Chapter Ninety-Eight: Angry Slashing Death Ride

The orcs drank and chatted around the campfire, and munched on ham and mutton.

Raphael was happily coquettish in her arms.

Beer revels in the tavern, dancers dance in the halls, and wandering swordsmen and bushhunters sit together chatting and drinking.

Looking at the irrational undead skeleton charging madly in front of him, Abdul-Jabbar suddenly remembered the scenes he had spent in this world, and the warmth floated in the heart of the orc uncle, so continue this warmth.

"Roar. ”

The next moment, the warhammer roared and smashed out at a skeleton warrior in front of him, and the skeleton warrior was instantly smashed into the ejected spring, and the moment it landed, the bones of his whole body shattered into countless bone pieces.

The raging battle continued for several minutes, piles of bones piled up in the field around Jabbar, and smashed skulls scattered all over the ground until all the undead warriors made way for the Death Knights.

The showdown began......

Jabbar glanced at the death rider in front of him, he was very strong, his whole body was covered with the same black plate armor as himself, but the plate armor was very worn, covered with dents, the knight stood there as if he was dead, there was no trace of temperature in his body, and his soul was empty, but this is not surprising, it was originally a death knight, there was no life, Skeletron resurrected it, the knight's original soul may still be fighting against this body, but right now, it is being manipulated by Skeletron.

Both the Death Knight and Abdul-Jabbar glanced at each other and charged at each other without saying a word.

"Roar. ”

The priest chanted behind him, inspiring the orc warriors to charge even more aggressively, and the Death Knight clutched his runic sword and charged towards Jabbar, the blood dripping from the tip of the sword falling to the ground and forming blood-colored icicles.

"Roar, roar. ”

Two roars came from Abdul-Jabbar's throat, like a real beast, Jabbar roared and raged, feverish blood flowing through his body, and the orc's impulsiveness and outbursts were vividly reflected at this moment.

The Warhammer slammed into the Death Knight's face in a rage, and the Death Knight dodged the attack with agility, but the scorching elemental power grazed the knight's face, and a flame burned violently between the helmets.

But the Death Knight also bruised Abdul-Jabbar's wrist. A bright red cut, blood dripping. The Frost Plague began to spread to Jabbar.

It's cold.

The moment the skin was cut open by the death knight, Jabbar felt the cold to the bone, but fortunately, the wound was small, not enough to cause much damage, and it would take some time for the epidemic to break out, and there were still ten minutes to defeat the death rider in front of him.

"You can't save your people, and this world will be reduced to a world of the dead. ”

The usual nonsense rang out at this time, and the Death Knight stood in place, growling mockingly.

"The lines of this rotten street. ”

What?

Obviously, the death knight didn't understand what Abdul-Jabbar was saying, and there was no rebuttal, the orc uncle roared again and smashed at the death knight, the power of the war hammer became stronger and stronger, and the fire element became more and more hot, almost every blow, the death knight was injured to varying degrees, the flames burned and covered the cold surface of the death knight, and the black plate armor was full of traces of elemental damage, and Abdul-Jabbar guessed that if it wasn't for the death knight who had dark spells, the human plate armor would have been scrapped long ago.

"Hmph. ”

After hiding in a hammer blow, the Death Knight stood firm and stabbed Abdul-Jabbar in the armpit with his runic sword. Jabbar, on the other hand, was nimble sideways and dodged the blade. The Death Knight flipped his wrist and slashed at Abdul-Jabbar's chest, but the wind elemental accelerated Abdul-Jabbar's movements again, and Uncle Orc reacted quickly again, pulling the hammer back to his chest, blocking the rune sword's attack.

The Frost Rune Sword let out a wail of pain the moment it touched the Legendary Warhammer, and it was clear that the fire had caused severe damage to the Frozen Rune Sword. Where the blade and the hammer collided, a blue and purple spark was stirred, and the fire collided with the frost.

"You're brave, but you rely on that little hammer for all your strength, and don't you feel ashamed to be an orc? ”

Death was knocked back a few steps, stood still, and began to taunt. But Abdul-Jabbar is a clever orc who won't be so simple to trick him. Arthas without frost sorrow is a waste material, and Ferdin, who has no ash bringer, is also a scumbag, and only those who possess artifacts can stand in this world, a world full of magic and beastliness.

"Roar, roar. ”

Without answering the Death Knight's taunt, Jabbar roared again and charged at the enemy, savagely rambling, although the Death Knight had a powerful black spell to support it, but it was still inferior to the orcs in brute strength, especially when Jabbar mastered the power of the warhammer.

The war song rang out behind him, and the orc warrior's hammer and the death knight's runic sword struck together again, and this time, they began to wrestle, and the two men stood in place, using brute force, pushing each other.

On one side is the power of the incomparably evil death knight, on the other side is the savage and furious orcs, the two sides roared and wrestled in the midfield, until Jabbar roared angrily and pushed the death knight away, and the next moment, the war hammer smashed down violently again, and the death knight hurriedly raised the rune sword to resist, but an exciting scene appeared, Jabbar's war hammer did not weaken the power of the fall because of the enemy's block this time, and the moment it hit the dark rune sword, a brilliant white light instantly bloomed, shattering the death knight's sword body!

However, the moment the rune sword was shattered, Jabbar's warhammer did not weaken the trajectory of the fall, and a blazing flame appeared on the hammer side, and as if carrying a heavenly judgment, the warhammer smashed straight into the chest of the Death Knight.

"Oh, no. ”

The next moment, the war hammer hit the death knight in the chest, and there was no flashy effect, the death knight was violently smashed to the ground, and the whole person fell to the ground like an ice boulder.

It was defeated, and the dark energy was draining from the Death Knight's body, the lich-like body radiating a cold aura, but no longer a damaging spell, but dissipating into the air.

Jabbar walked up to the dying Death Knight and stomped on the Death Knight's chest. The orc's eyes met the death knight's undead eye, and at that moment, Jabbar felt that the look was so familiar, and a disturbing thought came from the orc uncle's heart. The Death Knight may have been one of his comrades, his demeanor was so familiar, even if he was covered in a heavy helmet.

Abdul-Jabbar took off the Death Knight's helmet......

"Regent?"

The human infantry shouted in surprise, but Abdul-Jabbar was calm, and the orc uncle knew that those necromancers often did this.

Rowan was killed in battle, and even the Death Knight was killed a second time. The road ahead was so long that the orcs behind them were already panting and covered in blood, and the night was unsettling like a vampire's wail.