Blade Dance

The cutter in Mo'arg's hand was covered with blood, and it barely passed over his head, bringing up a gust of blood.Such a large swing will definitely delay his next move.Roy lowered his body, passed under Morg's arms and ran behind him, then turned around and jumped up, stepping on the demon's back.

Mo'arg reacted immediately, and stabbed the tapered electric drill in his other hand towards his back.Roy stepped on his shoulder and raised his warblade to block the drill.The drill rotated rapidly against the blade, making a harsh friction sound.Roy only felt a huge force coming from the war blade, which made his arm sore in a moment. The energy on the "Reincarnation" surged rapidly, and blue sparks burst out.He turned the warblade in his right hand and slashed down into Morg's neck.Morg's body was rough and hard, even if it was as sharp as a war blade, it would inevitably stutter when he slashed in.Roy continued to exert force, his arms bulged, and he kept pushing the blade forward, cutting off layers of flesh, muscles and bones.He heard a disgusting sound coming from there, and with the almost maddened roar of the demon, the drill was getting closer, but before Roy couldn't resist, Morgo's head rolled off his body.

The soreness in my left arm is gone.Morgo's body collapsed, and Roy jumped off it earlier, but he couldn't stand firmly and fell to the ground.He adjusted his breathing and looked at the ground below him.This is Zangarmarsh, and the soil was originally brown.But now it's red with blood.Blood seeped into the ground, and then into the surrounding pools, turning them into pools of blood.

He would have liked to sit down and rest for a while, but it was impossible.He needs someone to give him a hand, to lift him up.This is also impossible.where is lucas

The battle has been going on for a long time.Here, less than a mile from Cenarion Sanctuary, the battle line was ground to a halt.But it won't last long.The legion did not send all their troops, so the demons had nothing to fear, and every attack was as desperate as death.The Illidari obviously underestimated their strength, and the demon hunters would soon be unable to hold on if they continued.But even if the estimate is accurate, it won't help, they have already dispatched almost all their combat power.

We cannot retreat yet, and the battle is far from over.If they flinched now, the Legion would roll over the swamp and press into Terokkar Forest at breakneck speed.

Not far away, Alari the Soul Eater was entangled by three succubi at the same time.Three leather whips bound her limbs, pulling them in different directions.Allie let out a sharp scream and struggled frantically.The next moment, a war blade flew over, cut off two of the long whips, and quickly returned to the owner's hand.Allarie fell to the ground, her clothes soaked in sweat, and she raised her warblade as hard as she could, severing the last whip that bound her left hand.

Lucas passed behind the succubus, hot blood sprayed from the back of the succubus like boiling soup.Before she could even utter a scream, she fell silently.The remaining two succubi roared, and immediately swung the whips in their hands towards Lucas.Lucas hurled a warblade at the source of one of the whips, slashing its owner.At the same time, another whip pierced his thigh.He immediately curled up in pain.The whip was withdrawn and Lucas fell to his knees.But the next moment, the whip came back, wrapped around the war blade in his hand and his forearm, twisted tightly, and then retracted.The huge force dragged him forward, and a bloodstain was drawn on the ground on his right leg.The war blade thrown just now passed over his head, but he was helpless.

At this moment, the strength in the arm suddenly disappeared, accompanied by a heart-piercing scream.Lucas looked up, and saw that the end of the war blade stabbed out from the heart of the succubus. With too much force, the entire body of the succubus was lifted a little, and then pulled out, allowing the limp corpse to fall down.

Allie was panting, her shoulders heaving.She held the war blade, and her standing posture was a little awkward because of the injury just now.She looked tired and vulnerable, barely holding two warglaives in her left hand, one of which belonged to Lucas.Lucas scrambled to his feet, and Allari threw the Glaive back at him, seemingly with great effort.

Lucas caught the weapon and felt his arm trembling, with circles of blood marks drawn by the succubus' whip.He looked at the Soul Eater ahead, who was also looking at him, and smiled.Lucas wanted to go over and say thank you, or apologize.

But the next moment, Alai Li was caught by Veng Kong.The pit lord's claws cut into her body, piercing her from the heart.

"No!"

Lucas raised his warblade without hesitation and rushed towards the abyss lord, but he was hit hard by someone before he could take a few steps.The impact from the side knocked him to the other side and rolled him on the ground for a certain distance.There was buzzing in my ears, and there was chaos in front of my eyes.Just as he was about to raise the war blade, his wrist was held down first.

"Lucas! It's me!"

Lucas stared at Roy, his facial features twisted uncontrollably.

A wall of fire rose from where he was just now, passed exactly the distance between him and Allari, and burned the demon hunter's body at the end.The Pit Lord was no longer there, he was fighting with a team of three separated by a wall of fire.

Lucas looked at the flames and trembled all over.

Roy still clutched his wrist.He himself was bruised and bruised, his body smelled like blood, a wound on his rib was bleeding, and his unhealed right shoulder was obviously so painful that he couldn't use it.Lucas looked at him and felt that the most painful part of his body was his heart.

At this moment, an order to retreat sounded in the distance.

The movements of all the demon hunters paused for a moment, and then immediately withdrew their offensive and retreated to the rear.Lucas clenched the war blade in his hand, feeling that the handle was full of viscous liquid.

They gave up.

The uninjured or lightly wounded demon hunters withdrew quickly, but others did not, especially those with shoulder and back injuries that prevented them from fully deploying their demon wings, or those with injured legs.This undoubtedly gave the legion a killing feast, and the abyss lord took the lead in pursuing them.The team that was fighting with him was about to retreat, but one of them was caught by him the moment he turned around.The demon thrust its grapples easily into his legs, dragging him to the ground.The other two immediately stopped and looked back, looking bewildered.

"Lucas."

Lucas turned his head, Roy was looking at him, and shook his wrist firmly.

"Follow me and kill the abyss lord. This is the last one. With him in the legion, the legion will not retreat, and our people will not be able to evacuate."

Lucas nodded without hesitation.

Roy stood up and pulled him up too.Lucas glanced across his face, then back.Roy smiled.It wasn't obvious, but he was definitely smiling.Lucas stared at his face, unable to look away.

He felt a sting.Pain all over the viscera.

They rushed towards the abyss lord.

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The grapple went through his right shoulder, caught in it and hoisted him up. The pain seemed to tear his body in two.The abyss lord brought him to his eyes and stared at him, his nostrils flaring and shrinking.He had never been so close to the Pit Lord.The blindfold was wet, and sweat seeped into the eyes.There were bursts of buzzing in my ears, like the sound of blood rushing.He heard the voice of the devil in his mind, as if thousands of worms were eating his brain.

"Blood...thicker...than...water...you...distinguish...clear...it is...evil...demon..."

Roy threw the warblade in his left hand with all his strength.

The war blade didn't hit any part of the abyss lord, but he felt his shoulders go empty, and then his body fell back to the ground heavily.

He couldn't move for a long time.

He heard the warblade whirling back down in front of him, so close at hand.Lucas was heard yelling and rushing towards the demon, saying something to the other.There is only one left in the three-person team just now, and now he is fighting with Lucas and Roy.In the distance, the sound of people running or rushing to kill was heard.

I don't know how much time his companion bought for him, and he has lost feeling in his shoulder, and Roy slowly adapts to the pain.He thrust the warblade into the ground to support the weight of his body, tried to stand up, but failed.A sense of congestion surged up from his throat, and he let out a violent cough.

The abyss lord in front of him was covered in bruises, and his jagged tail had already been cut off, but his swift and violent attack did not weaken at all.Pit Lords are always the hardest to deal with.Lucas and the other couldn't get anywhere close to where its head or heart was.One of the pit lord's sharp claws is used to block physical attacks.The other cast spells constantly, hurling scalding flames everywhere without warning.The duration of the flame is extremely short, but it is unpredictable, and it will be swallowed by it if you are not careful.The flames also weakened the Glaive, and a Glaive passing through it would be slowed for no reason, unable to harm the Demon at all.

The battle line is centered on the area where the abyss lord is located, and the remnants of the legion are slowly pressing in.The bulk of the Illidari's forces had withdrawn, with a few scattered contingents remaining in the rear.

Roy stood up, and Lucas immediately flew to his side.After a moment of breathing, Roy noticed that the demon hunter on the other side was looking at him.When their eyes lined up, the person opposite nodded.

Lucas beside him moved slightly, but finally said nothing.

The next moment, that person roared and turned into a demon, spread his huge wings and swept towards the head of the abyss lord.With a wave of sharp claws, a ball of blazing fire appeared out of nowhere in his path, and rushed towards the demon hunter.At that moment, Roy raised his war blade and rushed up from the other side of the abyss lord.As expected, the demon's other claw came at him, parrying his warblade effortlessly.

The flame burned the demon hunter's body, and soon disappeared, and then a brand new fire.The demon hunter's body was on fire, but he was still moving forward, bit by bit.At the same time, "Samsara" passed between the claws with great momentum, and slashed towards the relatively soft finger webs.In response, the abyss lord turned his sharp claws sharply, placing the cross in front of the war blade, and Roy's war blade stopped abruptly.The claw hook then tightened, twisting with the two war blades.Half of Roy's arm was imprisoned in the claws together with the war blade.His heart tightened, and he immediately had a premonition of what was going to happen next, but he couldn't back down.As expected, the pit lord's grip tightened, and the blade slid to the webs and palm, cutting into the demon's flesh.At the same time, the claw hook also penetrated Roy's arm, blood gushed out from multiple places, and the severe pain almost swallowed him.

Suddenly, the power on the claw hook quickly disappeared, and the war blade broke away from the grip after a while.

Two silver-white war blades were inserted into the heart of the abyss lord.Lucas put his feet against the demon's chest to prevent himself from falling, and pushed the blade deeper.The veins on his forehead were bulging, his arms were trembling, and the embers of the legion's flames were still burning on his legs.The blood of the devil kept gushing out, staining his hands red.The body of another demon hunter fell to the ground, and the shape could no longer be discerned.

When the abyss lord crashed down, Roy could barely stand.Lucas limped towards him and fell to the ground with him.He lay on the ground gasping for breath, then reluctantly stood up.They must get out of here quickly.He squatted down, trying to help Roy up too, but he didn't know where to put his hands.

"You're bleeding."

He realized his voice was shaking.

"Roy, you're hurt."

Lucas was stunned for a moment.Roy smelled of death all over his body.He bowed his head, breathing hard, trembling in pain.His black hair was drenched with sweat and blood, and the hole on his right shoulder would ooze blood when he moved it lightly.Lucas put his hands on the wound, and the blood flowed from between his fingers again.He felt himself breaking down.He helped Roy up, and heard the soft creaking of bones.His bones must have been broken, several broken.But it will be fine soon, they will go back now.Suddenly, there was a scream in front of him.Lucas looked up quickly, and there were four demon guards and a two-person team in front of him.One of them turned into a demon, but was stabbed in the heart by a machete at the moment when the form was just finished.

There is only one person left.The demon gradually approached here.Lucas felt trembling all over his body, he turned around, let Roy lean on his left side, raised his war blade with his right hand, and laid it across in front of him.

He stared at the silver light on the Glaive, which was lighting the way to hell.He turned to look at Roy, who was leaning against him, pale and breathing weakly.I don't know if he is still awake.Lucas hugged him tighter, touching his forehead with his cheek.

He suddenly understood Roy's smile just now, and then laughed himself.

No regrets.

At this moment, a sharp arrow came out of the forest, and shot a demon guard in the head with a "swish".Immediately afterwards, another arrow hit another person's arm.

Lucas froze.

The sound of charging and killing suddenly resounded through the entire swamp, deafening.Hundreds of coalition soldiers rushed out of the forest like a raging wave, sweeping through the remnants of the legion.The battle situation was reversed in an instant, the demons panicked, and the legion began to be defeated across the board.

Lucas' face quickly turned pale.The Burning Legion and the Alliance of Defense, he couldn't tell which was more difficult.His muscles tensed up, he turned around and held Roy in his arms, trying to lead him back.

Roy struggled suddenly, trying to push him away, but failed.He was too weak to have any strength.Lucas stared at him in astonishment.

"You are hurt."

Roy's voice was weak and intermittent.

He said: "What are you thinking, we can't go back if this goes on. Go away."

Lucas' expression changed suddenly, and the pain condensed on his face.He knew they couldn't go, but as long as Roy didn't say it, he could stay with him until the end.

"Luke."

"Do not."

"Someone saw you kill their general."

Roy looked up.

"Come on. This is an order."

Lucas felt himself standing on the edge of a precipice.

He retracted the war blade behind his back, reached out to touch Roy's face, and kissed his lips.Roy's lips were dry and chapped, but soft.Lucas pried open his lips and licked them in, which smelled of blood.

The icy lips carried uncontrollable fanaticism and nostalgia, swallowing all the pain in the body for a while.Roy's mind went blank.

When Lucas's face appeared in front of his eyes again, he suppressed the pained expression, leaving only calm.

"I'll come back and save you."

His voice was like rusty iron filings, squeezed out of his throat bit by bit.

"No matter what happens, I will come back to save you."

Lucas moved closer to him again, kissed his forehead, and let go gently.Without hesitation, the black shadow suddenly opened, and his figure quickly shrunk away and disappeared from the field of vision.

Roy stared at the direction where the figure disappeared.The surrounding fighting scene was blurred into one piece, only the small screams were left circling in his mind, and the internal organs were tumbling, pounding the heart one after another.

So far.

He suddenly felt that the wound was no longer painful, and there was a blank tranquility in his heart.It's just that the strength of his whole body seemed to be emptied all of a sudden, and he had to insert both of his war blades into the ground as a support.

"It's the Illidari! Go and report to the officer!"

Several coalition soldiers rushed towards him.

"Watch out for his weapon!"

People were approaching in a moment, and he used his last strength to pull out the war blade from the ground.But before he could make any movement, he was punched in the stomach.He took a deep breath and curled up violently.Then someone kicked him hard in the crook of the knee, and he fell to his knees.There was a burst of excited shouting around him, and his hands and feet were quickly clamped and pressed to the wet ground.Especially the hands.Someone desperately pressed his hands, perhaps to prevent him from using the war blade, and the force on his wrists seemed to crush his bones.

"You have today too!"

Someone stepped on the wound on his right shoulder and crushed him left and right.It was as if all the pain in the whole body was awakened at this moment, concentrating on the right shoulder.Roy almost lost consciousness.

"Stop first, the commander is here!"

The beating stopped, followed by a strange silence.

Roy took a big breath, only smelling the smell of blood and waves of vomiting rushing up from his chest crazily.He heard the steady and dense sound of horseshoes approaching, and the ground under him trembled slightly.Then there was the sound of someone dismounting, and then footsteps.He didn't have the strength to move any part of his body.His vision was blurred, double images appeared in front of his eyes, and there were sudden darkness again and again.He fell asleep because of exhaustion, woke up because of the pain, and then fell asleep again, his brain seemed to ooze blood.Consciousness is in chaos.

commander.Restalan.Delaney. "Cunzheng".he died.Lucas killed him.

The black greaves stopped in front of him, the smooth metal surface was rarely muddy and bloody.

"Sir, a..."

"What are you thinking? To catch the demon hunter, the first thing to do is to take away his weapon. Otherwise, as long as he is alive, he may stab the war blade into your throat at any time."

The voice was extremely cold and brought a moment of silence.

Immediately afterwards, someone came to break his fingers and took away his war blade.Surprisingly easy.

"Sorry, sir. What to do with him?"

A sigh came from above.

Roy felt his heart pound wildly.

Ruowu sighed, maybe only he understood the meaning.

Harlan said, "Bring him back to Shattrath City."