paladin in the abyss

According to Eureka's temper, Taglos is ready to receive a flash of light or guard the ancient kings.

But to his surprise, Eureka just glanced at the palm and asked, "In your eyes, what am I?"

Taglos was silent.

"Possessions or spoils?" Eureka sighed, "The abyss has no humanity, even if there is, it will become the biggest weakness."

Taglos said lightly: "You are fine."

"Leave a little room for us to meet each other. I don't want to compete with each other." Eureka felt the blood-ink mark attached to the palm bone, and stretched out her hand to him, "Take it out, I Nothing will happen."

Taglos fell silent again.

"Is it unwilling, or can't?" Eureka frowned.

"If one of you and I dies, he will disappear." Taglos replied.

Eureka stared at him sharply, as if trying to punch a hole in him.

Taglos still stands quietly, despite the wind and rain, I am not moving.

Eureka slowly stretched out her hand to the dagger on her chest...

In this murderous situation, Turalyon on one side broke free from Sivir's grip, almost pushed the weak necromancer a somersault, and bumped into the middle of the two.

The bony necromancer gave the impulsive bear a bitter look, but followed unwillingly after all.

"Fladino, don't lose your temper at this time, do you know what this place is?" The older generation of paladins with a strong sense of justice seriously criticized the new knights, "This place is a hundred times more dangerous than Draenor!"

Eureka made a gloomy face, turned her head, and walked to Turalyon's side: "You, say it again!"

Turalyon had an ominous premonition, but he still said: "Our current situation is very dangerous, please calm down first, listen to me and explain the matter clearly, besides, it's not like you haven't been chased by men before..."

Originally, Eureka reached out to press the dagger just to restrain Frostmourne, who was about to move after arriving here, but now he drew his sword and slashed down without hesitation.

Turalyon had a hard time when he first arrived in Hell, it's normal, if someone sees a beautiful venomous snake swaying leisurely and confidently on the street, it will either attract the humane destruction of the fire brigade, or be attracted by strange hobbies amazing people caught feeding.

Sivir Yinhui is that mysterious person with weird hobbies.

From the appearance, he is actually not much different from the skeleton, it’s just an extra layer of skin (everyone who has played the WOW national server knows the fleshy skeleton, right?), in the city of Ratel, he is also the number one One of the most powerful.

The covetousness for a tough soul made him use half of his wealth to rescue the dying Turalyon from the sea of ​​people... er, the tactical heap of the sea of ​​corpses, well, Sivir said. This was the transaction he regretted the most, and a lifetime of wisdom was ruined overnight.

After bringing it back to his place of residence, the mage who didn't like to kill and see blood threw the paladin aside who was about to die, and began to prepare to collect souls.

It's just that he miscalculated the resilience of the knight.

When he prepared the experimental equipment and turned around, a knight in good condition appeared in front of his eyes. His golden armor almost blinded him.

"Hello, I'm Paladin Turalyon, thank you for your help," the handsome and burly knight showed a standard smile with four teeth, looking cordial and sincere, he put down the water glass and cloth in his hand, "I just used your Water and a rag wiped off the armor, please don't mind."

"The water in the abyss is an extremely important resource. You have half of my experimental expenses." The necromancer paused, and then said, "Also, what you are holding is not a rag, but my shroud."

Then, the mage decisively cast a high-ranking spell: Howl of the Banshee.

……

…… After this encounter that was deemed an accident by the necromancer, he failed to get rid of this piece of brown sugar, and he could not win the fight and would not listen to scolding, so he could only gradually return to the right path under the guidance of the holy light (Turayan language ),until……

"When Sivir and I were looking for a way out of hell, we accidentally discovered the information about Naratel's abyssal godhead." Turalyon smiled wryly, "No matter who comes to snatch it, we are all existences that need to be silenced."

"I want to know, how did you disclose such serious news?" Eureka said lightly, "Could it be that after all these years, you still have muscles in your brain?"

Turalyon hummed for a long time, but still didn't say anything.

The necromancer on one side couldn't stand it any longer, and exposed the inside story: "Because he promised that abyssal necromancer, he wants to pass the news to his descendants, Nalatelle!"

The author has something to say: Knights are all cute creatures, are there any?