When the light of the teleportation was gone, Avena, who was holding Sylvanas on her shoulder, screamed, she looked left and right, and there were trees all around, this was a place she didn't know at all, but she was sure to have left Naxxramas, she looked up at the floating fortress hanging diagonally in the sky, and hesitantly looked at Sylvanas who looked like a walking dead in her arms. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Just when she was in a dilemma, a faint wolf howl suddenly sounded in Lord Anvina's ears, she was stunned for a moment, and then she quickly carried the High Elf General on her back to the place where the wolf howl sounded.

Thassarian, who had also been thrown out by teleportation, gritted his teeth and grabbed the edge of the cliff with one hand, and grabbed the hand of the Duke of Tyrosus with the other, and the two of them struggled to climb up, and below them, the rushing Sordo River, the damned Kel'thugad, actually threw the two of them to the edge of the Sidaronmir region.

This is where Dick escaped from the clutches of Alsace.

The others were unlucky, as Uther and Old Mograine were thrown into the deepest part of the Tirisfal glade, along with Dassault Khan and Kurtaz, and the old Fordin and the escaped necromancer Hilgai were thrown directly into the ruins of the royal city of Lordaeron.

The Black Witch Falina and Miss Gianna are also engaged in a life-and-death battle in the Poison Mist Canyon not far from the Scarlet Monastery, and the paralyzed Plaguebringer Noth has the worst luck and is thrown into the battlefield at the bottom of Naxxramas, surrounded by hundreds of angry paladins.

The most threatening dark ranger, Rosema Theron, is nowhere to be found, and everything is terrible.

But the biggest crisis is Dick, who is still in Naxxramas.

The paladin's face was extremely invisible, he was slightly embarrassed to dodge the attack of Rivendell, which had been completely chaotic, this guy seemed to be crazy, frantically whipping his left arm that had turned into tentacles, like picking up a terrible whip, and each whip could leave extremely corrosive marks on the ground and walls.

But it's not without good news.

Kel'thugad just stood aside with his wizard cat in his arms, and he had no intention of joining the battle, and the black dagger hanging from his waist looked so conspicuous that Dick barely had to look back to perceive that the source of the chaotic energy coming from the entire space was there.

Mr. Bigworth lay in Kel'thugad's cold arms, and also watched intently as the paladin and the chaotic servants of the old gods fought fiercely to the death, and let out a meow from time to time, as if to cheer Dick on, and it remembered that the guy who gave it something funny, although the size was different, but the breath that came was exactly the same.

The paladin rolled in the air, and when he landed, he made a light leap, and the dark energy from the eyeballs of Rivendell's shoulder, the tentacles with bone spurs and suction cups slammed into his side, and the paladin picked up a rune sword from the ground, ignoring the conflict between the dark energy and the holy light, and raised it high, stabbing it into the tentacles fiercely, nailing it to the ground.

The moment the black rune sword pierced the tentacles, it began to corrode rapidly, making a clattering sound, leaving Dick with little time, so he put on the shield of Naru, and the wind-chasing sword in his left hand was wrapped in lightning and silver light, slashing through the air with brilliant cross stars, piercing into Rivendell's heart, and the gushing power of order completely crushed it.

But as a creature of the old gods, this creature did not die so easily, it let out a completely insignificant roar, its left arm extended, and when it was lifted upward, the blade that had been pierced into the ground slashed the front of the tentacles, and the stinky blood flew everywhere, but the torn tentacles split and elongated from the place where they were broken, and soon turned into more disgusting flowering shapes.

The flower-like tentacles could not only be used as a whip, but also spew green and purple slime from the top, no matter what it was, Dick definitely didn't want that thing to get on his body.

But after the duration of the Holy Avenger was gone, Dick, who had returned to the High Lord, was indeed a little unable to deal with this thing in front of him, and most importantly, he lacked a chance.

Order and chaos restrained each other, but in terms of strength, Dick's left arm was definitely far superior to the monster in front of him, but it protected its lethality quite well, and Dick couldn't find a chance to break into it.

When he tried to get behind the guy, the jagged tentacles on the top of his head nearly cut off his legs.

This disgusting monster is completely for disgusting people.

Paladins can't imagine what kind of terrible results this thing will cause once it falls into the mundane battlefield below, but wherever the ancient gods are, mortals' minds will be distorted and burned, and that kind of pain is simply unbearable for ordinary people.

Dick was looking for an opportunity, but this kind of fight really didn't have much skill in Kel'thugad's eyes, and he even opened his mouth and yawned, although it was a little creepy for a white bone to make such a move.

"Hey, knight, Dick... The last time you buried me in that dark cavern, you weren't so merciful... I mean, if you can't finish it off in 1 minute, I don't mind giving you a ride!"

Kel'thugad's grim voice reached Dick's ears, and the paladin did not answer, but quickly rushed towards Rivendell's whiskers, a scene that made Kel'thugard widen his mouth slightly.

"Wait! I told you to fight, not to die! You idiot!"

But in the next moment, a golden light suddenly lit up behind Rivendell, and the Great Lich's eyes lit up, and he saw a blonde High Elf girl with a single ponytail appear behind the creation of the Old God, and the fire of justice shining with golden flames in both hands smashed down on the back of Rivendell's head.

"Look at Lady Avena's super powerful blow!"

"Bang!"

Regardless of the skill, the strength of this blow is indeed real, and Avena is not much less powerful than Dick, and it is right in the back of Rivendell's head, although the body structure of the ancient god's creation is no longer the slightest bit similar to that of ordinary creatures, but under this blow, it still delays his attack for a moment.

Facing an opponent like Dick, let alone a moment, even a moment is extremely deadly.

Sure enough, at this moment, Dick grabbed the narrow hilt of the Wind Chaser Sword with both hands, roared, bounced up from the ground, and almost submerged the silver blade of light into the center of Rivendell's already deformed head, which was not enough, when the silver power of order quickly surged from his whole body and gathered on the fist of his left hand, Dick swung a punch, and the silver fist, which was stimulated to the extreme by the power of disorder, slammed directly into the disgusting guy's eyes, like a burning red nail, stirring the head of this pathetic creature into a pot of porridge。

After Avena and Dick stepped away, Rivendell's large, misshapen body shook twice, and after a low whimper, it smashed like a stone into the center of the battlefield.

"Whew... Whew..."

Dick breathed rapidly, he looked at Kel'thugad opposite, Anvina held the war hammer in both hands, blocking Dick's side, but the great lich did not move, but first gently placed the kitten in his hand on the ground, and then gently patted it together with the white jade hand bones.

"Bang bang. ”

He also sighed in his weird voice,

"Awesome, awesome! worthy of being the heir to the power of order tens of thousands of years later, and though you were reluctant, you still killed my elaborate minions, Dick... You're not an ordinary person, and I knew that from the moment you cut off your left hand. ”

"Now it seems that my vision is not bad, at least I didn't see the wrong person!"

In the face of the praise of the Great Lich, Dick did not answer, but silently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised the Wind Chasing Sword in his hand, and stood in front of him, but Kel'thugad, who was more dangerous than the original history, if he was originally a snake, then now, he is a cobra king.

The worst thing is that it was fed by Dick himself, and if he hadn't guided Kel'thugad to the artifact dagger full of twisted will, I'm afraid he wouldn't have faced the current desperate situation, but in other words, if he hadn't exchanged this dagger for his own and Gianna's lives, Dick would have been without this guy now.

A peck and a drink are determined by heaven.

This damn fate is really unpredictable.

The Grand Lich shrugged his shoulders at the wary paladin, and he reached out and removed from his waist the dark dagger that made Dick's whole body uncomfortable, and the twirling eyeballs of the dagger were looking at him intently, it was the gaze of Sataras, an evil creature that had died in antiquity and whose poison had spread to this day.

It's definitely not an honor to be targeted by such a guy.

But the next moment, when the Great Lich took something out of his ornate storage ring, Dick's eyes widened.

"That thing... How could that thing be in your hands!

"Oh? That's what you're talking about?"

Kel'thugad pinched the amber eyeball floating in the air with three white bony fingers, shook it in front of him, and asked in a strange tone,

"Then who do you think issued the mission to the Assassin League? Do you really think it's Gugar? Do you really think that savage ogre with a bad brain can discover the secret in this eyeball? No, no, no, obviously he can't, his poor IQ has left him still immersed in the fantasy of the so-called "Twilight Hammer", that pathetic fellow. ”

"He thought he had found the medium to master the power of the ancient gods, he was so stupid, he had no idea that the only thing in the world that could control the power of the ancient gods without any side effects had already been given to me by you personally! Dick, I have to thank you, and my master has to thank you! You have made me connect with her glory!"

Once again, the paladin felt his scalp tingle, not because of the Eye of Cthun, which he had given to Garona with his own hand, but because of the meaning behind it, and he suddenly realized that he seemed to be in a big trouble!

Kel'thugad and Galana misled him with vague language, leading him to think that Gugar was going to get the eyeball, but now it seems that Dick may have given it to someone who deserved it the least.

"Of course, I also want to thank you for once again sending me the necessities to sublimate Sataras!Look, the Eye of Cthun, but it's not the eye of Cthun, it's part of the executioner that took from my master's body before the endless years! Now, it's back!"

The fanatical Grand Lich raised its amber eyeball high and gently placed it on the other side of the dark dagger in his other hand, and as the two eyeballs fused together, the Sataras-Dark Empire Blade, held by Kel'thugad, began its evil metamorphosis!

The recurved blade engraved with eeriely twisted runes continued to extend, eventually curling into a round barb, the runes hidden beneath the smooth surface, the green glow on the blade, causing the barbs on its handle to melt away, transforming it from a worst weapon into a green work of art.

There was also a round gem set under the handle, and at the top of the handle, the eyes on both sides no longer turned, as if they had become delicate carvings, but the evil aura was not diminished even a little by the beauty of its appearance.

No matter which way you look at it, the pupils of the carved eyes are still looking straight at him.

Dick couldn't help but take a step back.

After he had personally experienced the transformation of several artifacts, even the awakening of Utalus, the Reaper of the Wind, who manipulated magical energy, had not frightened him so much, but now, invisible fear had indeed filled Dick's mind.

He recognized the weapon held high above his head by the Great Lich.

That... It is an advanced form of Sataras, the Blade of the Dark Empire, the Blade of the Most Evil that controls the will of all things, called the Twisted Mirror.

The sweet and greasy voice that made the whole body chill and pours upside down lingered in Dick's ears,

"I... I'm back!"

(Today, there is a change for the frostfang claw brothers, put it after work!Thank you brothers for your support!Thank you!Thank you!Finally, ask for a wave of tickets!All kinds of tickets.) ）