On the night when the high elves set up an ambush to capture the Blood Matron, Dar'Kan revealed a very important piece of information. He claimed that he had found the biggest weakness of the Dark Blade King, the life and soul of the Lord of the Undead, and the Blood Lord.
The mother is connected together, as long as the Blood Mistress is killed, the Dark Blade King will also be severely damaged.
This undoubtedly gave the top leaders of various countries who were overwhelmed by the Dark Blade Undead a hope of taking a different approach.
Of course, it is not that no one has questioned where Darkan got the news from, but Senator Silveryue has never responded directly to this point.
Some people suspect that Darkan has placed undercover agents in the Dark Blade Legion, but this sounds impossible, because even the Assassin League, the most powerful assassin organization in the world, can only place spies in several areas ruled by the Dark Blade.
Among the civilian groups in this region, so far, no one has been able to place spies in the Dark Blade Legion.
The characteristics of the undead determine that living people cannot perfectly disguise themselves as one of them, not even the most experienced assassins can do it.
Darkan Drasil does not yet have the ability to instigate a high-level undead. In fact, all the secrets he knows about the Dark Blade's Sarain come from a letter... In 37 days, it is normal to pass
A letter was delivered to him through the postal system.
There was no signature and no header. The person who wrote the letter seemed not to have long-term contact with Darkan. The letter even had many grammatical errors and seemed to be written in a hurry. However, the secrets told in it made Darkan...
His heart trembled. That letter revealed too much information about the Dark Blade King, most of which had never been disclosed.
Darkan used all means to explore the source of this letter, and finally locked it in the distant Stranglethorn Valley, but all explorations ended here, because at this time, Stranglethorn Valley had become the territory of the Wither, and was not allowed to enter.
Most of the daredevils disappear in the bellies of strange plants in the forest.
It can be said that that letter was the most fundamental reason why Darkan took the risk to formulate a plan to capture the Blood Mother. The cooperation between the Silver Moon Parliament represented by Darkan and the Royal Party was indeed foolproof. The only flaw was their miscalculation.
In addition, Darkan did not follow the last suggestion of the letter and kill the Blood Mistress directly after catching her, but chose to imprison her instead.
The way big men think about problems is different from the way soldiers think about problems. Imprisoning Alleria will obviously bring more benefits to Quel'Thalas and the Human Empire, but because of the imprisonment strategy,
This gave the Dark Blade Legion time to prepare for the rescue, and gave Tyrion time to contact the Undead Scourge.
To put it bluntly, everything happening in Quel'Thalas right now is a tragedy caused by information asymmetry, but no matter what, the person who wrote that letter has indeed made the best effort he can.
But who wrote the mysterious letter that directly triggered the crisis?
This has always been a doubt in Darkan's heart, and now, this doubt has been revealed...it is this strange black knight in front of him!
"When did the Paladin who believed in the Holy Light also side with the undead?"
Darkan's figure flew through this dense forest that was messed up by energy conflicts. The blood of Sarain gave him unimaginable lightness. He stood on top of a broken tree trunk, and his fingers danced, sharp and strange.
The blood arrow whizzed towards the black knight who rushed towards him. The holy light visible to the naked eye formed a shield-like halo on the surface of his body. The blood arrow hit it and caused ripples of light.
This guy is full of brute strength, but Darkan is not worried. He is fully confident that he can be eliminated in a short time!
Facing Darkan's explicit taunt, the silent paladin said nothing. He swung his armor-breaking hammer like the most ferocious warrior. The hammer hit the tree trunk at Darkan's feet, and the scorching holy light burst out in an instant.
Open, those sacred runes are suspended in the air, like an energy storm, drawing everything around them into it.
The tree trunk seemed to have been hit by a cannonball, being ignited by the spread of the Holy Light Fire. However, this powerful blow failed to touch the corner of Darkan's clothes, and his figure danced in the bloody halo.
Then, he soon appeared behind the Black Knight. The magic of blood did not require chanting. The moment Darkan raised his command, huge blood energy gathered behind him, just like the arrogance of the Blood Mistress that night.
A vivid blood snake was wrapped around Darkan's body. Seeing the Holy Knight smashing the energy hammer of the Holy Light Judgment against him, Darkan chuckled and turned into a bat again and disappeared, but the blood snake was still around him.
Under his control, he roared and crashed into the black knight in front of him.
Its speed was extremely fast, and the Black Knight had no way to hide. He slammed the warhammer in his hand to the ground, and a thick golden barrier appeared on his body, just like the strongest shield.
The blood snakes that came over collided with each other.
"Bang"
Two huge forces collided head-on, rolling up the soil under his feet. The Black Knight's body was unscathed under the protection of the holy light, but he was knocked backward by this huge force and hit a tilted star.
On the tree trunk, the blood snake was also dispersed in the explosion of holy light energy, but the blood suspended in the air was not volatilized. Instead, like the poison of the tarsus, the moment the sacred barrier dissipated
, just stuck to the surface of the Black Knight's body.
Like a beating snake, under Darkan's command, the blood of Sarain seemed to have a life of its own, twisting its body and drilling into the cracks in the black knight's armor. The moment it came into contact with his skin,
It was like melting, deep into his body.
"Holy light!"
The Black Knight roared, and the intense holy light poured into his body at this moment. Like a flame in his body, it began to burn and rise. In this way, he wanted to evaporate the blood of Sarain that had penetrated into his body.
But at this moment, Darkan's sinister voice sounded behind him:
"You look like you're in pain, friend...let me help you!"
This sudden sound made the black knight grab the war hammer and move it behind him, but the whistling war hammer was easily grasped by Darkan's bloody claws. His blood-red eyes stared at the black knight in front of him, and the other
The fingers of his hand hooked inward, and the next moment, the blood that had seeped into the Paladin's body was called out and rushed out of the skin. At this moment, the Black Knight felt as if he had been pierced by thousands of arrows, with wounds bursting out all over his body.
With blood splattering everywhere, his strength dissipated in severe pain.
"puff"
Darkan felt the Black Knight's weakness, and he waved his claws. The power brought by the blood of Sarain made his claws scratch the Black Knight's helmet from top to bottom, leaving 5 marks on his neck and chest.
A ferocious claw mark, and an explosion of blood, violently threw his broken body away.
"Bang"
The Black Knight fell into the mud in embarrassment, and his armor-piercing hammer was thrown aside. He struggled to get up, but Darkan, who reappeared in the form of a bat, stepped on his chest.
The blood elf looked down at the black knight. His thin face was covered with blood, but he could still barely make out the outline of his company. As Darkan observed carefully, he also searched the memory of the elf in front of him.
Information, after a moment, a glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes.
"I know who you are..."
"Alex Aznab Flameblade... one of my students, a promising high-level mage, a staunch member of the parliamentary faction, etc... I remember you and Myra Dawnblade.
You are a friend who grew up since childhood. After Myra betrayed the Knights of the Silver Hand and joined the Dark Blade, you applied to lead a team of paladins to hunt him down. It turns out that... you were captured by your childhood friend, and you...
Got pulled into his camp."
A trace of sneer flashed across Darkan's young face. He bent down and looked at the silent black knight Aznab. He said softly:
"Be careful when making friends, Alex. Look at you now, whether you are a human or a ghost... The shame of betrayal, you are in pain, I can see it, let me... end your pain
.”
The blood elf stretched out his finger and hooked it in the air, and the black knight's body began to struggle crazily, but it was useless. The scattered blood was still drawn out of his body bit by bit, and gathered in front of Darkan's eyes.
Received a blood cell.
"Hmm... the blood of the Paladin smells delicious."
Darkan's fingers tapped on the blood balls. The next moment, the blood splashed out and turned into a blood mist that enveloped Darkan. Then, with Sarain's eyes closed, all the blood mist was sucked into Darkan.
body, when he opened his eyes, the blood in his eyes became brighter.
"Ahem...hahahaha"
The black knight who was stepped on by him let out a hoarse laugh at this moment, which made Darkan lower his head, look at the black knight, and asked softly:
"Dying man, what are you laughing at?"
"I'm laughing at your ignorance, Master Darkan..."
Black Knight Aznab's face had bruises from being beaten and the pain of having his blood drawn, which made him look very embarrassed, but at this time he was smiling happily. He stared at Darkan and whispered softly
explain:
"You are the first Sarain who dares to suck my blood. You are so...ignorant and fearless."
"!"
Upon hearing this, Darkan's body immediately shook and transformed into a group of vampire bats. He wanted to use this method to expel the blood he had just sucked into his body, but it was too late.
The black knight stood up from the ground with difficulty. The holy light on his body seemed to be covered with a dark gauze, becoming pale. There were even strange shadows between the light connections, and along with this energy
With the transformation, the blood absorbed into Darkan's body also became strange, like full of corrosive poison. The blood became viscous and began to destroy Darkan's body from the inside.
The most terrible thing is that these weird bloods have an indescribable greed, like hungry giant beasts, absorbing the energy in Darkan's body all the time, as if being sucked into another dimension, which they had occupied just now
Sarain, who had the advantage, became weak in the blink of an eye.
"You! What on earth is in your blood?!"
Darkan could not even maintain the form of a vampire bat. He staggered back on the ground. His young face began to look old again at this moment, while the Black Knight Aznab slowly picked up his war hammer.
, between the movements of his fingers, layers of healing holy light were sprinkled on his body, and the strange thing was that the left half of his body was covered with gentle holy light, while the right half was filled with that kind of pale and strange light.
light.
Now even a fool knows that there is something strange about the black knight in front of him. He is not a pure paladin, or in other words, there is something wrong with the holy light he controls!
Facing Darkan's question, the Black Knight patted the dirt on his body, raised his war hammer, and the pale and sticky light wrapped around the ferocious blade of the armor-piercing hammer. He whispered in an unpleasant voice:
"Holy light and shadow are rotating endlessly in my body. Every cell and every bone in my body is torn and then healed. Compared to you, Master Darkan, I am the real cursed one."
.And all this is because of Tyrion and his crazy subordinates. I told you the key to victory, but unfortunately, you let me down..."
"You and your world missed one of the best opportunities, a chance to kill Tyrion before he truly became invincible, the only chance, was wasted by you politicians, but it doesn't matter... I
I will continue my fight, and next time, I won’t have trash like you around me!”
The black knight took a step forward. The pale holy light in his hand gathered in the palm of his hand. The shadows were mixed in, and even Darkan heard the screams from the darkness outside the territory. He staggered and tried to avoid the dangerous light, but in the end, he still
His neck was clasped by those fingers shining with pale light.
"Darkan Drasil, you have failed your city, you have failed your country, and you have failed those who have expectations for you... Now, enjoy the feeling of being swallowed by the void... This is rare
experience.”
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"Huh, we...seem to be late?"
When Myra and his party appeared in the completely destroyed forest glade, the battle was already over. The weak black knight leaned on his horse. At his feet, there was a pile of strange bones and a faint dim light.
Wrapped around these white bones, facing Myra's doubts, the black knight turned back, stretched out his hand, and pointed to the back of the dense forest.
There, the Blood Mother's blood crystal was placed intact on the ground. Myra rushed over. After confirming that Alleria had just sealed her consciousness, he let out a sigh of relief.
"Hey, Aznab, thank you very much this time."
Myra turned around and shouted to her former brother. The black knight silently shook his head:
"This is what I should do, but it's not for Tyrion, Myra, it's for you and Lumi."
"Shua"
The blood maids appeared around everyone in a strange way. When Cordana saw the intact blood maid, all the worries in her heart disappeared. But just a moment later, Keeshan's shout came here.
There was a sound in the dense forest:
"Everyone, it's time for us to go! The elven rangers are rushing in this direction... They seem to be going to support Silvermoon City. No one wants to say "hello" to them at this time, right?"
"Where is Tyrion? Your Majesty, shall we not wait for him?"
Maris was carrying Sylvanas on his back. He looked at Myra's back, and the latter waved her hand without looking back:
"Don't worry about him, he can always get away... That's the King of Dark Blades. Don't underestimate him. By the way, Mr. Maris, if you don't mind, we may have to invite you to Southern Xinjiang.
Take a vacation...with your girlfriend, you won't say no to us, right?"