Leah Delin, this woman, do you have to force me to show up?

Leo felt helpless in his heart, he knew that Liadlin was already dissatisfied in his heart, but now was really not the time to make a move.

"Roar!"

In the midst of several beast roars, several beasts appeared.

A huge grizzly bear slammed into Faltora and slammed the Death Horse into the ground with a powerful impact, and Fatola's charge was blocked.

The thick paws of the bear burst into flames, and the great grizzly bear's flame claws struck out the runic greatsword that slashed Faltora off.

This grizzly bear is only a newcomer to the epic level, and it can actually block my casual blow.

Fatola was surprised, but then he became angry again, because while he was fighting the giant grizzly bear, a majestic black lion and a white swamp crocodile attacked the death horse under his crotch. By the time Fatola realized that his mount had been attacked, it was too late, and his mount was missing two legs.

With the success of Huma and the Dreadpincers, Fatola had to give up his mount advantage and switch from cavalry to infantry.

Kala! Kala! Kala! …… The grinding of metal sounded, and mechanical chariots appeared.

Although Leo did not show up, he sent hundreds of Frostwalker chariots.

As soon as Faltora landed, a bitter cold air had already hit him, and hundreds of frosty breaths shot out in his face.

A green air shield appeared on the Death Knight, and he lunged forward against the ice with an anti-magic shield.

He's looking for death!

Under the cover of hundreds of ices, a sharp whistling came out, and Darko had already targeted Faltora, and the full force of a pseudo-legendary archer locked onto the Death Knight.

If it was someone else, he would definitely stop and defend, but Fatola believed that he was strong, and with the strength of infinitely close to the legend, he kept at his feet, just holding the rune sword in front of his chest, ready to intercept at any time.

A sharp arrow broke through the ice, and Faltora swung the rune greatsword and slashed hard, the power of death on the rune greatsword surged, and Darko's full force was easily caught by him.

Breaking through his opponent's attack, Fatola should have continued to move forward, but he suddenly retreated sharply, and a sharp arrow chased after him.

It turned out that Hawksbill's aimed shot was still hidden after Darko's attack, and this arrow of the Ranger King was the real lethal move, and Darko's attack was just a cover for him.

Want to run?

Can you run?

Leo smiled coldly, and as Fatola stepped back, Satus suddenly flashed to his side, and the Frost Nova froze Fatola's legs.

The Death Knight stopped in his rapidly retreating footsteps, and Hawksbill's sharp arrows struck him, shielding him with three bone shields.

Want to protect yourself with the Bone Shield?

I've been on your radar for a long time.

Under Leo's playful gaze, Faltola was shocked to find that the three-sided bone shield had disappeared as soon as it appeared, and at this time, the sharp arrow that was chasing after him had already shot into his forehead.

It turned out that after casting the Frost Nova, Sattus summoned his magic and fired three arcane missiles at him, and it was these three arcane missiles that blasted Faltorah's bone shield apart.

Auditora reacted quickly enough to tilt her head at the last moment, Hawksbill's aimed shot grazed his forehead, shattering his forehead bone as it knocked his helmet flying, and the soul fire that Faltora had hidden in his skull took a big hit, and the flame became sickly and languishing.

Calculated by Hawksbill and Leo, Fatola was seriously injured despite his strength.

"It's really Faltola!"

Hawksbill's eyes were sharp, and he could still see Faltora's face clearly in the midst of the ice and ice, and the Ranger King couldn't help but be greatly disappointed.

He originally held a glimmer of hope that he might have recognized the wrong person, but who expected that reality would ruthlessly crush him.

Hearing Hawksbill say this, Lia Delin sighed gloomily: "Has General Kurdila's younger brother also become a puppet controlled by the Lich King?" ”

Hearing this, Leo almost slipped and fell to the ground, and after a long time, the origin of this Faltora is so bad that he is actually the temple general of the original blood elf, and now the death knight Kurdila. The younger brother of the weaver of the dead.

Do you want to kill him and resurrect him?

Leo thought about it, maybe he could use Faltora to win over Kurdila, a crumbling butcher, and if he could win over Kurdila, the Death Knight on the tribe's side would not be able to escape from the palm of his hand in the future.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was a good deal.

The soul fire was not lightly damaged, Fatola hid his face and retreated sharply, he didn't pay attention to the ice gushing from the Frostwalker chariot before, but now that he was seriously injured, he felt that he couldn't bear it when his body's defense was greatly reduced.

How could you run away like that?

Die well, and I'll give you a new lease of life.

Leo smiled, Huma, the Dreadclaw and the Wolf blocked Faltora's retreat, and these beasts that had not been in the eyes of the Death Knight before were now the biggest obstacle to his escape.

Damn brute!

Faltora scolded secretly, he didn't dare to count on the support of the trainee death knights now, under the attack of hundreds of frost mechanical chariots, the trainee death knights were struggling, and the two trainee death knights who rushed to the front were still seven or eight meters away from Faltorah.

The distance of seven or eight meters may seem short, but it is fatal at this moment of life and death.

Calming down his astonishment, Hawksbill drew the Skyfire Eagle Bow again, aiming at him again.

At the moment of life and death, Faltora didn't care about anything, he swung two swords hard, and after forcing away Huma and the wild wolf who were besieging him, he rolled over, and fell straight towards the square dozens of meters down, that look was extremely embarrassed, and he completely lost the image of a strong man when he appeared. It's just that compared to the fire of the soul that was extinguished, losing the image may not be a big deal.

But Leo was already determined to give him a new lease of life, so how could he let him run away so easily?

Just as Fatola rolled over and fell, a figure suddenly jumped up from the ground and crashed into Fatola like a cannonball.

The Death Knight didn't expect someone to launch such an attack, and was knocked into his arms, and his originally fallen body flew back with the person who crashed into him.

This man is none other than Orriga, a pseudo-legendary warrior under Leo.

"Abominable human warrior, I'll kill you!"

Fatora swung his sword angrily, he already felt that he was locked by Hawksbill again, and the deadly attack of the Ranger King was coming, but the human warrior held himself and was determined to die.

Burst!

The rune greatsword stabbed into the warrior's body, and as soon as the tip of the sword passed through the skin, it was slapped open by the giant grizzly bear's flame claws, leaving only a long wound on Origa's body.

The blow failed to kill Orriga, and Fatola felt a chill in his body, knowing that Hawksbill's attack had arrived. In desperation, Fatola could only try to deflect his body, trying to avoid the fatal point. But a green vine suddenly appeared, wrapping his whole body like a dumpling, revealing only one head outside.

Click!

Hawksbill's aimed shot hit without a hitch, the arrow piercing Faltorah's skull, the powerful impact blowing off his skull and extinguishing his nimble fire.

Losing the soul fire, Faltora's body immediately stopped moving.

"Alas!"

Leah Delin, who was treating Olisa, sighed, and Hawksbill kept pulling the Skyfire Eagle Bow and shooting the Trainee Death Knights one by one.

Killing a fellow citizen he knew with his own hands freed him from the Lich King's control, but Leadlin and Hawksbill also felt uncomfortable.

While the two Blood Elves were in a bad mood, Leo had already instructed his pets to collect Faltora's bones.

Can work with Kurdila. Weaving the dead to pull the relationship, it seems that it will be very rewarding in the future.

Leo smirked, he was very satisfied with the harvest, even if the next plan failed, it would not be a big deal. I was lucky to have lost my life.

"Fatora is dead!"

Two death knights came out with a group of ghouls, stopping Dalyan and the others who were advancing, and with their help, Rasousvios finally had a chance to breathe.

Although the other knights of Silver Dawn are very weak, Dalyan's strength is really powerful, after all, he is the son of the Ash Lord, and Mograine is by no means a mediocre hand. Besides, the dwarven warriors and orcs who were with Dalyan were also very powerful, and if it weren't for the numerical advantage of La Suvios's side, they would have been killed long ago.

"Rasuvios, Your Excellency our mighty Death Knight Instructor, you're in such a mess right now!"

A gloomy voice sounded behind him, and Rasuvios swung his sword and continued the battle with Dalyan, and his mouth fought back: "Gotic, your movements are too slow, your fragile body may not be able to withstand this kid's sword." ”

A Scourge mage wearing a sheepbone helmet, a blue robe, and a large beard appeared from the entrance of the lower passage, his face was old, but bursts of powerful magic emanated from it, showing that his strength was not inferior to that of the majestic Rasuvios.

The hem of the blue robe was locked with three strange skulls with gray magic chains, and the skulls and chains swayed back and forth with the movement of the calamity mage, and the sound of the skulls and chains from time to time was like a heavy drum beating in the hearts of everyone, and a trace of blood oozed from the corners of the mouths of the weaker silver dawn knights.

Gotik the Reaper, another boss in the Naxxramas Military District.

Seeing Gotic appear, Leo secretly became vigilant, this calamity mage has a very powerful curse - the harvest soul that reduces the opponent's strength by one layer, and this curse can also be stacked nine times, that is, he can reduce your strength by ninety.

In Dalyan's current state of only urging his team to kill, the appearance of Gotic the Reaper will undoubtedly cause a major crisis for the paladin's companions.

"Leah Delin, Hawksbill, be careful, that old guy is not easy to deal with."

(To be continued)