When the white gate in the sky appeared, even the dark door closed for a few minutes, and the necromancer inside let out a mournful howl. Bubble*()

I was pleasantly surprised, the Juggernaut and they finally arrived.

I said, "Whew, it's okay this time." ”

Antai also wiped his sweat and sat on the ground, looking very tired, and at the same time, the restraint on the ground also stopped, and Anfield jumped out of it.

Now, he rarely showed an unstable emotion, looking bloodthirstily at the bright gate in the sky, I sighed, sure enough, the swordsman in his mouth was the sword saint, the swordsman who killed his entire clan.

The green orc, holding a simple white sword in his hand, this image makes all players who have played Warcraft recall memories, and those who know me well know this even more, this is my master, the sword master among the top ten, even the original orc warrior leader is only his subordinates.

The pope next to him looked much more low-key.

Ordinary costumes, with a peaceful countenance, followed by Hera, respectful.

Hera said, "I brought in the rescuers." ”

The players were optimistic about him, and Hera accepted it unceremoniously.

I'm embarrassed, what the hell is this girl's face made of.

The Sword Master frowned and looked at Anfield, who was glaring at him, and said, "This is the High Lich under that guy?" I don't think it's a necromancy. ”

The Pope nodded and said, "It's really not, this should be a demon transformed from a demon crystal, I didn't expect there to be a remnant, and it has grown to this point." ”

"Demon hedrons? Sounds familiar. The Sword Master muttered.

As soon as the Pope wanted to say something, Anfield spoke below, "Sword man, I will avenge the ugliness of the time, give me decades of lonely hatred, and exterminate my own people." ”

"Oh? If you can, come! Juggernaut couldn't figure out what was going on, but it showed that he was confident enough.

The Pope said fiercely: "Old fellow, you are obsessed with the things you lost, and you have held a grudge against me for thirty years after losing a game of chess, and you remember everything else." ”

Juggernaut laughed dryly.

"A hundred years ago, I sealed Alcatraz Island, and there are countless demon crystals on it, because my restraint has not evolved into a demon, but there is a soul existence on it." The Pope recounted what he had forgotten about the Swordmaster.

"At that time, you went to complete an almost impossible thing, to destroy the hardest thing, the demon spar, you used them to refine the sword, sharpen the sword, countless demon spars were slashed by you, there should be no more crystals with a radius of more than half a meter, so there will be evolved demons coming out?" The Pope mused.

The Sword Master looked at the sword in his hand and said, "I remember, my sword was still a good one a hundred years ago." ”

Anfield sneered: "That piece of ground has a concave shape, just where I was lucky, how about it, do you regret not killing me?" ”

"No, it won't." The Sword Saint said flatly, "Disciple, leave it to me." ”

I'm certainly not going to be stupid enough to rush over and slip away.

"In vain? You two masters and apprentices are people who killed my kind, and I won't let you go! Anfield yelled.

I looked at the Sword Master and said helplessly, "I killed a Dark Judge before. ”

"It's worthy of being a disciple of my Sword Saint, hahaha." Juggernaut laughed, which angered Anfield even more.

Anfield jumped to his feet and jumped directly into the air to slash at the Juggernaut, very fast.

Facing an existence weaker than himself, it was naturally impossible for the Sword Master to dodge, and the sword that killed countless demonic necromancers in his hand turned into a white light and directly hit the sword that Anfield's body turned into.

“321122！”

"Scratch!"

Naturally, the cracks that appeared could not have been Juggernaut's weapon.

This is the terrifying damage of the Juggernaut, the terrible of the fatal blow.

Anfield couldn't believe it: "It's so possible, my body can't be broken!" ”

The Pope sent Hera down, and said, "You have evolved a lot in a hundred years, but so is the Sword Master, the weapon is no longer the sword that was not sharpened at the beginning, but the weapon of the sharp Sword Master!" The improvement of the strength of the Juggernaut is not something you can catch up with. ”

Anfield clenched his fists and struck again.

The sword in his hand was replaced with a new one.

"You have what it takes to be a fighter." The same is true of Juggernaut.

But Anfield was not shaken by this sentence, and still attacked desperately.

Juggernaut also got serious, attacking at the same point every time.

“124021！”

“212301！”

“432101！”

……

In a few attacks, the blood of the high-ranking lich of Anfield was almost half of it, but the Sword Saint was not touched, and the same place of each attack had gradually turned from a crack to a pit, and a large piece of Anfield's chest was empty.

"Why bother to suffer for yourself? The attack of the Sword Master, even if it is an artifact, can be destroyed, and the spar demon vein, this time I am afraid that it will be extinct. The Pope sighed.

I said, "If it's a demon, why bother with him?" ”

"The Demon Clan doesn't involve humans too much, every life is qualified to exist, and they are not wrong." Papal tract.

I didn't speak.

Snuggle up to me and watch.

In less than a minute, the High Lich, who had been arrogant before, was already in tatters and turned into a trace of blood.

Sword Saint said: "How is it, have you admitted defeat?" ”

"Absolutely not, I'll kill you......" Anfield said as he died.

Juggernaut sighed, ready to deliver the final blow to him.

Suddenly, the sky became completely dark, and the black energy enveloped the Juggernaut and sneaked up!

But then, the dark barrier was broken by the Pope with a flick.

The Juggernaut and the Pope looked at the Dark Gate with solemn faces, and I knew that it must be the Lich King coming.

In the middle of the gate, out came a man who was also very young and dressed in black, very ordinary.

But looking at the Juggernaut and the Pope, this is the Lich King.

I suddenly wondered if these top 10 people all like to pretend to be tender.

The Pope said, "Lich King, you haven't changed a little over the years. ”

"You too, Pope......" The Lich King said slowly, his voice was very flat, not the kindness of the Pope, but more of a gloomy feeling.

Only then did the players know that the person standing in front of them was the Pope, and there were three major bosses gathered here at once.

"Great Lord, destroy them all!" Anfield excitedly said that he was a blind admirer of the Lich King.

The Lich King shook his head slowly, "No, I can't defeat any of them, let alone join forces. ”

"What about you...... Come out and save me, no, I can't protect my people, but I must not let you who rescued me from the lonely cage also die, let me turn into your power to protect you! Anfield said excitedly.

The Lich King, the Pope, and the Juggernaut were stunned.

The Lich King raised his hand to stop it, but it was too slow, and Anfield's body coalesced, and a dark and cold demonic aura enveloped his body, turning into the shape of a sword.

The appearance of this sword made the heavens and the earth flash with thunder.

The sword made of a high-level lich will definitely not be of a low grade, and this sword has made countless players swallow their saliva at the same time.

The sword flew directly into the Lich King's hand.

"It's just a low-grade artifact, just this kind of thing, and you want to deal with the Sword Saint and the Pope?" The Lich King sneered, but I saw a hint of reluctance in his eyes, and I wondered if it was a delusion.

The Lich King threw this weapon directly into the air, and the Sword of Anfield spun around the Lich King autonomously, and the demon's soul will always protect the Lich King.

The Lich King directly condenses the power of darkness.

"Since you want to protect me, then show your strength!"

The Sword of Anfield flew swiftly towards the Juggernaut under the power of the Lich King.

The Sword Master frowned, and the white sword light flashed.

A sword suddenly appeared in front of me, only half of it was left, the black sword, revealing unwillingness, and a touch of white soul energy on it disappeared immediately after the sword was broken.

I trembled and picked up the sword.

【Sword of Anfield】(Inferior Artifact)

System: +155

Strength: +160

Dexterity: +210

Attack: 11151395

Additional: Attack Speed increased by 20%

Additional: The infinite magic power of the Demon Crystal

Additional: Mimic

Additional: Weapon magic immunity

Required Level: 130

P.S. It has been broken, and the sword soul has been lost, and it cannot be used.

I frowned, the damage was a bit low, but the additional abilities were terrifying, and it was because there was no Sword Soul that only had this damage.

"It's really weak." The Lich King said coldly.

I can't believe that anyone is so iron-willed to do this to someone who desperately wants to protect himself without regard for his soul.

The Pope was still so gentle, "This is what you want, the Lich King?" ”

The Lich King didn't answer directly, and said, "This is the god, give me the position of identity, I can only do this, this demon, very interesting." ”

They didn't speak, and when the Lich King came next, I didn't know who the god they were talking about was.

"Seventy years ago, I went to the Demon Island, which was destroyed by the Sword Master, and found him, and he said: Please take me out, whatever you want me to do, I am willing.

I said: You are too weak to follow me, come on, swallow all these wreckage, and increase the strength of your body!

He hesitated for a moment and said: I do, I don't want to endure loneliness anymore, I don't want to look at the corpses of my kind every day, I'd rather free them.

Hahaha, isn't it stupid? In order to escape, he is willing to kill all his own kind! ”

"He's so cruel...... "Yiyi hugged my arm and couldn't bear to listen to it anymore."

I said, "If he wasn't cruel, it would be a relief for Anfield to endure loneliness for an unknown amount of time." ”

I hugged Yiyi tightly, the Lich King didn't look as terrible as he imagined, he seemed to be fulfilling the duty that some god had assigned him to set for, but I couldn't know who that person was, I saw in his eyes the reluctance to leave Anfield, there was so much in it that I couldn't read, the Juggernaut and the Pope might know, they seemed to know each other very well.