"The cold feeling of death shook the soul fiercely, life was coming to an end, death had just begun, the blood cooled in the darkness, the countenance aged in the earthly world, the spirit rotted in indifference, the corpse disillusioned in loneliness. 」

The burning eyes on the hideous dark face of the Death Knight made Henry Sweet 'Grizzly 'Grizzly Bear' shudder, as if he were about to be swallowed up by that gaze.

Knight Henry's vision was dark, and there was silence in his ears, the only thing he could hear was the thumping of his own heartbeat. He felt his soul condense into a solid stone, slowly sinking.

The Death Knight is surrounded by an aura of cold and death, which allows him to maintain an advantage in hand-to-hand combat, while stressing and disrupting his opponents. On the battlefield, the undead who feel this aura will increase their combat effectiveness.

At this moment, it seemed as if centuries had passed for Henry Sweet, who remained in a chopping stance. But in fact, the second hand travels only a short time in time.

Henry was only distracted for a moment, and the Death Knight had poured overwhelming power into his right shoulder holding the sword, and under the strong collision, Henry's strong body lost its balance and fell backwards.

Henry's complexion turned gray in an instant. The strength of the other party was unimaginable, and just a face-to-face collision made him a little overwhelmed.

The Death Knight took the opportunity to launch a combo, and the second sword slashed sideways, apparently intending to cut his opponent in half. I saw that a shadowy cold air flowed along with the whistling sword light.

Knight Rhaegar's face turned pale, and he looked at Henry on the other side in horror, and couldn't help but shout loudly. "Be careful!"

Henry was taken aback. It was as if I had been awakened in a dream. It was as if he had just groped his way back from a distant place. At stake, Henry moved quickly and took two or three steps back, but the two-meter-long sword of death was still able to cut him in two.

Just as he was about to strike, Luke the Giant swung Thor's hammer to block the attack of the Sword of Death, and the two metal vessels collided suddenly, inspiring a sharp and piercing sound that resounded through the sky.

Eventually, the tip of the blade passed the target with a slight difference. But this was only the beginning, the black shadow had no intention of stopping at all, attacking wave after wave. Captain Luke had just gained his footing. The whole body was completely enveloped in the roaring sword wind.

What kind of swordsmanship is this? This kind of speed and reflexes are not attainable by humans, and he is indeed an unprecedented monster! With each blow, the 'giant''s hands trembled involuntarily, and the tiger's mouth was already numb with pain.

The Death Knight's attack was completely out of the ordinary common sense of swordsmanship, and the angle was unexpected, combined with the huge strength and the terrifyingly long heavy sword, the wind set off made Captain Luke's scalp tingle, and the chill hidden in his bones was spreading irrepressibly.

Knight Rhaegar was about to raise his sword and step forward to help Captain Luke, but the young man next to him reached out to stop him. Just as he was about to say a question, Brandt reminded. "The weapon in your hand can't withstand the light blow of the Sword of Death. ”

Henry's giant axe, which weighed three hundred catties, was shattered into countless pieces in an instant, and no ordinary weapon could withstand the blow of the Sword of Death. Knight Rhaegar knew this. But he won't let that deter him.

At this moment, a flame ignited from the palm of Brant's hand holding the flaming sword, and the dazzling and scorching flame quickly wrapped around the entire sword body like a fiery snake, transforming the black iron sword that had lost its magic power into a flaming sword wrapped in raging flames.

Brant handed the flaming sword in his hand to the Rhaegar Knight beside him, "Use my sword." ”

Knight Rhaegar didn't hesitate, reaching out and taking the flaming sword. At this moment, apart from the Thor's hammer held in Captain Luke's hand, only Brant's flaming sword could collide with the sword of death.

Brandt knew very well that his sword skills were not strong enough to compete with the 'Flower of Knights' Rhaegar Frey, let alone the 'Death Knight' Loren Tilis.

At the important moment when the war was about the outcome of the war, Brandt chose to back down, but he was not cowardly, nor cowardly, nor incompetent, but a kind of calmness and relief.

Brant made the right choice. On this battlefield, the honor and life and death of individuals are nothing compared with the honor, life and death of thousands of people.

The invincible 'Titan' Luke Ness lost confidence in winning his opponent and he clearly felt the chasm between himself and his opponent, but he did not give up and was timid.

However, just when Luke felt overwhelmed, the Rhaegar Knight, dressed in silver armor, joined the fight. The Death Knight had to devote his energy to another warrior, and the already fierce attack was suddenly delayed.

The flaming sword in Rhaegar slashed down with a bolt of thunder, the Death Knight parryed with ease, and then leaped back to dodge attacks from the right, the heavy hammer dangling in front of him.

The swift patrol has made Loren a shadow-like being, and with his nimble skills, the Death Knight weaves his way between Rhaegar and Luke, struggling to build an impenetrable defense on his own.

Beneath the web of death woven by the blades of the Flame Sword and the Sword of Death, the sparks and ice chips bred by the metal clash flew wildly between the three of them who were fighting wildly because of the dust stirred up by the sword wind.

In order to seize that fleeting opportunity, everyone unreservedly used all their strength, fighting with their lives, and didn't even dare to blink their eyes. But even so, the scales of victory still swing leisurely between the two sides, and there is no intention of stopping at all.

If the stalemate continues, the untired Death Knight Loren will obviously have the upper hand. For Brant, the chaos of the battle constrained the use of magic, but that didn't stop Priest Martin from casting the Holy Light.

"Divine light, tear through the darkness, dispel fear, regenerate courage, give them divine power, and tear apart the evil of the world with this power!"

The moment the prayer sounded, the Death Knight immediately shook his sword, and then jumped out of the distance. Any light spell will disintegrate its body. Deal damage to the Death Knight. Blessed spells.

Meanwhile. A bolt of light rose into the sky, enveloping Luke and Rhaegar in a dazzling light. The warm glow stained the silver armor a holy white color, and the energy expended in the battle was quickly restored, and soon filled Luke and Rhaegar again.

The light slowly dissipated, the darkness returned to silence, and the fighting spirits stared at each other through the falling beams.

The Death Knight finally spoke, "Being able to fight two Grand Knights at the same time ignites the anger and desire ‖ I have buried in my heart for years. A sensitive light suddenly lit up in his eyes.

The 'Giants' are not afraid of the terrifying strength of the other side. On the contrary, his heart longs to face off against the truly strong. Perhaps it's because the invincible Luke Ness has never met an opponent he feels invincible.

But he was a little puzzled, and couldn't help but ask, "Your Excellency Loren, how did you degenerate into an evil and shady death knight?"

"The world is full of hypocrisy, full of darkness, and at least in the fall I will not be taken advantage of, I will not be harmed by others. The silver cold fire in Loren's pupils gradually burned, "Human tears are vicissitudes, flowing for those hypocritical gods. It is for those who are in disguise. In the dark world, I enjoy the unique pleasure that I have.

"And what are you fighting for?"

"For the sake of desires‖ hopes and dreams. The Death Knight's tone was unwavering.

It is because the Lich King 'Reinhardt' promises to satisfy his desires. And help him realize that almost impossible dream. Loren will abandon his glorious past and choose the hell of the fallen.

The necromancer Brooke wants to use the powerful Death Knights to win the war for House Targaryen, but Duke Loren Tillis intends to take the opportunity to assemble an army of his own.

"Man should be in control of his desires, not controlled by them. Luke replied coldly, "There is nothing wrong with having dreams, what is wrong is not to sell your soul for this." There was a decisive will in his voice.

"There are two tragedies in life," the voice of the Death Knight did not waver, "one is that your desires are not satisfied, and the other is that your efforts are not rewarded. ”

Luke Ness asked sharply, "Acting as an evil minion under the necromancer, brutally slaughtering the righteous man?" his tone suddenly changed to cold, "Is this the fate you want?"

"It doesn't matter whether it is righteous or evil, what has always been a hard fist is justice, and a hard fist is justified. Loren replied in a calm voice, but his tone was colder than the cold wind of [Desperate Land], "My fate has been sealed from the beginning, darkness and blood will accompany me, cold and frost are where I belong, warmth only makes people weak, a place like heaven...... Not for me. ”

He simply didn't need an angel who could reintroduce him to heaven. All he needs is a demon who can go to hell with him.

Luke's face did not change, and he said in an even more indifferent voice, "Since you are obsessed, then I have no choice but to destroy the evil enemy on behalf of the forces of justice. After the words were not broken, he added, "Even if he was once a hero's, it can't change any ending." ”

The Death Knight disagreed, with a somewhat contemptuous smile, "In my opinion, the so-called justice and evil are just distinguished according to different positions......" The corners of his mouth hung a strange arc, "The winner is righteous! The loser is evil! Because history is always written by the winner, and the loser has no right to speak, so he can only accept the conclusion of evil." It couldn't be simpler. ”

When we look back on this period of history in hindsight, we often find that under the rolling torrent of history, even the most wise and brave leaders and admired heroes will inevitably fall and fall.

Notes: The Desperate Land is located at the easternmost point of the northern continent of Vialas, and its land area is equivalent to the entire Commonwealth of Cania. It was a cold, eternal winter land, winter all year round, where there was no sunshine or rain, only darkness and heavy snow. At the same time, demons and monsters are in the promised land. (To be continued......)