Chapter 543: A Battle Sure to Be Won (V) Clang!
The sharp ring of clashing weapons rang out.
Then came a crack.
It was the sound of a weapon breaking. The great saber in the Hauge Tribe chieftain's hand shattered outright.
With a single strike, Rex used the keen edge of the Ashbringer to break the Hauge Tribe chieftain's weapon. Surging with holy light, the Ashbringer did not pause for an instant, continuing its sweep.
One sweeping strike, and the Hauge Tribe chieftain was dead.
It was effortless. Rex met no resistance at all, as though it were as easy as drinking water.
Such a feat naturally drew attention. The Hauge Tribe army's soaring morale immediately plummeted.
The Hauge Tribe army owed its high morale entirely to its chieftain. His valor made them proud and gave them confidence.
There were obvious advantages to this. As long as the Hauge Tribe chieftain was there, the army's morale remained high. But the drawback was equally clear: because they worshipped him, if anything happened to him, their morale would plunge. Such were the advantages and disadvantages. Many things in the world came with both benefits and drawbacks; the benefits simply concealed the drawbacks.
Now, Rex's actions had exposed that weakness.
The Hauge Tribe army's morale sank, while the Arathi Tribe army's morale soared.
At the beginning of the battle, they had still harbored some worries. Now, those worries vanished completely. With his strength, Rex had instilled powerful confidence in every member of Arathi.
"A Paladin! You're a Paladin!" Rhode watched Rex's movements. That familiar holy light held none of its usual gentleness. Instead, it was domineering and forceful.
Gentle holy light belonged to Priests. Domineering holy light could only belong to one class: Paladins.
Yet Paladins would not appear in Azeroth's history until