The entire Stratholme Town Hall was already scorched, and the firelight and dust were all over the hall, and Banazal dragged his injured body close to Ares, after all, this distance was not far.

Gianna flashed out of the rubble, she wasn't hurt, but most of her mana had been consumed. I saw the archmage weakly raise his right hand, and his slender fingers quickly drew mysterious symbols in the air, and the temperature of the air in front of Ares dropped suddenly, and countless ice crystals gathered together to form a hard ice wall, standing between Ares and Banazal.

However, the demon ignored it, reaching out its flaming claws and slamming its fist into the ice wall. In the next second, countless cracks appeared in the rock-cold frost wall.

Banazal had only anger in his eyes, and all he could see was the human lying in the rubble in front of him—Ares. The proud paladin sabotaged one of his plans after another, making it impossible for him to disguise himself in the Scarlet Crusaders.

It was going to kill him, it was going to crush him, it was going to pollute his soul.

The demon's roar resounded throughout the hall.

I saw it smash it hard, and the entire ice wall shattered in front of it......

Crystal clear ice flowers fell on the ground.

Now, in front of Banazal, there is no more obstacles.

"Paladin, your life is mine."

It roared and roared, and a pair of claws were almost outstretched. However, in just a moment, Banazar was horrified to find that Ares had nothing on his hands, right? What about the fallen greatsword? Fallen Ember Bringer, why is it gone?

However, it is too late to think.

Immediately after, the air behind the demon exploded, and a stream of golden energy fell from the sky. Tirio, who has returned from injury, holds the fallen Ash Messenger in his hand, and with a big jump, slash!

The evil sword slashed at the demon's back like a meteor!

It turned out that while Banazar was busy with the spell on Gianna, the priests had finished healing the High Lord Tirio, the paladin Tirio got back on his feet, and Ares had quietly handed the great sword to Tirio when he was injured.

The blow slashed at the demon with the flames of vengeance, with the wrath of all the Lordaeron Scarlet Crusaders and Silver Dawn Warriors, and with a just judgment.

A piercing roar erupted in the air, and the greatsword slashed deep into the demon's back, slicing through muscles and severing bones.

Banazar roared in pain, and the claws that had struck Ares fell weakly, and the claws of the burning demonic flames plunged into the hall floor, less than two meters away from Ares, and the heat wave emitted by the evil green flames made Ares almost unable to breathe and open his eyes.

However, Banazal was eventually seriously injured.

It struggled to get up, but Gianna immediately cast the Frost Bondage, and countless Frost Ice Crystals rose from the demon's feet, trapping Banazar's forked hooves, originally such a spell was nothing to mention to the demon, but now, Banazar was seriously injured, and the energy in its body was rapidly draining, and it would take some time to break through this frost bondage.

But Tirio didn't give it that time.

The fallen Ember Bringer screamed in the paladin's hands, and Tirio pulled out the greatsword that had infiltrated the demon's body, and then stabbed the demon into the thigh again with all his might.

Banazar fell to its knees almost immediately, roaring and struggling, countless ice crystals shattering from beneath its feet.

But then two more ice arrows struck Banazar in the chest. The cold magic arrow pierced the demon's skin and sank into the demon's body.

Banazal roared and took two steps back. Almost as soon as the demon shattered the frost confinement, Tirioti charged with the sword, the light enveloping him, and then, Banazar watched as the tiny human passed under it, leaving a brilliant light in its wake, and the fallen ash bringer cleaved open the demon's belly from above.

A black stream of blood suddenly gushed out.

Immediately afterward, dark energy exploded from its body. The resulting shock wave will shake everyone present and shake it up. The whole building seemed to tremble. In the dust, the demon's body gradually turned into a cloud of fiery flame fragments, scattered all over the ground.

Dragging his tired body, Tirio dragged his sword over, his armor shattered and his face stained with blood and dust.

"It's over, Ares, we've slain the demon!"

As he spoke, Tirio placed a hand on Ares' chest. The light poured into Ares like a spring. In the peaceful aura, Ares seemed to see angels with outstretched wings smiling at him, however, in this world, they are not called angels, they should be called Naru......

After a few minutes, Ares felt the wounds all over his body heal, the shattered bones back together, and fresh blood gushing out of his heart and into every vein. It's like a new life.

"Hold, your weapon."

With that, Tirio handed the fallen Ember Bringer back into Ares' hands. It was so calm and serene, as if it had fallen into a deep sleep, and the skeletal emblem on the blade dimmed again.

Holding on to his sword, Ares struggled to get up. Gianna hugged the bear excitedly. Tears glistened in her eyes, and it was clear that they had once again gone through a life-or-death ordeal. Her hands wrapped around Ares' waist and buried her head deep in Ares' chest. Crying like a little girl.

Silly White Sweet...... Ares admired from his heart that Gianna, who was supposed to grow up to be the leader of Theramore, did not have a trace of growth by her side, she was still like a little girl, not good at restraining her emotions, love and hate, and did not have the cold, mercenary character of a politician......

Dragged his tired body out of the city hall. The fighting in the streets and alleys continued, but the undead had faded. Stratholme's Scarlet Crusaders were nearly wiped out, while the Silver Dawn and Ash Inquisitors suffered heavy losses. The Brotherhood of Light was killed seven or eight times out of ten. It can be said that the Battle of Stratholme, although victorious, was a pyrrhic victory.

……

A few days later, the first rays of sunlight poured into the dead city. The charred buildings no longer burned, the fiery red clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and the whole city gradually showed its original face.

Standing on the ruined city square, Ares can faintly see the endless flow of horse-drawn carriages and the market path of the past. However, this is only a ruin after all, and the prosperity of Stratholm is gone, and the peace and tranquility of the kingdom of Lordaeron are gone.