The Death Knight raised his head. Ten meters above him, a pagoda was releasing golden radiance upon him. The light had no offensive power, yet it made him lose control of his body.
The three-headed, six-armed Moyuan clone twisted one of its heads around. The enraged head opened its mouth and spat out two ghostlike black shadows. Then another head turned—the grinning head likewise opened its mouth and spewed a stream of black flames. As the laughing head breathed fire, the Moyuan clone charged at the Death Knight with a spear in each hand!
"Death Shield!" Though unable to move, the Death Knight could still sense the power of death. Not daring to hesitate, he roared, and three enormous white shields abruptly appeared a meter from his body. Each shield stood two meters tall and sixty centimeters wide, continuously rotating around the Death Knight.
The two expelled black shadows transformed into two shadow warriors. They slipped through the gaps between the shields, one attacking the Death Knight's throat from above and the other targeting his heart from below.
Everything had happened too quickly. From the moment the Death Knight was immobilized to the arrival of the shadow warriors, only a second had passed. He could only watch helplessly as their blades viciously pierced his body!
Then the black flames swept toward him. A chill that came from his soul made the Death Knight tremble uncontrollably. The Death Shield emitted faint, ghastly white light in an attempt to withstand the black flames, but it was no match for them. Surrounded by the fire, it melted at high speed like ice set over a bonfire!
"Get lost!!" A sword had struck his neck, nearly severing half his head. Another had pierced his heart, leaving a bloody, mangled hole through his chest. Yet