Death Knight - v3 Chapter 16

Mobadi did not hesitate to take the central breakthrough approach. The physical characteristics of the vampire allowed him to directly gain the speed of the spike without any run-up. The original Holy Cross Sword turned into a bright line in an instant, and shot at the target’s heart with the shadow-like blurred sword holder.

But the attack was suddenly extinguished just before the outbreak–a nearly transparent wall blocked the sharp spike from the front–that was a pair of transparent wings that stretched out from Richesir’s back. A feather is extremely sharp. The twinkling death wings reflected the dazzling light reflected by the sparks.

The glider belonging to the strongest praying man, the “solid wind”.

Except for the power of Kelina sapphire, the Holy Cross Sword itself cannot be compared with this pair of death wings of offense and defense, and the weapon gap between the two sides is quite obvious. But even so, there was no slightest relief in the eyes of the praying man. Also as the master of Yun Yao’s uprightness, Richesir has understood a long time ago-the sword is not terrible, the terrible one is the hand holding the sword and the person holding the sword.

To what extent did Mobadi Yunyao reach?

The emperor’s lover looked at the opponent seriously, with a light toe on his toes, walking lightly in the air. Looking from a distance, the elf still seemed to be standing firmly, but in fact she was floating a few inches above the ground. Although it is only a small distance, the speed in combat will cause a qualitative leap.

However, even with the aid of a flying gear to get rid of the constraints of gravity, even if tens of thousands of blades are flying in the wind of solid colors, the speed of the flesh cannot exceed the speed of the heart. The elf’s extended wings brought forth bursts of torrential silver light, but they were unable to break through the defense of the blood race. The ghostly figure of Mobadi is advancing freely in the layers of sword shadows. The heavy cross sword draws a circle after another, blocking all the attacks of the elves.

Then, Jian Feng suddenly brought up a little silver light, and inserted into the gap of millions of blades with extreme precision. The transparent wings twitched suddenly, and Richesell was forced out of the confrontation distance, and his wings swept up into the air. Blood kept dripping from her left shoulder, and the shade of red under the green clothes looked particularly dazzling.

“It’s really disappointing, and so is your Yunyao.” Mobadi waved the cross sword mockingly, but his eyes did not let go of the prey’s every move.

“Some things are always determined by destiny. I didn’t expect to master the master-level Yunyao.” Richesil answered indifferently, not paying attention to the wounds on his shoulders. Because of the physical separation, the undead do not feel tired and pain, so consciousness can be concentrated undisturbed. Compared with humans, this feature allows them to better grasp Yunyao. “

“But don’t forget, the undead …” The elf’s words suddenly became cold, “This talent is also your fatal weakness ~!” The voice did not fall, and a strong light burst out from the hands of the praying man.

The will of the prayer man can drive the waves in the sea of ​​thoughts, affect the spiritual realm, and eventually form material destruction in this world. Among them, the power of the four elements of earth, water, wind, and fire is the most frequent. As a manifestation of nature, the power of elements is enough to shake everything. However, the mystery of prayer does not only reach the spiritual realm, it can also reach the solitary realm, where the last two elements that make up this world exist.

Controls the two forces of life and death.

When the soul of the deceased falls into Erhai, the deepest part of the underworld, the power to break it down is called “dark power”, and when a new soul floats in Erhai to fly into this world, the power to create it is called ” Holy Power. ” The former is deadly to the living, while the latter is equally deadly to the undead. Anyone who wants to use the power of the underworld must get the help of the gods. However, as part of the deity itself, such steps are completely superfluous for the Son of the Star, and the goddess can easily use them at the end.

At this moment, the light gathered between the hands of Richesere is the manifestation of the power of the Holy. In the world, this light has a well-known loud name–

Holy Light.

“Sunwalker, the sun can’t destroy you, but the Holy Light can.” The elf who regained his initiative smiled. “Don’t you think it’s ironic? Although you don’t share the day with the death knight, you and them fear the same The power of life. “

The dazzling bright golden flame in the hands of the praying man spread quickly around him, flowing through the arms of the host like a stream of water, and stirred a circle of warm ripples on the pair of transparent wings, and finally condensed into a burning golden armor. The whole body of the elves is wrapped in the silhouette of the holy light movement, and the “solid wind” of the flying gear has also become a pair of wings of flames walking with the light flow.

If you have to describe it, Richesire at this moment must be the flaming angel in poetry and fantasy.

Looking intently at the beautiful shadow in the flames, even Mobuti’s expression tightened uncontrollably. The blood-red gemstone pupil shrank much more than before.

But before the opposing sides broke the balance, the people waiting in the corner of the arena took the lead to move. Holy light is deadly to the undead, but for humans with flesh and blood, not only is it not a threat, but it also eliminates the need to worry about injury. Seeing this, Zephylis did not hesitate to pull out the King Sword, and he was about to attack.

“Go back.” The cold voice forced the Nightingale to stop.

“But, teacher …” The girl very rarely wanted to refute. In addition to the sharpness of the soldiers in her pupils, there were also worries and anxieties hidden under the eyes.

“The other party can use both Holy Light and Twisted consciousness. This degree of attack is invalid.” Mobadi shook his head seriously, but then gave a relaxed smile. “Don’t worry, I will never be stopped Here. If even the end of Luvis’s defeat is impossible, then there is no need to face the end of Ishtoli. “

“… Yes.” After a long few seconds of struggling, the Nightingale finally lowered his head and retreated to the edge of the arena. But this time, the girl’s voice was resolutely abnormal, “Please be sure to win ~!”

“Of course.” The traitor once again slowly raised his sword, his sword rising to the sky. The blood-red pupils reflected sharp blades, with proud self-confidence.

“You really love her.” Richer Cyr was not eager to attack, and it wasn’t until the end of the conversation between the two that she raised her hand to gather the power of the light.

“Yeah, but … I’m not going to abandon the whole world for my daughter.” The other party answered coldly.

“It’s a sad consciousness. With this spirit of self-satisfaction, do you think you can be forgiven for betraying Jagassi?” That sentence made the elf kill in an instant, and the dynamic force of life was also mixed. Entering an indescribable sense of cruelty, “Let’s give it a try and see how you will be purified to ashes under the most pure sins!”

The next moment, dozens of gorgeous arc winds flew from the wings of the praying man, turning the whole arena into a sea of ​​light and fire.

Just as the distant lights cannot completely defend against the storm of light of Yossel, Karina’s sapphire cannot completely absorb the flow of light that overflows throughout the battlefield. Although the whole body was shrouded in pale blue imperial walls, the undead’s leather armor still hissed and began to smoke with the flesh inside. Mobadi finally tasted the pain he had long lost, the unforgettable pain of the soul being burned and devoured.

Shrouded by the torrential rain, his only option was to dodge all strength. Even if there were occasional opportunities for close combat, the blood race could only give up-under such a strong divine light, ordinary physical wounds were instantly It will heal, and if it can’t be fatal, the attack is meaningless.

The unknown and decisive moment must be created and grasped, and Mobadi’s brilliantly jeweled pupil made such a judgment without doubt.

However, it is also understood that Richesir does not intend to give the other party any chance. The power of the prayer man seemed endless. Every time her wings vibrated, a golden storm surged in the arena, and she ran over the target like a mountain. Under the turbulent impact, the ball-shaped protective layer protecting Mobadi began to flash half-bright and half-dark light, and it looked like a flat boat about to sink.

It can be over soon, this war that lasted for hundreds of years … A ruthless light flashed in the eyes of Blazing Angels. Now Richer Hir is hovering in the middle of the arena, and his prey is being forced to the edge by the surging tide of light. The towering walls behind him can no longer retreat. As long as the next wave of pressure is exerted, the opponent’s protective cover will collapse quickly, and that moment is when the soul of the undead is burned out.

Driven by the will of the praying man, the stream of fire of the light rushed over like a living beast. The huge impact hit Mobadi in the air. However, just as Richeseel was about to destroy Kaelina’s sapphire defense, the unsuccessful ending distracted the waiting elves in an instant.

“What ~ !?” The praying man’s exclaimed shout came with a hint of surprise, at the same time, the blood clan’s pupils passed incredibly sharp eyes.

Before being crushed into pieces by external forces, the layer of pale blue wall actually disappeared first! Not only that, even the sapphire inlaid on the cross sword faded in an instant ~! Suddenly, as if should be normal, the tip of the cross sword radiates a bit of glaring light, like the brightest cold star in the dark night sky-Mobadi abandoned the defense desperately, condensing all the power in the end On the edge of the cross sword.

Then he finally launched the only real attack since countless dodges. The blood of the sword of the blood clenched violently. Under the guidance of this power, the cross sword became the most profitable dart, cut through the turbulent waves, passed through the stagnant air, and instantly crossed the whole arena and shot directly at Liser. Sil’s heart.

The blade of the goddess’ final power is enough to destroy any material in this world, and the praying man can only dodge. At the very moment of death, Richesel and the rotating cross sword finally passed by, but the “solid wind” of the transparent device was easily cut. The elf’s right wing was immediately nailed to the wall by a cross sword.

The decisive moment has been created, and the next thing to do … is to grasp it ~! The jewel pupil of the godtrader burned with a blood-like red flame, shrouded in golden light, as if the fierce hungry wolf fangs on the prairie of the reckless sky.

Zephylis, who was quietly waiting, suddenly stepped forward, with a metallic luster in her hand—the girl threw the sword of the King against the waves of the Holy Light. The weapon stayed in the air for less than a second and was caught by another The strong hand held tightly.

Mobadi’s hand ~!

The next moment, Jewel Pupil drew two dazzling bright lines in the air. The ghostly figure of the blood race passed the rolling waves at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye, and the raging light could not even hit the afterimage behind him. Just a blink of an eye, the wind had swept across the arena, directed at the immovable prayers.

Really pick a time ~! Lithersill frowned. She was no longer able to use her conscious distortions-a continuous stream of distractions was coming from the cross sword that clasped her right wing, preventing the kind of prayer that required delicate skills. No matter how the holy light burns, Mobadi is still desperately rushing here, and now the only option is to fight with a close-bladed blade.

Although my Yunyao hasn’t reached the extreme … but Mobatti, don’t think that you can easily get it this way.

The elf’s mouth twisted a cold smile. At the moment when the opponent leaped high and slashed down from mid-air, the left wing gathered by the Blazing Angel suddenly rose against the roaring sword wind, bringing a ray of pure gold.

A large piece of red spattered his head, and it was not the warm blood of the living person, but the dark red dead blood of the undead. The striker of the praying man brought the “Dawn of the King” together with the arm holding it Shoulder cut off. But in the red rain, the eyes of the victor revealed incredible suspicion.

At the moment when this time froze, Mobadi’s gem pupil suddenly passed by a flash of light. Richeliere is familiar with the implications of this, because long ago, Jagasi on the battlefield often showed this expression-for memories, this is a nostalgic past; but for the enemy, this is It is a prophecy of despair and death.

In fact, what I long for is such a momentous moment. Mobadi’s blood-red eyes were whispering.

The traitor fell lightly to the prayer man.

The broken arm and the long sword stagnate in midair, the blood rain will not fall, the Holy Light can’t restrain the spread outward, and the sharp wings maintain a stretched posture. Even the eyes of Richesir holding Yun Yao upright can’t see the movement clearly .

The blood race finally broke through all defenses, and his iron fist was hitting the target’s fragile belly. The powerful impact force penetrated the elf’s soft body in an instant, causing the stone wall behind her to radiate deep cracks in all directions. Richer’s mouth suddenly burst out a thick blood, and as the consciousness gradually blurred, the body of the elf hanging on the opponent’s fist also fell to the ground.

“… Rest in peace, proud prayers.” Mobuti’s voice came over, as if it were on the other side of life and death.

Did it end like this?

A sharp smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Richel’s mouth, her vision gradually blurred, and eventually she fell into an unavoidable darkness. That’s good, I can finally get rid of the endless battle, get out of this cold and ruthless world, and return to the arms of Jagasi.

But there is one more thing that must be done before falling into eternal sleep.

“Teacher ~!” Zephylis shouted and ran over, carefully lifting Mobadi, who was kneeling down. The flesh of the victor’s broken arm is blurred, and Bai Sensen’s bones are protruding obliquely, but this scary wound will not cause much trouble to the undead. What really hurts the blood is the saint who is still raging in his body. Power of Light-Although the current of the Pentium of Light on the arena is rapidly fading, the power of life penetrating into the soul will not be extinguished, and the blood race has to continue the brutal battle.

“Sword …” He suddenly remembered something, spitting out the word while panting.

The nightingale immediately passed the holy cross sword. When the undead came into contact with Karina Sapphire, a round of blue light immediately wrapped around his body, breaking down the holy light that devoured the soul one by one. Witnessing the face of the person concerned gradually returned to blood, Zefeilis’ eyes finally relaxed.

“Are you all right?” The girl asked softly.

“Well, it’s finally over.” Mobadi sighed, and then put his right arm on the wound. The strong healing power of the vampire made the severed limb quickly reconnect with the body. “The biggest obstacle has been cleared. The next thing to do is to find the end of Ishtoli. She must be hiding in this tower …”

But this sentence was interrupted by a familiar voice.

“That’s it, Mobadi Singhwes.” Although the body with her eyes closed was cold, Richer’s words came from all directions, as if she had become one with the air. The power of the last amulet is really strong, but … if I pay for my life, even the strongest guardianship will be burned to ashes ~! “

“Oh no!” An angry look flashed in the blood’s eyes. “This guy is going to die with us ~!”

“I will never let you kill Shifan, absolutely.” The decisive words of the praying man were like violent winds that shook the whole arena and the towers above it.

“Zeffy, come to me.” The godtrap carried the girl into her arms, and then thrust the Holy Cross sword into the ground. Feeling the master’s resolute will, sapphire radiates countless bright rays, but just in a flash weaves a looming honeycomb-like force field around his body.

“Teacher … can you resist it?” The Nightingale raised his head and asked a little uneasily.

“Of course.” Mobadi’s voice restored his confidence. “Don’t forget, we are also betting on our lives here. Even the end of the goddess cannot stop mortals’ desire for freedom ~!”

No matter what kind of enemy is in front of me, I must also correct this world.

“Come ~!” Shi Fan’s whisper seemed clear on the noisy battlefield.

The condensed flame finally reached its limit, and the condensed light erupted in an instant, turning into a shock wave of mountains and rivers, screaming out from Melody’s mouth. The space was distorted in an instant, a huge sonic boom oppressed the entire battlefield, and the sky looked like a sea of ​​fire.

It is now ~!

Roland took a step forward and focused all the strength that his hands could bring on Frost’s front, facing the suffocated foe wind against the mountain. An ice-blue light sprayed out from the sword, cut the surrounding air, and rushed towards the burning sky, finally intercepting the white heat shock wave. The place where the flame and the light flow meet immediately becomes a vacuum. Even small dust is destroyed by terrible forces, broken into powder that cannot be seen by the naked eye, and then burned and burned by the high heat, and turned into a void.

A dazzling light more than the sun finally dispersed from the sky. After being defeated, the flames of the Sword of Prayer Spell penetrated into the rocks one after another, like a fire snake walking down and down the ground. After finding a weak breakthrough point, they swarmed out again. The entire battlefield suddenly became Volcanic communities, eruption of magma one after another. Whether it is a death knight or a human knight, at this moment they have given up the fight and tried their best to dodge left and right in this sea of ​​fire.

In the middle of the melted earth, Roland and Shifan successfully survived Melody’s strongest attack. But they didn’t have the chance to celebrate, because Yan Long’s mouth once again condensed a burning flame-the next shock wave was about to be completed.

Will this fellow’s power never run out … the youth’s tongue grows desperate bitterness.

It was originally thought that the energy blade that was just exerted as hard as possible could hurt Yan Long, or at least cut off the shock wave, but in fact its only role was to replace the defense enchantment. To make matters worse, the two of them can’t even defend now-Roland just feels the pain in his whole body burning up and down, and even the hands holding the hilt are trembling uncontrollably. Behind them, the girl holding her tightly is probably the same situation, because the youth can clearly detect the violent ups and downs of the other’s chest.

“The power of the Crimson King is not a level with us at all, and it will not be long for the target to continue to be supported here.” Roland calmly analyzed the situation, but in addition to helplessness or helplessness in the voice, “Can you summon the Fire Phoenix?”

“Can’t summon.” The girl shook her head, hugged the other subconsciously, and then added her voice. “But … you must not die here. If you admit defeat, everything will be over ~!”

“Well.” Roland nodded.

However, the chasm drawn by cruel reality is not an obstacle that mortals can overcome by their will. What should we do to get rid of the current predicament? What on earth is needed to complete a real attack? Even if only once! Even if you have to bet your life ~! The young man asked himself anxiously, but could not get the answer.

Perhaps the answer he and Shifan were struggling with at the moment did not exist.

The next moment, the battlefield suddenly became silent-a huge stepping sound from the beginning to the present suddenly disappeared. The mountain-like stone lion actually stopped moving and stood as rigid as it was.

“Li Se ~ !?” Shi Fan shouted in surprise. With the girl’s uneasy words, the pure golden light suddenly emerged from the void, gently covering her and the youth she was holding.

“It’s time to leave the nest, Shifan.” The light spirit of the elf sounded in his ears, like the breeze of spring, “I’m really sorry, but I can’t continue the agreement with you … So, I will send you out of the battlefield and away from the enemy with my last strength. “

“Wait, don’t leave me alone!” The brunette girl tore off her cold mask and struggled desperately, but her body was held in the air with Roland, and she couldn’t move.

“Although the time I spent with you was short, it was one of the best times in my long life. I really want to show you to Jagassi, that is my long-cherished hope.” Although It didn’t exist in front of her eyes, but the girl felt that her adoptive mother seemed to be shaking her head with a smile. “But now you must leave here and leave this land that has been burned by the flames.”

With the gentle words of the prayers, the sky above the battlefield suddenly burst into the clouds, and a ray of white light emerged from the center of the sun, like a thin and sharp blade, which instantly cut open the dull sky. The ever-increasing blade of light is spinning, spewing countless star dust, and gradually building a vortex-like crack. Through this huge wound, people can faintly see the silhouette of the White Rock Mountains in the sky.

“That’s … the channel ~!” Richard exclaimed incredulously.

“The road to this world has been opened.” Motidal shouted, and quickly turned his eyes to the still Shishi. “What happened? The leader …”

Under the gaze of thousands of pairs of persistent eyes, the pure golden light ball slowly lifted Shifan and Roland, broke free from the restraint of gravity, flew into the sky suddenly, and turned into a light spot in the gap. The tail flame trailing behind the ball of light is like dew drops dripping onto the water surface, making the scene reflected in the channel ripples layer after layer, and eventually the entire vortex is quickly hidden.

“Ah?” Melody Dick stared stunned as the rift disappeared from his eyes. “This … Hey, shouldn’t you ignore me gorgeously?”

But then, a subtle and dangerous threat from the tower diverted Yan Long’s attention. The crimson king narrowed his eyes and brushed the cruel flame in his pupils: “What kind of breath is Richersee … what day is today? So many enemies come to the door. Unfortunately, it seems that it has not been shot Maybe. “

That vampire is stronger and more useful than expected. Yan Long made a silent calculation in his heart. Since Mobuti’s goal is also the end of the goddess, let this lovely undead be used as cannon fodder … Of course, provided that he can survive the winds where the prayers destroy everything.

“Eun, as for me, there is only one step to go.” As if in response to the words of the flame master, the red vortex opened again at the zenith, but the end of this gap was filled with high temperature and light The fire spirit world, “No way, although very unwilling, but the avant-garde enemy of the terrorists is left to you guys who are not afraid of death. Bye ~!”

When Yanlong’s huge figure disappeared into the vortex, the earth began to tremble. A little bit of white light condensed from Shishi’s abdomen and gradually climbed to the top of the tower. The sunlight of the sky, the reflection of the blade, all the light around it suddenly faded as if absorbed, and the entire space suddenly tightened like a heart.

The fierce leader of the Ice Crown Knights and the calm commander of the undead army reached the tacit agreement, and the same word came out of their mouths.

“Escape ~!”

A dazzling fire chain blasted from the top of the Prayer’s Tower, drawing a golden trail in the vast sky. Then, the top of the sky suddenly burst into a gorgeous halo, like a bunch of flowers blooming openly. The colorful light shines through the battlefield covered with blood and magma, and everything reflected is turned into nothingness in the air.

This is the end force that can bring all the dust back to the earth and the earth, a flower of death that blooms on the earth at the cost of the life of Richesir.