Chapter 250: The Pale Lord
In the darkness, Dagzi broke through behind the former Tagore Hall towards the edge of the night that Andris had created. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
However, this is a trap!
On one side of the night were high platforms of various sizes, which were not on the same plane, but were connected by stairs, and underground, there were bottomless pits, which were not a good environment for fighting, especially in the dark. Therefore, Tagore and Dagez did not have many options as the direction of breakthrough, and under the deliberate inducement of Andris, the two stepped into the trap step by step.
Of course, this is not a trap in the ordinary sense, but a one-pinch!
Although Andersri has the pinnacle of legendary combat power, it is not so easy to quickly kill an old opponent with one enemy and two, but if he can flank the two with Ace, then he is completely sure to inflict heavy damage or even kill one of them.
At the edge of night, Dagzi blasted away a large area of dead air with the war hammer in his hand, and finally broke out of the darkness. However, before he could see his surroundings clearly, with a crisp cracking sound, a dark blue hideous figure suddenly appeared from a distance.
It was a monster of dark blue ice crystals, with long limbs like a beast, and its powerful lower limbs kicked open inside, leaving holes filled with ice crystals. His left arm, along with half of his shoulder, shattered, leaving only a gaping gap, the price of his strong resistance to Cassias's sword to break through here and launch a flanking attack.
As long as he was given a chance to breathe, he would be able to recover easily, while the human in front of him was about to die, and such an exchange was worth it.
Ice Nightmare Ace's speed was so fast that Dagzi only had time to burst out with fiery fighting qi before he was pierced through his chest. Ace's five fingers gathered into an ice pick to break through the protection of the fighting qi, piercing through the barrier of the heavy armor, and passing through Dagzi's right chest.
The scorching blood gushed out of it was frozen into blood-colored crystals and fell to the ground in an instant, shattering one by one. The beating heart was pierced mercilessly, like a punctured balloon, shattering.
Dagzi raised the war hammer aloft and roared and smashed at the other party's expression instantly froze, quickly covering it with a layer of frost. His eyes glared angrily, the expression on his face was resolute and resolute, sharp and angular, but the vitality was fading away.
Such a merciless scene, through the magic of the ultra-distant atmospheric lensing, was also presented in front of Arthas, who watched his beloved brother die with tears in his eyes but could not do anything, hatred, pain, killing, madness, rage, and a trace of remorse suddenly exploded in his heart, making his eyes red and like madness.
"Truly...... Dear Arthas, is this your choice? If you had put aside that rotten belief in your heart earlier, you would not be where you are today, so you caused his death!"
An eerie voice sounded in his head, irritating Arthas with indescribable mockery and sneer.
"Shut up! Shut up!" Arthas unleashed a blue sword aura that shattered the images in mid-air, and continued to follow the path Tagore had carved out before into the Absolute Fortress.
"Don't worry, you should have time to collect their bodies, ahahahaha!"
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Arthas interrupted the atmospheric lens spell in anger and didn't see what happened next. By this time, Ace's hand had withdrawn from Dagz's chest, partly because Cassias's fatal blow to the extreme of anger made him feel mortally threatened, and partly because he had to avoid the blazing flames.
At the edge of the night, Dagzi's frost-covered body moved again, and the chill on his body was instantly dispelled, as an incomparable heat instantly filled his body. Golden-red flames poured out wildly from his body, and Ace's right hand, which was untouchable, showed signs of melting, making him retreat in shock.
Dagzi, whose heart was broken and his vitality was constantly dissipating, opened his eyes again, his golden-red eyes were full of a strange sense of majesty, and he was wrapped in flames all over his body, like a burning man, in stark contrast to Ace.
The piercing wound on his chest was also filled with flames, but there was no sign of healing, and his life force was constantly burning. Unfortunately, this is not the ability to bring the dead back to life, but it can make him shine brightly in the final moments of his life.
Tagore, who was entangled by Andris, finally walked out of the night at this time, he looked at the extremely burning Dagz, his eyes flashed with complicated emotions, he couldn't tell whether it was sadness or guilt, and finally sighed, his expression became cold.
Now that the choice has been made, there is no turning back.
"Holy Sword" Tagore is not an indecisive man, and since it is a foregone conclusion, there is no more obstacle in his heart. The golden holy sword bloomed with endless light, gilding his old face with a layer of majestic gold, and the vast sword qi bloomed from his hand, like illuminating the earth, instantly dispelling the night, exposing Andris to his sword.
The dazzling light collides violently with the dark night, dividing the entire battlefield into diametrically opposed scenes of day and night. On the other side, Dagzi felt the power of the joy of self-fire pouring into his body, and roared angrily, and his fighting spirit rushed into the night.
Even if this man is facing the fate of dying, his heart is still as strong as iron, and even if he loses his heart, he still has a heart that will never be discouraged and never retreat! He glared at the opponent who had killed him, raised his war hammer, and smashed it down, and the monstrous flames surged away like a sea of fire, and the blazing golden-red flames reflected the ice-crystallized Ace a golden red.
He was originally trying to create a winning situation, but because of Dagzi's ability to return to the light, he fell into a crisis of defeat. Not only did he not have time to recover from his physical injuries, but he also had to face the angry blows of Cassias and Dagz. It can be said that the crisis is at its extreme.
Andris was entangled by the reckless and sudden outbreak of Tagore, and neither of the two old guys could get out of the sword aura of day and night for a while.
Seeing that Ace was about to be crushed and melted by Casias's sword qi and flames, at this moment, everyone and non-human on the battlefield suddenly suffocated, as if they were choked by the throat, and their souls could not suppress a throbbing!
Trembling and fearful, like a fork-tailed dragon facing a real dragon, the disparity and coercion of different levels made them instinctively resist from the soul.
The original fierce offensive suddenly stopped, and all eyes were on a white figure descending from the darkness, and he was surrounded by white dead air, exuding a coercion that was difficult to look at.
His name is Bai Huang, and he is the Pale Lord!(To be continued.) )