Saffron!

Ares reacted almost immediately.

However, for now, even if he knew the origin of the dragon, Ares was powerless to save Tirio. The Paladin's light was so strong that he became the only savior of the Scarlet Coalition on the battlefield and a thorn in the side of the Scourge Legion.

The Frost Dragon swooped down with a roar, and the dragon's roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, shocking people's hearts.

The whole world, as if all that was left was Tirio and its duel.

The paladin had a hammer in his hand and a resolute look in his eyes, he had lived through countless dark years, lived through Lordaeron's most glorious years, and witnessed the moment of its destruction.

At this moment, nothing could stop him from fighting the Frost Dragon to the death. Although, it looks like a fight to the death, and the paladins have no hope.

"Father!"

Tyran cried out in a heart-rending voice. He had just been reunited with his father, and he couldn't watch him die like this.

However, Tirio was determined, and he raised his hammer -

"In the name of the Light! Die, undead! ”

Light bloomed from between his fingers, through the cracks in his armor, enveloping him in holy light.

Everything around him became blurred, and all he could see was the swooping frost dragon Sephelon!

A tragic battle song sounded, and in the next second, Saphelon roared wildly, flying towards Tirio at an incomparably alarming speed. In the collision of light and darkness, Tirio's body was instantly drowned in the dragon's furious breath.

The Frost Breath was like a great wave, forming a wave of ice in front of Tirio, covering Tirio beneath the thick ice. The light dimmed at this moment. In the horrified eyes of everyone, Sefilon smashed the ice sculpture with his giant claws with one palm!

"No !!"

Tyran cried out in a heart-rending voice. Three or four Silver Dawn warriors dragged him hard, but they couldn't pull him.

Saffron ravaged the corpse, stomping the ice beneath his feet into pieces. Enraged, Tyran broke free from his soldiers' grip, dragged his hammer, and charged at the Frost Dragon. He wanted to avenge his father.

A cry of anger hovered between heaven and earth, and Saffyon turned the huge dragon head, the tip of its nose spitting frosty breath. Just when everyone thought that Tyran was going to die on the land, Fred stepped forward, and the elderly priest stood between Tyran and the dragon Sepheron.

Too late to explain to Tailando.

Fred thrust his staff into the dirt, and a barrier of light burst out of the old priest's hand.

The next moment, Saffron took a deep breath, and the frost flames in his abdomen erupted with the air current.

In everyone's horrified gaze, the frost breath formed a killing wave and ran towards Fred. Wherever the waves passed, all the corpses instantly turned into bodies of frost.

"Mentor!"

Ares woke up from a dream and watched Tirio fall, and now, his mentor was ......

In the next second, the ice breath collided with Fred's holy light barrier, and unsurprisingly, the dragon's breath instantly overwhelmed Fred and Tyran. The shield of light, a symbol of the faith of light, failed to hold back the Frost Dragon's breath......

Saffron smugly walked up to Fred's side, and the warrior of the Silver Dawn tried to get close to kill it, but was swept away by the dragon's tail, and all the flesh flew out......

……

Heaven and earth are gloomy. The corpses of dead Silver Dawn and Scarlet Crusader warriors filled every inch of Tyr's Hand.

"Molegni...... Ember Bringer ......"

In desperation, Ares clenched the greatsword in his hand.

It was as if he had seen countless images pass by him, Reynolds, Darien, King Terenus, Uther, D'Assohhan, Ethanlyon, Whiteman, ...... The images of countless people in the past, everything they have experienced, and the countless heroic souls of Lordaeron have come and gone, charging towards the dark places.

Heaven and earth are vast, and all the previous images are merged at this moment. The Ember Messenger is emitting light and heat, different from what it used to be. This time, it emitted a soft golden light, a warm flame, and a green flame gradually turned into a divine fire of light.

The image of old Mograini emerges from the sword.

"Fight, kid. Bringer of Light. ”

A deep and warm voice lingered in his ears, and the giant sword in his hand began to burn, and the huge skull emblem on the blade gradually turned into a warm and bright white crystal.

In an instant, endless energy was poured into the body, and this energy was so vast and boundless that it drowned out the sharp pain and the anger. Yes, only fusion, the perfect union of the Light with the body. In the next second, an incomparably brilliant light pierced the sky and shrouded Ares.

A steady stream of holy light poured out from his body, from the cracks in the armor, and finally the intense light enveloped Ares, and all the wounds on his body were instantly healed, and his eyes were clear.

"Miracles...... For Azeroth! ”

Ares shouted excitedly. The holy light condensed in him, and at this moment, Ares's body shone ten thousand times brighter than usual. All the undead creatures immediately turned their heads, not daring to look directly at the light.

The warriors of the Silver Dawn and the Scarlet Crusaders stared at the scene in amazement. They couldn't believe it was true, Ember Bringer, it had returned, and the fallen greatsword had been purified and reborn in the hands of Ares.

Whitemane and many other pastors wept with their faces hidden.

The next moment, Ares raised his holy sword and rushed through the crowd, the divine storm, countless undead were wiped out around him, and the ash messenger shone, wrapping Ares's entire person in holy light, and wherever the paladin went, light splashed.

The surrounding figures quickly fell, turning into clusters of burning flames.

In the darkness, light surges.

The holy light poured into Ares' body like a spring, and all the tiredness, all the confusion, dissipated at this moment.

The chant rings in the ears, and the order judges. It was as if tens of millions of paladins were charging, and the light was rampaging in the army of natural disasters, and even the powerful natural calamity abomination was also killed in one hit......

And the frost dragon Saffron had apparently noticed the situation here. That light was too dazzling, too domineering. The light on Tirio's body was a thousand times stronger than before.

Finally, Saffyloon flew high into the air again, and the dragon roared.

"Saffron, come on!"

Ares raised his sword and roared.

The light pierced the sky, and the ground around the paladin was filled with burning flames.

The next moment, Saffron swooped down again with a roar.

The dragon's breath, the frost waves.

But this time, the ice was no longer indestructible, and the Ember Bringer shone with an incomparably brilliant light, splitting the cold of the North at the moment when the tide of ice hit. The dragon's breath was split in two, and countless ice flowers swept past Ares's face, who gripped the sword and slashed in the direction that Saffron had swooped in.

"In the name of the Light!"

In the endless light, the Ember Bringer slashed in the direction that Saffron was rushing from, and a sword slashed open the Frost Dragon's head, the blade of the sword bit deeply, slicing open his throat and severing his ribs......