The autumn wind drives the fallen leaves, and the ground surges with waves, making a rustling sound. The setting sun that slid towards the horizon casts a dim yellow color, which not only casts a veil of silence on the crimson magic circle against the red clouds, but also outlines the slim figure in front of the tall floor-to-ceiling windows.
This is Dalanla, the capital of Alazea, the second largest country in the alliance. It has a solid city wall, a towering magic circle, and countless well-trained soldiers and knights stationed there. No sense of security or fighting spirit—everyone's expressions seemed to say "everything doesn't matter anymore", and even the fierce battle reports from the front could not affect their numb expressions.
Have you noticed it already? The fact that this country is about to collapse... Dilicia gazed at the distant scenery through the glass, thinking ecstatically.
Wendam, who was at the center of the vortex, had been stripped of his command right after the battle, and now almost everyone in Alazea knew that he was currently under house arrest in the palace.
It turns out that the seemingly unbreakable alliance system will be so shaken once it encounters the impact of external unknown forces? How will the situation develop in the future? The female knight sighed, and turned her gaze to the flag of the Knights of the Holy Sword, which was lined up next to the king's flag of Alazea.
What is Lewis thinking again? Or is God's will something beyond human intellect
Even if they are acting according to the will of the goddess, when the flags of various countries gather on the field of Shura and dance to defeat the same enemy, there is still a rift between them. Under the trend of interests, mortals who are eager for power are changing their tricks - except for angering Luvis, any other method is feasible - the Holy See is eager to establish greater authority by sanctioning Wendam, and annex the entire Ella Zeia, making it part of the Papal States, strongly rejected the undead's exchange request. The kings who were unwilling to be silent turned to support the great sage Kadar. Although the power of the magic capital was far below the spokesperson of the gods, the secular rulers with a deep sense of crisis did not have much choice.
As the only survivor, Dilicia regained her freedom thanks to Ishutori's kindness, but when she returned to the Alliance, she didn't feel at ease at all—it was even rumored that Dilicia made a deal with the undead. was released with some kind of agreement—as the Dark Eagle said, the loser always bears full responsibility.
Although all this was suppressed under the majesty of the Holy See, the gossip was enough to embarrass Dilicia, and her only choice was to leave the Knights in Chains. Under Kadar's suggestion, Dilicia decided to start rebuilding the Knights of the Holy Sword instead. In the defensive battle of the City of Flame, this 80,000-strong army lost more than half of its fighters and its irreplaceable leader Yu Searle, even the deputy head of the regiment, Maisis, has died heroically, and the remaining troops have become a headless earthworm. The only thing they can do is to be responsible for the defense of the Alazea King's Capital and the logistics supply line.
Knights who lost their honor, and knights who lost their leader, this is also a perfect match, right? She laughed out loud at the thought.
If I am a pawn, so are you. At this moment, Roland's cold words were like sharp cones, breaking through the heavy defenses in the female knight's heart, and appearing in her mind like a brand.
As if feeling the bone-chilling cold of the Northland again, Dilicia, who was bathed in the warm sunshine, hugged herself tightly with her arms.
"Excuse me, can I bother you?" A pleasant child's voice interrupted the female knight's thoughts.
"It's... Katoli? What's the matter?" When the familiar petite figure came into view, Dilicia who turned around couldn't help asking.
The girl whose name was called did not answer, and the movement of lowering her head caused her short hair to cover her hazy eyes, but at this moment, there was a sad expression on her delicate face that was completely incompatible with a ten-year-old child.
"What happened?" the female knight bent down and asked softly again.
"I want to see how my father is doing, can I? Sister Dilicia?" Katoli suddenly raised her head, mustering up the courage to finish her sentence at once, but from the emerald green pupils, It reveals the child's unconcealed worry.
"If it's Katoli, then of course there's no problem. Come on, I'll take you there~!" The female knight nodded and held her little hand, but her pensive eyes did not leave the girl in front of her.
The discipline of the court made her have an impeccable manner. Although she is not yet ten years old, her beautiful face and elegant temperament faintly reveal the shadow of Queen Alazea. The once powerful country is now on the verge of crisis. The invading wind of the North has frozen everything, and the regime is swaying like a trembling branch in the wind, but she still has no scruples in the coat of arms embroidered Showed the noble identity - Katoli Orlande, the daughter of Windam Orlande - the princess of Alazea.
However, there are also some features that are completely unrelated to the royal blood of Elazia, which are reflected in Katoli's appearance. We all know that the beautiful queen has long hair of pure gold and eyes as blue as the ocean, but her children are completely different. The girl in front of Dilicia had hair the same color as the night sky, and pupils as clear as emeralds—the hair and eyes that belonged to a long time ago.
The blood ritual left an indelible mark on the fate of the descendants of the subject.
"The soldiers guarding, and the paladins, they all said that my father has fallen and is a bad man..." As they walked, Katoli suddenly asked timidly, with a look of fear and sadness in her eyes, "Is that true? Is it? Sister Delicia?"
"Katoli's father must be very considerate and considerate?"
"Well... since my mother died three years ago, he has always loved me and often played with me. However, he always feels lonely, so Katoli also wants to spend more time with her father." The little princess said with a low voice. The head replied softly, "Besides, people used to say that father is a good king. I don't believe it, how could father do bad things
"However, people who are good to Catori don't necessarily treat others that well." Dilicia's tone was gentle and slow, but with a firm stance, "Windam did do good to others." So, even if Katoli feels gentle... Even so, it still can't change the fact that he is a bad person."
"Even sister, do you say that too?" The black-haired girl finally stopped, and with uncontrollable sobs, tears gushed out of her beautiful eyes in an instant without warning, "But he is my Dad~!"
"Catori?" Dilicia quickly squatted down, staring at the crystal light in the other's eyes that kept spinning.
"Dad, will he die? Will he be executed?" Choked up and interrupted Katoli's inquiry from time to time, "Just like other bad guys... I'm scared when I think of those~!"
"I don't know what kind of punishment the Holy See will give." The female knight sighed helplessly.
Katoli suddenly grabbed the corner of Dilicia's clothes with all her strength, and her little hands were tightly clenched, as if they were a life-saving straw for a drowning person: "Sister, I beg you, please help Dad. He will definitely not be a bad person~! I don't want him to die~!"
But this time, the other party shook his head resolutely: "I'm sorry, Katoli. That's not something I can decide. Besides, Wendam really deserved what he deserved, and he can't get a pardon."
The girl's hand holding the hem of the clothes bounced away, as if touching a hot flame. The shadow of fear covered her pale face in an instant: "Even my sister Dilicia, who has always been the best to me, said that? Why... how did this happen?" Like a frightened deer, Cato Li suddenly turned around and ran towards the other end of the corridor, "Everything is wrong, this world has changed~!"
Am I talking too much? That's right, the cruel reality is not suitable for a child who is not even ten years old, she should have a carefree world. But after losing her mother, the current Katori might also lose her father, so where is that carefree destination? Looking at the gradually blurred petite figure, Dilicia fell into deep thought.
Yes, I must have gone too far. But Wyndham is unforgivable, not even consolation deceit, which only brings false prejudice. Thinking of this, a subtle ripple flashed across the female knight's eyes. For some reason, Roland's smiling face emerged from the depths of his memory at that moment.
Although the right to make the final decision does not belong to me, it should be my responsibility to slowly tell Katoli the truth of the whole incident. Although she inherited the victim's blood before she was born, this girl is completely innocent, and I will not allow the flames of hatred or any dark seeds to enter her heart.
Absolutely not. Dilicia secretly made up her mind.
"Master Dilicia, please stay." A guard ran over, followed by a panting mage—judging from the coat of arms on his robe, he belonged to the Knights of the Holy Sword.
"Don't panic, tell me what happened?" The female knight turned her thoughts to the person in front of her with an ominous omen.
"The mage of Fianna came to ask for help." The mage replied.
"You mean, the one in the middle of the three agricultural cities?" The Paladin immediately frowned.
"That's right. We responded as quickly as possible—sending communicators to the three cities of Fiana, Iss, and Krubes at the same time," the other party's voice was urgent and sharp, "and found that the defenders of the southern city of Krubes It was completely wiped out, and the stored supplies were completely burned. And when the communicators rushed to Fianna with the transfer phalanx, the death knights had completely burned down the granary there."
"How is this possible? You mean the death knights? Aren't they on the front line?" Dilicia blurted out with her eyes wide open.
"According to our speculation, it should be a masterpiece of some kind of large-scale transfer of the phalanx." The mage's face became more gloomy than before. "After all, the technology of the Lich is much more advanced than that of the Alliance. That is an indisputable fact."
"It's not too late to discuss technical issues later. Since the death knights have already started attacking the supply line, we must immediately send troops to defend at all costs." Dilicia's voice quickly returned to calm, and she led the general in the battle With the characteristic coldness at the time, "How is Is's condition?"
"not yet… "
"Very good, I can roughly imagine their course of action. Yisi must be the last target of the undead, do you want to cut off the alliance's supplies? With the current speed of our army, it may not be possible to reinforce in time, but there is still a way~ Immediately let the mage use the transfer phalanx to send the priests there, and at the same time inform the sage Kadar of the situation here, and ask the front line to send reinforcements as quickly as possible. We must not lose even Yisi."
"Yes, Lord Dilicia~! I'm going to carry out the order right now." The mage left in a hurry, not even having time to return the salute.
Is it Roland again? When thinking of that name, Dilicia suddenly had a feeling that she couldn't face it with confidence.
On the vast Erazai plain, a neat triangular array is scraping the ground at a very high speed. The riders manipulated the black mounts without saying a word, like a flock of predatory eagles, instead of bringing up a trace of dust on the ground, they sprinkled pieces of icy hoarfrost.
They were death knights, a sharp blade that Richard had driven down the Alliance's throat. .
Relying on the power of the super-large transfer phalanx, the death knights appeared in the center of the southern agricultural city of Krubes in an instant. The defenders were in a mess, and before they had time to organize a counterattack, the undead had already controlled the entire situation—the mage was instantly killed by the vanguard who rushed in everywhere before he could recite the spell. It quickly devoured the supply resources all over the city. There was silence after the uproar, and when the most daring citizens trembled and opened a gap in the window, the death knights had already left in the billowing smoke.
More than six hours later, the galloping figure of the predator and the blood-stained long sword appeared in Fiyana, 300 kilometers away. Although this time it had to attack from the front, the garrison of only 5,000 men was not enough. Fearing, the defense they built and the ten-meter-high city wall were useless, and soon, puffs of thick smoke rose from the sky over Fiyana.
Only the last one remains. According to the troop configuration reported by the scouts, Yisi's defenders are the weakest of the three cities, but... I'm afraid that city will be the most difficult fortress to break through. Roland calculated silently, not paying attention to the scene of the horse's retreating rapidly and the meaningful eyes of Alsace beside him.
The mages of Fianna should have already sounded the alarm, so there must be elites waiting there, will it be another fierce battle? Who will be the enemy to meet Shuangwai there? The death knight thought to himself somewhat mockingly.
"It is necessary to cut off the opponent's supplies. But, I really don't want to meet my former companion again, what should I do then?" Roland murmured out the thoughts in his heart.
"Thinking too much will make you grow old quickly, Commander, don't let down your handsome face. By the way, we are about to enter the battle." Alsace, who was driving side by side, laughed loudly. Before raising his face, he pointed his fingers forward. On the horizon that was advancing rapidly in the vision of the undead, a black shadow was gradually expanding, and soon a solid and thick outline emerged.
"It's almost here, the last stop of the supply line, Yisi." The water-colored pupils stared at the city wall that was spread out in front of them.
The eyes of the battle-tested death knights suddenly ignited fierce fighting intent, but the aura they emitted was extremely cold.
"Mom, I'm so scared," the little girl buried her head in her mother's arms, "Will those monsters rush in?"
"No, there are a lot of knights here, it will be fine, dear." Even though she answered like this, the middle-aged woman showed a worried expression on her face. When he heard that day's sincere inquiry, the crowd and soldiers with guns crowded around him also looked away unnaturally.
No one can really answer this question. Even the thick walls of the lord's castle seem to be unable to withstand the arrival of the northern wind and snow. Although it is only slightly cold at the moment, it contains an obviously strange aura, bursts of rhythm As if announcing the approach of the undead, uneasiness and fear quietly grew in people's hearts.
"Everything is ready. All the civilians have been placed in the lord's castle, and the troops have been ambushed, Mr. Yamir." The voice of the orderly brought the high-ranking mage Yamir back to his senses, and he put away the Overlook City. Looking at the head, he nodded towards the other party.
"But, is it really good to do that? Concentrate the main force in the temple, but not protect those unarmed civilians..." The elf girl hesitated and looked at the distant castle worriedly.
"Please rest assured, I don't think there will be a problem," Yamir replied to the sudden question without hesitation, "From previous reports, the death knights disdain to massacre civilians. And this time, they made it clear that they wanted to Burn the strategic materials, so it will definitely come to the temple."
"Well, I was overthinking. What's more," the other party's tone changed subtly for a moment, "No matter what, Roland will not become a cold-blooded killer... definitely not."
"Also, there is one more thing I want to declare in advance." The mage obviously didn't hear the other party's whisper.
"What?"
"Although you are here to support the alliance at the request of Lord Kadar on behalf of Blainas, we still hope that it is not a last resort. Please don't use that kind of power." The other party's tone became serious, "On the one hand, this is a war of the alliance. On the other hand...Your Excellency should be very clear that the Holy See has always been very repulsive towards Li magic."
"I see, please don't worry." The girl nodded lightly, as if she had expected the other party's request.
"Thank you very much for your understanding, Your Highness Oluha." Yamir bowed deeply.
"Hmph, have these guys started to lay an ambush?" Alsace shook his head, his brows were already knit together, "I hate cold arrows."
"The other party must have evacuated the civilians to the castle, which is exactly what I want." Roland's mood was completely opposite to that of the adjutant around him. "But judging from the deployment of troops, I'm afraid the alliance is planning to defend to the end."
From crossing the city wall until now, the death knights have not encountered any resistance-this shows that the opponent has abandoned the square and the city. But then, the streets in front of them criss-crossed like a maze, which was obviously an excellent place to set up an ambush. If the death knights tried to force their way in, it would be equivalent to falling into a trap. If you choose to advance cautiously, the blitzkrieg will become a tug of war, and the situation will be even more unfavorable.
"There are not many tactical options, this will be a fierce battle." He urged his horse to jump up to the top of the tree, and the mount passed by on the slender branches, and then landed firmly on the roof of a three-story building . As the field of vision widened, the temple two streets away and the warriors guarding it were all reflected in the death knight's water-colored pupils. Under the sunlight, the statue of Luvis at the top of the temple folded its wings, and it was as peaceful as a deep sleep at the moment.
However, in the next instant, the bright line piercing the air broke the silence in an instant, and the arrows fell like raindrops, rushing towards the still black figure. Roland came back to his senses and hurriedly dodged by instinct, but even so, several silver arrows still pierced through the breastplate, and the death knight realized that his position was too conspicuous.
"This kind of archery is not a trick of humans..." Roland frowned subconsciously.
When he jumped down from the bird's-eye view point, the knights marching on the street had become the target of sniping. Countless back arrows were coming from all directions. From time to time, death knights covered in arrows fell from the nightmare.
The sharp arrow buried deep in the body contained the power of Luvis, which made Roland feel a tingling pain. And when he pulled out the arrow, the incomparably exquisite workmanship showed everything—the attackers hiding in the dark were elves from Brainas. Obviously, Yisi, who was less than a hundred kilometers away from the Misty Forest, had already received the assistance of those superb hunters.
Behind any window there might be a strong bow and sword hidden.
Has it happened so soon? Roland's heart sank, he wasn't worried about the harassment from the elves - no matter how accurate the archery was, the death knight would not be afraid of this level of attack, the powerful recovery ability and thick armor of the undead were enough to withstand them - steel How could the torrent be stopped before the barrier like spider's silk
The deceased thought of another thing. Now that the elves have decided to abandon neutrality, where is she
Where is Oluha, who is a chanter, now? Are you looking at yourself somewhere in this battlefield? Do you plan to use your own power to stop the cold current of the undead
"Oluha, are you here?" Roland whispered softly, a mist appeared in his eyes.
Accompanied by the sudden sharp arrows of the elf archers, the prelude to the street fighting began in the city of Iss.
The human defenders who were recharging their energy in the temple finally swarmed out at this moment, and under the leadership of the paladins, they rushed towards the chaotic streets with shouts. Under the action of the transfer phalanx, the mage and the priest together occupied a handful of commanding heights around them, and the light of the holy light suddenly exploded among the undead, melting the cold frost into scattered flying debris. Several leading death knights were immediately torn off their horses, and after being hit by several arrows, they were burned by the holy light and turned into ashes immediately.
"Don't worry about everything else, keep the arrow formation, as long as you can rush out of the street, you will be victorious." Roland drew out the big sword he was carrying, and pushed aside the oncoming arrow feathers, "How could it be possible to stop this level of ambush? Death knights~! Your tactics really underestimate the undead.”
He sneered, took out a red stone from his waist pocket, and threw it vigorously towards the roof of a building. At the moment of collision, the stone exploded, and with the rising red light, the overflowing flames quickly plunged the entire house into flames.
This kind of thing is called an active bead, and it is an ignition prop specially made by Richard for the assault troops. Each death knight is equipped with several pieces. It was originally only used to quickly burn the granary, but at this moment, it allows the undead to be able to fight. gain the upper hand.
Although they had already expected that the other party would attack with fire and had made corresponding preparations, the expressions of the mages still wavered uncontrollably—they finally discovered that it was not a flame that could be extinguished with water magic—the countless The fire was ignited almost at the same time, and half of the city was immediately engulfed in flames. The billowing black smoke covered the sky, and the greedy tongues of fire swayed scorching heat, as if it was the scene of the end of the world.
The cold arrows of the elves stopped, and under the pressure of the thick smoke, they could only give up their positions. The slender figures evacuated the houses one by one, and shrank into the temple avoiding the sharp edge of the undead. The death knights, who were acting normally in the flames, went on a killing spree, beheading the staggering human soldiers frantically. After the first round of confrontation, only a few teams of paladins assembled by the Alliance escaped.
"With so many ambushes arranged in advance, they still can't stop them. The undead are indeed an unprecedented enemy." On the towering bell tower on the side of the temple, Yamir was nervously looking down at the battlefield in front of him. The originally well-ordered streets have now completely collapsed, and the houses are like building blocks destroyed by children, mixed with black smoke and falling down in disorder, and those black tides are swarming over the ruins and towards the temple. Without exception, the Union soldiers swallowed by this torrent were all cut to pieces.
"Because the number of troops is always too small, isn't it? Blainas's shooters and the way of chanting spells alone can't stop lightning attacks, and the front of our defense line is too weak." Alberta shook his head.
As the Chanter's bodyguard, the elf with an elegant appearance is always careful on the battlefield to keep Aurha from any danger. This time he also decided to only allow the warded ones to stay behind.
"Because the alliance did not expect the elite of the undead to appear in such a place, Your Excellency Alberta." Yamir explained with some displeasure, "But we have another line of defense, which is specially prepared for the situation of insufficient manpower. I I believe this time it will be able to delay more time, enough to support the arrival of reinforcements."
"I hope so too." The elf replied nonchalantly.
"Do you want to fight against me just because of this level?" With the cover of the smoke screen, Roland jumped onto the roof again, and the stern sword wind brushed a mage's robe, but when the body that was divided into two halves fell from the air, The earth suddenly trembled. The huge figure that blocked the sun roared like a beast, and suddenly broke into the death knight's sight.
"Steel golem?" Roland reflexively tightened the reins.
The colossus moved with an agility that was not commensurate with its body. A death knight was caught and held tightly in its hand before it had time to retreat. Then, a burst of magic fire suddenly spewed out from the palm of the steel, immediately turning the struggling undead For a puddle of mud-like residue.
"Hey, I saw something interesting." At some point, Arthas also appeared on the roof, "Do they think such a toy can stop the death knight?"
"How many are there?"
"Three steel golems, ten flesh golems, and some clay golems. I have a suggestion, how about a competition who can get rid of the steel golems first?" Arthas's red eyes burst into a strange light .
"Okay." Roland replied noncommittally, and then jumped up on his horse, shooting at the huge iron wall like a sharp black arrow. The gray-haired figure was as dexterous as a swallow, making the golem's attacks miss again and again. And every time the black steed leaped onto the giant's shoulders, the light of the great sword would leave a deep mark on the golem's neck.
"Those death knights know how to fight. Judging from the current situation, I don't think we can delay any longer." Alberta stared intently at the death knight who was single-handedly fighting the steel golem, and finally concluded, " Your Excellency Yamir, we must use our magic to stop them, there is no room left~!"
The face of the human mage was suddenly covered with a layer of haze. After the silence, he finally sighed: "There is really no other choice now, so I can only ask Lord Chant."
The elf nodded, but when he looked at the battle situation for the last time, the handsome face of the undead caused Alberta's pupils to constrict violently, "Who is that death knight~!?" The elf involuntarily exclaimed in a low voice, "Is it Roland?"
While he was furrowing his brows tightly, he didn't notice that the petite singer beside him was following the swift shadow with sad eyes.
No matter what, I can't catch up with that figure? Oluha's lips lost their color due to tight pursing.
Roland can only let go of one person in his heart. It was like this before, and it is like this now, right? What is he thinking now? Is he thinking of fighting for Jiu Yuan? Can he still feel my presence? The girl closed her eyes, trying to let the thoughts in her heart disappear from her pupils, but the memories of the past echoed more and more strongly in her mind.
I am not the same now as I was then, you have changed me, you have made me understand the meaning of strength and freedom, but... Oluha thought sadly. Why are you leaving like this
If I keep waiting like this, when will I get the chance to meet you again
"Actually, I don't want to fight at all, things like fighting..." Oluha subconsciously clenched the wooden stick in her hand, and then opened her eyes.
"You must use the inner magic, Your Highness, those golems will collapse soon~!" Alberta turned around with a heavy expression, and when he saw the blank expression of the chant, he immediately understood everything, The elf's brows suddenly became more tangled.
"Your Highness, don't think about things you shouldn't think~!" There was reprimand in his words.
"What should I not think about?" Much to Alberta's surprise, Oluha, who has always been easy-going, got angry, "And now I can't use magic at all, my heart is already messed up... please Don't talk any more, can you?"
"Is His Highness Oluha feeling unwell?" Yamil was a little surprised.
"No, it's nothing, please wait~!" Alberta replied briefly, and blocked the chant's bewildered gaze behind her.
"Listen, Your Highness Oluha, please calm down immediately~!" The elf stared at the girl seriously, while his strong and warm hands rested on her shoulders.
"Alberta~!"
"Please don't argue anymore, Your Highness. I know it's difficult, but Roland is no longer what he used to be~! More importantly, our goal now is not Roland, but the army of undead~!" Albert paused After a pause, "Why did His Majesty the King send us to support the human alliance? It is to prevent those undead from invading our forest. If we can't stop them here, then everything will be over~!"
"His Majesty the King again..."
"Even if it's not for His Majesty, please think about it for your compatriots and Brainus." The elf's eyes were as quiet as water, "And the innocent civilians here."
"..." Oluha finally lowered her head, "You are right, I understand."
"We are only defending ourselves," Alberta's tone slowed down. "So, please try your best to fight, Your Highness? And I, even if I sacrifice my life, will definitely protect your safety~!" said the elf Then, put the silver arrow on the string of the flashing bow.
The elf girl nodded expressionlessly, and closed her eyes again—but this time, not to review the past, but to defeat the enemy—she lightly parted her vermilion lips, and the ancient elf language with beautiful melodies slowly sounded.
When Oluha opened her eyes again, impenetrable darkness replaced the blue sky. Everything around her was silent, a suffocating silence surrounded her, only the beating of her heart could confirm the existence of herself. The surface of the lake under his feet was as smooth as a mirror, and sleeping in the lake was Yisi City, which was as transparent as glazed glass.
Originally thought that I would never come here again, this area does not belong to any of the Three Realms. The translucent girl thought so and sighed. Then she began to gradually concentrate her will, summoning the invisible but tangible power and matter around her.
"The ruler of the elements is summoned here from the void. When the lamp in your heart is lit, please respond to my eagerness~! The benevolent king of waves, in your name, let all things be nourished and the world be cleansed Let's go~!"
Sensing the complicated mood of the praying person, the calm lake surface stirred up raging waves at that moment as if awakened. The jets of water soaring into the sky twisted together, shooting out countless sprays, and the entire void surged up, clamoring to welcome the arrival of huge power. And in the center of the translucent water vortex, an unpredictable shape is faintly emerging.
"Please keep all disasters away from me. No matter when and where, I am also protected by you. Familiars of water, flow and roll~!" Oluha sang a song with great power, singing spread all over the world.
The vortex suddenly swept across the entire lake in the rhythm of prayer. The magnificent temple, the fortified castle, and the intricate streets, everything has been accommodated in the crystal-like waves.
"There's another steel golem..." Although there was no blood on the sword, Roland swung it a few times subconsciously. After successive attacks, no matter how strong the body was, it couldn't support it. In the end, the body and head were separated, becoming an immovable iron block. Meanwhile, Arthas tackled another on the opposite side.
"It's a pity, it's just a tie. But isn't there a good toy left?" Arthas said, pointing to the last steel golem. The giant with hard skin held a thick beam in each hand , was waving desperately to prevent the death knights from advancing.
But Roland didn't have time to comment on the other party's cynical attitude. The cold liquid falling on his forehead distracted him: "This is... rain?"
Before he could finish his words, the clear autumn sky was covered by dark clouds. Countless thick crystal lines connected the sky and the earth. splash.
The human soldiers who received the order were hastily retreating in embarrassment under the cover of the elf archers. And the death knights who lost their target stopped their movements at this moment due to the strange celestial phenomenon, and all of them stood like statues. Only the ignorant golem roared loudly at the sunless sky.
"Thundershower? The situation is very strange, but I don't think it's a trick like magic." Alsace's tone was unusually confused.
"Indeed, it's not magic..." Roland replied, an unforeseen sense of unease surrounded him at that moment.