"Bang"

The chapel's hard stone slabs were lifted by Tyrion's hands, revealing a rudimentary coffin buried underneath.

It was wooden, and there were some scriptures of the Holy Light engraved on it, and around the coffin, there were some shriveled petals, which was the funeral rite of the Church of the Holy Light, and it was clear that the Chaldean priest had not deceived Tyrion, and Rogge had indeed buried it with his own hands, and it seemed that he had put a lot of thought into it.

"Merciful Light, please accept the confession of your faithful."

The Chaldean priest knelt half-kneeling in front of the church scrolls, caressed the rosary with both hands, and whispered:

"I have committed an unpardonable sin, I have witnessed a murder but have not dared to expose it because of my cowardice, I have witnessed the death of innocent people but have not been able to administer justice because of my weakness."

"I succumb to violence, I succumb to my own weakness, I am guilty!"

This ritual of repentance was seen by Tyrion, and he shook his head disdainfully, there is probably no one in this world who knows better than him the nature of the so-called Holy Light, which is a cosmic phenomenon, in terms of its essence, it has no self-emotion, and it cannot distinguish between good and evil of believers, it just distributes its power to everyone who believes in the existence of the Holy Light and has a pure and firm heart.

Even the undead... As long as the heart is in the Light, it is not impossible to attain this power.

Tyrion doesn't hate the Light, its existence is the foundation of this universe, and what he really hates is a group of people who claim to be the embodiment of the Light, those tangram born in the brightest light have their own thoughts and emotions, they are not as just as the Light itself, and most importantly, those tangram creatures love to meddle.

"Bang"

The coffin in front of him was lifted by Tyrion, a strange smell filled the church, not an ordinary corpse smell, the Chaldean priest had followed Tulayan to learn the doctrine of the Light, and when he buried Roglio, he sprinkled holy water on the corpse to ensure that it would not be infected by evil and darkness.

And the holy water, this is a troublesome thing, as long as the holy water still exists in the corpse, the death energy cannot be born in the corpse, and there is no way to recruit it, but now 18 months have passed, and those holy waters have long since dissipated.

"It's pathetic..."

Tyrion looked at Roglio in the coffin and whispered, "It's all starting to rot... Can you endure such a body? Friends. ”

The Death Knight closed his eyes, he gathered the energy of death in the corpse in front of him, the freshly carved psychic circle was ignited, he could feel the unwillingness of the soul remaining in this corpse, the intense hatred and despair, stronger than the fluctuations when Celent and Luminas were awakened.

This means that Rogge was killed in extreme despair, and after such a soul is revived, it will become very manic, unable to control its own hatred, and at the same time, it is easy to get completely lost in the torture of death.

This worries Tyrion, he doesn't want his brother to be destroyed like this, he doesn't want to lose him again after he dies.

"Whew"

A cold wind blew in the chapel, and the souls that had been summoned back from the abyss of hell began to reunite with the corpse, Tyrion took a step back, beside him, after being summoned by the Holy Light, the Chaldean priest's mood stabilized a lot, he looked at the miserable corpse in front of him with a compassionate gaze, and he whispered:

"Mr. Rogge is brave, he came alone on a war horse in the dark night to ask for help."

"His injuries were very serious, and when I was called by Blackmore, I knew that he would have to be treated for a long time, but he didn't care about his physical condition at all, he just asked Blackmore to send troops to rescue his brother, and it should have been too late at that time... But Blackmore refused. ”

The priest sighed and made a prayer gesture of the Church of Light on his chest, and his voice became sad:

"Mr. Rogge's rebuke angered Blackmore, the tyrant of the castle ordered Captain Scarlock to take Mr. Rogge away, I know, it will be difficult for him to survive, Blackmore threatened me, I chose to submit like a coward, and when I returned to the church, Mr. Rogge was thrown into the dark, his neck was choked, I did not dare to say anything, I could only spend 3 days to bury him here secretly, I dare not tell anyone about it."

"Why did he kill Rogge?"

Tyrion was a little puzzled, and a somewhat puzzled voice sounded in the darkness: "Even if you refuse to support, there are many reasons to prevaricate, why kill a warrior so casually?" ”

The question silenced the Chaldean priest, and after a moment he whispered:

"Probably because you offended his majesty..."

"Majesty? Hehe. ”

Tyrion's fingers ran over the hilt of his sword:

"He'll soon be out of use of it."

"Huh"

Roglio's body sat up in the coffin suddenly, he subconsciously breathed, but the dead body was very repulsive to the behavior of this living person, he couldn't smell anything, the world in front of him turned pale, he raised his hands, he saw the arm that had begun to rot, and even the eerie white bones.

"I... I'm ..."

He was a little dazed, but the next moment, Tyrion walked up to Rog, he crouched down, looked at his brother who had been separated for 18 months, and whispered:

"You're dead, Rogge, and so am I... We're all dead, but we still have unfulfilled wishes, so I'm alive again... Are you okay? ”

Rog looked up at the familiar voice, and the blood-red light in his eyes made Tyrion's heart sink.

"I... Very good! ”

Roglio's voice is unusually ugly, this is because the vocal cords have become decayed, but this is not a big problem, as long as he can skillfully manipulate the death energy, in the repair of this energy, after a period of time, his body will be repaired by the death energy, of course, it will be a long time.

"I want revenge! Avenge me, for my brothers who should have survived, but are still dead! ”

The blood-red light in Roglio's eyes jumped even more violently, he rolled over and sat up from the coffin, the leather armor on his body still working, he searched left and right, but could not find a weapon, and at this moment, Tyrion shoved a long sword into his hand.

"Thank you! My brother Tyrion..."

A terrifying smile appeared on Rogge's hideous face, and he reached out and patted Tyrion on the shoulder:

"When I take revenge, no matter what you do, I will go with you! Just like before! ”

A voice like the cries of a hoarse night owl rang out in the darkness of the church, and Rog turned his head to look at the nervous Chaldean priest behind him, the blood-colored light in his eyes beating a little harder.

"Huh"

The sword was placed on the priest's neck, and the cold air made the Chaldean priest's body subconsciously take a step back, and he and Rogge's blood-red eyes looked at each other, and he whispered:

"I'm sorry for what happened to you, Mr. Rogge, but I can't stop it."

"Can't be stopped!"

Rogge let out a roar and interrupted the Chaldean apology: "You humans! Vile! Shameless! Damn it! ”

"Bang"

His sword was blocked by Tyrion with his handmail, and he looked at Rogorio, who had fallen into the rage of death, and said in a deep voice:

"Don't be consumed by hatred, Rogge! The real culprit is not him, and besides, he is still useful to us! ”

"Useful? Very good! ”

Rogge hesitated for a moment, then withdrew his sword and strode out of the church:

"What is useful is valuable! If you have something valuable, you should keep it and give it to me when he is worthless! ”

Tyrion shrugged, he glanced back at the frightened priest, and he whispered:

"You hear that, don't you? Try to make yourself worthy, pastor... This is the final piece of advice, go ahead, do what you have to do, and Celent and Luminas will cooperate with you! ”

He reached out and patted the Chaldean priest:

"Have fun, have a laugh! You're about to become the hero of the League... Don't be sad! ”

On the other side, in the center of the completely collapsed Dunhold Castle, the final battle is still going on, and in full armor, Major General Blackmore is armed with swords and shields, and his most elite troops are struggling to resist the endless tide of corpses and those difficult death knights, who must break through the blockade of these guys in order to escape from the deadly Dunhold Castle.

But frankly, it's hard!

"Bang"

The black battle axe slashed into the Major General's shield, the shield made by the Dwarven Master was cut into a hideous crack, and the crazy force forced the Major General to take several steps back before he could stand firmly, and his shield-holding left arm was already sore as if it was about to be broken.

In front of him, a tall orc was wearing black armor and a fully covered black helmet, and a huge amount of death energy gathered around his body, and every time the black spine battle axe engraved with runes was chopped, it would easily make death howl and take away a life.

Blackmore has chosen a good opponent for himself... It is no exaggeration to say that Glokush. The Black Hand, once the fierce Great Chieftain, he is the leading fighter of the Knights of the Darkblade, and he has returned to the body of an orc, and his understanding of the power of death has deepened, shaping him into a fighting machine through and through.

"Soldiers! Don't give up! ”

Wielding his sword, the major general cut off the heads of an undead soldier who pounced on him, loudly motivating the soldiers around him, he knew very well that he would not be able to break this death frenzy without enough soldiers to follow, and he had to ensure the soldiers' will to fight.

"Roar!"

The death knight in front of him let out a war cry and rushed up again with a tomahawk, and the major general gritted his teeth, propped up his shield with both hands, and took the blow hard, and when the tomahawk and the shield collided, the bones of his whole body were wrestling and screaming.

Blackmore can become a general, in addition to his scheming, his own bravery is also a very important factor, this is a powerful human warrior, unfortunately, he has encountered a stronger opponent.

"Bang Bang Bang"

The battle axe and shield kept colliding, and the major general took several steps back in a row, and when the attack of the death knight in front of him showed a hint of slowness, his body rushed forward, and the long sword in his hand pierced into the gap in the knight's armor in front of him with precision.

"Poof"

A stream of cold blood splashed in the air, and if it was a living orc on the other side, this blow could win him a chance to fight back or even kill, but unfortunately, it was a dead man in front of him.

Being pierced through the abdomen, it will not be painful at all, without a trace of hesitation, Glokush stepped forward with the long sword that pierced the abdomen, and the battle axe in his hand swung from the bottom up, knocking the shield raised by the major general in a hurry, and even the armor with him was cut with a bloody mark, and his whole body was thrown out.

"Bang"

Blackmore's body slammed into the ground in the night, and Glokush's axe left a hideous scar from his abdomen to his chest, almost breaking the Major General's defenses, and he struggled to get up, turning his head to see a dark figure rushing towards him from the other side.

"Blackmore! The dead have come to you for revenge! ”

"Your cowardice! Your conspiracy! Your tricks! You can't be saved! Suffer death! Disgusting crumbs! ”

"Bang"

Regardless of the defense, Rogrio slammed into the major general, knocking his body away again, he fell to the ground in embarrassment, his gorgeous helmet flew out, and just as he was about to get up, he suddenly saw little Thrall who appeared at the entrance of the castle, the little orc was escorting a little girl out of the castle, he was wearing gladiator's chain mail, carrying a battle axe and a round shield.

Thrall also saw the seriously injured General Blackmore, and he subconsciously rushed over to help, which made the dying general's eyes glow with a trace of warmth, but the next moment, maybe it was the mercy of the dying moment, or maybe he was unwilling to let his fate end here, the general stood up suddenly, and the scout blocked the crazy surprise attack of Rogrio with his empty fist.

"Run! Thrall! Come on! ”

"Leave me alone! To live, you must live! Don't forget my mission to become the leader of the orcs! You have to become the greatest hero! ”

"Blackmore will die today, but you will inherit my will! I know... Run! ”

"Poof"

Rogrio's sword pierced Blackmore's breastplate fiercely, and the brave major general seemed to have lost all his strength, his body slumped in the trembling of severe pain, and the ugly face of the dead man stared at Blackmore, and Rog's grim voice sounded in his ears.

"You don't deserve to die like a hero, you coward! Schemer! Murderer! ”

"The world won't remember you, Blackmore, no one will remember you! You will rot like a maggot in the darkness and death, I will watch you rot and I will enjoy your curse too! ”

"Phew"

Blackmore breathed hard, he looked at the dead face in front of him, he recognized the corpse in front of him, and he spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva disdainfully:

"You... Monster! ”

"Huh"

The blood-red light in Rogge's eyes throbbed violently, and the hilt of his sword flipped outward, shattering the pierced heart completely.

"You were the one who turned me into a monster! But whatever you want..."

"The revenge of the monster has begun..."