The time goes back to 10 minutes ago.
On the ground battlefield, the battle between Paladin Alliance Forces and Undead is going on anxiously. However, after hearing the news, Scarlet Crusade also joined the battlefield from the flank, and Undead 0 The Defensive Line that s built with great difficulty in front of Anubisath Guard and Earthen Legion was almost beaten into pieces by the fanatical Scarlet Knightss.
The frontline Commander-in-Chief officer Tirion Fordring was originally preparing to retreat, and the task of luring the enemy had been completed. However, after this small but brave Scarlet Knights rushed into the battlefield, He noticed something was wrong at the first moment. The performance of these bloody Paladin was too powerful. This was completely different from the sluggishness in the previous battle. It seemed... it seemed that these guys had found the pillar to support their crazy beliefs.
Tirion Fordring turned his head and looked towards the flank of the battle line. Soon, he saw that familiar figure.
He was riding on Warhorse. He no longer had the extremely domineering Holy Light chops before. He waved the weapons in his hands together with other Scarlet Knightss, hacking and killing Undead. He no longer looked like Invincible's Hero, but it was more real.
Old Mograine, he finally came back. The Ashbringer in his hand was dim, but every time the sword was raised, it was still the same as before, always bringing out waves of fanatical cheers in the crowd of Charge knights.
They will not give up on Old Mograine just because he has lost his strength, nor will they become weak because they have lost Ashbringer. On the contrary, this special Burning Legion has once again found its soul after the frustrated man returned to the battlefield, and this time, after experiencing the shameful Betrayal, they have become more determined.
That indomitable will to move forward!
But they rushed too fast and even broke away from the overall front line, piercing the depths of Undead like sharp knives. When the knights' Charge was stopped, they would inevitably fall into a very difficult situation.
Tirion felt the long-lost excitement flowing through his body. He couldn't help but watch his old brother die on the battlefield. He was no longer Invincible's Ashbringer. Such a mad rush would probably kill him!
Tirion Fordring threw the telescope in his hand to Deputy, pulled out Longsword from his waist, and raised it high.
"Champion of Holy Light, our brothers are fighting bravely on the front line! Follow me! Let them see the will of Northern Frontier Champion!"
"Silver Hand! Charge!"
Almost all Paladins know the situation of Tirion Fordring. Holy Light Power, who was deposed, has become old in the ravages of time. Even a Death Knight cannot match it. In most cases, Under certain circumstances, Tirion Fordring would not take the initiative to join the battlefield, but at this moment, after seeing the figure of the same old Old Mograine, Tirion Fordring felt that Courage had returned to his body.
Holy Light is gone, so what?
I still have my sword, I still have my Courage!
I can still Charge, I can even fight!
Taelan, who was standing next to Tirion Fordring, couldn't stop his father at all. The other Paladin didn't react either, but Tirion Fordring was riding Warhorse, holding up When Longsword rushed down the hillside, Paladin's footsteps also moved. Paladins, the last reserve team, shouted In the Name of Courage, followed by Tirion Fordring, and Courage joined the battlefield.
Holy Light was shining, and soon, the speed of this army reached its limit, like an arrow made of light. Wherever it went, everything Undead was overturned to the ground. The most surprising thing is that Tirion Fordring, who is the body of Mortal, did not fall behind. He seemed to have returned to his youth, leading the fearless knights to gallop on the battlefield.
He felt that some kind of power was reviving in his body, and that was not an illusion.
Four years later, when Tirion Fordring once again galloped on the battlefield with In the Name of Courage, he felt that the previous blood had returned to his body, and that old body was Resurrection again!
On this battlefield,
The veteran's will returned to his soul. He looked behind him and saw his son, who was just like himself before, fearless and Courage. He had become a qualified Paladin, and he would also become a Hero in the future.
And those young soldiers, they are hope! They are the fire of hope for Lordaeron!
How can they be allowed to die here?
Tirion Fordring accelerated again, leading Paladin towards Scarlet Crusade who was surrounded by Undead. There, Alexandros was fighting to the death, that Madmen!
Just like on the battlefield of Orcs, even if he fought to the death, he would not retreat!
"Don't die! Bastard! You still have things to do!"
Tirion Fordring was shouting, and his sword pierced Ghoul, who was rushing towards him. In the corner where he didn't notice, a faint light was shining on the edge of his sword.
Old Mograine also saw Tirion Fordring rushing towards him. That old brother, the guy who fought bloody battles together, is he crazy?
He has no Holy Light Power for a long time. On such a cruel battlefield, even if he is caught by a Ghoul, he will die!
"Go back! Tirion Fordring, don't come here!"
The old knight shouted, turned around and attached the weak Holy Light in his body to the cold weapon, and slashed the Skeleton Warrior to death with one sword, but was soon surrounded by more Undead. He was like a weak Tiger, surrounded by Hyena. Although he was still fighting, his tragic momentum was fully displayed.
This guy just came here to die!
"Bang"
A Death Knight hit Mograine in the back with the Warhammer in his hand. The old knight was thrown away. His injury had not healed yet. Holy Light Power was also very weak. Such a thing hit his wound again. This blow almost made Old Mograine lose Combat Strength.
Undead's Commander also recognized the identities of Old Mograine and Tirion Fordring. Lich laughed wildly and blocked all the Undead he could command from the battle circle. He even gave up the advantage of the battlefield and made up his mind to kill these two Northern Frontier here. The leader of Paladin.
As long as they are defeated, Scourge will win sooner or later! He will also get Gift from Lich King!
Taelan led Paladin in a frantic attack that was almost fearless of life and death, but was tightly entangled by Undead who came in a steady stream. He could only watch his father rush into Undead's battle line alone.
Young Paladin has never been as scared as he is now. He never thought that he would say goodbye to his father in this situation. He didn't want to do that, but...
Taelan frantically grabbed the collar of Messenger next to him and roared,
"Blow the trumpet! Send the signal! Let all active Paladin and soldiers come over! The decisive battle has begun! It's right here!"
Messenger was stunned for a moment. He glanced at the battlefield around him and instantly understood. Tirion Fordring and Mograine were trapped in a tight siege. Once they died here...
Messenger couldn't imagine the next scene. He took out the flare from his waist without hesitation and raised it high into the sky. When the special Blood Red Silver Hand When Insignia exploded in the air, all the soldiers in Eastweald and West Darrowmere saw that Insignia.
Including Stratholme and Tyr's Hand, and Light's Hope Chapel.
Darion, who was accompanying Brigitte who was tied to the chair, saw the bloody sign from Window, and carried Blade of Wrath behind him with a serious look. He glanced at Brigitte, leaned down, and looked at the stubborn Scarlet Crusade Current General kissed him lightly on his forehead.
This made Brigitte's eyes widen. When Darion turned to leave, Miss Abbendis screamed,
"What are you going to do, bastard!"
"The decisive battle has begun, Brigitte, I am going to the battlefield. If I can come back, I will apologize to you!"
"Lady Maiev, please send Brigitte to Quel'Thalas, please!"
"Asshole, let me go! Don't leave me alone, asshole!"
At this moment, whether they wanted to or not, all the soldiers of Northern Frontier rushed to West Darrowmere as quickly as possible. The decisive battle broke out, and it happened so unexpectedly.
Old Mograine struggled to hold himself up with Ashbringer to keep from falling. In his blurred vision, he could only see Tirion Fordring jumping off Warhorse, slashing the surrounding Undead with sword after sword, and approaching him with difficulty.
"Don't come here... go back, Tirion Fordring... go back!"
The old knight was thrown to the ground by a Ghoul. He used his last strength to block Ashbringer in front of him, struggling to stop Ghoul's teeth from biting. Tirion Fordring saw this scene. At this critical moment, he subconsciously waved his left hand, trying to use Holy Light to destroy the Ghoul.
But Tirion Fordring suddenly realized that he had been abolished Holy Light Power, Old Mograine was going to die!
Miracle, Tirion Fordring has never been more eager for miracles than now.
"Show me! Merciful Holy Light, show me your existence! Dick said that he has seen you with his own eyes. If you really exist, show me this miracle! He cannot die here!"
"Well, that's not a bad reason, so let's do what you wish!"
"Buzz"
Power that was so unfamiliar that Tirion Fordring was at a loss what to do burst out from his body. At this moment, the Holy Light pillar that penetrated the sky and the earth brought the entire battlefield to a brief stagnation.
Taelan, who was fighting fiercely with Death Knight, turned to look at the location where Holy Light exploded. At this moment, Longsword in his hand suddenly fell. If Death Knight hadn't been frozen in place, this second would have been enough to kill Taelan.
But the reality is that in this almost certain death environment, his father, Tirion Fordring, who was deposed Holy Light Power four years ago, has awakened Holy Light again, and this time, it is far stronger than in his vague memory!
The light was so blazing that the Undeads on the entire battlefield screamed. Within the Pillar of Lights that erupted, all the Necromancers were wiped clean by Purifications, and the Ashess all over the place were flying in the wind.
Tirion Fordring is half-kneeling on the ground, like a believer in Baptism. The wrinkles on his face have been smoothed, and his weak body is once again full of strength. That is Holy Light's Gift.
But he didn't have time to thank Holy Light, but walked quickly to Old Mograine. The old knight's aura was already weak, and Tirion Fordring's hand firmly grasped Mograine's palm.
"Alexandros, get up, bastard! How could you die here! Wake up!"
The old knight opened his eyes with difficulty. Under Tirion Fordring's treatment regardless of consumption, he felt that his cold body had regained a touch of warmth. He looked at Holy Fire surging around Tirion Fordring's body and showed a satisfied smile.
"Ahem, Tirion... I knew you would become Hero, you always surprise people."
"Stop talking, Alexandros, you need to rest now! We will win, Uther will be rescued, and we are almost winning! Hold on!"
"No, Tirion Fordring, no."
Old Mograine put the cold Longsword in his hand with difficulty, "Take it, Tirion, take it, and then become Ashbringer, we need a Ashbringer."
"Asshole! You have to survive!"
Tirion Fordring didn't pay attention to Artifact who was close at hand. Instead, he held Mograine's hand with both hands and shouted, "Ashbringer only has One! That's you, Alexandros, it wasn't this damn sword that made you Ashbringer, it was you who gave it the name Ashbringer, cheer me up!"
Paladin looked up at the sky. When the surrounding Undead stepped on Ashes and rushed over again, he shouted to the empty sky,
"Merciful Holy Light, turn your eyes here! There is a believer of yours here, please Salvation him!"
"Pa"
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. In the hopeful eyes of Tirion Fordring and the dim eyes of Old Mograine, a golden light bloomed in the sky. It was a shining star in the universe, a sacred place filled with Holy Light, and the location of the first light that pierced the endless darkness.
Along with a burst of clear laughter, that magnificent will came to this world again, his tone was brisk, just like in the world of Dick,
"I have to thank this world, Azeroth, it is so different, it is so weak, but in this weak world, there are always those Mortal Heros that amaze me."
"Army of the Light will have your place. After all the chaos in this world subsides, you will be sublimated, and you will carry my name and fight to the death with endless Chaos and darkness, but in this Before, I need a reason! Alexandros Mograine, Tirion Fordring, my loyal believers, tell me, after experiencing the most miserable things in this world, are you still willing to fight for me?"
"I do!"
"I... I am willing! In... in the name of Revenge!"
"Hahaha! The knight named Salvation, the knight named Revenge, look at this magical world, look at these Champion who fought to the death. I may have to thank Dick for leading my eyes to fall here in advance, otherwise I would have missed so many Champion stories of Legendary!"
"In this way, I will give you sublimation and remember your beliefs. That is your true source of strength."
"Pick up that sword and become the real Ashbringer! Alexandros, one day... you will understand the meaning of your existence, and that will be the supreme glory."
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