"Silver Dawn, relying on the Chapel of Light's Wishes, stubbornly confronts us. "Saranoll shouted at all the Death Knights," Saranoll shouted at all the Death Knights, "for that reason alone, they should be torn to pieces!"www.biquge.info ”

"His Majesty the Lich King's forces are about to launch a decisive battle to determine the ownership of the Plaguelands, Warriors of the Scourge Legion, Knights of the Black Blade, today, we are about to enter the Hall of Heroes of the Scourge Legion!"

"Cold blood, gushing endlessly, conquer everything!"

Roar!

Raising the blade in his hand, all the Death Knights roared into the sky.

The blood-colored sky made it seem like the entire world of Azeroth was weeping over the brutal battle that was coming. On this side of the valley, the Knights of the Black Blade of the Fortress of Acherus have gathered hundreds of Death Knights to launch a final battle against the Silver Dawn under the leadership of the High Lord Darien Mograini, the last enemy of the Scourge in this land, about to be destroyed.

At the exit of the Poison Glade, the Scourge has gathered all of its elite forces at Blomir. All the death knights, ghouls, abominations, flesh giants of the Order of the Black Blade, a full 10,000 troops. At this moment, the commander of the Scourge, Saranore, is mobilizing for war against the Death Knights, and the commander and commander of the battle, the Grand Lord of the Knights of the Black Blade, Darien Mograine, holding the fallen Ash Bringer and riding the Death Warhorse, stands at the front of the line, looking at the Chapel of Light's Wish in the distance.

The Ash Messenger in his hand was once a sharp weapon to protect distant enemies, but under a series of intrigues and tragedies, this once glorious holy sword has long lost its original brilliance. Now, the evil dark power surrounds this original holy sword, announcing the fate of this holy sword, which should have been brilliant, and now it is dark.

Fate, how sad this word is!

Darien let out a sneer that didn't know whether it was disdain or sadness.

Oh, yes! All his life he struggled with fate, played by this damn fate, his father died on the battlefield, but he died at the hands of his own brother. Rushing into Naxxramas with his comrades, he only sees his fallen father, who defeats his father but is unable to save his soul, trapped in the fallen Ember Messenger. He took the Ember Messenger to find his brother, but was confronted with the ghost of his father who had been corrupted by darkness and cut off his brother's head.

In the end, he paid with his life, and the fate of the Mograine family came to the end of darkness, and when he awoke from the darkness, he faced an even darker fate, and he was reduced to the same situation as his father. He became a Death Knight and took over his father's position in the Scourge Legion.

"Tirio, you told me that only love can save my father, and that love can overcome everything, but now? Love, no one can save, my father, me, my brother, and all the living beings in this land. ”

"If love, if the Light can really save us, then how can all this happen?"

"It's all fate! Tirio! And this will soon be over, and no one can save your so-called love, and the Light of your faith! ”

"Your Excellency, Great Lord, all the preparations have been completed, just waiting for your order!" Sassarian and Kurdi Razema came to Darian's side.

Saranor: "Your Excellency, the Silver Dawn has set up the last line of defense in the Chapel of the Light's Wish, not counting the mercenaries who have been summoned, it is conservatively estimated that there are only three hundred elites. ”

Albazz Bloodpoison: "Order, High Lord, let's wipe out all these bugs and send them all into the arms of death!" The Scourge will eventually rule all of Azeroth, and all life will be subjugated to His Majesty the Lich King! ”

Hugh Belmont: "The Knights are ready to attack, High Lord......"

"Soldiers of the Scourge Legion," Darien shouted from behind the Ashbringer and in the loudest voice.

"Get ready! You can pour out your wrath on the Silver Dawn in no time! ”

I have fought for it here, and I have fought for it with my own strength, just like those warriors bathed in the Light.

"The earth is about to crack, and the sky will weep over it!"

At that moment of crisis, I chose to sacrifice to redeem my father and those comrades-in-arms who fought side by side. But, what about me? I saved everyone else, who will save me?

"Soon, the tears of Azeroth's sorrow will fall!"

Tyrio, you said that love conquers everything, and that love is the greatest test of faith. But what I have seen, love, is only constant sacrifice and death!

"Soldiers of the Scourge Legion, Death Knights of Acherus, Servants of Darkness!"

My father fought all his life, but in the end he died at the hands of my brother, didn't you say that love can overcome everything, why did my father's love for my brother become a betrayal. In order to save my father, I traveled to Naxxramas, knocked out my father, and found my brother with the Ashbringer.

"Obey the call of the High Lord!"

As for love, I saw my father's soul full of vengeance and anger appear before my eyes, take up the Ashbringer, and cut off my brother's head. Can love really overcome everything, why is it that all I see is death, death because of love?

Can anyone tell me why, why fate is tormenting us Mograine so much?

"The sky is blood-red!"

Why do we Mograine have to go through this cruel ordeal, why can't we be saved by the Light of faith, why?

"The Lich King is watching us, forward!"

Why? I gave my life to redeem my father, but I couldn't save everyone, my father is gone, my brother is dead, and I am also surrounded by a dark fate. Ember Bringer, this holy sword that should be shining brightly, but it is stained with the blood of our Mograine family. The holy sword, which was born because of my father, also fell because of my father's death. Now that I have redeemed my father's soul, why can't this holy sword change back to its original form?

"You who wake up will bring destruction, leaving nothing but ashes and pain in your wake."

Touch!

Lightning tore through the sky, and downpours fell from the sky.

"Forward, Scourge Legion, we are all on the look, charge, Death Knights of Acherous!"

It was here that I gave up everything in exchange for my father's freedom. But now, I want to destroy this place with my own hands, destroy everything here, and since love cannot save us, let death bury all the past!

"The Death Crusade has begun!"