Chapter 2924 Death Knight

Under the vigilant and incomprehensible gaze of Haakon and others, Laval drank the liquid in the bottle, and then pressed the helmet visor, and the man and the horse were quickly surrounded by the dark negative energy tide, as if in a strong In the gray mist.

Under the bewildered gaze of Haakon and others, a more violent roar than ordinary war horses came from the depths of the mist, and a wild and strong Nightmare horse with a fluttering mane came out on the flames, straddling the Nightmare horse. On the horse's back was a knight wrapped in pitch-black thick armor. Through the gaps in the visor, a pair of deep eyes shining with the fire of the soul could be vaguely seen.

The black knight riding the nightmare horse radiated an invisible and frightening aura of fear all over his body.

Although he was dressed indistinguishably from Laval, Haakon realized that this man was no longer the Benedict Laval he had been.

"You madman..." Haakon held back his fear and asked loudly, "Why do you want to turn yourself into an undead creature?"

He dared to bet his "Steel Cavalry" that after Laval paid for the bottle of mysterious potion, he had already transformed into the legendary "Death Knight" who was as famous as the Lich.

"Professor Moriarty didn't lie to me. The 'wine of eternal life' brewed by the 'Holy Grail of Death' seemed to be reincarnated after taking it, and it completely freed me from the troubles of the world."

A murmur came from behind the visor, followed by a sigh.

"Young man, I choose to embrace death for no particular reason other than being tired of life."

Haakon couldn't understand Laval's choice, so he simply gave up communicating with this self-willed undead, and manipulated the "steel cavalry" to raise the magic crystal cannon.

Seeing this scene, the other armored knights also raised their cannons one after another, and a row of black muzzles locked on Laval who had transformed into a death knight, ready to go.

The nightmare horse that Laval was riding felt the killing intent, hooved and neighed in displeasure, and a large cloud of smoke with a strong sulfur smell poured out of its mouth and nose.

"I advise you to give up this meaningless behavior."

Laval faced the muzzle with a calm tone.

"Before you fire the cannon, the Nightmare Horse will carry me into the spirit world or the astral world, and your attack is just a waste of shells."

"Son of Logan, I have already given you my life back, and I don't want to be tied down by hatred anymore. Let the grievances between you and me end here."

Haakon froze for a moment, then lowered the muzzle and waved his hands to signal his companions to put down their weapons as well.

"Son of Logan, you just believe my words so easily, aren't you afraid that I'm lying to you, and you're actually planning a conspiracy in your heart?"

Through the visor, the death knight stared coldly at the young Asir leader meaningfully.

"Although you are a bloody butcher, you have never been a sinister and despicable person. I am willing to trust you once." Haakon replied firmly.

Laval's eyes flickered slightly, and his eyes seemed to be a little warmer. The negative energy mist shrouded him again, and the gradually blurred figure emerged with a little bit of starlight.

Just as the Nightmare Horse and its owner were about to be teleported to the astral world, a scalp-numbing roar came from the air.

Haakon and the others hurriedly looked up at the sky, and found more than a dozen huge white figures flying towards the position.

The army of Winterhold finally arrived, and at least a dozen white dragons were in the vanguard!

The terrifying roar came from far to near, and the two white dragons flew straight towards the area where Haakon and the others were confronting Laval. One of the younger white dragons, with a more impulsive and irritable temperament, swooped down first and rushed straight at Haakon. The "steel cavalry" who was driving tried to breathe out the cold current.

"Dragon, you are looking for your own death!"

Haakon was about to raise the cannon to fire, when a black figure suddenly soared from his side, it was Laval riding the Nightmare Horse.

The death knight raised his left hand facing the white dragon, and the magic power condensed in his palm erupted sharply, turning into a shock wave of black flames and blasting into the sky, engulfing the dragon instantly.

The death knight's unique supernatural ability "Death Rage" is actually transformed from Laval's paladin professional ability "Channel Positive Energy" before his death, and has been greatly enhanced. The attack range covers a 150-foot cone-shaped space, releasing The black flame is a fusion of negative energy and fire magic power, with a destructive power of up to 20 energy levels, and has dual attributes of "eclipse" and "burn".

The young white dragon in the air was severely injured by Laval's "death flame", and fell down in embarrassment, smashing a big hole in the ground.

The evil dragon still tried to struggle to get up, but the nightmare horse that galloped over stomped heavily on its head and gnawed its mouth full of mud.

Laval took off the legendary battle ax "King of Fire" slung behind him with his backhand, and swung the chain attached to the handle of the axe. The battle ax flew out dragging the chain, the fiery red ax blade cut off the neck, and the corpse of the dragon was separated, soaked in blood horseshoe.

Haakon and the others on the side just recovered from the shock, when the evil dragon screamed in their ears again.

The other white dragon hovering in the air was covered in a "delayed burst fireball" on the face, screamed and fell down, broke its neck on the spot, and was killed by the defensive effect of the "forbidden technique" before it could struggle .

A half-human, half-bee black-robed mage descended from the sky, stepped on the white dragon's body, waved to Haakon and others, then turned to look at Laval, frowning.

"Your Excellency, I can understand that you choose to embrace death and transform into a 'Death Knight', but since you have given up your status as a living person, there is no need to intervene in this war between the living."

"Dr. Vader, long time no see. Your mana is even stronger than before. No wonder Professor Moriarty always shows pride from the bottom of his heart every time he mentions you as a gifted student."

Laval sat on his horse and nodded to the young mage.

"Your mentor gave me a chance to be reborn. I owe Mr. Professor a favor. In exchange, I will help you in the next battle."

"According to this, you commanded the cultists to force their way to the front and deliberately sent them to death, and it was also at the instruction of Moriarty's mentor?" Joan tentatively inquired.

Laval didn't answer his question directly, and a helpless sigh came from behind the visor.

At this time, the magic airship above the battlefield sounded a sharp air defense alarm, indicating that more white dragons had invaded the airspace of Shizhu Town.

Joan looked up at the place where the alarm came from, and saw a group of silver mechanical armor spread their wings, soaring in the air, escorting the magic airship, holding the magic crystal rapid-fire cannon and constantly bombarding the large group of white dragons flying in the face, it was Slu The "hussars" squadron led by Germany.

Above the clouds on the opposite side, Trim, the lord of Winterhold, held a scepter and rode an old white dragon, directing the group of dragons to launch a fierce attack.

"Dr. Vader, it's inconvenient to talk here, Trim will leave it to me to deal with it, and there will be a period later!"

Laval waved goodbye to Joan, shook the reins, steered the Nightmare Horse into the air, and galloped straight to the airspace where the Lord of Winterhold was.