Volume 14: War of Kings!Chapter 10: The Old Epilogue

Outside the house, while Abner was asleep, the male elf was talking to a female elf in a robe and a flower crown on her head.

"Is that human trustworthy?" the elf glanced inside.

The male elf did not answer her directly, but said, "Recently, there has been a very bad result on our prophecy stone. ”

"When did you start believing in that kind of thing?" the female elf was a little unimpressed.

"It's been almost 10,000 years, isn't it?" the male elf said cryptically, "I'm afraid they're a little impatient." ”

The female elf's expression moved, she thought about it seriously, and said, "What do you mean...... The Wanderers Underground?well, that's a possibility......"

"It's not just them," the male elf shook his head and said, "The prophecy says that there will be more powerful forces that will involve us in Lemfernaya, although I am also half-skeptical about that thing, but some obscure prophecies before will always happen after the appearance of some obscure prophecies, and now it has appeared at this critical moment, we should always be prepared, I don't like to be caught off guard when the time comes." ”

The female elf smiled and said, "This is what you learned from that human mage, which is very inconsistent with the habits of our elf race." ”

The male elf sighed and said, "Yes, we elves have made a mistake, and there is always enough time to slowly make up for it, but what if this mistake is too big to make up for it?"

The female elf's expression gradually became serious, and she nodded solemnly in agreement.

"So we have to go to the continent to find allies worthy of our reliance, just as we resisted the attack of the Abyss Dragon Emperor together ten thousand years ago. ”

"But will the elders agree? The elf shook her head, indicating that she was not optimistic about the suggestion.

The male elf smiled lightly and said, "Did I say I wanted to convince them?"

The elf looked at him in amazement.

"The appearance of this human being now is our chance, we can take the opportunity to send him back to the mainland, find suitable allies, and not be afraid of being interfered with by the elders, because this is according to the rules. ”

"Indeed, the elders will not say anything more in this way, after all, we can neither tolerate the presence of a human on our island in times of non-war, nor can we actually kill him. ”

The male elf said in a deep voice: "Since that person was discovered by Irina, then let her go, I can see that that person is still a person who knows gratitude, and maybe he really has a deep relationship with the Holy See bishop who rules the eastern continent, maybe we can observe through him what kind of attitude the upper echelons of the human race have towards the elves now." ”

Speaking of this, the elf smiled and said, "You mentioned this to Irena just now, and she seems to be very reluctant. ”

The male elf also smiled, a trace of remembrance flashed in his eyes, and sighed: "Let her not be so depressed, the human world is not as terrible as the elders say, maybe she may not be willing when we let her come back." ”

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"This is the Death Knight, he must not be allowed to escape"

In fact, Boris didn't want to get too entangled with the people of the Council of the Dead, after all, he was fighting in the territory of the mages, and he only came here to make meritorious contributions, and he didn't want to see too many casualties under his hands, so it would be unpleasant to win back.

But the appearance of the Death Knight made him completely abandon this idea.

Everywhere, the Death Knights and Lich are the first targets of the Light faction, and they are not only the backbone of the Dark Camp, but also the sworn enemies of the Holy See.

Boris narrowed his eyes, he didn't expect to meet a rare death knight here, and he didn't seem to be weak, if he could kill him, even if it was worth the extra sacrifice.

"When"

The swords and shields exchanged blows again, bursting out with a few sparks.

Barlow does not fight with Boris, he knows that the opponent is much stronger than him in martial arts, so every time the opponent slashes his sword, he uses a shield to cover himself.

With the experience of the fight just now, even if Boris uses his talent again, he will have a defense, and it will not be so easy to succeed. What's more, as a death knight, ** is just a tool for him, only the soul is his core, as long as the soul fire is never extinguished, he will not really die, and ordinary slashing swords will have no effect on him even if he cuts them a few times.

After several more unsuccessful attacks, Boris knew that he might be able to hold back the opponent with his own strength, but he would never be able to kill the opponent.

He immediately stepped back, and didn't stop until he retreated to the middle of the array, glanced left and right, and couldn't help but nod.

The team around him was indeed an elite team in the Holy See, and when he was fighting Barlow, hundreds of clergy surrounded him.

But Barlow didn't seem to have any intention of running away, and still stood there calmly.

The calmer the other party, the more Boris did not dare to be careless.

However, once the Templars formed themselves and proceeded step by step according to the steps of the Temple's arrangement, they would become a force that Boris himself feared.

The priest behind the queue began to cast various blessings, and the aura rose on the Templar swordsmen one after another, and various auxiliary spells were sprinkled on them like water.

"Sortie"

After making all the preparations, the Templar swordsmen were in a team of five, a total of five neat horizontal rows, a total of twenty-five Templar swordsmen, according to the formation of two to two, bathed in the holy light, and pressed towards Barlow step by step.

Despite their many battles, they had never had any experience of fighting the Death Knights, and when they saw that a single Templar was no match for the other side, they wisely chose to move forward in formation.

The Templar swordsmen in the front row were all holding kite-shaped shields, their eyes sharp, and the unwavering conviction in their expressions was clearly felt by everyone who looked at them.

Barlow didn't stand still and wait, but when the Sanctuary approached him just over ten meters, he kicked under his feet, trampled through a large mass of dirt, raised his half-body shield in front of him, and rushed towards the paladin squad like a bull.

"Don't underestimate his strength, hold on"

The captain of the first five-man team immediately stopped the team, and standing in the center, he himself stood out a little, and took the initiative to meet Barlow's impact

bang

The kite-shaped shield shattered, and the Templar swordsman captain who had come into contact with Barlow flew out with blood spitting blood, and even with so many auxiliary spells added, he was still far inferior in strength to a true death knight.

After knocking the first person away, Barlow ignored the slashing swords around him, took his right foot as the axis, raised the big shield and spun it in a circle, and after a series of metal collisions came out, the remaining four Sanctuaries were fanned out by his huge power at the same time, and were smashed several meters away, and the weapons and shields in their hands were all shattered without exception.

But equally, the shield in Barlow's hand could not withstand such a violent devastation, and it shattered at the same moment, and he took out a huge double-bladed throwing axe from the spatial ring, and spun and threw it at the second column of Templar swordsmen who tried to circle behind him, and the spinning axe let out a dull sound of breaking through the air, slicing half of the bodies of the first two Templars and bringing down the other three Templars with great momentum.

Although the Templars suffered heavy casualties in this encounter, Barlow lost his shield after all, and the third column in the center saw an opportunity, and they quickened their pace and rushed forward.

"Boom"

A huge spiked hammer was thrown out of Barlow's hand, and the Templar swordsman who had been smashed in front of him lay to the ground without saying a word, his entire chest was deeply deflated, and even though the blessing on his body kept working, the instant smashing of his sternum and internal organs had killed him on the spot, and he was never able to get up again.

The remaining four Templars didn't even glance at their fallen comrades, and they had already rushed in front of Barlow, and they moved closer to their companions, closing the vacant spot once more, and marching in unison, while raising their swords and slashing down at Barlow in front of them.

Barlow roared, pulled out a wide two-handed sword from his waist, and backhanded.

With two "dangdang" sounds, the two swords broke at the same time, but the other two slashed right on Barlow's arm, just embedded in the gap in the armor.

Seeing this, the two sword masters immediately abandoned their swords, pulled out their short swords from their waists and stabbed each other in the abdomen, a metal crunch sounded, and the brilliant light power poured into the body of the death knight along the broken wound.

Barlow let out a howl of pain like a beast, and his other hand slammed into the face of the nearest Sanctuary, the sound of bones shattering was heard, and the latter, half of his face was sunken, and he fell to the ground, and at the same time, he kicked the other Sanctuary more than four meters away, but the last Sanctuary seemed to ignore all this, he held the short sword with both hands strongly, and his legs moved forward vigorously, instilling the power of light in his whole body.

"Ahh

Because he was too tall to push the other party away at close range, he could only grab the shoulders of this temple with two hands and press it down hard, and everyone suddenly heard the sound of bones shattering, but this temple did not stop, and the divine fighting energy all over his body hit the broken wound desperately.

"Ahhh

Barlow raised his fist and slammed it into the Templar's head, punch after punch, until the latter's head was smashed into his chest, and then the heart-rending force stopped.

At this time, an unprecedented feeling of fatigue surged all over his body, and Barlow felt a wave of horror in his heart.

Ever since he became a Death Knight, he had never felt the so-called fatigue and pain of these "mortals", but now he really felt it, which made him realize that if he stayed and fought, he would really "die" here

The sound of neat footsteps came into his ears, and Barlow looked up to find that the fourth and fifth columns of Templar swordsmen had already outflanked him at this time, but he had not been able to detect it in advance due to the fierce battle just now

The swordsmen let out a low roar in unison, and quickly pressed up from all directions, squeezing tightly on Barlow's body, and clinging to him

The swordsmen did not use their swords to slash, but at the same time drew the short sword at their waist, and kept stabbing at Barlow's waist and abdomen, pulling out these two movements.

Barlow let out a wild howl, and he struggled desperately, but he couldn't break free of all ten people at once, and after a few times, he felt the strength of his strength gradually drift away from him......

How is it possible? How many teams of people can burst out with such a powerful fighting force?

He's a Death Knight

Boris watched quietly from a distance, he sneered, no matter what kind of melee profession it is, unless it is a king and a strong man, it will be a dead end in the face of the strong attack of well-trained, well-equipped, and numerous Templar swordsmen regardless of casualties.

Barlow let out another roar: "Frost and Frozen Earth"

In an instant, as if a cold wind from the polar regions was blowing through his heart, with Barlow as the center, the ground under his feet was immediately covered with layers of thick frost and soil, and the grass there suddenly turned gray, dry, and lifeless.

Standing on top of the "Frost Frozen Land", the power of the Death Knight will never be exhausted.

Boris smiled contemptuously, he waved his hand, and nearly twenty or so priests took turns to send out purification spells, which had just appeared and returned to their true colors, and these spells also transmitted divine power to the body of the death knight.

Barlow's huge body finally fell down with a "boom", and the powerful Death Knight was killed by the Templar Sword after killing and wounding about ten Templar swordsmen.

There is no more suspense.

Boris snorted, in front of the elite team of the Holy See, even the undead knights have no chance.

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The seventh floor of the temple.

More than a dozen mages finally rushed to this last layer, but they were taken aback by what they saw.

There were both mages and members of the Council of the Dead, and only one was standing in the middle of the hall.

"What man," a mage shouted, raising the staff in his hand.

"It's Bishop Landiston, don't make a move," a middle-aged man who looked a little dignified hurriedly shouted, but in fact he was already too late.

Due to the collapse of the "Elemental Frontier" and the attack on the road, the mages did not know what was going on outside, their nerves were already too high, and there should be no one of their own here except them.

All kinds of elements were vibrating in the air, and they were combining into powerful spells, and the mages had been tempered and repeated for a long time, and they could only be completed in a very short time, and they were about to bombard them, but the mages were shocked to find that instead of successfully combining, those elements seemed to be intervened, destroyed, and shattered by some force at the same time.

They looked at each other in horror, this is a power that they cannot understand at all, when did the bishop of the Holy See become so powerful?

"We are the mages of the Mage Huihuo Tower," the middle-aged mage walked up and saluted Luo Lan, looked at his feet again, and exclaimed: "These people ...... Did the Bishop kill it all alone? Really, really, really ......."

After repeating the words one after another, he couldn't say any more, every member of the Council of the Dead here was not weak, even very powerful, but they all fell at the hands of this Landiston bishop alone, which shocked him once again at the strength of the other party.

Luo Lan waved his hand absently and said, "When I arrived, these fallen people of the Council of the Dead were evacuating, these were just broken people, but the Horn of the Abyss was taken away by them first. ”

"That thing...... the middle-aged mage's expression was a little gloomy, "was it still taken by them?"

Luo Lan smiled and said, "Since they can take it, let's find a way to get it back." ”

It was the teacher who had to smile wryly.

Luo Lan raised his head, and he suddenly asked, "When you came, were you attacked on the road?"

The middle-aged mage was stunned for a moment, then nodded in shame and said, "Yes, how did the adults know?"

Luo Lan said lightly: "That person is right behind you." ”

"What?"

Jean, who was hiding outside the door, had been listening to the conversation in the hall, and after hearing this, she didn't hesitate to turn around and run.

Not to mention the mages in the hall, Landiston alone is not something she can deal with head-on.

But at this moment, she suddenly felt a chill rushing from her back, and she hurriedly rolled forward, then flipped on the spot, letting go of the terrible attack, and then quickly drew her sword.

With a "bang", his wrist shook.

But in front of him, there was nothing.

Just when she was stunned, five rays of light suddenly formed on her ankles, wrists, and waist at the same time, firmly holding her to the ground, and the sword flew away.

"I'll leave this person to deal with, don't you have any opinions?"

The middle-aged mage watched in amazement as the powerful swordsman of the Council of the Dead was taken out in an instant under Luo Lan's hands, and it took a while for him to come back to his senses, and he hurriedly saluted: "The degenerate captured by Lord Bishop will naturally be dealt with according to Lord Bishop's will. ”

At this moment, a sound of neat and rapid footsteps came from the entrance, and the mages immediately put on guard.

Luo Lan waved his hand and said, "Don't be nervous, it's your own person." ”

A team of Templar swordsmen rushed into the hall and immediately stopped the mages on the periphery, and the Templar captain, who was in the lead, came to Luo Lan and knelt down, and said, "Andres, the leader of the fifth squad, salutes the Bishop. After a pause, he glanced left and right, and reminded in a low voice, "My lord, just now our scout sent a letter, and it seems that something serious has happened to the mage society. ”

Luo Lan shook his head and motioned for him not to say any more.

The moment the elemental boundary disappeared, he sensed that it was not some normal spell fade, but a forced mana interruption.

Then there are only two possibilities for the outcome, one is that there are powerful spells and/or artifacts intervening, and the other is that the Emperor Adriman has no time to take care of this matter, and no matter which outcome it is, it will be extremely unfavorable to the mage.

He had carefully seen it along the way just now, the Lord of the Earth Tower and the head monk of the Mage Guild Nioriid had died here, and if there was any problem with Emperor Adriman, then the decline of the Mage Guild would be inevitable.

Not only that, but if something goes wrong with a strong king, it is likely to cause more serious consequences.

In two months' time, a meeting of the Friars will be held to decide on the succession of the Friars.

New forces are rising, old ones are declining.

The distribution of rights on the mainland is about to face a real reshuffle

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