"Renault, my son, what are you going to do......" Old Mograini pushed "Renault" away, pulled out the dagger under his side, mobilized the power of the Holy Light, and sensed evil.

Then he saw that in the body of "Renault", there was a terrible demon hidden!

"No, you're not Renault, you're the Dreadlord!" Old Mograine staggered and was about to get his sword, but it was too late, and the sword quickly fell into the hands of "Renault", and there was a holy light shining on it.

"Tsk, you have raised a good son, old Mograine...... A paladin with more darkness in his heart than the Dreadlord! He was the darkest man I had ever met, and even without my temptation, he would have killed his father one day, and the idea had already arisen when he was 13 years old. Isn't it hard to believe? That's the truth! ”

Renault's body fell to the ground, replaced by the Dreadlord Banazal.

He played with the holy sword in his hand and shook his head: "Good weapon...... But it's much worse than the Ember Bringer! That sword was supposed to be yours, wasn't it? But now that you have been snatched away by someone else, do you have a grudge? Yes, that's it, release the resentment in your heart! Maybe I can not kill you, you should go to the fall! Think about it, your eldest son thinks about how to kill you every day, your second son ignores you at all, your weapon is snatched away by a little girl, even if you advance to the legend, your status is still below Gavinrad...... How unjust the Light has done you, shouldn't you have fallen? ”

Banazal wielded the holy sword, and the evil energy and shadow energy poured into the holy sword from the palm of his arm, and the holy light began to fade, and the holy sword turned into a magic sword: "Look, what a fragile holy light, the light is weak in the face of darkness...... Throw yourself into our arms, the Burning Legion is where you belong! ”

"Banazal! What do you see in my eyes, resentment? No, that's not resentment, it's anger! ”

Old Mograini no longer bothered with the wound under his ribs, but stood up straight, an unimaginable burst of holy light energy in his body, suppressing the toxin in an instant, dispelling the evil and the shadows, the blood no longer flowed, and his face became much better than before.

"This ...... How can it be! The light in you...... It's so thick! Banazar was surprised: "You've just advanced to the Legend!" ”

"The favor of the Holy Light has nothing to do with faith, not time." Old Mograini casually picked up an ordinary knight's sword on the weapon rack next to him, and the rich holy light made this sword as brilliant as a holy sword.

He walked towards Banazar step by step, and his face became colder and colder: "Banazal! You think I'll be as narrow as you think? No! Are artifacts important? Without it, I'm just as advanced as Legend! The important thing is not the artifact, but the favor of the Holy Light, the faith in the heart! The Light has favored me more than ever, it has given me a greater mission, and now what I want to do is to avenge my son! ”

The Holy Light shone brightly, illuminating the entire room, even through the windows, doors, etc., and for a time it was so bright that it illuminated the night sky of the entire Tirisfa Monastery.

Duane, who had just teleported somewhere in the monastery, changed his face.

At the foot of the hill in the Fao cemetery, a hunched undead looked in the direction of the monastery, and Lilian stood beside him.

In the city hall of the Fireplace Valley across the mountains, Old Fuding, who was still dealing with political affairs, also looked to the west, a little envious, thinking that if it wasn't for trivial matters, maybe he would have advanced to the legend. It's just that I don't know what the reason is that makes the old friend suddenly explode.

"Holy Light, I ask for your favor!" Old Mograini whispered.

Anger is a powerful force that can make a person stronger.

Old Mograine, like Old Fordin, adheres to the Paladin's "punishment" and is a representative of the aggressiveness of the Holy Light, and anger is also a manifestation of the aggressiveness of the Holy Light, such as the "Hammer of Wrath".

At this time, the old Mograine was once again favored by the Holy Light, and probably the Holy Light also understood his feelings about the loss of his son and gave him the power of revenge.

As the elder Mograine said, the favor of the Light has nothing to do with time, only with faith.

As long as he believes in the Light, the Light will not abandon him.

Although he had only recently advanced to the Legend, he had once again been favored by the Holy Light, and the power of the Holy Light in his body had increased by at least thirty percent compared to before, pushing him to a higher level.

Although it is still far from a high-level legend, it is no less than the former Lightbringer Uther.

The Holy Light is frantically condensed on the Knight's Sword, which is the "Sword of Holy Light".

Old Mograine wielded the sword of light and slashed at Banazal.

Banazal had to raise his sword to resist.

However, the next moment, something unexpected happened:

This is a purple epic-level holy sword, the quality is naturally needless to say, it forcibly blocked the sword of holy light, but the power of holy light spread into the holy sword along the staggered position of the two swords.

Blazing divine flames appeared on the body of the holy sword, and Banazal felt the pain, and his hand holding the sword was directly burned, and he had to let go of the sword.

A hand wrapped in holy light, holding the holy sword, it returned to the old Mograine's hand.

Banazal immediately chose to flee!

Old Mograini in this state is no longer something he is capable of dealing with, he must leave and make another plan.

The light was great, and the old Mograine raised his hand, and a "hammer of wrath" condensed into a divine flame hit Banazal, and in a confrontation between the holy light and the demonic power, Banazal let out a terrible spiritual scream, and then turned into a large bat and fled.

He had already been severely injured in the battle with Lao Chen, and in order to hurry up and not even have time to recuperate, he directly teleported to the Tyrisfa Monastery and took action against Old Mograine.

I thought that there would be no problem with the sneak attack, but who would have thought that old Mograini was even more terrible than he imagined, the dagger smeared with three powerful poisons stabbed the heart, but it didn't kill him, and the strong spiritual will allowed him to hold on, and his own taunts and temptations didn't make him give up his belief in the Holy Light, but instead aroused his anger and let him get the favor of the Holy Light again.

And in the favor of the Holy Light, the toxin was suppressed!

Now, Banazal is injured again.

Hundreds of bats fled in all directions, pierced by the power of the holy light, and only a hundred or so bats escaped, and then condensed in some dark corner and returned to their original form.

"Damn paladins!" Banazal gritted his teeth.

He knew that he would never try to deal with old Mograine, and after this experience, he would be more guarded.

"I can't deal with you, I can deal with others!" Banazal decided to fight the paladin to the end.

He couldn't deal with Uther the Lightbringer, and neither could Old Mograine, but there were others.

For example, Old Fording in the Valley of the Hearth, such as the "Ember Bringer" of Stratholme, such as the lord of the Hand of Tyr, and the two great knights of the Wall of Greymanne.

Banazal thought for a moment and flew in a certain direction.

"Alessandros!"

The door opened, and Duane walked in, seeing the chaotic scene in front of him, and frowned: "Are you injured?" ”

"Duane, why are you here?" The light from old Mograine quickly vanished.

Although the injury may not heal so quickly, it is not a big problem. The chief advisor "Farbanks" soon arrived, bringing antidote and healing potions.

"Nicholas asked me to come, something happened to Nanhai Town." Du An quickly relayed Jiang Zheng's words, then looked at Renault's corpse on the ground, frowned and asked, "What happened?" Renault...... It's really ......"

"Dead." Old Mograini was unexpectedly calm, like the calm before a storm, more like a calm sea, and no one knew what kind of undercurrent was surging below.

Old Mograini in this state worries Duane and Farbanks even more.

"Renault is a good boy......" Duane tried to reassure.

"He's not a good boy." Old Mograine interrupted coldly, and then said, "He used to be a good boy, and I hurt him. ”

Duane didn't know what to say, old Mograini didn't seem to need comfort, and there was no one to comfort him.

"How's Darien?" Old Mograini looked up and asked.

"Nicholas asked me to tell you that Darien is very good and has done a lot of great things." Duane said: "In addition, Her Majesty has decided to hold a knighthood ceremony to reward those who have made meritorious contributions during this time, and Darien is also one of them, you ......"

"I will bury my firstborn son first." Old Mograine paused for a moment, then added, "I'll go." ”

“…… All right. Duane shook his head and took his leave.

Lordaeron must have an archmage in charge at all times, and he can't stay here for long. Especially when Jiang Zheng told him that there were at least three Dreaddemon Kings hiding in the Lordaeron Continent, he would have to return to Lordaeron City to protect Her Majesty.

"Fairbanks." Old Mograini looked at his chief advisor: "Prepare for Renault's funeral, and bury it tomorrow, in the necropolis of the monastery." Let Maxwell come back at once, and in my absence, the Abbey of Tirisfa can only be relied upon by him. Other than that...... Tell Sally about it. ”

“…… What should I say? Fairbanks had a headache, as if he had seen the painful expression on Sally's face, and he couldn't bear it.

"Tell me the truth." Old Mograine said, "Sally is my daughter, and she can hold on." ”