Roxas, who was sweating profusely, turned his battle ax around and used it as a brick to hit the face of the panicked monster. The ugly monster howled like a lost dog, rolled several times and fell at the feet of Regan, and was killed by the knight.
The riding boots firmly stepped on his neck, but he still struggled desperately.
"Shua~"
Seeing that the net had been closed here, Sophie, who was blocking the monster's retreat with a bow and arrow on the cave wall, also jumped down and curiously looked at the extremely ugly monster in front of her.
It is almost as big as a young foal, and its whole body is a strange blue-black color. Its head looks more like a horse, but there is a sharp horn like a dragon in the middle of the head, making it a bit confusing.
What kind is it?
However, the even more peculiar thing about this guy is the lower limbs: lizard-like scales tightly wrap the four hoofed feet, but the sharp claws on them are not solid, flickering like energy crystals, and they feel like they are used by dwarfs.
The particle slicing knife, but Regan and the others did not dare to touch this thing easily. After all, Herod on the side said it categorically, and saw with his own eyes that the monster directly tore Quentin's chest with its claws.
"This guy killed two guards and then led us to the lich?" Roxas kicked the monster and said with some disapproval, "Look at this thing, it's just a zombie skeleton monster or something like that.
"
"Don't underestimate it! I heard from the Lich and the Death Knight before that Arthas seems to have formed a new knight order, and this monster may be their future mount." Hero
De regained some energy and explained beside him
Roxas curled his lips, looked at the whining monster on the ground and said: "With such a small body, not as strong as a wild boar, I'm afraid you are not talking about the Dwarf Knights!"
"I'm not lying to you! I'm telling the truth!" Herod glared at the orc, then looked at Regan and said, "General, as the Lich King's adjutant, Kel'Thuzad will never do anything meaningless.
We have reason to believe that this kind of monster is definitely qualified to become an evil accomplice of our enemies!"
Regen nodded slightly noncommittally: "Judging from the energy emitted by this monster, it should have extremely strong spiritual power and dark evil energy, but for some reason, this energy gives me a chaotic feeling... It seems to be...
People piled up random balls of yarn, entangled with each other."
"Isn't it undead?" Sophie asked curiously as she fiddled with the monster's ears with her bowstring.
"I can't say for sure." Regen moved his riding boots. The monster that was stepped on just groaned and lost its previous ferocious look. "Although this guy's body is full of rotten smell, there is another strange thing in it.
The pressure... reminds me of those dead dragons."
"Giant dragon? Could it be the souls of those dead black dragons?"
"It's possible, but I'm just guessing," Regan replied. "If you really want to find out the identity of this guy, I think you still have to go find Kel'Thuzad."
"According to me, regardless of whether he is a dragon or an undead, just kill him! Since the Lich King points to this thing to assemble the knights, we naturally can't let him do what he wants!" Roxas's opinion is clear: the enemy agrees.
We must oppose it, very like the style of a certain founding ancestor.
Regen raised his eyebrows and looked at Sophie and Herod: "Is this all the opinion?"
"I have no objection!"
"Neither do I. Anyway, this monster owes two lives, and we have to hurry up and go back to help little Sam later!"
Originally, Regan planned to capture the monster alive and bring it back to Theramore for careful study. After all, there were many capable people in Jaina's mage guard. Maybe they could figure out the Lich's true intention of creating this thing, but there was a war going on outside right now.
It's impossible to open up, and time and conditions will not allow Reagan to practice such an academically-intensive idea.
"Okay, I think you are right," Regen shrugged, letting go of the almost half-dead monster that was trampled, and the great royal sword was immediately unsheathed, and the golden holy energy was hesitating on the tip of the sword, "But
I hope that in the next life, it will not become a tool of natural disasters."
Just when the knight was about to free the monster, an accident happened: perhaps smelling the breath of death, the monster that was still half-dead suddenly struggled violently. A carp bounced up from the ground, and its fangs that were comparable to steel knives pointed towards Lei.
Bite the root hard!
Rabbits will bite people when they are anxious, not to mention that they are going to kill them right now!
Regen only felt a gust of fishy wind coming toward his throat. He was so quick that he couldn't even make a dodge move. He just subconsciously raised his arm and blocked the monster's sharp teeth.
"Bang bang~"
The monster counterattacked and bit down on Regen's arm armor. Fortunately, this artifact from the Molten Core was extremely strong. Apart from making some harsh noises, Regen himself was not injured at all.
But the matter did not end there. The scene that happened next made everyone open their eyes.
Black-red flames spurted out from the gaps in the armor, covering the monster like a garland. Even if it attacked crazily with fangs and claws, the surrounding flames and sparks were not damaged at all.
Regan looked at this scene in surprise. He naturally knew that this was not his own doing: no matter the holy energy or internal power, they were all golden or transparent, not black and red like this. If he had seen it somewhere before, it should be
Nefarian’s signature spell was Shadow Flame.
Could it be that this armor really inherited part of the power of the Black Stone King?
Just when he was puzzled, the monster surrounded by flames also changed: dark flames were seen hovering over the armor for a long time, and suddenly they all fell together and penetrated directly into the monster's body!
"Ouch~"
The monster twitched and screamed, as if something inside its body was biting its soul!
Sure enough, after a moment, countless black smoke spewed out from its ears, nose, mouth and eyes. Sophie on the side could hear the miserable wail of the resentful soul - the flame of shadow is the fire that burns the soul. For these entangled things,
All ghosts and monsters are even more effective than the Holy Light.
Everyone's eyes widened as they watched the black flames, like those of a cleaner, burn the monster clean inside and out before retreating from the smoky body.
Perhaps Kel'Thuzad, the man who created the monster, never thought that the most powerful dragon soul in the world would meet his nemesis here: the Soul Flame of the King of Blackstone.
On the mainland, it is recognized that there are not many spells that have a restraining effect on the undead like resentful souls. Apart from holy light, they are mental spells that directly burn the soul. But in fact, mental spells do not require ordinary mental power from the caster.
There are so many mages and warlocks in Azeroth, but no more than 10% of them have truly mastered this skill that is enough to make people laugh and kill people.
Even the profession of a spellcaster can rarely be used, let alone other pure physical harmers such as warriors, thieves, hunters, etc. Therefore, when dealing with those incorporeal undead, humans will always take a big hit.
It's a loss, but fortunately, because they lack brains and only act based on their own will for revenge, their status in the Scourge Legion is only first-class cannon fodder.
Since mental spells are too difficult and the guys we deal with are not too powerful, naturally few people learn this useless spell... Of course, battles between high-level mages are another matter. After all, at that level, a momentary mistake can be fatal.
But generally speaking, the facts are still there. Practitioners of spiritual magic are like sword masters among dwarfs - they are extremely scarce. This lack has brought about the popularity of certain magic props that can attack the soul:
For example, Kazzak, the doomsday lord who wanders in the cursed land, his sword is enough to split the souls of his enemies and burn them to ashes; there are also demons from the Burning Legion who take pleasure in seizing the souls of living people.
Villains naturally have many similar weapons and spells in their hands.
As for the strong people in Azeroth, there is only Shadow Flame, who is the direct descendant of the Black Dragon family.
Billions of years ago, after the Titans recast Azeroth, the five-color guardian dragons each performed their duties. The black dragon Neltharion received the inheritance of the forger Khaz'goroth and guarded the earth with the black flames that burned everything in the world.
The fire source of the Abyss, which was taken from the forger's furnace, once created a Titan weapon named Goshracher, and this giant sword was held by Sargeras, the Titan God of War who had not yet fallen.
According to legend, this great sword, known as the Redeemer of Darkness, is indestructible. It followed Sargeras and wiped out countless demon worlds in trillions of different planes. Its power and majesty no longer need the name of its master to show it.
Any arrogant devil will tremble in front of this sword
Later, due to the corruption of Sargeras, the giant sword that had already had its own consciousness was unwilling to insult itself and split into two weapons: one was Tisharacher, the Flame Ripper, and the other was Sargeras' former lieutenant, the Avenger.
The other one, Gorribor the Seething Darkness, became the holy sword of the Burning Legion and the weapon of Sargeras, the Lord of Destruction.
Just looking at the weapons forged by this flame, you can understand how powerful the shadow flame inherited by the black dragons is! So even the king of the fire plane, the fire demon Ragnaros, is helpless against this kind of soul flame, and the lich relies on
The creations of mere necromancy naturally dissipated like snow meeting fire.
"Pap~"
Shadow Flame seemed to feel that it had completed its task, and automatically retracted into the armor, and the smoke in front of it gradually dispersed. The monster...or an unknown type of creature fell from the air, and bounced weakly twice. Roxa
This fool Si raised his battle ax to strike, but was blocked by Regen.
"Don't rush to take action. Now that you have been burned by the soul flame, let's see what happens."
Everyone looked as they were told and saw that the monster's body had lost its strange green-black color, its eyes were not as red and bloodthirsty as before, and the lingering rancid smell had also disappeared, making it look much more comfortable.
Seeing everyone's eyes turned towards him, the monster lowered his head timidly, his body trembling non-stop, looking like a colt recovering from a serious illness.
Seeing its pitiful appearance, Sophie, as an elf, immediately softened her heart. She looked at the knight with pleading eyes and whispered: "It's so pitiful, my dear... go and help it, okay? Although it has been there before."
It was corroded by natural disasters, but now it has been purified, so don’t bear any grudge against it..."
Regan naturally knew how elves felt about animals, so he did not refuse. He patted his lover's hand to reassure her and took two steps forward to walk to the monster.
Seeing the human dressed in terrifying flames approaching, the monster couldn't help but shrink back, but it was still touched by Regan on its forehead. Just as it was panicking, a warm energy came from the other person's hand, and it was for itself.
The cold body drove away the severe cold, and then the monster understood that he just wanted to heal himself.
Glancing at Regen gratefully, the monster felt relieved and opened the only remaining soul world, allowing the knight to go deep into it.
After a long time, Regan slowly took his hand back. He suppressed the shock in his eyes and cast a doubtful look at the monster, but saw that there was only peace and relief in its eyes, without any hesitation or animality.
Regan nodded and stood up, pulled out the Great Royal Sword from his waist, and swung it down amidst Sophie's screams!
——————————————————————————————It turns out this month is February!!! Oh my God, I thought there were thirty days
! Come on, I’m going to write one chapter a day! That’s it, it looks like I have to stay up late again today...