In Stratholme, the members of the Cursed Sect still kept the news of the outside world to his ears from afar. So he recognized at a glance that the young human not far in front of him was Nicholas Jiang, who had been in a lot of trouble recently, and the Excalibur in his hand was the sword of Sdomka Slayer the Destroyer, Soladin the Great!

He even knew that during the Whispering Coast landing, this young human had killed Lord Kurtaz with his own hands!

Before he was resurrected as a Death Knight, he and Lord Kurtaz were both high-ranking paladins, but in private battles, he never won!

That lord was stronger than him in life, and it is likely that he will be stronger than him after death, after all, it is Arthas, the second master of all the undead, who resurrected the lord of Kurtaz!

So, how could he not be afraid of the legendary "Guardian of Humanity", the heir to the will of Soladin the Great?

The undead, the undead with the will of their own soul, will also fear!

The divine sword flew in his hand, the internal force flowed in his body, and one by one the undead fell by Jiang Zheng's side, and the attack of a thousand ash troops and three hundred elven rangers also killed a third of the thousands of undead, sharing the pressure of Jiang Zheng.

He could finally ignore those ordinary undead, and now in his eyes, there was only Baron Rivendell!

Oryx stood beside Jiang Zai, looking at his father, who had become an enemy, and there was no response to several calls, and there was no human blood on the other party, so how could there be a blood bond?

There is only one war!

The battle came and ended quickly, and when Jiang Zheng attacked with all his might, Baron Rivendell, who was at the bottom of the big professions and was at most equivalent to the Messenger of Truth, faced Jiang Zheng with a divine sword, how could he be an opponent?

When the Excalibur fell, the sword of Rivendell, which was two sizes smaller, could not be stopped at all, and was knocked out, and the huge force directly overwhelmed the baron, and the famous death horse under his seat was also crushed at this moment, and the rare mount that had not been brushed thousands of times in the game was now seen, but it was impossible to get.

Jiang Zai was slightly regretful.

Looking at Baron Rivendell, who had collapsed to the ground, Jiang Zheng shook his head slightly.

He's no match for himself anymore.

Aurex stepped forward, tossed away the knight's sword in his hand, and picked up the Rivendell sword stuck in the ground.

This purple epic two-handed sword with a red hilt and a bright body is a sword that has been passed down from generation to generation by the Rivendell family, and it is also the sword that Baron Rivendell never leaves his body, and has chopped off the heads of many enemies.

It was once baptized by light, but now it is defiled by death.

It once carried the glory of the Paladins and is now waiting for the redemption of the Light.

Oryx prayed silently, and his devotion was answered by the Light, a light energy that transcended himself, flowing from his body to his hands, and from his hands to the sword, purifying the sword.

"Father, I have come to cleanse you from all sins, please ...... Rest! Oryx walked up to Baron Rivendell, stabbed his father in the chest with his sword in both hands.

The Light soon purified Baron Rivendell, and for Oryx, who made such a move, the Light also bestowed greater recognition and more favor, and some of the Light energy that he did not possess stayed in him forever.

Oryx Rivendell, at this moment, was promoted to a high-ranking paladin.

Jiang Zheng's gaze fell on Fenna, who was not far away.

The battle there came to an end.

The Ember Bringer was more powerful than him, swallowing Ramsden and unable to resist, Fenna's sword of holy light could easily pierce it, and the burning divine flames burned it to ashes.

The deaths of Baron Rivendell and Ramsden the Swallower evoked cheers, uplifted, and morale-boosting.

An hour later, at the cost of hundreds of corpses, thousands of undead were wiped out, and their cumulative number of undead had exceeded 10,000.

Looking at the scattered undead in the distance, and then looking at the southwest of Stratholme even farther away, Jiang Zao's heart once again had a bad feeling.

"Ten minutes to straighten out, take the bodies of the brothers away, let's go back to the Alonsos Chapel!" Jiang Zai put away the sword.

Half an hour later, they returned to the Alonsos Chapel.

Ordering all the soldiers to rest in place and bandage their wounds, Jiang Zai looked at the west again and frowned.

A flash of light flashed, and Archmage Angela appeared in front of him.

…………

"Tikdios!"

Seeing this terrifying demon lord exuding a terrifying and evil aura, Da Sohan gasped.

He knows who the other person is!

Although he had never met each other, whether it was Uther, the Lightbringer, or the High Lords Tirio and Mograini, they had all described him at the high-level meetings of the Silver Hand.

The arcane mage Duane also told them very clearly that according to the records in the ancient books of Dalaran, an ordinary Dreadlord has the ability to wreak havoc on a city or even a country, and Tikdios, as the first lord of the Dreadlord Demon, must be even more terrifying.

Uther even once warned them in an extremely stern tone: once you meet Tikdios, you must gather everyone's strength to fight him, and never face him alone.

Because in the whole of Lordaeron, no one other than him Uther has the ability to fight him alone, and even many times, there is not even a chance to escape!

Da Sohan's heart felt bitter.

How did you let yourself encounter it?

Why doesn't the Dreadlord play his cards according to the routine?

The Holy Light Alliance has 3,000 people, and 3,000 elites are attacking Stratholme openly, why are you still here? Aren't you afraid? Even you can't resist such a force!

You shouldn't be here!

Didn't you follow Arthas to attack the Sunseeker dynasty?

The Dreadlords are indeed the most insidious and cunning of the kind!

"Tikdios!"

"For the Light!"

Da Sohan let out a cry of sorrow, this was no longer to cheer himself up, not to destroy the other party. Even if the other party has been injured many times, it is still not something he has the ability to deal with.

This cry is to die!

He has to do his best, use his own life, to inflict heavy damage on the other party, he wants to use the loudest shout to tell the paladins outside, run away, go and call the Brotherhood of Light, go and call the Ash Bringer, go and call Nicholas, only these people can unite to fight against this first lord of the Dreadlord!

However......

"Stop shouting, ant-like humans!" Tikdios condescended and looked at Da Sohan like an ant: "This room is shrouded in the power of magic, and your voice can't be heard!" ”

Can't get it out!

Da Sohan was infinitely sad in his heart, he knew that the brothers outside might not survive, but before that, he had to die first!

"Tikdios! Look at the power of the Light! Dasohan swung his hammer and rushed over.