The final battle of the Knights of the Darkblade against the Peaks of Alanca began.

The time of the attack was chosen on a moonless night, with dark clouds covering the sky, not even the light of the stars, so that the earth was shrouded in the gauze of the night, it was a good time to infiltrate the battle, or the old old undead infantry like a sea of darkness and the walking corpses who had been temporarily awakened rushed to the Ankaraz crow's nest from all directions, and the crow's nest was silent, like a dead place.

But the Ravental Priests were calm, and behind them were hundreds of solemn and quiet high-ranking Raven Men, their bodies a little stiff, but their eyes shining with a sharp light that did not belong to this bad era.

"Boom"

At the moment when the first skeleton with a round shield with a bone knife walked into the crow's nest, a purple flame smashed on its body, destroying the fragile white bone body in an instant, and the flames lit up in the dark night were like a signal to start a war, and the next moment, those high-ranking crowmen rushed out of the crow's nest under the leadership of the leader, and the sudden wind howled at this moment.

"Huh"

The dark storm swept in, like sharp marks ploughed out of the ground, and among the flying bricks and stones, the necromantic infantry along the way were swept into it, and between the sharp blades, the bodies were sliced apart along with the weapons, and the skeletons were okay, and when the necromantic spirits with bodies were cut open, the stinky blood was scattered on the land, making the chaotic battlefield experience even worse.

It was a strange warrior who had hidden their bodies in the storm, they walked briskly, as if they were riding the wind, their bodies barely visible in the blurred figures, and the sharpness that shrouded those who had died was far from being comparable to the high-ranking crow men who had now become bandits.

"Tyrok! Tyrok! ”

The Fallen Ravens watched their necromantic spirits unleash their might, and they regained their courage after being frightened by the Death Knights, screaming and screaming a name, following the warriors who had been released from the Land of the Dead, pouring their hatred and anger on the dense necromantic infantry in front of them.

The shadow magic that the Fallen Ravens excelled at roaring through the Sea of Necrons, each combined blow taking the bodies of dozens of undead infantrymen, but in the face of the sheer number of Necromion, such an attack could not stop the tide of death from moving forward.

What's more, the fallen crows had no concept of formation, they rushed out in a hurry, but in less than 3 minutes, the crows who blindly rushed out were beaten back, and the dead spirits like the ocean moved forward silently, without saying a word in the process, which was so depressing that it was almost suffocating.

"Quack!"

A sharp hiss sounded in the darkness and spread throughout the Ankaraz Crow's Nest, as if the general had given a new order, and the high-ranking Raven warriors who were crisscrossing the Sea of Necrons waved their wings violently, and under the leadership of the mysterious leader, they flew into the air, forming a new encirclement around the Ankaraz Crow's Nest, and the power of the high-ranking Raven people to manipulate the wind was gathered together and deployed as a means of defense.

"Huhuhu"

The pillar of storm rolled up from the ground almost instantly formed a solid wall of wind, like wind blades lined up together, any necromantic infantry close to this wall would be chopped by the wind knife, and the fallen crows entrenched behind the wind wall, wantonly smashing dark magic on the top of the necromantic infantry, these fallen crows who were cornered, with the cooperation of those mysterious warriors, actually withstood the attack of the undead sea for a while.

And all of this was seen by the Lords of Death standing on the slopes of the distant mountains.

"Mr. Sarufar, what do you think of those high-ranking crowmen who suddenly appeared?"

Irel asked the silent Death Lord beside her, a hint of respect in her tone.

She had witnessed Sarufar's joining the Knights of the Darkblade, and the Draenei Death Knight felt the peace and questioning of the brave orc who was willing to die for his own glory before the Dark Gate.

Even if Irel maintained a strong dislike for all orcs, at least she really couldn't hate the real warrior in front of her.

"They carry the soul of a warrior in their bodies..."

Sarufar didn't show much emotion for this respect, he died in the world of Draenor, where there is no hell abyss, so his soul is also intact, and he did not refuse Tyrion's own soul call, as if he had fulfilled his promise and joined the Knights of the Darkblade.

But after his death, he became reticent, and it was basically difficult for anyone other than Glokush, who was also an orc, to communicate with him.

At this time, the orc overseers were wearing the black heavy armor of the Darkblade Knight, with some black rose carvings carved on the surface of the heavy armor, and unlike the living orcs who always bent over and stood up, the orc death knight had a straight waist and carried the spine battle axe he used to use behind his back.

This monstrous weapon was infused with some black steel and engraved with necromantic runes, and like its owner, it was given a new lease of life.

And under the full-covered horn helmet was a pair of indifferent dark blue eyes, and in the darkness, he looked at the raven warriors who were rolling up the storm, and he said with some hesitation:

"When I followed the tribe to attack Tongtian Peak, I saw such a warrior... They stood guard around the Raven Sun's High Priest, and fought to the death in the face of several times the orcs, the last elite legion of the Raven Clan, and now... Look at their posture when they slaughter, as strong as a violent wind, and as silent as a quiet wind when they walk. ”

"If this is the hole card of the fallen crowman, then it will be really difficult for us to capture this crow's nest, those weird souls, real warriors, are very difficult to deal with."

"Just like us?"

Irel asked with a frown, Sarufar nodded, and the next moment, the death knight drew his battle axe and strode forward:

"But there are too few of them! All you need to do is defeat the strongest soul among them..."

"Wait! Mr. Sarufar. ”

Irel hurriedly stopped the battle-spirited orcs, and she whispered, "We only need to control the battlefield this time, and the attack will be carried out by another legion." ”

"Another legion?"

Sarufar turned his head, a hint of doubt flashing in his blue eyes:

"The garrison of the Hellfire Peninsula?"

"No!"

As soon as Irel was about to answer, a sound similar to the cry of a storm sounded in the dark sky behind her, the kind of whistling noise, like thousands of birds flapping their wings across the sky, Sarufar also raised his head, in the dark sky, thousands of high-ranking crowmen flapped their wings and skimmed the sky, this dense black point of light almost filled most of the sky.

They held rune-carved wings in both hands, and were dressed in light armor dyed black, and the eyes of the birds shone with a dim, cold red light.

And around these sudden crowmen, there were dozens of huge ravens, and the heavy aura of death wrapped around the bodies of these giant beasts, and between their hard steel feathers, a black luster that belonged to the undead danced.

And in the forefront, above the head of the blue raven in armor, stood a heavily armed female raven, she wore a dull sun crown, held two dark gold slender wing blades at her waist, between the blue feathers flying in the wind, her eyes looked at the ground indifferently, the resurrected crow warriors arched behind her, in the howling wind, the last princess of the past, at this time like a queen who reigned in the sky.

"They'll be in charge of the offense!"

Irel turned back to Sarufar and said, "Flying Blade... Screamer. ”

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Queen Reich stood above her raven's head, looking at the nest of Ankaraz crows hidden in the dark forest, at the "compatriots" who were screaming in the darkness.

The feathers of the fallen ravens were dull and full of dark power, their bodies were twisted by the blood of the damned, their wings shrunk, their bodies became too fat to soar into the sky, and their noble souls were also turned gloomy and sneaky, ugly and crazy in the torment of darkness, which made people feel disgusted from the bottom of their hearts.

The entanglement of the three wilderness demigods of the Raven People forcibly tore apart the Raven Civilization in this cruel way, and after the fall of the Sacred Tongtian Peak, the Raven People had no future.

"Behold, the sins of the living creep in the dark earth, and trample the last glory of the raven men in the dirt..."

Queen Reich crossed her hands and pulled out the dark golden wingblade at her waist, her left hand was raised, like a command, and the death ravens flying behind her stopped in the sky in unison, and the next moment, the queen's wingblade pointed fiercely at the ground, and her hoarse scream spread through the dark sky.

"Unforgivable! Unforgivable! Unforgivable! The Spirit of Rukma is watching us..."

"Kill them all!"

"Quack Quack"

The death crows let out a cruel hiss, the souls that have come back from the dead have long been eager to destroy and kill, and the death energy in the body that has become "pure" again is channeled out, wrapped around the sharp wing blades, and the moment the necromantic runes are ignited, the dead crows who gathered their wings and roared into the ground from the sky like meteors set off a storm in an instant!

Shadows and frosty storms from the sky!

The sight of thousands of Death Ravens smashing into Ankaraz's nest at the same time was shocking, like a meteor swarm falling from the sky, the wind blades wrapped in the Raven Men wings easily sliced through the forest that shrouded the ground, and the forest around Ankaraz's Crow Nest had been completely razed after the aerial raid tactics that the Raven Guards were best at 600 years ago.

Even the earth was stained with a layer of white frost in the wind blades flying around, and in this cold night, the temperature plummeted again.

Although the Ravental Priests were unwilling to fail and manipulated the awakened Necromantic Warriors to fight back, the lowest Fallen Raven Men had lost their last hope and courage, and they could only scream and scatter in all directions in the face of the Raven Screamers with dark red eyes and frost storms wrapped around their bodies.

When the storm necromancers were recalled, the wall of wind that had hindered the advance of the necromantic infantry also collapsed, and after the screamers of the Knights of the Darkblade broke the defenses of the fallen ravens, the necromantic infantry rushed into the Ankaraz Raven's nest without hindrance and began to brutally strangle the recalcitrant Fallen Ravens.

The returning necromancers were held back in the air by the ravens of the Screamer Legion, and a brutal and deadly storm hunt began in the darkness.

"Bell, bell"

The crisp clatter of weapons echoed over the crow's nest, and Queen Rehy, who had just killed the three necromantic ravens, turned her head sharply, her arms crossed and retreated in the wind.

This is a standard aerial assassination!

The queen waved her wings to keep her balance, and across from her was the wingblade-wielding Death Raven, no different from the others, but Racy could feel an eerie familiarity.

"Who are you!"

Racy clenched the dark golden wingblade and questioned in the sky, and the death raven man opposite her didn't say a word, he just waved his left hand, and the winding storm whistled, and the next second, the wind blades staggered and slashed at Rahi, and the claw queen dodged as easily as a wind elf, and the wind blade grazed her body and slashed to the ground.

"Bang Bang Bang"

The thatched hut on the ground was shredded by the wind blade, plowing three furrows in the earth, and Recy's eyes narrowed, and she quickly set up her weapon, the cold light lit up before her eyes, breaking through the darkness, and the winged blade that slashed at her neck was blocked by her own weapon, and in the sparks, the Talon Queen was once again repulsed.

"Bell Bell Bell"

Two gusts of wind swept through the two mighty warriors, fighting back and forth in the air, and the crows on the ground could not even see their movements clearly, only the sparks that kept lighting up in the sky, which were the light between the collisions of weapons.

This kind of second-to-second lethal combat is extremely deadly, and the storm wrapped around the body will accelerate the Raven Man's attack to the extent that an ordinary person simply can't react, and in such a speed of extreme grabbing, he can only rely on his own fighting instinct to deal with it.

Queen Reich was the best Raven Hunter and Warrior of her time, but even so, in the face of this strange opponent, she could only choose passive defense under the fierce attack of the opponent, this is a stronger storm warrior than her.

"Poof"

The dark blades grazed Rahi's neck between the gaps, blue feathers mixed with blood flying in the air, and the Claw Queen quickly retreated, dodging her opponent's combo, her claw-like fingers reaching out and touching the blood on her neck.

Just a little bit, she will be beheaded by this strange crow man in front of her.

But that familiar feeling grew clearer in the battle, until a name popped into Lacey's mind when the iconic Decapitating Wind Blade was swung up.

"It's you! Tyrok, Lord of the Claws, you are the only one who can gather the storm on the blade so perfectly, and only you can wield such a perfect slash, and those bastards have summoned you back from the land of the dead... They're damn good! ”

The dark red energy of death wrapped around Reihy's injured neck, and she regained her grip on the slender wingblade, and a trace of pain flashed in her eyes as she looked at the silent crow man in front of her.

"It's hard to imagine what it was like for us to be together for 600 years, but I've always wanted to ask you when those Hagel priests kidnapped me, persecuted me, and fell helplessly to the cursed earth with my broken body... Where are you, powerful? ”

"My... Father! ”