It all happened so suddenly. Diego felt as if a cold iron claw grabbed his left shoulder, jerking him backwards. His whole body was flying in the air, almost completely devoid of power. The claws were deep into his flesh, causing him severe pain and transmitting the cold cold temperature to his body, and he felt like half of his arm was frozen and unconscious.

It's the Grip of Death! The Death Knights' best and most desperate spell! They often condense the power of death into a chain with a hook at the end, pulling enemies who try to flee from their eyes back to them! Like cats teasing mice, they love to see the look of despair on their faces when their enemies, who thought they had escaped, are pulled back.

Diego didn't have time to complain about his carelessness, he was now focused on how to save his life - he quickly controlled the power of the Light, condensing a cloud of air to the soles of his feet, and the next second, he stepped on it hard and leaped backwards.

Diego rolled violently in the air, rattling the chains embodied in the power of death, but he still did not escape the grip of death, his jump was more like a dying struggle, but it narrowed the distance between him and the enemy!

A hideous smile appeared on the faces of the Death Knights, as if looking at the prey that was about to fall into a trap, they didn't notice at all, after a tumbling, Diego turned around in the air with difficulty, and now he was facing the Death Knights!

Just before falling off the bridge, Diego gently pressed the trigger of Death Gaze. In the deafening roar, dozens of steel projectiles slammed into the face. Even the fully armored Death Knights had to raise their weapons and cover their faces in front of them, lest their own eyes emitting an icy blue glow would be embedded with a pair of steel eyeballs.

The shot gave Diego a chance to survive, and he struggled to keep his balance before lunging headlong into the arms of the Death Knight who had pulled him back. At the same time, glittering blades shot out from the tip of the Jay's bayonet, slicing paper into the Death Knight's chest.

Before the death knight, who thought the overall situation was decided, could react in any way, the surging power of holy light had already poured into his body, just like the venom in the snake's fangs injected into the human body, although the wound was not big, but the venom entering the body would seriously damage the blood, muscles and nerves, and the power of the holy light that entered his body was like this, it clashed and fought endlessly with the death power in the death knight's body, and the violent energy burst tore his body to pieces in a second or two.

Perhaps this is the real reason why the Holy Light spell is more lethal to undead creatures, when Diego takes the bayonet out of his body. Inside. Draw out. The Death Knight had completely lost his immortal life, and a puddle of flesh and blood overflowed from the cracks in the sturdy armor and dripped.

Unable to reassure himself by losing a formidable foe, Diego quickly raised his musket and used his bayonet to block another Death Knight's slash. The hand-to-hand combat skills he had learned from Brother Samuel at Northshire Abbey finally came in handy at this moment, as he deftly unloaded his bayonet to fend off the powerful slash, then slid sideways and slashed at the Death Knight with the tip of his blade.

If it weren't for the addition of another Death Knight, he would have succeeded this spurt. The later Death Knight swept across with a battle axe. Diego had to retreat to avoid the vicious attack.

A few pieces of rubble were knocked by his heels, and they fell from the broken bridge, reminding him that there was not much room to retreat.

Diego pulled the trigger again, stopping the enemy with a death-staring bombardment. The steel projectiles clanged against the undead, and while the impact caused the Death Knights to pause, it quickly dawned on them that the shotguns couldn't penetrate the thick armor they had lacked with Saffron's Evil Iron.

Diego soon found himself facing much more than just the two enemies in front of him, as he was flanked by two other Death Knights. Obviously, their patience is running out and they can't wait to get a win.

Diego felt anxious for a while, to be honest, dealing with two death knights at close range was already his limit, and if two more were added, his choice would be only a matter of how long he could last.

The two Death Knights in front of him were the first to launch a ferocious assault with heavy swords and battle axes.

"In the name of the Light, sanction the evil before me, bind its body, and imprison its soul!" Diego chanted the prayer quickly, and the hammer of light that fell from the sky stunned the sword-wielding death knight.

Then he raised his bayonet and charged at the axe-wielding death knight, who was already desperately wounded to take out an opponent first.

The Death Knight who wielded the axe obviously didn't expect this desperate opponent to be so fearless to death, and when the overall situation was decided, he didn't want to die with his opponent. In his haste, the Death Knight only had time to cross the tomahawk and try to parry Diego's bayonet. Luckily, he succeeded, but Diego swung his sword and slashed sideways against the hilt. Where the blade passed, ten fingers were cut off by Qi Brush.

With a cry of pain, the heavy tomahawk in the hand that the Death Knight could no longer hold on to fell to the ground with a thud. Seeing that the situation was not good, he strode back, breaking away from Diego's pursuit.

Failing to kill the enemy with a single blow, the last chance has been lost. Diego sighed inwardly, pulled the trigger, and blasted the Death Knight in the face of the retreating Death Knight, as for the other two enemies who had been outflanked from the side, he could no longer care.

But just then, a crackling storm hammer flew from behind him with a "whoosh" and smashed into the face of one of the outflanked Death Knights, and then a gleaming spear was thrown and stuck in the shoulder of another Death Knight.

At the same time, Diego heard the Minotaur shaman shouting, "Lokhora! ”

Then there was the sound of a huge weight falling to the ground.

The Death Knight stumbled and nearly fell to the ground after being struck by the Stormhammer, and he shakily reached out to grab the hammer, but he was able to get it empty, and the magic hammer had returned to its owner on its own. Another Death Knight, who had been hit by a spear, angrily pulled the spear out of his shoulder and threw it on the ground.

When the support of his friends finally arrived, Diego couldn't help but feel a wave of ecstasy about his desperate life. He swung his weapon at a rapid pace, mingling with the repressed enemy. He's now fighting three Death Knights, and he's barely having any chance of fighting back other than parrying and parrying.

Metal and metal collided violently, sounding like a hammer clanging against an anvil, and just as Diego's defenses were about to crumble, he heard Dezko shouting from behind.

"Jump back, Diego, jump back!"

There was no time to look behind him, but out of trust in his friends, Diego did not hesitate.

A dazzling burst of light burst out in front of them, and the Death Knights were not allowed to put their hands in front of their faces lest they be blinded.

Diego took the opportunity to pick up the orc's spear and leap backwards.

As soon as he left the broken bridge, a huge rocky palm was raised from under the bridge and held him in the palm of his hand.