Ares slaughtered bloodthirstily, and the fallen Ashbringer drank the blood of his enemies, slicing off the arm of a crusader with a single sword, flipping his wrist and drawing his blade back, slashing the neck of a blood-colored infantryman, and with another sword, a Crusader archer was pierced through the body by a massive sword, and blood poured out of his mouth. However, Ares ignored his pain and drew his greatsword and slashed off his head with a single sword. A large amount of blood poured out of the headless corpse......

Half an hour later, the square was covered with the corpses of blood-colored crusaders, and the air was filled with a thick smell of blood. Excessive killing, the sword of the fallen Ash Bringer was even stained with layers of blood, and armed with the greatsword, Ares walked into the town hall. Scarlet blood continued to drip down the tip of the sword. For a moment, Ares felt more demonic than a demon. Even Tirio cast a stunned look at the sword. But there is no time for these things right now.

Da Sohan was in the town hall, and Ares knew that the Scarlet Crusaders of the Hand of Tyr were not the only ones, and there were many people who had not come out, and they might not be willing to obey Da Sohan's crazy orders, so what was the fate of these people? Ares' mood was uneasy.

Until around the corner of the hallway, the first Scarlet Warrior is seen. A sense of anger and nausea arose. It wasn't a normal Scarlet Crusader soldier, he was dead, but resurrected.

His body had barely changed, but his eyes had turned blood-red and his movements stiff, like a zombie.

Just as everyone raised their weapons and prepared to attack, a large number of blood-colored zombies poured out from the corner of the corridor! A few hours ago, they were still living warriors, fighting against natural disasters, however, in a very short time, they were all killed by demons and turned into puppets and tools of Banazal!

"In the name of the Light!"

All the people who are still alive are outraged. With tears in their eyes, they rushed at the walking dead.

Iron swords and hammers fell again and again, and wails and muffled roars resounded through the town hall of Stratholme.

Ares raised his sword to meet the enemy, and one by one the bloody resurrectors fell before his eyes, and the blood stained Ares into a bloody man through and through. The bright silver-white armor was like soaking out of blood at the moment, showing a dark red all over its body.

Finally, after a bloody battle, Ares and Tirio arrived at the main meeting hall of the town hall of Stratholme. Having killed the last of the Scarlet Reborn, Tirio pushed open the bronze doors of the conference hall with his bloodied hands.

What unfolded in front of everyone was a terrible picture.

Dasohan was dead, and the demon Banazar was standing beside the shriveled corpse, greedily sucking on the last of its life force.

Like a dried corpse, Da Sohan's body was bloodless, his eyes widened, and the fear of death was fixed on the moment he was killed by the demon.

"Brave humans, you're finally here. It seems that my plan has not been able to hide from you, Ares. You're such a brilliant little guy that has sabotaged my plans again and again until you forced me to kill the Scarlet Crusaders. ”

Banazar stood in the middle of the chamber, his voice like an elegy from hell, low, cold, and full of darkness. Everyone present couldn't help but gasp. The demon that had long occupied the body of the Crusader Warrior had finally appeared, but its appearance and size were beyond everyone's expectations.

Even though the main hall of Stratholme was more than eight meters high, the demon's body itself was two stories high, and a pair of misshapen horns almost touched the ceiling of the hall, its membranous wings stretched out, almost obscuring out all light. The black hooves naturally split apart, and under the terrifying weight, they seemed to sink under the floor.

"I'm just curious, how did you know my true identity in the first place?"

Banazal stepped away from his heavy hooves and took a step closer.

Although his words did not reveal a trace of anger or contempt. But Ares could feel the demon's heart tumbling and roaring, like a volcano about to erupt. And the anger will be all vented on Ares.

As Banazar just said, it originally had a detailed plan, but it was destroyed again and again by Ares, forcing it to show up early. And to kill the Scarlet Crusaders in advance, these fanatical human soldiers are like its children, how can it be willing to kill them? But Ares, yes, Ares made it happen!

Its eyes were fixed on the young man in front of it who held the Fallen Ash Messenger. The flames of anger swept through Ares' heart like a tidal wave, and for a moment, Ares almost felt the power. The power of the devil. But Ares stood still.

"A prophet told me. He told me that Da Sohan's body was possessed by a demon, and that this demon would eventually be consumed by his own arrogance, and that I would raise my holy sword and pierce your heart. ”

Ares stood up straight and replied loudly. Although it was the first time he had seen a demon, Ares was not afraid at all, and after seeing countless crypt demons, abominations, and natural disaster monsters, the face of the demon could still be reluctantly accepted.

"Prophet? No, you lie, there are no prophets in this world! Azeroth didn't. ”

Banazar roared. Its sound resounded through the hall like a torrent.

"Just because you don't know doesn't mean you don't, I'll tell you the name of this prophet."

Ares said, pausing deliberately, while everyone hurried to find the demon's weakness.

"His name is Madison."

Ares yelled. Even though this is nonsense, what Medivan looks like Ares has never seen until now, Banazal was shocked when he heard the name, once the most powerful mage in Azeroth, the last guardian, and his mother even defeated the leader of the Burning Legion, Sargeras. Not really defeated, of course. And Medivan is still a puppet in front of Sargeras. However, the name alone is enough to attract the attention of Banazal.

It frowned, and a ball of flame ignited in its hand, and as the flames dissipated, a dark red battle axe leaped into its hand.

A flaming storm blew in the air, and the demon made an offensive stance. And almost at the same time, Tirio gave the order for a general attack.

The warrior of the silver dawn, the paladin, roared and charged at the demon's feet......