The dark snow has no temperature, like the scorched earth of hatred without hope, it only wraps cold around the neck of every unfortunate person caught in the darkness, reminding him with slippery fear that he has entered a place where he should not have been. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Knort"

The blade of rage slashed together with the blood-red rune heavy axe for the seventh time, and the two heavy weapons separated again the moment they touched, and the two sides of the battle staggered with blood-like flame rage and storm-like dark energy, desperately slashing the weapons on each other's bodies, leaving a deep scar that could be seen in the bones.

It was on the ice field on the outskirts of the Dark Dome, and Renault may have been tasked with guarding the acropolis, but at this moment, after seeing Dalyan, he gave up that responsibility, and even Arthas's roar in the spirit world turned a deaf ear, allowing the undead, who had lost their command, to be wantonly scattered and slashed by Swain and those brave young men.

Maybe... He never cared.

Dalyan kicked the body of the elite ghoul who tried to raid him, kicking most of the head of the disgusting dark creation to pieces, and the heroic warrior's every move was carried with crazy destructive power, and the physical strength was less than a certain level, facing such an opponent, it was simply self-defeating.

The icy snowflakes that fell from the dark sky were also swept upside down into the surrounding air in the momentum of this blow, and in fact, after the two sides of the hero rank fully released their powers, the cold wind and snow from the sky and the ground could no longer intervene in this crazy battle.

The purpose of the two was clear from the beginning, to kill each other... Or be killed by the other party.

Across from him, there was also an extra scar on the ice-covered armor on Renault's chest, but death dominated his body and gave him the recovery power he shouldn't have, so when the two of them gazed at each other again, the scars on his chest were already wrapped in black mist, and the death power from frost grief quickly repaired the cracks in the dead body.

"We have the same blood in our bodies... Renault. ”

Dalyan took a deep breath, he held the blood-colored heavy sword in his hand with both hands, there was a hovering black wound on his left arm, it was only less than a minute, the wound had begun to fester, under the suppression of the body of the high-ranking warrior, it had not yet spread, and his armor, the strong armor, had also been corroded in the previous unrelenting collision, the black burns of the canine teeth represented the frequency of this battle.

He looked at the stranger across from him, and saw the sinister smile on his face, and the resentment, which Dalyan didn't know where it came from, at least in his memory, the world never owed Renault anything.

Why is he angry, and why is he resentful?

"So what? Do you want to lecture me again?

Compared with Dalyan's calmness, Deathbringer Renault is more akin to using a venting method to vent his power without reservation.

The tomahawk in his hand swirled in the air with a trail of black and blood light, pointing diagonally at Dalyan on the opposite side, his voice hoarse and frivolous, like... The soul beneath that shell had completely vanished, and in its place was another completely strange soul, which was really unlikeable.

"You have abandoned me, you have betrayed me... Now, I've found new power, I'm going to destroy everything you hold dear, that damn world, I'm going to destroy it... It's like I'm about to kill you!"

Dalyan shook his head, his answer was like a sword in his hand, without flinching, and the warrior's figure turned into a beating red shadow in Renault's vision, rushing in front of him like lightning, but Renault was no longer the same person he used to be.

He did not choose confrontation.

"Bang"

The thunderous slash left a tearing mark on the ice wall that appeared in front of the Death Knight, causing the thick ice wall that had just appeared to shatter in all directions in a shattering way, but it gave the Death Knight a moment of time and a chance to fight back.

"I'm the Deathbringer! I'm Renault the Deathbringer! Witness your death!

When the eyes of the two men made contact again, the heavy axe in Renault's hands with a sinister smile, lingering with a bright red bloody light, slashed towards Dalyan's head with a groundbreaking momentum, corrosive energy wrapped around his body, and a distorted expression stood out on his face, making him look like a real monster.

The blow tore through the air, and the momentum it brought hit Dalyan's face, and even felt painful, but the warrior reacted indifferently in the face of the blade that was about to cut through his body, and even had a trace of unbelievable indifference, as if he didn't care about his life or death at all.

This is clearly not normal ... This is a high-level martial art, Deadly Calm!

After forcibly removing all other emotional interference, Dalyan's heart entered an unimaginable absolute coldness, he repeatedly calculated the trajectory of the tomahawk's fall, and finally the moment before the tomahawk was added, the crimson anger rising from his left hand exploded again on the original basis, like a heavy hammer completely wrapped in a fist, and struck the blade of the rune tomahawk with precision, causing the corner where the tomahawk fell to deviate a little.

Completely dodging the deadly troops, his other hand let go of the hilt of his sword at this moment, allowing the Blade of Fury to fall into the snow, then clenched his fist, pouring the rest of his strength into the heavy punch and soaring into the sky from below.

"Poof"

"Bang"

The sharp blade tore apart the blood rage, and smashed the heavy fist on Renault's chin, and the two brothers separated towards the sky and the earth under their respective attacks, Renault's whole body left the ground straight at this moment, and rolled backwards in embarrassment, and Dalyan was even more miserable, avoiding the fatal place does not mean that he was not harmed, in fact, when he rolled out, the scorching blood had already left a shocking blood path on the cold snowfield.

"Ahem... You have defiled the blood in your body, Reynolds, and I will put an end to this mistake, right here, right today!"

Dalyan rose from the ground with the Blade of Wrath, his rusty armor finally cut through completely, from his neck to his abdomen, a bloody wound, and in the worst of all chests, a streak of flesh and blood.

This is almost a real fatal wound.

But from Dalyan's eyes, there was no fear or retreat, he was a real warrior, he had learned to endure pain, adapt to pain, and even enjoy pain, this pain pierced into the bone marrow, only made him wilder, the blood droplets on his arm were ignited by the anger in his body when he fell into the air, and the anger around Dalyan's body was even more red, like real blood burning, and even distorted the air.

A real blood-burning battle!

Renault didn't answer, in fact he couldn't answer either, Dalyan's punch shattered his jaw, making the thin face even more distorted, so he chose a more direct answer, the battle axe in his hand fell backwards behind him, and rushed towards Dalyan like a running bull, at the end of the charge, his eyes flashed, and the left hand hidden behind him suddenly poked out, and dark red death energy rushed out of the frozen ground under Dalyan's feet, wrapping around his neck like a snake.

The dark red energy formed ghost claws under Renault's manipulation, lifting Dalyan into the air.

Death Skill: Suffocating Grip!

But even Renault didn't expect this move to trap Dalyan for long, all he needed was a chance, and when Dalyan's heavy sword slashed through the suffocating ghost claws wrapped around his body, Renault's heavy axe once again roared and slammed into his sword, and Renault's other hand condensed a snow-white energy blade, like a dagger, stabbing into Dalyan's abdomen.

The warrior threw a punch, smashing the snow-white energy dagger into pieces, and rushed towards Renault's chest unabated, and finally was grabbed by the cold left hand of the death knight who kept rushing forward, and the next moment, there was an obvious inhalation movement in Renault's chest, and with an evil smile shining in his eyes, the head of the ice dragon composed entirely of frost appeared above his head.

"Boom"

An extremely cold stream of frost erupted from the ice dragon's open mouth, almost blocking all the spaces for Dalyan to dodge, but the moment it was contacted, the extremely cold breath was covered with a thick layer of frost on the surface of Dalyan's body.

Renault has the chance to win, the dark energy given to him by Frost Grief is simply endless, he looks at Dalyan who is gradually being frozen, and even has time to turn his head to look at the Shadow Dome, the Acropolis seems to have been completely captured, but it doesn't matter, as long as Dalyan is killed... He had time to re-light the mana rune.

It doesn't matter, just kill Dalyan! Kill this bastard who almost ruined the first half of his life, and it's all worth it!

"Enough!"

"Bang"

The visible sound completely shattered the continuous flow of ice breath in front of him in a roar of Dalyan, and even the heavy ice on the warrior's body was shattered, and in this almost face-to-face combat power, the power of the battle cry was exerted to the extreme.

Renault's eyes were stunned, and the ice dragon above his head was smashed by Dalyan's long sword, and the anger that had been suppressed was completely raised at this moment, not as wild as before, obviously because Dalyan was also extremely weak after this long battle.

But the next moment, with the recovery of Renault's perception, he subconsciously condensed an ice pick in his hand and pierced forward, which was a slight obstacle that pierced his body, and then he saw the last light and shadow, that is, a long sword with burning flames, which shattered the black shield around his body, and then slashed his neck under Dalyan's cold eyes.

Slightly cool, slightly cold... It's like remembering the snowflakes that fell in the Tirisfal woodland that year... He took Whitemane and Dalyan to play in the courtyard of the Abbey of the Light, while Tyran hid in the hallway a little shyly, and their father was sitting not far away drinking tea... Everything was so beautiful.

Why... Why did you get to where you are now?

Death did not give him an answer, and in the moments before being consumed by the darkness, Dalyan suppressed the voice of pain and a grief that could not be concealed, and it reached his last senses.

"Renault, my brother, I'm coming... Take you home. ”

"Back... Go home!"

The next moment, the cold darkness swallowed him completely, Dalyan fell to the ground in pain, his lungs were pierced, he pulled out the ice pick that had pierced into his body, and threw it far away, the blade of anger was thrown aside by him, he looked at the deepest darkness over the snowfield, cold snowflakes fell from the sky, the howling cold wind swirled around his body, this was a land of no hope, not far away, lay his brother, killed by his own hands, his own brother who was completely killed.

He hates it here... He doesn't have any reason to like it here... He just wants to go home now...

"Then go home!"