The coalition forces entered Stratholme without any problems.

"Father, Ahir said he knew where the leader of the Scourge was, but it was not a suitable place for the army...... Are we going to carry out a plan to kill their leader? Without a leader, no amount of miscellaneous soldiers is anything to fear! Renault spoke to Alexandros.

Alessandros was pleased with Renault's recent performances, and he was relieved to think that after a while, when Renault gave up his youthful and impulsive folly, he would be able to take matters into his own hands. So, maybe he should try to listen to his advice, there is nothing to worry about with the Ember Bringer there anyway. "Well, your suggestion is good, Renault. Lead the way. Prosecutor Fairbanks, are you willing to fight me in? Alexandros asked. Although this may be a bit dangerous. ”

Since Whitemayne's death, he has single-handedly promoted Fairbanks, who had been loyal to him, to the position of new prosecutor. Fairbanks was not only loyal and upright, but more importantly, despite being a civilian, he was not afraid to fight on the battlefield. This is what Alexandros admires most about him.

"My pleasure!" Fairbanks didn't disappoint him.

"Okay, let's go! Hurry up, it's just the four of us, it's not good to be scared when there are too many people. ”

"You're right! Father! Renault exchanged a look with Ashel.

Under the leadership of Ahir, the four of them made their way into the hinterland of the Scourge in Stratholme.

"Strange, why didn't we encounter any soldiers along the way?" Alexandros wondered, "Why don't you even have a Shadow Scout?" ”

"Nothing surprising, father, Ahir said, this path is very secretive, and the unintelligent fellows of the Scourge Soldiers will not know about it." Renault replied calmly.

Alexandros smiled, maybe so. He must have been overhearted. Ehil is a close confidant of Da Sohan, so there must be no problem.

However......

"Oh no, my lord, we're surrounded! The back road was also blocked by the Scourge soldiers! Fairbanks said with some nervousness.

"Don't panic, Farbanks, hold on!" Alexandros looked left and right and found that Ashel and Renault were gone, and he couldn't help but get agitated. "What about Renault? Where did Renault go? Got separated? Damn Ahir, what kind of broken road is he bringing. Follow me and get ready to fight! ”

The Scourge Corps seemed to be prepared, and the soldiers rushed forward in a steady stream.

Fairbanks was not a physically strong warrior after all, and fell early.

Even if he was alone in fighting the natural disaster, Alexandros was not afraid. The Ember Bringer is glorious in his hands. "The Light gives me strength!"

After a single blow, the scourge in front of him was wiped out. However, in Stratholme, which was occupied by the Scourge Legion, the undead Scourge soldiers rushed forward one after another.

"Whew...... Call...... It's finally over......"

Alexandros used all his strength to deal with the Scourge, but after the battle, he was unable to hold his sword due to physical exhaustion, and he dropped his sword on the ground. He didn't care about this matter in a hurry, and all the undead disasters around him that were like sea water were killed by him. He is now anxious about the life and death of Renault and Fark Banks.

Alexandros anxiously pounced on the pile of bones left behind by the death of the Scourge soldiers, rummaging through them in an attempt to find his son and adjutant.

Slight footsteps sounded behind him, and a steady hand quietly picked up the Ashbringer on the ground.

"Renault? Is that you? Alexandros turned his head in delight, and a smile froze on his face.

His sword, his glory, his ember messenger, pierced his body.

And the hilt of the sword was in the hand of his expressionless son. "It's me...... Father. ”

For the first time, Alexandros felt that the blade of his Ash Bringer was so cold that his blood froze.

He struggled to say, "Why, Renault?" You know...... What are you doing? ”

Renault yelled frantically, "You forced me to ...... I put up with you for being partial to Darian, and I put up with you for being harsh on me, and you pick on my thorns everywhere to humiliate me in public...... I can tolerate all of this. But, Sally...... The only one who loves me...... I don't want to put up with it, I've had enough! ”

Looking at the crazy and unfamiliar face of his eldest son, Alexandros wanted to laugh and cry.

Renaud was his eldest son, whom he regarded as his heir. He always wanted this son to be a hero, a warrior who was even more amazing than him. Because he was afraid that his wife's favor would ruin him, Alexandros had been treating him harshly.

He thought his son would know and understand him.

"I hope ...... You become a real hero...... But I was wrong. You're not like me at all......"

Renault forcefully pulled out the ash bringer from Alexandros' body, blood pouring out of the wound. Alexandros fell to the ground, dying.

"Do you think I don't know? You want to pass this sword to Darien. But...... I don't need it either. He casually threw the Ashbringer beside Alexandros and turned to leave. Father, you never understood me! ”

Unfilial son! Unfilial son!!

Alexandros didn't even have the strength to move his fingers. His last gaze fell on the Ashbringer beside him. He never imagined that one day, this weapon connected to his soul would take his life in such a dishonorable way!

Anger, unwillingness, despair, curses, these dirty negative emotions filled Alexandros' dying heart, and likewise affected the Ashbringer who was connected to his soul.

The Ashbringer's white blade had turned black, and a green patina had climbed the edge of its blade.

"Yes, that's it!" Alexandros vaguely heard a cold, eerie voice. "Ah...... I didn't expect this plan to be executed more perfectly than I expected!! ”

The ice-blue light in the lich skeleton's eye sockets seemed to take in his heart.

"Desperate, unwilling? Then curse this world! Death is not the end for you! Stand up! Carry this resentment and return to earth again to serve our Lord! ”

Under the lich's fingers, Alexandros stood up again, his eyes filled with an eerie blue light. He bent down to pick up the already tainted Ashbringer.

"Yes! I will spread war and destruction over the earth for our Lord. ”

"Very good...... Very good...... Alessandros, the Messenger of the Ashes, ceases to exist today, and from now on, you are the greatest warrior of our Lord, the Fallen Messenger of the Ashes! The head of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse! ”

The laughter of the Grand Lich Kel'thugad resounded throughout Stratholme.

Not far away, under the pile of bones, a pair of eyes watched all this with tears and hatred.

"Your Excellency...... Adult ......"