The place in front of the Holy Light's Hope Chapel was in a mess. The Death Knights and the warriors of the Silver Dawn stared at each other eagerly. The Silver Dawn, which originally had a hundred people, only had seven paladins left after Maxwell, and the Knights of Acherus were exhausted by the battle.
They were attacked by hidden arrows again, and the number of death knights left was only two hands. Moreover, the opponent also had an unknown archery master hiding in the dark, which also made Darian and others fearful.
"Do you still have any talismans that can summon servants?" Darien scanned the surrounding places for hiding places and asked his subordinates in a low voice.
"Sir, after a long battle, there is not much left, and this place seems to be inhibiting the regeneration of the talisman energy in our bodies." All the death knights looked at each other and shook their heads sadly.
"It doesn't matter," Darien said calmly, "I probably found the location where the mouse is hiding. The people of Silver Dawn also consume a lot of energy. Now, lend me all your talisman energy. We only need to add one more
Just some ingredients..."
"As you command, Your Majesty the Great Lord!"
No one would question the death knight leader's order. They gathered their remaining talisman energy and pointed at the Ashbringer in Darien's hand. The originally dim and dull Corrupted Sword seemed to be injected with life, and the skull mark on the blade reappeared.
Opened the evil eyes!
Darien raised his sword high and slashed hard at the ground beneath his feet, "Get up! The giant natural disaster beast sleeping here! Come to help your master with the anger that devours everything!"
"Woo~~"
The peaceful earth was once again torn apart by dark energy, and a thirty-foot-tall flesh-and-blood beast emerged from the ground! Its whole body was covered with disgusting meridians, and its muscular body was actually made of countless
Composed of broken corpses, the giant beast shook its huge head, disgusting green juice fell like raindrops, and its red eyes stared at the knights of the Silver Dawn.
"Oh no…"
There was only despair in Maxwell's single eye, and behind him were all his exhausted subordinates.
"Mike, this is your last chance." Darien snapped his fingers, and the giant beast roared unwillingly, turned around and rushed towards an inconspicuous pile of rocks.
The giant palm with a fishy wind slammed down hard, and the hard rock was easily crushed into powder. A figure quickly jumped out of the pile of rocks, and rolled several times to escape the attack range of the giant beast.
"It's you!"
Orbaz, who was determined to retaliate, shouted angrily, "Nathanos, the Blighter!"
I saw that the man was wearing a gray ranger short robe, his withered skin clung to his rugged bones, and his knuckled hand was holding a huge longbow. He was not the undead ranger who embarrassed the Blood Venom Lord.
?
"Hi, hello, Scourge bastard," Nathanos twisted his neck, as if the little flesh he had in the impact had been rubbed off, "I'm glad you still remember my name, but
I won’t give you any less because of this.”
"Nathanos! I advise you not to take a trip into this muddy water. It's not worth losing your life for no reason!" Darien glared at Orbaz coldly. If this idiot had a little more energy, he would be solved in advance.
How could he let a well-planned battle go to such an extent! The Death Knight Lord tightened the Ashbringer in his hand, as if that was his only trustworthy subordinate.
"Look at what you said, my dear Lord," Nathanos dusted himself off, looking calm and calm, as if the person who just shot the cold arrow had nothing to do with him.
"This Commander of the Argent Dawn and I are strangers to each other," the ranger greeted Maxwell slightly, using the old military salute of Lordaeron, "but unfortunately, I owe some people a huge favor.
, and I never like to owe others anything, so I took it upon myself to help their allies, which can be regarded as barely repaying the favor."
Darien was secretly surprised when he heard this. According to what Nathanos meant, the Silver Dawn should have a group of reinforcements that have not yet appeared, and their strength will never be weaker than the once strongest human ranger; although it cannot be ruled out
The possibility of the other party bluffing, but now this seemingly sure battle has become extremely complicated!
"Do you want to deceive all of us with just your empty words? Even if your reinforcements are the terrifying guards of the entire Undercity, I can at least kill these overestimating humans with you first!" Darien left behind.
With a faint worry in his heart, he pointed the Ashbringer in his hand at Nathanos - the Lich King will not forgive the loser, and he and the Knights of Acherus must not fall short!
The behemoth of flesh and blood, which had long been impatient, let out a long howl. The desire for blood and the order to destroy everything were mixed in its mind, making this big guy with simple thoughts want to go crazy; the behemoth was drooling foot-long saliva towards Nasa
North pounced on it, even the rotten flesh seemed so delicious to it.
"Boom", the giant monster raised its fists but hit nothing. The undead ranger jumped two steps back with a disdainful sneer, jumped to a dead tree next to him, and turned around and shot an arrow into the monster's blood-red eyes;
The extremely fast movements are completed in one go in the blink of an eye, and will never be inferior to any powerful elf ranger.
"Ouch!"
The giant beast screamed and covered its eyes, green pus gushed out from between its fingers. Its simple brain really couldn't think of a reason why that tiny bug could hurt itself. It could be crushed with one foot.
This guy should just be eaten by me!
The enraged giant beast reluctantly opened its uninjured eyes, searching for the nasty little bug that had hurt its body. It was determined to crush it into pieces and swallow it in its stomach, so as to make up for the shame of being shot blind.
However, the giant beast's wish soon came to nothing. The next shimmering sharp arrow made it completely blind. The arrow with fire damage exploded in the eye socket, and half of its ugly cheek was blasted into the air.
"Ugh~uh~!"
The giant beast howled in pain, and did not fall to the ground as Nathanos imagined, but it fell into complete madness because of the unbearable pain!
"Get out of here!"
The giant flesh-and-blood beast that lost its eyes used its huge fists and feet to destroy everything around it. Nathanos had to jump away from the tree and shouted to Maxwell.
But his warning was obviously a step too late. The roaring giant palms pressed against the Silver Dawn knights like mountains. The exhausted Silver warriors could not make any evasive movements at all and could only watch their death approaching quickly.
"Finally..." The knights of Acherus breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on Darien's rigid face. He seemed to have seen the dawn of victory. In any case, the task given by the Lich King should be completed...
——"You should know that you can't win, Darion," a sigh quickly came from far to near. The smile on Lord Ebon Blade's face has not yet faded, but a look of fear has appeared in his eyes, and that fearful look
The source is just an old man with white hair and beard
The cold wind of midwinter blew in, making Tirion's patched and shabby clothes rustle on the ground.
Regen and others stood around the paladin lord with solemn expressions, making the old man look like a god of judgment that made people dare not look directly at him.
"Fording...Master!"
Maxwell's eyes widened in disbelief
"If Alessandro is alive in heaven, I hope he can forgive me," Tirion said with compassion and determination, and he raised the war hammer in his hand.
"Holy Light. Kill!"
Countless dazzling golden holy lights fell like meteors towards the undead creatures present. The flesh-and-blood beasts howled and fell apart in the holy light, gradually turning into tiny and hard-to-see particles.
All the death knights used their last talisman to resist the impact of the holy light. However, after a long battle, they were unable to survive. The rune shield was shattered by the pouring holy light. Kevin and several less powerful knights were knocked out by the shock wave.
Lao Yuan, he fainted without even humming.
"Give up! Death knights..." Darien put down the legendary sword feebly and half-knelt on the ground panting, "In this... this place full of the power of the Holy Light, we can't win."
He looked at the dim Ashbringer bitterly, "It turns out that it was rejecting me just now. No wonder we can't see a glimmer of hope at all."
"I hope you won't favor the evildoers who are working for the tiger." Regan walked forward with Roxas and Sam, and pushed the downed death knights one by one in front of Tirion, not caring about the several unknown dead knights in the distance who slipped through the net.
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"Darian," the old knight sighed heartily. He stretched out his hand as if to touch the cold horned helmet, but the even colder eyes of the death knight stopped him.
"Have you learned nothing, child? You have now become the enemy your father spent his life fighting. Just like that coward Arthas, you allowed yourself to be swallowed up by darkness and hatred, torturing and killing those who
Miserable people come to satisfy themselves!”
Darien snarled coldly, raised his head and looked at his old friend who he once regarded as his father: "Your eloquence is not good, old man. No one can instigate rebellion against the Lich King's most loyal subordinate."
"But he doesn't think so," Tirion shook his head slowly, "Your master knows what is under this chapel, which is why he showed his face. He sent you here just to let you die, Darion!"
"I believe you can all feel the angry souls underground. They were all heroes of Lordaeron and the Alliance during their lifetime! They fought for the holy cause, but you still desecrate their remains with evil spells!"
Tirion sighed to the death knights. These once noble warriors lowered their heads in shame and did not dare to look at his questioning gaze.
"Save it, Tirion, this will be the last time you instigate us." Darion struggled to stand up, but a tremor from the depths of his soul made him fall to his knees again.
The golden holy light rose from the ground of the chapel and converged into a mirror of brilliance. Two blurry figures gradually reflected on it, reawakening the long-withered heart of Lord Ebon Blade like a hot spring.
"This...this is!" Darien's eyes widened in disbelief, looking at the familiar scenes and characters in the mirror.
He slowly took off his black horned helmet and murmured only one word