The sky was gray, and the snowflakes were falling down like goose feathers. Two figures stood in the snow, facing each other quietly with their swords on edge.
The murderous intent was gradually gathering, and the air became oppressive. The falling snowflakes seemed to be unable to withstand the invisible confrontation between the two, and they had already become shattered in the air. At this moment—
Pipiru moved.
"Kill..." Pipiru's eyes were bloodshot, and he charged Ron while holding the one-handed sword tightly.
"assault-"
Pipilu's sword tip hangs down, with a huge shield in front of him, leaning forward, stepping out, like an arrow leaving the string, and rushing towards Ron quickly.
"bring it on-"
Ron was fearless, riding on the back of the skeleton warrior, with the bone gun in his hand, the tip of the gun was slightly raised, and similarly, charged towards Pipiru.
A black figure and a khaki figure collided violently.
"Boom..."
Where the two intersected, it exploded like a cannonball, and the two powerful forces collided with each other, creating violent sparks.
Time seemed to have stopped, and Ron and the captain stood motionless on the snow.
Finally, Pipiru moved, bleeding from his mouth, "You won—" After saying this, his body fell down with a slam.
"call-"
Ron let out a long breath and wiped the sweat from his brow.
"Finally won, this guy is not easy..."
He rubbed his tingling arm.
At this moment, a crisp voice came:
"Crack... crack... crack..."
I saw a figure slowly walking out from the woods, clapping hands, and said with a chuckle, "It's such a wonderful duel, so powerful, it really deserves to be an ancient necromancer..."
What came out was a young man with an extremely strange appearance. His age was definitely not more than twenty-two years old. He bowed deeply, "Please allow me to introduce myself, I am the Holy Son of the Holy See." —Guderian…”
"Guderian? I've heard this name before..." Ron turned around, his bone spear and shield were still in his hands, with a disdainful smile on his lips, "You came to catch me too?"
"No... no..." Guderian smiled slightly, "how can you use the word 'catch' when dealing with an ancient necromancer, you should use the word 'please'... I hope I can invite you to the holy capital of the Holy See, Hyjal." The mountain is a guest."
Ron sneered, "No matter what the word is, it's the same to me. I don't want to go to Mount Hyjal at all, and I don't want you to burn me as a heretic..."
Guderian smiled, "How could it be? Those waste-like necromancers who are regarded as heretics, and as the inheritor of the ancient necromancers, you can naturally enjoy the glory that the Holy See treats the nobles!"
Ron smiled coldly, "Your Excellency Guderian, you're talking so much nonsense, why don't you just take me back!"
Guderian's smile shrank, and he put on a cold expression, "So, are you rejecting my kindness?"
Ron just sneered.
Guderian nodded, "That's right, Necromancers are obsessed with obsession. They were fools a hundred thousand years ago, and they are still now..."
Ron's eyes narrowed, and his heart was full of vigilance. Guderian's strength was not so simple.
"Do you know what happened 100,000 years ago?"
At this time, Guderian had already taken out the two-handed sledgehammer from the interspatial bag, and said with a smile, "I not only know what happened 100,000 years ago, but also the continent of Omros, where undead magic prevails..."
"Come on, as long as you beat me, you will know everything you want to know..." Guderian raised the sledgehammer in his hands, and the sledgehammer emitted a holy light.
"Holy blessings..."
The armor on Guderian's body emitted a milky white light, and the light flashed. His body seemed to be coated with a layer of film, and the faint holy grudge flowed continuously on his body, and Guderian's defense was greatly increased.
"The Skeleton Warrior..."
There was a faint green light in Ron's eyes, and the skeleton warriors quickly gathered in front of him like a row of shield walls. He raised his head and uttered coldly:
"kill… "
The skeleton warriors uttered a shocking cry, like thousands of dead souls howling at the same time, which made people feel a little bit of trembling in the depths of their souls.
With an order in Ron's mind, the skeleton brave rushed towards Guderian like a ghost from hell.
"Sure enough, it's different from the necromancers I know. This kind of strength is not inferior to any magic in the mainland..."
The corner of Guderian's mouth rose slightly, "But with these things alone, it is impossible to defeat me..."
"I am Guderian, Holy Son of the Holy See, a once-in-a-million-year genius..."
A look of pride appeared on Guderian's face. He slowly raised the two-handed sledgehammer in his hand. The huge hammer in his hand emitted a strong white light, and smashed it hard against the ground.
"Crit attack..."
"boom-"
There was a loud bang, and a powerful force spread instantly. This force was so strong that even the surrounding ground trembled slightly. A large number of snowflakes fell, and a large number of cracks on the ground were densely covered like spider webs. Constantly spread.
The skeleton warrior was turned into ashes in an instant as if struck by lightning.
"what?"
Ron's heart was shocked. Under the opponent's heavy blow, all the skeleton warriors were wiped out. Even he could clearly feel the opponent's strength—it was impossible for him to match now.
In the depths of the dark forest, Dilin sat quietly on a rock with her arms around her knees, her eyes staring blankly at the front, her snow-white hair hanging down, in front of her, there was a small grave without a tombstone , not even a wooden sign, just a small mound, and she doesn't like extravagance.
Di Lin, who lost her grandma, felt as if the whole world had collapsed. She had been sitting here listlessly for several hours.
At this moment, there was a slight tremor in the dark forest.
The movement between the two of them was extremely loud, and Di Lin also felt it, and she raised her head.
"Someone is fighting, it seems... it is the direction of that human..."
"He?" A resolute figure flashed in Di Lin's mind, and she felt her heart beating violently, "Why? Why do I care about him so much?"
Ever since her grandma wanted her to marry this human named Ron, although she strongly refused, she had to admit that in the heart of this 17-year-old Warcraft girl, his brand had been quietly branded on her. .
"Hmph, I don't care about him." Di Lin pouted, "Who told that guy to call me a puppy..."
Di Lin's anger has not dissipated.
"But..." Di Lin stood up and thought to herself, "Maybe it's not him. There are people fighting, so it's better to go and see the excitement..."
She glanced at Tarolla's grave, and said softly, "Grandma, take care, Di Lin has gone..."
At this time, her body began to transform, a pure white force gradually enveloping her body like silk, and her body slowly squatted down, turning into a snow-white, beautiful, and agile little white wolf.
The little white wolf howled cheerfully, stretched out her four paws, and her body turned into a white phantom, running towards Ron.
…
On Ron's side, the battle was still going on, but his condition was extremely bad.
The two have fought many moves, but Ron has nothing to do with Guderian. The power of the paladin Guderian seems to be born to restrain the magic of the undead, and Ron feels a little restrained.
The skeleton hero was summoned, and in a blink of an eye, he was irradiated by the opponent's "Holy Light Technique", turning into a cloud of black mist and disappearing immediately.
"Senior paladin..."
Ron gritted his teeth and spit out such a sentence, his heart was like a frozen kiln. As a junior necromancer, he had no hope of winning against such a strong man.
After solving the skeleton hero, Guderian had a charming smile on his face, "Cute little guy, you are not my opponent, you should surrender obediently..."
As he spoke, he raised his two-handed sledgehammer and rushed forward.
"boom-"
Ron raised his bone shield to block it, but unfortunately, he couldn't stop it at all. The bone shield was shattered, and Ron was also shaken back a few steps. He opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, and the feet of the skeleton warrior under his crotch were deeply buried Go into the snow.
"Don't even think about..."
Being at a disadvantage, Ron was actually aroused with arrogance in his heart. He raised the bone spear in his hand and stabbed at Guderian.
The disadvantage of the two-handed sledgehammer is that its defensive ability is weaker, but Guderian is obviously not worried about this.
With a sound of "Dang-", Ron's bone spear pierced Guderian's bright armor, and he was shocked to find that he couldn't penetrate it.
"what?"
A flash of horror flashed in Ron's eyes. Guderian's strength was far beyond his estimate. Ron had seen someone with such strength before.
In an instant, a beautiful figure flashed in his mind, Silver Wing Pegasus Knight Char, and now it seems that the strength of this holy son Guderian is still higher than that of Char.
Paladins are different from knights. Paladins can exert powerful combat power without mounts, while knights need to cooperate with mounts, but they have one thing in common. They are all professions with extremely high defense.
A smirk appeared at the corner of Guderian's mouth, "It's useless, Ron, I have seen through your strength long ago, and your elementary strength cannot break through the defense of my senior knight..."
In fact, Guderian arrived early in the morning and has been ambush in the dark, in order to see through Ron's reality. Although he is extremely arrogant, he is not a brainless person.
"escape-"
A thought appeared in Ron's mind that the opponent was so powerful that he could not match his current strength. The only choice he could make was to escape, the farther the better.
"Skeleton Acceleration Technique..."
Ron cast a skeleton acceleration technique on the riding skeleton warrior. A faint blue light glowed on the skeleton warrior's body. Surrounded by the blue light, it became extremely light through its body.
The skeleton warrior turned and ran with Ron on his back, walking like the wind, and quickly left the battle.
"Hmph, I want to run, but there's no way..."
Guderian snorted coldly, held a sledgehammer in both hands, and chased after him.