"Get away, Sam!" Kevin lowered his eyelids, avoiding the familiar gaze, and growled in a low voice, "I don't care how you became a death knight, nor do I want to know why you gave up your faith in His Majesty the Lich King.
I don’t even have time to care about why you still serve this incompetent commander! Now... I just want to seek justice for everything I have lost!"
Sam stared stubbornly at Kevin, his former friend and brother. His eyes were red and he said nothing, but he held the sword in his hand tighter.
Sophie, Roxas and little Sam all had a close friendship. Seeing the young man encountering a powerful enemy, they wanted to step forward to help, but Regen raised his hand to stop him.
"Since we have to face it sooner or later, why not let it come sooner... I think what Kevin resents in his heart is just the sin that he cannot bear after selling his soul to gain power! And Sam is the only one who can make him
"The candidate for liberation"
After saying that, he turned his attention to the evil-looking monster in the field, and with a shake of the long sword in his hand, a few wisps of burning holy flames burst out, "What's more, there is a baby here who can work the lich.
!I want to see what it is that makes Kel'Thuzad sneak back here all the way!"
The monster seemed to feel Regen's murderous intention, and the hairs on its body stood up one after another. It screamed and ran away. Its two black wings were like boosters, and it flew deep into the dragon's lair.
How could Regen be willing to let go! He stretched out his left hand, and with a thought in his heart, the majestic holy energy instantly illuminated the entire dragon's lair, converging into a golden giant palm and grabbing hard at the monster!
"Gah!"
The monster seemed to have eyes on its back, and its wings flexibly swung to the left, escaping Regen's capture in an instant.
Seeing this, Regan smiled coldly, grabbed the empty golden palm and climbed onto a stone wall at the top of the cave, and then sent the knight over like a swing. In almost the blink of an eye, he almost caught up with the running monster.
Seeing that humans were so difficult to deal with, the monster was frightened out of its wits. Fortunately, it still retained the messy memories of its life and knew the deep terrain of the dragon's lair well, so it plucked up the courage to exert force with its feet, and gradually distanced itself from the knight.
, just like this, they chased each other and ran away deeper into the dragon's lair.
"Fuck! Does this mean bird feathers?"
Roxas couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded when he saw that Regan had disappeared in an instant. He held his battle ax and turned his questioning eyes to Sophie. Kevin and Sam could not interfere in the battle, and Jaina was fighting with Kel'Thuzad.
It's too dangerous. If you're not careful, you'll be hit by two fireballs. Obviously, it's better to stay away...
But in this case, are they just going to be just spectators? The strong-willed Sophie would probably not be the first to agree, and the way Roxas looks now, he almost wrote "My big ax is so hungry that I can't bear it".
On the face!
"Chase! Let's see what that monster is!" The elf weighed it again and again. Seeing that there was no crisis on Sam's side yet, he gritted his teeth and ran towards the depths of the dragon's lair. The orcs also hurriedly disappeared with her.
in the darkness
"Arcana Blast!"
"Strengthened Ice Pick!"
The two masters of magic are still fighting each other, but the duel location has long been moved from the dragon's lair to outside the cave.
In the civil war between mages, strength is naturally a factor that cannot be ignored: as the most talented student in Dalaran and the first disciple of the mage lord Antonidas, Jaina's three lines of magic have reached the advanced level, and although Kel'Thuzad
He is little known, but he is unparalleled in the study of forbidden necromancy. After being expelled from Dalaran and seeking refuge with the Lich King, he has painstakingly studied other kinds of spells, and now he is no less than a wizard.
Therefore, the strength of the two of them is only between equals. It is difficult to say who will resolve the battle quickly. In this way, strong mana has become a key factor in a protracted war.
Jaina rarely used spells during the fight, and she had all kinds of instant powerful spells at her fingertips. She saw bright lights in mid-air, and various energies collided and shattered. Even the plains around the ruins of the Black Dragon were released.
The arcane energy has been flattened a lot. Such a fast caster will naturally take a big advantage in the duel with his peers, but relatively speaking, the price they pay is also not small.
The first lesson for every mage apprentice is not to tell them how to make fireballs, nor to teach them how to shoot ice arrows, but an ordinary theoretical lesson - to reasonably control one's magic power.
All the spells of the mages, even the simplest way of making magic food, require the support of mana surging in the body. Without any mana, no matter you are a near-god-level magician or a young apprentice who has just started, you are just nothing.
Just a piece of useless wood
So since mana is so important, how is it obtained?
Like the holy energy of knights, they can obtain it through their own prayers or gifts of holy light; as believers in arcana, mages only regard their own strength as belief and pursuit, so the way they gather mana is
Rely on your own meditation and the blessing of some magic props
The battle situation at this moment seemed to be dominated by Jaina, whose smooth and instant spells overwhelmed Kel'Thuzad, but in fact, this high efficiency of abandoning singing and guidance also brought a huge loss of mana.
For example, veterans on the battlefield are very particular about the range of their sword swings. Their swords are often struck from the beginning to the end, and the force used will never be divided into two swords. This is different from just entering the battlefield and wielding the sword in a duel with brute force.
There is a big difference between recruits who are not afraid of swords
Recruits always think that if they use the sword quickly and frequently, they can win steadily, but they ignore the limitations of human physical strength: with the same strength, you swing in two steps: raise your hand, chop down, and raise your hand again.
, and then slashed down, thus invisibly doing one more set of moves than others. In the seemingly powerful offensive, it laid the foundation for defeat.
Now Jaina's barrage of spells indeed sent Kel'Thuzad into a panic, but it failed to give him a decisive blow - in the world of mages, as long as the mana is not exhausted or exceeded,
When the attack with the maximum energy shield hits, their seemingly weak bodies become immortal!
As the most powerful lich in Northrend, Kel'Thuzad would not ignore Jaina's mistakes, but he did not dare to attack rashly. After all, as a well-known legendary mage, Jaina Proudmoore had created too many
There are so many miracles that even a cunning lich like a fox dare not act rashly
"Maybe she was just trying to lure me into action, or she wanted to quickly resolve the battle and go back to help the knight!" Kel'Thuzad thought secretly, and after seeing the female mage unconsciously glance towards the dragon's lair, he became even more sure.
My own thoughts: Jaina definitely wants a quick victory!
In this case, the next thing will be easier to handle... Kel'Thuzad sneered in his heart, raised the Cursed Scepter, and reinforced the ice shield surrounding him more solidly, facing the female mage's stormy attack.
, he no longer even issued a symbolic counterattack, and only planned to give her the most fatal blow when the opponent's power was exhausted!
It was dark outside the ruins, but inside the dragon's lair was another scene:
"Creak~"
The dark swords of Ice Mastiff and Sam both trembled slightly, and the energy of frost and the power of dark evil flashed around them, as if they were wearing blue and white cloaks for these stubborn brothers.
"One last time...let me go, Sam Hanks!" As time passed, the look in Kevin's eyes gradually turned into impatience, and he shouted to Sam like an ultimatum.
"no way!"
Sam opened his dry lips and responded in a hissing voice, "You have become a butcher who has abandoned humanity. Do you want to continue on this path?"
"Abandon humanity?" The ice mastiff's wolf-headed sword hilt's eyes turned red, and an unknown hostility filled the sword, pushing Sam back again and again, "What qualifications do you have to say that to me! Look at yourself
, my little Sam! No heartbeat, no breathing, no body temperature, even the disgusting green body fluid is cold!"
"We are all the same people, we are all disgusting...disgusting undead!" Kevin stared into Sam's eyes and stretched out the syllables of the last sentence, as if in this way he could convince the other party, and...convinced himself.
But the once submissive Sam did not avoid his gaze, but bravely faced him, "No, Kevin, I'm different from you! Although I became a death knight, the Lich King cannot control my soul.
I am willing to use this cursed body to fight for Stormwind City and the Alliance that gave birth to me! And you are just blindly escaping from your original choice!"
As he spoke, the dark evil energy on Sam's sword jumped, pushing back the ice mastiff that was pressing him tightly, "There has never been a pie falling from the sky, and there is no power that can be obtained without effort!
When you agreed to Kel'Thuzad's conditions and sold your soul to the Lich King, this outcome was already destined! It was not caused by General Regan or anyone else, this was the path you chose!"
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" Kevin roared angrily like a bull that had been stabbed in the vital point. The ice energy went wild in an instant, almost freezing Sam's entire arm!
"You don't know anything! You don't know anything! How dare you talk so wildly! What do you think the Scourge is? Is it a Boy Scout summer camp? Let you come and go as you please?"
Kevin leaned closer to Sam and growled almost against his cheek, "If I don't do it, they will throw me mercilessly into the Soul Forge to feed Frostmourne, and then I will still be hungry for more power.
Join! No one wants to die, and I am no exception. Don’t blame me with the words you learned from that hypocritical nobleman...because he doesn’t deserve it!”
"You're wrong, Kevin..."
Sam allowed the other party to grab his armor and roar hysterically. The look in the boy's eyes was unprecedentedly determined.
"Half a year ago, when I was almost falling into the abyss of evil, a voice pulled me back from the darkness... He told me that no one can control our hearts... Our own will, maybe there is something in this world
It’s so unfair, but we can at least decide the color of our souls, right?”
Sam brushed off the ice shards on his arm armor and slowly pushed away the silent Kevin. The dark sword in his hand was ignited by evil energy again, "Come on, Kevin, since you still don't understand freedom and slavery.
Farewell, let me use the sword in my hand to break the shackles given to you by the Lich King!"
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