Chapter 44 13. Walking with Death

In Tyrion's memory, the death knight profession in the game system has blood specialization. They can skillfully absorb the blood from the enemy's body to replenish their own vitality, or inject blood disease into the enemy's body to greatly weaken the opponent. .

Those death knights' control over blood is undoubtedly top-notch, and their various blood skills have not been "copied" by Tyrion with his own methods, not only blood specialization, but also frost specialization who specialize in killing There are still 90% of the skills of the spirit and the evil specialization who specialize in summoning that have not been copied, but even so, relying on the few skills he has currently mastered is enough to cause very terrible damage in battle.

In the corpse explosion when Khadgar escaped, Tyrion injected his inferior blood plague into the mage's body, so Khadgar would feel his blood boiling, and he also had the same inferior frost plague, so Chilblains will appear on the mage's body.

And Tyrion used his blood-draining ability to detonate the blood plague in Khadgar's blood vessels. Although the terrifying effect was much worse than the original version, it was definitely enough to check and balance Khadgar at the current stage.

As for drawing blood, this is the instinct of the blood elves of Salein, just like the instinct of the high elves of Quel'Thalas to manipulate magic power, and there is almost no need to learn it.

"Your men are being slaughtered! Time to turn around, Windrunner!"

Tyrion casually pulled out the epee stuck on the ground, hooked the fingers of the other hand, and the ranger Celent lying at his feet groaned more painfully, and more blood was drawn from his body , Gathered into another crystal blood cell in front of Tyrion.

In the distance of his vision, Glokush is waving a scepter, harvesting the lives of those strange rangers. The scepter in the black hand was engraved with a blood-draining rune by Tyrion. Healing with the black hand, combined with Glokush's divine power and the death grip he just learned with difficulty, ordinary rangers can't keep a distance in front of him.

"All I want is that mage! This has nothing to do with you!"

These words made Alleria's silver teeth gnaw into pieces. She felt the threat from Tyrion and Glokush, she threw away the bow in her hand, and pulled out Sasdora behind her backhand, And when he saw this war bow, Tyrion's eyes narrowed immediately.

Of course he knows this treasure handed down from the Windrunner family, this strange and powerful magic bow has the ability to threaten his life!

"swish"

The death grip flung out from his palm, grabbed the Serent under his feet, and pressed the frost-covered sharp blade against the ranger's neck. At this moment, Tyrion's hoarse voice sounded:

"Unfortunately, you made a wrong choice, Windrunner."

"Then come! Let your sharp arrows pierce your compatriots, and then pierce my body...Friendly reminder, he will die, but I will not!"

"Leave me alone! Captain, kill him!"

Celent struggled hard in Tyrion's hands. The pain of losing blood made him pale and his whole body twitched. He shouted loudly:

"Don't forget why you came to this battlefield! Revenge Tyrion! Revenge me by the way!"

After finishing speaking, the Ranger Captain rubbed his neck towards Tyrion's blade, intending to take the initiative to seek death to completely relieve Aurelia's hesitation, but the next moment, Tyrion's cold blade pulled away from him His body was replaced by a fist that hit his neck.

"boom"

The unconscious Celent was thrown at Tyrion's feet. The death knight himself didn't know why he made this stupid choice, probably... maybe the memory of the past was still tormenting him.

"whoosh whoosh"

The moment Celent slipped from Tyrion's palm, Sasdora's bowstring rang, and three black magic arrows shot out from Aurelia's fingertips, at a distance of less than 15 meters between the two. The sharp arrows hardly had time to float, the first two were blocked by the death shield on Tyrion's body, and the last pierced through the shield and pierced into his dead body.

"boom"

The power of the magic arrow exploded in his chest, tearing the black armor and tearing apart the flesh. If it was a living person, this blow would be enough to kill him, but he was already dead, and was blown away by the magic arrow. The body rolled on the ground for several weeks, he propped himself on the ground with his left hand, and his legs worked hard.

"boom"

The dirt under the Death Knight's feet flew up, and dark red energy covered his chest, filling his wounds, while he himself swung his heavy sword and rushed towards Alleria.

"Hey!"

The epee wrapped in cold air slammed down, causing the flying mud on the ground to be frozen the moment it flew out of the ground, but this blow was dodged by Alleria in the gap, and the toes of the windrunner ranger Pointing to the ground, as if there was no weight, he retreated rapidly towards the rear, and the death knight entangled in dark energy all over his body followed closely.

"clap clap"

While retreating, the eldest daughter of Windrunner drew the bowstring while dodging Tyrion's epee attack. In just a few seconds, three sharp arrows were shot, but they were all shot by Tyrion. Unbelievable dodge dodge.

It's like... like Tyrion completely foresees the rhythm of her attack.

This made Alleria's complexion change drastically.

"who are you!"

Her feet were on the ground, and her whole body rolled backwards lightly for several weeks, and lightly landed on the ground behind her. Her fingers were trembling, and she pulled Sasdora away several times in a short period of time. For her now, it is a heavy burden.

"boom"

Tyrion's epee was stuck on the ground, and he stopped chasing Aurelia. His fingers stroked the wound on his chest. With the help of the blood he had absorbed just now, his wound had recovered completely. Looking at the man holding the bow, Windrunner, he let out a hoarse laugh:

"Windrunner, I can only say that your attack is still the same old style."

These words made Alleria frowned, and she raised Sasdora again:

"It's not over yet!"

"No! It's over!"

Tyrion hooked his lowered fingers, and Alleria immediately felt the strange energy fluctuations behind her. Under her feet, the corpse of a ranger whose head had been smashed by Glokush was trembling abnormally.

"boom"

The weak death energy exploded, and even the corpse was flying in flesh and blood in an instant. This kind of explosion could not harm Windrunner's body, but it was enough to interrupt her attack rhythm. After the subconscious dodge was completed, reflected What was in sight was Tyrion's sharp sword that was swiftly slashed.

Like a scythe of death.

Frost overflowed, and the moment the blade touched Alleria's neck, Tyrion's ice-blue eyes jumped, and his wrist flipped in an instant.

"boom"

Alleria's body shook after being hit hard on the head, and finally fell to the ground, and was held in the arms of the death knight.

On the bloody battlefield, Tyrion hugged the girl he used to be, his eyes were a little confused, the active change came so suddenly, like a subconscious instinct.

Even after death, this body still seemed stubbornly unwilling to hurt her.

"boom"

The epee pierced the ground again, bringing up the overturned soil.

Tyrion stretched out his finger with the steel gauntlet, trying to caress Aurelia's cheek, but at the moment he was about to get close, he withdrew his finger abruptly, as if afraid of hurting her.

Death has taken away almost all his things, and everything left to him is so precious, the special emotion rolling in the dead heart, is this love?

Maybe not, after all, he has no heart...

The contradictions of thinking collided back and forth in his mind, which made him hesitate rarely. After the new birth of death, no matter who he faced, he had never hesitated like this. The kind of thinking that burst out of his mind made him a little at a loss. The kind of emotion that only belonged to the living burst out in his mind so violently for the first time after death.

It made him feel cramped and panicked, and he even wanted to drop the girl in his arms and turn around to leave, but in the end, he suppressed the inner churning instinct and forced himself not to look at her face.

He thought that death had taken away this memory, but in fact, it was still sleeping in the deepest part of his cold mind.

"Fu..."

Tyrion, who hadn't breathed for a long time, heaved a sigh of relief. He tore off his remaining cloak, and wiped off the flesh and blood on Aurelia's face. Khadgar's side.

He looked at the pale mage at his feet, a murderous intent flashed in his icy blue eyes, but in the end he stepped on the mage's chilblained arm with his cold and sharp boots. With this pain, he was on the verge of coma Khadgar woke up.

"bass"

The cold blade touched Khadgar's neck, the mage raised his head, and saw those emotionless ice blue eyes, the next moment, he resigned to his fate and closed his eyes, out of the mage's temperament , adding a trace of stubbornness like a warrior:

"Kill me, you will never get what you want!"

"Maybe I didn't make it clear before, Karazhan has at least 7 keys!"

Tyrion bent down and grabbed Khadgar's collar, lowering his voice:

"And I only want one of them!"

This sentence made Khadgar's face change drastically. He broke free from Tyrion's shackles, looked at Tyrion with a monster-like gaze, and screamed:

"How do you know this! This is the real secret of Karazhan! I stayed with the mentor for 3 years before I knew these 7 keys! Who are you!"

"It doesn't matter who I am! I'm not interested in those obscure books in Karazhan either!"

Tyrion's blade swiped across Khadgar's neck:

"I want the key to the tomb! That's the outer zone of Karazhan, it won't affect Medivh's dark secrets, give it to me, and you can go!"

"You're not going to kill me?"

Khadgar looked into those eyes. There was coldness, silence, silence, and ferocity in those eyes, but there was only a trace of killing intent, which made him a little incomprehensible. Facing his question, Tyrion's interest Obviously not high:

"I never intended to kill you, and killing you here will do me no good at all!"

"Tyrion! The Gorefiend is coming, whatever you want to do, end it!"

Glokush's voice sounded in Tyrion's heart, and the death knight pulled Khadgar up from the ground, threw the unconscious Alleria in his arms to him, and said in a deep voice:

"If you still want to know where Garona is! Just give me the key and take her away!"

"Garona! You still know Garona!"

Khadgar's eyes became more and more strange, but in the end, he reached out and threw a purple spar to Tyrion. The next moment, the light of teleportation lit up on the battlefield. After the mage and ranger disappeared, he The voice faintly passed into Tyrion's ears:

"Next time we meet! I want to know Garona's location...Even if you have the key and no secret words, you don't even want to enter Karazhan's tomb! Don't look for me, I will look for you, mysterious knight."

"Puff puff"

The three sharp arrows belonging to Alleria were pierced into the chest by Tyrion. As if he was seriously injured, he half-kneeled on the ground. The next second, Talon Gorefiend's skeleton horse rushed into the battlefield.

"Tyrion Dawnblade! You let him go!"

"boom"

Gorefiend's scepter slammed into Tyrion's body with his anger, but was blocked in the air by the heavy sword covered with frost. The two forces collided, including the death energy and the magic power of the warlock. They all collided in the air, and in the end, Tyrion took several steps back before dispelling the force.

He raised his head, his ice blue eyes looked at the blood demon in front of him fearlessly, and he snorted coldly:

"What about you? Gorefiend... You can't hide your injuries from me, did you win? You are also a loser, where do you have the right to reprimand me?"

He spread his arms, behind him was covered with corpses of rangers, he said in a deep voice:

"I have killed at least this many..."

The Gorefiend's eyes were on the corpses of the elf rangers who died tragically around them. These are genuine compatriots of Tyrion. Seeing that Tyrion can kill them is enough to prove the death knight's strength in this respect. loyalty.

But this did not completely reassure the suspicious Gorefiend. The next moment, his eyes fell on the last living elf. He steered his horse towards the unconscious Serent Firewing, and he let out a hoarse laugh. :

"Oh, what a cruel butcher, you are so cruel to your compatriots, you really exceeded my expectations... But why is there another one? Is it an old friend? You can't do it, can you?"

The Gorefiend raised his head and glanced at Tyrion with the eyes of a female dove, and raised the scepter in his hand high:

"Then let me help you!"

"boom"

A corrosive death entanglement knocked away the scepter swung by the Gorefiend. Tyrion raised his heavy sword and strode towards Serente. He said in a deep voice:

"I'll do it myself! You don't need to bother! I also want to say, how long do we have to continue this kind of hellish trial game? Blood Demon... In this regard, you are really naive!"

"kill him!"

The Gorefiend manipulated the skeleton warhorse to take two steps back, and he stretched out his hand in a gesture of "please":

"Kill him with my own hands, and I will believe you!"

Tyrion didn't answer, he squatted down, stretched out his hand to take off his visor, his cold fingers slid across Celent's neck, waking up the seriously injured Ranger Captain, Celent opened his eyes, and saw the thin and hazy sight in front of him The face, the familiar face and the completely strange eyes, the completely strange demeanor.

"Ahem...Tyrion...it's...it's you!"

"I'm not me anymore."

Tyrion said in a voice only two could hear: "Celent, regrettably, crossed the gates of death...I have lost much."

"We...the oath of revenge we made...is just a joke, then...then kill me!"

This desperate and sad answer made Tyrion's eyes flicker, but it didn't matter.

"click"

Celent's eyes dimmed at this moment, his neck was cut off in an instant by Tyrion, and his death was almost painless. His body was lifted by Tyrion, carried on his shoulders, and killed his friend's The death knight glanced back at the Gorefiend, who snorted, turned his horse's head, and turned away from the flesh and blood killing field.

"Sleep, sleep... Celent."

Tyrion's fingers brushed over Celent's staring eyes, and he said in a low, hoarse voice:

"When you wake up, you will find a dark...new world!"