Chapter 33 2. Death's Touch

"It's noon, when the sun is at its hottest!"

Captain Scalok led a full 110 soldiers and stood outside the forest. He shouted to the team members behind him:

"Don't be afraid. Even ghosts don't dare to move in the sun. We have brought enough holy water! Don't be afraid, we still have the advantage in numbers!"

These words gave the fearful soldiers some confidence, and seeing their morale recovering slightly, the captain turned his head and said to the three lieutenants behind him:

"The search time is 4 hours. Regardless of whether you find it or not, you must get out of the forest before the sun goes down! Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir!"

"Okay, Drake, you and I are on the same team, and the others spread out in three directions! The search begins!"

Led by the three lieutenants, the soldiers formed a loose formation and walked into the forest. From a distance, the blue and white intertwined armor appeared and disappeared in the forest, which looked very strange.

"Captain, this time you actually need to lead the team yourself."

Putting on a set of thick blue armor and holding an epee, Lieutenant Drake said with some embarrassment: "It seems that I caused you trouble."

Holding a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, Captain Skarlock shook his head. He inserted the long sword into the scabbard at his waist, took out snuff and took a sip, and then said slowly:

"Don't say that, Draco, we have been friends for several years."

The captain smiled and patted the lieutenant on the shoulder:

"Moreover, the major general also attaches great importance to this search and arrest. As long as we find any clues related to orcs in the hilly forest, the major general can use this as evidence and request the military to change the action order... You know, don't All countries are fighting orcs, and the soldiers are very dissatisfied with our Alterac guarding the country's gates."

Having said that, some bald captains were obviously very dissatisfied, he snorted:

"Our Majesty the King is indeed a little too timid!"

"Yeah, you can't get promoted without a war."

Lieutenant Drake was a downright reckless man. He put on his heavy iron bucket helmet and said in a low voice, "I was promoted to a rank after fighting half a year ago. I still hoped that I could become a captain after fighting the orcs." , with better luck, maybe I can become a major or something."

"Hahaha, I just like soldiers like you!"

Captain Scallock laughed and said: "Don't worry, with General Blackmore, we will not be short of battle."

"But I've always had a question, Captain."

Drake looked around and lowered his voice: "It was half a year ago, that night, there was an elf who came to ask for help. Do you remember, why I never saw it again..."

"Shut up!"

The captain's face suddenly became gloomy, and he scolded: "Draco, keep this matter in your heart, no matter who it is, you are not allowed to speak out! Do you understand?"

"Well..."

Before the lieutenant could answer, a scream suddenly sounded in the distance of the forest.

"Ahhhh!"

The sound came suddenly, and the cutoff was also abrupt. In just 2 seconds, the lieutenant and captain looked at each other, and both drew their weapons at the same time.

"Everyone, follow up, go over there and have a look!"

When the captain and lieutenant led the soldiers to the left outside the forest, the two of them, together with the soldiers behind them, were stunned by the tragedy in front of them.

The trees in this forest seemed to be blown by a storm. The small trees were broken, and the big trees were covered with frosted sword marks. On the grass covered with fallen leaves, there were at least 10 corpses lying here and there. Most of them were headed by a sword, and the wounds were frozen.

There were also a few who were almost decapitated by brute force. The worst was the team leader who was pierced by a bone arrow through his throat and nailed to a tree trunk. This slaughterhouse-like scene made people sick.

Lieutenant Drake approached the captain and saw his eyes that were dying. The soldier gritted his teeth and reached out to close his colleague's eyelids.

"Our estimate was a bit wrong!"

The captain half-kneeled on the ground with an ugly expression. In front of his eyes, there were staggered footprints. Even a layman could tell that there was definitely more than one pair of footprints inside.

"It seems that there is not just one enemy... there are at least two!"

Before the words fell, there was another scream, this time very close to where the two people were, Lieutenant Drake clenched the epee in his hand, and rushed out without saying a word, he is a very simple soldier , Seeing his companion die tragically, he must avenge his companion.

"Draco! Slow down! Wait for us!"

Captain Scalos saw Drake rushing out, cursed, drew out his sword and shield, and hurried to catch up, but this time, because of the distance, they saw the assailant.

When the captain rushed into the nearby forest path with sword and shield in hand, Lieutenant Drake had already fought with the enemy.

The lieutenant in blue armor was waving an epee with astonishing bravery. Opposite him was a human wearing black armor and holding a black battle axe.

The moment he saw the human, Captain Skarlock was somewhat disappointed. Not being an orc meant that their initial guess was wrong, but they couldn't just let Drake fight alone.

"Go! Kill that human traitor!"

When the captain gave an order, more than a dozen soldiers behind him pulled out their swords and shields one after another, and rushed forward with shouts.

Seeing the powerful enemy approaching, the silent human in black armor didn't panic. He waved a heavy scepter with his left hand, forcing Lieutenant Drake back. The huge force hit a soldier behind him.

"Ah ah ah"

The soldier wailed in pain, knelt down on the ground, his whole body twitched, the powerful punch just now completely destroyed his body, and in just a few seconds, the soldier's breathing became weak.

However, the captain had the numerical advantage after all. After the black-armored knight repelled the first wave of attacks, the soldiers swarmed up and slashed their weapons on him.

The collision between the weapon and the armor made a clanging sound, and several soldiers pierced the black armored knight's body with their sharp swords through the gap in the armor.

But the next moment, something shocking happened. Even though his body was pierced, the black armored knight still did not stop fighting, as if he could not feel any pain at all. With the sword fully inserted, there was a loud shout.

The weird purple light swayed, and the "Resurrection" spell stored on the scepter exploded, but all the corpses that came into contact with the aura stood up again in a strange posture under the terrified eyes of the soldiers, and then Waving the long sword, he rushed towards his companions a few minutes ago.

This evil spell of resurrection from the dead broke the will of all soldiers in an instant.

"Mark! What's wrong with you, Mark! Don't come here! Don't come here...ah!!"

Such screams of fear resounded everywhere on the battlefield in the forest for a while. The captain and lieutenant stood together. Seeing that the situation was irreversible, Captain Skarlock ordered decisively:

"Retreat! Retreat!"

"crack clap clap"

Just 1 second after the order to retreat was issued, black shadows in the forest moved, and a group of dark war horses rushed out from the hillside, and the knights carrying them stopped behind the group of soldiers.

"Oh...the one who is not afraid of death is delivered to your door again."

The knight in black got off his horse and pulled out his bow with his backhand. When he was walking towards the battlefield, he let go of the bow string. Every time he shot, a soldier must fall to the ground. This cruel killing almost became the last straw that broke the camel's back , the soldiers fled in all directions screaming, while Lieutenant Drake roared and rushed towards the black knight.

"Captain! Go! I'll help you block him! Go for help!"

Seeing that Drake rushed into the side of the black knight, Captain Skarlock hesitated for a moment, the voice of the soldier in his heart shouted for him to go up and help, while the voice of the nobleman suggested that he go back for help.

After hesitating for less than a second, the captain turned and ran.

And behind him, Tyrion looked at the big man in blue armor who was rushing towards him in front of him, a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth, he put the war bow behind his back, and pulled out the black epee behind his backhand. The moment it fell into Tyrion's hands, death energy covered the epee, and the three strange runes engraved on the sword shone with a pale color of ice.

When Tyrion swung the epee, the sharp blade was already covered with a layer of cold frost.

"boom"

The two heavy swords collided, and the dark aura on Tyrion's body swayed. He looked at the ferocious bull-like warrior in front of him, and said softly:

"Brute force...Human, you have courage."

"So what! I don't need the praise of my enemies!"

Lieutenant Drake regarded Tyrion's praise as a shame. He took half a step back and recharged his energy. The epee in his hand looked at Tyrion's body at a strange angle. A moment ago, Tyrion shook his fingers regretfully.

"I mean, the guy with the guts gets to the end. And it's a pity you didn't deserve to get hurt..."

"What's the meaning?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Lieutenant Drake's heart, seeing that the sharp blade in his hand was about to cut off Tyrion's slender waist, and at this moment.

A burst of pain erupted from the inside of the body, making Lieutenant Drake's slash completely out of shape, the epee was easily blocked by Tyrion's gauntlet, and Lieutenant Drake in front of him turned pale and trembling in an instant It's like dying.

"boom"

The lieutenant's body shook, and he knelt weakly before Tyrion's eyes. In the scraped wounds on his body, the blood that belonged to him gathered in Tyrion's palm in a creepy way Then, more than half of the blood was drawn in an instant. This lieutenant is not dead yet, and he is already considered an extraordinary talent.

"Ka Ka Ka"

The bright red blood cells were frozen little by little in Tyrion's palm. He put it by his nose and smelled it, and let out a satisfied sigh:

"Hmm... the blood of a warrior is a delicacy worth tasting."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Captain Skarlock who had run nearly 30 yards away. A trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. The epee sword in his hand was inserted into the ground, and his right hand stretched out. There was a flash on his arm.

"Your life is in my hands!"

The dark red death energy spewed out like a snake, crossed a not-so-long distance in the forest, clung tightly to the captain's back, and then retracted crazily.

Like a rope made of death energy, it brought the escaped captain back to Tyrion.

"Snapped"

The captain's body fell on the ground covered with fallen leaves in a whirling leap. He wanted to struggle to get up, but in the next second, the pointed combat boots decorated with black skulls stepped on his back, and Tyrion put his hands together. Holding Captain Drake's epee backwards, staring at Captain Skarlock who was struggling at his feet, he said softly:

"Cowards... can't live to the end..."

"puff"

Tyrion's arms pressed down, and the heavy sword with dark red light pierced the captain's armor, pierced his chest, and nailed him to the ground. Captain Carlock's struggling face was full of blue veins, his eyes were wide open, and his body was jumping like a fish thrown out of the water at this moment.

In the next second, this body was completely abandoned by life.

"hum"

Under the manipulation of death energy, a drop of warm blood fell into Tyrion's fingertips. He stretched out his tongue and licked it, a trace of disgust appeared in his ice blue eyes.

"Blood of cowards...disgusting!"

At the same moment when the two leaders were easily defeated, the remaining dozen or so soldiers who followed them were also beheaded to death by the silent human knight manipulating the moving corpses.

After smashing the head of the last fleeing soldier with his own hands, the silent human knight pulled out the sword stuck in his body and threw it aside. fell to the ground.

He walked up to Tyrion, bowed respectfully, and said in a jerky voice:

"The enemy has been dealt with, we should go, Lord Tyrion."

"No, there's one more..."

Tyrion looked back at Lieutenant Drake, who was kneeling on the ground with half his life left. He walked up to the lieutenant, squatted down, and put his hand on the lieutenant's shoulder. He looked at Drake and said in a deep voice :

"I like warriors, so you have a chance to live... When you return everything here to your general, don't use "cruel" to describe me! You see, if you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence. ..”

Tyrion stood up, whistled, and the silent skeleton horse came to him. The elf knight turned on his horse and pulled down the broken hood. Behind him, the human knight was also riding a silent horse. , the two quickly disappeared into the forest, and the strange conversation between the two could be heard faintly.

"Glockush, don't you think I'm being kind? Look, I just spared his life!"

"If no one sees him for 20 minutes, he will die. This behavior is far from being kind. He will be there alone waiting to die...My lord, this is cruel."

"Damn Glokush, you are not humorous, why did I choose you as my squire!"

And on Lieutenant Drake's shoulder, where Tyrion had just touched, terrible chilblains appeared on the lieutenant's skin, spreading to other parts of the body at an extremely fast speed, taking away little by little. The only heat left in Lieutenant Rucker's body.

It's almost like...reaper's touch.