Corpse Explosion, which is one of the skills of the Evil Specialized Death Knight in the game, destroys corpses on the battlefield to bring range attacks and deadly diseases to the opponent.
The effect of this sinister skill is absolutely terrifying on the battlefield.
The corpses used for corpse explosions are also particular. The power of death in the bodies of soldiers who have just died is rare. This kind of energy, which is completely different from life, needs time to accumulate to fill the corpses, so this
After the corpse is detonated, the damage is minimal, and at most it is used to infect the Death Knight with various horrific diseases.
But if a corpse that has been dead for a long time is detonated, the effect will be very powerful, especially before Tyrion arrives, the dark rangers resurrected by him have been almost defeated by the paladins. In frontal combat, these tendencies
An agile warrior is no match for the powerful paladins wearing plate armor.
But after they were hacked to death, their corpses filled with the power of death remained, becoming Tyrion's most terrifying weapon.
Maybe...he designed it like this from the beginning.
After all, it is a hunt for the Paladin. How can we win the final victory without paying a high price?
"boom"
A single corpse explosion is not very powerful, but dozens of corpses exploded at the same time, and the huge and manic death energy roared across everything around it, like a terrible magic storm, and the trees around the battlefield were destroyed.
When it was pushed down, a huge depression was opened in the ground, just like a real flesh and blood bomb. The effect of the explosion was extraordinary.
While flesh and blood were flying everywhere, Tyrion reached out to pick up the heavy sword on the ground and supported his body. Exhaustion shone in his eyes. Detonating so many corpses at once was also a heavy burden for him.
And the effect... He raised his head, and out of the dozen or so Holy Knights who had besieged him, only two or three kittens were left. Although they tried their best to protect themselves with holy light during the explosion.
But the Holy Light also has intensity. The Archbishop's Holy Light is definitely different from the Junior Priest's Holy Light. In such a large explosion, those who can survive are the real elites of the newly formed Knights of the Silver Hand.
"Ahem"
A female paladin is half-kneeling on the ground. Outside her body, the holy light has become extremely weak, and her armor is covered with disgusting flesh and blood remains. Her face is painful. It is obvious that after the big battle just now,
She was also injured in the explosion.
And when she raised her head with difficulty, what came into view was Tyrion, who was wearing black iron armor and with cold eyes. The elf death knight still retained his former beauty, but after death, this beauty was added
There was a hint of heavy haze, and the long gray-white hair was scattered on his shoulders, looking strangely beautiful.
But the female paladin was not willing to appreciate this beauty at all. She struggled to stand up and wanted to fight back, but the war hammer she swung was easily knocked away by Tyrion. The death knight's arm was clasped around her slender waist, holding her down.
Pulling her body towards him, the next moment, while the female paladin was struggling, Tyrion kissed her neck with a strangely intimate movement.
But this is not an ambiguous intimacy, but the last touch of tenderness before a terrifying death.
"Ahhh!"
The paladin let out an uncontrollable scream. The blood in her veins was drawn by a terrifying force and poured into Tyrion's mouth. This energetic blood quickly drained the death in the death knight's body.
The power filled up, and at the same time, the desire for blood rising from his heart was satisfied.
Feeling the pain surging in her body and the flow of blood, the human female paladin's struggle became weaker and weaker, but just when she was about to fall into death, Tyrion let her go.
"Plop"
The female paladin who had half of her blood drained fell to the ground. Her face was haggard, as if she had aged ten years.
"Well..."
Tyrion let out a comfortable groan. There was still a hideous blood stain on the corner of his mouth. He stretched out his hand to wipe it off. Then he looked at the female paladin at his feet. He squatted down and looked at her:
"Are you willing to serve death with your undead body? Your blood is delicious..."
Facing this temptation to survive, the female paladin's eyes flashed with a desire for life, but the next moment, when she saw her dead and wounded companions on the battlefield, a surge of anger filled her eyes.
"Pooh"
She pushed herself up with difficulty and looked at Tyrion:
"Monster! The Holy Light...The Holy Light will purify you!"
"It's such a pity...but the sins that a dead person like me has committed in the past ten thousand years are not as many as the sins that living people like you have committed in one day..."
Tyrion wiped the bloody saliva from his face, stood up, held the heavy sword behind his back with both hands, and then pressed down hard.
"puff"
The sharp blade with frost pierced the heart of the female paladin and nailed her to the ground, which represented the death of another warrior.
"Cough cough... cough cough"
A hard cough sounded behind Tyrion. The death knight turned around and saw Gavin Rad standing up from the ground. The crazy holy light that lingered on his body before was already broken, and in the corpse explosion
, Tyrion controlled the power of death and inflicted a huge part of the damage on the great knight.
But despite this, he still failed to defeat his holy light.
"Huh...huh"
He breathed heavily, holding the heavy sword in both hands, and pointed the blade at Tyrion, Grokush, and the seven remaining dark rangers. The situation was reversed at this moment. He...represented the Holy Light.
He was surrounded by the terrifying and cold darkness.
"puff"
Tyrion pulled out his heavy sword from the corpse at his feet. He looked at Gavin Rad in front of him, and a dark light appeared in his eyes:
"You are indeed the first generation of great knights. It makes sense for Holy Light to choose you."
"Ha, you think... you think you can extinguish the Holy Light this way?"
Gavin Rad's situation is not good. In the explosion just now, he tried his best to protect the other paladins. The thinned holy light caused his defense to no longer be invincible. However, carrying the ancient healing holy covenant, he
The connection with the Holy Light was far beyond what other Paladins could compare with. When he placed his left hand on the Holy Contract on his chest, another touch of Holy Light floated in his palm and began to quickly heal his body.
"You...you are different from other death knights!"
Gavin Rad's eyes were fixed on Tyrion and Grokush in front of him, and he said in a deep voice:
"Compared to them... you are the real trouble!"
"I enjoy your compliments..."
Tyrion shook the heavy sword in his hand and looked at Gavin Rad:
"But don't compare us to those bastards...Death is very dissatisfied with defeating a bunch of pathetic plate armored warlocks to make you so proud...So, here we are!"
"Your death will be the first stepping stone for our rise!"
"Ahem"
Gavin Rad coughed, and the holy light surged through him again. He stared at the opponent in front of him:
"So, you two...are the real death knights, right? Just you two!"
"boom"
The body of the great knight was wrapped in scorching holy light, and the heavy sword in his hand shone like a pillar of fire at this moment. With his seriously injured body, he once again launched an unyielding and desperate charge, just like what he had done two years ago
What he did to those orcs when Stormwind City fell.
This is... a true warrior! Never afraid, never retreat!
"As long as you are purified! The death knight... will not rise!"
"The Holy Light...will not go out!!"
Seeing the astonishingly powerful knight rushing toward them, Tyrion shook his head regretfully. He raised his right hand, as if playing a melody, and launched an invisible attack in the air.
"It's such a pity that you have never fought against a real death knight... You should heal your body first instead of rushing forward recklessly."
"Bang bang"
With two muffled sounds, Gavin Rad's astonishing charge of the Holy Light was abruptly interrupted by the extreme pain rolling through his body. His body curled up in pain, and his figure staggered to where he was, struggling to use the hilt of his sword.
Propping up his body, he opened his mouth, and a stream of boiling blood spurted out.
The blood disease exploded in his body, and combined with Sarain's blood-draining ability, one-third of the blood in his body boiled in an instant.
Death Knight Skill-Boiling Blood
"boom"
Grokush did not miss this opportunity. He stepped forward and smashed the heavy steel scepter in his hand from top to bottom, smashing Gavin Rad's body to the ground and tearing open the armor-piercing blade on the scepter.
The strong armor of the great knight was broken, and this blow almost completely defeated his defense.
Gavin Rad struggled to avoid Grokush's follow-up attack. He was like a dying beast, still unwilling to give up his last hope until Tyrion also joined the battlefield with a rune sword, as well as those who had already pulled him.
The silent and deadly dark rangers fired their war bows.
"You still don't understand the horror of the Death Knight... You have no chance. Gavin Rad, my former comrade... I wish you a good journey!"
"Don't... don't even think about it! Don't even think about defeating... the Holy Light!!"
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Ten minutes later, the limping Serent returned to the battlefield that had completely quieted down. Tyrion rested against the tree trunk. The silent dark rangers collected the corpses on the battlefield. There were originally seven dark rangers.
, and now there are only 4 left.
Not far from their eyes, Gavin Rad was half-kneeling on the ground. Even when death came, he still held the heavy sword in his hand tightly, dying like a real paladin.
Grokush fell on the ground not far from Gavin Rad. The death knight's chest was slashed with a completely torn scorching wound by the holy light. Grokush almost didn't know whether he was alive or dead. Even Terry
Ang's body was also covered with burns from the holy light.
The first-generation Great Knight was just like a ferocious beast. Even if he was weakened to the extreme by Tyrion, in the final counterattack, he also brought unbearable losses to Tyrion's small group... Fortunately, he was still alive in the end.
died.
Tyrion drained almost all the blood from the body of this great knight before he could defeat him who was protected by the Holy Light. Although he said he was stubborn, in fact, Tyrion knew better than anyone else that relying on the Holy Light
Paladins who fight with faith are still much more powerful than death knights whose systems are seriously incomplete in the early stages of development.
The Holy Light is almost the common belief of the entire human world, which also determines that the recruitment of Paladins must be much easier than that of Death Knights.
If possible, he would still have to avoid a head-on confrontation with the Paladin group until his Death Knights truly grow...or wait until he figures out how to corrupt the Paladins before he can truly stand against the Paladins.
superior.
"You let him run away?"
Tyrion asked without raising his head. This question made Serent a little embarrassed. He whispered:
"I killed a gryphon, a crazy dwarf, and I shot an arrow and stabbed the mage, but he ran away in the end... Unfortunately, I couldn't kill him completely."
"Your first battle was disappointing, Serent!"
Tyrion stood up, stepped forward, and carried Grokush's body that was almost torn apart by Gavin Rad behind him. He looked back at Serent, with a hint of ferocity flashing in his ice-blue eyes:
"You still have a chance to prove yourself, but remember... I don't care what you think in your heart. There is no need for waste in my knights!"
"I...I will prove myself!"
Serent gritted his teeth and said something, but Tyrion didn't comment. He shrugged:
"Take the body of the great knight. Since the mage has escaped, human reinforcements are expected to arrive soon. Throw these bodies here. We should leave!"
"By the way, take me to see the body of the gryphon. I think we may need a new batch of mounts."
On the other side, in the distant mage city of Dalaran, in this city that has been established for thousands of years, the mages have long formed a customary order. Any teleportation magic that enters this city from the outside world will be imported.
In the teleportation hall, as a strategic location, there is always an archmage stationed here.
"Buzz"
The magic of teleportation shattered. The next moment, the young mage, covered in blood, jumped out of the teleportation light and fell into the clean teleportation hall. This scene shocked the mages guarding the teleportation gate. They
He rushed over and helped the mage up, only to see the hideous wound on the young mage's abdomen.
The wound was frozen by some force, and the blood in his wound had an abnormal boiling feeling.
"Who are you! Tell me your name! Who attacked you!"
"I... Ronin... am the Death Knight! The Death Knight attacks... Go and save... Go and save Gavin Ladd... the Knight."
