Death Knight

In the song of the winter breeze, Binghua danced tirelessly in the air, and the pleasant verdant green of the Alazea Plain faded rapidly, replaced by the northern scenery wrapped in silver. The snow accumulates more and more, absorbing sound and sunlight, making the world quiet and cold, but the flames of war underneath are still burning, as if to swallow everything in.

When supplies were cut off, the Alliance army had to retreat nearly 500 kilometers at a stretch, and morale fell into a doldrums—the soldiers lost their goals and could only crouch in the castle. Just then, the new prophecy of the goddess Louvis came again.

The listener received a clear warning in the dream, and that night he relied on the transfer of the square to the main station of the alliance. At this moment, in the camp of the general, the sage Kadar was talking to the other side alone.

"So, is this the goal of the undead, Lord Loren?" Kadal showed a slightly confused expression.

"Maybe, I can only answer this. After all, we don't know anything about the undead except fighting." The listener answered with a bitter smile, "I'm just a mortal, I can't see the true meaning of the prophecy. You should be very clear, Goddess Louvis has always only told us what to do, not why, and it doesn't help to dig deeper. "

"You're right." The sage was lost in thought, and his gaze moved across the table.

On the map of the continent, the listener has clearly marked the direction of the undead—Zhengxi. The long and twisty route painted by the striking red is like a thick python, the serpentine snake entangles above Elazia and Stogaard, while the snake head is hidden in the vast western hills. .

"Originally, the King's Hall assumed that the undead had invaded the alliance for expansion, and all strategic guidelines were based on this assumption," Kadar sighed. "But from the content of the prophecy, do they just want to cross the territory of the alliance, not Go and take it? "

"You have to ask the goddesses of the undead?" Loren smiled. "In my opinion, they seem to be opening a way to somewhere."

"So, what do we do now that we know each other's purpose?"

"Do you still need to ask? Quickly establish a defensive belt to prevent the undead army from further into the hinterland of the mainland." The listener gave instructions without a doubt.

"If we continue to fight, our army's casualties will continue to increase, and the alliance will fall into the mire of long war. Those undead who cannot understand the danger of war will not stop attacking at all, you should know. Kadal's eyes turned to Elders around.

"There is no way to do that, do you intend to negotiate with the undead, and ask them to change course?" Loren's tone gradually mixed with a sense of majesty and oppression. "And even if they do not aim for expansion, the other **** is already there. Challenging the authority of Lloyds. There can be no two gods in a world. This is an eternal truth. As a follower of Lloyds, sooner or later we must face the power of other believers. In the case of fighting, the odds are even greater. "

"Listener, please allow me to take the liberty to ask," Cadal thought for a moment, carefully choosing the vocabulary. "Is this just Pope Julian's interpretation of this prophecy?"

The listener stared at the other person for a while, and then replied solemnly: "This is the meaning of the goddess Louvis. In addition to the prophecy, the goddess also clearly stated that we, as believers, are required to stop the undead and destroy them."

"I see." Kadal fell slightly.

"If there is nothing else, I should go back, and the affairs within the Holy See are suddenly increasing now."

"Wait, Lord Loren, what should the people in the occupied territories do? Is that so?"

"As far as the report is concerned, the undead did not make acts such as massacres?" Lorenton paused, but his eyes slid aside involuntarily. "So there is no need to think about it at this time, we must set strategic goals. In the first place. After the death knight is completely defeated, it will naturally recover the occupied area. "

"To put it plainly, is the French King's Hall planning to abandon them?" The sage stared at the other with questioning eyes. "Also all followers of Luvis, why not get shelter at a critical moment?"

"God is not almighty. Some things are helpless." The listener's voice slowed down. "Zhu Lian once said that God and man need each other. Human beings have prosperity and strength because of God. God is It makes sense to say that human beings can influence the world. "

"Is that so ..." Kadal murmured to himself.

"We fight for Luves, we fight for ourselves. That is not fanaticism, but because the interests of God are our interests. I believe that Luves will never abandon her followers, so we just follow Just do it according to the will of God. "Loren patted the young man's shoulder gently, and showed a kind expression.

"Do your thing, Kadar."

"Yes, sir." Kadar bowed deeply.

Guided by prophecy, the generals of the alliance quickly formulated a new strategic plan, with 400,000 troops stationed in five cities, including the capital of Elazia, Daralla. Alliances with inside combat advantages can quickly mobilize support when the undead attacks any city. The geographical location of the city can facilitate the offensive and retreat of troops.

The defense line formed by the five cities is like a huge stabbing knife that cuts off the undead python without leaving a trace of flaws.

"The interest of those dwarves is really good ..." Looking at the scene above his head, Roland frowned and reached out to grab the long bow on the saddle.

Despite the heavy snowfall, the Griffins of the Storm did not stop the usual harassment battle. While the Alliance army retreated, the mage left a large number of magical illusion traps, and the dead souls often left behind because of this. Then, the person who placed the order would become the victim of the Storm Gryphon. Because the speed of the skeleton warriors could not be coordinated with the undead, Richard had to place them in a cart and be dragged forward by the ghouls. As a result, ghouls with reduced mobility became the target of the axe.

"Let the gargoyles deal with them," Richard suggested.

"In the daytime, the gargoyle has no advantage at all, and because of these big cars, the marching speed has been slowed down again." As usual, Alsace still analyzes without concern, "You don't think this Does the march plan make us passive? "

"According to the scouts' report, they have been on our way forward," Richard glanced at two colleagues around him. "Two of the five cities have a large supply of supplies and have insider operations. The advantage is that it can completely defend all the remaining areas of Elazia. "

"Louvis seems to have figured out our way forward." Roland was still staring at the sky, and the Storm Gryphon was fighting with the gargoyles at this moment.

"It's only a matter of time sooner or later, but we can't be stopped for that reason." The Lich calmly replied, "Soon the legion can reach the predetermined area, and we will build a new gathering tower there, and then Attack all five cities. "

"Well, Master, where is the first goal?" Alsace's eyes turned to Roland.

"Richard, I beg you that thing ..." The other party didn't answer immediately.

"It's already happening," the Lich's mouth raised slightly. "Relying on the inside line installed in the league, we can be sure that Windham is still under house arrest in Darranla's palace, and there is no tendency to shift. After all , Even from the standpoint of the Alliance, I am afraid no one will be willing to fight for him. And, there is another interesting thing. "

"what?"

"Wendam has a daughter called Catoli, and she is exactly ten years old this year." Richard paused deliberately and observed the expression on the other side. "It's completely different from the blonde and blue-eyed queen, she has a night sky Long hair and emerald eyes. "

"That is to say, she also has long-lasting blood in her body ... is the product of betrayal left over?" Roland's tone suddenly filled with cold and ruthless killing.

"Very well, now that the information is clear, we will attack Daralla." Although the death knight's tone was as plain as ever, the pupil of the water lit a cold flame.

As dusk approaches, the orange sunlight dyes the flying snowflakes into the color of dead leaves, and the entire Daralla is like a castle in a fairy tale, filled with a quiet and detailed atmosphere. However, under the beautiful scenery embellished by ice crystals, it was cold and ruthless. The news of the coming of the undead and the bad weather have reduced the activities of the citizens to a minimum, and even the soldiers who built the fortifications had to change shifts every hour to return to the warm and frozen limbs in the barracks.

Only the crimson magic circle, still standing in the city, stretched out the guardian's arms towards the grey sky.

The magic power in the air is flowing slowly. With the aid of a pre-planned engraving track, the magic text engraved on the tower weaves the power of the four major elements, forming a dense vein like a cobweb, bringing magic inside and outside the city. The power is completely isolated. Unless there is a powerful force that can match the crimson magic circle, no matter what kind of magic can not break through this invisible and qualitative barrier.

Thanks to this solid defense, Daralla's garrison can focus on the fortifications of the city wall, instead of setting up a counterattack force in the city to counter the large-scale transfer of the undead like the other four cities.

However, this defense has a fatal weakness: the mage in the city can't communicate with the outside world through the power of magic. If you want to use the transfer square, the only way is to get out of the city through the closed road, or take a good ride. Storm Griffin flew out of the crimson range. If the enemy comes in and controls these two paths, Dharala will lose the way to communicate with the outside world.

To this end, the sage Kadar specifically formulated a rule: at 8 am every day, a messenger from the neighboring city will be transferred to the Temple of Travel, a mile outside the city, until he returns at 4 pm. Once the messenger's activities were suspended, it meant that Dharalan was under siege.

"The scout reports that the mage has left," Richard said to his colleagues around him, "it's time we launched the attack, guys."

Roland and Arthas nodded silently. The atmosphere before the war was as quiet as usual, but the flames of the souls of the dead had quietly risen, accompanied by the whine sound of the snow and snow, and gradually wrapped everything around them. .

The city of Daralla under the sun has entered the hot sight of the death knights.

"The Alliance ’s force in Darranla is 65,000, plus the 40,000 fighters of the Paladin who are stationed here, for a total of 100,000 combat power. The strength of the two neighboring cities is 80,000 each. "If they come, we have no chance," the Lich explained. "Tomorrow we will kill the visitors of the Temple of Brigade. In such weather, it will take four days for the nearest reinforcements to arrive here. So, there are five days to attack. "

"Five days, I want to capture the city of the garrison with 100,000 troops ..." Arthas glanced at Roland. "Are you sure you are fine, Master?"

"I spent most of my life in this city," Roland replied indifferently. "Whether it's the streets of Daralla or the secret passages in the palace, I know everything, even if there are omissions, Richard German intelligence has also completed everything without any errors. "

"Do you want to say‘ must attack it this time? '”The opponent's mouth raised.

"Look there." Roland's fingers were toward the gate, and the burning pupils were wet instantly. "Muradin and Astaros died there. Even if there were hundreds of people in the Royal Knights who were ordered to hunt down, they also No flinching. "

"Ischutli once said that a long encounter with me was destined. And if they were, it would only be a coincidence. But these are not important. They are great fighters. Even if everything has been forgotten, but At least one person still remembers them. "Roland's voice trembled." Even if it's okay, I will never forget that without their sacrifice, Roland Streiff can't survive. "

So, let me come here as an Avenger and end everything ... no matter what will happen in the end, you must not look back now!

"That's why you have to attack it?" Arthas's eyes became serious. "Will this be your last fight?"

"Until my revenge is reached," Roland replied word by word, "nothing can be called 'last'."

"Hey, maybe there is a chance to duel. But don't worry, I will do my part this time." The flaming pupil is now radiating fiercely, "It will attack Darlan. , Roland. "

"It's about to start, guys, do your best to fight." The Lich nodded at the two.

The gargoyle of gargoyles shattered the silence of the city. When the storm griffins took off, they suddenly accelerated their flight speed, as if provocatively flying in an uncurved arc in front of the dwarves. But compared to the arrogance of the surface, this tactic is more cautious than imagined-every gargoyle is careful not to enter the attack range of the axe. Most of them gather around the dragon group, forming a huge overcast wind, Circling around the spire of the French formation in the high air. The undead white dragons that drove the air flow, every time they flapped their icy wings, they would make the cold wind in the north linger.

A thick layer of fog has been wrapped over Daranla, and with the arrival of the death knight, the frozen ground on the ground is rapidly advancing towards the foot of the city wall. Ugly ghouls, giant corpses, spider warriors bearing thorny carapace and weird shadows of the abyss, the army of undead surrounded from all sides. The overflowing coldness caused the soft snow to condense into a hard ice layer, and the breath of death dyed everything to a shocking black.

The deceased who gushed from the four directions of southeast, northwest, and south quickly surrounded the entire city. The distance between the undead and humans is so close, the soldiers on the high wall can even see the sharp teeth of the ghouls, and the venom dripping from the corners of the spider warriors.

"In the end, did you choose Dharalan?" Kadal sighed, looking down at the restless sight.

Will revenge make it so desperate? The knight with the flame in his eyes ... can it really be the will of Roland?

"They have rushed to such a close distance ~!" The soldiers talked and clenched their weapons subconsciously. "Is all the scouts outside the city ... killed?"

"In the presence of the death knight, humans with flesh and blood cannot hide themselves. However, even if they can hide the eyes of the Griffin patrol team and suddenly surround the city, it does not mean that they can attack," a Paladin said calmly "Compared with the 100,000 defenders here, their number does not have an advantage, and the alliance's reinforcements will soon arrive."

But the young knight's voice had not yet fallen, and waves rushed on the black ground beneath his feet. The rising and falling rays of light like ripples on the water surface kept expanding toward the surrounding area. Centered on the wave of magic, the pale white color mixed with dark blood stains spread out in all directions.

The Sword of the Undead Army-Skeleton Warrior.

The relatively slow-moving puppets are not suitable for sneaking at night, but far away two hundred miles away, the new gathering magic towers built by the liches make up for this shortcoming-the power of large-scale transfer of the square array is enough to save 40,000 bones Sent to the front line of the battlefield.

With the skeletons appearing in the positions, there were hundreds of machines for siege. The huge rushing car with sharp angles that stretched out seemed to be a monster with dancing teeth. In the face of this shocking formation, even the thick walls of Daralla are dwarfed.

The soldiers who witnessed it all tightened their hearts at that moment.

Will it be a fierce battle? Everyone thinks so.

"Are you going to make a desperate attack?" Kadar's voice went down. "But, for whatever reason, I won't let you step into the city, Roland ..."

"Don't worry, we can resist the undead." A warm voice rang beside him, Dilicia said with a smile, and gently held her lover's hand, "Fight together."

"Will you speak?" Arthas asked.

"If it is helpful to the siege, of course you need to preach." Roland replied slowly, but then, the thoughtful look was drowned by the icy flames in an instant.

The 8,000 knights of the Ice Crown Knights divided into four brigades, each commanding an army that surrounded the four sides. The most elite high-level death knights were arranged to attack the main entrance. At this moment, more than two thousand soldiers wearing silver armor and holding long halberds are posing in an aggressive posture towards human positions.

Under the icy body, a burning flame was burning; among the flying snowflakes, surging obsession was surging. The Sea of ​​Souls is tumbling waves, pushing the war of the death knights to the climax with unstoppable force. Even the dull humans, at this moment, feel a trace of irresistible under that oppressive will asphyxia.

Roland was racing in front of the neat and silent formation, and the flying cloak dragged behind him darker ink than the night. In all the fires of the soul, the glowing light from the aquatic pupils is always the brightest.

"Knights of Ishtoli ~!" Roland raised his halberd and shouted, and the tremor from the soul spread to every part of the battlefield.

"When we were alive, we lost our fate and the world left us. But now everything is different ~! Ishtoli has given us powerful power, and now we ourselves are the sharpest swords on the battlefield ~ Under the guidance of obsession, no one can stop our pace ~! "

"As long as the city in front of us can be destroyed, the power of Ishtoli will be closer to reality. For us, whether it is the pursuit of strength, the martyr of dreams, all wishes can be achieved ~ Ishtoli's will is our will! "Roland reviewed the warriors with sharp eyes.

The position was still shrouded in silence, but the waves in the eyes of the death knights became more turbulent.

"Very good! Then, take out all the power and let the weapons in your hands suffuse the blood of the enemy ~!" His words paused. "This time, as the head of the regiment, I will teach you the last time. Therefore, the land is where my wish is, as long as Dalanla is attacked ~! Can you do it ~ !? "

Persistent passers-by raised their halberds in their hands, their tips pointed to the white sky, and the cold light of the blades made everything around them pale and weak. And the silence like ice sculpture was also shattered by the eager shout of the death knight.

"Victory ~!"

"Victory ~!"

"Victory ~!"

The knights shouted, dazzling sparks bloomed in their eyes, and the sound of the halberd's collision seemed to be the roar of a raging wave.

"Come on! Let those who are living know the power of the death knight ~" Roland turned his horse and waved the weapon in his hand. Countless snowflakes fell into that mist of debris under that cut.

"Charging ~!" Accompanying the clear command, the undead army launched a total attack, and the black tide roared against the wall of Daralla and pressed it.

With their superiority, the human archer took the lead in launching the first offensive. A large intensive arrow rain smashed the wind and snow barrier and sprinkled on the ghoul group that rushed in front of the formation. The black blood splattered immediately. Under the sharp screaming bright line cutting, the undead who had lost his limbs had lost their power before they responded, and some were even nailed to the ground by arrows passing through the body.

However, the charge of the army did not cause any confusion, and the undead quickly launched a counterattack. The human has not yet wound the second arrow, and the skeleton archer who entered the predetermined position pulled the long bow in his hand. Two hundred kilometers away, the Jumu Tower is constantly exuding magical breath, and these puppets are drawing the energy they need from the source.

Relying on a steady stream of powerful power, the flow of skulls on the wall not only did not show any tendency, but instead easily penetrated the leather armor worn by the soldiers. When the rain of human arrows poured down, those skeleton warriors were unmoved, and the arrows could not harm them. Even if the powerful crossbow breaks its skeleton, the effect is very small-in the bone control Under the influence of this person, the broken bones will condense again, and become a fearless and tireless warrior again.

When the Alliance's forces found that the attack was invalid, they had to temporarily stop the offensive and replace the archers with trebuchets. When the third counterattack was launched, what was projected from the wall was no longer a bright line of metallic reflection, but a huge stone bomb. The large white areas were suddenly sunken into deep traces, and this time, completely smashed bones could no longer be reborn. And the Lich had to retreat the skeletons.

But relying on this short gap, the ghoul legion has rushed to the foot of the city wall. Daralla's tall vertical barrier couldn't stop the impact of the Kuroshio at all, and it was just a blink of an eye. The surging undead had climbed to half the height.

"Smash those undead ~!" The guards of the city roared loudly, and the soldiers immediately rolled off a large section of the log that had been prepared off the wall, while the sharpshooter on the side would quickly replenish a rocket. The heavy wood rolling along the edges of the city walls quickly burned-their surfaces had been heavily oiled before. Under that attack, the first few ghouls immediately broke their bodies and wailed and fell down. And carrying the log wrapped in flames, when it fell into the black ocean, it immediately stirred up a wave composed of stumps.

The tide of unknowing fear and pain did not shrink, still roaring toward the top of the wall. The second wave of heavy offensives by humans immediately began. The burning logs roared over the city walls again, but this time, they failed to stop the impact of the black tide-they were stopped halfway.

The war halberd in the hand of the death knight stopped the human counterattack. Using a team of five people, they intercepted the burning wood thrown from the top of the city and dragged them away from the onslaught of the army. It is completely unaffected by gravity, the light and light figure running on the city wall, and the incredible power, so that everyone who witnessed this scene stopped thinking at that moment, until the roar of the ghoul came to his ears.

Soon, the ugly face of the ghoul reflected in the eyes of the defenders, and the bitter cold that was different from the winter came.

"Will it be the same as it was then ..." A Paladin stared at the sight unconsciously, muttering to himself, his breastplate was clearly engraved with the emblem of the holy sword. The young knight immediately shook his head in a wake, then gave a loud command: "The bow and arrow team continue to shoot ~! Swordsman and Halberds, ready to fight hand-to-hand ~! Pay attention to save energy ~!"

When the light disappeared into the horizon, the melee in the city finally broke out.

The scene of the Flame City Rehearsal again, and the undead's offensive continued all night. The angry roar and sharp screams, mixed with the crisp sound of the sword collision, plunged the entire city into a panic.

However, even though the momentum swept the city, this time the war of attrition did not open a way for the undead. After several battles, the number of ghouls reduced by almost half, while the skeleton warriors created by magic could not climb the walls at all. On the contrary, the human guards numbered as many as 100,000, and they took turns to fight in batches, and successfully resisted the onslaught of the undead. Until the sun rose the next day, the Holy See's flag at the head of Daralla did not shake at all.

The heavy snowfall did not know when it had stopped. With the gradually bright sky, Delicia reached the commanding height and silently looked down at the sight in front of her. Continued attacks overnight left many ghouls seriously injured and unable to support them. At this moment, they were constantly withdrawing from the battlefield to rest, and their morning offensive was even weaker. The noise and agitation gradually subsided, and many soldiers even started to build new fortifications.

Judging from this situation, it is no problem to hold Darlan. The horsewoman thought so.

Suddenly, a huge fireball whistled past Dilisia's head. The pungent smell of the flames, mixed with the roar of the strong wind, once again stirred up the gradually settling chaos. That dazzling light was like a comet, dragging the burning long tail, plowing an ugly deep mark in the camp of human beings, and the soldiers in the rest had not even felt pain, and the **** of death had taken them away from this world. The second and third meteors came one after another, hitting the key to the city's supply line with the same accuracy. The blossoming flowers of red flames suddenly opened in front of Delicia.

Bloody chariot. Coordinated by ten powerful corpses, the huge machine throws giant incendiary bombs with fine iron as a skeleton. Although it had not yet been created when attacking the Citadel of Flames, Richard had already decided to use such things in the battle of the Citadel City. At this moment, the most powerful siege weapon of the undead finally spoke.

The death knights, who were originally cruising on the vertical walls, quickly assembled at the same time and launched an onslaught towards the defenders at the head of the city. The Paladins and elite troops immediately greeted them, and the battlefield at dawn dawned, and everything boiled again.

The wounds of the prey will never be given a chance to heal. This is the way of the battlefield of the undead.

"How could the loss be so serious !?" Overlooking the tragedy of the camp, Kadal's expression was so severe, "What about the three gates in the northwest and the southwest?"

"The undead there also launched a fierce attack, each with two giant trebuchets." The mage in charge responded, "The loss report has not yet come out, but it seems that the situation at the main entrance is the worst."

"Other attacks are just cover up, what they want to capture is the main entrance ~!" Dilicia judged, "There are six trebuchets here, and it is easy to judge that those death knights are the most elite troops. We must destroy these siege machines, otherwise we will only be beaten ... "

"But the Griffon of Storms doesn't have much combat power," Kadal replied, looking up, the gargoyles and the white dragons were fighting with the dwarven elite, hard stone wings, gray film, As well as brown wings, the intertwined colors have become a huge net covering the sky. From time to time, fuzzy figures fell straight from the air, causing a large swath of smoke to rise in the city. "Also, in the face of a large number of skeleton archers, the air force used to die in vain ..."

"Then, let me lead the commando, go out from the side door, and get rid of the catapults ~!" Delicia answered firmly.

"Dillicia ~!" Kadal sank his face. "You are so impulsive, it doesn't make any sense to do this! Going out of the gate, you can't go back to the city at all ~! We have to plan for a better one, Practical way to come. "

"Kadar," Dilysiah sighed, her voice down, "I know you're worried about me, but this is the only feasible way, you know? The undead siege machinery is too powerful, again If this continues, all the soldiers will die. Sorry, but I must fight. "

"Wait ~! Delicia ..." Kadar suddenly clenched his opponent's wrist, as if he was afraid he would suddenly disappear into the air. The sage looked at his lover's eyes with anxiety and helplessness, pale lips trembled slightly, but could not speak a word.

"Sorry, urgent news!" The rapid voice made both of them turn their heads at the same time, looking at the scene in front of them. The mage who came came as if he understood something. He immediately handed the scribbled paper to the sage, "I think the two adults should look at this before determining the tactics. The loss reports of the other three gate guards are, to be honest, the situation is very weird."

Compared with the main gate, the losses of the three south, west and north defense lines are much less. Although the huge fireballs of the undead are terrifying, they are mostly unable to hit the target. Only the trebuchet at the main entrance is extremely accurate ... If there is no difference in the machinery itself, why can only the troops in the main attack direction see everything?

Kadar frowned, thinking hard. The next moment, suddenly, as suddenly realized, he looked up and stared at the sky that became the hustle and bustle of the battlefield. The undead are struggling with the storm griffins, the roar of the white dragon, the whistle of the gargoyle, and the sound of the axe breaking through the air, everything seems chaotic and noisy.

However, Kadal found something, his eyes showed a happy look, and commanded the mage loudly: "Go and get Nord now ~! I have found a way to disintegrate the undead attack ~!"

According to the Sage's instructions, Nord is now leading a squad of Storm Griffins, carefully circumventing fierce battles everywhere and flying towards the higher sky. Their goal was there-the opposite of the full force attack of the undead forces, the figure slowly circling in the air. When the dwarves estimated the specific position according to their excellent eyesight, the twelve gryphon elites immediately and skillfully laid out the formation and swooped towards it.

As the distance draws closer, the outline of the target gradually becomes clearer. It is an undead dragon. Compared with those fighting below, his size is a full circle. The breath of death shrouded around it, and the surrounding air was also dyed a strange purple-black. The strange cold dragged a trail of frost behind the dragon, and the eyes overflowing with ice-blue flames would make all creatures close to him feel the fear involuntarily.

But even if the target is so dangerous, the crystal ball inlaid on the dragon's neck first attracted the dwarves' eyes.

Even Nord, who knows nothing about magic, can easily feel the agitation of magic. Whenever the purple flame inside the crystal ball shines, this feeling is particularly obvious, as if a certain creature has extended its snout tentacles outward.

It has the power to pass through the shield of the crimson circle, which can reflect the situation of Daralla and transmit the information to the other half of the crystal ball.

One of the twin purple inflammation stones.

And the guardian of this treasure is the late King of the White Dragon, Clafrigg.