"Stay calm! Don't panic! We're going to wait for the Grand Commander to come back! "The High Lord Mograini roared at the front line of the battle against the undead, and the holy sword in his hand, the ash bringer in his hand, fought in and out of the undead, and there was a pile of scorched bones in his pass. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

However, often killing an undead will be surrounded by four or five, and this numerical advantage makes everyone's hearts heavy.

"Soldiers! Go tell the High Lord Tyran! There's more than one way out here! Let him look for it and stop doing useless work there! Baron Tyrosus held his shield in front of him as he spoke to the soldiers behind him. The undead in front of him hissed at the shield, and the sound of metal grinding kept sounding.

"Let him shine his eyes! Other ways out must be found! Fast! ”

"Yes!" The guards answered, and staggered away from the front of the battlefield. He turned over his horse and quickly rushed towards Tyran at the gate of the city.

"Die! The scum of the Scourge! ”

Dalyan smashed a spear that came out of the pile of undead on the opposite side, and slammed the hammer into the arm of the undead in front of him.

"Click!" The crisp sound of the bones of the body snapping came from the body of the undead, and the undead roared and fell to the ground unwillingly, being trampled under the feet of the other undead behind him.

"Come on! Monsters! Dalyan roared, his hammer glowing golden, "Atonement for the sins of the people who died at your hands!" ”

The golden hammer swung through the undead, and the undead fell to the ground, and puffs of light smoke rose from the bones of the undead.

"Die!"

Locke split the skull of a zombie with a sword, and the red and white things flowed out and stained the sword's body, and it was quickly evaporated by the holy light.

In front of him lay the corpses of the undead.

"Roar!" A horde of undead roared, charging at Locke once more!

Locke clenched the long sword in his hand, and a steady stream of holy light energy poured into the sword from his body. The longsword turned into a golden energy sword at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The moment the undead surrounded him, Locke grasped the hilt of his sword with both hands and swung it around fiercely. The golden color erupted from the sword like a substantial holy light energy and shot into the surrounding undead.

The undead fell to the ground with a miserable cry, their exposed skin and bones melting with a sizzling sound, and puffs of smoke rising from it.

Before the surrounding undead could surround him, Locke looked up to check the situation on the battlefield.

The road ahead has been completely blocked by collapsed buildings, and the burning fire has been linked to the buildings on both sides, forming a line of defense formed by the fire.

The bad news is that the people over there will definitely not be able to get over, and the good news is that there are not many undead left who have jumped out of the houses on both sides.

Suddenly! Locke spotted an uninvited guest at the top of the surrounding buildings!

A necromancer in a black mage robe, the blue ball of energy in his hand is gathering! Locke followed his target and saw that it was Dalyan!

Locke's pupils contracted! He yelled, "Dalyan! Be careful!! ”

Locke took out a throwing axe from his belt, but he didn't aim it, and still went out at the necromancer, red energy attached to the axe, and the axe made a whistling sound, rushing towards the necromancer at high speed!

"you!!"

Be sure to win! Be sure to win! Locke prayed silently in his heart.

As if an invisible rope was pulling, the axe slammed into the necromancer's door, and the necromancer was smashed out of the way before he could even react effectively.

But it was too late, and the huge ball of blue energy had already flown towards Dalyan.

"Boom !!"

Although Locke reminded him, he still didn't dodge the attack. The ball of energy slammed into Dalyan's head, all of which sank into his body.

"Ahh

Dalyan let out a miserable cry and fell to the ground.

"Dalyan!!"

Renault, who was battling the undead, found out about the situation too late. He could only watch in horror as Dalyan fell to the ground.

"What are you doing stupidly! Take him to Esenlien! Baron Tyrosus kicked the undead in front of him, and the undead who kicked him away brought more undead behind him.

However, Baron Tairosus's words did not make Renault sober up. He looked horrified at Dalyan as he fell to the ground, and his whole body fell into sadness, panic, fear, and helplessness.

Before he could say anything to Renault, Locke rushed up and carried Dalyan on his back and rushed towards the safety of the city gates, where Ethanlien and Farbanks were treating the wounded.

At this time, in the position of the Grand Commander Dassault Khan, he, Erigor and Kolfax are in a huge crisis!

"Sleep~~~"

The huge bat-like Dreadlord on the opposite side waved his hand, and a thick green smoke quickly appeared above the three of them, enveloping the three of them.

"I... How... This... What... Sleepy! ”

Erigor staggered, as if drunk, and the hammer in his hand fell to the ground out of his grasp.

"Devil!! Eat... I! Eat... I.. An axe! Colbanks swung the double-bladed axe in his hand and staggered towards the Dreadlord.

"Bang, bang,"

As if drunk, both fell to the ground at the same time and fell into a deep sleep.

When the green fog lifted, only Grand Commander Dassault Khan remained in place, dodging the Dreadlord's spell attack.

"Errigor! Colfax! How are you guys?! ”

Grand Commander Dassault Khan looked at the Dreadlord on the opposite side with vigilance, and crouched down to feel the pulse of the two.

And the heartbeat, that's good! The Grand Commander relaxed his worries slightly.

"You! Are you a demon of the Legion? Dreadlord?! Grand Commander Dassault Khan cautiously looked at the demon in front of him and questioned loudly, trying to delay the time and wait for Abydis to arrive.

"Hehehehe."

The Dreadlord raised his head and let out a hoarse laugh, and he couldn't hide the smugness in his heart in the laughter.

"Boom! Boom! ”

The Dreadlord's deer hoof took a few steps forward, the bat-like wings behind him stretched out in all directions, and the shadow of his tall body completely enveloped Grand Commander Dassault Khan.

"Human! I'm called Nazrezm, and you call us the Dreadlord! "This Dreadlord seems to be playing with his prey, he seems to want his prey to know that he is strong, and this act of intimidating the weak seems to make him very happy." In our language, it means, 'invisible visitor'. ”

"My name is Banazal, one of the most powerful of Nazrezm! And I'm here for you! The Dreadlord laughed and pointed his three fingers at Grand Commander Dassault Khan, "The reason why I am here, hovering between the world of the living and the dead, is to wait for this moment to come!" Shelter under the nose of the undead and do so without any suspicion! ”

"It doesn't matter if it's human! Or the undead scourge! None of them will doubt me! And I will also make the traitors who betray our Burning Legion pay a great price! The Dreadlord Banazal sneered and looked at the Grand Commander. And all of this is inseparable from you!! ”

After speaking, Banazar was like a ghost, and his body pulled out one afterimage after another, rushing towards the big commander!

"You are a slave of the shadows! I know that's enough! The Grand Commander Dassault Khan roared and greeted him as well, "Rest in peace! Demon! Atonement for those whom you have slain!! ”

The figures of the two sides quickly crossed over, and the huge war hammer of the Grand Commander Dassault Khan slammed into the opposite wall, making a loud noise.

A strange purple thread appeared beside the Grand Commander, wrapping him heavily.

The Grand Commander stood silently, and behind him, the tall body of the demon Banazar was standing motionless behind him, the huge three-fingered palms tightly gripping the Grand Commander's head!

"You're alone, paladin. Hahahahaha" Banazal clutched Dassault Khan's head tightly, and his smug smile could no longer be hidden, "Your soul will belong to me!" ”

"You... Don't!!!! I won't give in!! ”

Under the palm of Banazar's hand, the Grand Commander Dassault Khan gritted the roots of his teeth tightly, and struggled against the power from Banazal.

The Dreadlord slowly approached the paladin and whispered in his ear, "Accept your fate! I'm Banazal! I'll suck your life! Invade your body! Occupy this fragile soul abode of yours! I will corrupt and destroy all the things and all the people you love!! ”

"Because! We are!! Burning Legion !! ”

Immediately, Banazal grabbed the palm of the Grand Commander's hand and suddenly exerted force, and streams of purple energy spread over it, and the Grand Commander let out a hollow and painful scream.

It didn't take long, and in a few minutes, the shouts of the Grand Commander Dasuo Khan gradually fell to his knees, never to get up again.

"Naozu!! Alsace! Sylvanas! You wait! The Burning Legion did not fail! I will lead these humans in an attack on the enemies who have betrayed the Legion! Wait for the Legion's revenge! ”

Banazar yelled at the burning sky to vent his hidden anger, and then focused his gaze on the corpse of Dassault Khan on the ground.

"It's time, those humans may be back soon." Banazar dragged Dassault Khan's corpse up and observed him closely, "Now, let me lead those lovely humans for you..."

Purple smoke rose again, and they continued to pour out of Banazal's body, and through Dassault Khan's facial features.

Dassault Khan's body turned ruddy at a speed visible to the naked eye, while the body of Banazar on the other side gradually shrunk, until finally only a pile of demonic armor fell to the ground.