After a long journey, Alsace finally arrived at the destination of the trip. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Here, he saw a familiar figure.

Mograini!

Mograine, wielding Hednir's Breath, is rushing through the army of the Faceless, as if no one is in a no-man's land.

Under the bright light, the Faceless were purified.

For the first time in a long time, Arthas had a desire to fight—an instinctive desire that made Arthas himself wonder a little.

But it doesn't matter.

Arthas pulled out Frostmourn and pulled the reins of invincibility.

On the ground covered with snow up to people's ankles, the invincible stride is like flying - the second resurrection of this war horse after death is itself a kind of transformation, and the current invincible is a flying war horse, and the reason why Arthas chose this oldest method may be due to what little instinct he has left......

The faceless and undead who stood in the way of Arthas's charge dodged one after another, joking, whoever dared to stand in the way at this time would die!

Frost Sorrow is cold and sharp, and the Alsatians are in a hurry.

In the blink of an eye, Arthas was in front of Mograini, and with the inertia of the invincible sprint, he mobilized all the strength of his body and slashed at Mograini with a fierce sword.

Mograini had already seen Arthas, and for Arthas's charge, Mograini had already prepared, the old man's body sank slightly, and the Breath of Hedenier in his hand was horizontally grasped, directly and accurately blocking the path of the frost's sorrow.

The Frost Sorrow, entangled in shadows and ice, collided with the Breath of Hednir, which was so hot as the Light.

Mograine's body slammed and he took a few steps back before he opened his wings of light to stop his decline.

Arthas's charge also came to an abrupt halt, and under the force of the countershock, Invincible raised his front hooves and hissed silently.

Neck and neck.

Arthas, who has fused the soul and power of Naozu, is no longer what it used to be, and if Arthas was in such a state during the battle with Uther, I am afraid that the Lightbringer would be killed in an instant.

Mograine, who had put Yugsaron's lure to the test, was no longer the lord of the past, but was now perhaps one of the most formidable paladins in Azeroth—the trials had given him a will far greater than ordinary people, and Mograine was unstoppable with his devout faith in the Light.

A familiar snow day, a familiar battle between good and evil.

Two men who also wield two-handed swords, a paladin and a death knight.

The holy light is shining brightly, and the shadows are continuous.

Thrusts, slashes, blocks, counterattacks.

It was the first time Mograini and Arthas had faced each other, and with both sides unfamiliar and evenly matched, the fight looked a lot like a battle between fighters.

But unlike the warriors, each attack on both sides has its own attributes.

……………………

Mograini was tired.

Maybe the current Mograini can be called a demigod-level paladin, but the demigod is not a true god.

Mograini can't ignore all fatigue and fight like a perpetual motion machine.

In order to resist the Faceless Ones, Mograini did not rest much while he remained in wait for reinforcements - in order to inflict enough damage on the Faceless and relieve the pressure of the others, Mograine had to fight.

Although his coronation did not last long, Mograini unexpectedly adapted to his status as the "King of Heidner".

But it's not enough to just adapt.

Mograine's faith is still strong, but the power of the Holy Light in his body is no longer as brilliant as it was half a month ago.

During the battle with Arthas, Mograini clearly felt that there was always a shadow energy from Arthas trying to erode him.

What's more, there seem to be two kinds of this shadow energy - one is tirelessly trying to corrode one's body and consume one's own light power; And the other is influencing his own consciousness, constantly hypnotizing himself.

It's like when you just lost the Ember Bringer.

The erosion of the Shadows caused Mograini great pain, and for him, the battle had to be a distraction.

And Alsace didn't have that much trouble.

With the help of invincibility, Arthas was able to fight with ease - for a moment, Arthas even felt pity for Mograine, but it was a pity that the old fellow was not in a state of total victory, and it was a pity that he was going to die at his own hands.

Wait a minute, why should you be sorry?

If Mograine dies, the Death Knights under his command will have a new leader!

As the fight became more and more comfortable, Arthas briefly regained his consciousness again, and after escaping Yugsaron's control, Arthas was rarely distracted.

And Alsace's distraction was an opportunity for Mograini.

Suddenly six pairs of wings opened, and Mograine flew directly into the air.

Arthas hurriedly looked up, but in addition to the sharp and fiery Breath of Hednil, there was also a golden warhammer.

Arthas blocked the slash, but was smashed on the top of his head by the Hammer of Sanctions.

After being struck by the Hammer of Sanctions, Arthas stopped his movements and fell into a momentary trance.

Mograini, on the other hand, seized the opportunity and set up Heidenier's breath.

"Uther, I've avenged you!"

In a trance, Arthas seemed to meet his teacher, and Uther, who was as furious as a lion.

Mograine's sword almost slashed Arthas's face, but the Lich King remained unmoved—he seemed to be completely immersed in his own memories and hallucinations.

It's as if he's repenting of what he's done in the past.

In reality, Mograini's hammer of sanctions wasn't enough to kill Arthas – not even sanctioning him.

Arthas's trance was nothing more than a moment.

The reason why he looked stunned was just because he wanted to make a trick.

Mograini was hit.

Mograine's blow was restrained by a hint of anticipation, and he wished to cleanse Arthas in a gentler way.

Mograini had heard of the original choice, and to be fair, Alsace's intentions were not bad - Alsace made the most selfless choice, but this choice led to the darkest path.

It's a pity that Arthas took advantage of Mograini's kindness.

As Mograine regained some of his strength, Arthas suddenly moved.

Frost's sorrow stabbed out like lightning, straight into Mograine's chest.

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