Chapter 474

For ordinary people, life is everything... Pale, boring, always in a boring samsara in the circle, the name of that samsara is ignorance.

For the immortal species, life means another meaning, no boredom, no boredom, only habits, the cruelest habits, which will destroy all your interests in the world, no love, no disgust, life just exists, that's all.

Therefore, the most excellent long-lived species tend to become paranoid and research maniac in some aspect. They need something to maintain their interest in the concept of "living". Otherwise, they are easy to pursue another meaning because of their extreme boredom.

Death... Degenerates into a truly twisted monster.

Longevity is never a blessing.

Varana was sitting on the bench of purple velvet in the deepest fortress of luolei valley with a leisurely posture. He was holding a book in his hands. The pages of the book were yellow and dry, which was obviously carefully kept. However, the hands holding the book were abnormal white. Although it was not as thin and ferocious as other undead, his nails were frightening, As well as under the white robe, the dense magic lines on the arm, and the ice blue fire of the dead in the eyes, all proved his identity.

Varana played with his long white hair with his fingers. His face was as thin as a dead man. He was still handsome as a living man. But his cold eyes completely destroyed the last softness.

After being attached to death, he still maintains his inherent elegance, but he becomes bloodthirsty and crazy, but he can no longer be close to others, and can only bring more fear and shudder.

The luxury of the chair under him is totally out of tune with the shabby house, but varana just likes to do it. He stares at the thunder flowers falling out of the window. In his long memory of a lifetime, there will not be such bad weather under the sky named Quel'Thalas.

Varana still vaguely remember his original surname, Zhuxing, or Luoxing?

With this sudden memory, the memory of Quel'Thalas once again came to mind, the land full of maple leaves, the gorgeous Magic City, the countless days and nights spent in the boring but fascinating magic research every day, it seems that there is still a woman who can't remember her name

Varana frowned. He knew that the woman was very important to him, but he just couldn't remember her face or even her name.

Until a few seconds later, he saw the skeletal giant driven by the Lich into the portal, the rotten body, which was stinking because of the corrosion of the dark, which made people think of the swollen and twisted dead monster soaked in water at a glance.

That kind of scene interrupted his memory and brought him back to the cold reality... He was no longer varana falling star, he was Prince varana, one of the rulers of saleine, the real high-level undead.

In the battle of Quel'Thalas five years ago, he and countless fire wing mages died in the land he once loved deeply. It was a dream conversion to let Buddha go. When he woke up again, he had appeared in the Icecrown fortress as cold as iron. Outside the soul furnace, he and his brothers knelt down in the dark and cold soul.

There was no resentment, no resistance, or even a trace of emotion.

The most powerful of them were given the name of "Blood Prince", and varana was one of them.

Now they have a new name... SARAIN, blood aristocrat.

At that moment, varana felt that he should be angry, should resist, should hit the fireball in Alsace's face, but not... Nothing.

A voice from the heart told them to obey... So they obeyed.

It's like a pathetic puppet

But everything is over, varana finally adapted to the reality of being an undead. Although the once kind flame no longer obeyed him, varana didn't become weaker after getting used to endless frost and shadow. On the contrary, he became a stronger creature.

He was responsible for the war and occupation of the Northwind tundra, but just as he returned to the icecap glacier, the Northwind tundra collapsed. Now, he is in luolei Valley, the edge of the storm cliff, a noisy but dead place.

Varana doesn't think it's bad here. After embracing the darkness, he prefers to enjoy the quiet by himself. Time can no longer affect him, so he has to find some fun for himself. But just when he puts aside his boring thoughts and puts his eyes on the books in front of him,

"Bang!"

A violent explosion made varana's room vibrate, which undoubtedly interrupted the blood prince's thoughts. With the breaking of the white teleportation light, varana's body appeared at the window, and the book was conveniently placed in the corner of the table by him.

The golden thunder and lightning filled varana's vision, and then burst into the sky. The two forces combined into one, like an unstoppable tide of light, surging in his direction from the far of luolei valley.

Everything along the way was mercilessly submerged. The Frost Giant corpse more than 7 meters high, like the dark skeleton forest, was ignited. The fragile skeletons and walking corpses were like a drop of water dripping into the sea tide, and they couldn't even turn over a single flower.

There is also the darkness behind the tide of light. The familiar darkness is controlled by guys from different camps. They scream wantonly, they rush in frenziedly, they gather together and finally form the dark wings that cover the valley of thunder. The death knights who rush out of the fortress are cut off by a giant ice sickle, Others were surrounded by the dead that appeared from the earth around them.

Ironically, both of them are undead, but because of different wills, they want to fight each other in this dark corner.

And the howl that made varana's heart vibrate.

It is not heard by ordinary people, only in the soul level to show the power of the howl, like the hands of Alsace frost sorrow, but far more arrogant than the cold sword, more wild posture!

The strong enemy has appeared!

Just from the properties of these energies, varana knows who is coming.

Order Knight Dick, vengeance Knight Mograine, and dark knight Uther, those opponents who make Alsace headache, but how can they be here?

Varana's left hand gently in the air, an ice blue, covered with glittering frost spear like staff appeared in his hand, it is cast in the dark fortress of Alsace staff, called the light will be extinguished, it is one of the world's top weapons, is in the hands of the world's most powerful dark mage.

But the blood prince knows that he can't meet the three tough guys here, not the opponent! Will be mercilessly killed, he is more concerned about observing the situation, and then ready to evacuate at any time.

"Interesting..."

Varana watched Dick's figure constantly appear in the golden flash, and then disappear. That kind of violent lightning power even triggered the lightning in the sky, forming a dazzling lightning tide behind him. The gathering of the most explosive forces in nature, even far away, can make varana feel his skin shivering.

And think of the recent period of time, suddenly appeared in the snow outside denifinlay and the whole storm cliff of the stone giant legion, and they and the local iron dwarves and iron viku legion, the crazy war of life and death.

There was an expression of interest on varana's face,

"Dick, do you really have the power that doesn't belong to mortals, or even the world, as rumored?"

"Bang"

The door of the house behind varana was kicked open. This movement made varana turn around. At that moment, he didn't feel anyone approaching outside the house behind him. This shows that the comer is either a powerful sneaker who can avoid detecting magic, or there is a special object that can save varana's dark perception.

But when he saw the guy who broke into the house, the learned and talented blood prince was stunned.

It was a paladin, a paladin whose whole body was shining with the holy light intensity no less than that of Dick and Mograine. His white hair was constantly flying in the light of the holy light, and he was wearing the golden armor of seal cutting holy words. Of course, at a glance, the most attractive thing was the ice blue two handed Tomahawk that he held in his hand.

That's a weapon that shouldn't appear in a paladin's hand at all. If Uther was carrying this Tomahawk, he could understand it, but this Paladin

Varana's eyes were constantly searching for the axe. The axe made him feel very strange, like... Like the feeling of sadness in the face of frost. Although it was not strong, the dark energy of the two was also very different, but it was really hard to ignore.

But old Fordring obviously didn't leave more time for varana's emotion. At the next moment, the shadow's sadness, which was wrapped in the burning holy light, roared and chopped towards varana. The blood prince raised his left hand, and a bloody shield appeared in the air, blocking the front of the icy axe blade of shadow's sadness.

The two contacted and made a sound of metal, but before varana could breathe a sigh of relief, the rune on the surface of shadow's sadness flashed, and a green light darted on the edge of the axe. The next moment, the solid blood shield was cut open.

With a purple flame of soul appearing around old Fordring's body, his strength increased in vain. With the roar of the old knight, the Tomahawk wiped varana's body. Although the next moment, the blood prince appeared in another corner of the room, there was an obvious crack on the sleeve of his arm. If it was a second later, Half an arm will be cut off.

"Kara"

The sharp and unimaginable Tomahawk wiped the air, and the luxurious sofa was cut in half by the edge. With a bang, old Fordring leaned the Tomahawk in front of him. Looking at Prince warrana whose face had completely darkened, his voice had a trace of doubt.

"You are... Different from the rest of the dead!"

"That's why I hate you, a stubborn and flexible Paladin. Please don't associate me with those low-level creatures!"

The corners of varana's mouth twitched, his sharp canine teeth pierced out of his mouth, and there was a trace of palpitating bright red in his eyes. The bloody energy surged behind him, and finally turned into a pair of bloody bat wings, gently stretching,

"I'm the prince of saleine... We sing death, we chase death... We control death!"

"Bang"

Varana's fingers gently stroke in the air, three bloody crescent shaped energy blades across the strange arc in the air, from three directions rushed to Verdin, the latter did not choose to dodge, but rushed up, the edge of the Tomahawk across the sky, completely tearing up the three energy blades.

But at the next moment, four bright red energy chains spring out from four directions and lock them on fording's arms and legs, making the old knight's next strike out of shape. The flapping wings behind varana wipe the old knight's body like a quick shadow. Ten dagger like claws in his hands are closed. His left hand is against the axe blade cut by shadow's sadness, and his right hand is holding it, It broke the burning light and drew a blood light on fording's shoulder.

Varana's figure appeared behind the paladin. He showed a burnt black burn on his arm outside his robe and a ferocious wound on his face. But the next moment, he put his right fingernail in his mouth and licked it. With the blood coming into his body, the two wounds quickly began to heal.

"Bang"

Old Fordring also broke the blood chain that bound his body. He lowered his body slightly. Two purple arcs circled his body. The ice blue battle axe was in his hand. Different colors of runes sparkled different lights and shadows. Varana was obviously a tough opponent, while the prince of SARAIN put out his bright red tongue and licked his lips, There was malice in the eyes full of scarlet light,

"Pleasant taste of blood... Good, your blood is mine!"