Witch Monastery

However, for him in his current physical condition, this pressure was nothing. He looked at the vast sea in front of him, and felt a great sense of pride and joy in his heart, which made him almost unable to extricate himself.

"Watch out, it's about to be found!"

At this moment, the huge silver dragon in front of them suddenly spoke. The familiar voice surprised An Nuo and his companions: "Are you... Ms. Wadgit?"

She faced the wind and struggled to speak the whole sentence

After saying that, her little face turned pale and uncomfortable due to the cold wind.

In response to this, the Silver Dragon just smiled lightly and did not give any further answers: "Pay attention, our decisive battle is coming!"

Everyone suppressed their surprise and looked up into the distance. With the wide field of vision from this high place, they could clearly see that in the distant sky, there was a dragon lich with only a skeleton left, circling in the sky, opening its mouth from time to time and spewing deadly icy dragon breath towards the ground.

Below him, several square kilometers of sea surface had been frozen into a glacier. Countless powerful elite undead creatures were crawling out of the sea one after another, rushing towards the small boat in the middle of the ice surface without regard for their lives.

Anyone who saw the densely packed numbers would feel distressed. At the same time, looking at the vast number of elite undead creatures, Huo Sang suddenly realized why the army of the Pala Kingdom was able to be so unstoppable along the way.

So that's how it is. That guy kept all his elite troops and didn't deploy them to the battlefield on land just to wait for this moment!

But...it's not a big problem!

He looked up at the dragon lich in front of him, with a raging fire burning in his eyes.

I can destroy all your preparations and ambitions at once!

He was thinking in his heart, but on the surface, his face remained calm. Looking at the chaotic battlefield ahead, he first asked Sanasa to open the door to the small world, awaken Fatima, summon her out, briefly introduced the situation on the scene, and then said: "Everyone, I have a plan."

"Ms. Valdjit, you can just send me to the back of the dragon lich later, and I will deal with the death knight!"

An extremely bold plan emerged in his mind: "I will shoot him down, and you will go to support the moon elves!"

"No problem." In front, Wadgit nodded slightly, "Go ahead and do it. I'll hold his body."

The "he" here refers to the deceased dragon lich.

"Father, don't you need me to cover you?" Celine asked from the back.

"No need." Hawthorne shook his head, "I can do it myself."

"Hawthorne." Behind him, An Nuo, who was next to him, couldn't help but reach out and hold his hand tightly, "Are you ready?"

Thinking that Hawthorne might have to face such a powerful enemy alone later, her heart was filled with worry.

At this moment, in her heart, even the glory, joy and satisfaction brought by being able to ride on the back of the silver dragon had disappeared, and all that was left was the worry for her lover.

Hawthorne took a deep breath and forced himself to give her a confident smile: "Don't worry, since I dare to propose this plan, it means that I am 100% sure!"

"You don't need to worry about my safety, everyone. Just wait for the good news of my victory!"

He spoke with full confidence, as if he didn't take the Death Knight seriously at all. An Nuo looked at him worriedly and held his hand, but he also knew that he couldn't be the one who held him back, so he could only nod gently and said, "Come back safely."

Hawthorne nodded: "That's natural."

As he said this, in the blink of an eye, the two sides came closer.

Hawthorne took a deep breath, his body covered with magical buffs, stood up, raised his two-handed sword, and let the magic surge through his body: "Let's go, I'm going!"

Facing the fallen prince, he did have many disadvantages, such as inferior physical fitness, inferior defense, possibly inferior combat experience, and so on.

But there is one thing: in today's air battle, he is far superior to this Death Knight.

That is, Hawthorne can fly!

But this Death Knight won't!

This is the advantage of the air force in attacking the ground. If it can be used well, it will almost be a crushing victory without suspense!

Waldgit kept charging forward, without any sign of concealing his movements. The dragon lich also realized his arrival, and immediately turned his head, roaring and counterattacking.

On the dragon's back, Hawthorne's eyes turned cold.

It's now!

"Tasha's Otherworldly Guise!"

He chanted the incantation of a six-ring spell, and a pair of blue wings suddenly grew from his back. A terrifying airflow shot out from behind him, pushing his body up, making him rush forward like an arrow, towards the Death Knight on the back of the Dragon Lich!

"Eldritch Smite!"

He guided the magic power in his body, and the light of magic energy appeared, making the double-headed sword in his hand emit a buzzing sound as if it was overloaded.

Then, he swung the sword in his hand and chopped at the Death Knight's body—

boom--

A terrifying explosion was heard, and the guy was caught off guard and hit head-on by this tremendous force. In an instant, his whole body was completely unbalanced, tilted to the side, and fell to the sea in the distance!

He fell vertically downwards like a meteor, and smashed heavily on the ice surface created by him and the dragon lich below. In an instant, the ice surface burst and stirred up huge waves!

It worked!

Hawthorne was ecstatic, and he flapped his wings, then dived down towards the landing point of the Death Knight!

Chapter 711: Kaisa's Despair and Hope

On the ice.

Almost endless

Elite undead creatures climbed up from the edge and swarmed towards the crescent boat in the center. The moon elves brandished their weapons and desperately fought against the enemy that outnumbered them ten times.

With their ship frozen and unable to move, they could only wait desperately like they are doing now, trying to wait for the rescue that would arrive at an unknown time.

Next to the boat, Kassadin vigorously swung her python-like giant sword, cutting the flesh of the nearly three-meter-tall, swollen monster in front of her like a knife cutting tofu.

However, immediately afterwards, countless yellow pus gushed out from the body of the stitched corpse, flowing all over the ground. The strong stench penetrated into her nostrils, making her almost want to vomit.

However, at this moment, the severe battlefield situation did not give her any time to adjust herself. At the moment when the stitched monster in front of her fell, another skull head the size of a carriage rushed towards her from behind!

The shape of the skull was extremely strange. Unlike ordinary creatures, it did not have two eyes. Instead, it had an extremely giant eye in the center of the head, which occupied more than three quarters of the volume of the entire head.

　The eyes glowed with an evil magical red light, and the big mouth below the eyes opened and closed, revealing its true identity: this was a Death Eye Tyrant, a powerful undead creature made from a dead beholder.

It has fewer tricks than a living beholder, but its destructive power to the flesh of the living is far more violent!

“Go…die!”

A slightly hoarse sound came from the throat of the Death-Eyed Tyrant, and then it opened its mouth, and an invisible negative energy magic force field expanded forward.

Different from the anti-magic force field that living beholders can release, the dead eye tyrants deny the existence of the living. Therefore, the force field they deploy will stop the healing of wounds on all the people around them and then slowly fester!

When the power was unleashed, Kassa was naturally covered by it. She immediately felt the cold power drilling into her body, taking away some of her already limited physical strength.

Behind her, the priests tried their best to chant healing prayers, but under the influence of negative energy, the healing effect was greatly reduced, and they couldn't even warm the cold bodies of the Moon Guards!

Kassadin struggled to raise her trembling arms, trying to kill the Death-Eye Tyrant in front of her, but her movements were already very difficult.

At this moment, a sympathetic male voice suddenly sounded in her mind: "Don't be stubborn, Kasa, you have reached your limit."

"Come, use my power. As long as you release the power contained in this sword, I can help you win this unwinnable battle."

He spoke so, tempting her. Kasha knew that these were the words of temptation from the demon named Elanord hidden in her sword.

It had been behaving very well, as if it had been completely tamed. However, at this moment, it finally couldn't bear to be lonely, and spoke its words of temptation to Kassadin who was in a desperate situation.

In response, Kasa gritted her teeth and naturally refused to admit defeat: "It's not that time yet! Ah——!"

She shouted, took a step, and rushed towards the terrifying Death Eye Tyrant. However, the other party just opened his eyes lightly, and a slow ray of light was emitted from his eyes, which made all her movements like being stuck in the mud, almost as slow as a baby who just started to learn to walk!

Seeing that its rays were effective, the Dead Eye Tyrant opened its mouth and let out a piercing laugh like grinding stone. It then floated forward, biting its horrible mouth towards Kasha's head, ready to swallow her whole -

Kai'Sa began to retreat, looking around in her peripheral vision, eager to get support. However, at this moment, the Moon Guardians had suffered heavy losses, the priests' mana was almost exhausted, and even her mother, who was channeling the power of the Moon God, was already busy at this moment and did not even notice the danger on her side!

In an instant, the feeling of despair gripped Kassa's heart.

Should we do as Ellanord says?

However, even if he was freed, given the devil's nature, he would probably go back on his promise later, leading to even more terrible consequences.

The demons are fickle and it is easy for them to break their promises. Anyone who makes a deal with these guys will hardly have a good ending!

But if we don't free him, we will not be able to escape the fate of death at this rate.

Do you want to take a gamble?

Looking at the huge Death-Eyed Tyrant so close, she seemed to have to make a decision in her heart.

However, at this moment, a loud dragon roar suddenly came from the sky.

Kassa was startled and took another half step back. She looked up at the sky and saw a huge, beautiful silver dragon soaring in the sky.

Although she did not emit any light, at this moment it was as if there was a brand new sun in the sky, dispelling all the haze and illuminating everything here!

The silver dragon roared and rushed straight up to the sky, where the dragon lich was spewing icy dragon breath. Kassa retreated while looking up blankly at the scene above, and then she found that a blue stream of light shot out from the back of the silver dragon and rushed to the back of the dragon lich, accompanied by a familiar magical sound!

Then, a figure appeared from behind the dragon lich.

Even though the distance was far, Kasa's sharp eyes could still see the identity of the person who fell!

It was that Death Knight, the culprit behind all this!

He was shot down?

who is it?

Wait, I know who that is...

She barely raised the huge sword in her hand to block the attack of the Death-Eyed Tyrant in front of her. At the same time, she raised her little face, stared at the edge of the sky with her beautiful eyes wide open.

Then, she saw the blue light swooping down!

It's Hawthorne!

He summoned the silver dragon to rescue us!

In an instant, hot tears welled up in her eyes, like pearls that were about to fall.

At this moment, even the Dead Eye Tyrant who was so close to her seemed to no longer be a threat to her. Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked up at the sky, her heart filled with a sense of security.

"Roar--!"

In the sky, the dragon lich swooped down, trying to catch its master. However, the silver dragon roared again, and almost simultaneously swooped down with the former, opening its bloody mouth and biting the back of the dragon lich's neck, forcing it to focus all its attention on itself, leaving enough space for Hawthorne and the death knight to fight.

At this time, several figures jumped off the back of the silver dragon one after another. Before they joined the battle, the magic in their hands did not stop for a moment, pouring down one after another, bombarding the undead creatures!

Celine moved the fastest. As usual, she raised her left hand high and used the five-ring spell "Dawn" to create a new little sun in mid-air. With a power that was no less powerful than the moonlight, it dissolved the bodies of many undead creatures on the ground.

Her right hand never stopped, shaping tracer bullets the size of basketballs and smashing them hard at the front line, at those undead who had broken through the deepest!

Following closely behind were the familiar Ekta and Ethan, who were like two fierce artillery batteries, pouring their flames downwards.

Even though Ethan was a warlock, he was experienced enough to know that this battle would last for a long time, so he calculated his mana carefully and only used it to blast and ignite those elite undead.

Ekta didn't worry about her magic at all. Using the skills Ethan taught her, she created huge rings of fire on the battlefield, restraining the undead creatures and making them stand still!

Fatima's body was swept into countless yellow sands, chasing in the direction of the Death Knight; the Halfling Bard Erich and the Moon Elf Priest Tirrastra landed steadily behind the Moon Boat, and then began to channel the power of the Moon God: "Don't be afraid, I will heal you all!"

Kassa suddenly came back to her senses and shouted loudly: "Stop! The negative energy field has not been closed yet! Get rid of the Dead Eye Tyrant first!"

She shouted, but then a blinding golden light appeared, and the Dead Eye Tyrant in front of her struggled, and then was split vertically from behind!

Then, a familiar figure walked up to her and said, "I'm here, Kasa."

It was Anno’s figure.

When she was on the dragon's back, she noticed the huge and conspicuous body of the Death-Eyed Tyrant. Knowing that these guys' strange and weird abilities would be a huge nemesis to the priests, she decided to kill them first.

Her flaming sword was burning with raging flames, and the Holy Slash had absolute restraint on undead creatures, so when she jumped off the dragon's back, she used the force of gravity to kill the undead creature on the spot!

Chapter 712: Duel with the Death Knight

The negative energy field was broken, and the priests' healing prayers could take effect again, slowly healing the injuries of everyone present.

Kasha looked at her steadily, thinking about her relationship with Hawthorne, and the feeling in her heart was as complicated as thousands of spices mixed together.

But soon, all distracting thoughts were swept away, her eyes became calm, and she had made up her mind.

In front of her, Anno had no idea what she was thinking. The human paladin smiled, stepped forward, and hugged Kassa into his arms: "Sorry, Kassa, we are late."

"But, now, don't be afraid, you are safe."

……

At the same time, on the other side, the Death Knight who had smashed through the ice returned to the surface. A layer of frost condensed on his body. Looking at the yellow sand all over the sky, he couldn't help but roar in anger: "Fatima - you betrayed me!"

He was very familiar with this spell. He knew that only his fiancée, the princess from the deep desert, knew how to cast such a spell!

In the sky, the yellow sand gathered again, and Fatima was suspended in the air in the form of a mummy. She looked down and looked coldly at her theoretical fiancé, and she felt that her calm heart could not help but surge with anger.