Shiafuddin's smile was unnatural. She stood up and asked in a somewhat uneasy whisper, "What's the matter, Lord Fordin." ”

Ferdin's eyes subconsciously followed Ferdin's gaze.

It was where the prisoners of war led by Darien were.

Thea suddenly understood. Fording and she are probably in the same entangled state of mind at this moment.

Don't kill?

Unlike the Forsaken, their minds remain firmly controlled by the Lich King.

Kill?

The life that finally returned to the world should be cut off again by their own hands?

"Xia, can you still use the power of your Holy Light?"

Faced with Ferdin's sudden whispered inquiry, Xia was stunned for a moment, but she immediately realized something and hurriedly replied, "Yes, of course." ”

"Very well, maybe I will need your help. If you have to use advanced undead binding......"

"My pleasure."

After saying that, Xia looked around with some weakness, and then breathed a sigh of relief - Simon was not there.

Although Simon was not by her side at the moment, Xia felt a little discordant, but she was a little glad about it, so she didn't want to think about it anymore.

"Big ...... Uncle, you ......" Although she knew that it shouldn't be, Xia couldn't help but ask Fording what she needed her Holy Light power for. But a slight tremor of her hand distracted her attention—and Erigor seemed to move.

"I'll think about it." Ferdin's eyes were a little less sorrowful than Erigor's slight movement. "Erigor really seems to be fine."

“…… I want to go with you to the front. Shia handed Erigor over to another priest and stood up and walked over to Ferdin.

Ferdin, and then laughed. His smile was gratifying. "Okay, let's go. Thing. Always a ...... to solve"

"Yes, sir."

Whatever decision you make, I believe it will be the most willing and reasonable decision.

With such a firm conviction, Thea followed Ferding to the dead riders who awaited judgment.

In front of the chapel, most of the dead riders were silent.

Dead people, especially dead people who don't have a mind of their own. What do you want to say?

Revolt?

Ferdin's Light Judgment was their nemesis. Many of the dead riders were still dazed. Not to mention that resistance is a problem even if you stand up. What's more, bathed in that holy light, many of the dead riders had in their minds images that they thought were very distant and unfamiliar, but couldn't help but want to delve deeper. The images were so ethereal and blurry, but they instinctively knew how important they were to them. Therefore, I was not willing to give up at all, and I tried to devote myself to wanting Chu to be clearer.

In such a strange situation, most of the formerly notorious Death Knights obediently tied their hands, and had no intention of resisting the shackles of holy light imposed on them.

Such a situation fell on Ferdin's eyes, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Thea stood behind him. I heard his long exhale. With Old Ferdin's slightly relaxed shoulders, she also breathed a sigh of relief.

Really. Uncle Ferdin's words have always been struggling, and if he could, he wouldn't want to kill the killer.

The dead riders in front of you. It was a pack of wolves that had temporarily shed their fangs and claws, however, when they woke up again. Which side will they be on?

Even now that Fording has returned with reinforcements, even if the Dead Riders have been retained. But such a laissez-faire is still a great risk.

Thea's gaze fell worriedly on the face of the leader Darian.

At this time, Darian's face no longer had a fierce and hideous expression, and his pale face was as peaceful as before his death.

Darian, what is this time for? In his consciousness at the moment, will there really be traces that will make him ...... What about them freeing themselves from the Lich King's control?

Thea's eyes searched the Death Rider one by one, and it wasn't until she finally got Lycia's bright red hair and calm expression that she was completely relieved.

Please ...... Be sure to find yourself.

After thinking about it, Shia held her staff forward and stretched it out. The golden light accompanied her melodious singing and fell on the bodies of the dead riders, gently soothing them.

"Holy hymns?"

Furding raised an eyebrow and turned back. Seeing that Thea had devoted himself to the sacred hymn, he silently turned back to Rian. The hand that had been caged under the cloak was lightly clenched into a fist and slowly clenched.

Don't let it down...... Our Expectations.

Come back.

The children.

Darien didn't know how long it had been since he had been so calm. But for the first time since he heard the Lich King's voice, his mind was no longer surrounded by darkness, and it was no longer enveloped by the Lich King's icy voice.

A soft and holy light slowly filled his heart.

In that soft light, his own past.

Father...... Brother...... And also......

In front of the familiar and unfamiliar Chapel of Light's Wishes, he was clad in the silver robe of dawn, facing the influx of the Scourge Legions, holding the Ash Bringer Barb into his chest.

It turned out that that was the truest memory in the end.

Turns out, is he already dead?

Then why is he still alive in this world?

Darian was in the dark, lying in a magical circle densely covered with arcane patterns, and the acolytes were constantly pouring potions on him. Beside him, it was as if the Great Lich Kel'thugad was chanting an unknown incantation with his hands raised.

During this evil ritual, his body was gradually eroded by the dark green of the potion and the evil blue of magic.

"How did the ceremony go? Kel'thugad. ”

"Very well, my king. It's just that...... A little bit of a problem. ”

"Oh?"

"It's a complete miscalculation on the part of his subordinates - even as a user of the Ember Bringer, reaching his father's level is too hasty for him. Therefore, with his current strength, it is really a bit reluctant to take over the position of the Great Lord of the Death Rider. ”

“…… Let's use it first. It's not in vain to waste all your hard work. ”

"My king, even if you are so forgiving, the minister still has to be honest - this is really a failure!"

"Failed products will also have the correct way to use them......"

With a cold chuckle, Darien's vision blurred.

...... failures?

The voice was cold, familiar, the voice of his master.

The Lich King's voice.

Something complicated was slowly brewing, and Darien was so confused by emotions that he didn't even understand himself that he didn't notice that his surroundings had changed abruptly.

It was like the morning light breaking through the darkness, and the surroundings grew brighter.

And in that bright and soft light like the morning clouds, a figure appeared. (To be continued)

ps Thank you for the peace charm of the golden armor reflecting the moon and the frost clothes.

The dark wind is very niche, isn't it, hehe. But I like it. So, I'm especially glad that someone likes this style as well. It's a great encouragement to me.