"Less Frost, that idiot has failed again?" There was not a trace of blood on his face with a typical aristocratic elegance. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Wearing a black jazz cloak, holding a crimson two-handed broadsword, blue and black armor glowing with black death, riding a skeletal war horse with two long white goat horns under his crotch, a terrifying figure appeared on the top of a small hill opposite the beach in the southeast.

Immediately, there were more figures similar to it.

They are the core of Arthas's command, the Death Knights, led by Baron Rivendell.

"A stormtrooper with an arcane golem as an arrowhead. Rivendell sneered, put on the iron gloves, and turned his head: "These are those hole cards with long ears, let's go, I want a cataclysmic victory for His Majesty the Lich King!"

Behind him, the death knights in black armor drew their snowy long swords, their sunken eyes glowing red, and they all responded in a deep voice: "The will of Inaozu." ”

They charged!

The seemingly thin skeleton war horse has agility and strength beyond mortal imagination. They carry heavy armor and a heavily armed knight, but they do ape-like movements.

Generally speaking, the beach battlefield that heavy knights will never like, in front of the skeleton war horse, is no different from flat ground.

The giant arcane golem that shook the earth with every step turned into a clumsy puppet in front of the Death Knight. The Death Knights flashed at high speed, using their dark magic and sophisticated weapons to quickly dismantle the war machines that the High Elves were proud of.

"In the name of the Holy Light—" It is clear that ordinary elven warriors or rangers have no power to resist in front of the Death Knights, and a detachment of Silver Hand Knights led by the high-ranking paladin Liadline is at the forefront.

This made Rivendell frown, but he smiled.

"Paladin! It's the fall of the paladin, it's interesting!" "The more devout the paladin, the stronger the degenerate." With Arthas' precedent, the Lich King spread the word within the Scourge that if the strongest paladins could be pulled into the water, the Scourge would also have the strongest Death Knights.

More than one undead set their sights on the Silver Seven Saints.

It's a pity that the seven paladins who are revered as the Seven Saints of Silver are not cats and dogs. In addition to Uther, who had already died in battle, and Tirio and Gavin Rad were still trapped in Karazhan, the remaining Berval, Reginald, Saidan and Tulayan were mostly commanders of one side, leading large armies in and out.

Further down are Mograini and Abidis, which are equally difficult to start.

Now, Rivendell has found a High Elf Paladin whose qualifications are not below the Silver Seven Saints in the slightest, and he is immediately overjoyed.

Silently, Rivendell's skeletal war horse, which was remembered by countless players in Du's world, began to accelerate.

That's an extreme speed.

What's even more incredible is that after accelerating to the extreme, Rivendell can unite as one, using the shadow of his own death knight to cover to the point of almost shuttling between shadows.

"Hammer of Wrath!" Stirring up the light in her body, Liadline blasted a high-speed Death Knight and his horse to pieces with a hammer.

However, just as she was using her old tricks and her new power was not born, Rivendell's scarlet two-handed longsword arrived.

It was an angle she would never have noticed, and a tenth of a second before standing in that position was her comrade, a male paladin with long blond hair. But the blade of the longsword avoided the male paladin's neck, passed through the hair on the back of his head, and pierced Liadeline's carotid artery.

[Holy Shield Technique]!

Liadeline, who is too late to dodge or block, directly wants to activate the paladin's life-saving skill. But she was a step slower, and in her field of vision, there were many illusions, all of which were terrifying existences with fangs and claws.

Apparently, she was attacked by a powerful warlock.

With the power of the Holy Light and the will far beyond mortals, the power of the [Fear Technique] was not too strong, and it only slightly affected her movements.

The master duel is only one line away.

Such a line is the difference between life and death.

Just as she was about to be stabbed, Liadline saw the being who had attacked her, the psychic dean Gardin, another powerful enemy who had been ranked in the Alliance, he was no longer a human, but a lich.

None of this seems to have anything to do with Liadrin, because she was dying, if not for a miracle......

Is that...... It was like an arrow of thunder that thundered down from above the nine heavens.

The first thing that arrived at the last moment was the dazzling purple thunder light, which was delayed for a second before the explosion that shook the ear drums.

"Bang!"

"Ryu—"

Double Shot!

But in no particular order, they hit targets from far and near at the same time.

Dean Garding dodged half with [Flash], but when the light flickered, he was directly hit, and a robe was half shattered, revealing a skeleton body with only ribs left.

Rivendell was also uncomfortable, one of the horns of the undead war horse was directly blown off, and the undead war horse, which could not withstand the destructive power, was blown up sideways, throwing Rivendell out.

"Sylvanas?" cried the knightess, in surprise.

The agile Death Knight didn't seem to be reconciled, and directly used a dark magic on Liadrin. But the female paladin came back to her senses and directly counteracted this move with holy light.

"Kill that Ranger first!" Gardin shouted, and Rivendell changed his aim, turning over and slashing at Sylvanas as she arrived.

Their choices are generally correct. Compared with the paladin, who has thick skin and flesh and will add blood by himself and drive an invincible Xiaoqiang, the ranger is too brittle.

If you change to an ordinary Ranger hero, the combined force of the Death Knight and the Mage is definitely a nightmare for the Ranger.

Rivendell ran over and stretched out his left hand, trying to pull Sylvanas over with the force of darkness. It's a pity that he failed magnificently.

According to Sylvanas' movements, his arm turned twelve times. In fact, the high-speed Sylvanas made a total of thirty-six high-speed changes of direction, and her speed was so fast that only a series of illusory afterimages remained behind her.

And every time it changes direction, three thunderbolt arrows shoot out. Two are for Gardin and Rivendell, and one for the Death Knight who is trying to get involved in this pinnacle duel.

These elite death knights are all strong with one enemy and one hundred strongmen.

It's a pity that in front of them is the stronger Sylvanas.

Gardin couldn't carry the twelfth arrow, and when the twentieth arrow began, his body began to be blasted by lightning, and the remaining sixteen arrows were more like whipping corpses.

Rivendell wasn't much better, he could split arrows that came his way, but he couldn't filter powerful lightning. By the time he recovered from the paralyzing effects of the lightning, he found that a bowstring as smooth as the moon had been stuck in his neck.

In the next moment, a fairly handsome head rose into the sky......