Sylvanas, who has been dealing with bows and arrows since she was a child, is extremely familiar with the sound of flying arrows. When the dark arrow flew towards her, Ranger-General stood up without thinking, put her hands on the ground, and ran forward while standing upside down.
Behind her, the dark arrow pierced the earth like a dragon. The Darkness Power attached to the arrow shaft exploded, causing an explosion sound that blew the nearest Sylvanas straight away, but just behind Ranger-General While was adjusting his posture in the air, Chains's roar pierced the sky again. Dragon Hook accurately swept Sylvanas's waist, bringing her back to the direction where Dick was standing.
The moment Ranger-General landed, she subconsciously raised her bow to fight back. Dick's left hand immediately rested on her shoulder, pulling Sylvanas's body backward.
"Hurry up and set sail! We leave this place to us!"
Ranger-General looked back and glanced at Dick who was looking silently in front of her. Her plump lips moved, but in the end she turned around and ran towards Hidden Shipyard who was behind her.
"You... be careful! Lor'themar's swordsmanship is as superb as his shooting skills."
Dick did not answer. He took a step forward and swept the Warhammer in his hand towards Ghoul who was rushing towards Defensive Line. At the same time, he stretched his left hand forward, Uther's Libram was opened in his hand, Holy Power was injected into it, and then it was quickly closed. The moment the book was closed, a Holy Light similar to Aura sprang up from his body.
The light formed a golden Illusion like Fist on the head of Dick, and stronger power was poured into Dick's body. This was the first Blessing spell he mastered - Blessing of Might!
The moment Blessing's spell was completed, Dick's strength and agility increased by one-fifth, and the Warhammer he wielded became stronger and more powerful.
But he didn't rush out blindly. He knew what was the most important thing now. Although he felt extremely sorry for Lor'themar Theron, which had been transformed into Death Knight by Arthas.
The Fate transformation controlled by Dick finally showed its power at this moment. Sylvanas was rescued. The future Banshee Queen has disappeared, but the inertia of history is still strong. Another guy who was not weaker than Sylvanas died in the hands of Arthas.
Lor'themar Theron, this Ranger-Lord who had a relationship with Dick, became the first victim of Dick's road to Fate. His future, as well as the future of Quel'Thalas, who was closely related to him, no longer exists.
"Whoosh!"
The second Black Arrow struck again, and all the hair on Dick's body stood on end. He was not as agile as Sylvanas, so facing Lor'themar's merciless life-threatening arrow, he could only block Fire of Justice's wide hammer face in front of him with difficulty.
The arrow dissipated in the golden flames ignited by Fire of Justice, but the huge impact of the arrow almost caused Dick to complete a backflip in the air.
When he fell to the ground in a panic, Dick's hands were numb, and it felt as if a mammoth had collided head-on. Unlike Sylvanas's cunning and precision, Lor'themar's shooting skills are more focused on pure power and penetration. If Sylvanas's threat comes from her agility, then Lor'themar, without a doubt, is power!
And after being given a second dark life by Frostmourne, the Darkness Power permeated the Black Skeleton Armor of Lor'themar, making his already outstanding strength even higher again. Moreover, his agility can definitely not be underestimated if he can become Ranger-Lord.
This is a more difficult opponent than Sylvanas!
His power made Dick feel Despair. Before he could stand up from the ground, the second arrow of death had already flown up with Paladin next to Dick, and landed right next to Dick. Looking at the head of Paladin that was almost exploded, Dick's eyes suddenly turned red.
"Ahhh! I'm going to kill you!"
He grabbed Warhammer, encouraged Holy Power and rushed towards Lor'themar. The fiery Holy Light formed a line of behind him. Path of Ashes, no Undead dared to approach him, but on his Charge route, Lor'themar, with a dry and cold face, was still unhurriedly firing his bow and unloading an arrow.
When the Warhammer waved by Dick approached him, the number of Paladin who died under his constantly buzzing Black Rose War Bow had already reached five.
At this moment, the battlefield has been occupied by Lor'themar alone the Master!
"Stop! Stop! Stop! You bastard!"
Dick's eyes were red, and he smashed Holy Hammer towards Lor'themar crazily. Dark Ranger pursed his lips, as if he was teasing a child., the body flashed to the left, and Warhammer rubbed his body and fell. Before Dick could change direction, Lor'themar's left foot had already kicked his abdomen.
With a power of up to 400 points, this heavy blow directly broke through Dick's armor, kicked him away, rolled on the ground for several weeks, and smashed Ghoul into the ground, who was unable to dodge.
Stamina on the Dick data panel, almost like an avalanche, suddenly fell to the bottom.
But Dick gritted his teeth and ignored his completely unconscious abdomen, dragging Warhammer towards Dark Ranger again. Lor'themar tilted his head and looked at the crazy Dick, and pushed Black Rose War Bow turned his back and held the dark Phoenix Greatsword he was carrying with his backhand. The moment Dick rushed over, Black Greatsword flashed a cruel light and was about to cut Dick in half.
However, the moment before its sharp edge landed on Dick's head, it was blocked by a thin layer of Holy Light Barrier. Lor'themar Blood Red's eyes condensed, and then he saw the ferocious smile on Dick's blood-stained face.
"Holy... shock!"
"Bang!"
At such a close distance, facing the raised hand of Dick, facing the explosive Holy Light that was almost pressing on his forehead. Pillar of Light, who is stronger than Lor'themar, has no time to dodge. This Rangers has fought against Paladin too few times. If it were Arthas, he would not have given Dick a chance to get close in the first blow.
Although Divine Shield of Uther can be easily pierced by Frostmourne, not every death servant has a chaotic magic weapon like Frostmourne. Therefore, facing Divine Shield who had limited Invincible in a short period of time, and faced with the counterattack opportunity that Dick fought hard for, Lor'themar could only grit his teeth and survive this blow.
Holy Power on the whole body and Order Power on the left hand were all gambled on this blow by Dick. This is from Holy Shock being Dick After was developed, it was compressed to the true extreme for the first time. What was sprayed out from the palm of the hand was not Pillar of Light at all, but a ball of Holy Light that was constantly rotating.
The ball was slammed into Lor'themar's face by Dick. The next moment, he was kicked hard by Lor'themar, hitting the surface of Divine Shield. Dick flew out again, and when it landed, it was caught by the four remaining Paladins on the battle line. The three of them carried Dick, who was about to faint, and without saying a word, they fled toward the dock behind.
The remaining one, Paladin, was holding Holy Water Pouch in his hand, and was throwing it in all directions while running. Every time Holy Water landed, it would cause terrible burning damage to the Undead that rushed forward. With this unseemly "saturation" attack, the five of them finally got rid of the pursuing soldiers temporarily.
Another reason why they were able to escape so smoothly was because Lor'themar, who was in charge of the ambush, had his entire face completely smeared by the highly compressed Holy Light ball under the desperate blow of Dick. Although this injury was not even a skin injury to him, the burning in his eyes still made him feel the Pain, the kind of Holy Light and death energy that collided fiercely near the brain, causing Pain to burn his mind.
So much so that at this moment, Lor'themar, who was covering his face and trembling all over, didn't even bother to direct those Lesser Undeads to contain him, and just gave the order based on his feeling.
"Charge up! Kill them!"
Low-level Undead will completely obey the command of High-ranking Undead, but the command of Lor'themar itself is just a general direction, so at this moment, all Ghoul and Skeleton Warrior all rushed towards the escaping Paladin. There was no structure and order at all, but it caused chaos to the orderly Undead.
The moment they turned the corner, Sylvanas, who had completed the call of Magic Ships, was half-kneeling on the ground, waiting for their arrival.
"Multi-Shot!"
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Another area was stained with the smell of blood and death.
Elven Paladin and Priest, who had long lost sight of their dignity, scrambled to carry the seriously injured Dick into the magic ship that left first, and the other Paladin also They all drove Warhorse onto the boat. These five boats were not the small wooden boats that Dick imagined. In fact, these were five boats that would be used to transport soldiers on the river bank in critical moments, so they were quite spacious.
These ships are usually hidden in the barrier at the bottom of the river by the Elfs. They can only be summoned when they come here with a special Magical Seal, and this Seal is only held by Sylvanas. This is why Lor'themar knows that there are ships here, but cannot destroy them and can only lay out heavy ambushes.
But when the third ship left the river bank, the life-threatening buzz sounded again. The same Multi-Shot was fired at the three departing ships this time. Unprepared, several more Paladins fell over on the ship. After all, there were Priests on every ship, so their lives should have been saved.
Sylvanas looked solemn, Ranger-General took a deep breath, put an arrow on the bowstring, and with only a few Focus left, he started to stir up, and a shot of "Chimaera Shot" pierced the air, and disappeared into the dark night with a terrifying whistling sound.
A few seconds later, Lor'themar's tall body appeared in front of Sylvanas's eyes. What was surprising was that the broken arrow was being held in his hand. When he saw Ranger-General When, a stiff smile appeared on Lor'themar's face. He flicked the sharp arrow that broke into three pieces and was thrown on the ground in front of Sylvanas.
"Lor'themar... you..."
Sylvanas stood up, her face changed drastically, Anger, a look of unwillingness, shame and guilt kept flickering in her eyes. Finally, the proud Ranger-General uttered these three words.
"I'm sorry..."
"No, you don't need to say sorry, Sylvanas... General! Our attempt to confront the master was the most stupid act in itself. I offended him, but he kindly forgave me!"
Lor'themar spoke for the first time since the beginning of the war. He took off the Black Rose War Bow he was carrying with his backhand, and took out an arrow completely made of Bones from the quiver he was about to carry.
"I feel very good now! The master has given me stronger power. Look, I won't be suppressed by you anymore. Come on, Sylvanas, let's see who is stronger now!"
Sylvanas also took out the last arrow from the quiver. Shooting in the middle of the night had already made her arms numb. However, facing her former subordinates and friends, she knew that she might not have a chance of winning, but she still planned to try her best.
The two Quel'Thalas, and even the most powerful shooters in the entire AI Xe’ra world, are finally about to start a real showdown on this destroyed ruins!
But accidents always happen. Just after the two people opened their bow strings, a white shadow staggered between them.
Liadrin...High Priest...Lor'themar Former lover.
"That's enough...Lor'themar, how could you, how could you become like this... That's enough!"
Liadrin's tears were stained on her beautiful face. She looked at her former partner, former lover, current rival, and current mortal enemy with tearful eyes. She opened her hands and stood in front of Sylvanas, her face full of determination and hope.
"Lor'themar, don't hurt the compatriots you once fought so hard to protect! That Demon has twisted your will, don't work for him, don't be fooled by him! Lor'themar, wake up!"
"Liadrin, get out of the way. The Lor'themar Theron you are familiar with is dead. What is standing in front of you is a monster changed by darkness! Get out of the way!"
Sylvanas's anxious voice rang in Liadrin's ears, but High Priest's body was trembling, but she still firmly stood in front of her friend.
"If you want to kill her, kill me first!"
Facing Liadrin, Lor'themar's expression finally changed. His eyes quickly contracted, and a struggling look appeared in Blood Red's eyes. When Liadrin saw this scene, she ignited hope, but in the end the changing eyes were still fixed on indifference.
"Liadrin, my former lover... you want to protect your friends, then... please go... die!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
Black Arrow penetrated High Priest's body and took her into the air. Chimaera Shot also hit the chest of Lor'themar Theron who was stunned on the spot, knocking his body back and rolling into the darkness.
Sylvanas immediately dropped War Bow, jumped up high, caught Liadrin who was flying into the air with the arrow, held it in his arms, and then quickly jumped into the last magic boat that had left the shore.
She placed Liadrin on the ship's board, and several Priest quickly injected Holy Light into her body. However, Liadrin could no longer feel the roar, death, Pain, and shaking. The hope in her eyes had collapsed, leaving only a feeling of sadness...
Lor'themar's arrow did not kill her, but it completely left part of her soul in the dark ruins forever.
When the boat disappeared into the river, a tall figure appeared from the darkness. He looked at the boat going away, with neither sadness nor joy in his eyes. Finally, he sighed, turned around, bid farewell to the last light, and entered the dark darkness forever.