Now, Norfeller was facing such a situation. The five Death Knights had greatly limited his range of movement, and no matter how hard he tried to dash around like a black lightning bolt, he was like a bug trapped in a transparent glass jar, unable to break through the invisible wall. Although any of the five Death Knights that surrounded Norfeller were no match for him, the seamless cooperation between the five Death Knights made his speed almost useless.
His attempts to break out of the encirclement were all blocked by the Death Knights. Norfeller's figure appeared in the encirclement of the Death Knights, and there was a tinge of anxiety on his usually stern face. He knew very well that with his current strength, he would not be able to really share much of the burden for his master even if he broke out of the encirclement of the Death Knights. After all, the enemy was too powerful. However, he would not hesitate to fight for a chance for his master even if he had to use his life as the price.
Norfeller's pale hands clenched the Heaven's Wrath Daggers that were embedded with the Gem of Resentment, and he looked coldly at the five Death Knights around him. Dark red magic tattoos crawled out of Norfeller's collar and cuffs, and quickly covered his exposed skin. His pale face became even more ferocious and terrifying after being covered with blood-red tattoos, and the stench of blood that he exuded also became stronger and stronger.
Back in the green dragon's lair, Norfeller had sucked the blood of three green dragons in a row. Although they were the lowest-level dragons, they were the true descendants of the ancient wyrms, after all, and the power in their blood was far beyond what ordinary people could imagine. The massive power contained in the dragon's blood was not depleted when Norfeller stepped into the Legendary-realm. Instead, a large part of it was left behind, and it was enough to support him until he stepped into level-24.
At this moment, Norfeller squeezed out the remaining power of the wyrm's blood in his body desperately. Although it was beyond the limits of his body, it was enough to increase his strength by a whole level in a short period of time. Although he also knew that the increase in his strength would probably have a very limited effect on the current situation, he still felt that his strength had increased.
In the blink of an eye, Norfeller's figure was completely engulfed in thick blood flames, and the Heaven's Wrath Daggers in his hands emitted a crimson light that was close to a meter long. A violent and bloodthirsty aura surged towards the surrounding Death Knights like raging waves. Under the pressure of the aura, even the Death Knights who had once followed Rodhart and swept through the Breezy Plains couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
Boom!
Norfeller's figure suddenly flashed in front of a Death Knight, and the two Heaven's Wrath daggers emitted two rays of blood-red light that struck the Death Knight in a crisscross pattern. The lance broke and the nightmare beast hissed. The undead knight's body was pierced through by the blood red cross, and his body immediately fell to the ground. At this moment, Norfeller's figure that was shrouded in crimson flames in the center of the encirclement of the Death Knights seemed a little illusory.
Norfeller's sudden outburst was beyond the expectations of the Death Knights. After all, the actual level of the Death Knights was only at the peak of level-19. Although the Death Knights could exert powerful combat power that was above the Legendary-level through seamless cooperation with Rodhart's various auxiliary magic spells, it was impossible for a single one of them to resist the all-out attack of a level-23 powerhouse.
After succeeding in his attack, Norfeller did not continue to fight, and instead dashed towards the center of the palace without stopping because his master was struggling with the terrifying Retribution Knight.
However, although the Death Knights that Rodhart had summoned were no longer as large as they used to be, the hundreds of Death Knights were still a force that could not be ignored. Even though Norfeller had killed a Death Knight and escaped from the original encirclement, he was surrounded by more Death Knights before he could get far.
In the blink of an eye, Norfeller was once again surrounded by the 10 Death Knights. With their seamless cooperation, he was unable to take another step forward. Everything seemed to have returned to how it was before. Although Norfeller had unleashed all his potential, he was blocked by a sturdier wall, and had no choice but to roar in anger under the siege of the Death Knights.
Not far from Norfeller's battle, the Lich Ujfalusi was riding on the Humerus Wyrm and waving the Bone Staff in his hand while continuously releasing Necromagic spells to deal with more than 10 Death Knights. Although the Humerus Wyrm could fly in mid-air, the Death Knights could also walk in the air with the help of the nightmare beasts that they were riding. Hence, their strength was not affected at all. Hence, it was extremely difficult for Ujfalusi to deal with them.
On the ground, there was a black vortex that was continuously spitting out the Undead Army. There were groups of Skeletal Warriors, Hell Ghouls that were shooting Hellfire Bombs, and Skeletal Mages that were waving their Bone Staffs. All sorts of Undead creatures surged out of the vortex like a gray tide.
However, the triangular formation that was formed by three Death Knights blocked the Undead Army in front of them like an efficient millstone. The three black lances caused bone fragments to fly everywhere, and it was as if it was snowing heavily. Necromancers had always been proud of the Tide of Death, which brought boundless terror to the world. However, in front of the three Death Knights, the Tide of Death was firmly contained. No matter how many Undead creatures surged out, they couldn't make the three Death Knights take a step back.
Compared to Norfeller, Ujfalusi might not be considered loyal to Lin Li. After all, he had only chosen to submit to Lin Li when his life was threatened. However, regardless of whether he was willing or not, the binding force of the Soul Contract made Ujfalusi dare not have the slightest disloyalty to Lin Li under any circumstances. Otherwise, Lin Li would be able to extinguish his soul fire with a single thought.
However, in the face of the current situation, Ujfalusi would not risk his life like Norfeller even though he did not hold back. Even though he would have to die with Lin Li if he were to die, he would not take the initiative to reverse the order.
Besides, Ujfalusi also knew that no matter how much strength he had, he would not be able to play any role in front of the Sanctuary-level Retribution Knight. Hence, he might as well stall the Death Knights and help Lin Li share some of the pressure.
On the other side of the palace, the Lord of Nightmares and the Crimson Dragon were also surrounded by several Death Knights. The Lord of Nightmares was actually very strong. After all, he could be chosen by Osric and sealed in the Summoning Lamp. How could he be weak? Unfortunately, he was good at mental attacks, and be it the Death Knights or the Nightmare Beasts, they had extremely high immunity to mental attacks. Hence, the four Death Knights were already too much for him to handle.
On the other hand, the Crimson Dragon had fused with the Heart of the Fallen in the Blackstone Mountains back then, and its combat consciousness was far superior to that of ordinary Humerus Wyrms. Now that its body had been changed to that of a Crimson Dragon, it was probably no different from a real wyrm apart from the strong death aura. In terms of combat power, it was definitely not inferior to a real wyrm of the same level. It flapped its large wings, and its massive body hovered in the air. Although it did not have the upper hand, it was not as disheveled as the Lord of Nightmares. Connoris could not be bothered to complain at this moment.
At this moment, Connoris couldn't be bothered to complain about anything. As a powerhouse whose strength was second only to Lin Li in the team, Rodhart's Death Knights naturally took great care of him. They actually sent 20 Death Knights to surround him in the battle formation.
There was already a silver-white spear in Connoris's hand, but it was not transformed from the debris of the stars, Nothingness. Instead, it was produced by the Tower of Dusk's Forging Workshop, and was a standard weapon specially made for the Brilliance Shrine's Guardian Knights. The spear was engraved with two types of mageweaths, Holy Light Strike and Holy Light Judgment. The power of Holy Light Strike was relatively ordinary, and it was equivalent to a mage's Fireball in Holy Light Magic. On the other hand, Holy Light Judgment was equivalent to a level-15 magic that could cause a certain amount of damage to Undead creatures that were close to Legendary-level.
In the era when Connoris was an ancient demon deity, there was no distinction between mages and Warriors. Be it martial arts or magic, they were all ways to use power. As long as they could kill the enemy, they would be useful skills. Even the High Elves of the Dark Age did not separate magic and martial arts into two relatively independent professions. Apart from the Faro's Robe and Dark Moon Staff, the High Elves Magic Legion that once dominated Anril also had the Blade of Heartbreak. That was enough to prove that the members of the Magic Legion had brilliant martial arts skills in addition to mastering the profound meaning of magic.
In fact, the so-called distinction between mages and Warriors had only been made clear among humans. Since not everyone was able to learn magic, Mages became a noble profession. Naturally, Mages were not willing to painstakingly learn martial arts. If they had the time, they might as well learn potions and inscriptions instead.
Although Connoris used to be a demon deity who was in charge of conspiracies and deception, and was best at plotting against others, he was not completely clueless about martial arts. Besides, his current perfect body was said to be stronger than the ancient wyrms and the Titans, and the power of his martial arts skills was probably not inferior to that of powerful magic.
Although the Holy Light Cross was only a standard weapon, it also depended on who was holding it. Connoris waved the cross-shaped spear in his hand and scattered a dazzling silver light around him. It even seemed to be about to engulf the battle formation formed by the 20 Death Knights.
However, Connoris had not completely integrated with the perfect body, after all, and the power that he could exert was at most level-24. He was still far from the perfect body when he had just walked out of the crystal coffin. Although it seemed that Connoris had the upper hand on the scene, he knew very well that the battle formation formed by the 20 Death Knights was just like a large net with infinite toughness. No matter how much power he exerted, he would not be able to tear it apart.
Although there seemed to be no danger at the moment, Connoris knew very well that once there were changes in the other battles, he would probably lose his life there if the Death Knights were to join in. Besides, the Death Knights would not seal their souls like Osric did. Their souls, which were ancient deities, were going to become nourishment for them.
Connoris was anxious, but he could not think of any way to escape no matter how hard he racked his brains. Hence, he had no choice but to pin his hopes on Lin Li. However, looking at the situation on Lin Li's side, Connoris felt that the hope was too slim. Lin Li's opponent was a true Sanctuary powerhouse.
Lin Li saw everything that was happening on the battlefield. At this moment, the benefits of demolishing the palace were also reflected. Although his subordinates were not in a good situation, they could at least hold on. If the hundreds of Death Knights were to really form a battle formation, each of his subordinates would probably have to face several times the number of Death Knights at the same time. By then, they would probably not be able to hold on for even a moment longer.
Of course, even if that was the case, the current situation was still not optimistic for Lin Li. Rodhart was a true Sanctuary powerhouse, and even if he did not summon those Death Knights, Lin Li would definitely not have a chance of winning. Now, Lin Li's subordinates were all struggling under the siege of the Death Knights, and they did not have the strength to support him at all.
The battle between Lin Li and Rodhart could no longer be considered a battle at all. Although Lin Li had already mastered a trace of the power of the Sanctuary-realm, he was ridiculously insignificant in front of a true Sanctuary powerhouse. He was just like a firefly competing with the bright moon.
"Damn it, fortunately, I didn't listen to Connoris and attack rashly when I first came here. Otherwise, I would have died long ago!" Lin Li dodged Rodhart's sword in a disheveled manner. While breaking out in a cold sweat, he was also glad that he had not been tempted by Polar Snow and Raging Flames.
When Lin Li first came to the underground palace, he was just a mage who had just stepped into the Legendary-realm, and his subordinates were just Norfeller and Ujfalusi. At that time, Connoris was just a soul hiding in a hammer. After seeing the debris of the stars, Polar Snow and Raging Flames, he had repeatedly encouraged Lin Li to take action to collect Polar Snow and Raging Flames.
According to Connoris at that time, Rodhart had been purified by the Brilliance Shrine's Prophet Willen, and even if he was still alive, he would have been severely injured. However, Rodhart did not seem to have been severely injured. Not only did he still have Sanctuary-level power, he even summoned the Death Knights. With Lin Li's strength back then, even a few Death Knights would not be able to fight back at all, let alone Rodhart.
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