Chapter 448: The Death of the Fallen (Part 2)

The sudden transformation of Guan Qi, the Fallen, made these gliding self-destructing clay figures ineffective. The giant Guan Qi's skin was very hard, and the clay figures could only leave a small charred mark on his body.

"Haha! It's useless now! I told you, you are mine now!" Guan Qi, the Fallen, ran over with big strides, stepping into a snow pit with each step. In a blink of an eye, the distance between him and Richard was only 30 meters. Without saying a word, Richard turned around and ran.

"Run! Run! See how far you can run!" Guan Qi was not in a hurry to catch Richard. In his opinion, Richard was now a mouse that was about to be caught by his cat. Hunters like to tease their prey when they are not hungry, and this is the case now. Richard

sometimes ran left, sometimes ran again, and Guan Qi followed him to the left and then to the right. However, if someone was looking down from above, they would find that what Richard ran out of was a two-in-one magic circle, a summoning magic circle, and a transfer magic circle.

The last step.

Richard completed the magic circle, turned his head and smiled at the Fallen One, and turned into a black mist and disappeared on the spot. The

Fallen One Guan Qi stood there in a daze. Did he suddenly disappear? Was it a kind of invisibility?

The daze did not last long, and Richard would not give him time to daze. The magic circle under Guan Qi's feet began to glow. The Fallen One realized that something was wrong, but the magic circle was too big and he could not escape.

The ground was rumbling and shaking. Guan Qi, the fallen, couldn't stand steady. He had to kneel on one knee, with one hand on the ground and the other on his leg, waiting for the earthquake to stop. Suddenly, the ground cracked open, and four huge hands emerged from it, grabbing the limbs of the fallen. The fallen jumped up but was still caught by two legs and one arm.

"Damn it!" Guan Qi cursed. His current posture was very uncomfortable, with two legs bent, one arm drooping, hunched back, back facing the sky, defenseless. Moreover, this restraint could not be escaped for a while. At first, it was just one hand, but in a blink of an eye, it turned into a mud sleeve that firmly restrained his two legs and one arm.

It was not until this time that Richard reappeared, crossing his legs and looking down with a smile: "Hey, isn't this the Fallen One Guan Qi? Look how much you look like a lamb to be slaughtered?"

"Humph! Just wait for me!" Guan Qi muttered and ignored Richard, using his remaining arm to pick at the dirt on his body.

"Unfortunately, you don't have a chance."

As soon as the voice fell, countless self-explosive clay figures appeared around Richard and rushed up. One of the self-explosive clay figures held up this cylindrical equipment, which was slowly gathering energy. Beside him, there was this big-bellied self-explosive soldier guarding him.

"These annoying things again! They are useless! They can't even hurt my skin! They are too weak!"

As he was facing away from the sky, the energy concentration in the sky was not discovered by the Fallen Guan Qi, and he missed the best opportunity to attack. Having missed the opportunity, only death was waiting for him. The

energy concentration of the cylinder suicide soldier became brighter and brighter, and fuller and fuller. At the moment of reaching the top, a cone-shaped beam of light shot out, mercilessly cutting a small cut on Guan Qi's body. For Guan Qi, this was just an insignificant wound, but for Richard, such a small wound was fatal enough!

The belly of the big-bellied suicide soldier suddenly split open, revealing a dark mass inside. These were all nano-level self-destructing clay figures, and there were as many as 100 million of them! As long as there is a gap, they can drill in. The same was true when dealing with Guan Qi. Just now, the light cone pierced Guan Qi's skin and made a hole. These robots, which were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, drilled in through the small hole. Guan Qi's skin was extremely hard, and the dirty devices in his body were no longer effective. The explosion of the nano-suicide man was silent. Guan Qi's body was only seen to swell and shrink. Without the support of the internal dirt, Guan Qi's body was not so hard. The regular self-explosive clay men on the periphery rushed up, and the fallen Guan Qi disappeared from this world without even a trace left.

Richard jumped off Galakrond's bones and tapped the ground twice, and it turned into snow again. The clay that could catch Guan Qi just now is also a kind of self-destructing clay man, which is specially used for ambushes. However, due to the movement speed and attack frequency, Richard did not make many of this kind of clay man. However, in order to deal with the fallen Guan Qi in one fell swoop this time, all kinds of self-destructing clay men were brought. If the ambush clay man does not work, Richard will have giant self-destructing clay men, siege clay men, etc. Unexpectedly, he actually squatted on the ground. Squatting greatly increases the success rate of ambush clay men. Once captured, the cylindrical clay man can be put to use. In fact, the cylindrical clay man can also be classified as a siege weapon. The beam of light just shot out was also used to test the solidity of Sylvanas Fortress. Now the test has been completed, and the subsequent killer mace has not been used. This plan is very feasible.

At this time, Iori also came over and stood beside Richard to congratulate him. Richard smiled and said, "It's not a victory yet. I have to wait for Archimonde to fall in this world before it can be considered a victory!" "

Then I will tell Archimonde the news he wants to know most."

"Haha! I'm waiting for your good news, but now we should go. The dragons and the undead have discovered the battle here. Retreat!"

It's really exciting to run away after the fight. On the other side, Arthas and his men retreated smoothly to the border area of ​​Quel'Thalas without being blocked by Sylvanas Fortress.

The cool breeze blew, and Arthas's white hair caressed his cheeks. When he arrived at the border, Arthas finally smiled happily. He liked to return to this cooler area. The elven kingdom seemed to be in early summer forever. The rich fragrance of flowers blooming and everything sprouting made him feel uncomfortable and very dangerous, whether it was Sylvanas Fortress or Silvermoon City. Only the cool breeze could keep him awake, but it was not as good as the cold, which could end the memories. Memories were useless to Arthas, they would only make him weak, and now Arthas Nehil would not tolerate any weakness in his heart.

He rode on the back of his loyal warhorse Invincible as always. In Quel'Thalas, the asshole king Anasterian cowardly attacked an innocent mount instead of facing its master head-on. The invincible's legs were broken, just like the accident before his death. Arthas felt terrible. He seemed to have returned to that terrible moment again and shuddered from the bottom of his heart. He burst into a cold rage and successfully vented it on Anasterian. He imprisoned his soul forever. If it weren't for Kel'Thuzad's anxiety, the elven king wouldn't even have left his body!