More than a thousand years is too long for a human race, thousands of years is enough time for a human empire to change dynasties, and even more so for a human race. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

A decaying heart was beating constantly, and although it was broken, life continued.

The body of the dead, the heart of the living, is not completely dead!

The composition of the burial ground kept Nifekol in a state of immortality, and Xia Chen looked at it all.

Having lost his faith and coming out of his memory, the former legion belonging to Nifekol was crushed with one blow, and such a gap caused Nifecole to fall from the sky to the ground.

Eloland again!

In the old days, the elves declined and the human race rose.

The Terran Expeditionary Force rallied from all the major principalities with a sense of revenge, including the Third Expeditionary Force, the army of the Wolf Principality.

Walking out of the Holy Flame City, tall horses and griffons rode high, representing the glorious banner in front of the knights' spears to guide the direction of victory.

Flowers, maidens, blessings, high morale sang the glory of the falcon.

But everything has changed in Cloud Dream City, some things in the depths of the elves have lived longer than anyone else, and the top class of the forest camp has always been more practical than the angels of the Templar.

Green dragons descend from the sky, dryads rise from the end, and the elven magic of the high-level druids is overwhelming.

Death so fast, like a sudden fall from the clouds.

The illusion of victory was shattered, and the final ascension of elven magic buried all life.

Fast, too fast-

Nifekol fell with his sword in hand, and at the last moment, he realized that there was still one of the elves who had not died.

Gal Wren.

The prestige of the elves is still there, but there has been no news for a long time, and I don't know when such a signal was transmitted in the territory of the human race - they are dead.

The fall of the Bauhinia Dynasty, the birth of the Falcon Empire, and what happened under Stormwind will always be a humiliation for the Terrans.

The tide is stirring, and many factors have contributed to this expedition.

Someone is wrong, and someone is right.

Of the three elves, two of them disappeared and were never seen again, most of them have passed away, but the remaining one is still old and immortal.

Even more unfortunate is it's him.

Xia Chen finally figured out why Nifecole had memories of his life, because his heart was still beating, and he was still alive!

But now, glory and hatred have changed Nifecole, giving up his memories and becoming a figure ruled by darkness, no, the undead, the real undead.

The dark aura of the burial ground poured in, and this transformation was cold and carried out to the final situation, and Resalia exhaled.

The twin swords lift the sky, and the clouds are right.

Dead wood moire, two swords, one large and one small, Xia Chen and Bitter Wither, both of whom saw Resalia's tears.

At the last moment when the battle dance combination was finished, there was a crystal trickle.

The Elven War Dancer's two swords were indeed in pairs, but they wouldn't be one big and one small, and it was clear that the bigger one wasn't hers.

"Eloland again?" Resalia closed her eyes and smiled, "Do you really think it's a bygone era?" ”

A bygone era?

She turned her head, looked at Xia Chen, and asked, what did she mean?

Xia Chen shook his head and continued to stare at the two people in the middle of the battlefield.

In the past era, the era when the strength of the elf race was greatly reduced, there was only one target, and Xia Chen had also considered the target, the dark elf - Tudelia!

"Put away your arrogant slogan, now, you're just an undead."

The black mist has a demonic nature, seducing living beings to continue to fall, and Nifecole's words are not heard by Nifecole.

If you want to say what it is like to become an undead, just look at Nifecole's eyes.

There is no emotion, no emotion, the previous madness turns into cold and dark, this is the eyes of the undead.

Nifecole betrayed the Light, gained the power of the undead, and became even more powerful.

The black mist dissipated, and there was no bloated body, and the damage caused by Resaria before was gone, this was the real Nifecole.

As Resalia said, what if she returns to her former appearance, it's just an undead.

Everything has changed, and as the undead, there is no point in talking about anything.

"Leoffhin—" Resalia called out these three words softly, her back to Xia Chen, so she couldn't see her tears.

In the words of bitterness, too old, the tenacity and complexity of the heart will only get colder and colder in the face of thousands of years, and the initial shyness will not be restored.

But when looking at Resaria's trembling shoulders, the two can also vaguely guess the kind of carving that is still remembered after a thousand years.

There is affection, and there is hate.

The petite sword was shot out by Resalia, the sword to the body, the wind chasing sword!

[The Wind Chasing Sword is a branch of the charge, and the charge needs a target, and the goal of the Wind Chasing Sword is its own sword]

"Drink—" Nifecole's mouth suddenly opened, and he spat out the last breath of black gas.

The speed was too fast, and when Xia Chen saw it again, Resalia had already come to Nifecole.

Passing by by a stagger, Resa Lia danced a whirlwind, sword dance hand-to-hand pose!

"Ding-"

It wasn't the sound of weapons colliding, and a light curtain in front of Nifekol suddenly appeared, field!

Nifekol's eyes turned red, and for the first time, he saw the precursor of the high-level undead attacking.

The whirling sword dance failed to break through the field, and the black sword wave turned into an arc and condensed into a black line in front of Resalia.

"Bang-"

The black iron sword looks decayed and has no power, but it really collides with Lesalia's Yunmeng sword.

The sound turned into an echo, making the forest where Xia Chen was trembling.

"Is this the power of high-level NPCs?" Quince rubbed his hands bitterly, his face was hot, the route he took was not determined, the three routes of sword, wind, and battle were described in the expansion film, but they were far from being as shocking as what he saw in person, the power used by Resalia was with the magic of the skill.

Because, Nifekol has changed, turned into an undead, and his own strength has strengthened, but in terms of thousands of years, it is the daughter of the city lord of Yunmeng City who has forced him to become stronger.

Resalia!

"This first sword is a slogan for laughing at your arrogance!" Resalia made her own move.

She had two swords, the left one against Nifecole, and the right one began to glow, charge - hit!

Sword-breaking pose!

Big Ascend Dragon Strike!

"Bang-"

With a sword of power, it slashed through Nifekol's field, and a sword intent was imprinted on his face, and black blood oozed out.

With a backhand, the momentum turned, and the big rising dragon broke through the air and rose, and Nifecol was picked up in the air.

This is far more powerful than the bitter withering of the whim, I don't know how many times.

"This second sword is for the elves who were slaughtered by you!" Resalia soared into the air, sword aurora shining.

Upanishads War Dance, open!

Phantom Sword Dance!

"This third sword ......"

"This Fourth Sword ......"

It was so fast that she couldn't see it clearly, and the whole sky was silent, except for Resalia's sonorous tone.

A figure fell, it was Resalia!

Xia Chen couldn't count how many combos she had struck, the wind was dancing, and her two swords were already covered with black blood.

"This last sword is for Leophine."

Resalia clutched her sword, her back to it, gritted her teeth and spat out the words - Nefecole was about to fall, and she didn't turn around, a sword flew into the sky.

The sword enters the sky, and the sword comes out!

"Extreme Swordsmanship: Storm Slash!" Resalia's form faded away, leaving only a fluttering word.

"Sense... Arousal. Xia Chen was shocked.

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During the Chinese New Year, someone left a message in the book review whether it was broken, but it was not. I'm sorry, but during the Chinese New Year, I was too tired to do it, and I didn't save the manuscript.

It's strong.,I don't know what to say.,The New Year's score is strong.,I didn't update.。。

And I'm a newbie, and at the beginning I already admitted that I didn't write well, but I didn't know how to change it, so I could only put it there and read it as I pleased.

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