"Warrior Squad!"

"Here!"

"Holy Light Squad!"

"Here!"

"Talon County Squad!"

"Here!"

……

Dick, dressed in military uniform, carried the fire of justice on his back, standing in the large square where Stratholme was burned by fire, behind him, it was a boundary between the inside and outside of Stratholme, the outer layer belonged to light, and the inner layer belonged to darkness, but today, after receiving the information from Gianna about the return of Arthas, Dick has made up his mind that this battle will completely exterminate the undead inside Stratholme!

The deputy head of the war group, the high-ranking knight Erigor was holding a heavy book in his hand, walking in front of the 100 knight squads and the 30 additional militia squads recruited a month ago, every time he shouted a name, 20 knights answered with full vigor, and after the roll call of the 130 squads, the morale of the 2,600 soldiers standing behind Dick had reached its peak. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In his previous life, Dick had seen a lot of this kind of formalism "pledge meeting", but when he really became a leader, he found that this kind of formalism was really indispensable, and he faced 2,600 soldiers who were full of fighting spirit, took his war hammer from behind his back, and poured holy energy into it, like holding a golden torch high, piercing the cold darkness of Stratholme.

"Soldiers of the Stratholme Warband!

"I'm Dick, Stratholme's last protector!

"A paladin, a warrior, his life's pursuit is only one!

"Many of you have not witnessed the destruction of Stratholme, and you have no way of knowing my despair on that day!"

"On that day, the glory of the Holy Light was completely torn apart, and on that day, the broken battle flag fell into the flames!"

"The undead have killed my fellow citizens, and they won't even spare a child! That's what they will do for their masters! What can we do for ourselves?"

"Today, I'm here again! I'm going to declare war on evil! I'm a fugitive! I'm going to reclaim my lost glory here!"

"Today, if I die here in battle,"

"I will die for the justice of this city, I will die for those innocent victims, I will die to protect my loved ones, my love!"

"Who would fear such death, who would refuse such glory?"

Dick looked at the calm soldiers, he could see the clenched fists of the knights and militiamen, and he knew that a raging flame had been ignited in their hearts, so he would release it.

"Now, I'm going to fight those bastards to the death!"

"Who wants to come with me?"

The scene was silent for a second, and the next, as if endless war cries and screams had overturned the silence of Stratholme, young recruits and veterans, militiamen from Talon County and beyond, raising their weapons aloft in their hands like beasts swearing revenge.

Dick turned his head, and he saw Erigor with his weapons held high and the five paladins who had fought against Ramsden together, Herold and his warrior squad with their tomahawks, Davey and Redpass's Daron County squad with Redpass, Paladin Dave and his knight king squad who almost died in Stratholme, and... And the priests who also held their staffs alof, and even Miss Whitemayne, who had never been a nuisance to Dick, gave her part in this roar.

Dick's eyes were red, and he turned to look at the undead in the darkness who were retreating step by step, he stretched out his left hand, and the lifelike flail of holy light formed in the air.

"Stratholme Warband!

"Charge!"

The formation of 2,600 people charging together was terrifying, although according to the predetermined plan, each squad had its own area of responsibility, but at least at the beginning of the moment, the surging holy light gathered together, and in an instant, it swept through all the undead at the front.

Like wheat cut down by a scythe, the elite undead who were almost invincible in front of ordinary people, far outnumbered by the undead of the Stratholme Warband, at this moment, were like trembling prey, and the positioning between the two was changed in an instant.

"Go to hell!"

Dick turned around and dodged the ghoul claw blow that came out of the darkness, the sharp claws were at the junction of the armor, leaving five blood holes for Dick, but the paladin didn't stop at all, he immediately returned the color, smashed all the ghouls in front of him with a hammer, the holy light held in his left hand threw it to the front of his breakthrough, 20 attempts in his sleep had made him fully master the use of the knight's secret technique - dedication, and now, he could activate the dedication skill anywhere within his field of vision.

The Holy Light Regiment landed, and the skeleton warriors gathered together immediately danced a ridiculous "dance", the Holy Light mixed with the power of order is definitely a great killer weapon for any undead, with Dick's current Holy Energy Strength, even if Ramsden is resurrected, under the scorching of this dedication, he must definitely choose to avoid it.

In less than 3 seconds, Dick's path was opened, and he saw the high-ranking abominations gathered in the distance, as well as the necromancer, and the master hiding at the back of this last battle line, the traitor Rivendell.

"Traitor! You're dead! No one can save you!"

Errigor, who was following Dick, roared at Rivendell in the distance with red eyes, he was also one of the paladins who almost died in Stratholme that day, so he wanted to kill this guy who buried his comrades completely.

Rivendell was also helpless at this time, Arthas's fire burned all the most powerful hole cards in his hand, and before his necromancers could wake up the corpses that had not been burned, Dick's Stratholme warband settled in the ruins, and the first thing they did was to sprinkle all the corpses with holy water, and then settle them in the ground.

There is no way to wake up the corpse purified by the holy water, so in this changed history, Rivendell is much more miserable than the original, from the beginning of the evenly matched, to the recruits after adapting to the battlefield, they have been pressed and beaten by this "Stratholme War Band", and they can't spare their hands at all.

Finally survived the return of Alsace, and Rivendell saw tomorrow's victory, like a golden apple at his fingertips.

But only if he can live until tomorrow.

After being completely divided by 130 warbands like hunting wolves, Rivendell even lost its only numerical advantage, for the well-coordinated 20-person paladin team, ghouls and skeletons are not a threat at all, unless they encounter a legal undead like a banshee, but a high-level undead like a banshee, Rivendell only has a dozen in his hands, and he can't distinguish them at all.

Even if it is a high-level abomination, after all members of the warband are equipped with hook locks to hunt large creatures, they are firmly locked by 10 hook locks soaked in holy water, unless they reach the level of Ramsden, these war weapons, in the face of the bombardment of holy light weapons, can only close their eyes and wait for death.

Small group battles, driven by local victories to victory in large directions, this is Dick's combat idea, and fortunately, the 3W elite undead under the command of Rivendell, after being severely suppressed for 75 days, are only less than half left, otherwise Dick's plan will not be able to be truly implemented.

Quantity! Quantity is always the only advantage that the undead scourge is invincible! Even the lowest-level walking corpses, after reaching a certain level in number, can defeat the powerful High Elf Kingdom Quel'Salas without surprise, without numbers, the undead are nothing!

"Boom!"

Dick, who had been fighting for nearly half an hour, poured the last bit of holy energy into the war hammer and smashed it on the ground, and the waves of holy light that erupted instantly forced back the abomination that surrounded the three heads, looking at the abomination of the wail that was burned by the holy light, Dick took out a bottle of condensed holy water from his backpack and poured it into his mouth in one gulp.

Bitterness, people drink it once and never want to drink the bitterness a second time, but it is this bitterness that makes the depleted light in Dick's body come alive again, he wields the war hammer with one hand, throws his left hand forward, and smashes the glorious light flail on the head of the abomination, this is no longer the kind of attempt that he had when he fought against Ramsden.

In the last 3 copies of Stratholme, Dick relied on the increasingly powerful "Judgment of Order" to almost completely suppress the Death Knight-Rivendell in the bombardment, and the last time he broke through the limit and judged the Order, playing an effect similar to the "Fist of Heaven".

What is Heaven's Fist called?

It's very simple, just like Dick is now, after a blow to the order trial, the Holy Light Flail does not disappear, but with Dick's dance, like a real flail, it continues to sweep across the other two abominable bodies, supporting the ground with the fire of justice, and Dick's hand dances in a circle around the body with the order judgment that is constantly dissipating and immediately replenished.

Any undead who dares to enter this circle of white light will be ruthlessly destroyed.

Dick could feel that this kind of attempt should be the initial form of the more advanced knight's secret skill, the Holy Storm, but he still had a long way to go before he could fully comprehend the unique skill of the Punishment Knight at the bottom of the box in a game like Divine Storm.

"Bang!"

The last head of abomination was blasted into the sky by the fire of justice mixed with great power, and at the moment when the huge body fell, Dick, covered in blood, carrying the fire of justice, stood in front of the gloomy, cold Rivendell.

Behind him, the undead... It's already collapsed.

"Did you ever think about this day when you betrayed your fellow man? mongrel!"

Erigor angrily held his sword in his hand, eager to swing his sword and slash him in the next moment.

But Dick looked at Rivendell's indifferent eyes suspiciously, he had confronted this guy 20 times, and died at his hands 17 times, Dick knew what Rivendell looked like better than anyone else, those eyes, they shouldn't exist, there should be two blood-red fires of the dead.

Dick frowned, looking at Rivendell, who was blocking the rune sword in front of him, he increased his attention, and the next moment, Rivendell's information jumped into his eyes, but it surprised him.

"Rivendell - Half-Undead Rare Lord"

"Human/Undead"

"Strength -85, Dexterity -70, Energy -200, Runes -4"

"Comment: This is the poor guy who has not yet completed the Death Knight ritual, and in this world where history has been changed, he will probably never have a chance to become a Death Knight again. ”

All right.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Dick's mouth, he had forgotten this! Kelthugad had been trapped and killed in the nameless valley of Tirisfa by him more than 3 months ago, and it was supposed to be the transformation ritual he performed for Rivendell himself, but after Kelthugad's death, this ritual stopped, and Rivendell became this half-dead appearance.

It's no wonder that Dick has been wandering around this city for so long, and he has only encountered one rare undead in Ramsden, the original boss, Countess Annastari, the pale Maleki, etc., all of whom have not been transformed by Rivendell, because he himself has no ability to transform the undead.

This form of Rivendell is more than the complete death knight Rivendell that Dick has experienced, but in terms of data, it is weaker by more than one-third, and in front of Dick, who has been blessed by divine power to the new 100-point strength threshold, he can't even make a splash.

"Lord... You're probably going to be the weakest lord. ”

Dick uttered something that Rivendell didn't understand, and struck with a hammer, followed by Erigor swinging his sword.

The battle was over almost before it began, 20 direct faces, so that Dick was already extremely familiar with Rivendell's moves, after Erigor attracted the attention of this poor fellow, Dick stretched out his left hand, a slap blocked the horizontal slash of the rune sword, the sound of metal resonance, at the moment of Rieldell's surprise, Dick poured all the holy energy of his whole body into the fire of justice that had been waved in his right hand.

All the warriors present saw the holy light that rose to the sky, followed by a miserable wail.

"Drop... Alsace's entrustment, completed"

"Reward: +15 for all stats"

"Drop... Large Historical Node - Stratholme, Completed"

"Reviews-omitted"

"The evaluation is complete, the current world torsion is -11%, the new template - talent is opened!

"Uh..."

Dick took a deep breath and smashed the holy water in his hand on Rivendell's corpse, looking at the ashes that had completely turned to ashes, as well as the two remaining items in the ashes, Dick pursed his lips.

If the massacre had been prevented, I guess we would have been able to get a perfect 6%, but... It doesn't matter, under his influence, the future history has changed by a tenth, and that's enough!

I won't come for nothing, I'm going to change the world!

Actually, he's already done it, hasn't he?

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