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After the two streams of light truly merged, the vibrations that came through Anvina's link to the light made him certain of something.

Viren is a demigod!

But he also confirmed another thing... Viren said that he was not good at fighting, and it was probably true, because the holy light in this guy's body didn't even have a trace of edge, and it was as peaceful as the bottomless sea.

It's as extreme as giving up all attack power for the ultimate healing.

But it is undeniable that the more extreme it is, the more amazing the effect will be, Luo Ning's half-dead injury will return to normal in just a few minutes, which is not at all something that ordinary priests can do, and under the embrace of this holy light energy, it is almost impossible to kill Viren.

The Light favored him so much that it even made Dick have a hint... Eat one's heart out.

But it's also fleeting, because there's more important things to do now.

The demigods' precision in energy manipulation is deeper than what Dick can currently do, that huge amount of energy, enough to instantly melt a city, in just a few seconds, it was completely controlled by Viren, although it is not good at fighting, but for the negative energy of the necromancy, no matter what nature of the holy light, it is the same consequence of death if it is rubbed.

This is entirely determined by the nature of opposing forces.

Coupled with the scorching heat contained in Dick's holy light, the holy light that was completely controlled by Viren was covered with a layer of sharp light on the outside.

It's like a sword, a long sword with no top in sight.

Arthas, who had returned to the Icecrown Fortress, suddenly rose from the Ice Throne, and the frost sorrow in his hand also surged with terrifying dark energy at this moment, and there was even a trace of purple soul extracted from the soul furnace, grinding it and completely infusing it into the long sword.

"Found a good helper... I'm underestimating you, Dick!"

Before Arthas's words fell, the lightsaber that pierced through the heavens and the earth slashed down towards the Gate of Damnation, Angasa, and at this moment, a trace of burning even rushed to Arthas's face, and before the Lich King's magic sword was raised, he saw a dazzling light burst out in the darkness in the distance in front of him.

It was so scorching, so brilliant that Arthas couldn't help but raise his hand and block his eyes, not because he was afraid of the light burning, but because he was subconsciously moving.

And the sound that mingled with the light and came into his ears,

"This sword, for Lordaeron!"

It was Dick's voice, a voice that made Arthas gnash his teeth.

The moment the light faded, the lightsaber slashed head-on at the apex of the Gate of Damnation, Angasa, and the top of the black iron spire of Saron, which pierced into the sky, began to wind and melt from the top as if it had been attacked by the sun!

Like a red-hot dinner knife that touched a block of butter, the hard, dark gate, the gate that sealed the Lich King's evil kingdom, seemed to be completely cut open in the next moment, but how could Arthas allow such a thing to happen?

The meaning of the existence of the gate of Angasa, he knows it better than anyone else, it was once a passage for the undead to sprinkle fear into the world, and now it is also a fortress that will not fall in the face of the coalition forces, once Angasa is destroyed, the entire Icecrown Glacier will be completely opened before the civilized world of Azeroth!

Who can allow such a situation to occur?

"Delusional!"

Arthas rushed forward a few steps on the Ice Throne, holding the constant humming Frost Sorrow with both hands, the energy of darkness and ice completely exploded at this moment, like a dark dragon dragged behind a sharp blade, under Arthas's will, the magic nodes of the entire Icecrown Glacier were completely activated at this moment, blessed on his body, the Icecrown Glacier at this moment was almost a real scene of thousands of ghosts crying.

The howling dark storm brushed the frozen glaciers, leaving crazy scratches on the dark ground, and in the dark sky, the black clouds kept converging, and under the control of Arthas, the oldest, darkest land let out its own roar.

In the next moment, the dark lightsaber also slashed towards the sword of holy light from below.

So, a strange scene appeared.

The upper part of the Angasa is constantly melting, while the buildings below are constantly frozen in the heavy frost, in the center of the huge walls of the Angassa, the scorching heat and cold, the light and the darkness, are constantly colliding, colliding!

It was the confrontation between two people and a dark world, and it was the collision that would determine this war and the future world.

In the eyes of ordinary soldiers, it is like two swords stabbed out of justice and darkness, engaged in a final duel.

But in the eyes of those who really know it, it is clearly a sword and a shield, and no one knows if the sword-wielder can break through that shield.

Even the man with the sword does not know.

Viren felt the pressure, the intense pressure, the holy light kept beating in his hands, and even the energy that had been peaceful began to have a little ripple, and Dick's situation was not very good, mainly because of Anvina's constant shouting in his head.

"Ahh

"I can't hold on!"

"The last 5 seconds!

Anwena is not coquettish, this Spirit of Light, the Spirit of the Sun is still very reliable in this kind of big thing, so if she can't hold on, it must be because there is a problem with the compatibility between the Holy Energy imported by Dick and the Holy Energy on Viren's side.

After all, one side is order, and the other side is divine healing, and it is already a blessing to be able to hold on until that sword is cut out.

The paladin glanced at Angasa's current situation, gritted his teeth, and shouted to Viren,

"Last 3 seconds! left, skewed!"

"Hold on for 3 seconds at the end!"

"Boom!"

Dick's other hand was also pressed on the back of Viren's hand, and at this moment, the paladin really mobilized all the holy energy that could be used in his body, and injected it into Viren's body, and the old Draenei priest also snorted, and the lightsager in his hand was slightly raised, and then slashed down again.

"Bang!"

Arthas's body was like being hit in the abdomen by an invisible fist, and the whole person flew upside down, lying on the top layer of Icecrown Glacier in embarrassment, the force of this blow was beyond his imagination, and the sky of Icecrown Glacier roared at this moment, but the lightsaber finally failed to penetrate the land.

The Lich King stood up and looked out into the distance where the light had dissipated.

At that moment, the direction of the lightsaber was deflected, and the blade of the sword of darkness slashed down to the left of the Angasa gate, slashing through the dark thick walls and the mountain next to it, completely melting it into a huge depression.

"Poof!"

A trail of blood welled up from the corner of Dick's mouth, he took a step back, and the spirit of the sun quickly turned into a point of light and flew into his body, Anvena desperately needed to rest, and the paladin fell to the point where he needed to support his body with the fire of justice.

The old priest's face was also not good-looking, his right hand clenched the staff, and he coughed several times, maintaining such an energy output was very difficult even for a demigod, but as a leader, Viren knew what to do now, so his left hand shook slightly.

The next moment, the part of the sword of light that was still in the air that was on the verge of dissipation completely disintegrated, and a huge rain of light appeared, and the golden halo completely covered the dragon bone wilderness, and the haze over the battlefield of Angasa burned up the darkness that existed there, and the rain of light that almost enveloped the entire battlefield fell from the sky and seeped into the body of every warrior.

How huge is the Holy Power that brings together Dick and Viren?

It's almost an unsolvable question, it's two figures standing at the apex of the path of light, their output of energy, even if scattered on the body of any ordinary person, is enough to heal those external wounds, and the rain of light seeps into the ground, which will make the ground covered with corpses and bloodstains, and the warriors have fought endlessly, sanctify.

It's like the real, sacred land of everyone's dreams.

It was a real miracle, the rain of light healed the wounds of the brave warriors, and laid rest the souls of those who died in battle, especially around the bodies of those paladins, and the extra light even had a special resonance with their own holy light, like a golden crown appeared above their heads, and the divine light appeared on their armor, and with the movement of their weapons, those lights also changed.

In the constantly falling golden rain of light, all the undead who come into contact with the rain of light will be ruthlessly purified, scorched, sacred, and ashes fluttering!

It was a golden swelling of holy relics, like the personal blessing of the Holy Light, a gift to the bravest.

"Warriors, justice is with us!

Old Mograine's roar resounded through the sky at this moment, and the glorious flames flowed around his body, and the rain of light that fell between heaven and earth made the old knight look like a brave warrior who had come out of a myth, and these veterans had an indescribable grasp of the details of the battlefield.

At the moment when the old knight began to charge, on the orc defense line, Sarufar and the minotaur chief Kane also took the lead in rushing out of the light rain, and the undead were afraid... Of course, they were not afraid of the creatures in front of them, but the will behind them that chose to retreat.

Yes, in the battle with civilization, in the battle with the living, Arthas chose to retreat for the first time.

He didn't dare to take any chances.

Although the final blow of Viren and Dick failed to break the gates of Angasa, it still formed a huge rift between the mountain and the city walls, and once the undead line was broken at this point, it was easy to create a hole in the defenses.

This will disrupt all the set-up in Alsace!

So even if he didn't want to, he still retreated.

The retreat of the undead remained as silent as the indifference of their attack, but even the exact same response meant something different in the eyes of the soldiers and generals.

They... Win!

At least at this moment, in this time, they won!

"Arthas, I'm coming!

Old Mograine's roar resounded across the battlefield, like another provocation, like a rejection and declaration of war on the indifferent death of the civilized world, "Your father, and Lordaeron, who was hurt by you, killed by you, destroyed by you, are you better prepared to face all this?"