Death Knight

Under the action of magic, a distance of tens of thousands of kilometers was crossed in an instant. When Roland escaped from the imprisonment of spells, there was already a boundless northern scenery in front of him. The strong wind of the mountain stream made his gray hair flutter in the air, and the flying snowflakes fell like petals, but the pupil of the death knight's color just stared into the distance, the top of the mountain that was favored by the colorful aurora-the ice crown there.

... Ishtoli is there ...

Under Bai Xue's description, the original illusory figure was gradually clearing in Roland's mind. Beautiful waterfall-like long hair, crisp and sweet laughter, and gentle but firm eyes. Although she clearly knew that it was different, Roland's long-term figure often coincided with her, becoming an indistinguishable fuzzy existence.

"Do you think of me as a long-term substitute?" The eyes that once stared at him reappeared.

Roland shook his head vigorously and told himself that it was not the time to think about those things. Now that such a choice has been made, the only thing to do at this moment is to rush to the palace immediately and fully guard the irreplaceable existence.

Under the light golden sunlight, the original lost eyes of the death knight instantly reflected into the indelible firmness.

"This time, I will never lose it again! Absolutely." The swift figure led the ice crystal fragments and the sound of the wind, gliding on the mountain road and generally moving at high speed. Under the clever manipulation of the knight, a long nightmare sounded, and he walked lightly across the snow, and then jumped up the steep rock.

After breaking through the blockade of the palace gates, the commando entering the Frozen Crown had to face the suffocating powerful magic of the Lich and the oppressive attack of the Shadow Armor with no end in sight. The huge ice flowers with sharp edges spread from time to time in the crowd, the giant sword of the armor was cut off like a wind, and many brave warriors fell on the cold and smooth marble ground forever without even closing their eyes. With the insane counterattack of the undead, the number of people who broke the defense and broke into the second layer was very small, and most of them had to leave time behind.

Reaching the third floor, responsible for completing the tasks assigned by Luvis, only six people-Messi, deputy head of the Knights of the Sword Knight, Delicia, deputy head of the Knights of the Chain, and Adi Division, member of the Holy Grail , High Master Anthony Das, and two High Priest, Damia and Dars.

Compared with the magnificence of the first two layers, this layer is more refined. Through the painted glazed windows, the aurora sieve mixed with the sunlight of the Northland fell into a wide corridor. There are small flower beds scattered on both sides, and the blossoming moon flower is protruding from it, and the petals reflect a warm light. Amethyst-like walls are covered with floor curtains, exuding a mysterious and noble atmosphere. In these circumstances, I am afraid that even the solemnity of the Fawang Hall and the beauty of the Temple of Luvis can not be compared with it.

However, for the six uninvited guests who broke into the palace's upper floors, even the beautiful scenery is just an obstacle to confuse the sight, not to mention the ingenious fountain statue, even the fragrance seeping from the flower core can not attract their attention. Occupying their inner world, in addition to tension, there is only a lofty sense of mission.

As the team stepped forward, the quiet and detailed piano sound gradually cleared, embellishing the sight in front of them into an intoxicating dream. Although no enemies have appeared so far, the six people who explored their way forward remained cautious-until they reached the main hall gate.

The moment the door was opened, no matter how ignorant humans resisted, the scene engraved in the pupils still broke the blockade and conveyed the shock to the depths of their hearts.

The looming multicolored light is like a cold and splendid waterfall, pouring down through the hollow dome; looking down the side of the pavilion covered with new green vines, the endless vast sea of ​​clouds suddenly occupy all the sights, only a few islands that occasionally stand out , Marking the highest peak of the Atre Mountains. The aurora running overhead is like a vast river, winding to the end of the sea of ​​clouds.

The girl in the yellow skirt, sitting between the flowers and bathed in the aurora curtain, completely lost the focus and calmness of the intruder's eyes.

The girl has a beautiful and lively face, but the eyes that show through the color of the night sky are irresistibly determined. In the silence of the confrontation between the two sides, she clings silently to the wooden harp, but only the ribbon on her dress dances with the hair in the air, depicting the breeze and the long-lasting melody.

As if he had never experienced pain and ecstasy, sadness and happiness, loss and longing, the uncontrollable torrents of emotion suddenly surged in an instant, violently impacting the hearts of six people. Even though he knew that the image in front of him was an enemy representing evil, there was a voice in the soul that couldn't be ignored telling them--

This is what people desire.

Under the eyes that gradually became admired, the sense of unexplained joy swallowed up all of a sudden.

"Wait, wait ... it must be hypnosis ~! We were deceived ~!" The two priests returned to God first, and they cried almost at the same time, stroking the strings in the scream of exhaustion. His slender fingers finally stopped playing. Several other people also withdrew their distracted gazes, staring at each other as if they were awake at first, and then they meditated on the name of Louvis in their hearts.

"Hypnosis? Obviously it is from your heart's desire, but you have to be charged with crimes to destroy it with peace of mind ... Don't you think it's ridiculous to followers of Luviz?" But still as crisp as a silver bell, with a pleasant jump. And when her gaze swept across the crowd, the embarrassing but inviolable look was like a layer of enchantment, making people immovable.

"Who the **** are you?" Antonidas concealed the vacillation in his heart, trying to keep his tone as ordinary as possible. Out of prudence, he quickly laid out several magic enchantments for his companions, and the priest on the side was laying out similar defenses.

"My name is Ishtoli, and you are trying to challenge this trip." Ishtoli apparently had no intention of covering up.

The words didn't fall, and the pleasant words were like stones thrown into the water, and they instantly stirred up ripples in a brief calm. Although ready for consciousness, the soldiers still couldn't hide the blank feeling in their hearts-compared with the imaginary form, almost no one believed that such a temperament girl would be the source of the power of the undead.

"How ... possible? You?" The sharp sword in the warrior's hand moved with his heart shaking.

"Just because of her words, you will come to face the" evil "that you have never met," the girl smiled, glanced at the small humans, "what kind of concept did Luvis instill? To someone? Ishtoli is curious. "

Despite knowing that in this world, Ishtoli is still not a god, and her soul is confined in the crystal; despite the power of Lucis in the stinger in her hand, and piety in her heart Prayers, but Messie still couldn't wave his sword-the wonderful feeling left in his heart and the fear of facing God made his hands shake constantly.

God ... Can such a thing be realized in the hands of my little mortal? This will change the world, change history, and probably change my life, right? The young Paladin clenched the hilt again and again with sweaty palms.

"As followers of Luvis, we are not here to listen to you." Antonidas tried to refute.

"Should you meet with me for the first time?" Ishtoli's voice was indifferently ironic. "Even if you know you can't see the truth, would you give yourself up to become a sword of Lucis?"

"This is what you first caused. If it wasn't for the death knight invading the territory of humankind, we don't have to come to this kind of place." As if afraid of disintegration, a priest replied loudly, "Hum, the justice of the undead is better than imagined. It's even ridiculous. "

"A lot of times, reality is not something that can be judged only by logic and eyes." The girl sighed quietly. "Not to mention I have no intention of following the justice set by Luvis."

"Then, we are attacking you for Luvis, and it is by no means contrary to our own beliefs. Everyone is fighting to protect their homeland, in order to expel the cold-blooded invaders from the Lorendan continent ~!" Anthony once again Opening, his gaze penetrated the inside of the hall at the same time-under the cover of the curtain, a huge blue crystal was placed on the lotus-like ice seat, exuding a soft light. And in the core of that crystal, a bright orange flame completely jumped on, ignoring the imprisonment of condensed matter.

"Behold ~! It must be the soul stone of Ishtoli, absolutely not wrong ~!" Delicia murmured the prophecy that the listener had conveyed.

"Since the goal has been determined, we don't need to talk to this phantom Doro anymore, ready to attack." Meiss shook his head vigorously, expelled the shaking of the heart and thoughts, and finally put on a stabbing posture,

As a knight, I must fulfill my duties, and I must not let my companions who come here die for nothing! He said to himself. Now it is enough to consider how to complete the mission given by Luvis, let history decide on other matters.

"Cover me, first destroy the phantom in front of you, and then crush the soul stone!" Shouted the Paladin, shooting at the target like an arrow, the sword drew a bright line in the air, and the roaring sword wind took off. Flower petals.

But this thunderous offensive was extinguished in an instant.

A vague figure stood in front of Ishtoli at that instant, and even dragged a trail of ice weaving behind him. The crisp sound of the sharp blade overshadowed the howling wind, frozen the flow of time, and the eyes burning in front of mesis shuddered. As if to be sucked in by the staring gaze, the Paladin felt dark in his vision and silence in his ears, and the only thing he could hear was his own throbbing heartbeat.

Consciousness ... weightless.

"Roland ~ !?" Delicia's voice floated from a distant rear.

For Mesis, who keeps the chopping stance, it seems that time has passed a long centuries, but in fact, the second hand only moves through a short space. I was just a moment of distraction. The death knight had poured overwhelming power into the blade. Under the violent collision, the paladin's strong body lost his balance and fell backwards.

The death knight took the opportunity to launch a combo, and the second sword was cut across the waist. Obviously, he planned to cut the opponent in half. Messi had to make a desperate attempt to dodge with one hand. In the end, Frost's tip missed the target by a few cents-but this was only the beginning, the black shadow did not have any meaning to stop, and waves of attack followed. As soon as the paladin stood firm, his body was completely shrouded in the howling sword wind.

What kind of swordplay is this? This kind of speed and reaction nerve can't be reached by human beings. He really is an unprecedented monster ~! With each hit, Meiss's hands trembled involuntarily, and Tiger's mouth was numb with pain.

The death knight's attack is completely out of the ordinary common sense of swordsmanship. The angle is unexpected. With the huge power and the terrible epee, the wind caused by the paladin is numb, and the chill hidden in the skeleton is impossible Suppressed diffusion.

Is it "Yunyao" that Lord Ussel once said? This is not the sword art I can resist ... Messis felt desperately feeling the gulf between himself and his opponent. However, just when the Paladin felt overwhelmed, two other figures in silver armor joined the battle. The death knight had to devote his energy to deal with another soldier, and the original aggressive offense suddenly stalled.

"Stop ~!" At the same time, Delicia and Addis cut into the frosty cold light.

Under the dead web woven by the sword's edging, with the Mars and ice debris bred by the metal's clash, the petals stirred up by the sword wind are flying wildly among the four people fighting. In order to seize the opportunity that passed by, everyone unreservedly exerted their full strength, fighting for their lives, and even dared not blink. But even so, the scale of victory still swings leisurely between the two sides, without any intention to stop.

If the stalemate continues, the undead undead will obviously prevail. For Antonidas, the chaotic battles constrained the use of magic, but it did not prevent the priests from casting divine spells.

The moment the prayer sounded, the death knight stunned his sword, and then pulled away from the confrontation distance. At the same time, a flame rose into the sky in the sea of ​​flowers, raising numerous petals, wrapping the three in a dazzling light. The warm light stream dyed the paladin's armor into a light gold color, and the energy consumed in the battle was quickly restored, soon filling the whole body of the three.

Despite being in Ishtoli's palace, as the goddess of this world, Luves' power can still play a role through mortals.

The flames slowly dissipated, the hall returned to silence, the fighting spirited sides stared at each other through the falling flower rain, and the pleasant sound of the piano sounded again, flowing through the thin fingers of Ishtoli. Under the beautiful melody, the flowers that were blown and torn by the violent sword wind were restored to their original state, as if nothing had ever happened.

"Don't want to pass through this place." The death knight finally spoke, and there was a subtle glow in the aqua eyes.

"Roland ... how could you be here ~ !?" the mage said in disbelief.

"Where do you think Olin of Ishtoli should be? In the blood of King Elaziya?" Roland answered in a calm voice, but his tone was colder than the cold wind in the North. "I didn't expect the Alliance to With this tactic, is everything planned? Are you not only trying to seduce me with Wyndham, but are you going to harm Ishutto? "

The death knight showed a disgusted expression, raised his sword subconsciously, and the aqua ray in the pupils couldn't be suppressed. The frost that ran across human and undead exuded a strong cold atmosphere, which not only shrouded the flowers, but also made it vulnerable The short balance is tightened further.

"Wait ~! Roland ~!" The horsewoman's voice took the lead to break the tense atmosphere.

"Are you ... Dilicia?" The death knight paused without a trace, "I haven't seen it in ten years, I didn't expect to meet in this situation ..."

"That's enough, Roland. Come and wake up. The battle between us is meaningless!" Delicia said loudly.

"You didn't hesitate when you waved your sword ..." Roland's rebuttal was interrupted by the crisp sound at that moment. A sharp sword slid across the clear ground, and was eventually stopped in the flowers, and the metal The rubbing, shrill sound disturbed the murderous lurking in the beauty-Delicia threw the sword out.

"There must be no lag when protecting a companion. That is the principle you once told me. Didn't you forget? But now I want to talk to you. Is that enough?"

"Dilicia, you should understand that I will never negotiate with Luvis's followers." Even after being surprised for a short while, Roland's pupils stared at each other unwaveringly.

"That evil **** is just using you ~! Why does the sword pointed at Wyndham finally end the life of the light guide? Why is your former comrade in arms standing before you? Roland, don't you understand? You are degenerating ~! Stop it ~! "The intense voice suddenly overshadowed the beautiful piano sound.

Roland smiled: "You want me to be loyal to Louvis again? Let an undead become a Knight of Louvis?"

Delicia suddenly spoke, Anthony Das quickly took over her words: "Of course, that is impossible. But please be sure to believe in the alliance and the gods, Goddess Luves will give you real rest, and promise you After that wish ~! "

"You mean to leave Windham to me?" The cold fire in the death knight's eyes suddenly flashed a sensitive light.

"We have never had to fight for him, and the Alliance has no obligation to protect people deprived of their religion." Anthony's answer was unambiguous.

"That's the case, this is indeed a good bargain." The death knight's voice gradually lowered, but his pupils were still burning fiercely, and there was no tendency to shake. "But ... do you think that I am near Is King Eliazia's retreat coming here just to loyal to Lovis? "

The cold light in Roland's hand flashed elegantly, picking up the long sword on the ground, and the long sword slowly stagnating in the air turned over a bright arc, and then accurately inserted into the ground in front of Delicia.

"The only reason I'm here is to protect Ishtoli." Roland's tone could not be questioned. "I'm sorry, Delicia, I refuse any terms put forward by the alliance."

"Since you are obsessed, there is no way out, although there is no reason for us to fight," said the Knightess lightly, but while deliberately indifferent, she had no time to hide the sad expression on her face. , My sword will never hesitate. "

"No need to say any more, I can get through by defeating it!" Roland nodded, and the sword swayed slightly.

How long has it been forgotten? This feeling of focusing on taste battle ...

The simple heartbeat sounded as if echoing in my ears, the delicate tension entangled in my heart like a vine. In the face of the six experienced and amicable enemies, even Roland, who has gone through countless battles, feels insecure-the impeccable defense cannot be broken by speed and reaction alone-he has no other The choice can only keep the blade on the room where it can turn and wait for the opportunity.

Because at this moment is waving a sword in order to protect the faith? The feeling of abandoning crazy hatred and being frustrated by Jian Mang's unbridled attack ... It is the same as the memory that was burned into my mind ten years ago ...

The aurora stretching in the distance seemed to outline a distant silhouette in an instant, and it shone clearly in front of Roland's eyes.

Meisi's long sword turned into a thunderbolt, and Roland lightly blocked it. Then he jumped away and attacked from both sides. Returning to the peaceful sea of ​​flowers, the light of death wrapped in the sword wind blooms again.

The extremely fast patrol makes Roland a shadowy existence, relying on his flexible skills, the death knight shuttles between the three paladins, and strives to build a leak-proof defense by one person-he must support the witch The reinforcements of the demons arrived. Until then, he could neither make himself lose combat power, nor allow human beings to move forward even a small step.

But even for the Dark Eagle with its mighty powers, this goal seems too heavy. As time went by, the gray hair in the battle was being sharpened bit by bit-Antonidas' powerful magic made the silver paladins strong and precise, but Roland had to be near While fighting, beware of interference from the mage. Although the body given by Ishtoli has a tough resistance to magic, the momentary stagnation may lead to a fatal defeat.

Roland's left shoulder and waist outside the breastplate have been cut a few wounds, exuding dark red blood-the interference caused by the slow operation makes the long sword have the opportunity to cut into the body of the death knight, and in With the help of magical power, the speed of wound healing is also significantly slowed down. Although it will not be disturbed by pain, the nerves of the undead are very clear. The trauma of the muscles has damaged the power. The movement of wielding the big sword is getting slower and slower, and gradually unable to avoid it.

Exactly like that time ...

Suddenly the memory awakened, as if the lightning that carried through the sky, illuminated the wound that could never be healed in Roland's heart-the high-level knight who blocked in front of him, and the Temple of Luvis in the blood sacrifice behind them. Under the dark background, the huge building looks like a demon's cave, which looks alarming. Under the pouring rain, the thunder and lightning across the sky reflected the blood stains on the dagger in the darkness ...

Never let that kind of thing happen again, absolutely not! Roland slammed his strength, and with an extremely powerful attack on Mesis, who blocked the front block immediately, his posture collapsed, and Frost's sharp edge was directed towards the opponent's first level.

However, the blow was still unsuccessful, and the golden flame caused by Holy Light suddenly broke out between the two, forming a shield, propping up in front of the Paladin, and then pressing against the undead. The light that flowed from Roland's chest distorted the twist of Luvith's power, but the armor that had been cracked in the previous battle could not support it. It was like glass, disintegrating in the crisp sound For countless fragments.

Enduring the scorching burn, the Guardian barely avoided the pinch of the other two Paladins, and then hurried back and forth.

Defense ~! Defense ~! Do not attack, delay time, be sure to support until the Lich arrived here! Roland, now you do n’t have the capital to fight a war ~! The death knight gritted his teeth and told himself.

Even if you understand Yunyao ... Is it limited? Roland was forced back a few meters again, and the paladins on the opposite side did not relax at all, cooperating with the tacit cross attack like a rock, leaving no room for maneuver.

I'm so stupid ~! Thinking that gaining strength can achieve everything, hesitating in front of a clear path ... If it can come earlier, this may not be the case ... Roland gritted his teeth and tried again and again to look The three enemies pressed back, but failed again and again.

Obviously, the other party performed a certain ritual before accepting the power from Luvith—maybe they did n’t know it, but the undead felt the breath that was not human, like an invisible chain Each time the death knight takes a step back, it will tighten up a bit, and now, the recalcitrant undead may have been **** and can't move at all.

Turns out ... still the same as ten years ago?

But this time, at least I can fight and fight for my life to protect someone. Thinking of this, the death knight couldn't help showing a smile, he suddenly dipped his sword, took the same stabbing posture, and then rushed forward.

Behind Roland, the rhythm of the gentle piano sound is gradually accelerating, and the timbre is rapidly sharpening.

As if there was something erupting in my heart, the whirlwind-like diffused silence blocked Roland's audio-visual for a moment, and the darkness that could not penetrate even the gaze drowned everything. But Ishtoli's voice floated lightly.

"Agreed things can be achieved. My dear Oulin, you don't need to be sad or worried." The ripples of Wei Lan ripple slowly in Roland's heart. "Ourin just listen carefully to the tune of fate and do Make what you think is right, that's enough. "

"Ishtoli? Ishtoli ~!"

The piano sound covered by the noise of battle has become the only existence in the world at this moment. The rhythm is like a torrential rain, falling into the sea of ​​peaceful thoughts, arousing the crystal-clear crown after crown, accompanied by the natural melody, With his eyes radiating a deep blue light, Roland and his sword took a fatal dance step.

The black figure merged with the giant sword reflecting the cold light, and turned into a shining bright line, which instantly penetrated the entire hall in front of Ishtoli. The whole space shook violently, and in the roar, even the cold air was rumbling loudly like boiling. At the same time, the crisp sound of the broken strings swept through the hall.

The surprised look in his eyes gradually dissipated, and Antonidas' dead body collapsed like that. From the horrible wound from the left shoulder to the waist, a large piece of blood quickly spread to the ground and immediately stained a large red flower.

Although it was only a short moment, it was undoubtedly the power of God. At the last juncture, Ishtoli mobilized that kind of power with Olin as the carrier, and in an instant when Luvis couldn't catch it, the opponent's hard-set chess game was disintegrated. Now, all the chess pieces belonging to the goddess Luvis have all lay down on the ground, the only one standing is Roland. At this moment, he is standing at the end of the hall, leaning on Frost and keeping a half-kneeling posture, panting heavily. .

The skin of the undead showed a dark purple color due to the rupture of a large number of microvessels, and congestion symptoms were caused by strong impacts around the joints.

Cross the entire hall in a flash, maybe that's the speed of light, right? Faster than Yunyao ... Roland thinks like this, hobbled up his body, and then looked back at everything he destroyed-the air was distorted by the boiling, and a straight path was opened in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers The two priests have already separated, and the bodies of the three Paladins are slowly getting colder. Messi ’s striker has even broken into several pieces-according to the traditional saying, even after hundreds of years , "Flash" class weapons will never wear out, it now seems completely nonsense.

Then, the death knight turned to the figure next to the harp. The moment his eyes met, his expression suddenly changed, and he wanted to conceal something subconsciously, but his eyes showed a natural tenderness. The opened lips could not make any sound until the clear words of the other party broke the silence in Shura field.

"Olin, thank you." Staring at Roland's aqua eyes, the girl smiled lightly.