Chapter Forty-Nine: The End of the Blood of the Fathers (Part 2)
Fili's spear had pierced the ogre's head, and in the face of the warlock's spell, her face flashed with determination, and she drew her spear and threw it at the warlock, leaping in front of Angele, two white wings of light wrapped tightly around her.
Rumble!
Locking on to Anger's unholy magic has arrived and collided with Fili's white light wings, the evil magic disappears, and Fili's light wings shatter into a large number of pieces and disappear, Firi is knocked back and leans back, at which point the unholy magic that locks on Fili also flies.
In Angeli's tearful gaze, a defenseless Firi's chest was blasted into a mist of blood by demonic magic, and the white spear she threw pinned the orc warlock to the ground, and then the spear burst with a violent light, and the warlock was blown to pieces.
Fili fell to the ground on her back, but she quickly supported her body with her hands and crawled to Angele's side, the blood on her face had faded, there was a big hole in her chest, blood was gushing out of it, and white points of light also flew out with the blood, but Fili didn't care about her injuries at all, but walked to Angele's side and said softly:
"I'm sorry, dear, I'm late, and it's taken me too much time to quiet the kid."
Then Fili pressed her hand on Angele's wound, and as the golden light flashed, Angele's injury was immediately relieved a lot, and Fili trembled violently, her face turned a little paler, and more points of light flew out from the large hole in her chest.
"Fili, why did you block that spell for me? How are you, are you okay? ”
As soon as Angre regained his mobility, he sat up and tried to hold down Fili's wound with his clothes as his arms trembled.
Fei Li lightly pressed his hand and said softly: "It's useless, otherwise I would have treated myself a long time ago, my core has been broken, and now I am going to die." ”
After listening to her words, Anglie couldn't hold back the tears anymore, this was the first time he could remember crying, he still tried to hold her chest with his clothes and choked: "How can it be useless, how can you die, I can't live without you, woo." ”
Fili reached out and gently stroked his face, and comforted him softly: "I don't have much time, don't cry, laugh, listen to me a few words, okay." ”
Anglie tried to stop his tears and tried to smile, but he was speechless with grief as he looked at the woman who was getting darker and darker.
"Actually, I have long remembered who I am, thank you for taking me out of Elonnaya and giving me warmth and love,"
"Only after I met you did I know that mortal life can be so happy."
"Don't be sad, live with the children, they are the continuation of my life."
More light flew out of Fili's broken chest, and she shuddered violently again, Fili put on the same smile as she had ever done, and then kissed Angele's forehead, her lips already cold.
"Goodbye, dear Angele, you have been mine for these two years...... The whole world. ”
Then, Fili's body completely weakened and finally shattered, countless white shards disappeared after breaking away from her, and Angele looked at the place for a long time, Fili had completely disappeared, and there was not even a corpse left.
Angle screamed in pain, and slammed his fist into the ground, there were already several deep pits on the ground, and his hands were already bruised and bleeding, but he didn't realize it, and at last, a loud sound woke up his sleeping two daughters, and the cries of the daughters woke him up.
He stumbled and picked up the young Paltris, and when he looked at the face that was somewhat similar to Fili, tears welled up again and dripped down Paltris's face, and he couldn't bear it anymore, and began to cry out loud.
The next day, there was no longer any superfluous expression on Anglie's face, and he carried a huge box containing household items, and Claudia was fastened to the top of the box, and Paltris was held in his arms, and he took one last look at the land, and then walked north without looking back.
A few days later, Angle appeared alone under the martial law of Lordaeron, and his daughters had been placed in a safe place, with a brother and his woman who had followed Angler's adventures in the care of Angerle's daughters.
A soldier leads Anglesus to Lothar's command room, where he meets two acquaintances--- Tyrosos and Grayson, who look surprised at him before Angles is thrown to the ground with a punch.
"Thanks to you, brothers who have been with me for many years," Tyrosus tried to get up, but Anglie slammed another punch into Tyrossos' face, knocking him out again.
"They are the bravest warriors, and they all die in the end from your cowardice!" Angel slammed his fist at Tyrosos, who never defended himself and did not fight back, his swollen face showing a look of remorse and relief.
Several guards saw this scene and tried to come up to protect their officers, but they were stopped by Grayson, who looked sympathetically at the already gray-haired man: "This is their personal vendetta, if there is a problem, I will stop it." ”
Soon, Angli stood up and spat at Tyrosos: "Don't think that Lao Tzu forgives you, even if Lao Tzu dies in this life, he will never have any more contact with a guy like you!" ”
Grayson walked up and helped Tyrossos, who seemed to be beaten miserably, but all the injuries were not fatal, and the holy light flashed in his hand to heal Tyrosus, and he looked up and said to Angele, "You have changed a lot, you were not so good at talking before." ”
Anglie snorted coldly and entered the adjutant's room alone, Lothar looked much older than two years ago, the bald man's beard was all white, and his resolute face was full of vicissitudes, he looked at Anglie's arrival, and said:
"Don't hate Maxwell, he's not a man who is afraid of death, it's just that the form was forced to do so at the time, and many times this kind of decision requires more courage."
Anglie said hatefully, "Don't talk about this, old fellow, I remember you said that if you kill enough orcs, you can be crowned a nobleman." ”
Lothar didn't care about Anglie's rudeness, but showed warmth on his vicissitudes of life: "Yes, but with your past merits and now that you are a knight, do you still want to return to the team, lieutenant colonel?" ”
Anglie's eyes suddenly sparked: "How can a knight be enough, Lao Tzu wants to be a baron, and Lao Tzu's child must be a baron in the future." ”
Lothar laughed, "Welcome back, Lieutenant Colonel, you'll be a baron." ”