Death Knight

The autumn wind drives the fallen leaves, and the ground surges, making rustling noises. The setting sun gliding towards the horizon glowed with dim colors, which not only cast a layer of silent tulle against the crimson method under the cloud, but also outlined the slim figure in front of the tall floor-to-ceiling window.

This is Daralla, the capital of the second largest country in the league, Elazia. It has solid walls, towering clouds, and countless trained soldiers and knights. However, even the overlookers feel nothing. To any sense of security or fighting spirit-everyone's expression is like saying "nothing matters", even the fierce battle reports on the front line can not affect their numb expression.

Have you noticed it? The fact that this country is about to collapse ... Dilicia stared at the distant landscape through the glass, thinking thoughtfully.

Wyndham, at the center of the vortex, had been deprived of command after the end of the battle, and now almost everyone in Alazia knows that he is now under house arrest in the palace.

It turned out that once the impact of unknown external forces, the seemingly unbreakable alliance system will be so shaken? How will the situation develop in the future? The horsewoman sighed and turned her eyes to the flag of the Paladin Knights, which was next to the banner of King Elazia.

What was Luvis thinking about? Or is God's will something that human wisdom cannot understand?

Even when acting on the will of the goddess, when the flags of the nations gathered on the field of Shura, dancing to defeat the same enemy, there were still fissures between them. Under the trend of interest, mortals who desire power are changing their intrigue—any means other than angering Luvith is possible—the Holy See is eager to establish greater authority by sanctioning Windham and annexes the whole Elazia, who made it part of the Papal State, strongly rejected the exchange request of the undead. The kings who did not want to be silent turned to support the great sage Kadar. Although the power of the magic capital was far below the spokesperson of God, the crisis-ridden secular authorities did not have much choice.

As the only survivor, Delicia regained her freedom due to the kindness of Ishtoli, but when she returned to the alliance, she felt completely uneasy-even rumors that Delicia was with the undead It was released after some agreement was reached-as the Dark Eagle said, the loser must always bear all the responsibilities.

Although all this was suppressed under the majesty of the Holy See, rumors were enough to embarrass Delicia, and her only option was to leave the Knights of the Holy Chain. At Kadar's suggestion, Delicia decided to move on to rebuilding the Knights of the Holy Sword. In the defense battle of the Flame City, the 80,000-strong group lost more than half of its fighters and irreplaceable commanders. Uther, now even Meissis, the deputy commander, has sacrificed violently, and the remnant army has become a headless earthworm. The only thing that can be done is to take charge of the defense of both King Elazia and the logistics supply line.

A knight without honor, and a knight without a leader, is this a perfect match? She thought and laughed.

If I am a chess piece, so are you. Roland's cold words at this moment seemed to be a sharp cone, breaking through the heavy defenses of the female knight's heart, and appearing in her mind as a brand.

As if I felt the cold bones in the north again, Dilisia was holding herself tightly with her arms in the warm sunshine.

"Sorry, can you bother me?" A sweet child interrupted the thoughts of the horsewoman.

"Yes ... Katori? What's wrong?" Delicia, who turned around, couldn't help asking when the familiar petite figure came into view.

The girl whose name was called didn't answer. The movement of bowing her head made Qi Er's short hair cover her hazy eyes, but at the moment, her beautiful face showed a sad expression totally incompatible with the ten-year-old child.

"Is something wrong?" The horsewoman bent down and asked softly again.

"I want to see how my father is doing, okay? Sister Delicia?" Suddenly, Catori raised her head and summoned the courage to finish her speech, but from the emerald green pupil, Reveal the fear that children can't hide.

"If it's Catoli, then of course there is no problem. Come, I'll take you there!" The Knight Knight nodded, holding each other's little hand, but the thoughtful eyes did not leave the girl in front of her.

The court's discipline gave her impeccable demeanor. Although she was not yet ten years old this year, her beautiful face and elegant temperament faintly revealed the shadow of Queen Elazia. The once powerful country is now on the brink of crisis. The wind of the invading Northland has frozen everything, and the regime is swaying like a trembling branch in the wind, but the coat of arms embroidered on her clothes is still free from fear Shows that noble identity-Catori Orland, daughter of Windham Orland-Princess of Elazia.

However, there are also some features that are completely out of line with the royal lineage of Elazia, which are reflected in the appearance of Catoli. As we all know, the beautiful queen has long pure gold hair and blue eyes like the ocean, but her child is completely different. The girl in front of Delicia had hair color like the night sky, and pupils as clear as emeralds-those belong to long-term hair and eyes.

The blood sacrifice left an indelible mark on the fate of the offspring of the subject.

"The guarded soldiers, and the paladins, they all said their father had fallen, and he was a bad person ..." As he walked, Catoli suddenly asked timidly, with a look of fear and sadness in his eyes. Really? Sister Delicia? "

"Katoli's father must be very considerate and considerate?"

"Well ... Since his mother died three years ago, he has always hurt me and often played with me. However, he always feels lonely, so Cattolic wants to spend more time with his father." Little Princess He lowered his head and replied softly, "Furthermore, people used to say that father was a good king. I don't believe how can father do bad things?

"But people who are nice to Catoli are not necessarily so good to others," Delicia said in a gentle and slow tone, but with a firm stance, "Wendam did to others It ’s too much. So even if Catoli feels gentle ... even so, it doesn't change the fact that he is a bad person. "

"Do you even say that, sister?" The girl with black hair stopped at last, and with the irresistible sobbing, tears poured out of those beautiful eyes without any warning, "but he is me Daddy ~! "

"Katoli?" Delicia quickly squatted down, staring at the glittering light in the other's eyes.

"Daddy, will he die? Will he be executed?" Choking interrupted Catoli's questioning from time to time. "Like other bad guys ... I'm so scared when I think of those ~!"

"I don't know what kind of punishment the Holy See will give." The knight sighed helplessly.

Catoli suddenly grabbed Delicia's corner of her clothing, her little hand clenched tightly and refused to loosen it, as if it was the life-saving straw of a drowning man: "Sister, please, please help my father He will never be a bad guy ~! I don't want him to die ~! "

But this time, the other person shook his head resolutely: "Sorry, Catoli. That's not something I can decide, not to mention Winddam is indeed deserved, and he cannot be pardoned."

The girl shook her hand in the corner of the clothing and opened it, as if touching a hot flame. The shadow of fear covered her pale face for a moment: "Did you always say the same to my best sister, Delicia? Why ... why is this so?" It seemed like a frightened deer, Ka Tori suddenly turned around and ran towards the other end of the corridor. "Everything is wrong, this world has changed!"

Am I talking too much? Yes, cruel reality is not suitable for a child who is not even ten years old. She should have a carefree world. But after losing her mother, I am afraid that Catoli, now her father, will also be lost. Where is that carefree destination? Looking at the petite figure that was gradually blurring, Delicia was lost in thought.

Yes, I must be too much. However, Wyndham is unforgivable, not even a consolation deception, which will only lead to false prejudices. Thinking of this, the knight's eyes suddenly passed a delicate wave. Somehow, Roland's smiling face emerged from the depths of memory at that moment.

Although the right to make the final decision does not belong to me, slowly telling Catoli the truth of the whole incident should also be my responsibility. Although she inherited the victim's blood before she was born, this girl is completely innocent, and I cannot let the flame of hatred or any dark seeds take the opportunity to enter her heart.

Absolutely not. Delicia secretly resolved.

"Master Delicia, please stay away." A guard ran over, followed by a breathless mage—from the coat of arms on the robe, he belonged to the Knights of the Holy Sword.

"Don't panic, tell me what happened?" The horsewoman who turned her thoughts to the person in front of her had an unknown omen.

"Fiana's mage came for help," the mage replied.

"You mean, the one in the middle of the three agricultural cities?" The Paladin's brows frowned immediately.

"Yes. We responded as quickly as possible-sending correspondents to the three cities of Fiana, Iss, and Crubes at the same time." The other voice was sharp and sharp, "It turned out that the southern city of Crubes was guarded. The army was completely destroyed, and the stored supplies were completely burnt out. When the correspondents rushed to Fiana with the transfer matrix, the death knights also completely destroyed the granary there. "

"How is this possible? You mean the death knight? Aren't they on the front line?" Delicia opened her eyes and asked blurted out.

"According to our speculation, it should be some kind of masterpiece of large-scale transfer of squares." The mage's face was more gloomy than before. "After all, the Lich's technology is much more advanced than the Alliance, that is an indisputable fact."

"It's not too late to discuss the technical issues later. Now that the death knight has begun to attack the supply line, we must immediately send troops to defend at all costs." Dilithia's voice quickly returned to peace and took the general in battle. Shi's unique ruthlessness, "How is Yis?"

"not yet……"

"Very well, I can roughly imagine their course of action. Issu must be the final goal of the undead. Do you want to interrupt the supply of the alliance? At the current speed of our army, it may not be able to reinforce in time, but there is a way ~ Immediately let the mage send the priests with the transfer square, and at the same time inform the sage Kadar, and ask the front line to send reinforcements as quickly as possible. We must not lose even Isth. "

"Yes, Lord Delicia ~! I'll execute the order now." The mage left in a hurry, and even had no time to return the gift.

Is it Roland again? When thinking of that name, Delicia suddenly felt a sense of injustice to face.

On the expansive Plain of Irazzesi, a neat triangular array is rubbing the ground at a very high speed. The riders silently manipulated the black mounts, like a group of predatory eagles. Instead of bringing up a trace of dust on the ground, they sprinkled a piece of cold hoarfrost.

They were death knights, a sharp blade that Richard had inserted into the Alliance's throat. .

Relying on the power of the large-scale transfer square, the death knights appeared in the center of the southern agricultural city of Crubes in an instant. The garrison immediately made a mess. Before they had time to organize a counterattack, the undead had controlled the entire situation-the mage was spiked by the pioneers who burst into the place without chanting the spell, and the deliberate fire caused by the autumn plain wind It quickly engulfed the supply resources throughout the city. After the hustle and bustle there was silence. When the most daring citizens shuddered and opened the window, the death knights had already left in the thick smoke.

After more than six hours, the predator's galloping figure and blood-stained sword appeared in Fiana, 300 kilometers away. Although this time it was necessary to attack from the front, only 5,000 defenders were not enough. Fear, the defense they erected and the ten-meter-high city wall were in vain, and soon, there was a cloud of smoke rising from Fiana.

Only the last one was left. According to the reported deployment of scouts, Isth's garrison is the weakest of the three cities, but ... I'm afraid that city will be the most difficult fortress to break. Roland thought silently, not minding the rapid retreat under the horseshoe, and Alsace's meaningful eyes beside him.

Fiana's mages should have issued an alarm, so there must be elites teleporting there waiting, will it be a fierce battle? Who will be there to meet Frost's enemies? The Death Knight thought with a ridicule.

"You have to cut off the supply of the other party. But, I really don't want to meet my former companion again, what should I do then?" Roland murmured the thoughts in her heart.

"If you think too much, you will grow old quickly, Master. Don't disappoint your handsome face. By the way, we are about to enter the battle." Arthas, laughing alongside each other, laughed at Roland. Before raising his face, he pointed his fingers forward, and on the horizon that was rapidly advancing in the vision of the undead, a black shadow was gradually expanding, and a solid and thick outline was soon revealed.

"It's coming, the last stop of the supply line, Iss." The aqua eyes stared at the city wall spreading out in front of them.

In the eyes of the battle-hardened death knights, the flaming warfare was instantly ignited, but the breath was cold and abnormal.

"Mom, I'm so scared," the little girl buried her head in the arms of her mother. "Will those monsters rush in?"

"No, there are a lot of knights here, nothing will happen, dear." Despite this answer, the middle-aged woman's face revealed a worried expression. When I heard the question that day, the crowds and soldiers with guns also looked away unnaturally.

No one can answer this question for sure. Even the thick walls of the Lord's Castle seem unable to withstand the arrival of the snow and wind in the north. Although it is only a little cold at present, it contains a distinctly strange breath and bursts of rhythm. As if announcing the approach of the undead, anxiety and fear grew quietly in people's hearts.

"Everything is ready, all the civilians have been placed in the Lord's Castle, the troops have been ambushed, Lord Amir." The voice of the commander sent the high-level mage Amir back to God, and he put away the lookout city. Sight of the head, nodded toward the other side.

"But, is it really okay to do that? Concentrate the main force in the temple, but not to protect the defenseless civilians ..." The elf girl opened his mouth a little hesitantly, looking anxiously at the castle in the distance.

"Please rest assured, I don't think there will be any problems," Amir answered the sudden question without hesitation. "From previous reports, the death knight disdains to kill civilians. And this time, they made it clear that they wanted to The strategic supplies were burned, so they will definitely be heading towards the temple. "

"Well, it's my mind. What's more," the other person's tone changed subtly for a moment. "Anyway, Roland won't become a cold-blooded killer ... it won't."

"In addition, there is one thing I want to declare in advance." The mage apparently didn't hear the other person whisper.

"what?"

"Although you represent Brainas and came to support the alliance at the request of Lord Kadal, we still hope that we have no choice but to ask you not to use that power." The voice of the other side became serious "On the one hand, this was the war of the Alliance, on the other hand ... Your Excellency should be very clear, the Holy See's attitude towards magic in the court has always been very exclusive."

"I see, please rest assured." The girl nodded slightly, as if she had expected the other party's request.

"Thank you very much for your kindness, Her Royal Highness Oluha." Amir bowed deeply.

"Huh, have these guys begun to ambush too?" Arthas shook his head, his brows already tangled together, "I hate cold arrows."

"The other party must have evacuated the civilians to the castle, which is exactly what I wanted." Roland's mood was completely opposite to the lieutenant around him. "But from the perspective of the deployment of troops, I am afraid the alliance intends to defend to the end."

From crossing the city wall to the present, the death knights have not encountered any resistance-this indicates that the opponent has abandoned the square and the city. But then, the streets in front of them criss-crossed into a maze, obviously a great place to set up an ambush. If the death knights try to break through, they are equivalent to getting into the trap themselves. If you choose to advance cautiously, the blitz will become a tug of war, and the situation will be even more unfavourable.

"There aren't many tactical options. This will be a fierce battle." He urged the horse to jump up the treetops, ride on the slender branches, and then steadily landed on the roof of a three-story building. . As the vision widened, the temples and the soldiers guarding it two streets all reflected into the eyes of the death knight. Under the influence of the sun, the statue of Luvis at the top of the temple folded his wings, and it was as peaceful as a deep sleep.

However, the next moment, the bright line that cut through the air broke the silence in an instant, and the arrows fell like raindrops, pounced on the still black figure. Returning to God, Roland hurriedly dodging by instinct, but even so, several silver arrows still penetrated the breastplate, and the death knight realized that his position was too prominent.

"This archery is not a human trick ..." Roland frowned subconsciously.

When he jumped down to the bird's eye view, the Knights marching on the street had become the target of sniping. Numerous dark arrows were coming from all directions, and from time to time, death knights covered with arrows fell from the nightmare.

The sharp arrows embedded in the body contained the power of Luvis, which made Roland feel stinging. When he pulled out the arrow, the exquisite workmanship showed everything-the attackers hiding in the dark were the elves from Brainus. Apparently, Iss, less than a hundred kilometers from the Mist Forest, had already been assisted by those superb hunters.

Behind any window may be hidden strong bows and swords.

Has it happened so quickly? Roland's heart sank, he didn't worry about these harassment from the elves-even if the archery is more accurate, the death knight will not be afraid of this level of attack, and the undead's strong recovery ability and heavy armor are enough to bear them- How could the torrent of steel be stopped before a spider-like obstacle?

What passed away is another thing. Now that the elves have decided to give up neutrality, where is ... where is she?

Where is Oluha as a Winger now? Are you watching yourself somewhere on the battlefield? Are you planning to use your own power to stop the cold current of the undead?

"Oluha, are you here?" Roland murmured softly, and a mist appeared in his eyes.

With the sudden sharp arrows of the archers of the elves, the street battle began in the city of Is.

At the moment, the human guards who cultivated in the temple finally swarmed out. Under the leadership of the Paladins, they shouted and rushed to the chaotic streets. Under the effect of the transfer square, the mage and the priest occupied several commanding heights around the area, and the light of the holy light burst out among the undead, melting the cold frost into scattered flying debris. Several leading death knights were immediately torn off of the horse, and after a few arrows were burned by the light, they immediately turned to ashes.

"Do not care about the others, keep the front line formation, as long as you can get out of the street is victory." Roland pulled out his big sword and pulled away the oncoming arrow feathers. "How can this be just ambush to such an extent? Death Knight ~! Your tactics are too underestimated. "

He sneered, took a red stone from his waist pocket, and threw it vigorously towards the roof of a building. At the moment of the collision, the stones exploded, and with the rising red light, the overflowing tongue of fire quickly put the entire house into flames.

This kind of thing is called the Orb of Reactivation. It is a special ignition item for Richard's assault force. Each death knight is equipped with several pieces. It was originally used to quickly burn the granary. Take the upper hand.

Although it had been expected that the other party would adopt the fire attack method and also made corresponding preparations, the looks of the mages could not be shaken uncontrollably—they finally found out that it was not a flame that could be extinguished by water magic— Countless sources of fire ignited almost simultaneously, and half of the city was suddenly in flames. The billowing black smoke obscured the sky, and the greedy tongue of fire was scorching hot, as if it were an apocalyptic sight.

The cold arrows of the elves ended, and under the pressure of the smoke, they could only give up their positions. The slender figures evacuated the houses one by one, avoiding the sharp edge of the undead and shrinking into the temple. And the death knights, who acted normally in the flames, let go of the killing, frantically slaying the staggering human soldiers. After the first round of clashes, only a few teams of Paladins in the league could escape.

"With so many ambushes laid out in advance, they still couldn't stop them, and the undead really was an unprecedented enemy." On the towering bell tower on the side of the temple, Amir was nervously looking down at the battlefield in front of him. The originally well-ordered streets have now completely collapsed, and the houses are like building blocks destroyed by children, falling down in a smoky manner, and those black tide waters are passing over the ruins and swarming towards the temple. The Alliance soldiers engulfed by this torrent of water were without exception, all cut to pieces.

"Because the number of troops is always too small? The Brainas' shooters and chanting methods cannot stop lightning attacks, and our front line is too weak." Alberta Shook his head.

As a personal guard of the Winger, this elegant elf was always careful on the battlefield to prevent Oluha from approaching any danger. This time he also decided to only allow the guardian to stay behind.

"Because the Alliance did not expect that the spirit of the undead would appear in this kind of place, Lord Alberta." Amir explained a little bit offensively. "But we have another line of defense, which is specially prepared for understaffed people. I I believe that this time will definitely delay more time, enough to support the arrival of reinforcements. "

"I hope so too," the elf answered indiscriminately.

"Do you want to fight against me at such a level?" With the cover of the smoke screen, Roland jumped up to the roof again, and the fierce sword wind swept over a mage's robe, but when the body divided into two halves fell from the air, The earth suddenly trembled. The huge figure blocking the sunlight gave out a beast-like roar, suddenly breaking into the sight of the death knight.

"Iron Golem?" Roland tightened the reflex reflectively.

The behemoth acted with agility that was not commensurate with his body. A death knight had no time to retreat and was immediately grabbed and clasped in his hands. Then, a magic fire burst out from the palm of the steel, and the struggling undead was immediately turned. For a puddle of mud-like residue.

"Hey, I see something interesting." Somehow, Arthas also appeared on the roof. "Do they think such toys can stop the death knight?"

"How many are there?"

"Three steel golems, ten flesh golems, and some mud golems. I have a proposal. How can anyone solve the steel golem first?" Alsace's red eyes glowed with wonder. .

"Okay," Roland replied unwillingly, then leaped on his horse, like a black sharp arrow, and shot at the huge copper wall. The gray-haired figure was as dexterous as a swallow, making the golem's attack over and over again. And whenever the black horse leaped over the giant's shoulder, the light of the great sword left a deep mark on the neck of the golem.

"Those death knights know how to fight. From the current situation, I don't think it can be postponed." Alberta stared at the death knight fighting with a single gun and a steel golem, and finally concluded, " Lord Amir, we have to use magic to stop them. There is no room left ~! "

The face of the human mage was suddenly covered with haze. After the silence, he finally sighed: "There is really no other choice now, so I can only ask the Lord Lord."

The elf nodded, but when he last looked at the situation, the undead face shrank Alberta's pupil sharply. "The death knight is ~ !?" The elf involuntarily exclaimed a low exclaim, "Is it Roland?"

While he closed his eyebrows tightly, he did not notice that the petite chanter beside him was following the swift and windy shadow with sad eyes.

Is there anyway I can't catch up with that figure? Oluha's lips were scarred with tightness.

Roland can only put a person in his heart. It used to be this way, now it is the same? What is he thinking now? Is he thinking of fighting for a long time? Can he still feel my presence? The girl closed her eyes and tried to make her mind disappear from her pupils, but the memories of the past echoed more and more in her mind.

I am different now than you were then. You changed me. You made me understand the meaning of strength and freedom, but ... Oluha thought sadly. Why did you leave like this?

If you keep waiting, when will you get the chance to meet you again?

"Actually, I don't want to fight at all, fight things like this ..." Oluha clenched the wooden staff in his hands and opened his eyes.

"You must use magic, Your Highness, those golems will soon collapse!" Alberta looked back heavily, and when he saw the vocalist's blank expression, he immediately understood everything, The elf's brow suddenly became deeper.

"His Royal Highness, don't think about things you shouldn't think about ~!" His words rebuked.

"What shouldn't be thought of?" To Alberta's surprise, the always easy-going Oluha ignited a rare fire. "And I can't use magic at all now, my heart is out of order ... Please don't go on, can you? "

"Is there something wrong with His Highness Oluha?" Amir was a little surprised.

"No, it's nothing, please wait ~!" Alberta replied briefly, blocking the chanter's confused eyes behind him.

"Look, His Highness Oluha, please calm down immediately!" The elf stared at the girl solemnly, while his powerful and warm hands rested on each other's shoulders.

"Alberta ~!"

"Please refrain from refuting it, Your Highness. I know this is difficult, but Roland is not the same as he used to be! More importantly, our goal now is not Roland, but the army of the undead ~!" For a moment, "Why Her Majesty sent us to support the alliance of human beings, in order to prevent those undead from invading our forest. If we can't stop them here, everything will be over ~!"

"Your Majesty the King ..."

"Even if it isn't for His Majesty the King, please think for your compatriots and Blaenas." The elf's eyes were silent, "And the innocent civilians here."

"..." Oluha finally lowered her head. "You're right, I understand."

"We are just defending ourselves," Alberta's tone slowed. "So, please try your best to fight, Your Highness? And me, even if I sacrifice my life, I will surely protect you ~!" Said the elf. Then, put the silver arrow on the string of the flashing bow.

The elf girl nodded expressionlessly, and closed her eyes again—but this time, not to look back, but to defeat the enemy—she opened her lips slightly, and the beautiful melody of the ancient elves slowly sounded.

When Oluha opened her eyes again, the impenetrable darkness replaced the blue sky. Everything around was silent, suffocating silence surrounded her, but the heartbeat confirmed her existence. The surface of the lake at your feet is as smooth as a mirror, while the one sleeping in that lake is the transparent city of Islam.

I didn't think I would come here again. This piece does not belong to the realm of the Three Realms. The girl, who was translucent, thought so, and sighed. Then she gradually concentrated her will, evoking the invisible but qualitative strength and material around her.

"The Lord of the Elements is summoned here by the void. When the light in my heart lights up, please respond to my eagerness ~! Lord of merciful waves, in your name, moisturize all things and clean the world Right ~! "

Feeling the complex mood of the prayers, the calm lake surface stirred the turbulent waves like an awakening at that moment. The towering water columns were twisted and twisted, and numerous water sprays were shot, and the entire void surging up, clamoring for the coming of great power. At the center of the translucent water vortex, an unpredictable shape is emerging.

"Please keep all disasters away from me, and I will be guarded by you whenever and wherever you are. The family members of water, flow up and roll over ~!" Oluha sang a song with great power, singing Spread all over the Quartet.

The whirlpool swept across the lake in a rhythm of prayer. The magnificent temple, the fortified castle, and the intricate streets are all contained in the crystal spray.

"There is still a steel golem ..." Although there was no blood on the sword, Roland waved it subconsciously. In the round of offense, no matter how strong the body can't support, eventually the head separates and becomes an immovable iron block. At the same time, Alsace solved the other one across.

"It's a shame, it's just a tie. But, isn't there a good toy left?" Arthas pointed to the last steel golem, and the giant, hard-skinned man held a thick beam on each hand. , Waving desperately to keep the death knights from advancing.

But Roland didn't have time to comment on the other's cynical attitude. The cold liquid that fell on his forehead distracted him: "Is this ... rain?"

His voice did not fall. The clear sky in autumn had been covered by the dark clouds. Numerous thick crystal lines connected the sky and the ground. With the sound of a bang, raindrops stirred up a thin layer of death on the armor of the death knight. Water splash.

The ordered human soldier was hurriedly retreating under the cover of the elven archer. And the death knights who lost their targets, all stopped at the moment because of strange celestial phenomena, all standing like statues. Only the ignorant golem is still roaring loudly against the sunless sky.

"Thunderstorm? The situation is weird, but I don't think it's like a magic trick." Arthas' tone was uncommonly confused.

"Indeed, this is not magic ..." Roland replied, and unpredictable unease surrounded him at that instant.