power of arcane based on orderly movement. The vast mountains seemed to be a static background, and the roar of the avalanche was like a distant echo. In this high-altitude battlefield far from the earth, I could only hear my own heartbeat and wind.

"Mage?" Looking at the Libra's most obvious clothing, Brand Ruth showed a disdainful expression. "In the presence of prayer, only the magic that belongs to this world is at an extreme disadvantage. You have no chance of winning."

"Perhaps, but there is protection that must be behind me, so there is no room for retreat." Ignoring the opponent's radicals, Richard just shrugged. "Not to mention, how can you determine the outcome without trying?"

As soon as the voice of the undead fell, a bolt of lightning burst from his fingertips, rushing towards the target in the air.

In the face of the current flowing straight through, Brandluth had no intention of dodging at all, and did not even intend to pose a defensive posture symbolically-such an attack seemed ridiculous before the power of prayer.

Richard understands this too, because in the past few months, he has asked the end of Ishtoli innumerable questions about prayer, including, of course, the "defense of the heart". For mortals, the enchantment formed by imagination is almost impossible to break through, but the weakness of prayer enchantment is also the same-where the prayer himself has not noticed, the power of the enchantment will be greatly reduced.

That lightning, and the dozens of ice arrows and hundreds of air bombs that followed it, were all attacks that interfered with the opponent's attention. As for the real fatal blow, it was not launched by the mage himself.

The next moment, a dark shadow suddenly fell from the higher sky, as if shooting meteor toward the praying man enveloped by the light of magic. The moment the two passed by, three purple-golden electro-optical lights split down head-on, splashing a dazzling light in mid-air.

Gryphons leave in one shot, and after decelerating in the air, they make a circle and enter a translucent state again--

Covered by Richard's massive magic, and attacked by Froshide, with the dual protection of "Invisibility" and "Eternal Lights", this is the most effective way to attack the prayers. And the first strike without warning will be the best chance to take the life of the opponent.

But when the light was gone, the commander of the undead army couldn't laugh.

Brand Rout hovered unharmed across the opposite side and was not surprised by Faro's incredible blow. But it wasn't the calm eyes of the praying man that suffocated Richard, but the existence of wings flying around his opponent-it was a dragon creature less than one meter long and full of emeralds, its forehead Embed a rhythmic ruby.

An enchanting dragon.

Legend has it that this rare sub-dragon creature feeds on ordered arcane energy, and it can be disintegrated in no time at all, so only a small one is needed to invalidate the entire super-major. At the beginning, in order to crack the defense of the Fire City, the Lich tried to summon the Elven Dragon, but the conclusion was that "this is just a legend."

"It turns out ... there really is a magic dragon?" Richard showed an incredible expression for the first time.

In this way, it can be linked-when Lorendan landed in the war, Shi Fan felt that there were several prayers because Brandroute had such an ideological body with higher intelligence than ordinary people. .

"It seems that the end of Ishtoli has taught you a lot. If it were an ordinary prayer man, it might have been divided into two by that Jingwang sword." Brandruth glanced away in the distance The griffin knight circling, snorted, "But I'm different, because from the beginning, the enchantment under the setting is 'defensive against all physical attacks', so it will not be disturbed by your magic at all."

As for Richard's spell barrage, of course, it was devoured by that Elven Dragon. In other words, it is now a one-on-one battle between Falochita and the Prayer, and the Lich has completely lost its combat capabilities.

"It's impossible to stop an attack like this." The prayer man lifted his fur cape, and the heavy metal armor was exposed, shining in the sun. "I was a knight before becoming a prayer man The ruler of birth, now might as well end you as a knight ~! "

The former king of Midland pulled out his broad sword.

The next moment, with the action of chopping, a flame blade with a width of several hundred meters radiated from the sword's blade and flew towards Richard in the air. The Lich hurriedly avoided it with a transfer square, but the scorching Yan waves did not disappear, but continued to advance, eventually hitting a peak in the Yahwe Mountains, and burning the entire top.

The commander of the Undead Legion couldn't help gritting his teeth—a large magic circle of the Ice Crown Knights just happened to be hidden on that mountain. This blow not only completely destroyed it, but also killed several of his own. Colleagues.

"It looks like I'm hitting something?" The prayer man asked sarcastically.

The answer is a series of dazzling lightning bolts.

Five kilometers above the Yahwe Mountains, the confrontation between metal and magic continued. But with the huge flame blade falling again and again, more and more destroyed peaks on the battlefield, the frequency of fire meteor calls has been significantly reduced, and the avalanches have become less frequent.

This was all caused by Brandlutte. Prayer's attack methods are easily reminiscent of the profession of "Magic Swordsman", but compared to Alberta's Windblade, prayer-driven uprising is obviously much more terrifying. To make matters worse, his defense is more of a headache than his opponent's powerful attack.

As Yunyao's user, Falochide's swordplay clearly surpassed Brandruth. On several occasions, the Gryphon Knights have rushed into the distance of each other's confrontation, but even the Jingwang sword "Bauhinia" couldn't penetrate that level of enchantment and finally returned without success.

As for the powerful spells of Richard Bares, in the eyes of Jinglong, they are simply delicious snacks.

When the female swordsman's blade again sparked a spark on the enemy's enchantment, the calm Lich finally became annoyed. Damn ... if I had learned swordplay at the beginning, no, no swordplay, if I had mastered archery skills, maybe I could shoot that **** dragon, at least there should be no enchantment on it ...

Wait ~! Richard stared at his opponent in stark relief.

"Faroshita, have you noticed that guy's weakness?" The Lich stopped the magic in his hand.

"Weakness?" The blond woman repeated each other's words.

"Yes, think about it, don't you think the phrase" defense against all physical attacks "is very ambiguous?"

Faloxidil was slightly thoughtful, then nodded: "Although it feels like a word game, it's worth trying."

"My magic won't last long, so let's end it." Richard's eyes flashed a flash of light. At the same time, his right hand was immediately surrounded by a mass of purple-black energy—the black magic "withered".

After the first few confrontations, the invisible magic attached to the gryphon has lost its effect. Now Falochide does not have any chance of surprise. Therefore, the gryphon knight chose to make a breakthrough.

"Very courageous performance." Brandluth raised the broad sword in his hand. "But you rushed over from the front. It's too brave ~!" The praying man's weapon was fired three times, burning flame The waves rushed out in layers.

Faced with oncoming attacks, the female swordsman did not panic. The gryphon's wings suddenly contracted, and then the whole body suddenly fell. When the blade of flame condensed by prayer swept overhead, the rapidly spreading wings immediately lifted Kai and Faloxidai again.

Richard waved his right hand to Brandruth, and a dark force struck like a squall, and even Faloxidai was suffocated. However, Jinglong uses the body as a barrier and absorbs all the powerful black magic cast by Richard.

Then, the moment he passed by, Bauhinia once again made a bright mark on the enchantment.

"Stupid ~!" The prayer man sneered.

"That's not necessarily the case." With the words of self-confidence, Faro's sword in his hands shook open.

The tip of the nine-section sword penetrates the Jinglong Dragon accurately.

The next moment, the purple-gold snake with its prey cut back again. This time, the sharp blade broke through Brandluth's enchantment without stagnation. The sharp Jingwang sword smashed the enemy's armor in one fell swoop, and opened a huge wound, blood spurted out, rising in the cold wind.

"How is it possible ..." It wasn't until the heartbreaking pain spread all over the body that the prayer man finally returned to God and uttered such a word unwillingly. Then, the unconscious broken body fell straight from a height of five kilometers, turned into a black spot in the white mountains, and finally disappeared.

Prayer enchantment has not failed. The key to determining victory lies in the greedy little dragon—because the defensive wall "defensive against all physical attacks" does not regard the charm dragon as an enemy, and therefore, the edge of the string The Jingwang sword with Jingmei Dragon was also judged to be an innocuous friend. As a result, Bauhinia was able to easily break through the defense of consciousness and implement a must-kill.

"But how did you guess this?" Fallot put his sword into his sheath, admiring his eyes.

"According to the principle described by Shi Fan, it was originally necessary to find 'a place where the consciousness is not concentrated', but since the other party has made up for this weakness through the Dragon race, I can only look for 'a place that is not thoughtful of.'" A moment of relaxation appeared, but soon, that expression was replaced with dignity-from here looking down, at least half of the large magic squares have been destroyed by the power of the prayers.

The battle will become more and more difficult.

All 3,500 warriors were buried under an irresistible avalanche. The battle against the Yunyao swordsmen had also been divided, and Arthas returned his sword.

The death knight's opponent was lying on the ground. The white snow was in sharp contrast to the black hair, and a touch of blood at the corner of his mouth was particularly conspicuous. From Zephylis's faint eyes, she was at the last moment of soberness and death.

"From the point of view of swordplay skills, your teacher should be Mobadi Singhwes." Leaning to the survivor, placing the nightingale's sword on her chest, "tell me now immediately, that guy is hiding Where?"

"I like you ..." A softly whispered question was answered.

The girl's eyes crossed the death knight's shoulders, staring at the majestic world tree above her head, where her favorite lover was waiting for the final battle.

"I like you so much ..." Zephylis smiled and coughed violently. "So sorry, although you have been teaching me to respect my enemies, I can't do it now." The girl used the last The strength grabbed the enemy's wrist.

"Sorry, but please go with me." The final words of the nightingale were colder than snow.

When Arthas noticed the increasingly bright bracelet on his slender wrist, he finally came to his senses: "Damn ~!"

The next moment, the angry cursing of the death knight was swallowed up by the huge roar of the mountains.