Death Knight

The whistling of the blade tore the skin of the atmosphere, and the death knight, like a statue, was transformed into a fuzzy black line in an instant, running through the distance between the two. The magical blade whistling from the long sword swept away. And the next moment, the soft sword integrated with the wind had arrived in front of Alberta.

With the burning bright red light, the piercing sword wind rushed towards the face, there was no possibility of evasion at all. The elf had to grit his teeth, hold the sword handle with both hands, and tried his best to meet him.

"Ping ~!" The crisp sound of a metal collision swept across the eardrum, and Alberta's palm immediately lost consciousness—the death knight's soft sword was more powerful than a giant axe, and it was difficult to imagine what stubborn killing The intention was condensed in the weapon-his body was also out of balance at the same time, and the whole person was blown off the ground.

But everything is just a moment that can't be captured. Before the fatal flaw is exposed, the elf has turned over in the air, just like the smart lynx quickly adjusts his posture. Under the shelter of the power of the wind, the light figure did not fall into the shadow of the death knight's sword, but stayed in the air steadily, looking down at the Shura field in front of him from a height.

"Huh, I was underestimated ..." Arthas muttered softly, his tall body jumped up to the wall, and before the opponent noticed his intention, the death knight took it as a springboard and Chang Jianping Swing and cut to the target staying in the air.

The crossed curved wind blades immediately broke away from the elves' long swords, growling and greeted them, trying to intercept the adversary who was attacking insanely. As a result, the dome of the prayer hall rolled up a fierce airflow, and the hanging ornaments on the ceiling were torn into countless fragments, turning into a shining storm that obscured everything.

The battlefield suddenly became chaotic, but in this state, the death knight was not affected in any way, and even the sharp wind blade could not stop the clear trajectory of the soft sword.

why? How could this be so ... When you see everything in front of you, the breath of death is coming, hitting the light of its first level, making Alberta's nervous nerves stop working at that moment. He subconsciously held up his sword to block, but this time, the suspended body no longer had any support. When the shattered sword light rips the guardian of the wind, the elves hit the hard ground like a kite with a broken line.

The violent impact completely numb the elves' backs, and their chests were under pressure. But under the attack of the other party's storm, Alberta had no room to breathe. If he did not turn over in time, the sweeping attack that followed would cut him in half at the moment of landing.

There is no room for counterattack ~! What exactly is that soft sword? For a while, it's like a living snake, and for a while, it's extremely hard. If it is cut, probably the bones will smash, right? The elf thought so, there was no wound on his body, but under the pressure of the cold sword wind, every part of his body seemed to be soaked in the cold sea water, and felt a pain in the bone.

However, you must not die here, otherwise ... the girl's smile naturally comes to Alberta's mind. The elf clenched his sword without saying a word, intending to take the risk and launch a counterattack.

The next moment, a few silver rays passed through Alberta's ears in the gap, the sudden death of the death knight suddenly stopped, Arthas suddenly jumped back, out of the distance of the battle, and he Where it is, two sharp arrows have been buried at this moment.

The tail feather of the third arrow trembled on Alsace's shoulders.

It was as if the violent strings suddenly broke, and the fighting between them suddenly stopped, but this did not represent the end of the crisis. Not only does the air flow in the hall not tend to calm down, on the contrary, the **** smell condensed in the body is stronger.

"Very good bursts." The death knight said, pulling out the arrow, with a bit of ridicule in his tone, but more cold, "but this level of attack is not enough."

When those blood-red eyes stared at Oluha, her heart suddenly jumped uncontrollably. The lips, which were not very bloody, showed paleness as complexion under the subconscious tightening action. But the stubbornness in the elf girl's eyes did not flinch. Not only did she not fear, she raised the long bow in her hand again.

"Enough, Oluha ~!" Alberta shouted loudly.

"But Alberta, I will fight together too! Do you want me to watch all this ..."

"I'll fix this guy, don't try again!" The elf tried to attract the attention of the undead. Regardless of the girl's worried eyes, he pointed the sword's sharp edge at the death knight again. The opponent should be me ~! "

"Interesting, do you like to be a hero so much?" Alsace's blade sags slightly and poses a spike. "Although he is an excellent warrior and has the ability to manipulate the power of the wind, but you are still far from real swordsmanship. It's a long distance. So you can't survive from me, so is she. "

Time seemed particularly long at that moment, and unconsciously, Alberta's palms were already sweaty. The cold emanating from the body of the undead was like a vine, slowly infiltrating into the elf's body, causing his limbs and soul to gradually freeze.

Is this the power of the death knight? And I am not at all a level. I thought that there was always enough power to keep everything under control, but now it seems that Roland's prediction has really come true. I've been wandering in the closed forest for too long, and I've been abandoned by the sword ... The elves' lips showed a hint of imperceptible self-deprecation.

But in any case, I can't let Oluha take any harm, even if this is my last battle ~! Alberta's clothes are dancing unnaturally, and the surrounding scenery is gradually distorted under the swirling air vortex. From time to time, a whirlwind formed, tearing items in the hall to pieces.

"That kind of look ..." When the elf's firm eyes met his burning pupil, Arthas's eyebrows suddenly frowned. "It's easy to make people have unpleasant memories. I hate it!

However, before he started, the sudden off-string voice broke out again. With a glass of glass falling like a torrential rain, another death knight stormed into the prayer hall. Even the violent wind blades around him couldn't restrain this intruder. The gray-haired figure had swept past Oluha before the elves and the undead had taken action. At the moment when the nightmare slowed down, the deceased had hugged the elven girl and hugged it.

"His Royal Highness Oluha ~!" Alberta's eyes frantic, and he rushed over desperately.

"Roland?" Arthas flashed a cold fire in his pupil.

The exquisite cloak of the death knight fluttered under fierce action, just like an eagle spreading wings. Until this moment, the two talents who had returned to God finally moved. However, driven by the host, the nightmare ignored their actions at all, and Changming leaped high, and the powerful iron hoof kicked the window nibble easily, then rushed out of the siege and disappeared into the night.

The aquatic pupils and beautiful faces, as well as the familiar movements and expressions, when Oluha could clearly see the appearance of the person in front of her, could not help wondering whether it was just an illusion.

"Roland? Is that you?" The girl whispered the name like a nightmare.

"Hurry up." The death knight replied indifferently, still focusing his eyes directly in front.

Oluha sighed, no longer saying anything, but holding each other tightly. The next moment, Nightmare suddenly accelerated.

At this moment in the city of Is, there are black figures everywhere, and everything reflects red like blood. The sky is no longer quiet as usual, but instead becomes a reflection of the ground battlefield. Storm griffins and gargoyles are flying up and down, and ice dragons dive down and spit out frosts and frosts, bringing those towering defense towers together with humans. freeze. And beside these ice sculptures, the scorching flame is greedily devouring everything it can reach-food, supplies, houses, and life. But the deceased did not pay attention to those, he just carefully avoided the noisy battlefield, and passed lightly houses like birds. Soon, the surrounding air cooled down, no longer **** and hot.

"Roland?" Oluha called again lowly.

"Are you okay?" In the darkness, Death Knight's expression was indistinguishable, but the elf noticed the contradiction and wavering in his tone.

"Well." The girl nodded, and then worried, "but, Alberta ..."

"Alsace didn't like chasing the enemy who ran away, and he wasn't interested in stopping others from escaping. Don't worry, Oluha." At that moment, Roland seemed to be caught in the memory. He knows when to retreat. "

"That's right, I'm not a burden here, he no longer needs to continue fighting." The girl's head gradually lowered, "I thought I had the power, but I didn't expect it would drag others down."

Roland shook his head. "That guy's goal is me."

"The goal of that death knight is ... Roland?"

"I defeated him at the Sword Hill in the Northland. Arthas was attached to pure power, so I became part of his obsession." As if feeling the pain of sympathy, Roland's The tone slowed down, "The death knight's obsession can't be stopped for any reason ... because I defeated him for a long time then, this is now the case."

"Why?" The elf was a little confused.

"He wants to face the crazy Roland again, for this reason, it is necessary to anger me." The aqua pupil blinked, "That's why he intends to kill you, because you are probably ..." Here, the death knight paused and stopped.

"That kind of thing, how is that possible?" The subtle changes in the other's emotions did not escape Oluha's eyes. "So, Roland ..."

Why did Roland come to save me?

Don't you want to recall the painful past because of the same scene?

What kind of position do I have in your heart?

If I die, will you really avenge me?

Countless thoughts rushed out of Oluha's heart like a fountain in an instant, and drew thin but tough cobwebs, entwining her tightly, making the weak suffocation fill the whole body. The elven girl pressed her chest firmly, as if to keep her heart from beating, but her pale lips didn't make any sound.

"Oluha?" Roland noticed a strange look of concern.

The girl just shook her head: "Remember? We've walked through the misty forest like this before."

At that time, your eyes were bright and clear, and your palms were warm and soft, but now everything is all right. Burning in the pupil was the immortal fire of revenge. Although the arms were still in the usual position, it was as cold as the armor. You taught me how to find courage and freedom, but why are you now willingly locked up in a cage of revenge? Now I finally have strength and freedom, but I still can't get the person I want ... Roland, don't you think it's too cruel?

The death knight fell silent, but the crisp female voice murmured: "Roland, I have been thinking, if nothing ever happened, that would be great." Oluha's eyes blurred.

"Oluha ~!" Roland frowned.

"Sorry, I always say impossible things. It seems easy to be sad with the dead." The elf smiled again.

How long do you have to wait for the opportunity to be with you?

The autumn wind caused Oluha's long hair to float and playfully stroked the opponent's cold cheek. The scenery on both sides quickly regressed like a turbulent river, as if it had been remembered.

It doesn't matter if it's an undead, if it can stay in your arms like this forever, the girl slowly closes her eyes. War, stance, undead ... These things have no meaning to me at all. I just want to imprint everything I feel at the moment into the depths of my memory.

As soon as the two of them rode, they shuttled lightly and quietly. At that moment, time seemed to be still.

"Here." Roland drew his mount.

"Here is it?" Oluha looked around. At night, the shadow of the lord castle Heikei Kui suddenly jumped into his eyes.

"The castle is not the target of the undead, and there are still a considerable number of Alliance troops stationed, which should be very safe. You just need to ask for asylum in the past." Roland turned his head, and compared to the dark background, the battlefield was lit The reddish light seemed to be particularly dazzling. It took only a few moments for the fire to spread. The whole temple area was caught in a sea of ​​fire, and the buildings were almost spared. The battle was clearly successful.

"Is Roland going?" The elf's bright eyes fell silent.

"Well, otherwise it would have a very bad effect if people saw the chanter and the undead walking together?"

How could I care? Now I'm not the little girl who fears the king ~!

But when the words came to her lips, they were pressed back into her heart. Oluha could barely show a smile: "Yes, both humans and elves are a lot of suspicious creatures."

"Take care." Roland jumped out of the nightmare and hugged the girl lightly, but his unexpected movements frozen his mind.

"Thank you, Roland." Oluha suddenly hugged him tightly.

Through the cold armor, the death knight can even clearly feel the warmth of the opponent's body.

"It's not necessary, this is what I should do, in order to avoid innocent people being involved in the death knight's longing." Roland patted the elf's back carefully. "For revenge, I once raised my sword to many Alsace is one of them. Now his counterattack is coming, so it must be me who stands up. "

"Even so, I would like to thank you." Oru Hatton paused and slowly answered, but there was a dark mark in his spring-like eyes, "Yes ... if, if revenge is complete, what will happen to Roland in the future? What about? "

"I don't know that the death knight will not think about things other than wishes. The future is not important." The undead answered in a cold tone. The next moment, the gray-haired figure had broken away from the other's hug and jumped lightly onto the waiting horse. The black nightmare rose into the air, leaving only the icy frost to entangle the breath of death around the slightly trembling branches.

"Sometimes, I really envy the person lying under the moon flower." Looking at the back, Oluha whispered to herself, and the crystal tears passed silently across her face.

"The Storm Gryphon unit deserves to be the elite in the alliance. Even in a disadvantaged situation, it can still be in danger and launch an effective counterattack," Richard said with emotion. "The dwarves have an excellent person who can transform rage into strength. leader."

"So, what about the loss of our army?" Roland asked, looking at the gargoyle group that was gone in the air.

"If you look at the quantity, it ’s a complete defeat. A rough estimate is that the number of storm griffins fell only about 300, but we lost more than 1,100 gargoyles, and we also added street fighting. The six death knights killed in the middle, "the Lich paused," but compared to the damage caused by Li's magic, this result seems acceptable. "

"Thanks to Arthas's ability to stop the magic inside." Roland glanced at his colleagues around him.

"I feel very sorry. It should be said that it is too greedy to make mistakes. I actually focus on playing with the weak, and it is really a bad habit to steal." The other party didn't care that Roland was hostile. Gaze, "And finally let the magic swordsman escape, ha ha ha ..."

"Alsace, I can assure you that this kind of provocation will never be the next time." Roland's eyes suddenly burst into a cold flame.

"Come on, if you can show my satisfaction and reproduce the situation at the time, I don't have to waste so much effort to find the elves." Arthas did not budge.

"That's enough, you two. Even if the undead like the death knight is selfish, please have a limit, don't be embarrassed on the battlefield." Richard frowned. "Our strategic goals have been achieved anyway , That's enough. It's better to follow the fate of everything else. "

This overblown round field made both of them stop. After a while, Roland finally sighed and turned his eyes to the map in his hand: "So, what is our next goal?" The pupil suddenly dilated suddenly, "Darran City ..."

In October, Luvis, the scales of war finally broke the deadlock and began to lean towards the will of the undead.

The three cities of Fiana, Isla, and Crubes, which control all food supplies in the eastern part of the West Ellazea Plain, now store their autumn harvests under the raid of the death knights and burned. As a result, the main force of the alliance has also fallen into an extremely passive situation. On the day that Amir submitted his Islam report, Kadar issued an order to retreat—the army holding only 400,000 people to maintain the food for one month. If it continued to confront the undead in the land of stars, it might lead to total destruction. ending.

Outside of the battlefield, people's situation is even worse. After the death raid of the three cities of the death knights, followed by the cold breath, it was a frightening famine. With the cold winter coming early this year, the streets of most cities are crowded with all kinds of refugees. The largest number of them are the homeless who escaped from Islam. And the assistance of the Brainus Elves couldn't stop the spread of the terror at this moment-the undead were attacking here non-stop.

Even if the sword is not stained with blood, today's death knight has indeed become synonymous with evil. But for these long-abandoned undead, what kind of title they were given did not care.

Roland led the troops carefully to avoid the main retreat of the Alliance. On the third day after the battle, the magnificent posture of the Naga Mountains finally re-entered the sight of the death knights.

And the scene at the foot of the mountain was completely out of touch with the magnificence-although the battlefield was cleaned, it was in the way that ghouls preferred: countless dead bodies piled up into hills and soon reflected in Roland Among the pupils of aqua. As the marching troops crossed the pit filled with heavy blood, even the battle-hardened death knights could not help frowning.

"The battle was more fierce than I thought. After all, this is the real front line." Roland carefully manipulated the horses to avoid stepping on broken limbs and internal debris.

The Lich nodded in agreement: "But the most fragile period in the strategy has passed, and the initiative is now in our hands."

"What's the next step?" Arthas didn't care what the horseshoe might step on.

"You have already seen it. I plan to renovate it well and leave a few Liches. I will lead 10,000 ghouls here to settle down and build a support base. Relying on the power of the magic tower, even the forest of mists The elves came to attack, and there was no accident. "Richard led the crowd into the camp that had just been set up in the ruins and explained while walking." The main force continued to advance and clear a road to Llana. . "

"Such a strategic plan is wrong, and the current number of troops cannot complete such a task at all." Roland countered, "After several battles, the number of Knights of the Ice Crown has decreased. The war dead, lost In addition, those who fulfilled their wishes, there were more than 1,600 resting knights, and the replenishment of the ghoul legion could not keep up with the consumption ... Do you still plan to divide your defense? "

"Oh, are you talking about the source of soldiers? It has been planned for a long time." The usual sly smile floated on Richard's face, "I'm going to take you and Arthas to review it, anyway, let's talk to the tower, I'll wait for you there. "In reply, the light of the transferred square shrouded the thin figure of the Lich in an instant.

"That guy, what strange thing did he do when I was away?" Roland frowned dissatisfied.

"Guessing a Lich's behavior is stupid and meaningless, especially Richard's type." Arthas' reply revived a usual ridicule.

The two men leaped lightly in the ruins of the Flame of the City, and the canyon was immediately thrown behind, the plains of Elazeya East spread out slowly, and the black tower surrounding the magical light soon occupied. The sight of the undead.

"That is?" Roland stopped the horse.

Eight neat square arrays tightly surround the tower, arranged in a pattern of stars and moons. The white, which is completely opposite to the black frozen ground, makes them stand out, as if they were the white jade star plate of the fortune teller. However, accompanied by strong magic waves, it was an unknown and chaotic air flow.

He was also stained with blood-stained body, cracked and terrible face, and hollow and godless eyes. The thick smell of blood, like a corpse, tightly wrapped these white figures, and the blade held in his hand exuded a cursed breath.

"It's a skeleton warrior." Arthas's voice sank.

"They will become the new main force of the Undead Army." Richard seemed very satisfied with the expressions of the two.

"It's just called them." Alsace's eyes turned into disdain. "These are just puppets who have lost their self-awareness. The action of a puppet swinging a sword is not qualified to be called a fight ~!"

"It shouldn't be Ishtoli's power, either." Roland also said.

"Death knights and skeletons are, of course, completely different. After all, these things are just bones that have been re-aggregated by the power of the magic tower, but it doesn't matter?" The Lich shrugged his shoulders. As long as it can really weaken the number of coalition forces, what method does it matter? What do you think? "

"How much is it?"

"In total, there are 40,000 skeleton warriors. I sent people to collect a large number of corpses between the battles, and now they are finally useful."

"Then, explain the plan," Arthas's mouth raised. "Although it's just a puppet, it's a pity to be able to gather to this amount. If it's not used properly."

"It looks more and more evil, exactly like the description in the novel." Roland shook his head thoughtfully.

"Unfortunately, reality and fiction are different, after all." The Lich laughed. "People in power often use words to whitewash themselves and ugly the enemy. That is the most common thing."

At the end of October in Luvis's calendar, the iron hoof of the death knights finally stopped the blitz. In the star-view place of the Naga Mountains, the undead army who built the new base also began to reorganize the army, and the most important part of it was to absorb the magic puppet that has been born from the war-the skeleton warrior.

The army with 40,000 skeletons was divided into eight squares of 5,000. Among them, each square was divided into a group of one hundred people, and each team had a "bone controller". Once When the skeletons are destroyed in battle, they will rebuild the good parts with the magical power attached to their bodies. And the Lich hidden behind the battlefield, it is through these special puppets to give instructions.

However, while the bone-controller was destroyed, the magic power as a catalyst will not be dispelled, but will only be transferred to other skeletons, which greatly strengthened the survival ability of the white bones on the battlefield and made it a leap. Become the new main force of the undead.

The Undead Corps, headed by 8,326 death knights, quickly completed the reorganization, removing the defensive forces remaining in the land of Astrology. The new army has 55,000 ghouls and 40,000 skeleton warriors. , And the 35,000 Spider-Mixed Army, a total of 135,000, is almost the same size as before the two major battles.

At the beginning of November, the sleepless passersby once again embarked on the journey to the Shura field. At the end of the road, Dalara, the capital of Elazia, is waiting for a verdict from fate.

"Look, it's snowing," said Roland, reaching out to catch falling snowflakes, and the natural sculpture in the cold palms of the death knight was as peaceful as asleep.

"Winter is always the best season for undead." Richard showed a rare emotional side.

"Although it is common for heavy snow to cover the sky in the north, I still miss it here." Roland's eyes lit a delicate flame.

...... Ten years ago, Jiu Yuan and I returned to Lara at this time of snow ...

"Is it snowing at that time?" The other asked.

"Well." Roland's eyes softened unconsciously.

"This is the death knight. No matter how the world changes, the heart always stays in the past." The Lich's eyes stayed on the flying ice crystals. "Although everyone is attached to a certain goal, I and Al Saas always looks at the future, and you can only live in memory. "

"You don't need to preach. I already know this. This is the destination of an avenger." Roland replied solemnly. "For me, if there is something worth guarding, then it will not be a death knight at all. Now. "

"So, don't you care about the others? Like the elf girl." Richard looked at his companions meaningfully, and Arthas smiled viciously.

And the death knight just tightened his lips and turned his eyes to the distant and pale horizon. The vast white gradually blurred everything in his vision.

"Although I was only interested in this magical relationship, I knew a little about it," the Lich said again. "Even if you are slow, you won't know anything about her feelings, right?"

"Is there anything to discuss about that kind of problem?" Roland interrupted the other party. "It's all just fate. It's as if Master's Crimson Lotus will inevitably stand in front of me. It crossed the Ganges nine years ago. At that moment, everything is decided. "

"But you do care about her, don't you?"

"I just don't want her to be a tool used by Alsace." Roland answered blankly. "I thought about it a lot when I left Blainas, but in the end I made a decision and I won't Have any regrets. Now that I've chosen the path of revenge, that's why I exist, just that. "

"Really?" The Lich lowered her head.

"Why do you ask these? Sympathy? Curious? Feeling stupid? Still unable to understand?"

"Because Ishtoli wants you to 'live'." Richard's eyes were strangely firm.

"Are you going to live ..." The death knight's eyes shook, and he repeated the words of the other side softly. In the next moment, the gray-haired figure passed a little over the snow and merged into the vast white.

It was snowing heavily, and everything was stained with hazy beauty under the rendering. And in this white illusion, a maze named destiny is gradually taking shape, so that the burning soul is lost unknowingly.