Witchcraft

Chapter 113 Death Mask
With the explosion of the death knight's power, the ground began to shake on the hillside, and boulders rolled down the mountain one after another, as terrifying as the end of the world.

This power has reached the level of the legendary paladin, and it is not something that everyone can resist.

"Life is also suffering! Death is also suffering! Born with love, love produces worry, worry produces fear, and fear produces terror! If there is no love, there will be no worry and no fear." Nadal seemed to have come to his senses, muttering The old version of the Bright Bible, his voice became lower and lower, gradually becoming weaker and inaudible.

The voice was heartbreaking. It was obvious that the former number one knight was repenting for his cowardice.

A knight should be fearless, but he is born with fear because of love. Fear becomes the seed of evil invasion, and the pride of the human race becomes the death knight who is cast aside forever.

The surroundings became quiet, and Luo Xin was finally freed from the state of shock.

Nadal in the distance began to mutter in a low voice.

Listening carefully, Luo Xin's face was full of bitterness. This great figure in the epic is confessing, confessing to his Almighty God.

"Lord Almighty, I am your loyal servant and your valiant shield! And I have turned my back on your glory, I confess to you, I beg you to forgive my sins, a cowardly knight, a traitor to the light , if the hellfire can burn away my sins, I am willing to bear the endless fire burning, I am so humble, so stupid, so that I confess to you at this moment, I can’t face myself, Almighty Lord Please forgive me, forgive me." Nadal finally abandoned the evil in his mind and confessed with tears.

Luo Xin felt sad, this extremely devout believer at the moment, feared that he could not be forgiven by the God of Light, he turned his back on the light, those evils could never be cleansed.

"Welcome, my child, you found your way home"

A divine voice suddenly resounded between heaven and earth, and the whole world seemed to hear it.

In the sky, a beam of light fell straight from the sky, and it happened to shine on the death knight, instantly burning his worn-out battle robe to ashes.

miracle
Luo Xin narrowed her eyes, a little unbelievable, has the God of Light's kindness reached such a level?
"Kneel down, my children, he is an ally of the Lord God and a miracle of the God of Light." Luo Xin became extremely devout, and immediately fell to her knees on the ground.

In addition to humans, both orcs and elves believe in the existence of three gods.

The orcs couldn't fight against the gods, so Feng Yang and the others all knelt down.

Luo Xin was unwilling to prostrate on the ground, and still secretly aimed her eyes at the beam of light.

"God! It's God!" The death knight wept bitterly, and fell to the ground prostratingly.

All the past is ashes, all love and hatred are gone!

"Take off that evil mask! My child, believe in your faith, believe in your firmness and kindness in your heart." The divine voice of the God of Light continued to resound throughout the world.

Nadal finally mustered up the courage and reached for his mask with trembling hands.

This is the death mask of the Lich King. It is his sustenance. His immortal body and decaying soul all rely on this powerful and evil mask.

At this moment, he stood on the side of God and abandoned everything!
Ah!
Accompanied by Nadal's painful roar, a raging fire burned all over his body, quickly devouring his body.

Soon the invincible death knight was burned into a pile of fly ash, and the worn armor fell to the ground.

There is a great sword of death mourning stuck in the ground, and a black iron mask.

"Lovely Broken Jade Claw, do me a favor and send this mask to the Immortal Iceberg, where it will belong."

After Shenyin finished speaking, she disappeared, including the miracles.

Fire and killing will increase the power of the death mask, and this evil mask can never be destroyed, so the God of Light asked everyone to take the mask to the snow mountain that will never melt, and let it be frozen there forever.

"This is God's entrustment. Should we change our course?" Qing Ge raised his head, already extremely excited.

Although she is not a mother goddess, seeing the miracle of the God of Light still makes Qing Ge inexplicably excited.

"Seeing may not be believing!" Luo Xin's eyes were uncertain.

Everyone slowly walked to the side of the death knight. There were only broken armor and the eye-catching giant sword.

But that black mask lay there quietly, looking inconspicuous.

It awaits its next master, ready to destroy this loathsome world.

Luo Xin was about to step forward to pick up the mask, but Qing Ge grabbed Sui Yuzhua's arm.

"No, this thing is too evil, it's best not to touch it with your hands." Qing Ge was a little scared.

The things brought by the death mask are almost all the things that the world fears the most, fear, tyranny and evil!

Luo Xin gently shook off Qing Ge's hand, and continued to move forward.

"This is God's entrustment, don't worry! He thinks we can complete the task." Luo Xin curled her lips and said noncommittally.

"Use the great and omnipotent!" Qing Ge was very dissatisfied with Luo Xin's tone.

Perhaps this miracle witnessed with his own eyes made the elf feel more awe of the God of Light, and he has already begun to correct Luo Xin's address.

"You're not a servant of the God of Light, what do you care about so much." Luo Xin felt it was funny and exasperated, and couldn't help but sarcastically.

The death mask was finally in his hands.

Violence and evil immediately filled his mind, and negative emotions instantly filled his entire mind, making him depressed.

Luo Xin couldn't help frowning, this is too exaggerated!

"My lord priest, what should I do with this sword? The God of Light didn't tell me." Feng Yang was a little at a loss.

This devout tauren still paid enough respect to the god of light, but he couldn't shake the position of the main god in his heart at all. The tauren has always been the most devout believer of the main god.

Death Sorrow is a huge sword, it looks heavy, and Luo Xin has a headache.

"Let's melt it! I'll hit you with an ax." Luo Xin finally spoke, but everyone was stunned.

Qing Ge had already started to frown, this famous divine sword, this crazy broken jade claw actually wanted to melt it, it was a waste of money.

"This sword is priceless. Whether it is the history of the human race or the history of the elves, you are not allowed to destroy this legendary antique." Qing Ge immediately jumped up to object.

This elf is too obsessed with history, and this legendary sword has become her heart and soul.

"In that case, I'll leave it to you, but don't expect my tauren to carry it for you." Luo Xin didn't care about it at first, and handed it over immediately.

Qing Ge was in a difficult situation for a while, the sword was really too heavy, and it was really hard for her weak shoulders to carry it.

(End of this chapter)