"Stupid elf, do you think I don't know about those two little things in the back?"

Zulkin was obviously aware of the changes that had taken place behind him, but he didn't even look back, instead looking at the Ranger General who was barely supporting him without falling, and there was a hint of mockery in his words.

"Thousands of souls will make anyone who dares to touch them face the lowest darkness in their hearts, and death is only the lightest punishment!"

Aurelia swept the two young elves who were sluggish more than ten meters away with the corner of her eye, the worry in her eyes quickly turned to firmness, she threw aside the broken longbow in her hand, and silently pulled out the short sword on her waist, the wails around her did not make her flinch, but strengthened her determination.

Watching the other party put on a desperate posture, Zurkin was in a good mood, he was like a cat playing with mice, holding the giant axe on his shoulder, not at all worried that the female elf would escape from his hands.

"This neighborhood is shrouded in my rituals, and the spirit of blood is devouring everything here, whether it's arcane or spirit, no one can rush in and save you."

"As for those two little things, hmph, even the most powerful warriors will have a hard time resisting that helplessness and despair! Today, Amani will trample all your pride under your feet! "The fanatical troll warriors roared in the sky, Malakas' departure, the flight of a large number of civilians, and he wanted to wash Amani's shame away with blood!

Let's turn our gaze to this little guy who is despised by Zulkin.

When Roland was on full alert and ready to try to receive the other party's thunderous blow, something magical happened - the black knight actually stopped, stuck his long sword on the ground, and began to persuade him to surrender in a hoarse voice!

"Useless struggle! Roland Morning Song, don't you fear death the most, give me this female elf, and I will grant you the glory of eternal life. ”

you, I'm not a mouth ninja, can you be happier if you want to fight or kill? Did you know that villains always die from talking too much? The young man swallowed his saliva and changed his posture in gripping the sword, trying to relieve the tension in his heart through these small movements. Although he stood up regardless of the consequences, the other party was right, in essence, he was still a life-saving guy.

But well, the glory of eternal life, I think it's a curse of immortality, right? The young man pursed his lips, not uttering anything provocative, he still had a little hope that reinforcements would come and kill the guy in front of him. At this time, he suddenly thought of a detail that the other party had just revealed - he called my name!

"You know me?" The young elf had a surprised expression on his face, "Madan, when did I enter Arthas's circle of friends?"

"Of course", the black knight nodded, and replied in a hollow and hoarse voice characteristic of the undead, "the first paladin of the High Elves, the recruit who set the record for the fastest retirement. ”

"If you're willing to sacrifice the female elf behind you to me, maybe I'll consider letting you live?"

I don't know why, when he heard this, Roland felt that the other party's face hidden under the thick black fog must be full of evil smiles. He took a deep breath and was about to speak, when a weak hand rested on his ankle.

"Don't ...... Death, this is my fate, I have expected it for a long time...... This day", Sylvanas' weak voice rang in his ears, as if a bucket of ice water had extinguished the flame of fighting spirit burning in Roland's eyes.

"Hear the words of this elf, come, tell me your choice, paladin", the black knight's words were full of temptation and mockery, "let her accept her fate, and flee far away, and the merciful Lich King will spare your life." ”

The young man glanced back at the female ranger lying on the ground, covered in blood, and then turned his head with difficulty: "Abandon her and run away alone?" I'm sorry, I can't, even if I'm still scared, even if my hands are still shaking, I'll still stand here. ”

As he spoke, Sylvanas's whispered scolding flashed through his mind, "That's right, I'm such a fool, if I want our lives, I'll do it myself, you bluffing softass!" ”

Roland let out a loud shout, emboldening himself, and at the same time poured the holy energy of his whole body into the long sword in his hand, and used all his strength to swing the strongest slash.

The golden light turned into a sharp blade, drawing a curved arc under Roland's guidance. An incandescent glow lit up on the gray-red hillside, and the scorching blades of light slashed straight at the figure hidden in the black mist. As if a hot blade had sliced into butter, the black mist that shrouded the opponent was pierced in an instant, revealing the delicate face under the armor - Sylvanas!

I see, in the blink of an eye, he figured out the general situation: why didn't the black knight take advantage of the victory to pursue, why he knew his name and even knew that he was a paladin. Everything has an answer.

The young man, who had lost his strength, fell to his knees, felt the tingling pain in his brain, and slowly closed his eyelids. At one last glance, he saw a golden light piercing down from the clouds, and the "Black Knight" showed a warm smile in the sunlight.

Then there was darkness......

With a "bang", the heavy giant axe slammed into the ground, splashing bright red blood.

"How so, my strength—" The tall troll warrior turned his head in shock.

More than ten meters away, the young elf maintained a slashing posture, still not awake. However, under the long sword that shone with golden holy light, the blood-colored crystal was covered in cobwebs, shattering little by little.

"This can't be, how are you—" Zulkin let out a roar, and he could clearly feel his power as it passed! But before he could turn around, a sharp dagger was pierced into his heart by the Ranger General, who seized the opportunity.

Aurelia retreated with a single blow, but the troll warrior didn't make a decent counterattack, but looked at the half-pierced sword body in shock, and then showed a relieved expression, "I see...... Amani ......"

The tall body lay on the cold ground, and it didn't take a few seconds for it to begin to dent, shrivel, and slowly shrink into a twisted corpse of less than a meter.

At the same time, Roland and Sylvanas also fell, and the blood-colored pillar of light that rose above Taquilin was also small, leaving only the afternoon sun to witness the last roar from Amani.

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