Azeroth Trail of Light

Even An Wei Na can feel the dark power that can't be resisted?

If Dick was originally only prudent, then at this moment, his vigilance for the humble dense forest in front of him has once again taken a step.

But anyway, as the commander of the knights and as the strongest person on the scene, he must go in and investigate.

So after whispering a few words with Anvina, the fire of justice that had restored the light blue crystal light, once again came into contact with Dick’s divine power, which was different from the previous divine power that was like a stream of water. After reversing the fate of the entire world by 19%, Dick also received a reward that belonged to him.

800 points of holy power is nothing compared to the old knights like Alessandro and Dathohan, but for a holy knight of Dick’s age, it is a peak that cannot be surpassed at all. With the infusion of the huge holy energy, the fire of justice instantly turned into a torch burning with the blazing flames of the holy light.

Holding the weapon tightly, Dick took a deep breath, then put on himself the blessing of power and the blessing of shelter he had just mastered, took a look at the dense forest that seemed to be entwined with black tentacles, and strode in.

Desailuoke did not notice that anyone had entered this dense forest. In fact, it did not have time to pay attention to other things.

The death knight in front of him was astonishingly strong, and the dark power that made him a little envious, like two black bat wings, hung behind the death knight, that greater force than him, every blow , Make the dreadlord arm numb.

In fact, it was the magic sword of Apocalypse that frightened it the most. In fact, if it hadn’t been sensed that the fit between Apocalypse and this death knight hadn’t reached the level where it could truly play this magic sword, Desailuoke would not at all. Take time to stay here.

Apocalypse is resisting this death knight, great!

Although the dreadlord was about to lose consciousness with his arms, he was still holding on. It took time to give the death knight a bit of cruelty, although with its current strength, if not desperately, it would be difficult to crush the death knight's body bones in front of him. Shield.

But Desailoc does not need to do that!

Nearly 10 minutes have passed, and the death knight's movement and strength have declined slightly. This is the purpose of the Dreadlord. It does not need to kill this strange death knight who is not controlled by Frostmourne. It only costs His energy, when the death knight's will is slightly weaker, has been seeking the apocalypse of counterattack, and will help it do what it wants to do.

As mentioned in the previous article, this magic sword will not have a master. Even if it is temporarily obeyed, what it covets is only the soul of the sword holder, even though it does not need that kind of thing at all.

Nasrezim is the most cunning demon in the entire void. There is no fairness in their minds. Using this incompetent strategy will not make Desailock feel embarrassed at all. In fact, it is happy to be so. do.

If it can return to the world of Argus with the Apocalypse, it must be its owner, the owner of all demons, who will give great rewards, and that one is not a stingy guy.

But the death knight also quickly discovered the dreadlord's idea, but he did not choose the most suitable retreat. Instead, his eyes widened and he started an even more frenzied attack.

However, if the sword in the knight's hand is right against the knight himself, it is estimated that the knight will not be able to display even one-third of his strength.

But even so, the fight between these two guys with high levels of power has already made the entire jungle and the surrounding land into a mess. The smell of death and blood has rendered the entire jungle like hell. Although there is no blood or corpse, the smell here is definitely not good.

Each attack or defense of the two will cause the ground to tremble slightly. Although the size is different, the death knight clearly has the upper hand, but there is no way to kill the cunning Dreadlord with one blow.

So the two guys were still in a stalemate, but just after Seidlock blocked the death knight's heavy slash with his enchanted arm, it sensed the fiery aura coming from behind that made it extremely disgusting.

That is the smell of Holy Light, that is the smell of those disgusting Paladins!

This was supposed to make Nathrezim very uncomfortable, but at this moment, the Dreadlord who had already felt a little weak, pulled out a vicious roar.

"Hahaha, just play with this little mouse of the Holy Light! Death knight, but be careful, I can always hide by your side, don't let me seize the opportunity!"

Sidlock's body took a step backwards suddenly, the two green bat wings behind his back suddenly opened, his whole body floated in the air, and then curled up into a ball, just when the sword of the apocalypse came, its body It burst open suddenly, turned into a burst of black bats, and disappeared in this jungle shrouded in darkness.

At the moment when the Dreadlord disappeared, Dick, who was holding the fire of justice in his hand, had just walked out of the dense forest, and the blade of the death knight was also pointed at him.

Dick pushed open a number of broken branches with his hands, but before he could completely walk out of the dense forest, he saw a strange giant sword shrouded in blood-red light, slashed from the sky. His head.

The breath of death hit his face, giving Dick the feeling of facing Arthas. The cold hair on his body stood up at this moment. Without even thinking about it, he injected the holy energy of his body into his body. outer.

"clang!"

The blood-red giant sword intersects with the golden barrier. An inflated wall of air was knocked apart at the place where the two intersect. Then, like a halo, it rushed out wildly in all directions. The fallen leaves and small trees on the ground, They were all blown away by this blow, and it was as powerful as a white beard's air shock.

When Dick held up the sacred barrier, he felt as if he was hit head-on by a rushing rhino. Fortunately, his current strength has reached a terrifying 210 points with the increase of the power of the lord by 60 points. Otherwise, just this blow would be enough to fly him directly.

But he escaped, his body was still pushed by an invisible big hand, constantly rolling backwards, leaving two deep gullies on the ground, he bent down with difficulty, and finally kneeled halfway. The posture stopped on the ground that had been swept away by air waves.

The golden holy light was tumbling angrily on Dick, and the energy of the holy light that could not be mastered blended into the ground, and then rose up again, illuminating the place where Dick was, like a heavenly arc. , The pale golden flame burned in the air beside Dick, not an exaggeration, but a real burning.

The temperature got hotter and hotter, and a dead leaf fell from the sky into the flame of the Holy Light beside Dick, and it was burnt to ashes in an instant.

This is the manifestation of power. It is a miracle that only appears after reaching the lord's position. The black energy bat wings behind the death knight, and the actual flames surging around Kael'thas when casting a spell are all manifestations of power. The form of expression.

The death knight who stood with the sword and took three steps backwards saw this scene, and a look of memory suddenly appeared in his blood-red eyes.

At that time... In Andorhal, this child was like this. Under such a burning flame of holy light, he was blessed and became a paladin. Now, carrying the body of death, he returned to this world, the first encounter Arrived, it was actually this child.

Is he really the one chosen by the Holy Light and destiny?

Dick raised his head, his face changed drastically when he saw the blood-red sword held in the hands of the death knight who had never been masked.

It is a long sword with almost no difference in appearance from a normal epee. The only thing that is striking is the pendant on the hilt of the black trident, which looks like a moving skeleton. Its top , On each side, there are three runes shining crimson light continuously.

But for some reason, this epee did not open the front at all, it was now in the form of a blunt weapon.

This is apocalypse! One of the three artifacts of the death knight in the game, then this death knight holding a sword is...

Dick pursed his mouth, and without a word, he roared and attacked. This is definitely a true appearance, just like the reaction of a paladin who saw the growth of evil. His power is quite powerful. Every attack can be done. Bringing out a series of dazzling golden light spots in the air, it looked gorgeous to the extreme.

The death knight's reaction was a little weird. At least in the first three strikes, he was in a defensive posture, until Dick's left hand curled up inadvertently passed the death knight's eyes to see the meaning of the gesture. , The death knight pursing his mouth just got serious.

The battle between the black death knight and the golden paladin almost ended after the three tricks of temptation, and quickly entered a desperate stage. The golden flames and the black death force were mixed together, and every weapon strike , Can splash sparks of friction on the surface of two artifacts with completely different attributes, and light and darkness, these are also two extreme relative powers, when they meet together, they can be called a pinpoint against a wheat awn.

The offensive of the two guys became more and more fierce, and even the energy lingered, forming a roar similar to the roar of a giant beast in this small space.

But whether it is a death knight or a paladin, they are all plate armor classes with pure strength as the attack attribute, so their so-called wrestling is like two bulls fighting against each other. There is no skill, no tactics, and it is different. The excitement is different and attractive.

Sedlock hid in the dark realm, watching this pleasing scene of black-and-white cavalry battle, seeing the exciting place, and even couldn't help whistling.

Of course, from Sedlock’s eyes, it’s easy to see that this paladin is just a lord with fairly good strength. Facing this weird death knight, it’s not an opponent at all, it’s just the cheapness of the apocalypse. That's it.

This magic sword is unwilling to obey the sword bearer in this way. If the Apocalypse has obeyed, let alone Dick, even Sedlock will be far and far away. The death knight with the human sword is easy. Can reach the level of heroes, even epic heroes, that is not something that the Nathrezim sergeant can fight against.

But even so, the paladin's heroic martial arts will end here.

"boom!"

Apocalypse’s dull blade slammed the hammer's handle on the fire of justice. This charged blow only supported Dick’s shoulder for less than 1 second, and then he pushed the hammer's handle against his shoulder. The death knight kicked his chest. This foot had no strength at all, rubbing against the air, and even brought out the sound of howling wind.

Dick flew out, and when he fell on the filthy dark ground, even the fire of justice escaped and fell to the side. The death knight tilted his head and strode forward. He half-kneeled. On the ground, he raised the whistling and buzzing apocalypse in his hand, aimed it at the paladin's chest, and was about to pierce it down.

But at this moment, Dick's left hand was suddenly attached to the death knight's back waist, and the next moment a dazzling silver-white light burst into the dense forest.

The light was so blazing that even Sedlock couldn't help closing his eyes.

When it opened its eyes, the Paladin had no idea of ​​life or death, and the miserable Death Knight, most of his armor had been shattered, and the dark dense mist was quickly repairing his body. He tried to stand up, but tried several times without success.

"opportunity!"

The dreadlord’s vicious eyes flashed, and its figure broke through the darkness and appeared behind the death knight. The huge bone claw was about to pierce his head, but at that moment, it was already weak to the extreme death. The knight suddenly grabbed its claws, and the strength was not like a badly injured guy.

A trace of evil flashed in Sedlock's mind, and he was about to turn into a bat and fled away. An ambush for a long time, the flail of holy light that suddenly appeared, mercilessly, hit its ugly head with precision.

Then there was a cold touch that pierced its body. When the soul was quickly torn and swallowed by the whistling, irritable, deformed, crazy, and excited magic sword, the last thought of the Dreadlord was:

Apocalypse...this sword...isn't this sword lacking an open front?