"Do you feel the pain? Young paladin. ”

Mograine's voice was so low, for a while, the sharp pain spread throughout Ares's body, a powerful dark power was injected into the body, as if the blood in the body became as hot as magma and could not flow, they were burning, boiling, bursts of heart-piercing pain came, making Ares almost unable to stand, and soon, Ares really fell, but the effect of the spell was not eliminated, it continued to suck the energy in Ares's body, and the organic matter on its body seemed to be being drained by the death knight little by little.

In the blurred vision, it can be seen that Drumm is fighting with the Death Knight Mograini with all his might, but his efforts are also hitting the stone with an egg, and the whole person is defeated by the attack of the Death Knight.

Darien recovered from the blow and healed himself with the energy of the Light, before charging at the Death Knight Mograine again.

He fought hard, the rune sword drew a golden arc in the air, but the High Lord Mograini was even more powerful, the fallen Ash Messenger was like a loyal companion of the Death Knight, and with his sword, Darien was almost peeled off, blood dripping from his wounds, but the young paladin was still fighting bravely.

Fred used all his strength to save the mage Eric from the line of death, but the mage was still very weak, he struggled to get up, with trembling hands, drawing spells in the air, and then, under the feet of old Mograine, countless tiny ice crystals grew, they were like shackles, like cages, trapped Mograini on the ground.

However, in just a second, the Death Knight's boots stepped forward again, and with a crackling sound, those tiny ice crystals instantly shattered into countless dregs and melted into icy water stains......

"Using ice spells against me was your biggest mistake, mage."

The Death Knight Old Mograine said, stretching out his big black hand, and a powerful force of black magic instantly sucked Eric into front of it......

Death's Grip!

Ares watched as his comrades were sucked into the palm of his hand by the Death Knight Mograinei, and the next moment, the Death Knight's greatsword pierced through the body of the mage Eric. The fallen greatsword pierced through Eric's chest and stabbed out of his back! The mage shuddered as he looked at Mograine's blue-black face, full of astonishment and anger, but he couldn't cast the spell anymore, and blood kept pouring out of his mouth.

"Devil!"

Darion endured the pain and slashed at the death knight Mograini, forcing Mograine to quickly pull out the sword inserted in Eric's body, and the fallen Ember Bringer burned with green ghostfire, swinging towards Darien, who dodged with difficulty, but the skin on his hand was burned by the scorching flames. The wound on the abdomen was still dripping with bright red blood.

"Father, show up, don't be imprisoned by this body again!"

In desperation, Darien shouted, swinging his rune sword again. This time, Mograini stopped talking nonsense with him, he stretched out his right hand, the power of darkness gathered in his palm again, and in just a few tenths of a second, Darien was lifted up by the whole person, he was wrapped in blazing ghostly fire, the green flames scorched his clothes, scorching every inch of skin on his body, he wanted to open his mouth to pray for the light, but he couldn't, his throat seemed to be caught by a pair of invisible hands, and no sound could be made.

Suffocate......

At this time, the dark spell that had been suppressing Ares seemed to weaken a little, and Fred prayed for the holy light in the corner, constantly lifting the curse of weakness that had been placed on Ares.

The pressure on his chest gradually decreased, dragging his weak body, Ares kept calling for the holy light in his heart, whether it was himself or the previous memories of this body, in short, at this moment, the warm holy light was recovering. Like the sun's light and heat melting snow and ice, Ares felt his fingers flex again and grip his weapon.

"The most ridiculous thing about you, kid, is that you've joined the Silver Dawn, they're as small as a swarm of ants, and under the sheer power of the Lich King, both the Scarlet Crusaders and the Silver Dawn will be wiped out. You can't stop it, you can't stop it, just as I can't stop it. ”

Mograini said, his palm shrinking, and the expression on Darien's face became more painful, its body being consumed by the flames, the dark force choking his throat and suffocating him.

"Come, join me, join us, and serve the Lich King together."

Old Mograini said, a wicked smile on his face.

At this moment, a golden sword stabbed down from above, piercing through the body of the Death Knight from behind.

Old Mograine screamed and almost immediately fell to his knees, behind him, Ares angrily holding the runic sword, and the intense light enveloped him.

"You?! No way! ”

Old Mograini turned his head, and he saw a young man covered in filth and blood on his face, who was none other than Ares, whom he had just thrown aside with disdain.

"Nothing is impossible."

With that, Ares stabbed the sword harder, the tip of the sword piercing through the heart and out of Mograine's chest. Just as he slaughtered Eric, the Death Knight fell to his knees, and the fallen Ashbringer slipped aside. The green glow on the sword's body gradually extinguished.

The dark energy was draining from the Death Knight's body at an accelerated rate, and it was clear that it would never be able to stand up again. However, Ares also smelled the rancid and bloody smell in the air. Naxxramas's pursuers are approaching.

Darien and Eric were already lying on the ground, motionless, unable to get up again.

Ares was amazed that Darien, the protagonist of this adventurous raid, had died at the last moment, yes, he did, his skin charred by the fire, his throat deformed, and he couldn't breathe. Darien is dead! So, next, who will purify the fallen Ashes Messenger? Will the Battle of the Chapel of Light's Wish still happen? Ares was confused again.

It's just that right now, too, there's no time to think about it.

Now, the living must be withdrawn, and there is no time to say goodbye to their companions. It's not like playing a dungeon, the monster in the dungeon will stand stupidly waiting for you to touch it, in reality, several bosses of Naxxramas have been killed, and the undead soldiers here are like crazy, chasing these intruders.

Ares picked up the fallen sword that had fallen to the ground, and for a moment, a powerful force surged from the palm of his hand, like an electric shock, and flowed through Ares's whole body......