Chapter 25

In the fading darkness of the battle cry, the old soul seemed disappointed. He turned his back to Darion.

Dalian was silent, and a few seconds later, he looked up,

"No, I'm not a child. Although I'm a reserve Paladin, I can't inherit this road, but I'm not a child! I want to be a warrior

"Oh? Sounds like a good ideal, so... Prove it to me! "

"How to prove it?"

"Kill the child in your heart and let the real soldier appear!"

There was silence all around him. Dalian looked at the soul dissipated in front of his eyes and the dead space. He sipped his mouth. He knew what this sentence meant. He bit his teeth and recalled every time he was scolded by his father and ridiculed by his brother. He recalled his father's face, which was several years old after his defeat. He also recalled the moment when he saw Dick's hatred, His wild heart beat, recalling his persistence in front of Eric gore.

He raised the sword in his hand and laid it across his neck. The next moment, he added the blade to his body.

The sonorous figure echoed in Dalian's ears, and the king with the Epee appeared beside him again. He patted him on the shoulder and laughed freely.

"Ha ha ha, the real soldiers should go to all directions. The real soldiers will only live in the war. Blood is our medal, death is our battle song. We can only have one voice wherever we go! That's the sound of swords, that's the sound of thunder, that's the sound of... Soldiers! "

"Go ahead, remember this anger, it will be the source of your strength!"

"Go, remember this death, it will be your forerunner of destruction!"

"Go ahead and kill everything in front of you! Break everything! Suppress everything! Destroy everything

"Scamdo... Show its edge and make the whole world tremble again!"

"Hum!"

Dalian opened his eyes, and scamdo, who was constantly changing his shape in the blood light, was buzzing at this moment. That's Darien's blood dripping on the sword, but now they're burning like flames!

Scamdo, who used to be a turquoise red sword, has become completely blood red. The hilt of the sword has been lengthened by one-third, and finally a small axe shaped blade has been formed.

Where the hilt is connected with the body of the sword, a blood red ferocious skeleton appears, and then it spreads into four prominent counter blade blades. The body of the sword becomes slender, and at the edge of the sword, it becomes an arc, just like an oblique battle axe, and another blood red skeleton is formed at the bottom.

The blood red light is surging on the sword body, like a red flame burning.

This sword has no unnecessary decoration, simple and crazy killing intention. The artifact recognizes the Lord. At this moment, scamdo, who has been infused with Darian's will, expels him overbearing. At this moment, this artifact finally highlights another form that is most suitable for Darian: the blade of anger.

The most lethal and breakthrough form!

Holding this sword, the reserve Paladin, at this moment, embarked on a different path from the original fate.

Dalian propped up his body with his sword. Gasping for breath, he stretched out his hand to pull off his broken armor and threw it on the ground. Then he clenched the blood red blade of anger and charged against the hatred.

He was angry.

He's crazy.

His upper body was bare, and blood flowed on his thin body.

But he doesn't want to stop, he doesn't want to stop, he wants to break his destiny!

Faltering, but the speed is getting faster and faster, until at last, Dalian uses all his strength and jumps up. In the eyes of erigor's surprise, a round of blood red moonlight crosses the huge body of abhorrence.

The next moment, in the background of blood and fire burning stansom behind Dalian, who had fallen to the ground and supported his body with a huge sword, and before the light of the blade dissipated, the huge head of disgust rose to the sky.

This is the beginning of Dalian's new life.

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"Bang!"

Dick flew in the direction of Ramsden. He was in the air and couldn't help himself. He could only watch the huge chopping axe cut down towards his body.

In this case, Dick can no longer save his physical strength. The holy energy of his whole body gathers on his body. The golden shield that blocked malganis's strike appears again. The black chopper stays on the surface of Dick's body and can no longer be saved.

And this huge shock also let Dick seize the opportunity. He held the hammer in his hands and waved it to the right. The tangled solid chain was swung away and lost the only point of force. Dick's body fell to the ground.

He was panting and leaning on the hammer. Just now, he had emptied all the holy energy in his body. Dick could feel the weakness inside his body. In this state, it would be good to defend against the fierce Ramsden, let alone fight.

"Holy water! I still have holy water

Dick looks at Ramsden, who is cracking his mouth and grinning at him. This monster is like a mountain of meat. He is under great pressure. Except for Kel'Thuzad and mal'ganis, this guy is definitely the strongest enemy Dick has ever seen!

He took out a bottle of holy water with a little light from his backpack. This kind of liquid containing diluted holy light energy has become his only decisive point. However, when he touched the holy water, Dick's hand touched another thing, which changed his face.

"In the game, you only need to sprinkle holy water on the monster, which can bring considerable corrosion effect!"

Dick twisted open the bottle of holy water, but when he saw Ramsden's huge body, he hesitated for a moment. In the face of this high energy monster beyond imagination, unless Dick can sprinkle holy water into his body, he can't hurt it at all.

When the volume reaches a certain extent, the body becomes the best defense!

Looking at Ramsden's roaring and rushing towards himself, the earth is shaking, Dick seems to be standing in front of a moving mountain peak, and the sickle and chopping axe with fatal light in high-level hate's hand have been waved. No one can bear this blow for any reason, even Dick doesn't want to.

This guy's power is too strong. Even the 100 point power threshold of holy power blessing is one third weaker than its power. There is no way to fight head-on. We can only use the delaying tactics!

"Drop... Trigger mission, break one of its arms!"

"Swallower Ramsden is one of ravendale's right-hand men. It's a barrier you can't cross. Kill it!"

There's no time to think about it!

On Dick's left, by the elder's Square and garden fountain in stansom, a raging fire has been set on fire. It must have been made by Alsace. Dick knows that the fire will eventually spread to the whole stansom. It's very difficult for such a medieval city to be lit, but once it's lit, it's definitely not so easy to put out.

He clenched his teeth and poured a whole bottle of holy water into his mouth.

Bitter! Bitter!

At the entrance of the holy water, Dick felt his mouth numb, but when the cold liquid fell into his stomach, it was silent for a second, and then it burned like a fire.

Dick's holy power is rapidly recovering! Although it didn't feel good, it was like a mass of burning carbon fell into his stomach. Under the dual pressure of internal and external, he quickly broke out all the fighting power.

"Dang!"

Dick waved the fire of justice, smashed the iron hook sweeping over, and the huge power made his body stagger.

We can't fight hard!

So he jumped to the right and came forward. The surface of his body was full of holy light energy. Just like a golden torch, the fire of justice roared around and hit Ramsden's left arm with a scythe. However, at the intersection of the hammer, there was a sound like metal collision.

Dick almost couldn't hold the handle of the hammer because of the anti shock force. He noticed that there were circles of rough but absolutely solid and durable iron armor on his high-level arm.

damn!

Dick, who is bent down, scolds angrily. The sharp hook sweeps over his head. The deformed limb behind Ramsden moves backward, and the flying hook comes from behind Dick again.

But Dick ignored the attack. He quickly moved his body and got close to Ramsden who was slashing wildly with his axe. His bent body rolled on the spot and escaped the roaring hook. At the same time, he quickly got close to Ramsden's body.

"Bang!"

The hammer held in his left hand and the sickle on Ramsden's thick and sewn right hand hit each other. The hammer dancing with one hand could not resist the abominable force at all. It was smashed and flew back. Ramsdon turned his head, and the chopper in his hand was about to be cut off. As a result, in his big eyes and small eyes, he saw Dick lying on the ground, The white and silver dwarf musket stretched out from his right hand.

"Timmy's toy gun!"

After Dick got the fire of justice, this weapon has rarely appeared. However, Dick, who lacks long-range attack means, can only take risks with this gun.

What he was waiting for was this opportunity. He hated that the empty door was open and the gun was facing his face. If Dick was lucky enough, the two bullets might have penetrated Ramsden's brain.

Although he hated this undead construct and would not die immediately if his brain was broken, he lost his fighting wisdom and became a beast that could only use brute force. At that time, with the help of the terrain here, Dick had a 7-point grasp to kill it!

"Boom!"

In Ramsden's eyes, the musket glowed two fiery red lights. The hot bullet was pushed by the explosive powder, and in less than 4 meters, it hit its stitched ugly face at a speed it could not react to.

"Ouch!"

Ramsden roared with pain, his huge body retreated, and the undead who had no time to escape was crushed to pieces. How could Dick miss this good opportunity? He got up from the ground, stuffed the musket back into his rucksack, held the hammer in both hands, took a few steps to run up, swung round and hit Ramsden on his face, which was constantly shaken and torn by bullets.

The golden light and the power of order gushed out from the place where the hammer touched. Each blow could weaken Ramsden's roar by one point. It was not until this time that the holy energy was completely wasted by the holy water that dick shook his arm.

Ramsden's big head had been smashed flat, and the green blood and pestilence escaped from his huge body. Dick was relieved to see this scene.

This kind of injury, even if it's disgusting, can't survive, right?

He twisted his body and was about to clear away the dead around him when he heard a slight noise behind him. Dick's face changed greatly. But the next moment, the heavy chain with barbs was hooked on his leg. Before he even had time to cry, Dick's whole body was driven to the opposite wall.

Ramsden!

It's not dead!