Chapter 32

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

There were two clear sounds of weapons fighting in the empty black crypt, followed by a series of blows like a storm. The golden hammer and the black Rune sword crossed each other, and the two figures stopped behind each other.

Dick, who was full of golden light all over his body, lowered his head and saw the path of holy light on the ground. He held the fire of justice under his body like a burning flame, and moved his arm hard. There was a scar on his chest, a black one, which was like the scar of insects rolling. The blood could not flow out, and it was evaporated by boiling power.

When the corrosive energy collides with the golden light, it will make a Zizi sound, which looks very strange.

Behind him, there was a black figure on a big horse. After crossing with Dick, the skeleton horse under the Black Knight's crotch was burned to ashes, whistling. The knight on the horse shook his body and stood firmly on the ground.

He was wrapped in a long black hood, holding a red and green sword in his left hand. Under the hood, he was wearing hard armor, black, ferocious and exquisite. His wrists, shoulders, abdomen and the surface of his boots were all painted with black skeletons.

The whole person looks like a destroyer coming out of the darkness. At the place where he was hit by the fire of justice, that is, his heart, there is a depression on the black armor. The gathered holy light stays in the depression and constantly burns the dark body under the armor.

In this gloomy black crypt, every second, Dick is attacked by a ring of corrosive energy. Although there is a lot of holy light outside his body, the impact again and again consumes a lot of energy.

Especially after the battle time is extended, the residual energy of this wave of impact converges together, which brings a serious burden to his body.

Dick turned his head and looked at the black knight standing still. There was a trace of reluctance in his eyes, but the sword had stabbed him in the heart. Before reaching the legend, here was the fatal wound.

"Bang!"

Dick's body hit the ground, and he convulsed in pain. The Black Knight, who was seriously injured, turned around and looked at Dick's armor and weapons. He seemed to wonder how the insect that could hurt himself appeared in his city?

But at this time, Dick had no way to tell him these things. The Black Knight half knelt on the ground, raised the rune sword in his hands, pointed it at Dick's body and stabbed it down.

But at the moment of contact with Dick's body, Dick lying on the ground suddenly turned into a smoke and quickly disappeared beside him.

At the same time, the rune sword, which had collided with the fire of justice many times, was broken at the moment when it touched the ground. With the blessing of the great power of the Black Knight, these fragments were flying around, and even one of them flew straight towards his face.

"Miso!"

The sharp blade cuts across his face and cuts out a large wound. But there is no blood flowing out of the wound. The black energy escaping from the wound is wrapped in the Black Knight's face. Soon, the injured part of his face is completely restored.

The Black Knight didn't care about these things. He looked up and felt the whole army of hatred outside. His cold face was still cold, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At the moment he looked up, an ice blue face appeared in the faint light, thin, dry, and a pair of blood red fire of the dead and black hair.

Although there has been some deformation, but still can clearly distinguish, this... This is ravendale!

On the other side, the pain in his chest was still there, and his heart seemed to be pierced. But Dick had opened his eyes. He sat up from the bed and touched it in the dark. At the moment when his palm touched the handle of the hammer of the fire of justice, the golden light suddenly lit up the whole house.

Dick put the lamppost like hammer on the table, then sat down, poured himself a glass of water, and took out a black pipe. While he was familiar with the spicy tobacco of the world, he recalled the battle just now.

Yes, it's not a dream!

It was a real duel! He and ravendale duel, such a duel has been carried out 17 times, but each time, he was defeated in the hands of this is not a powerful death knight.

He took out the key from his arms, which had become very fragile. It changed from light blue to pale white, just like rust. As long as he exerted himself, the key would break. That's how he dueled with ravendale, the key to the "stansom replica". There were only three times left in 20 times, but he still couldn't get through the customs alone.

Dick knows that it's all ravendale in other time lines. He enters those time lines in a special projection way. The places he enters are the front door of stansom. Moreover, he can never get out of stansom's area. Monsters will not drop equipment and have no so-called experience.

In short, this is a place for him to sharpen his fighting skills.

Ravendale... The guy at the end of all the famous death knights may not even be a hero, but Dick still can't beat him.

He thought for a long time, but he had no idea about the understanding of the battle. Looking at the white sky outside the window, Dick simply put on his clothes, carried the fire of justice behind him, opened the door, and began the "morning exercise" every morning.

"Break through from here today!"

Dick hummed, along the alley of stansom, came to the deepest part of the city, chose a direction at random, weighed the fire of justice in his hand, and then walked to the elite souls who wandered around aimlessly.

What can be put here by ravendale, even if it's a dead bone, is absolutely a sharp dead bone. The ghouls are dangerous guys who understand the skills similar to "plague claw". Not to mention, there are high-level loathing wandering here from time to time, and you never know which dark corner will suddenly jump out a ferocious Banshee.

In a word, few people come to this dark area. In the past two months, even the two lines of defense have organized three attacks, each of which has been used for training.

Dick's plan put forward at the silver hand conference was almost totally negated, but unexpectedly, the one of accelerating the growth of paladins was retained. The recruits sent from Tyr's hand were almost full of the positions that Dick was responsible for, and even the deeper defense line of dasohan suffered from it.

But there is no way. The focus of the whole silver hand knights is now on andohar. The 70W undead in that city will not be wiped out one day, and sidaronmir, as the granary of the Empire, will not be able to resume operation one day. In the past two months, after the recruits have a little combat power, Uther has taken away all the old knights on the two fronts.

You say the troops are not enough? that 's ok! You want 1000 people? I'll give you 2000 people!

As a result, when he first joined forces with the military zone of dasohan to wipe out the undead in the depth of stansom, a 200 person detachment was almost destroyed by ravendale's commando team composed of four detestable necromancers, one small group of necromancers and two small groups of elite skeleton warriors.

If Dick and dashohan didn't rush into the battle at the last moment with the only remaining veterans, even the remaining more than 100 people would be surrounded, divided and eaten away.

Now, these Paladin recruits, who have been training in the hands of tyre, know the horror of real war. But Dick's training for them is just beginning, and his training is very simple. 2000 people were divided into 100 teams, each team of 20 people, one round a day. Under the leadership of veterans, they went deep into the city. They could not bring back the heads of 10 dead souls, and they continued the next day.

Every half a month, a large-scale military training is conducted. Everyone goes out together to wipe out the undead wandering in the city. In this kind of high-intensity training with real weapons and weapons, the recruits grow very fast. Even dasohan, who at the beginning did not agree with this method of using his life to fight, marveled at the growth speed of the recruits on Dick's side. Soon, similar operations began in the military area.

But for Dick, it's just a little fight. He hardly has time to spare. Every day he trains, trains, trains, beats the dead, sleeps. Even when he sleeps, he will continue to hone his martial arts skills in another time line.

In just two months, Dick completed five random tasks, his strength rose to 55 points, his agility rose to 48 points, and his energy doubled to 80 points. The overall combat effectiveness is almost one-third higher than that of Ramsden, but he is still not satisfied.

There is only one reason why Dick works so hard.

Arthas, you're coming back!

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Northernmost land, mysterious continent Northrend, keel wilderness north, forgotten ice cave.

This is a place where the soul of the entrant can be frozen. Arthas stands on the golden hammer "Revenge of the Holy Light" not far from a stone platform. In front of him, a long black blue sword is floating on the stone platform. On the stone platform, there is an inscription that can make people dizzy at a glance.

A dwarf with a Tomahawk and a hammer pinned to his waist was lying on the stone platform. He had a heavy book in his hand. The dwarf's thick fingers scratched the inscription little by little and said the translated meaning word by word.

"Those who hold this sword have eternal power! This sword shows its sharpness by biting blood. Only when this sword bites soul can it show its power! "

After reading it, the dwarf himself was probably shocked by the murderous and evil inscriptions. He stepped back and looked at Alsace hesitantly,

"Arthas, this is a magic sword! This is definitely not what you are looking for! Let's get out of here, I have a kind of... A kind of foreboding! "

The dwarf with a beautiful orange red beard spoke to Alsace. His name was Muradin. Muradin Bronzebeard was the younger brother of magni Bronzebeard, the dwarf king of Ironforge. He was also the honorary director of the Ironforge explorers Association. Alsace met them when he landed.

At that time, the camp of dwarves was being attacked by a group of undead. Alsace did not hesitate to kill the spider like undead with his soldiers. In order to repay Alsace's kindness, Muradin asked why, and immediately said that he would help Alsace find the legendary sword that could control the undead.

Because of Dick's intervention, history changed here. Arthas explained to his father, King Terenas, the reason why he went to the north. Although the old king did not give up, he did not ask Arthas to withdraw as hard as in the original history. Naturally, there would be no vicious incident of burning ships and killing people.

After asking farek and Maven to take care of the camp, the two powerful guys set out on the journey to find the sword.

Muradin and Alsace are actually acquaintances. When Alsace was a child, Muradin once served as his swordsmanship instructor for a short time. Muradin knew that Alsace was a man full of justice when he was a child, but it was not until they broke through the blizzard and entered this gloomy ice cave that Muradin found something wrong.

"Arthas? Alsace! Are you listening to me? "

"Er... You go, Muradin, go back to your people, don't stay here, this sword... This sword is my destiny, I see it!"

"You are crazy! My friend, come with me

"No... I can't go... I want to save my people, as long as I tame this sword... Yes, I can tame it! I can... "

"Ah

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