Chapter 1779 Put Down the Weapon

"Is this where the evil aura is?"

Under the leadership of Tamik, the death knight also came to the depths of the prison, taking in everything nearby.

The deeper he went into the prison, the more surprised the death knight was.

At some point, the dark prison suddenly became brighter, and the originally gloomy road was also illuminated by a golden light. It was not the light from a torch, but a holy light.

In the midst of this golden light, the death knight only felt warm all over his body, but his cold body, which had no sense of perception, recovered his senses at this moment, which also made him look a little surprised. He didn't know how long, and he never had normal perception.

"Yes, you will soon see the owner of that breath." Beside him, the coerced Tamik replied slowly.

As she spoke, her eyes kept scanning the surroundings, searching for all the corpse witches that could be used.

"I warn you, don't play any tricks." Seeing Tamik's actions, he coldly swept the vampire disguised as a human, threatening.

Under this burst of golden light, Tamik's disguise can be said to have no flaws, and there is no breath of death overflowing from her body. If he saw Tamick like this for the first time, he would definitely not regard her as an undead member of the living organism.

It's a pity that the death knight has long recognized her vampire identity, and Tamik's disguise is useless in front of him.

"Why is it so weird here? I can't even feel any breath of death energy. It's a dark prison, but it looks very... holy?" Observing everything around him, he couldn't help but ask.

As the death knight said, under the shining of the golden light, the gloomy death energy felt on the ground turned into a pale golden sacred energy after entering the prison. Walking in such a prison is like walking in the ancient church of Erasia.

Aware of the threatening meaning in the death knight's words, Tamik didn't dare to speak nonsense, and could only reply: "This is one of the powers that that person possesses. When you see him, you will understand everything."

After listening to Tamik's narration, he snorted coldly and stared straight at the front of the prison.

Soon, Tamik brought him to North's prison. North in the prison also saw the death knight.

"Are you the evil lich lurking in the city of shadows?" After feeling the power of the golden light,

Even though North still maintained his human form, the death knight confirmed his identity.

In the eyes of the death knight, the man in front of him exuded a sacred aura all over his body, and he was in the deepest part of the city of the undead. No matter how he looked at it, it was extremely abnormal.

North heard his inquiry, and glanced at Tamik at the side. Seeing her serious expression, he was also aware of the problem.

Ordinary residents of Diya dare not say that the Lich is evil. Those who dare to say this are enemies from other forces.

"You can understand it that way." North stood up and replied to the death knight.

"Excellent." The death knight gritted his teeth, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword became tighter, "Go to hell, evil lich!"

Before he finished speaking, he waved the blade in his hand, and a huge wind blade quickly swept towards North.

"Be careful!" Seeing that the death knight's attention was all on North in the distance, Tamik knew that he couldn't wait any longer, and quickly signaled to North.

For Tamik at this time, if she wants to survive the death knight, the only thing she can rely on is North in front of her. If North, who ranks higher than her, also dies, she There must be no way to escape.

Unfortunately, it was too late for her to send out the reminder.

When her voice reached North's ears, the huge wind blade had already come in front of him. The speed of the wind blade was far beyond imagination, and it was released almost the moment the death knight raised his hand. North had no chance to react at all, and he couldn't even release the teleportation.

Seeing that the wind blade was about to cut his body in two, suddenly, a wind blade in the opposite direction appeared in front of North, colliding with the incoming wind blade.

After a crisp sound, the wind blade returned to nothingness. In the unbelievable eyes of the death knight, North also lowered his head with some doubts, and looked at his right hand.

Only North clearly knew what happened just now.

Just as he was watching the wind blade approaching in despair, his right hand made a move first, just slid across his palm, and released a powerful wind blade to meet the enemy's attack.

"Impossible...how did you possess the power of the artifact?" the death knight stopped his hands and asked North.

"I don't know..." North replied a little confused.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and quickly turned to his right side. There, the man in white was staring at the death knight in the distance, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"What are you looking at?" Sensing North's actions, the death knight frowned, and looked to the right side of his body. Unfortunately, there was nothing there, nothing.

"Can't you see it?" Hearing what he said, North asked back in surprise.

It's a pity that the surprise in North's heart didn't last long before he heard the voice of the man in white.

"Tell him to put down his weapon," said the man in white.

"It's impossible... He clearly wants to kill me, so why should I ask him to put down his weapon?" North looked at the man in white in great surprise, not understanding what he meant at all.

In North's view, perhaps only after defeating the death knight can he let him put down the weapon in his hand.

"Just say it." The man in white said calmly, "Say with me...'put down your weapon'."

North was extremely helpless, but he didn't dare to disobey the words of the man in white. He still counted on the man in white to help him make up for his mistakes, so he had no choice but to say, "Drop your weapon!"

"clang!"

With a crisp sound, the green and slender blade fell to the ground.

What North didn't expect was that as his words fell, the weapon in his hand fell in response to the death knight who looked very powerful, and at least had a legendary rank.

Even the death knight looked at his right hand holding the sword in disbelief. He never imagined that he actually dropped the weapon in his hand as the enemy said.

For swordsmen, weapons are undoubtedly their life. What the death knight can guarantee is that even if the blood in his body is drained at the last moment of the battle, he will not let go of the hand holding the weapon, but now, he has taken the initiative to do so.

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