The Land of Ghosts, due to the overflow of the dark energy of the Death Scars, has turned the vegetation here into a dark and dim color, except for a few trees and some angry and infected animals, it can be described as desolate.

The leader of the Blood Knights, Countess Liadline, stood on a high hill and looked at the corrupted ground beneath her feet, thinking of the sisters who had lived and fought together. Silently closing her eyes, feeling the wind in the forest in the distance, she was glad that she had survived the invasion and the battle of Northrend. Whenever Lyadline was at peace, she remembered the wails of the people in the snow and ice of Northrend, and her best sister, Lannather. She will never forget the words that Lannaser shouted as she wielded the holy sword Queldra and drowned in the horde of skeletons: "Live, as long as we live, we have hope!" Then he threw Liadlin out with all his might.

The surviving Liadlin is unwilling to live peacefully, so she works desperately and accepts the full-time job of the Blood Knight, in order to suppress the fear in her heart! Yes, it's fear! It is the fear of hopelessness! But when he saw Prince Quelsala wake up, and some of Quelsala's enumerated movements, her heart knot was completely opened.

"Lannather! I'll avenge you! Bitter tears welled up in Liadline's eyes.

"Lord Earl! Arcane fireworks signal from the direction of Silvermoon City! It's time for us to attack as promised! "Blood Knight Adjutant Seris? Dawnheart came to Liadrin's side and said.

"All get ready to charge, remember to fight in a team of five in close combat!" Liadlin gathered her emotions and ordered the adjutant.

Seris led the order to regroup the army, and Liadline stroked the Sindore greatsword in her hand, and looked at the busy army of blood knights in front of her with determined eyes. Liadlin stepped onto her horse and walked towards the group. A moment later, there was the angry and excited howls of the Blood Knights!

At the moment when the Blood Knight attacked, Eldara, Hawksbill of the Shadow Mine, Filendre of Deathstain, and Tyris also launched an attack on the Scourge.

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In the Scourge camp of Death Scars, Mirduran also saw the arcane fireworks erupting in Silvermoon City, and his excited eyes glowed red.

"Milduran, the elves are attacking!" Borgus ran over in a panic and shouted.

"Don't be afraid, the current elf combat power is not as good as before. The only thing they could rely on was the newly formed Blood Knights, a bunch of recruits! Mirduran said contemptuously, "Lord Darkan has succeeded. Now we can go and destroy them all. Hehe, Blood Knight is the best material for crafting Death Knight. ”

With excitement on his face, Borgus led Sofitel the black-clad Marshfitel and Eurion the Fraudster, as well as the two abominations, Luzlan and Naklelot, to meet the enemy.

Borgus confronts Ferendre's Fallen Blades, the black-clad Marsofitel goes to stop Eldara's breakout, and Eurion goes to meet the Fallen Blades and Wizard armies led by Tyris and Darth Visser, while the two Abominations stand in the way of Liadrin. Leaving Mirduran in charge of the battle in the center, he needs to control the only team of Black Knights among them.

Borgus leads the Skeleton Warriors and Abomination against the Fallen Blades of Ferendre.

What kind of army is this? All the warriors shrouded themselves in black leather armor, holding two sharp blades in both hands, revealing two ice-blue eyes on their faces, and their bodies exuded a cold murderous aura, screaming and rushing towards the natural disasters.

Wherever the blades of the Fallen Blades went, all the undead who received the attack were shattered into bone powder and scattered in the air.

"What the is this monster! Didn't Millduran say that the elves were now left with only the Blood Knights, the recruits? Where did these come from! Borgus flicked his axe and knocked a group of fallen warriors into the air, but he found that the soldier he had knocked him away had nothing more than roll on the ground and got up again to continue the fight.

"I'm rubbing! The defense is perverted, and the attack power is amazing! Milduran, bastard, I won't let you go! Borgus shouted, as he raised his twin blades to parry Ferendre's greatsword attack.

"It's okay, blocked the attack!" Borgus was glad that he had blocked the attack of the seemingly leader in front of him, but an arcane missile that followed completely blinded him.

Ferendre struck an arcane missile and sent Borgus's massive body flying, and with a leap of the blade in his hand, he sliced Borgus's head in half!

"Scourge, nothing more!" Ferendre shook the red and white object from his sword and commanded in a loud voice, "All collective magic explosions that can attack with magic!" Knock them to slag! ”

With Ferendre's orders, a 'boom' rang out in the battlefield, each of which took away a fragment of a skeleton.

The same scene was seen with Tyris, whose whirlwind slash spun like a whirlwind, allowing him to almost ignore attacks wherever he passed, and all the undead who touched him turned to ashes.

"What a pervert!" Idonis and all the magicians watched in amazement.

"Hey! Don't look at the excitement, hurry up and attack with magic, how can this group of natural disasters seem to be endless! Tyres shouted at Idonis, turned and went back to the fight.

A group of dark wraiths surrounded Tyris, and all the dark corrosive magic was thrown on Tyris. To Tyris's powerlessness, these wraiths seemed to be able to ignore physical strikes, and whenever he shattered them with his blades, they quickly regrouped and continued to throw corrosive magic at him!

"Hey, hey! Elf, you're mine! The fraudster Yryon looked at Tyris, who was powerless to attack, and sneered.

The shadow magic, 'Pain', was released on Tyris, slowly eroding his soul, causing him to feel immense pain.

"Haha! Elf, try my awesomeness! Give your soul to me, and I'll make you feel better!" Yryan laughed, trying to get Tyris to submit in this way!

"Surrender? Your little trick is not enough to make me surrender to you! Compared to the addiction, these dark spells of yours are simply weak! Tyris was half-kneeling on the ground, a contemptuous smile on his lips.

"Elf, you still have a hard mouth when you die! Then let you taste it! "Eurion has increased the intensity of the 'pain'.

"That's pretty good, but you should tell your Lich King about it! Suffer Death ~ Arcane Shooting! Tyres drew his longbow from behind and struck an arcane shot, and the huge arcane arrow headed straight for Yoryon!

"Holy! What is it! Before Eurion could say this, he was sent flying by an arcane arrow, followed by a raindown of Tyris.

All kinds of magic that could be used from Tyris's twin blades blasted Eurien with no chance to fight back.

'Arcane Whip', Tyris unleashes the magic unique to the Fallen Blades, and the arcane whip that he tastes struck Eurion's soul, and Tyris infused his will into Eurion's soul through the whip, forcing him to sink and fall.

"Hey, that Aldaron guy got a mount, I'll get a minion today!" Tyris laughed as he continued to lash out at Yoryne.

"Idonis, this guy is so perverted! Let's end this fight, I can't stand it! "The Magisters all suggested to Idonis, and at the same time unleashed a large area of blizzards and arcane bombs.