"Get out of the way, let me come!" A deep voice sounded, and immediately after, a huge figure fell from the sky, and a heavy battle axe also slashed down. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The middle-aged officer reacted quickly, his legs shook, and he jumped over, flying straight behind him, dodging the attack.

The huge demon was not discouraged by the failure of the blow, it roared angrily, and then brandished its huge battle axe, and frantically attacked the middle-aged officer.

The demons on the side did not bother, they retreated one after another, letting go of a large circle, in the world of demons, the strong are respected, if two demons fight, the other demons will not interfere.

The demons got out of the way, and the middle-aged officer had a lot of room to maneuver, and he clutched the flaming spear, constantly fending off the attacks from the big demon.

"Bell, bell." The sound of metal colliding is endless.

Under the offensive of a while.

The middle-aged officer also felt that some of his arms were numb, and if this continued, the situation would be very bad for him.

While thinking about it, the big demon slashed again, and slashed straight at the middle-aged officer.

Between the lightning and flint, the middle-aged officer's eyes flashed with coldness, and he sensed a hint of opportunity, he moved his legs, and took advantage of the moment when the demon axe fell, and with a sliding step, he flashed the axe full of violent abilities, and turned behind the demon.

Before the Great Demon could react, he only felt a chill in his chest, but when he looked down, he found that a hot long knife had passed through his chest, piercing his heart, and the turquoise blood flowed down as if it couldn't stop.

"Humble.... It uttered two words at the end, and then it was engulfed in flames and burned to ashes.

The middle-aged officer hit with a single blow, hurriedly withdrew his long knife, and vigilantly pointed at the demons around him.

The demons around seemed to be frightened, they didn't dare to step forward, they took a few steps back, although their brains were not very developed, but they also knew their strength, and they would definitely not rush up to death in vain.

The middle-aged officer snorted coldly, clenched the hot long knife, dodged, and rushed in front of a demon, "poof" stabbed straight in.

Turquoise blood splattered.

The middle-aged officer was unmoved, he began to harvest the demon's life frantically like a peerless swordsman.

When these demons saw their companions die, the blood in their hearts was ignited again, and after each roaring angrily, they brandished their battle axes and pounced on the middle-aged officer.

For a time, the flames were raging and the breath was permeating.

In this short moment, the middle-aged officer slaughtered dozens of demons, the long knife in his hand was stained with blood, and the clothes on his body had turned oily green, but even so, his temperament was undiminished, and his whole body exuded an irresistible coercion.

"Come on! Come on! Aren't you demons very powerful? Isn't it self-proclaimed to be the best in the world? Is it all so unbearable?! Such garbage?! The middle-aged officer roared, his eyes red and his expression very angry.

At this last moment, the middle-aged officer also let go, and if he could kill one more, he would earn one more.

He also knew that he could not survive for too long in this demon army, because he felt that there was an aura of fear emanating from the body of the Death Knight.

"Human, you're a tough guy." The cold voice reached the ears of the middle-aged officer.

He was full of excitement and followed the sound, only to see that in the distance, Arthas, the death knight, rode a skeletal horse in the reflection of the scorching sun, slowly walking in this direction.

The middle-aged officer pointed at the long knife and shouted angrily at it: "Waste! A tough guy like Lao Tzu, there are thousands of people in the human race, don't think that you demons are powerful, when the human army comes, just like back then, they will wipe you out! ”

These words were like a thunderbolt, which instantly detonated the atmosphere of the scene, and one after another demons were not convinced, they brandished their battle axes and rushed up again.

The middle-aged officer was not in a hurry, and with a wave of the long knife in his hand, a wall of flames flew out, burning these demons who had not yet approached into ashes.

"Haha..... Litter! Litter! The middle-aged officer laughed maniacally.

There was not the slightest emotion on Arthas's face at the far end, as if the death of these demons was just a trivial matter for him.

"Humble human beings, you dare to say such big words, that seat, this time, it will make your life worse than death!"

As soon as the words fell, Arthas aimed the long sword in his hand at the middle-aged officer, who only felt a chill all over, and terrifying snow-white marks began to spread upward from the soles of his feet.

The middle-aged officer looked flustered, frantically using the fire ability, hoping to suppress the snow-white trace.

Pity.... Before he could suppress it, a huge skull wrapped in green light flew over, this skull was not strong, but when it landed on the chest of the middle-aged officer, it tore him apart alive.

"Ahh Yes! Yes!! Screams of pain rang out.

The middle-aged officer had not died for the first time, he kept struggling, but it was all in vain, and soon, snow-white traces spread, and his whole body was like being bitten by countless ants, and the pain was extreme.

In this gap, one after another demons swarmed up, and the axes in their hands fell, and with a thunderclap, they were cut into meat sauce.

After the death of the middle-aged officer, the demons also let out a roar of victory, and they stood on the corpse, like an orangutan in heat, looking up to the sky and howling.

Arthas looked at the distant warship, and his brows were filled with sadness.

It's not actually a demon, it's more appropriate to say that he used to be a human, a human of the Human Alliance, but ..... After his death, he was transformed into a Death Knight.

Under the pressure of command and survival, he can only accept his fate and become a terrifying demon king.

A thousand years ago, under the command of the Demon Emperor Kil'gardan, he slaughtered countless human beings, and his hands were covered with blood, which also made his guilt deeper, and for countless days and nights, he thought about suicide and ended it all, but he couldn't.

Not because of cowardice, but because, even if you commit suicide, your soul is imprisoned, and in that way, life is better than death, and it may even be rerefined and become a more powerful demon.

So.... He could only endure all this, and finally ushered in the battle of destruction.

He thought that the battle was the end of everything, but he woke up again, lived in the demon hall for a thousand years, and now reunited in his body, and he was going to fight the human race again.

Don't..... Is all this fate?

Arthas looked at the sky, looked at the bright sun, and sighed deeply.

(To be continued.) )