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Kisara, who searched unsuccessfully, found a lot of barns, but there was nothing in them, and there were burning villages everywhere, and 66 continued to encounter some undead in them......

Kisara, who is the power of light, is naturally very disgusted by the power emanating from these barns, but on the other hand, she feels that this power is attracting her.

Are you kidding?

Kisara thinks that she will not be tempted by demonic powers, she is strong enough, not to mention that the power of this barn is pitiful.

However, as the polluted barn was constantly visited, a voice echoed inside.

Not from this pitiful demonic power, but from itself, from something more internal.

There are two sides to everything, and the stronger the light, the darker the shadows it brings.

was originally just an ordinary person, but after a long period of "dragon birth", he did see everything lightly. Now that's it, Youzai is alive, and the immediate goal is to resurrect those who are cherished.

But does such a long-term existence really not cause spiritual aging or other problems? After all...... Kisara wasn't originally an Eternal......

All the negativity, ambiguous irritability, aimless depression......

All sorts of strange things, originally Kisara didn't face such a problem at first. Since the departure of Tabassa and others in 66, every time I encounter this tangled mood, I fall asleep, and I sleep for several years and decades.

Although this process has made him more like a dragon, and more and more of a dragon. But the fundamental problem has not been solved, and at this time, the close contact with the demonic power is just a spark that falls on the gas station.

the…

i.am.the.darkness!

it.is.destiny!

――penetbsp; What is the sin...... What is the sin......

In order to hide insecurity and weakness, it is necessary to be incomparably strong, and the weaker it is, the stronger it is to be revealed.

Black, lightning-like things jumped on Kisara.

A certain love that has been suppressed for a long time is not a simple one, but a collection of feelings that have always been one. Kisara laughed heartily when they were there, and barely laughed when they left. Since then, the conflict between the legendary dragon's long-standing and human's transience has tormented him. Whether it is their death, or the gnawing of this contradiction on themselves.

Now, the news of their resurrection has been heard. The gap between the spiritual laxity and the unpleasant feeling in the heart.

・・・

Well, it's so solemn, it's actually "suffering" enough, and suddenly because of an opportunity, it officially turned to "attack", bracket laugh (dragged away...... ）

・・・

Black lightning enveloped Kisara's body......

A few seconds later, from the lightning that gradually dissipated, a young man in a blue-striped black hoodie appeared. The closed eyes opened, the dark golden eyes showed a striking gaze, the whites of the eyes showed a gray appearance, the blue fragments were hidden under the black hood, the handsome and cold face had no expression, and the right side of the face had a blood-colored pattern that ran through the right eye and reached the chin.

Raising his hand, a mirror appeared in front of the young man.

“……”

Silent......

A young man does not speak.

“…… Belch...... This one is a little sharp, isn't it......"

The tone is calm, but what is revealed is debatable.

There is a somewhat image collapse atmosphere.

"Then this situation is really quite troublesome."

It's obviously not appropriate to call it "Kisara" now, but in fact, "Dorag" is more or less 233, and it's a bit of a name for that, especially if it's a dragon itself. It's like someone naming themselves "people." But when I first crossed over, I was 233 on impulse.

There's no way, now I can only call Dorag, otherwise what should I do?

Dorag sighed......

Dorag gathered his strength, and the result was ......

A light blue liquid appeared in his hand, and it became darker and darker, and then froze, and even the center began to turn black.

・・・

"Oh, is this even the light frozen......"

If it is said that the power of the blue light dragon is high temperature and high energy, it gradually achieves "cold silence". The force of this gesture is now called "heat death", and the matter affected by this force will gradually approach absolute zero (-273.15 degrees Celsius).

Light is also matter, immovable at absolute zero. The part of Dorag's palm was approaching that point, and outside light couldn't pass through it.

The blue liquid just now is actually the appearance of air liquefaction. However, when Dorag gradually increased the influence of his strength, he was careful to limit the range of influence of his power to Cheng Dù in the palm of his hand. Otherwise, it would not be surprising that this position, which is gradually approaching absolute zero, can cause any bad chain reaction once it can come into contact with the surrounding environment.

Dorag remembered something interesting and took an egg out of his weapon hole...... Well, now the weapon cave is no longer worthy of its name, and there are not only various embodied equipment card props in it, but also some daily necessities.

Dorag tossed the egg into his position, then flipped his hand over, and a gem with a light blue fluorescence seemed to fall out, but the egg jumped like a bouncy ball when it landed on the ground. With each jump, the ground it touches will turn into a large crystal shape, and the grass on the ground will be affected like glass.

・・・

Okay......

What is the situation, cold is the talent of the white dragon, although there is a decisive difference in his own principle and power...... Even if you do have a word for "white dragon...... But...... Aren't all white dragons all 9!

sighed, fortunately, Azeroth's cold attribute was the blue dragon's...... But that's not right!

Dorag was messy and threw out his belongings, causing a large natural disaster.

Just as Dorag was messy in the cold wind on the outskirts of Andorhar, the other side ......

……………… .................. of the city of Andoral

Arthas knew he was pushing his men too hard, but time was too precious to be wasted. But when he saw Gianna gnawing on jerky as he walked, he struggled with self-blame. When he fought, the Holy Light gave him strength, while the mage used different energy, and he knew that Gianna had given her all in the previous battle, and her body was overdrawn. But they have no time to rest, and the survival of thousands of lives depends on their actions.

His delegated order was to investigate the situation of the plague and stop it. Now the mystery begins to unravel, but at the same time he begins to wonder if he has the power to stop the plague. Things were nowhere near as simple as he thought they were at first. However, Alsace will never give up and cannot give up. He had sworn to stop the plague and save his people at any cost, and he would fulfill his oath.

Before they reached the gates of Andorhar, they saw smoke rise into the sky and smelled smoke. Arthas wished that the town had been burned, and that at least the grain would have been destroyed, but at once he was ashamed of this indifference.

He kicked his mount hard, burying his thoughts. Immediately afterward, he rode through the city gates, ready for battle.

They were surrounded by burning buildings, and black smoke was piercing and choking. He looked around, his eyes filled with smoked tears. There were not a single villager, and there were no zombies.

What did you give birth to?

"I think you're here for me, children," came a pleasant voice. A gust of wind blew up, pushing away the smoke and dust, and it was only then that Arthas saw a black-robed figure standing not far away. His whole body tightened. This person must be the leader. The necromancer was smiling, his face under the hood blurred in the shadows, and his hypocritical smile made Arthas so angry that he wanted to cut off his face immediately. Beside him were his two zombie pets, "Now you've found me." I'm Kel'thugad. ”

Gianna covered her mouth and gasped, she knew the name. Arthas glanced at her quickly, then focused his attention on the person speaking. He clenched his hammer.

"I'm here to warn," said the necromancer, "don't meddle, curiosity will kill you." ”

"This depraved magic feels familiar!" It was Gianna, her voice trembling with resentment, "You are our disgrace, Kel'thugad! First do those unnatural experiments, which we warned you would bring disaster. But you didn't learn anything! ”

"Lady Gianna Ploudemoore," said Kel'thugad in a triumphant tone, "it looks like Antonidas' apprentice has grown up." But my dear, contrary to what you say...... You see, I've learned a lot. ”

"I've seen the rats you used for experiments!" Gianna shouted, "That's scary enough—and now you—"

"I continued to do my research in depth, and now it's perfect," Kersugad replied.

"Are you responsible for this plague, necromancer?" Arthas yelled, "You have established the evil. Teach? ”

Kel'thugad turned to him, his eyes shining in the shadow of his hood, "I command the Cult of the Cursed to divide the pestilence-stricken grain. But it won't be credited to me. ”

Arthas was about to speak, but Gianna had already said, "What do you mean?" ”

"I serve the Dreadlord Marganis. He will command the Scourge to cleanse the earth and create a paradise of eternal darkness! ”

The flames around him were filled with heat, but the man's tone sent a chill through Arthas's body. He didn't know what the "Dreadlord" was, but he couldn't have understood what "Scourge" meant.

"What the hell is this Scourge-Corps trying to cleanse?"

The mean lips under the white beard showed another cruel smile.

"What, of course, all living creatures. His plan has already begun to be implemented. If you want more evidence, you can go to Stratholme and find him. ”

Arthas was fed up with his mocking tone. He roared and rushed forward with his hammer raised.

"For the Light!" He shouted.

Kel'thugad stood still, however, at the last moment, as the air around him twisted and wavered, he disappeared.

The two things that had stood still at either side of him clamped their arms around Arthas and tried to drag him to the ground, their stench and smoke rushing over him in an attempt to suffocate him. He broke free, striking one of them in the head with a clean thud. Its skull immediately shattered like glass, and its brains splattered to the ground. The other one is no problem.

"Granary!" He shouted, running to his mount and turning on his horse, "Keep up!" ”

The others immediately mounted their horses and rushed along the main road into the burning village.

However, they were presented with a young man in a black hoodie with an oppressive dark blue trim on his robe. As if he had just appeared, he turned around, and his unusual dark golden eyes and gray-white eyes made Arthas and the others gasp. What made everyone nervous the most was the ice and snow world behind that person. The houses and trees were not frozen, as if they were made of ice.

"You!" Arthas jumped off his horse, hammer in hand, and yelled at Dorag, "Are you a necromancer too!" ”

"No......" Dorag saw the scene in front of him, and he was also a little flustered, but now Dorag's appearance is really full of boss style, and this little surprise is full of ridicule in the eyes of His Royal Highness the Prince. Dorag raised his hand and stopped Arthas as he was about to rush up. said indifferently, "The food here is gone...... All that's left are dead rats and cobwebs, you know what that means."

Sorrow and anger swept over Alsace again,

"Food, already shipped out?" Although he didn't want to believe it, he couldn't help but not believe this kind of lie that would be exposed as long as he investigated. Then, Arthas once again focused his hateful eyes on Dorag, "You-! ”

……………… A certain snake ..................

Unfold?

Perhaps......

For more information about this mode, please refer to "Blue Eye DEU (Theatrical Version)" in the related section of the work. There is a detailed description of this pattern.

And also......

It takes motivation to write a book.

Because if you don't eat this bowl of rice, you don't need to vote.

Well, if there are too many votes, there will be problems, and if you know it, you will understand.

But, I'd better give some book reviews.

I don't know if anyone is looking at it......

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