In the brilliant golden light, Ares stood up again, and the Cthun in front of him was shrouded in a golden holy light, which was burning its body, the brain tumor was melting, and countless disgusting liquids flowed out of the surface of the brainball. The warriors of the Horde and the Alliance have surrounded this evil monster in the middle.

Waiting for the moment when it is completely dead.

At this moment, Ares stepped onto Cthun's body in full view of everyone. The Ancient Evil God had little power to resist, its tentacles had all been melted, and the Holy Light continued to flow like a heavenly judgment, shrouding over this fat and ugly body.

Ares felt a clump of sticky rotten flesh beneath his feet, but Cthun wasn't dead, he was still struggling, endless dark energy pouring out of the swollen and deformed brainball, and the bloodshot eyeball looked around in horror at the crowd that approached around him. Without a swarm, it's powerless.

It's a puddle of rotten meat to be slaughtered.

In the hymn of holiness, Ares walked over to Cthun's head, an immensely large eyeball, almost as large as Ares' size. At this moment, the eyeball was staring at Ares in horror, trying to read the paladin's mind, but no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't read it completely. Because Ares was originally a man of another world.

In this way, without a word of nonsense, Ares took up his greatsword, the Ashbringer was impatient, the judgment of the Holy Light was so powerful, it longed to cleanse the world of every drop of evil and depravity. Cthun may never know, it has enslaved everyone, defeated everyone's will, controlled their minds, why can't it completely control this human paladin?

Finally, in the expectant gaze of everyone, Ares leveled the greatsword and stabbed the evil and bloodshot giant eye with a sword. A terrifying scream lingered in the hall, and thick blood spurted out and sprinkled on Ares's body, and his face was as if bathed in blood, and this blood even had a warm breath, as if every red blood cell in it was burning.

The tribe erupted in a long-lost cheer. This time, they really won, completely won.

It's just that the alliance sacrificed the greatest commander-in-chief. Ares then noticed that Gianna, who was crying silently at the back of the crowd, was in the arms of this little woman, none other than her father, Dalin......

For a moment, Ares felt a wave of loss and sadness sink through his body. I have worked hard for a long time, and it seems that history has changed, but in fact, it has not changed much. Dai Lin is still dead, not by his own daughter, but in the end he is still dead......

At this moment, countless alliance soldiers took off their helmets and mourned silently...... The tribe also calmed down. They know what's going on.

Dalin's chest was a tear-like wound, empty inside, and his lungs and heart were long gone. A shell, a familiar face, and a pair of dead eyes.

Gianna hugged her father, letting the blood stain the hem of her shirt and tears drenching her face.

Just a few hours ago, she was arguing with her father, and she knew it was like this, she shouldn't have been. That was the last conversation she had with Dalin. At this moment, the atmosphere at the scene was extremely silent, and the hustle and bustle and celebration just now were long gone.

In its place, there is mourning, heavy mourning.

"Gianna ......"

Covered in blood, Ares walked over heavily, placing his hand on his lover's shoulder. However, what I felt was cold...... What about the pain of losing a father, even if the war is won?

"Don't touch me."

Gianna hissed. Her tears and snot were glued together. How many memories of the past flashed back to her mind, from the time she was a child, to the time she left Kurtiras, and then to Laran to study. At that time, my father would always visit me from time to time. Later, she came to Lordaeron...... Memories were like cold rain pouring down on her in the night, making her unable to extricate herself from deep pain.

……

Silence, endless silence, Cthun's body was on the sidelines, however, no one went to celebrate anymore.

After a long time, Gianna made a startling move, she rose from the ground covered in blood, and held the banner that his father had raised before his death, the Union Battle Flag.

Everybody knows what that means...... The admiral of Kul Tiras died, but a new leader was born. Jaina. Prodmore will become the new leader of Coultiras Tiras.

"Gianna, are you ready?"

"Are you really, ready?"

Ares asked in surprise. All the good things in the past are willing to be shattered at this moment. They had agreed to make their home together in Kurtilas, and to have their own house by the sunset bay, and that day the sea breeze blew their hair and brought the serenity of an evening song. And now, these dreams seem to be just dreams anymore.

Ares asked repeatedly, however, from Gianna's tear-dry eyes, Ares read one word—"Yes." "Yes, Gianna decided. Perhaps, God has already arranged her fate, and at this moment, all the past childish and childlike ideals are about to be shattered. She will take on the mission of the princess of Kul Tiras.

Ares seemed to hear the sound of the whistle and horn of the endless ship floating on the sea, and under the fluttering battle flag, stood a beautiful woman, Gianna.

Facing the battle flag, the soldiers of Kul Tiras half-knelt down, their eyes full of reverence. From then on they will unite in Gianna. Under the banner of Prodmoor, they are building their new home on this ancient continent.

Only Ares felt it—a deep sense of loss. He lowered his arm weakly, and the Ember Messenger lost its luster and stood on the ground like a heavy handful of Chen Tie. Gianna's high-pitched speech began to sound, but how Ares wished it hadn't happened......

Gianna in the crowd was so shining that she turned her grief into strength......

"Unite, citizens of Kul Tiras, we will live strong!"

"Everything my father worked for, I will spend the rest of my life holding on."

Gianna was still giving a generous speech, tears drying from the corners of her eyes, and Ares knew that from now on, the simple, silly and sweet Gianna of the past was gone. In her place is another strong, brave Gianna who has taken on a heavy historical mission.

"Now, please follow me and purify everything here with flames."

Under the watchful eye, Gianna shouted loudly. She ordered her father's body to be wrapped up and transported back to the mountain fortress for cremation, while she herself walked into the Zerg's nest. Looking at the strange eggs all over the cavern, she had Egwen's powerful spell and cleansed the place with a scorching flame......