(I have to go on another business trip for a few days, so updates will pause for a few days.)
The death magic on Tirion Fordring was instantly dispelled, and the once dark-green Ashbringer became a sword brimming with Holy Light once more. Tirion Fordring raised the sword and shouted, "Arthas!!!"
Not understanding why the Holy Light had erupted, Arthas hurriedly shouted, "What is this?"
The Holy Light of Lordaeron's traditional Paladins was a manifestation of their virtuous spirit and Soul Energy. At that instant, all the heroic spirits buried beneath Light's Hope Chapel answered Tirion's call. The Holy Light energy produced after Soul Energy underwent two successive reductions was staggeringly intense.
"You're finished." Tirion Fordring held the Ashbringer high and took a running start, striking Arthas squarely in the chest. The powerful impact of Holy Light drove the imperious Lich King back, and a rain of light formed from Holy Light instantly destroyed the overwhelming sea of undead surrounding Light's Hope Chapel.
"Impossible..." Arthas had never imagined that he would be defeated by Tirion, who was only at the Legendary rank.
Although Arthas refused to believe it, that was the reality.
"Highlord, look over there." Erigor's delighted voice rang out, as though he had seen something that filled him with joy.
Tirion Fordring casually glanced into the distance. The Scourge forces were coming under fierce attack from behind. Two groups were destroying the Scourge as they made their way toward Light's Hope Chapel.
"Father, reinforcements! Someone has come to help us." Taelan's face was full of joy. His father had just defeated Arthas, and the surrounding undead had instantly been reduced to ash. Nothing could have made him happier.
"Highlord, Angela just received a magical message. Hawkspear, the garrison commander of the Blood Elf city of Quelrins, is personally