Death Knight

After a day of search-type marching, the Frozen Crown Knights finally reached the mountains north of the Moon Capital-the song that Roland heard came from this direction. According to common sense, it is absolutely impossible to pass hundreds of kilometers. However, now that he has lost his goal, Richard has only taken the intuition of Isulin Tolin as the last straw.

The mountains here are much lower than the White Rock Mountains that pierce into the clouds, and the relative topography appears intricate. Under the cutting of the watershed, there are dangerous cliffs and wide canyons everywhere, coupled with layers of rising mist, the entire area is like a labyrinth. The death knights stopped in front of the two crossing watersheds, quietly waiting for the search task to be assigned, while the head of the knight jumped the horse up the cliff and tried to look at the near and far terrain.

"It's not like hills here. I'm afraid it will take a long time to search the entire mountain. If the enemy suddenly launches an attack, it will be very difficult to gather and support. It is really tricky." Alsace frowned.

"But even then, we have to search." Ever since seeing the ruins of the Moon Capital, Richard's eyes have an endless anxiety, "Allocate by grid, and then start as soon as possible."

"Wait." The death knight suddenly reached out to stop the opponent.

"How?" The Lich asked impatiently, but the other side didn't answer, but passed the halberd in his hand silently. Through the body of the halberd in contact with the mountain rock, you can clearly feel the obvious vibration again and again from the grip. It is completely different from the continuous impact when the knight is charging, as if a sledgehammer keeps hitting the ground, the rhythm is slow and obvious.

"Is the earthquake ... no, it seems not." Richard shook his head. As the Lich tried to find more clues, he was surprised to find that not only the weapons in his hands were shaking, but also the peaks under the nightmare. With a heavy drum beat a little tremor. It was as if an unimaginable beast was marching in a slow but unstoppable manner.

Then he found that it was really an unimaginable beast.

A flock of birds frightened into the sky, and the tightly wrapped clouds suddenly ripped apart. The next moment, a stone lion with a height of more than 80 meters came into the sight of the death knights. The majestic force condensed in each step of the giant, the valley suddenly stirred the roaring wind and the echo of the ears, shaved the cheek of the past, and echoed in the ear for a long time.

Then, when the lion whose shadow was enough to cover the entire canyon completely traversed the sea of ​​clouds in the mountains, the tower standing on its back also emerged from the white expanse. Observers overlooking the cliff are not obscured from all their sights, but the eagles and clouds lingering around the towers are constantly reminding people of how spectacular the sight in front of them is.

"Move City?" Even Alsace had to admit that the lion who used the canyon as a stream was really noticeable, and the mysterious owner of that tower would surely bring some surprises to the undead who lost his target-whatever Is it good or bad.

"Only the power of prayer can drive such things ~!" Richard's pupils regained their brilliance, and he immediately turned to stare at Falochide. "Tell me, is there such a moving tower in the capital of the stars? "

"A totally different style." The girl just shook her head. "The idea of ​​the Star City Prayer is based on being close to nature, but this behemoth is clearly incompatible with everything around it."

"Really? It seems we're dealing with an unidentified prayer man." The Lich nodded, converging with a happy expression, "You must carefully test each other's intentions ..."

Richard's voice didn't fall, but the stone lion had stopped, and he was lying right in front of the watershed at this moment. The forward death knights carefully leaned over the hillside, but still carefully kept their distance from the behemoth-after all, they didn't even jam each other's teeth. However, at the next moment, the beast carrying the high tower really opened his mouth of blood basin, a translucent staircase condensed from the air, connecting the ground with the lion's bottomless throat.

"Looking like that, seems to want to invite us." The head of the Knights of the Frozen Crown raised a smile, but his eyes were accepting the challenge. "They came out of the mountain to open and open their mouths to meet us. Reason to refuse. "

"I'll go too." Roland tightened his frosty bandages. "And it's necessary."

"You must go? If this is the case, maybe 'the end' is there." Richard nodded. "As the saying goes, 'If you don't enter a tiger's place, you won't get a tiger'." The demon said, striding towards the magnificent mobile city.

Arthas was undoubtedly at the front, followed by Falochida and Roland, with Richard and Oluha at the end of the team. When the elf girl stepped on the crystal staircase, the last step immediately rose up slowly, like the tongue rolled up by a beast, sending the five advancers into the dark unknown.

It's completely different from the Lingshu Pavilion ... In the narrow arched passageway, the blonde swordswoman subconsciously compares the sight in front of her with the previous memories. If the tree house style of the capital of the stars can reflect Flora's amiable, close to nature, and indisputable personality, then the owner of this tower is obviously more difficult to understand-because the subject matter of each painting on both sides of the wall is They are very different, with beautiful female side portraits, **** battlefield sketches, mysterious geometric calculations, and even old sword blades on display. It seems that the decorator intends to make the entire gallery nondescript. .

However, there seems to be a strong connection between these seemingly irregular decorations.

"It's all about gods." Richard had a serious expression on his face. "Did you see the badge on that shield?"

"Is it a sign of the Knights of Truth in the Reynolds era?" Falochidi speculated that the above coat of arms seemed quite strange to her, and it was obvious that it did not originate in the League of Louise. Besides, I'm afraid that only Reynasses can link with the gods.

"No, it's something of an earlier age." The Lich denied the other's judgment, and then he put it on an oil painting next to the shield. On the lower right foot of the oil painting, the dead eyes saw the author's signature-Cerdo. S., painted in Bronhill, 2014.

"It seems that the owner of the tower has a deep connection with the gods, at least the research materials are quite rich." The commander of the undead army squinted his eyes, "What kind of prayer is it?"

Just like responding to this question, the gate at the end of the promenade slowly opened under the guidance of invisible forces, and the originally depressed space expanded instantly. From the distance traveled, it is estimated that this location is exactly the abdomen of Shishi, a large giant round hall, and when visitors came in, they found that the structure of this round hall is very familiar-not only made of white stone The battlefield also includes an external auditorium-it is like a smaller version of the Grand Lourdes Arena.

"Welcome to Moonlight Island." A clear and loud voice came from the opposite side, while the door of the passage closed again.

Arthas didn't care about his identity as a gladiator, but when the figure opposite the arena came into view, the death knight's supreme leader suddenly froze in place, his eyes irresistible and irresistible. The tide of memories.

The owner of the voice is an elf woman, wearing pleasing emerald green casual clothes, her blond hair is very eye-catching, and her eyes contain elegance and arrogance, but these are not the reasons for the shock of the past.

"I'm Richel, the master of this tower." The emperor's lover smiled, glanced at the five visitors, and finally stayed on the sabre around the death knight's waist. "It's been a long time, Alsace. It ’s been about 200 years, right? "

"Exactly two hundred years." The death knight recovered from the rare shock, and replied humblely, "I didn't expect to meet an acquaintance in such a place, fate?"

"Destiny is not something mortal can see." Richer Seer turned his attention to the other four. "The old words may be set aside for the time being. As the ambassador of Ishtoli in this world, the death knight enters the capital of the moon. I How much can be guessed ... you came for the 'end', right? "

"Since Your Excellency is the closest person to the famous emperor, and he has mastered deep prayer, it is much easier to explain." Richard stepped forward and squeezed Alsace with a serious face behind him. "Late introduction, my name is Richard Bares, Commander of the Undead Legion."

"Although these three are living, they are also inextricably linked to us, namely Roland, Falochide, and Oluha." The Lich finished the introduction with ease, and then the words turned and cut into The topic.

"As you judged, we did come for the last son of the star. So hope ..."

"Ishtoli's" End "is on Moonlight Continent." The elf interrupted the other impatiently, her voice was not loud, but an uncontrollable flame ignited in the eyes of the undead in an instant.

"What ~ !?" Richard's tone trembled visibly. "So ..."

"Although your purpose is to protect and guide the Sons of the Star," Richer Chill interrupted the Lich again, "but I can't give her to you."

"But, but why?" The Lich's head lost his ability to think after a big ups and downs and could only squeeze out such a sentence dryly.

"Because there is no reason to waste time on people who are weaker than you. Pass my test before you can start a formal conversation." Richer Seee raised an eyebrow and ran his hands through the bright long hair. Where we stand now is not the negotiating table, but the arena ~! "

The words of the elf girl made Arthas' eyes crimson flames: "Arena ...? Right, on the hot sand battlefield, everything has to be told by a sword, and," A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I don't dislike the so-called robberies!"

His words didn't fall, Jing Wang Jianyun Yao had stunned out of the sheath, swept across the ground with his master, and shot out.

Arthas never played against Jagassi's only relative, and in fact he had only single digits with Richesir. But the death knight knows the horrors of prayer-once launched, it can never be suppressed-and the opponent in front of him is exactly one of the most powerful prayers in history. This reason is enough for the dead to use all of them in the first place. power.

However, after a long period of several seconds, the predicted confrontation has not yet begun. The undead suddenly found that no matter how desperately he ran, the distance to the opponent did not change, as if frozen.

what happened? Arthas made a sudden stop, but the sight in front of him narrowed his pupils instantly--the battle started until now, and he was still in the same place non-stop around!

The four people watching the game stared straight at five meters away, their eyes were full of incredible.

"If you think that prayer can only control the power of the four major elements, then you are completely wrong. Is Yunyao's experience of two hundred years only to this extent?" The voice of the opponent came from a distance, with a smirk of grin.

With her sarcastic words, the shadow of the death knight's feet suddenly twisted, and another black Arthas rose from the boiling black water, and the blood-red eyes were filled with desperate ashes.

"Did you say it early? With your talent, it is absolutely impossible to be the master of Yunyao at the highest level. No matter how you struggle, there is always failure waiting at the end." The voice of the mirror was empty and sad, "Look at Let's be realistic, that only Roland with revenge in his eyes, and Roland, who is the only one who has survived you, can understand such powerful fighting skills, but you who can't believe that you are attached to strength. "

"You, for reasons of pursuing strength, don't really need to exist."

"Shut up." Arthas sneered in response to the shadow approaching him. "This kind of psychological trick is just a waste of time, hum ~!" He said, the sword in his hand pierced like lightning.

The suppressed black surrounding swept away, but the death knight suddenly found out that it was himself who penetrated this thunder ~!

Jingyun Jianyun's sharp long front was inserted from Alsace's chest, and his back was exposed. The dazzling blade with a dark red blood on the blade looked shocking.

"What ... how is this possible ..." The deceased whispered incredulously, the flame in his eyes trembling slightly, "what am I doing?"

Then, as if suddenly pulled away from strength, the proud death knight fell to the ground softly—a sword just damaged the spinal cord. Although the undead would not destroy it, the physiological-based control method made it The shell was immediately paralyzed.

"If the other four are not even as good as him, I think you can return to the same way." Lithercel replied lightly, looking at the loser's eyes cold and cruel. From the beginning of the battle until now, she doesn't even need to move even one step.

"Wait ~!" Roland stepped forward, and Frost's sword edged, "It's not over."

"Prayer is not phantom magic. It is not a force that can be easily resisted by strong will alone." The blonde elf looked at the opponent with a spur-like gesture with a smile. "However, it may be better to extend the battle for a longer time." The praying man said, a ray of light passed through the blue eyes.

The next moment, Roland was in a deep darkness that could not be seen through.

Hallucinations? Be patient, don't strike at will. The young man warned himself that Arthas was defeated just now, and he must not repeat the same mistake.

But the darkness began to fade away. They were not washed away at once, but flowed slowly and softly to the horizon like the ebb. At the same time, the soft light floating above the darkness gradually spread to the whole. space.

Eventually, the shrouded darkness completely dissipated, and the earth stretched out in front of Roland. Countless slender and smooth soft stems gracefully obliquely produce the solidified white crown, and gently swing their heads in the breeze. The junction of heaven and earth is hazy white, like a continuous wave.

Moon flower? The youth was a little surprised, but the inexplicable warm current made all the restlessness fade away quietly.

Then a gentle and familiar voice sounded behind him.

"You finally came."

Like a drop of water droplets in the tranquility of all things, this word stirred tens of thousands of ripples in Roland's heart, making the deepest soul trembling uncontrollably. The young man didn't understand why, but he knew it was the feeling of going home.

Roland lowered his sword and turned his head. The dream-like scene disappeared in a sudden, his gaze crossed his companions behind him, over the battlefield formed by rocks, and finally stayed in the high audience ---

There, a dark-haired young girl was staring at herself with curiosity. The moment the two eyes met, the time froze.

That's ~! ? Roland opened his mouth to shout something, but the words of the youth had not yet come out, and Richesell's hand knife had accurately struck his neck. Under the violent shock, the warrior facing away from the enemy was once again completely shrouded in endless darkness.

"It actually makes my prayer technique ineffective. Who is he?" The elf frowned, and looked at Roland unconscious from a close distance, not minding that the other three opponents were beside him. The opposite Oluha and Richard tried to fight back, but their eyes were muddled by the infiltrating power, and even the control of the body was taken away, as if frozen.

Only Falochide had room for action—the necklace on the girl's chest was making a slight noise at this moment, and a mist-like light was flowing in all directions. However, even with the guardianship of the "Long Distant Light", Faloxidai still couldn't complete this attack-Jingjing Sword Bauhinia betrayed the master at half the time, and could no longer draw even half an inch.

"It seems that there are more surprises today than expected ..." The legendary prayer man glanced at Falochide, and focused on Roland again. After a short while, her voice sounded again.

"Olin of Ishtoli ...?" Lithercill stood up, the imprisonment force was withdrawn at the same time without warning, and the three of them who had restored their freedom stepped back a few steps, but the praying man in the green clothes just laughed. Smiled.

"That's all for today, you can stay." The original cold tone finally brought a hint of warmth.

"Why, why?" The Lich breathed a sigh of relief, but had no plans to remain silent.

"Because the test is over. Olin still exists, it means that Ishtoli did not lie." Richer Sier explained briefly, then the front suddenly changed, "but this does not mean that you can Take the 'end' out of here. "She said, turning her eyes to where the young man was looking," Shifan, come here. "

Until then, the embarrassed visitor finally discovered that there was an uninvited audience on the arena. And when they saw the young girl slowly falling from the box, everyone's eyes could not help but freeze.

The short hair like the night sky and the bright eyes like jasper are like human figures carved from a mold by Jiu Yuan and Meng Liu. Whenever the girl stepped closer, the "long-distance light" on Falochide's neck would move once, as if jumping for joy as the owner returned.

"The" end "of Ishtoli."

Richard's murmured voice finally broke the silence, his voice trembling with uncontrollable trembling, and the cold flame in his eyes burst out with joy.

"Don't you wait in the tower?" The lord of Moonlight Island rebuked in tone.

"However, I always think this person is special," the girl's eyes still stayed on Roland, and she walked to the lying young man without anyone, leaned down and poked at his sleeping face with thin fingers, "so I want to come Take a look. "

"By the way, and that's also ..." She looked back suddenly as she remembered.

The next moment, accompanied by Shifan's silver bell-like voice, the jewelry on Falochide's neck suddenly flew out of her neckline, pulling the chain to hover in midair, ringing slightly, and flowing warmth all around Transparent light.

"So it is ..." Lithercill seemed to understand something and nodded with satisfaction.

"Familiar and familiar feeling, very similar to my book." The short-haired girl's beautiful eyes brushed the owner of the necklace. But the next moment, the girl's original look quickly turned into a clear disappointment, "Not the same, completely wrong ... wrong, that's not your thing." She shook her head, and the light in the teardrop-shaped pendant went out, Fall back to gravity again.

"If you look at it from the point of view of pedigree, it may be true. At least Falochide is completely out of touch with the" Old Lights "." Falochide replied lightly, carefully hanging the pendant, and then greeted it. The other person's sight, "But ... this necklace has inherited the wishes of many people, including mine."

"Sorry, I don't quite understand." Shi Fan looked at the other side in confusion, seeming to want to ask, but a clear applause interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Okay, let's go here for the time being. There is something to go into the tower, the arena is not suitable for chatting. Shifan, you take him to take care of it first." Lithercill said, taking it away The long sword was worn on Arthas's body, and the cold weapon was skillfully returned to the sheath.

"Well." The girl nodded, seeming to take it for granted.

A few strong winds suddenly formed in the stagnant air around, tangled and intertwined like long lines, and finally condensed into a translucent sika deer. Under the watchful eyes of the onlookers, Shi Fan whispered something about the manifestation of the power of the wind, summoned the beast, carefully lifted the eyes of the young man with closed eyes, and followed the master to the delicate lintel on the side of the arena. It soon disappeared around the corner.

"Then we too ..." Oluha tried to catch up, but another elf prayer present stopped her. Oluha hurriedly turned to look at the female swordsman for help, and the other person's eyes were also full of worry.

"Don't worry about Olin of Ishtoli, he will soon wake up." The tower's owner saw the girl's heart and smiled and answered, "Four of you, please follow me first." Lither Sear used his hands elegantly to make an inviting gesture, then moved to the other side.

"How, can you stand up?" Richard sighed, bending down to support his comrade in arms for many years, as if the other party didn't hear the query at all, but nodded arrogantly, then stood up in a crooked motion.

"... Damn, it turns out to be this way." Arthas stared at his stiff hands and groaned to himself.

"Even the warrior who mastered Yunyao, there was no counterattack power before this prayer, so don't pay special attention." Richesir led the team to the stairs without hesitation, and when he turned back, he saw the death knight. Poker face, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not going to comfort you, I'm just telling the truth."

"Well, what about Jagasy?" The loser asked coldly.

"He's different." The elf laughed indiscriminately, his eyes changing subtly.

"Because of the pair of gemstone pupils, can the emperor resist this illusion-like prayer?" Richard said with curiosity, "or that the creator of Yunyao is stronger than the knight of Ishtoli. firm?"

"My prayer is not something that can be countered only by the will." Lithercill said, turning her eyes to the human female swordsman. "No, let alone the will, even the amulet of the source" is also irresistible. ... Of course, the pressure on you may be less, but that doesn't mean much. "

"It does seem to be so." Faloxidai pressed her hand to her chest and replied wryly.

The emperor's lovers began to narrate themselves: "You should know that the power lost by the goddess in the world will be called the" son of the stars ", that is, the" origin "and the" end ". They can be born with the sea of ​​mind Communication can be the most outstanding prayer. "

"However, there is also a difference between the sons of the stars. The power of the 'origin' tends to assist-the death knight's ability to manipulate gravity is based on this, but the power of the 'end' is extremely destructive." The explainer glanced at the guests who belonged to his own family. "This Miss Oluha also understands the meaning of prayer, and she should know what the sika deer formed by the wind power means."

The named elf girl lowered her head: "Well ... that's something I can't reach."

"Ordinary prayer can only transform one's consciousness into the force that drives the sea of ​​mind, so what eventually forms appears to be ambiguous. Most of them are elementary attacks of a very wide range, such as floods, storms, or glaciers, regardless of their power , Their essence is the same. But the prayer of 'end' is not the same ... "Richer Silton paused," For Shi Fan, the feeling of the sea of ​​nun is very clear, when she drives the fourth realm When it comes to consciousness, it is equivalent to sculpting what you think in your mind. "

"The result is very accurate, just like art, isn't it?"

"In short, in this world, the power of the" end "can only be countered by the" end "itself." The other side's proud and proud tone concludes, "Jagasi always carries the amulet I gave him, so he can resist Lu Wei The "end of the silk" prayer. "

"Louis's" End "~ !? Except for the death knight who didn't care about it, the other three couldn't help shouting.

"Well, that's me, a son of the star abandoned by God." Lithercill's tone faded. "Perhaps because the power of the" end "is too strong, it will be rejected and maybe not. Fear My awakened Luvis tried to kill me with the help of a mortal hand. If it weren't for Jagasi, I would have been shot through my heart by the feathers of my kin. "

"And now ... in the age of Ishtoli, my star child identity has completely lost its meaning. To put it simply, it's 'expired'." That cold tone was like the cold wind of the northern kingdom.

The atmosphere was unknowingly mixed with depression and depression. Everyone clenched their lips and walked as if the endless stairs. After a long and incomparable minute, the destination finally appeared in front of everyone-a room Spacious and comfortable lounge. After the guests were seated in the room, the voice of the master of the tower resounded.

"To be honest, I am really envious and maybe a little jealous. At this moment the death knights are looking for the end of Ishtoli just like they are looking for a princess, and the connection between Olin and the Son of the Star is very delicate. . "

"But now Roland Streve has no memory. He relinquished the past with the power of Ishtoli and gained a new life ~ Moreover, the only lover of the Dark Eagle is long-term, and he cannot be to Shi Fan ... … "I still have time to think about it, Faloxidile's slightly retorted refutation blurted out, and the girl was still awake when talking about halfway.

How could ... why would I want to rush to deny everything she said? Faloxidil lowered her head and asked herself, trying to hide her long hair from the contradictory expression. In fact, it may not be bad to have some continuity with the end. If the current Roland can find the goal, then ...

But ... I don't want to ...

"Although it is not clear what happened to that young man, there is indeed a connection between him and Shi Fan." The other party explained slowly, "It was emphasized a long time ago that only the power of the" end "can resist .If it was not Shifan's unconscious shelter, that guy would never have exempted me from prayer. "

"However, if you are worried about love, you don't need to." Perceiving the feelings of the two girls, the emperor's lover's words revealed the thoughtfulness of the people.

"Why, why?" Faloxidai asked in a guilty conscience, two red blooms already flying on Orluha's face.

"She's not the girl you imagined. Shi Fan is different from the" source "adopted by the Capital of Stars, but also different from me in exile with the elves." Lithercil replied lightly.

"According to estimates, Shi Fan is about fourteen or five years old, and it was five years ago that I was adopted by her. She never mentioned it in her previous experience. No ... not so much as intentional avoidance. I gave up my memory. But what is certain is that Ishtoli ended up in this world, reached many people, and received a high degree of education. "

"This ... how is that possible?" Richard couldn't help shaking.

"Sure. At that time, the focus of the world was probably on the struggle between the goddesses, so I didn't notice the end existence. But Shi Fan learned a lot from the human world and became indifferent to protect himself." The Elf's tone couldn't be questioned. "If I weren't a prayer, I might have been killed by her the first time I met."

"What about now?" Faloxidai inquired carefully.

"Now?" Li Se smiled with happiness, "probably my adopted daughter."

If Jagas is here, is it true happiness? The sorrow flashed in the eyes of the praying man, but was immediately covered by the invisible darkness.

"But even so, she doesn't care about things other than Moonlight Island." The elf's words turned sharply. "In the five years I have lived with me, Shi Fan has basically spent his time on prayer and reading. . It is only a matter of time before she becomes the strongest prayer as the end of this world goddess. And for her, prayer is enough. "

"You undead are going to persuade her to leave the capital of the moon, and I don't want to interfere more." Lithercill stood up and said that the conversation was coming to an end. "But before that, I'm afraid the chaser must be resolved."