When the little prince walked into the tomb on the right with the oath keeper in his hand, before he could see the scene in the tomb, the stone door behind him suddenly fell. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Anduin was startled by the heavy door that smashed on the ground and splashed dust, and he looked back at the stone door with mysterious patterns carved into it, which was silver, forming a steely silver fist.

Anduin recognized the sign, and was familiar with it.

But before he could speak, a low breath sounded behind him.

The voice was so clear in the silence of the tomb that it startled the little prince, and he turned back to see the shadow that stood up from the throne above the ring, and the emaciated over-the-top Viku.

"Uh... Another challenger... Will you be the one I'm looking for?"

The Viku man rose from his dusty throne and took a step forward, and in an instant, the entire dark tomb lit up, and Anduin saw the appearance of the Viku.

He was heavily armed, wearing old armor covered in dizzying battle marks, and even the steel was broken in some places, and it looked like a patch with armor of a completely different color, and the thin size of this Viku was far beyond the average Viku, making him look rather comical.

But a true warrior would never laugh at the old Maiviku man in front of him, who seemed to fall to the ground when the wind blew, and no one who had ever been on the battlefield would do that.

The armor represented more than its humble appearance, and looking at the scars on the armor, Anduin could even imagine how many battles its owner had gone through to wear it to make it what it was now, a memory that had been carved through the merciless years and time.

What can withstand the wash of time is either a meaningless dead thing, or a tenacious will like a stone.

The existence in front of me is obviously the latter.

Behind the worn horned helmet, Anduin could only see a pair of dim eyes, those eyes were full of exhaustion, but they also represented perseverance, he had not yet fallen, because the mission was not completed, he looked at Anduin's oath keeper with starlight in his hand, his eyes flashed with nostalgia, and then he leaned down slightly, jumped off the high platform, and fell to the ground, staggering.

But his body shook, and finally stopped in place, and then he reached out and took something from his back, and put it on the ground with a thud, and at this moment, it seemed that the whole ground trembled.

It was a shield, golden yellow as a whole, mixed with silver decorations, and in the center was a slowly rotating disc, the moment the Viku's hand touched the shield, the disc began to rotate slowly, and the blue runes on it lit up one by one, and the blue lines pierced outwards along the grooves of the central ring of the shield, forming a cross-shaped star sign on this shield.

The bottom of the shield is silver, with wings and wings carved like a shape, and there are blue-purple metal strips fixed on it, making this shield look beautiful like a work of art.

This elegant shield did not match the tattered armor of the Viku man, but when the Viku man's hands were on the surface of the shield, he and the shield almost fused into one, and he became a heavy shield, like a high mountain, blocking Anduin's front of him, making his breathing a little difficult.

And the moment he saw this shield, the little prince also understood what his trial was... That's it!

That shield!

But will you be able to defeat this mountain-tall Viku by himself?

The little prince didn't know, he didn't even dare to guess, the gap between the two was too big, so big that it was unimaginable.

The worst thing is that when the Viku man raised his left hand, the oath practitioner held by Anduin in his hand slowly dissipated into a blue bright starlight, disappeared from his palm, and the next moment, it appeared in the hand of the Viku man again, knowing that at this time, the long sword that was only emitting a glimmer in Anduin's hand bloomed into its own splendor.

Matched with the gold and silver heavy shield, it was natural, and the starlight on the blade was as dazzling as the stars in the sky.

"Keeper of Truth..."

The Viku man struck the shield he held in his right hand with his long sword, and with a soft thud, he looked at Anduin and assumed a fighting stance,

"Come, try to defeat me, to prove that you will be my heir! to prove that you will be the heir to this shield!"

"I... I can't do it!"

Anduin retreated with some trepidation, until his back was pressed against a palm, and then the familiar voice sounded in his ears,

"If you don't give it a try, how do you know you can't do it?"

The little prince looked back in surprise and saw Dick standing behind him at some point, the stone door was still closed, and he didn't know how the paladin had entered, he was wearing an ordinary black hunting suit, with the blue and white coat, and the fluff on both sides was wrapped around his body, making him look reassuring.

In fact, he has always been very reassuring.

Dick smiled and reached out to rub Anduin's somewhat disheveled hair, then stepped over to his side and walked to the opposite side of the Viku, he looked at the Veku in front of him, the smile on his face faded, became serious and deep, stretched out his left hand, a silver light bloomed in the palm of his hand, and quickly flowed to the sides, finally forming a long-handled warhammer.

The crystal-like hammer face, the fist smashed through the obstructive hammer, and the overflowing silver light scurried back and forth on the surface of the warhammer, and finally converged to the center of the warhammer, Dick placed it on the ground in front of him, and the body of the Viku in front of him trembled.

Not because of fear, but because of excitement.

"Lord Tyr's... You are... His successor?"

"Yes, Igrim, I know you... From the mouths of Azadas and Aronnaya, I know that you are the true hero of your heroic feat after being alone for Lord Tyr, and I regret that I delayed too long to come here, but... It's not too late, in the name of the heirs of Tyr, and I ask you, are you willing to return to the banner of order?"

Dick looked at the Viku warrior in front of him, who had proudly raised his head in time and had never yielded, and he asked in a deep voice,

"Are you willing to fight again for the justice and truth of this world, just like the oath you made when you raised the Guardian of Truth before Lord Tyre. ”

The Viku man seemed to be stopped by the question, he thought for a few seconds and nodded slightly,

"I do, but... It seems that the world is not going to give me much time anymore. ”

He took off his helmet with a wry smile, revealing the face that was extremely emaciated, almost skinny, "I don't have time, I'm dying, as long as I get out of this tomb and come into contact with the air outside, I'll die, in fact, all these years, if it weren't for the will to find a successor for the Guardian of Truth to support me, I'm afraid I would have fallen long ago." ”

"I want to fight again, fight heartily again, but my heart that is about to stop is telling me, my aching body is telling me, even my dazed eyes are telling me... I don't have that chance anymore. ”

"No, that's not a problem!"

Dick's right hand was in the air, and a purple lightning shattered the teleportation stone in his palm, and then a thunderous portal appeared in Dick's hand, and it could be vaguely seen that there was a stone platform with thunder and light, and a figure like a dragon was lying in it, receiving thunder and lightning, which seemed to be a transformation, and like a reinforcement of the body.

The paladin looked at Egrem, the first warrior of the Devonviku to be loyal to Tyre, a former butcher of the battlefield, a guardian of the prodigal son, the corners of his mouth curled upward,

"I'll make up you for the 10,000 years you wasted! You can fight for another 10,000 years!

The Viku man's body trembled again, and he tried to see some emotion in Dick's eyes, but no, those eyes... Although the eyes of the adult in his memory are different, there is less firmness and more softness, but the same can go straight to the bottom of the heart.

"Yes!

Egrem lowered his sword and looked at Dick, "But I only fight for order and truth! not for your will!"

Dick lowered his head, the flame of justice vanished in his hand, and he muttered,

"Anyway, on my side... All is well. ”

The paladin turned sideways, looked at Anduin with a worried face, and then looked at Igrem,

"Then I won't bother you with the trials of the Guardian of Truth, but... I have a small suggestion, you can suppress your strength to the same level as my disciples. ”

Dick glanced at Anduin,

"When the difference in strength is too great, this kind of trial is of little significance, and I believe that if the oath practitioner can be recognized, his attachment to a certain belief is worthy of recognition, and the only thing to consider is that he may belong to the future, not the present. ”

Igrim pondered for a moment, then spread his hand,

"But I can't... Too much time has passed, my control over my power has weakened, I can't suppress my power anymore, and besides, you have a point, if it were him now, there would be no chance of winning... I could have pushed the time of the trial backwards..."

"No!"

Dick waved his hand, and after foreshadowing, he revealed his careful thoughts, "Then I should not be a violation if I strengthen him to an appropriate degree, right?" Anduin will be my successor, and without violating fairness, I think I should be able to give him some help." ”

Egrem waved his hand, seemingly unconcerned about this blatant "cheating".

Dick turned his head to glance at Anvina, who flapped his wings and landed on Anduin's shoulder, and Dick stabbed his Windchaser into the ground in front of Anduin, as well as the ring of the Shield of Naaru, the ring inlaid with earthy amber, which he thrust into the little prince's hand.

"If you can get here, your trial has been completed for more than half of the time, and Igrim won't want your life, so this time, show him all my understanding of the Light, Anduin, tell me, are you afraid?"

The little prince looked up at Dick, the familiar face of the mentor was cautious, and there was a hint of anticipation, he probably hoped that he would pass this trial.

This was his mentor, and when he rescued Anduin from the Black Dragon Dragonman, he held a very peculiar place in his heart, he brought fatherly warmth to the little prince, and also gave him a sense of security as a protector during the time when Varian was not in good shape.

Later, when the little prince grew up and became a paladin, and experienced so many bizarre things, Dick's figure was already a little blurry in his heart, and at this moment, the little prince looked at those eyes, and what appeared in his eyes was Dick wearing judgment armor, with light wings on his back, and the back of him rushing into the storm fortress.

Anduin suddenly knew what Dick meant to him.

The one you want to be!

Idols, worshippers, yes, Anduin nodded at that expectant gaze,

"I'm not afraid! I'm going to be a strong paladin like you, so I can't fail here!"

Dick froze for a moment, then shook his head with a smile, and reached out to make a mess of the little prince's hair,

"Then let's go! My disciple, how far can you go!"

After saying that, the paladin took a step back and stood outside the battlefield, and the little prince held the Wind Chaser Sword in his hand, although this sword looked very large and sharp, like a two-handed heavy sword, but in fact it weighed only as much as a one-handed sword, even Anduin could not hold it too hard in his own hand.

He had the ring on his left index finger, and according to Dick's teachings, he slowly injected the holy energy in his body, and the little prince felt that the ring was like a bottomless pit, devouring his holy energy, and Lord Avena, who was standing on his shoulder, pouted, and put his hand on Anduin's neck.

In the next moment, the brilliant holy flame and holy light emerged from behind the little prince, continuously injected into his body, and the flickering Naru shield was also fully activated at this moment, but Anduin could not control it well, so the shield formed was only the most ordinary shape.

There's no Dick's delicate shape and lifelike feel at all, but that's enough!

He bent down slightly, and like Egrim on the other side, he held the shield of light in front of him, and the sword in his hand rested against the surface of the shield.

The vast amount of holy energy from the Spirit of the Sun rolled through his not yet tall body, and opposite him was a hero who had left a glorious trail in history from tens of thousands of years ago, and he was fighting for an artifact that represented justice and truth.

Finally... Anduin, too, embarked on his own path.