The warhammer slammed into the ranger's head, and with a 'snap' it burst into a first-class spark. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It turned out that the Ranger had unleashed a skill: 'Deterrence' blocked my warhammer.

It's a powerful defensive spell, and several enchanted double-edged battle axes are constantly surrounding the ranger. These magically controlled battle axes can block almost any melee attack, and can also deflect enemy magic attacks.

Although these magic battle axes only last for a few seconds before they need to be recharged, these few seconds are enough to get the Ranger out of his current predicament.

He jumped backwards out of my range again, and the warriors and paladins surrounded me again.

I kept backing away from the attacks of the two, thinking about a strategy to deal with them.

"It seems that I can only slowly consume them with the plague and the virus." I made up my mind, and I began to prepare to unleash a dark-type spell that would infect the plague.

Just as I was reciting the rune magic in my mouth, I suddenly felt a tightness in my neck, and then a suffocating sensation almost made me faint.

I hurriedly touched it with my hand and found that a thin and flexible steel wire was wrapped around my neck. The wire was covered in sharp burrs, and they were now in my flesh. Now I can't even breathe anymore, let alone chanting mantras.

Only then did I feel that there was a lithe figure standing on my back. His feet were on my back, and his hands were holding the wire around my neck and pulling it back.

The opposing warriors and paladins took advantage of my struggles to storm me, and I hurried backwards to dodge their attacks, clasping the tightrope around my neck with both hands to keep myself from being strangled.

I watched the road around me out of the corner of my eye, and I guessed that I was not far from the big tree that was a few people thick. So he jumped backwards, trying to knock the guy behind him into a tree.

He probably guessed what I was thinking, so he let go of the wire and jumped off my back. I had already hit the tree hard, and I was inhaling in the pain. It was painful, but at least I could breathe normally.

I leaned my back against the tree and watched the enemy, while they stopped in front of me to prevent me from escaping.

The guy who had just attacked me was also standing in front of me, dressed in black nocturnal leather armor and wearing a dragon's head robe with white trim on a black background. He held two dark green glowing daggers in his hands, which were the legendary epic weapons that only sold for 998 - the Fragments of Aesinos. (I remember someone telling me that two egg daggers can be combined into one egg knife...... ）

"How many of you are there, let's all go together." I said without fear.

But they didn't say anything, but rushed up. Swords come and go, and the fight is difficult to solve.

Others say that villains die from talking too much, but the people I met today didn't say a word. They cooperate closely, and the method is pure, and it seems that this is not the first time that they have cooperated to kill people.

During the attack, I noticed that there were bursts of golden flashes from their bodies from time to time, and it seemed that someone was hiding in the shadows to treat them.

As I fended off the attack of the four men, I searched for the healer hiding in the shadows. It didn't take long for me to finally spot the man.

A Night Elf dressed in a priest's robe, hidden in the shadow of a large tombstone, unleashes healing spells to heal her teammates who have been infected with the virus.

I saw the right moment and broke through the enemy's blockade and killed the priest.

The priest was not frightened when he saw me rushing towards her, but stared at me with her pupilless eyes.

Looking into her eyes, I couldn't help but feel a hint of fear. The fear was born in my heart and quickly took over my brain, and the horrific memories of the past brought my mind back to when I had just become a Death Knight recruit......

"Please, let us go!" The residents of New Avalon pleaded to me on their knees with their children in their arms, who were not yet full moons.

I was eager to let them go, but the rune sword in my hand didn't listen to me. In the end, the begging man was killed by my sword.

The baby was crying incessantly, and I reached out to hold him in my arms, and my heart was like a knife.

"Kill him, Death Knight." An eerie voice came through my head.

"But he's still a kid!" I protested hoarsely.

"Don't question me, kill him!"

I desperately resisted his voice, and kept telling myself that I was the master of the body. As I struggled with all my might, the voice finally disappeared. But I found that the baby had been put on my rune sword and had lost its life......

...... "You're a loser...... "You're a butcher", ...... "You're a puppet at the mercy of others"......

I felt like my head was about to explode, whispers and memories pounding at my fragile nerves. My consciousness gradually sank into a quagmire of fear and madness.

"I can't be defeated by memories, I can't bow to fear, because I'm a death knight who has experienced humiliation and rebirth!" I kept shouting in my heart.

"Lich Body!"

I used a dark spell: Lich Body, and the dark energy turned me into a fearless undead creature, and now it's time for enemies to fear.

Seeing that I was free from the shackles of fear, the priest began to panic a little, and she hurriedly stepped back, while the warriors and others were busy surrounding me to prevent me from attacking their healers.

"You're definitely not the first to challenge the Death Knight in the graveyard......" I pointed to the sky, and a dark force burst from my fingertips.

"It won't be the last ......" The dark force burrowed into the ground, and the pitch-black earth began to churn.

"But you're going to be the worst to die!"

Countless corpses were summoned from the grave by me, and they staggered around the enemy. Enemies wielded weapons and slashed at the seemingly fragile dead.

However, there were too many corpses. Without hesitation, they pounced on their enemies, frantically attacking their enemies with their teeth and nails.

These walking corpses don't care about enemy attacks at all, even if they have a broken arm and lose their head.

The walking corpse that was cut off by the waist crawled towards the enemy with his hands, grabbed the ankle of the other party and couldn't stop biting. The walking corpse with its head cut off was dismembered by the other walking corpses, and the limbs and intestines were used as weapons by the latter.

The skeleton-like walking corpse breaks off its ribs and uses it as a dagger to stab at scrambled enemies. Fresh walking corpses pounced on their enemies like mad dogs, and then I detonated them with a dark spell, unleashing a mist of plague.

The bones of the wild dogs barked, ready to pounce on the enemy who was not choosing a choice. The bones of crows and seagulls are constantly hovering in the sky, not pecking at each other's exposed skin.

The walking corpses that were smashed by the other party were spliced together again by me with dark magic, forming skeleton demons composed of corpse fragments.

The fresh corpse that fell to the ground became the best feed for the blood worms summoned by my blood spell, and the blood worms continued to devour the corpses, and the body became more and more swollen. The swollen worms slowly crawled towards the enemy, eventually exploding en masse around them, spewing out a large amount of blood mixed with the blood plague virus.

Watching the enemies struggle desperately in the sea of walking corpses, I sneered and turned to leave. I don't have to dwell on them anymore, because they won't survive tomorrow morning under the double onslaught of the walking dead and the plague.

Just as I was about to walk out of the cemetery gate, there was a sudden wave of terrible heat behind me.

I looked back and saw a great vortex of flame sweeping across the graveyard, burning the walking corpses and plagues I had summoned.

I saw a man standing in the center of the flames, looking at me with disdain.

"I'll go, and the masters!" I couldn't help but sigh.