World of Warcraft: Prince of Gilneas
Chapter 323

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Between life and death lay a profound terror!

Faced with death, Tichondrius chose to sacrifice others to save himself. Better someone else dead than him-a perfect display of utter selfishness.

While the shield formed by Divine Armor held off the Ashbringer, he sent a steady stream of other Greater Demons on suicidal charges to drain its power.

The method was remarkably effective. Every Greater Demon that died consumed a portion of the Holy Light's power.

Under pressure from the Greater Demons, the area bathed in spilling Holy Light began to shrink, layer by layer. The Felhound, in particular, did much of the work.

The other Greater Demons vanished beneath the Holy Light, unable to withstand or resist it. The Felhound was different. Though it melted rapidly beneath the light, it held on for a while, successfully tying up a considerable amount of Holy Light.

Bang! The shield formed by Divine Armor finally collapsed, but more than half the unleashed power had already been drained away.

Tichondrius decisively beat the wings on his back, trying to break away.

Naturally, Rex had no intention of letting that happen. He had worked hard to secure this strike. There would never be another perfect opportunity like this, with Tichondrius charging straight into his attack.

Tichondrius was already like a bird startled by a bowstring. If he retreated deep into the demon camp or relied on his speed to flee, Rex would never catch him.

Rex stepped forward and closed in, pursuing Tichondrius.

One retreated, the other advanced.

The two figures flashed past each other, and Rex was ultimately a step faster.

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