As we continue to go deeper into Lordaeron, the battles around us become more and more intense, and there is no longer the kind of petty fighting at the city gates, but a joint duel of various powerful arms.

The skeleton in armor was punched away by the abomination, the skeleton mage with a staff fired a cold ice arrow at the enemy, and the walking corpse with weapons in hand quickly interspersed back and forth in the battlefield, reapering one life after another......

More often than not, however, it was several undead who shouted "Long live Queen Sylvanas" and laid siege to a ferocious demon.

……

Finally, I had my first battle, and by this time, Nicola and Octavier had been entangled in other enemies, and I had to face the demon with a pair of wings and red all over the body.

"Oh? Isn't this the little walking corpse that follows Sylvanas? Haha, we're really destined, what do you say, little walking corpse? The demon in front of him laughed wildly, and at the end of the laugh, tears burst out of his eyes.

Please forgive my face blindness, it took me a long time to realize that this guy turned out to be Calvin, the leader of the demon team I encountered when I first entered the Tirisfard Glade, a man ari who had betrayed Ereda.

All of a sudden, I was so shocked that I could hardly hold the broadsword in my hand, the one I had picked up on the way here.

Why am I so desperate, who can't I meet, why did I meet this guy? I remember when I sarcastically mocked him so much that he almost didn't even recognize his mother - his face was red.

He must have hated me to death, I thought silently as I looked at Calvin.

"What? Forgot about your 'old friend' so soon? Calvin bit the word "old friend" very hard, and then he changed his tone and said, "Hmph, I couldn't do anything to you when you were with Sylvanas, but now, I see who can save you." ”

Calvin stuck out his crimson tongue and licked the corners of his lips, revealing a cruel and wicked smile.

In the vast sea of corpses, why do you want me to meet this killer? Nicola? Octavier? Said to protect me, where did you two go to "fool around", why can't I find you at the critical moment?

Call!

Just as my eyes were rolling around looking for Nicola and Octavier, Calvin flapped his wings and sped towards me, laughing cruelly and saying, "Don't be afraid, little darling, I won't let you die easily, I will torture you, ravage you, let you taste all the pain in the world, and then die in remorse." ”

Nima's, didn't he just say two words to you, as for such a big hatred? It is really a loss of identity for a fourth, fifth, or sixth-order great demon to hold a grudge like this, I muttered secretly while holding a broadsword with both hands to resist the other party's attack.

Bang!

A huge force came from the broadsword, my arm weakened, my sword blade retreated towards my neck, my eyes closed, this way of death is really embarrassing.

Boom!

Just as the blade was about to reach my neck, Calvin kicked me in the stomach and kicked me ten meters away, but it was because of this kick that I was spared the tragic fate of having my neck cut by my own broadsword.

"Hehe, what a childish defense, it's been tens of thousands of years, and it's the first time I've encountered someone who was almost beheaded by his own weapon, but don't worry, what I said must count, I will never let you die so easily."

"So, stop defending against my attacks with this suicidal defense, it's going to make it hard for me, really."

Lying on his back on the ground, listening to Calvin's taunts, a wave of anger welled up in his heart, Calvin, you are deceiving people too much.

Picking up the broadsword on the ground, I rolled on my feet and stood up, my sword pointed at Darwin, and rushed towards him with a solid step under my feet.

Won't I just die, I'm really afraid of you?

With a wave of anger in my heart, I jumped to my feet, clenched my broadsword in both hands, and slashed at Calvinson.

Bang!

Calvin raised his weapon with one hand, fended off my attack with ease, and then spun his sword and drew it at me with the width of his hand.

Syllable!

The sword slammed into my face, the pain was scorching, and tears welled up in my eyes, and I looked at Calvin viciously.

"Your eyes are sharp, but your sword is so weak." Darwin teased as he gently swung his sword like a dancing queen, "Look, that's it, how can such an attack go to war?" I should go to acting. ”

"Deceive people too much, deceive people too much!" I yelled, raised my weapon and charged towards Darwin again.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The clanging of swords to swords intersected, and I was constantly repulsed by Darwin, and then, rushing up again, and repulsing again......

Along with the sonorous sound, Darwin's words full of ridicule and banter continued to ring in my ears.

"Not enough, the strength is still too small, didn't your mother feed you enough milk when you were a child?"

Calvin kicked me into the air with a side kick.

"Oh, haha, you almost hurt me, yes, yes, it's just not enough, this attack is far from good."

The sword was pumped again, and I just felt like my body was about to fall apart.

"Look at your sword, why is it like a three-year-old child holding a sledgehammer of dozens of catties, don't you have the strength so quickly?"

This time, Calvin raised his fist and slammed it into my face, knocking me flying.

……

As I lunged and was knocked away by Calvin again and again, I lost count of how many times I was knocked down and knocked away, and sometimes I didn't even know who the person in front of me was, why he had a pair of strange wings and said strange things.

But I keep one thing in mind, this is the enemy, and this is the enemy I must defeat.

Gradually, my body became numb, and I didn't feel any pain, but subtly, as my body became more and more numb, I felt the death in my body more and more clearly.

Strands of dead air were pulled from the Alien Plane, they wanted to escape, they wanted to escape from my body, to appreciate the world outside, however, my body seemed to have a magical force, gravity, constantly attracting them, tearing them, and retracting them back into my body.

Not a drop will leak out.

Kindness? No, it doesn't seem to have escaped from the body anymore.

Suddenly, I woke up, and it seemed that from the time I fought Calvin until now, my body had not emitted even the slightest bit of dead air, but had been sucked back by me.

However, it doesn't matter anymore, the first problem I face now is to defeat this demon in front of me, or...... Escape from this demon.

Gripped the broadsword again, a trace of death suddenly flowed from the palm of the palm into the longsword, I don't know what this does, what effect it can have on me, I just, once again rushed towards Calvin.

Rumble!

There was a thunderclap and I couldn't believe my eyes.

Calvin was actually repelled by my blow, although he only took two steps back, although he was just "playing" with me and didn't use much strength, although ......

But Calvin did retreat.

I looked at the broadsword in my hand in amazement, and kept thinking of the previous scene in my mind, could it really be that dead air that played a role?