Under the hollowed-out dome of the hall, countless slender and clean soft stems gracefully slant the solidified multicolored crown; among the blooming flowers, the melodious music of the piano lingers still, not only dyeing the air with a peaceful and peaceful taste, but also making the deceased Their souls are purified. The girl in the light yellow dress played the harp with a fascinated expression, until the last note slowly fell from midair.
As if feeling the exhaustion of mortals, Ishutori exhaled a long breath, and then stood up to face Roland and Richard who had been listening for a long time. And when the sight came into contact with the death knight, those emerald pupils flashed a look of joy in an instant, and the crooked eyebrows immediately stretched out.
"Ishutoli, I'm back." A nostalgic smile appeared on Roland's face.
"Welcome back, the journey has been hard." The black-haired goddess flew over the flowers like a bird, and landed lightly in front of the two of them. However, when she looked up at Roland, she showed a somewhat complicated expression: "Huh?"
"What's wrong?"
There was a subtle circumflex in Ishutoli's tone: "It seems... Orin is a little different from before."
"Well, that seems to be the case." Roland's gaze turned dark, "Because a lot of things happened during the journey..."
"It must be something extraordinary that can make a gardener who only knows how to weed and grow flowers regain the gaze that only belongs to those who are obsessed with it." The girl smiled, "It's very curious, if you don't mind, Olin Can you tell me?"
"Actually, I really intend to do that," the death knight smiled sheepishly, "but..." Halfway through his words, he showed a embarrassed expression, and then turned his gaze to the waiting lich.
"My opinion is that if you want to interrogate him, you might as well start on the road. Judging from the duties and positions that have been determined, there will be no hindrance." Richard's ice-blue eyes were clear and sharp, With concentration and persistence, "Goddess Ishutori, the divine way has been opened. Now is the time to leave the ice-covered closed place and go to respond to the call of the World Tree."
"Are you leaving the Ice Crown?" The silver bell-like voice was not so much a question, but a sigh. Yixiutoli looked around the entire hall wordlessly, remained silent for a long time, and finally nodded towards the two of them with determination, "I always feel very nostalgic and reluctant, but... the reason why I have waited here for hundreds of years is because of Now that this moment has come, let's go."
The Lich immediately called out, and the seven high-ranking death knights who were waiting outside came over, followed by two other fellow mages of Richard—they were all very familiar to Roland, and all of them possessed superb sword skills. , powerful magic power and unconfused eyes.
"Then I'll help too." Roland said, leading the way to the depths of the hall. Under the cover of the curtain, the huge blue crystal placed on the ice seat is exuding a soft light—that is what the undead army wants to transport, the Soul Stone of Ishutori.
"Please be careful, everyone." The former knight leader said seriously, and then walked forward with the three undead, and carefully began to move the crystal that was as tall as a person. However, with just a little force from the four high-ranking death knights, the crystal has already escaped from the ice seat—compared to its volume, the soul stone's weight is much smaller than imagined.
As soft as a feather, is this the weight of Ishutori's soul? Across the transparent crystal wall, Roland stared at the dancing flames, sinking into the memory of twenty years. Long ago, the Dark Eagle with the burning pupil left the flames behind, then threw himself in a desperate embrace of vengeance, selfishly swinging his sword for one. But now, the avenger has kept the promise in mind—at this moment, the only purpose of his existence is to enable the goddess to fulfill her wish to become a god.
That's right, for me, the most important thing is to protect this glassy heart, and then let Ishutori embark on the path she chose~! And after that... Between the gaps, another figure with pure black long hair emerged in his mind, and the death knight's water-colored pupils suddenly flashed dark traces of regret.
And after that, I must complete the agreement with Cattorie Orlande.
The roads of the Ice Crown Palace are as large and complicated as a maze, but for those who have lived here for a long time, that is not a problem at all. Two warriors transporting the harp led the way swiftly in front of the team, behind them were the death knights carrying the soul stone, and the remaining three liches and two death knights were in charge of guarding. After nearly twenty minutes, the team arrived at the starting point on the ice peak—a vast platform made of solid ice—where five giant dragons, including the White Dragon King Klaferig, were waiting for orders from the goddess.
After placing the harp and the soul stone on the White Dragon King's back, Roland half-kneeled cautiously between the broad wings of Kraferig, beside Ishutori—the latter was still stroking the strings quietly, At the same time, the other ten guards had also boarded the remaining four white dragons. The goddess Olin checked again to make sure everything was normal, then nodded in satisfaction and shouted.
"All set off~!"
In these words, the five undead dragons spread their giant wings covering the sky, and then flew up on the howling north wind.
The dragons first formed a diamond-shaped formation, wrapping Klaferig carrying the Soul Stone in the center. And when the transporters rose to the sky, the other 14 white dragons circling quickly approached, weaving a tighter three-dimensional defense system outside this diamond formation—a total of 19 undead dragons, eight The death knight and the three liches—they will use all their wisdom and strength to protect the goddess at all costs until she reaches the base of the undead army safely.
"The aurora has disappeared." Roland looked up, and the sky that should have been filled with colorful waterfalls was now completely eroded by the thick clouds unique to the north.
"Because I am no longer there, the light will disappear. The ice crown will soon turn into a mirage, and finally disintegrate within a few days." The black-haired and blue-eyed girl said softly, "Even if No matter how beautiful they are, those are just means to achieve the goal, if they are deceived, they will stop.”
Ishutori's soul stone is completely unaffected by worldly magic. Whether it is the transfer phalanx or the portal of darkness, it will be useless during the transport process. In order to ensure absolute control when passing through the area controlled by Luvis Advantages and safety, the death knights have spent eight years to open up a large territory called "Shinto" in the area belonging to the alliance; in addition, the soul stone will be transported by the dragons—next Within a few days, they will fly along a secret route that has been precisely explored, across the coastlines of the Nordson Continent, the White Sea, the Ocean of Storms, and the Lorendan Continent, and finally enter the Luvis domain under the control of the undead army.
To the masters of the skies, the northern lands were not very large under their wings, and in just a few hours, the ice-covered Nordson coastline appeared in the sight of the undead. Beyond the meandering lines is the endless white sea. Looking from the height of the giant dragons, it looks like a huge blue and smooth mirror.
"Is this the vast body of water called the 'sea'? It's so beautiful." Ishutori let go of the harp, rested his delicate chin on his white hand, and stared down at the undulating sea. "Its surface must be thicker than silk and satin." To be smooth, its color must be purer than gems, the power it contains must be immeasurable, and the years it has experienced must be longer than gods. Compared with the illusions I created, this is the real appearance of the world."
"Ishutoli... is this the first time I've seen the sea?" Roland finally realized this.
"Yes, because I have been staying at the northernmost tip of the Northern Continent for hundreds of years." The girl glanced at Olin with a slightly reproachful look, "Although it is not impossible to leave, but for the will body that wants to become a god Saying that, any act of imprudence could invite destruction—especially when another has become a god and is watching."
"It must be lonely, right?"
"For gods, although they cannot see the appearance of the world, they can listen to the voice of the world—that is, people's obsessions. And compared to the melodious harp music, the symphony played by the will attracts me more." Ishutoli replied with some emotion, "However, that is a double-edged sword. Although it allowed me to forge a sharp sword called a death knight, it also made Luvis more stubbornly want to freeze the sword." The world changes."
"I see." Roland smiled slightly. "But speaking of it, God refers to the kind of woman who loves rhetoric and metaphors and speaks incomprehensible words at the same time?"
"Compared to gods, it is difficult for humans to understand." The goddess also smiled, and subtly pointed the conversation at the other party, "For example...why does Olin have feelings for that girl that even he feels contradictory? Woolen cloth?"
"It's really nerve-wracking. Ishutori's level of debate is already higher than that of Richard." The death knight's smile turned into a wry smile, and the pupils burning with flames trembled slightly, "However, if you must If you explain it, it's because she has what I yearn for, right?"
"Roland and Katoli are very similar existences. Both had a beautiful past, but they were shattered in an instant. In order to allow themselves to survive with nothing, they both chose hatred as their motivation and goal... However, differences It happened here that she denied the Dark Eagle in a way of affirming herself, but I let the eyes of hatred be completely nailed to Wendam's body." Roland suddenly turned his head and stared at the goddess with a gentle expression, "I Fortunately, not only was he qualified to use Frost Lament, but he was also Orin of Ishutori, a link in the cogs of history. However, the karma of revenge caused Dark Eagle to miss a lot, and when that flame went out , not only did he not get the peace he expected, but he became even more confused and lost."
The death knight's water-colored pupils gradually dimmed: "It wasn't until I met Katoli, the other Roland in the mirror, that I realized what I had done all these years... It turned out that I could choose a different path and go further Some, better guarded."
"Then why do you want to hurt her so much?"
"It is precisely because I realized that I must protect the most important thing at all costs, so the only way is to betray." Roland paused, and finally passed it in an understatement tone, "But as a knight, I will do something for this." Compensate accordingly, then there will be a settlement between me and her, and no one owes anyone else."
"Will you make corresponding compensation... That's fine." Ishutori turned his head and stared at the vast sea again. The expression of the goddess was covered by the fluttering long black hair, leaving only a smile on the other side's eyes. Graceful shadow.
"Because, if you don't do that, Roland will no longer be Roland." The last sentence was inaudible, and it disappeared with the wind before reaching the death knight's ears.
On June 26th, the group of dragons finally arrived at the emerald green coastline of Alazia, from here it is the domain under the control of the goddess Luvis. In the past five days, Ishutoli has been hiding the location of the Soul Stone with his own strength, but from now on, no matter what method he adopts, he can't stop the detection from the other side, and every move of the undead will be exposed Under Louise's watchful eyes—only three hours after entering the occupied area, a large group of nearby griffin troops quickly gathered and began to approach the flying formation carrying the blue crystal.
"That's the followers of Luvis." The blue-eyed girl's face flashed a trace of haze.
"It's the Griffon Knights, the alliance's high-mobility troops. Most of the drivers are dwarves. The total number is about 5,000. I don't know the battle situation in the past few years, but Richard believes that they were not destroyed in the long-term war. He is right, it seems that these guys have more combat experience. The White Dragon Troop of our army plus the one here only has 76 members, and there are another 4,000 gargoyles in charge of assisting the attack, but they are not as good as the 5,000 lions. If the vulture confronts, the possibility of victory is extremely small." Roland began to explain in an expert tone, but there was no sense of tension in his expression, "For a long time, the air supremacy has been in the hands of Luvis, which is also the eight-year-long development of Shinto. main reason."
"But Olin must have a way to fight them, right?"
"Of course, this is the best transportation plan reached after the high-level discussion of the knight order. There will never be any mistakes." The other party replied in a confident tone, then stood up and made an invitation gesture, "Please see, Yixiu Tolly."
On the vast Alazia Great Plains, two rows of magic towers radiating brilliant brilliance stood neatly, like a team waiting for inspection, extending from under the wings of Klaferig to the endless horizon. The height of this defense facility is forty meters, and the top is shaped like a tuning fork. The powerful magic power flows back and forth on the sharpened branches, making a continuous hissing sound, and sparking dazzling sparks from time to time—it seems that this is the case Kind of like a giant street lamp—however, any enemies who try to get close to it will be boiled or shredded under the storm of chain spells.
The diamond-shaped formation that had been maintained for five days was finally dismantled, and the remaining 18 giant dragons still maintained their cruising altitude, and quickly combined with the undead flying troops who came to meet them, forming a pyramid-shaped defensive formation in mid-air. The White Dragon King gradually lowered his flying height, and finally entered the Shinto formed by the neatly arranged magic towers on both sides. From a distance, he looked like a delicate boat, flying alone in the sparkling sky. Sailing briskly on the river.
As time went by, the number of griffin troops ordered to come was rapidly increasing, but they had no chance at all in front of the impenetrable iron walls of dragons and gargoyles—even if they desperately passed through the firepower net of the defense tower, Klaferig would not be able to escape. In a critical moment, it can quickly land on the ground to seek cover, thus completely destroying the attempt of the flying troops to attack the Soul Stone.
The two sides stared at each other through the flickering magic brilliance, leaving the defensive towers arranged like a fence one pair after another behind them. Originally, such a situation might have continued forever, but an accident happened suddenly—a griffin rider manipulated his mount and recklessly broke into the attack range of the defense tower.
In the next moment, the tuning forks of the five nearby towers became extremely dazzling in an instant, and crackling energy flows injected from the tops of the towers on both sides to the center, and then, an extremely sharp light roared from the tower in the middle. The tip of the spear shot out, hitting the fleeing griffin. While the target was reduced to ashes, the light scattered into a large halo like a blooming flower, and then mercilessly swept across the group of griffins that were originally visible but out of reach. The alliance's orderly flight formation suddenly became chaotic. The dwarves, without any mental preparation, could only watch the dozens of companions who were hit smoke all over their bodies, and finally fell from the sky screaming, turning into a pool of bloody flesh.
"They should understand now that they are in danger and not others, and these smart guys will definitely stay far away." Richard lifted the flying spell, and then lightly landed on Klaferig on his back, beside Roland.
"The power of knowledge." Ishutoli commented with a smile, "Very beautiful guardian, it would be great if I could keep this masterpiece."
"Don't worry, Your Majesty Ishutoli, I have specially prepared a miniature model for you to collect." The lich who was praised couldn't help but gloat, "Two days later, we will see it when we arrive at the legion's garrison. You must will be satisfied."
On June 28th, a full week after setting off from the Ice Crown, the King of the White Dragon, who had flown tens of thousands of kilometers, finally folded his wings and landed steadily on the hard square of the fortress city of Beredin. This is the border area of Storgard, and it is also the starting point where the undead army is about to march to Fahdod. The new Shinto will extend from here until the foot of the World Tree.
"It has been confirmed by many parties that the undead army has retreated in a comprehensive and planned manner from the stalemate fronts of Storgard and Alazea. They are currently gathering in the border city of Beredin. It is estimated that the undead will be in two to three days. Advance to Fahdod territory."
The voice of Joey, the leader of the Knights of the Holy Chain, echoed in the heavily guarded round table conference hall of the Holy Capital—during the eight-year war of the undead, most of the intelligence search work was carried out by the Knights of the Holy Chain, including Today's highest-level military meeting about the future of the alliance.
The pope pondered for a while, and then asked: "So we can recover the lost land without a single soldier?"
"Exactly." Joey's tone was not ambiguous at all. "In order to prevent the Royal Army from the alliance countries from encroaching on the territory without authorization, I have sent the vanguard of the Holy Knights into the West Errazea area. The management work is very smooth."
"Well done, this will stabilize the greedy kings." Julian nodded slightly, but then his eyes suddenly turned, "However, the heads of the frontline, how can you be sure that this retreat is not a conspiracy by the death knights? "
"Because all the military facilities have been destroyed." Kadar and Joey exchanged glances, and then took over the conversation, "That was done by the undead themselves, including the magic towers and Sri Lanka that had been established in various places before. The fortifications around Torgard and Alazea, as well as the magic defense towers used to protect the "Shinto", have all been completely and silently destroyed. The purpose of the Lich should be to prevent cutting-edge technology from falling into the hands of the enemy, but On the other hand, that was conclusive evidence that they were going to leave here."
"Eight years of hard work, I never thought it would end in this way..." The head of the Holy Grail Knights, Nicolo, sighed, but was suddenly interrupted by the other party's serious words.
"Your Excellency Nicro, we must not relax in the slightest now. Don't forget that taking back the occupied land is only one of the by-products of the war, and the most important purpose is to win the Battle of Dawn~!" The Pope's eyes were abnormally cold, "Two gods cannot exist in this world. The rise of one world tree means the withering of the other. This is a truth that even magic apprentices understand. If Ishutori cannot be destroyed, the alliance will never recover. Strike at any cost."
"Yes, His Majesty the Pope, I understand." Necro lowered his head deeply to avoid those two sharp gazes.
"But there is one more question, Your Majesty Julian." Kadar's expression was a little hesitant.
"Speaking."
"From the current estimates of combat power, the possibility of the alliance's army winning the Battle of Dawn is very low."
"This is expected. Humans with flesh and blood will never be able to fight against the undead for a long time, but it doesn't matter." The Pope turned his gaze to the listener on the side, "Luvis has given a prophecy, when Ishutto When Leigh falls into a slumber, the Goddess will be freed from mutual restraints and bring us a very powerful force to fight against the enemy...that will be enough to defeat the Death Knight."
The entire conference hall fell silent for an instant, and the sights of the participants seemed to be frozen, while the heavy breathing that belonged to mortals became more and more clear. Pretty much the same question is on everyone's mind: Am I going to witness the power of God
"The specific situation is not clear. In short, as long as the time comes, just follow the wishes of the goddess Luvis, and I believe that the final victory will be achieved." Seeing that his words had the expected effect, Julian smiled with satisfaction .
The entire meeting lasted several hours, and even the paladins were exhausted by the time all key details had been ironed out. With the slanting sunset, the sage Kadar evacuated the items spread across the round table one by one, and finally restored to its original clean and tidy appearance, and the hall returned to silence.
"Brother." When only the August brothers were left in the empty room, the listener finally spoke.
"What's the matter, Loren?" The pope's tone was much more casual, and he poured tea for himself while answering.
"I know you plan to go out in person, but that may lead to very bad results." Loren's tone was still serious, "The situation in the holy capital is very unstable now, and the kings of various countries are also ready to move. I don't intend to make any comments on the upcoming What speculation is there for the upcoming battle of dawn, but at this time, if the pope can stay in the holy capital and take charge of the overall situation, it should make the political situation safe... "
"Then who is going to lead the army?"
"I go."
Julian's hand holding the water bottle stopped: "But, dear brother, you don't even have the experience of leading troops once. Of course, Kadar and the three regiment leaders are really in charge of commanding. What we have to do in specific operations is not Not much, but... the environment on the battlefield is very dangerous, you should still remember that I almost died when I put down the rebellion thirty years ago, not to mention that the enemy is extremely powerful this time, and the death knight is also very good at surprise attacks."
"Yes, I am very clear about this. Unlike you, I am not an outstanding leader. It is only because I was chosen by the goddess Luvis to be the medium between God and believers that I can stand in such a high position. "The other party shook his head, "But now is an unprecedented critical moment, and I am your younger brother. Even if the listener has no other obligations to fulfill in terms of duties, if you want to be a good brother, you can't Always hide behind my brother and push everything to him."
Julian didn't answer, but just stared at his younger brother wordlessly, while the other party unwaveringly endured the sight of scrutiny and test. Finally, the pope finally sighed softly: "I thought that only knights who had experienced desperate battles would change in the precarious age. It seems that I was wrong."
"So, brother?" Loren asked in an uncertain voice.
"Your suggestion is correct, I will inform the commanders of the expeditionary army." The pope patted the opponent's shoulder vigorously, and the vicissitudes of life on his face stretched out in an instant, "Do it with your own strength, Dear brother, the honor of the August family needs us to safeguard together, it has been the case in the past, it is the case now, and it will still be the case in the future."
On July 6th, the army of the Alliance had assembled at the junction of Storgard and Midland. This elite force included 1,020 high-level paladins and 3,100 low-level paladins. , 5,500 storm griffin knights, 120,000 well-trained ordinary knights and infantry regiments from the Knights of the Holy Sword, Holy Grail, and Holy Chains, and 100,000 secular troops belonging to the kings, the total sum exceeds With a total of 220,000, it is the largest and most well-equipped expedition team in the history of the league. This army, which is responsible for reversing the fate of the Holy See and the country, is led by the listener Loren August himself, and will march towards the city of Bezhidin, which is occupied by the undead, that day.
At the same time, the dead have also prepared everything. During the eight-year war, the prudent style of the Knights of the Ice Crown minimized the loss of personnel - now there are 2,210 high-level death knights and 5,000 low-level death knights in the whole regiment. The number of ghouls used as consumables increased greatly during this period, reaching nearly 100,000, and the number of spider warriors was 32,000, plus 76 undead dragons and 4,000 gargoyles. Air Force, totaling about 150,000.
And when this cold black tide embarked on the journey, the thoughtful liches also left the slow-moving 60,000 skeleton warriors in the Beredin Fortress, so as to delay the speed of human progress and consume their energy. Energy and the few fires of life in it that are extinguished forever.
The dense and moist jungle, the blue ribbon-like rivers, and the countless lakes dotted with sparkling lights, when the beautiful scenery of the Stantyr hills are reflected in the pupils of Crete, even this well-informed Griffon Knight Also have to admit that this is definitely a resort. But the next moment, the verdant land under the wings of the mount suddenly changed its appearance - the green peeled off, replaced by frozen soil exuding cold and death, as if someone played a prank and covered a large piece of the northern continent Coming up, from a high altitude, this barren area is particularly dazzling.
"The way the army of undead passed, they don't seem to have any intention of hiding their whereabouts." A clear and melodious female voice reached the dwarf's ears.
"Ah, um, I know." Crete responded casually, and then turned his head to look at the owner of the sentence, the new lieutenant of the scouting team—for the Griffin Rider who has been accustomed to hearing the wind and roaring in the past ten years For him, the silver bell-like voice really made him a little unaccustomed.
This girl named Katoli arrived in Storm Fortress three weeks ago. When the other party told Crete that she was here to become a Griffin Rider, the dwarf's jaw fell to the ground several times. After regaining her language ability, Crete bluntly rejected the request of the human girl—judging from a subjective point of view, she has no ability to become a griffin knight; Vultures are available to this unexpected guest.
But she obviously didn't want to stop there. After being asked for nearly an hour, the dwarf finally raised the white flag and agreed to take Katoli to see a horse that hadn't been included in the training plan—perhaps the last unmanned horse in the entire alliance. The lord's grown-up griffin—although he didn't think a girl could really tame it at all.
The name of that griffin was "Keo", and its only former owner was Nord Dilan. This great warrior has an honorary title - "Son of the Storm". In the well-known Dalanla offensive and defensive battle, he smashed the purple flame stone hanging on the neck of the White Dragon King, and the undead's offensive was stopped, but Nolde also paid the price of his life for this. Although Kaio the Griffon survived the battle, the Gryphon has refused to ride with anyone since that time, and Crete was no exception.
When the two arrived at Kaiou's lair, the human girl did something that even the stubborn alpine dwarves couldn't understand—she insisted on asking the experienced knight to stay at the entrance of the cave. Not only that, Katoli also took off her waist With his saber, he planned to face the nearly four-meter-long, half-ton-heavy carnivorous beast unarmed~!
"Why?" Crete held the Bauhinia in his hand and asked in bewilderment. He had never seen such a desperate guy.
"Because fate forced me to move towards the crown of the world tree, using the power of the griffin is the only way I can take at present, so I must tame it." The human girl with black hair and blue eyes replied, revealing an indelible determination in her tone , "If I can't end my fate with the Dark Eagle with my own hands, what is the difference between dying? I have to go there, so I also have to tame Kaiou, there is no other choice."
Four hours later, Katoli did what the dwarves had been unable to do for years—she became Keo's new master. When the unruly griffin followed the girl out of the lair docilely, Crete had to keep his mouth shut so as not to cry out in surprise—so this time it was the dwarf's eyeballs that protruded.
This incident is even more unbelievable than the miracle of Luvis, but Katoli's subsequent results proved that it was not accidental: she lacked training time, but she mastered all the essentials of flying within two weeks; her petite body Unable to use a heavy throwing axe, she could hit moving targets with a crossbow in a gust of wind; what a dwarf lacked in natural eyesight, she made up for with concentration and reflexes far superior to others.
All the gryphon riders in Stormcity had to look at this thin human girl with admiration—she was like a pure and dazzling sword, eager to be sharpened in the tempering of fire, and swung with one goal in mind.
"Lord Crete, the scouts have sent out a signal. We are approaching the undead army. Moreover, the opponent's air force seems to have spotted the reconnaissance team." Katoli's voice dragged the dwarf back from his contemplation to reality. Accompanied by those melodious words, the undead dragons and gargoyles hovering in the air first came into the Griffin Knight's field of vision. They looked very conspicuous like a black cloud.
"Very good, everyone is ready for battle, but don't get too close. Don't worry, the purpose of those air units is to protect the Soul Stone. As long as we keep a certain distance, they will not attack." The captain of the scouting team decided Calm down, and issue martial law to your subordinates through hand gestures.
But then, the movements of the dwarf and the human girl stopped, and the scene under the griffin's wings was like a powerful magnet, firmly grabbing their sights and forcing them to bear an inescapable sense of suffocation.
Within a radius of ten kilometers below Repaka, the capital of Fahdod, the plain has been turned into a vast ocean by the black tide. As the water flow changes, the entire ground is undulating. The halberd held high by the death knight overflowed with the cold light of death, and the layers of gunpoints formed monstrous waves of steel. Countless lives and hopes were swept away.
The whole city is like a trapped ship, trembling slightly in the vast black ocean and roaring storm, as if it will sink into the bottomless abyss in the next moment.
"The Fahdods won't last long, and their defenses will collapse soon." Crete stated the future that everyone could foresee in a dry tone, "I don't think there is any difference between these death knights and killing machines .”
"Yes." Katoli replied lightly, a complicated look flashed across her fair face.