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The Death Knight knew full well, with his hefty armor, flipping in mid-air was like asking a stone lion to walk on a tightrope—an impossible task.
They would rather smash heavily onto the ground than attempt something they couldn't do.
But the Third Elder's mind was already twisted; his thinking had reverted from a Death Knight's to an Undead Mage's.
With that change, everything was different. He flipped in mid-air.
But just as he flipped, there came a cracking sound—he twisted his waist.
And at that moment, the long spear seized the opportunity to strike heavily downward, knocking the Third Elder to the ground.
The long spear then flipped again, stabbing once more at the Third Elder.
The Third Elder now noticed the peculiar trait of the long spear.
The wielder wasn't tall, and the spear was too long; when retracting, the motion was evidently much larger.
