When Mograine stood up from the ground holding Holy Blade that was the same as Pillar of Light, and when he and Tirion Fordring who had restored Holy Light Power started Charge again, Undead were finally defeated.
How strong is the oppression of Ashbringer against Undead of Northern Frontier?
That was the power that Arthas, before becoming Lich King, did not dare to challenge head-on. However, after breaking up Undead, Tirion Fordring and Old Mograine almost immediately stopped chasing.
It has been too long since the agreed time, but Dick and others have not come back yet, which is enough to explain the problem.
The two old knights didn't even have time to tell Paladin's Commanders before they rode on Gryphons and rushed into the sky. If Dicks and Champions died in Naxxramass, then this victory would become meaningless.
It can be seen from the tragedies of Korth'azz and Dathrohan that Undead Scourge has completely mastered the Evil of Resurrection and Champion According to the method, even Old Mograine cannot imagine the pressure that his side will bear if everyone like Dick is included in the Scourge camp.
It is no exaggeration to say that if the worst case scenario comes true, the unequal strength comparison between the two sides will instantly widen again to the point where everyone Despair.
This is no longer a weakening, but a terrible scene of waxing and waning.
When the two people rushed into the sky above Naxxramas, looking at the green shield shining with an unknown light, they swung two Holy Sword of Light but could only return in vain. Old Mograine said to Tirion Fordring with a headache,
"How did they get through?"
"It is said that there is a kind of Potion, which can simulate the breath of Undead, but I don't have it here. It's really a headache!"
Tirion Fordring is also a little confused. The magic shield in front of him is really uncomfortable. Even when Old Mograine was at its peak, it was difficult to break it, not to mention that the old knight has only just recovered from his injuries and is far from fully recovered.
However, just when the two knights were thinking of various ways, the shield in front of them suddenly shone for a moment, and then disappeared. Tirion Fordring was stunned for a moment, and without saying a word, he jumped up from Gryphon and pounced on the unsuspecting Naxxramas, followed closely by Mograine.
After both people jumped into the shield, the green shield returned to its previous appearance. The old knights instinctively felt that something was wrong, but now was not the time to care about it. They quickly ran on the surface of Naxxramas. The area of this large Scourge Necropolis was too large. It took a full 2 minutes before they found the battlefield where the energy fluctuations were violent.
Tirion Fordring took a few steps back. Old Mograine held Ashbringer who had completed Shapeshifting with both hands. He took a deep breath and let out the Holy Power surging in his body. was all injected into it, and the extremely domineering Holy Light came from Ashbringer again. The energy blade expanded rapidly, and when the old knight's momentum reached its peak, he slashed down hard.
"Bang!"
This Epic Hero's full blow would melt even real steel, let alone the mixture of steel and stone. At the moment when the entire Naxxramas was shaking violently, with bricks and stones flying, Tirion Fordring and Mograine followed the cut hole one after another and jumped into the battlefield where the fierce battle was raging.
As soon as Tirion Fordring landed, in the dusty environment, a Warblade shining with death energy slashed at him. Tirion Fordring staggered back and punched the black figure, and Holy Light Power exploded and knocked him away.
Then he saw Uther who was being forced by Dathrohan and Korth'azz. Tirion Fordring took out Longsword and joined the battlefield.
"Uther, you Trash, we are here to save you!"
On the other side, Gothik, who was laughing and throwing the Cursed spells at Anveena, was caught off guard. A brilliant Holy Light hit his body. Necromancer's expression changed drastically.
With all the magic shields on his body destroyed, he almost immediately withdrew from the battlefield.
Then Gothik saw the old knight standing in front of him. Necromancer wanted to turn around and run away at the first sight of the famous Ashbringer. There was no way, this knight who was almost Invincible had too much pressure on these guys.
But when Gothik saw the hilt of the sword in Mograine's hand, his escaping movement suddenly stopped, and then he stood there, under the white goat bone hood, his cold and sinister eyes full of pride.
"Tell me, Mograine, Ashbringer, haha, after you climbed out of Betrayal's Hell, why didn't you cherish your life?"
This Necromancer seems to have grasped some kind of handle on Old Mograine. Holding Bone Staff in his hand, he stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the old knight with a frivolous tone.
"Then tell me, Mograine, what are you going to use to Execute me? Are you going to use your "Ashbringer" with the blade broken?"
Necromancer's arrogance is not unreasonable. Ashbringer, who was caught in Mograine's hand, really only had a sword hilt left, and a little bit of broken stubble could be seen on the sword. He also didn't feel the fluctuations from the sword at all, just like this one that made Undead Strike Terror into Their Hearts and Holy Blade are really broken.
If Mograine does not have Ashbringer, his threat will be greatly reduced. This is already the consensus of the masters of Scourge.
However, after seeing Gothik's confident expression, Mograine Helm also showed a smile on his face,
"Gothik the Harvester, when Undead attacked West Darrowmere three years ago, you committed a sensational massacre. At least 1,500 civilians and nobles died under your Evil spell. Today, your retribution is coming!"
The old knight poured the tumbling energy in his body into the hilt of the sword, and golden flames rose from around his body, engulfing his whole body. The next moment, a golden sword with beating light like flowing flames appeared on the broken stubble of Ashbringer. Mograine flicked it gently, The sword blade, which was completely composed of golden flames, made a whistling sound in the air, and the flames surrounding the body were cut open. However, they quickly converged into the sword body, making the flames beat more violently. The flowing flames dripped under the sword body, turning into dots Holy Fire, floating beside the old knight.
He was still wearing the wine-stained clothes, not even wearing armor, but behind him, two golden Wings were patting gently, looking like Feathers of Light of Dick's Avenging Wrath, but Dick knew that it was different!
The Wings of Light of Mograine is just like the darkness Bat Wings behind Uther. It is a symbol of strength. As long as the old knight can still fight, Wings of Light will not dissipate.
The old knight, whose whole body was wrapped in fiercely burning golden flames, tilted his head and looked at Gothik the Harvester who was slowly retreating.
"If you want to run away now, it's already too late!"
"Boom!"
The Holy Flame Blade in the old knight's hand waved forward, and the overwhelming flames pushed forward like burning the sky and boiling the sea. When he started Charge, the flames rushed around him, and there were even signs of materialization.
Even Lady Anveena was forced back several steps by the destructive flames. She stood beside Dick and raised her thumb with one hand towards Old Mograine's back.
"Wow! This uncle is so fierce!"
The moment he saw the overwhelming holy fire dissipating, Dick also put his heart back in his stomach. Old Mograine made Ashbringer fully recognize him. If Dick remembered correctly, the current form of the sword should be the Artifact advanced form called "Burning Vengeance".
It seems that after Old Mograine survived this tragedy, his will has also changed. I can't say whether this is a good thing or a bad thing, but at least at this moment, Dick has the hope of breaking the situation!
He turned to look at Rivendare who crawled out of the rubble in a panic. After feeling no more pressure in his heart, Dick also planned to end this ugly life here.
"Go help Sylvanas!"
Paladin turned around and said something to Anveena who was eager to try. The latter pouted and was reluctant, but finally made his own Anveena's Burning Legion again and rushed towards High Elf General who was forced to run around.
"Don't think you won! Dick, none of you can escape from here!"
There is a Fist mark on Rivendare's chest, which was left by Tirion Fordring's punch just now. The violence of these old men was beyond Dick's imagination, but after hearing Rivendare's roar, Dick chuckled.
"Haha, why should we escape?"
Paladin clenched his left hand, and the light of Aura and Blessing techniques were superimposed layer by layer on his body. Behind him, four pieces of Wings of Light began to pat gently, and Holy Fire scattered, and the rays on his forehead Order Holy Symbol also began to shine. Every time the mysterious Runes lit up, it would outline a delicate flame in the air. When the silver streamer flowed all over the body, Dick raised his head, and two silver streamers floated out of his pupils.
The sudden burst of pressure knocked Rivendare's next words back into his stomach. Death Knight couldn't help but take a step back. The drastically changed Dick in front of him put a lot of pressure on him. Although he was still High Lord, when Dick changed from the silver Holy Fire When Storm took a step, Naxxramas left a blazing silver footprint on the hard ground.
"Do you think you are strong? Rivendare, you don't understand what real power is!"
"Stop pretending to be a ghost!"
Rivendare clenched two Runeblade with both hands, exerted force on his legs, and launched Charge towards Dick in the cold Blizzard and Blood Red Light Screen. Behind him, the frantic Ghoul and Abomination also roared and rushed over.
Facing the tsunami-like offensive set off by Death Knight, Dick moved his hands and took three steps forward. Windfury, which had been completely wrapped in silver flames and Lightning, waved forward, and the silver Cross-shaped Star lit up in front of Rivendare's eyes.
"Dang", "dang".
Two crisp cracking sounds were clearly heard on the battlefield. Death Knight did not look back, and Dick had already wrapped Silver Flame and entered the sea of Undead behind him.
Two pieces of dark red Runeblade Fragments swirled from the sky and inserted into the ground. Rivendare's body froze for a moment, and then fell to his knees on the ground.
The hot silver flames opened a terrifying criss-crossing crack in his chest, and the black death energy and the silver Order Power collided fiercely.
Naturally, this blow cannot kill him. Heroic's existence is not so fragile, but Rivendare's will has been completely shattered by this unimaginable blow.
Three years ago, he suffered a humiliating defeat at the hands of Dick.
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