Chapter 351 Sword (2 in 1 5000+)(2/2)
But before that, the Death Knight had to infuriate this arrogant pointed ear as much as possible.
He wants to irritate the mage and let him act recklessly. Self-control is the key to manipulating spells. If Kyle is impatient, he will win this battle more easily. The safety of the Lich King is threatened... Time is urgent!
"Stop feeling sad for me snatching Jaina from you. You have to put down your burden and look forward. After all, there is so much fun left for you to enjoy in this world."
"But it's so sad. After today... you won't have the chance to enjoy it!"
While speaking, Arthas held the reins tightly and rushed towards his opponent. However, at this moment, the snow at the foot of the skeleton war horse suddenly flashed bright orange light and turned into snow water, which made Invincible suddenly lose his hooves and slip.
Jump off the horse and let Invincible run away in a small step. Arthas held Frost's sadness in his right hand and suddenly stretched out his left hand. A ball of dark green energy rotated in his flat palm to form a dull sphere, and then shot towards Kyle like an arrow from the string - death entanglement!
The mage let the mage go in the opposite direction, but the attack came too quickly. Unpredictable, the elf prince turned pale, covered his heart and staggered backwards. Arthas grinned, and the mage's life energy was being drawn was rolling towards him.
"I snatched your woman."
After dodging the dragon breathing technique that was whizzing by, the Death Knight suddenly said, he wanted to continue to irritate the mage. Although he knew, perhaps Kaizi knew that Jaina had never been the woman of this elf.
"Late at night, I hugged her in my arms and savored her sweet and passionate kiss. Kaizi, she—"
"She hates you now." Along with a series of hot waves of fireballs, Kelthus suddenly fought back in words. "You are disgusted by her, and make her disgusted, Althus. All her feelings for you have now become hatred."
Alsace felt his chest tighten strangely.
He realized that he had never thought about how Jaina looked at him now. Whenever there was any thought about her, he always tried his best to drive them away. Is this true? Jaina was really-a huge fireball exploded in front of his chest, and Alsace exclaimed, pushed back by the explosion's momentum.
Then dozens of arcane missiles rushed towards Alsace almost continuously, instantly swallowing the body of the Death Knight. However, the elf prince holding the flame strike did not take the opportunity to pounce on him and finish the attack, but stood there while concentrating on his mind and speaking;
"Give up your slutty ridicule, butcher! Some topics are far more effective for you than for me!"
He whispered a few short syllables, and Kelthas quickly used his empty left hand to depict several mysterious runes. The next second the phoenix's cry sounded on the snowy land of Northrend.
The elf prince who summoned his arcane companion to help the battle stared at the faint anti-magic shield in the snow and ice that was stormed by the previous missile storm, and spoke in a deep voice:
"Now, all I care about is to avenge you!"
"So, as you wish!"
The cold and hoarse figure of the Death Knight came from the wind and snow. The next second, the blade of frost sadness penetrated the ice chips in the sky and took Kelthas' throat... (To be continued)
Chapter completed!