Chapter 445

Heifeng sentry station, a stronghold built in the southwest of zudak, is built on the most barren and useless land. The land is so barren that even the dead don't want to touch it.

The outpost is actually a military camp, but compared with the hustle and bustle of other races, it is very quiet.

It's so quiet that it's depressing.

Sassarian sat on the armament box and wiped his sword with a rune cloth. At this time, sassarian would show a rare expression. It seemed that he was in memory and indulged in it. With the mechanical wiping, the two long swords engraved with magical patterns also radiated more and more cold light.

No one bothered him, and no one wanted to disturb sasaryan in this state.

It wasn't until a tall figure stood in front of him, the same cold breath that made the lieutenant recover. He looked up at the uninvited guy.

It was a high elf, the elf of Quel'Thalas, with long white hair on both sides of his cheek, and his thin cheek was not as handsome as before. It looked strange. The slanting eyebrows on both sides added an indescribable indifference to the face that had been covered by death.

He is wearing black armor. It seems that it is not the sarongye iron armor circulating in the black front knights, but the armor with strong spirit style. He also carries a double handed Epee shining with green light, which is also gorgeous. The most striking thing about that sword is that the blade is not an ordinary triangular blade, but a rare open blade. After the sacrifice of puncture, the blade is very beautiful, It's killing power.

This death knight, whom Sarian has never seen before, is probably a new comer.

With the advance of the northern expedition, the originally mysterious black front Knights have fallen into the eyes of the major camps, especially the warriors of all races who died accidentally, either through private means or through official contacts. In short, after every big and small battle, black front Knights will secretly rush to the battlefield.

But not everyone is qualified to join the Knights of the black front. Uther doesn't care much whether he was a villain or a saint as long as he is the most capable and determined. Death will wipe out everything, no matter it's glory or sin.

The high elf death knight looked at sasaryan, and sasaryan looked at him. Finally, the lieutenant lowered his head and continued to wipe his sword, ignoring the guy's unpleasant look. He never appeared.

This indifference seems to have infuriated the high elf death knight, he said in a low, hoarse voice,

"I know you, sarrian!"

"A lot of people know me..."

Sasalian responded. There was no change in his face. He wiped his left sword and raised his right sword. But the response stopped abruptly. It seemed that the death knight didn't intend to finish his words.

So the high elf death knight said,

"In the forest of Yongge in Quel'Thalas... My brother faltora, I lost him, in your hands!"

As soon as the action of wiping the blade stopped, he raised his head for the first time and carefully looked at the face of the death knight. It seemed that he wanted to see the face of the man who died under his sword, but he failed in the end.

Too many lives have passed, and they have not even touched his heart. His heart has already become cold, at the moment when Alsace's blade pierced his heart, at the moment when he was forced to kill his mother himself.

"Sorry."

Sasaryan whispered, and then went on with what he hadn't done just now. This attitude completely angered the elf death knight. He grabbed sasaryan's collar and lifted him from the combat readiness box. His ice blue eyes stared at sasaryan, trying to find even a trace of guilt from his face.

But there's No... there's no fluctuation.

"Asshole! Remember my name, my name is kurdilla. After killing the Lich King, I will personally end your evil soul that should have been gone, I swear

Sasaryan looked at the beating fire of the dead in front of him. There was a smile on his face,

"Welcome

"Pa!"

Kurdilla lost his heart completely because of this kind of indifference. He swung his left hand and threw out sasaryan. The lieutenant got up from the ground. He was a little embarrassed. But looking at kurdilla's angry back, he shook his head, sat back on the box and continued to wipe his sword blade.

There is no fighting, because there is no need to fight, kurdila is not the enemy, that's all.

Five minutes later, the shrill sound of the horn rang through the black front sentry station. Sasaryan carried the long Rune sword back behind him and followed the death knights out of the camp. In the open space in front of the two giant purple Rune blades of the black front sentry station, a tall figure was standing there. It was Uther, the death knight with the magic sword, Master of the Knights of the black front.

One of the most powerful death knights.

Sasaryan and more than ten death knights who initially followed Uther stood at the front of the team. This is a black army. There is no other color except black. It is heavy and suffocating, and depressing and maddening.

Death fills the earth like the end is coming.

Uther turned around. He looked at the black blade he had made with one hand. He had no emotion in his eyes. He held out his hand and pointed to the direction of dactylon fortress in the distance,

"We've been here for a long time, and I'm tired of dealing with those low-level spirits. So today, we're going to take down the fort and cut off the head of the stupid man named dakuru, so as to prove to our old friend Alsace that we, the dead who were killed by him and crawled out of hell, are coming!"

The death knights have no objection to this. They come here just for revenge. They can't see the blood with Alsace's bayonet yet, so it seems very good to pull out a fortress as an appetizer first.

But Uther's story is obviously not over yet. After a few seconds, he said again,

"Another thing, I'd like to introduce a new friend to you. You may have dealt with him in the past. He used to be the sharpest knife in Alsace. Now, he's on our side."

"Mr. rothema, come and say hello to your new companion."

When she heard the name, she raised her eyebrows, and then saw that the high elves with black armor, black rose bow and black phoenix Epee came out of the shadow behind Uther. This ultimate hiding ability! What a shock!

Lothema's eyes were as cold as Uther's, and even closer to the actual blade. He glanced at the army in front of him, did not speak, but stood on one side indifferently.

Uther didn't care about these things. He turned to lothema and said,

"So, your first mission, korramas, the easternmost disaster floating city of zudak, how many people do you need?"

Lothema looked at him, then at the bone sword that Uther was carrying behind him, and said coldly,

"I'm enough alone... Too much is in the way."

Uther didn't seem surprised. He nodded,

"Good! But be careful not to destroy the city. We have to keep them as strongholds. "

With that, the death knight turned to look at the others,

"Sasaryan, you take the brothers of the first, third, eighth and ninth units with me to Fort dacsalon, and the others are led by olivetta and Sawal to the other two cities of the disaster floating sky."

"This battle, whether it's life or death, depends on success or failure!"

Uther said, then turned to leave, lothema followed him, while the rest of the death knights quickly began to form, death is not the end, in addition to the transformation of life form, they also have their own joys and sorrows, even every death knight is special, they have their own feelings.

Sasaryan is about to leave, a pair of cold, but extremely slender hands from the back around his neck, followed by an equally cold body, like playing, hanging behind him.

There was a strange expression on the Lieutenant's face, which broke his indifference,

"Well, don't play, theox. You should go to disaster floating city with Mrs. olivetta. You know, that lady doesn't like to be late."

"But I miss you, Lieutenant Sarian. Have you ever thought about me?"

A hoarse and slender voice came from behind. Without looking back, sasaryan knew who it was. The Banshee theox, an alternative in the black front knights, seemed to have stronger feelings than other death knights, but it was not love, just habit... Sad habit.

"Come on, theos, you and I both know that we don't have this thing for a long time."

Sasaryan reached out and let go of the hands that the Banshee Sioux wrapped around his neck. She turned and looked at the night elf death knight. Her cheek was also thin, but it had a special aesthetic feeling for women. The necromancer she called was also different from the skeletons or abominations of other death knights. It was a creature similar to a troll barbarian, He was also wearing special armor.

Sarian knew that it was Andrea, a dead spirit who claimed to be a servant of Sioux.

"Come on, what's the matter."

Theox gave Sarian a disgruntled look, then rubbed her nails and whispered,

"I have a message that you are absolutely interested in, but you have to kiss me first..."

Before the Banshee's words were finished, Sarian turned and left. Then he heard the Banshee's slow voice,

"About a human girl named Theresa and a new black front named kurdilla..."

Sasaryan's steps stopped. There are many girls named Theresa in the world, but he only cares about one of them. Judging from theox's winning face, this is obviously the one he worries about most.

In the end, the Banshee Sioux got what she wanted with satisfaction, while sasaryan got another thing.

Ten minutes later, in the death knight team that is going to fight, recruit kurdilla is a little nervous. This is his first fight as a death knight, which is different from his fight in Quel'Thalas army. Just as he wipes his double swords, a figure appears in front of him.

It's sasaryan. Kurdilla looks at the guy who took his brother's life. His eyes are full of hatred,

"What are you doing here? Do you want to die? "

On the contrary, he looked at him very seriously, but still did not speak. This special gesture surprised kurdilla. Soon, this accident turned into irritability

"What on earth do you want to do?"

"Furu... Ready to go!"

Sarian dropped a word to him and turned to leave. Kurdilla looked at the back of the lieutenant and gasped,

"Stupid idiot!"