Chapter 0001 The cold winds of Northrend will consume your souls
It is imperative to leave this place
What a terrifying power of death
In an instant, the figure in the black robe was completely frozen by the suddenly appearing ice, his movements frozen at the moment he grasped the rune, as if time itself had come to a halt. However, soon after, a wailing, indistinct humanoid figure flew out from within the body of the black robe, screaming as it was drawn into the blade of the long sword held by Fang Zheng.
Only when the last trace of the soul's light vanished did Fang Zheng finally kneel to the ground. The armor on his body gradually dissipated, and the mysterious and terrifying longsword in his hand once again transformed into a cold wind, disappearing into the air. Above his head, the enormous phantom remained motionless, gazing at him, and then merged with the dark night, vanishing without a trace
As they gazed upon the ever-increasing number of undead creatures before them, the silver knights turned ashen, feeling the overwhelming force of death approaching them. They understood that they were certainly no match for this formidable power. However, at this point, they had no path left to retreat—therefore, they could only fight to the death!
We must leave here as soon as possible
That must be the treasure
Boom
To be honest, until now, Fang Zheng still does not know what exactly has happened to him and why it has turned out this way. However, there is one thing he is very clear about, and that is—he has survived
Ha... Ha...
This, this is ... ...
He cannot use the power of that treasure without limits, everyone, attack together
Feeling all of this, Fang Zheng couldn't help but shiver. He did not know the origins of these people, but he was certain that if the companions of those knights discovered their disappearance, they would definitely come here to search for them. If he did not leave soon, he feared he would never be able to escape again
The silver-white knight strode forward, the blade in his hand glinting with a crescent-like shine as he swung down towards Fang Zheng. He was certain that his strike was perfectly aimed; in just an instant, he would be able to sever the head of the young man before him
Thinking of this, Fangzheng disregarded the aches and fatigue throughout his body, gritting his teeth and stumbling deeper into the wilderness
On the cold ground, Fang Zheng was gasping heavily, gazing at the pitch-black starry sky before him, his mind in a state of chaos
Bang
Perhaps, it is not an illusion
Holy Blessing
The phantom murmured softly to itself, then suddenly stood up, drawing a long sword from its waist, and confronted the giant sword of light that descended from the sky. Immediately after, the long sword in its hand clashed with the sword of light.
In that moment, the howling wind erupted suddenly around Fangzheng, and the swirling, piercing cold air sent all the other silver knights charging forward flying away. The figure in the black robe also hurriedly retreated several meters before barely withstanding this wave of cold air's explosion. When the storm subsided, he looked forward again, and then his mouth fell open in astonishment.
Although it is still unclear what exactly is going on, he has ultimately survived
The pure white radiance crystallized at that moment, forming a unique and mysterious rune. Subsequently, this radiance gradually dissipated, and then a massive sword, nearly ten meters in length, descended from the sky, whistling as it pierced towards Fang Zheng below. Just at that moment, the enormous phantom above Fang Zheng finally moved!
Ding!!!
However, their questions remained unanswered, for at that moment, the boundless cold had already enveloped their bodies. They could feel the blood within them ceasing to flow, their hearts gradually slowing down. Subsequently, they could only watch in despair as the shadow of death descended beside them, silently consuming their souls.
Accompanied by the crisp sound of metal clashing, the silver knight held his longsword aloft, his eyes wide with astonishment as he watched the young man before him raise his right hand—within his grasp, the surging cold gradually coalesced, transforming into a beautiful yet fearsome longsword
The evil undead creature actually dares to desecrate the soul
Accompanied by a roar, the remaining silver knights immediately raised their longswords and charged towards Fang Zheng. They shouted as they lifted their weapons, and a dazzling brilliance erupted from the blades. Their longswords seemed to transform into beams of light, and then the silver knights shouted in unison, striking down forcefully at Fang Zheng!
As the long sword suddenly appeared in Fang Zheng's hand, the silver-white knights beside him immediately shouted out. ... On the contrary, the figure in the black robe, staring at everything before him, suddenly felt that something was not quite right ...
Boom!!
"Let’s fight together! We will rise together! The goddess is with us!"
Taking in the scene before them, the other silver knights were both astonished and enraged. They exchanged glances and raised their longswords.
This, this is impossible
With just a faint sound, in the next moment, the giant sword of light seemed to snap like a matchstick, shattering into fragments that vanished into the air. At the same time, the radiant blades in the hands of the knights also broke in response, and they all spat out a mouthful of blood, flying backward and collapsing to the ground
After a moment, Fang Zheng, having caught his breath, stood up again and looked around. All he could see were corpses; those who had previously protected him were dead, and the knights who had come to kill him were also dead. The chill in the air was dissipating, and in the distance, faint wolf howls could still be heard
What on earth is that thing
Click!
Before the crowd, Fang Zheng no longer appeared as the disheveled and tragic figure he had been earlier. A cold chill radiated from his body, transforming into a silvery armor. Above his head, a massive phantom materialized out of thin air, an entity crowned and shrouded in shadow. He sat upon a throne seemingly forged from eternal ice, coldly gazing at his adversaries. Even the mere act of being scrutinized by his gaze instilled a sensation as if one's very soul were being frozen.
On the sword hilt as dark as the night, a sinister skull stared intently at him, and the sword body, resembling white bones and ice, emanated a coldness that penetrated the soul. A幽蓝光辉 emerged from the grooves of the sword body, and even a mere glimpse was enough to reveal that this long sword was no ordinary item
Wait, the situation is not right, be careful!
The cold winds of Northrend will devour your souls
At this moment, centered around Fangzheng, the surrounding land is gradually being covered by frost, and the flowers, grass, and trees are beginning to wither, as if all life is about to come to an end
Kill him
Before the words of the black-robed figure could fall, Fang Zheng, who was originally half-kneeling on the ground, suddenly leaped up. He gripped the long sword tightly with both hands, raised it high, and swung it forcefully forward. In the next moment, the long sword pierced directly into the body of the silver-white knight before him without any embellishment.
Crash!
However
What is that
Watching the gradually disappearing lightsaber in the sky, the silver knights were left in a daze. They never expected that their greatest reliance would be so easily defeated
Ah ah ahーー ! ! ''
However ... ... so!
A scream erupted as the silver knight, pierced by the long sword, trembled and cried out loudly. His body began to rapidly wither, the brilliance of his soul shining through. Then, a vague silhouette appeared to be pulled from the silver knight's body, swirling as it was drawn into the blade of the long sword.
He turned his head and gazed at the knight before him, murmuring softly to himself. As Fangzheng spoke, the howling cold wind around them suddenly intensified, forming an invisible wall that enveloped the silver-white knights within. Meanwhile, the earth cracked open, and skeletons crawled out from within; they may have once been warriors who fought on this land, or perhaps mere civilians buried in the wilderness. However, the cold blue flames burning in their eye sockets revealed their true identity. Meanwhile, the earth cracked open, and skeletons crawled out from within; they may have once been warriors who fought on this land, or perhaps mere civilians buried in the wilderness. However, the cold blue flames burning in their eye sockets revealed their true identity
Accompanied by the roars of the knights, gentle beams of light emerged from their bodies, illuminating the originally dark and gloomy wilderness. However, this seemed to hold no significance for Fang Zheng.
Upon witnessing this scene, the figure in the black robe changed countenance dramatically. He hurriedly stepped back and then took out a rune from his bosom, holding it in his hand. However, before he could make his next move, Fang Zheng seemed to have already sensed his presence, turning his head to look at the black robe before him. He then raised his long sword and pointed it at the figure in the black robe.