By the time the Scarlet Crusaders outside had barely pried open the iron door, the dense Scourge rats had been repelled...... And the soldiers trapped inside are almost injured!

Brigitte took out General Alfred, who was covered in bruises, and the paladin's aura was already very weak at this time!

"Father......" Bridgett said tremblingly, "hold on...... The priest will be there soon......"

She tried desperately to summon the Light to heal General Alfred's injuries, but to no avail. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

General Alfred's body was getting colder a little.

Brie ...... My dear daughter...... Don't be afraid, Daddy might be leaving...... Actually, I regret that there are some things that I forced you too hard after your mother's death...... Perhaps I should give you more freedom......" said the dying General Alfred, looking at his daughter lovingly.

"Father...... Please, hold on for a while......" The girl has cried into tears.

"Commander Abydis, the undead, there are undead everywhere, we are already surrounded!" A crusader came to report.

But as if she hadn't heard, Brigitte used the light in vain to shine on her father......

General Alfred eventually closed his eyes slowly.

The screams of the blood-colored crusaders around them came little by little, and the undead had already killed them!

"Maybe I'm going to die here, just like my father......" The girl gently grabbed the long sword at her waist, even if she died, she would take a few undead with her before she died!

……

A dazzling light pierced through the darkness, the flames burned, and the undead scattered.

"Ember Bringer!"

"It's the Ember Bringer!"

The cheers of the Scarlet Crusaders rang out from all around.

Alexandros Mograini came with a group of paladins and took his artifact.

The undead were all reduced to ashes by the sword, and the undead who surrounded Bridget were quickly slain to open a gap.

"Alfred!" Only to hear the Ash Bringer Mograini call out in a loud voice.

He saw the figure kneeling on the ground, and he rushed over.

"Bridget, what about your father, I'm looking for him, Stratholme is a trap, the undead here have been prepared......" Old Mograine's words suddenly stopped.

Bridget stood up from the ground with a dead face: "My father, he ...... He's dead......"

"Ah......h

The flames were burning, and the undead soon couldn't bear the terrifying pressure and began to retreat!

Several paladins held the Ember Bringer, who had almost fallen into madness.

"Lord Mograini, please calm down!" They shouted.

Alexandros Mograini looked at the bones of the undead all over the place, and breathed a breath rather reluctantly.

Something suddenly occurred to him.

Ethan Lien!

Two of his best friends, one of whom had died in Stratholme, had also entered Stratholme.

"Quick, follow me, to the west!" He shouted loudly, Ethan Lion must have been ambushed by the undead as well, he was a priest who was even weaker in combat, and he needed help......

After Mograini left, Brigitte silently picked up the torch and burned her father's body.

She wouldn't let the undead resurrect the corpse.

"Commander Abydis, do we need to retreat?" A Scarlet Crusader asked in a whisper.

"No!" She shook her head, dropped her torch and picked up her sword: "We're going to keep fighting!" ”

……

Stratholme's area was large, and the Ashbringer Mograine hurried as fast as he could.

Abidis was responsible for the attack on the south gate, he was responsible for attacking the east gate, and Ethanlien was responsible for attacking the west gate...... And a large number of undead ambushes appeared at both the south gate and the east gate...... Abidis and already, if it weren't for his Ash Bringer, he would probably have died here, as for Ethanlion......

Mograini was a little inconceivable, he didn't want to lose his two best brothers in one day!

He encountered many undead along the way, but he did everything he could to clear the way!

Finally, he saw a blood-colored crusader paladin moaning on the ground.

"What's the matter, what's going on with you, where's Ethanlian?" Mograini asked urgently, falling to one knee on one knee.

"Stitching weird...... We've come across a ton of stitching freaks...... Lord Ethanlien has fled to Stratholme Cathedral...... We ......" The paladin lost consciousness before he could finish his words.

"Damn it!" Mograini kept summoning the Holy Light, and lost the time to save the paladin, but his aura also became weaker and weaker......

However, he at least left a message before he died, that Ethan Lien was not dead, and that he had fled to Stratholme Cathedral after being attacked by a large number of Stitch Monsters.

"Follow me!" Mograine commanded his men.

After finally catching up with Stratholme Cathedral, Mograini saw the familiar figure.

Ethan Lien is still alive, the brave priest in front of Stratholme Cathedral, directing the soldiers to fight the undead.

"Die, undead!" Mograine roared loudly, using the power of the Ember Bringer once again to cut a bloody path!

"Mograini!" When he saw the paladin rushing over, Ethanlien's face was full of joy: "Stratholme is a trap...... It's full of undead ambushes......"

"I know......" Mograini's voice choked up a little: "I was also ambushed, and Abidis he even ......"

"Don't worry about that much, Mograini!" Esenlien shouted, "The two of us have come to cover the evacuation of the Crusaders. ”

Alexandros Mograini nodded, with Ethanlien's assistance, and with the power of the Ash Bringer, he had the confidence to fight against a thousand undead......

The warriors of the Scarlet Crusaders, under the command of the two leaders, began to retreat little by little.

Ethan Lien and Mograine stood at the crossroads of Stratholme Cathedral, watching the horde of the undead.

"For the Light!" Mograine lifted the Ember Bringer, and he rushed forward.

Even the most powerful undead creatures are like being chopped and chopped vegetables in front of this holy sword...... And with the help of Ethan Lien's power of the Holy Light, he has a continuous combat effectiveness.

Mograine even vaguely remembered the days when they fought side by side against the orcs in Blackstone Mountain...... It's a pity that Abidis is no longer there!

The undead began to retreat in the face of this powerful force, and they were safe!

Mograine breathed a sigh of relief: "Ethan Lien, we ......"

Suddenly, the smile on the paladin's face froze little by little. (To be continued.) )