Corpse Blast, one of the skills of the Death Knight of the Evil Specialization, destroys corpses on the battlefield to inflict an area attack and deadly plague on the opponent.

The effect of this poisonous skill is absolutely terrifying on the battlefield.

And the corpse used for the corpse explosion is also particular, the death power stored in the body of the soldier who has just died is scarce, this kind of energy that is completely different from life, it takes time to accumulate before it can fill the corpse, so after this corpse is detonated, the damage is minimal, at most it is used to infect the death knight with a variety of creepy epidemics.

But if the corpse that has been dead for a long time is detonated, the effect is very powerful, especially before Tyrion arrives, the dark rangers who have been resurrected by him have been almost defeated by the paladins, and in frontal combat, these warriors who tend to be agile are no match for the strong paladins in plate armor.

But when they were hacked to death, their death-laden corpses remained, becoming Tyrion's most terrifying weapon.

Maybe... That's how he designed it from the beginning.

After all, it was an operation to hunt paladins, and how could you win the final victory without paying a high price?

"Boom"

The power of a single corpse explosion was not great, but dozens of corpses exploded at the same time, and a huge and manic death energy roared across everything around, like a terrible magic storm, the trees around the battlefield were bulldozed, and the ground was blasted open a huge depression, like a real flesh bomb, and the effect of the explosion was extraordinary.

And in the midst of the flying flesh, Tyrion reached out and picked up the heavy sword on the ground, supporting his body, his eyes shining with exhaustion, detonating so many corpses at one time was also a heavy burden for him.

And the effect... He looked up, and of the dozen or so paladins besieging him, only two or three kittens remained, although they tried their best to protect themselves with the light as they exploded.

But the Holy Light also has strength, the Holy Light of the Archbishop and the Holy Light of the Junior Priest are definitely different, in a big explosion of this scale, those who can survive are the real elite of the Knights of the Silver Hand that have just been formed.

"Ahem"

A female paladin was half-kneeling on the ground, outside of her body, the holy light had become extremely faint, and her armor was covered with disgusting flesh and blood, her face was painful, and it was clear that she had also been injured in the big explosion just now.

And just when she raised her head with difficulty, she was greeted by Tyrion who was wearing black iron armor and had cold eyes, the elf death knight still retained his former handsomeness, but after death, this handsomeness was added a heavy haze, and the long gray-white hair was scattered over his shoulders, which looked like a strange beauty.

But the female paladin didn't want to appreciate this beauty at all, she struggled to stand up and wanted to fight back, but the war hammer she swung was easily knocked away by Tyrion, and the death knight's arm was clasped around her slender waist, pulling her towards her body, and the next moment, in the struggle of the female paladin, Tyrion kissed her neck in a strange intimate motion.

But this is not an ambiguous intimacy, but the last trace of tenderness in the arrival of a terrible death.

"Ahhh

The paladin let out an uncontrollable scream, the blood in her veins was absorbed by a terrible force and poured into Tyrion's mouth, this blood full of vitality, quickly filling the dead knight's body that had been depleted of death power, and at the same time satisfying the thirst for blood that rose from his heart.

Feeling the pain surging through her body and the flow of blood, the human female paladin struggled weaker and weaker, but just as she was about to fall into her near death, Tyrion let her go.

"Puff"

The female paladin, half of her blood had been sucked up, fell to the ground, her face withered, as if she had aged ten years alive.

"Hmm..."

Tyrion let out a comfortable moan, the corners of his mouth still stained with hideous blood, he reached out to wipe it away, and then looked at the female paladin at his feet, he crouched down and looked at her:

"Will you serve the dead with your undead body? Your blood is delicious..."

Faced with this temptation to live, a glimmer of longing for life flashed in the female paladin's eyes, but the next moment, when she saw her dead and wounded companions on the battlefield, a wave of anger filled her eyes.

"Phew"

She struggled to prop herself up and looked at Tyrion:

"Monster! Holy Light... The Light will purify you! ”

"It's a pity... Dead people like me have committed more sins in the last 10,000 years than you living people have committed in a single day..."

Tyrion wiped the bloody saliva from his face, and he stood up, gripping his sword with both hands, and then pressing down hard.

"Poof"

The frost-infused blade pierced the heart of the female paladin, nailing her to the ground, representing the withering of another warrior.

"Ahem... Ahem"

A difficult cough sounded behind Tyrion, and the Death Knight turned around to see Gavin Rad standing up from the ground, the mad light that had haunted his body had been shattered, and in the explosion, Tyrion controlled the power of death, inflicting a huge part of the damage on the Grand Knight.

But Rao was so, but he still couldn't defeat his light.

"Whew... Whew"

He breathed heavily, holding his heavy sword in both hands, and aimed the blade at Tyrion and Glokush, as well as the remaining 7 Dark Rangers, the situation turned around at this moment, he... He represented the Holy Light, surrounded by a terrifying icy darkness.

"Poof"

Tyrion drew his heavy sword from the corpse at his feet, and he looked at Gavinrad in front of him, a dark glint in his eyes:

"You really deserve to be the first great knight, and it makes sense for the Holy Light to choose you."

"Hah, you think... You think you can extinguish the Light? ”

Gavinrad's situation is not good, in the explosion just now, he tried his best to protect the other paladins, the thin light caused his defense to be no longer invincible, but with the ancient healing pact, his link with the holy light is far from being comparable to other paladins, when he put his left hand on the pact on his chest, another flash of holy light floated in his palm, and began to heal his body quickly.

"You... You're not like the other Death Knights! ”

Gavinrad's eyes were fixed on Tyrion and Glokush in front of him, and he said in a deep voice:

"Compared to them... You're the real trouble! ”

"I enjoy your compliments..."

Tyrion shook the heavy sword in his hand, and he looked at Gavinrad:

"But don't compare us to the crumbs... Defeating a horde of pathetic plate warlocks makes you so proud, and death is very unhappy about it... So, here we are! ”

"Your death will be the first stepping stone to our rise!"

"Ahem"

Gavinrad coughed, and the light surged through him again, staring at his opponent in front of him:

"So, you two... A true Death Knight, right? It's just the two of you! ”

"Bang"

The Great Knight's body was wrapped in scorching light, and the heavy sword in his hand shone like a pillar of fire at this moment, and with a serious injury, he once again launched an unyielding and decisive charge, just like what he did to those orcs when Stormwind fell 2 years ago.

It's a... A true warrior! Never fear, never retreat!

"Just purify you! Death Knight... will not rise! ”

"Holy Light... Don't go out!! ”

Seeing the imposing Great Knight rushing towards them, Tyrion shook his head regretfully, his right hand raised, as if plucking a melody, and an invisible attack swung in the air.

"It's a shame you've never fought a real Death Knight... You should heal your body first, not rush up recklessly. ”

"Bang Bang"

With two muffled sounds, Gavinrad's astonishing charge of holy light was abruptly interrupted by the extreme pain rolling in his body, his body curled up in pain, his figure staggered and stopped in place, struggling to support his body with the hilt of his sword, he opened his mouth, and a stream of boiling blood spurted out.

The blood epidemic exploded in his body, and combined with Sarein's ability to draw blood, it boiled one-third of his body's blood in an instant.

Death Knight Skill - Boiling Blood

"Bang"

Grokush didn't miss this opportunity, he stepped forward by mistake, and the heavy steel scepter in his hand smashed out from above, smashing Gavinrad's body to the ground, and the armor-piercing blade of the scepter tore through the Great Knight's sturdy armor, the blow almost completely breaking his defenses.

Gavinrad dodged Glokush's follow-up attack with great difficulty, and he was like a dying beast, still unwilling to give up the last hope, until Tyrion joined the battlefield with the runic sword, and the silent and deadly Dark Ranger who had drawn their bows.

"You still don't understand the horrors of the Death Knight... You don't have a chance anymore. Gavin Rad, my former comrade-in-arms... May you go all the way! ”

"Hugh... Don't! Don't want to defeat... Holy Light!! ”

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Ten minutes later, a limping Celent returned to the battlefield that had completely quieted, Tyrion rested against the trunk of a tree, and the silent Dark Ranger gathered the corpses of the battlefield, and there were originally 7 Dark Rangers, but now there were only 4 left.

Not far in front of them, Gavenrad was half-kneeling on the ground, and even when death came, he was still holding the heavy sword in his hand, and he died like a real paladin.

Grokush collapsed on the ground not far from Gavinrad, and the death knight's chest was slashed by the Holy Light with a completely torn scorching wound, leaving Glokush almost unaware of his life and death, and even Tyrion's body was covered with burns from the Light.

The first Great Knight was simply like a fierce beast, even if it was weakened to the extreme by Tyrion, in the final counterattack, it also brought unbearable losses to Tyrion's small group... Fortunately, he died in the end.

Tyrion drained almost all the blood in the body of this great knight before he could defeat him who was protected by the Holy Light, although he said it was stubborn, but in fact, Tyrion knew better than anyone that the paladins who relied on the Holy Light faith to fight were still much more powerful than the Death Knight who was severely crippled in the early stage of development.

And the Holy Light is the common belief of almost the entire human world, which also determines that the recruitment of paladins is bound to be much easier than that of death knights.

If he could, he would still avoid a head-on confrontation with the Paladins until his Death Knights really grew stronger... Or, after he has figured out how to corrupt the paladin, he will not really stand against the paladin.

"You let him run?"

Tyrion asked without looking up, a question that embarrassed Celant, and he whispered:

"I killed a griffon, a mad dwarf, and the mage was shot and stabbed by me, but he ran away... Unfortunately, I wasn't able to finish him out. ”

"Your first battle was a disappointment, Syrent!"

Tyrion stood up and stepped forward, carrying Glokush's almost torn body by Gavinrad behind his back, he looked back at Celant, a hint of hideousness flashed in his ice-blue eyes:

"You still have a chance to prove yourself, but you remember... I don't care what you think in your heart, in my Knights, there is no need for waste! ”

"I... I'll prove myself! ”

Celent gritted his teeth and said, but Tyrion was noncommittal, and he shrugged:

"Take the corpse of the great knight, since the mage has run away, the reinforcements of the human race are estimated to arrive soon, throw these corpses here, we should go!"

"By the way, take me to see the griffon's carcass, I think we might need a new batch of mounts."

On the other side, in the distant city of mages, Dalaran, in this city that has been established for thousands of years, mages have long formed a conventional order, and any teleportation magic that enters the city from the outside world will be channeled into the teleportation hall, and as a strategic location, there are always archmages here.

"Buzz"

The magic of the teleportation spell shattered, and the next moment, the young mage covered in blood rushed out of the teleportation light and fell into the clean teleportation hall in embarrassment, this scene shocked the mages who were guarding the portal, they rushed over to help the mage up, only to see the hideous wound on the young mage's abdomen.

The wound was frozen by some kind of force, and the blood from his wound had an abnormal boiling sensation.

"Who are you! Tell me your name! Who attacked you! ”

"I... Ronin... It's a Death Knight! Death Knight Attack... Hurry up and save... Go and save Gavinrad... Knight. ”

"Poof"