"Your Excellency?" Thassarian Ryan held the hand of the Ash Messenger and never let it go, and couldn't help but step forward to Darian and whispered a reminder. (Read the latest chapter for the first time)

"Turn around and attack!" Seeing that reinforcements from Silver Dawn were imminent, Darien gritted his teeth and made a decision. He flicked his arm, and the Ember Bringer made a dark green trail in the air.

"Yes, sir!"

Unlike the deference of Sasarian and Koltila, Orbazz. Once again, blood poison raises a different question.

"My lord! Aren't the silver reinforcements supposed to be stopped at the Cowling junction? Why is it here, is it wrong there? ”

Darien said impatiently, "Is now the time to care about this?" Is it our responsibility to complete the task there or not? Mind your current situation! Albaz! ”

"Yes......" Orbazz replied with a low brow. But there was a hint of gloom in his lowered eyes.

Conspiracy...... His instincts smelled of conspiracy, but the stupid Great Lord in front of him seemed completely unaware.

But why did he say it again? Do you want to bring shame on yourself again?

No!!

Orbazz sneered inwardly, turned and led his squad to meet the team of Thassarian and Koltila.

It's the life or death of these death knights under his command, and he doesn't care!

He's Albazz. Blood poison will make the owner understand where his value lies!!

By this time, the Death Knight's brigade had already engaged the reinforcements of the Silver Dawn, and the two armies collided like two torrents moving in opposite directions, and the gladiatorial battle broke out again.

As the leaders of the two armies, Ferding and Darion also fought on the cusp of the waves.

"Reach ...... Ryan! Fording whispered in disbelief. But the hammer in his hand did not show any mercy for this. "My child! Why did you become like this! ”

The flames in Darian's eyes flickered slightly. Does he know the old man with gray temples in front of him?

Know? What's the point?

His mission is to fulfill the command of his master, the Lich King, to take down the Chapel of Light's Wish and kill all living people in sight.

"Kill him! Kill this old guy!! ”

The Lich King's summons rang in his head again, stronger, louder, and more unquestionable before.

Darien pursed his lips silently, instilling evil energy into the Ashbringer once more, slashing at his opponent.

The green Ember Messenger slashed down at himself again and again. Fording was heartbroken.

"Darien! You've become the kind of existence your father fought against all his life! You have fallen into darkness like the coward of Arthas...... Falling into the ...... of hatred Harm people for a living! ”

Fordin's Warhammer grid blocks the Ashbringer. Although he is no longer young. But the support of faith kept him from falling behind. The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't know if it was because of the sparks that burst out when the weapons were slashed, or because of the indifferent expression of the familiar young man in front of him.

The warhammer, the golden light was constantly swallowed into the green glow space, but Fording turned a blind eye. It's just urging the Holy Light to continuously feed the black hole of energy that seems to be a bottomless pit of the Ash Emissary.

Did it work?

In the previous battle, countless Holy Light were consumed by the Ember Bringer.

What will be Fordin's fate this time?

Fordin's eyes turned into a touch of determination.

Alexandalus...... Old friend, help me! Help me save your beloved child from the Lich King!!

"Holy Storm!!"

Warhammer's golden light erupted from Fordin's body, staining his entire body golden. The light was almost as strong as it surged through his hammer towards the Ashbringer enveloped in evil energy.

At this moment, the faint green that symbolizes death and blasphemy...... Gone......

"What the hell is going on?"

The Ashbringer's anomaly. Darian, who was almost assimilated with it, immediately found out. All the spells that were cast through the weapon had lost their intended effect, making him feel strange and uneasy.

"I ...... I can't...... This sword betrayed me? ”

The anomaly was so familiar and unfamiliar that he couldn't even tell what the Ashbringer's anomaly was.

Is something wrong with the Ember Bringer? Or did he have a problem himself?

But now was not the time for him to be distracted from the analysis of why the anomaly had happened. His enemies, though old, still suppressed him, not allowing him a breather.

Retreat, ......?

The frustrated and well-timed thought jumped out of Darian's mind like a spark with the sound of another weapon clashing.

With a loud clam, the golden hammer once again powerfully suppressed his out-of-control Ember Bringer.

The eyes of his opponents were close to his eyes.

Unlike the momentary hesitation in his eyes, which were almost fleeting, the old man's eyes were firm and bright without the slightest hesitation. And deep deplorment......

The deplorment stung Darien's eyes. He hurriedly withdrew his sword and retreated almost uncontrollably, trying to reorganize the pace of the attack with a frustration that he could not understand.

But Fordin's combat experience is far superior to his. When he fought side by side with Darian's father, I'm afraid Darian wouldn't even be able to hold a sword. Ferding immediately seized the opportunity of Darien's momentary mood and momentum to press forward step by step.

The golden hammer continued to slam into the Ember Bringer under Darian's reluctant parry, and the more powerful clashing of gold and iron was like a silent roar that disturbed Darian's dazed heart one after another.

"What is this?! It's mine...... I can't attack anymore...... Strength...... Gone...... Even the Ember Messenger is resisting my ......"

Darien finally realized that the Ember Bringer, who had been tame in his hands in the past, had completely lost his usual sharpness at this moment, as if he had encountered a natural nemesis, and the Ember Bringer was completely unable to perform as it should.

And he can't play as he should.

It's only a matter of time before you lose......

Almost as Darion thought this, the Ash Bringer in his hand was knocked away at the same time, and he fell to the ground.

Darien's gaze fell on the white arc drawn by the Ember Bringer in the air, which had lost its green glow.

"Kid!"

The strange title brought Darien back to God's victorious opponent.

Furding stood in front of him and said almost lamentingly. The warhammer raised its hand.

"Let this be over!"

Darian's hammer kept magnifying in his eyes, and it seemed that it was really coming to an end.

But why is his heart so blank? There is no will to fight, no hatred, not even the guilt of the master that should be due to the failure of the mission. There was a sense of relief that even he didn't want to admit and understand.

Warhammer Falls......

The dust settled.

His eyes closed, extinguishing his icy blue glow. (To be continued.) )