Heroes And Invincible Undead Magic God

"Evil Lich, you don't even know what I went through!"

Looking at North in the distance, the death knight gritted his teeth.

"My lover died in the hands of someone who is full of lies like you. The so-called salvation in your mouth is nothing more than the use of some evil undead magic, but I am not afraid. I have been just like those dirty undead creatures. The breath of death invades, no matter what you do, it won’t make me worse!"

Even if he loses his weapon, facing the unfathomable lich, the death knight still has no meaning to be soft. It belongs to his will and is not allowed to succumb to the evil lich. No matter what the lich says, he will only let him He was even more angry.

"I didn't mean that."

The white-clothed man looked at the death knight, and North relayed his words.

"I can take away all your pain, make up for all the mistakes you have committed, change the tragedy you have experienced, and let you live in happiness and joy forever. Don't you yearn for all this and don't want to be saved?"

Hearing what he said, the contempt on the death knight's face was even worse: "Only you? The evil Diya Lich, on the basis that you still want to do this kind of thing? Abandon your sad undead magic, and you are left. what?"

Facing the very stubborn death knight who had been dazzled by hatred, the man in white sighed.

"You don't want to be redeemed. Could it be that you are enjoying the pain, enjoying the will that pain brings to you, enjoying the power of being a hero?"

"What do you mean by this?" At this time, the death knight's complexion changed. He looked at Noth angrily. If it weren't for the power of the Holy Word and the lack of weapons in his hand, he could not help but turn to that name. The lich attacked.

The words that Noth relayed have deeply angered the death knight. The powerful aura he exuded all over his body, and the oppression that belonged to the legendary hero, made Noth even dare not move.

Upon seeing this, North just opened his mouth to show that he didn't say those words, but he heard the words of the white-clothed man continue to come.

"What I mean is already obvious. Some people like to sleep in the pain of the past, through constant recollection, to inspire stronger will." North said bitterly, "but I will save you, um ...Without those pains, you will lose the will to become a hero, but you can always be happy and joyful."

"I don't believe what you said! I won't believe any Diya creatures..."

Perhaps it was North's unreliable expression, or for other reasons, the death knight did not believe what he said. If he were replaced by a white-clothed man and told him in person, the situation might be different.

"Don't think that you have mastered the power of the Holy Word, and you can change my will! If you are as powerful as you said and can save me, why not prove it to me now?" the death knight continued.

Upon seeing this, the white-clothed man sighed deeply: "It's a pity that I can't do this now. I still lack the most important thing. But I assure you that it won't be long before I can It can be done. At that time, not only you but all the creatures in the world will be redeemed."

Speaking of the end, the white-clothed man showed firm eyes, and everyone who saw his eyes would be convinced by his words. Unfortunately, apart from North, no one could see him.

After listening to North’s narration, Tamick showed a weird look: "Are you still the North who abandoned others? These words don't seem to be utterable in your mouth at all."

Tamick, who understood the various deeds of North, had deep doubts about the words in his mouth. In her opinion, these words were not something North could say at all.

"I don't want to say that either..." Seeing that the death knight not far away was staring at him, while the man in white was still waiting for the death knight's answer, North showed a helpless expression and had to whisper to Tamick. road.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and then said to Tamick: "Squat on the ground."

"What?" Tamick showed extremely puzzled eyes. "What is meant by squatting on the ground?"

"It's okay...just as if I didn't say anything..." Upon seeing this, North hurriedly waved his hand and explained unnaturally.

While talking, his gaze glanced at the white-clothed man on the side with a guilty conscience in his eyes. After seeing that the white-clothed man had no special reaction, he breathed a sigh of relief.

After feeling the power of the Holy Word, North just wanted to try against Tamick, but saw the ruthless fact that he couldn't use that power at all. The power that belongs to the word, only the man in white clothes in his eyes, that is, the lich named Erich, is qualified to use it.

"After talking so much, you still can't do anything." Looking at North, the death knight said solemnly, "I won't let go of my hatred of Diya creatures just because of your few words!"

"If this is your inner decision, then I respect your choice." North had just relayed the words of the white man in half, but his right hand suddenly became out of control.

In North's surprised eyes, his right hand threw out the long green blade that he had originally held.

The blade rotated a few times in the air, tracing an irregular arc, and finally stuck straight into the ground in front of the death knight.

The death knight also had some accidents. He immediately stretched out his hand and pulled out the weapon inserted in the ground, this time without any hindrance.

Looking at the green blade in his hand, the death knight showed an extremely unexpected look. He couldn't believe that the enemy in front of him had returned the weapon to himself so easily. You know, the Wind Chasing Blade in his hand is a rare artifact, and the words of the lich also show that he knows the value of this artifact.

"You can still retain this hatred. This is your right. But I believe that you cannot retain it for too long, because before long, all the hatred and all the disputes in this world will become meaningless... Maybe Only then will you believe my words."

In the suspicious eyes of several other people, North finished all the words of the man in white, and at the end, his voice trembled.

At this moment, North felt deeply that ignorance is sometimes so happy. He, who had seen Erich's memory, knew that what the lich said was true, and he had abilities that other creatures could not imagine.

Looking at the white-clothed man not far away, his dress clearly seemed to have a sense of holiness, but in Noth's heart, he felt a deep fear, as if he had seen something terrifying.

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