According to historical records, after Titan left the world for the first time, four strange creatures came to Azeroth from the void. They have no entity and infect the whole world with the most primitive chaos. They spread fear and distort all forms of life. Their servants are indescribable things and their existence itself, It's synonymous with distortion and evil.

In that dark age, they almost divided up the whole world. The strongest of them, yashaji, manipulated the emotions of all creatures. The breath it exhaled was substantive chaos, which almost covered the whole sky.

However, the dark age will eventually pass. When the Titans send the most valiant warriors back to the world, all chaos and darkness will be sealed. Yasha will die, but his last breath before death will turn into evil spirit, and he will stay in the land covered by fog forever.

However, according to the oldest Troll literature, it was not four dark things that came to Azeroth at the beginning, but five. At the moment of their coming, they began to fight each other and ate one of them. Only in this way can they have the power to develop and grow.

The name of the ancient god who was divided has long been lost in history. However, in the shadow of the progress of civilization, the dark voice named "sataras" is deeply hidden in the undercurrent of history and has never really been hidden. At this critical moment, Dick is dealing with this mysterious existence.

Looking at the approaching death knights and all kinds of disgust pouring out from the structural area behind him, Dick's chasing wind sword quickly wrapped in a layer of silver light, Lord anweina also raised the hammer, Duke tyrosos and Sylvanas looked serious.

Uther, who was carried by sasaryan, snorted coldly. He moved his weak arms,

"Put me down, Sarian. I'm not weak enough to be carried on my back. Look, these clowns dare to brag in front of me!"

Sasaryan was stunned for a moment, and soon sat on the stone beside him with Uther, who was standing unsteadily. The death knight pointed to the rushing spirits and called out to Dick and sasaryan,

"Hey, boys, help me catch some death knights. I'm a little hungry. I need some energy."

Uther had a cruel smile on her thin face,

"Kel'Thuzad tormented me for two years with his mysterious master, and frankly, I'd like to talk to him!"

This kind of gloomy tone makes Gianna keep away from Uther quietly for a few steps, but Dick's eyes are bright. He and sasaryan look at each other, and then take the initiative to attack the coming death knights.

The silver and blood red light of the sword flashed by. When the wind chasing sword was pushed with all its strength, the heavy current beat back and forth on the body of the death knight opposite. There was also a black storm, which involved those guys. Although it did not cause damage, it greatly delayed their movement and attack speed.

The long sword like a tuning fork and the rune sword intersect. Dick's power erupts at this moment and forcefully lifts the death knight in front of him from the horse. Before he lands, he is tied around his neck by the chain wielded by the paladin. He swings back and hits Uther in front of him.

The death knight struggled to get up, but Uther's palm was on his forehead,

"Don't worry, it won't hurt very much, good boy."

"Ah

The scream of the death knight mixed in the black and red energy storm and was involved in Uther's body. The death knight leaning on the Apocalypse raised his head and made a comfortable groan,

"Not enough! Not enough! "

Uther yelled. When his palm left the forehead of the death knight who was no longer struggling, the black armor had become dim. Uther's foot kicked it, and it broke apart, revealing the dry corpse.

"Bang! Bang

Two more death knights were thrown in front of Uther. The slightly recovered death knights strode forward to the two guys, stepped on one of them's chest, held the apocalypse in both hands, and stabbed down suddenly. The blood red Rune on the bone sword lit up little by little. Obviously, this magic sword also needs to recover some energy.

Uther turned and looked at the Duke of tirosos, who was fighting against hate. He made no secret of his irony,

"Hey, tyrosos, are you old enough to use a sword?"

"Can you shut your mouth! Uther, I can't imagine you've become so noisy after you're dead! "

Prince tyrosos, who was wrapped up in the holy light, swore, turned around and cut out a sharp blade of the holy light. He lit several ghouls, and then kicked Uther with one foot. Uther's Apocalypse hummed forward, and his huge body was cut off from the center, with smooth section and stinking blood overflowing.

"I don't want to eat this. He's so ugly! It will affect my appetite

Uther looked bitterly at the hatred that had been cut into two pieces, then looked back at Dick and sasaryan who were almost surrounded by death knights. He turned his mouth and walked to those death knights with the help of apocalypse,

"All right, all right, I'll do it myself!"

"Little girl Gianna, see those death knights. They are beating your boyfriend, so you have to help me separate them. I can handle the rest myself."

As Uther walked towards the group of death knights, she turned to Gianna, who was releasing the snowstorm to slow down the undead. "Just along the middle of the third line and the fourth line, antonidas should have taught you how to cast accurately. I tell you, you can't do it on such a large scale. If you can't use every drop of magic properly, It's hard for you to reach that threshold. "

Gianna's casting action stopped for a moment. She looked at Uther with her eyes closed to breathe. She pursed her lips. The seal on her hand and the magic mantra she sang changed instantly. When Uther opened her eyes, the three superposed ice cones and the ring of ice of water element beside her broke out together, along the invisible line Uther said, Forced into the death knight's group, divided it into two parts at this moment.

"Well done! I'm a proud disciple of antonidas

Uther resisted the Apocalypse on his shoulder and sighed. Then his legs were forced, and his whole body, like a shell, was catapulted into the death knights. His left hand was opened and crazily buckled on the face of the death knight who was bound by the ice ring in front of him. The unshakable force lifted him into the air.

The same wail sounded in the battlefield, accompanied by Uther's laughter. Death changed the character of the knight named Lightbringer and released his introverted side. He became crazy, irritable, bloodthirsty and cruel.

But this did not change Uther's ferocity at all. After death, Uther changed from a beast who abides by the rules to a more crazy beast. All the rules were thrown aside. He was not afraid of being pierced by the death knight. On the contrary, he imprisoned those weapons with his body and grasped the approaching death knight with his hands, They absorb the darkness and death in their bodies.

Like a lunatic!

Like a madman who can't be defeated at all!

When the 17th mummy was thrown on the ground by Uther, the death knight opposite him began to retreat. As Uther stepped forward step by step, the much weaker black bat wings re opened behind him. Uther put the Apocalypse on his shoulder and grabbed it. The black red energy stabbed into the battle circle around him like a ghost claw, Will be a siege of Dick's death knight from the original place to pull into the hands.

The left hand suddenly tightened, the tall Tauren death knight's body quickly trembled, then quickly shrunk, and finally turned into a mummy. Uther threw it under his feet, and the black bat wings behind him became clearer.

"Cough, your taste is disgusting."

Uther holds the apocalypse in both hands and looks at the death knight in a circle. He makes a gesture of wielding a sword. His angry voice resounds through the sky,

"Not even qualified to make food? Why is such a waste alive? "

The black red blade of energy stabs out from the edge of apocalypse, like a sharp sickle, with a 180 degree angle ° Qi brushed the bodies of the death knights around. They were like stubble cut off from the waist. Even the death horses were cut into two sections.

But in the end, these guys did not die out, because Uther's blade was blocked in the air by a black steel Epee, and another cold blue attack pierced Uther's eyes. The death knight blocked Uther with the apocalypse and stepped back a few steps. Then he stood in the same place. After the dust and blood light came to an end, Two figures, one tall and one short, appeared in Uther's eyes.

"Uther, an old friend has come to see you."

Dasohan held his Epee in front of him. His blood colored eyes looked at Uther, who was a little gasped. His voice was cold. Kurtaz, who was standing beside him, threw the dark green Cape behind him and carried the blue and white hammer in his hands on his shoulders,

"Uther, it's time for you to die, today!"

Uther took a deep breath and suppressed the restless darkness in his body. He dragged the Apocalypse to the ground, touched his beard, and then waved to the two old brothers opposite,

"Make it clear, old man, you are evil dogs, but I am not! If you want my life, take it! "

The next moment, the fierce bat wings collided with the other two blue and blood red light curtains, and the frenzied energy storm caused Gianna's casting to be interrupted. The eldest lady stepped back in embarrassment and avoided the two shadow arrows from high altitude. After she laid the magic shield again and summoned two water elements, her opponent, And jumped off the gargoyle.

There is a man and a woman. The man is wearing green floral foam, with a slovenly face. Looking at Gianna with indifferent gray pupils is like looking at a corpse. The woman is wearing a black robe, but the style of the robe is extremely coquettish. Her two white thighs in silk stockings are looming between the movements. She has long black hair with bangs. If you ignore the heavy makeup, This is a rare beauty.

"Are you Gianna Proudmoore? Dalaran's new mage

The woman covered her mouth and gave out a false and artificial laugh, then attached to the male mage's arms like a lover,

"Honey, we're going to kill a mage Lord. It's really exciting."

Gianna points the staff on the ground. She knows the two guys in front of her, and there is no fear in her face,

"Black witch farina, pestilence emissary North... Dalaran's mage prison, has reserved a place for you!"

The black witch farina didn't pay attention to Gianna's threat at all. Her left hand brushed her slender waist, and a green single technique blade appeared in her hand. The charming villain mage stretched out her bright red tongue, licked it on the blade, and then licked her delicate lips.

"Hee hee, when I cut your pretty face and send you to the entertainment places of orcs, I hope you can be so upright, my baby!"