"Shut up, Tirio!" Darien stood up from the ground and roared angrily at Tirio Ferdin, "Save your strength, old fellow. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info This will be your last breath. Do you think you've defeated the Scourge Legion? No, it's just the beginning......"

"Really? Darien, do you think so? Tirio sighed at Darien, "But, your father, Alexandros, I'm afraid he doesn't think so. ”

"My father, long since he died......"

"My son! The child I am most proud of! A mournful voice interrupted Darion's words, and in the midst of Darion's incredulous eyes, in the midst of a flash of light, a familiar figure appeared before him. It was the long-deceased Alexandros Mograini.

"No...... No way...... Father! Darien looked at Alexandros Mograini in disbelief, "Ah...... This...... It's ......"

Not only that, but Darien even saw his former self, his younger self, a memory that he had forgotten after he became an undead, lost in darkness and carnage.

"Father, you're back!" Young Darien ran to his father "You've been there for a long time, father, I thought it was ......" Darien hugged Alexandros.

"Nothing will stop me from coming home, Darien." Alessandros looked at Darien kindly: "I will never leave my hometown and my loved ones. ”

"Father, I also want to join the army and fight against the undead with you." Young Darian excitedly said to his father, "I have to fight too, I can't stand by anymore!" ”

"Darien, you're not old enough to hold a sword." Alexandros looked at his son in front of him solemnly, the horror of the undead of the natural disaster was not something that a young man could face, and he persuaded his son, "Not to mention fighting the undead who are ravaging Lordaeron!" I can't lose you, I can't even think about it......"

"Father, even if I die, I will die honorably in the battle against the army of the undead!" Young Darien said excitedly, "Even if I die, I will die with you!" ”

"No, Darien!" Alexandros rejected young Darien, "O my son, you will one day raise the Messenger of Ashes and use its power to uphold justice in this land." I am confident that when that day finally comes, you will bring glory to our people and Lordaeron will be better because of you. But, my child, not today. ”

"No, no, no........" Darien fell to his knees, looked at the scene in front of him, and wept in grief, "I, what have I done...... Father...... Forgive me......"

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"Thassarian?"

Thassarian was stunned, and before his eyes, his father, who had died long ago when he was a child, reappeared in front of him.

"Thassarian...... Ah, son...... It's really you. ”

"No, father?" Thassarian looked at his father's face in front of him.

"No, my son...... What have they done to you......" Thassarian's father looked at the panicked Thassarian with a sad expression.

"No, it can't be." Thassarian panicked and said, "You, you....... It doesn't have anything to do with me anymore! My master is Arthas, and I am his loyal servant! ”

"Son, Arthas blinds you. But now you've found yourself again. Break the shackles and do what you once were, you can succeed. ”

"No, no, I ...... I ......"

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"I, who the hell am I, what the hell am I doing?" Hugh raised his head, looked at the other him in front of him, and asked with a look of pain and confusion.

"Hugh Belmont, these are your names and mine!" The elven mage said to the death knight who was kneeling on the ground, "As I said before, we are one person, you are me, and I am you. Hugh Belmont, on the other hand, is just a pitiful creature who tries to change his fate, but he doesn't know that he has already fallen into his fate! ”

"An idiot who wants to save everything, wants to change his fate, but in the end he is drowned by the tide of fate!"

"And now, the time has come for us to break free from the shackles that Gotik has set for us, and it's time to set the real 'me' free!"

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"It's really touching....... a cold voice sounded, and a black figure appeared in front of Darian, the Lich King Arthas, I don't know when he came here "He is mine now......

The Magic Sword-Frost Sorrow glowed coldly, and in the surprised eyes of Darien and Tirio Fordin, the souls of Alexandros and Darien's father were sucked into the magic sword filled with the blood of innocent people.

Darien: "No, father...............! ”

Tirio: "....... Alexandros! ”

Yes!!!!!!

Darien angrily stood up from the ground and directed the Ashbringer's anger at the Lich King.

"You...... You betrayed me, you betrayed us all, monster! Filled with rage, Darien rushed at the Lich King, swinging his sword at him and slashing at him.

But in the face of Darian's angry blow, the Lich King disdainfully waved the magic sword in his hand and blasted Darian directly out!

"Poor ......," the Lich King sighed in a mocking tone, and turned to Tirio Fordin.

"Arthas, you goddamn monster!" Tirio Fording roared angrily at the Lich King.

"You're right, Fordin. That's what I sent them to die. Their lives are meaningless, but, yours ...... different" The Lich King laughed and pointed his sword at Tirio Fortin, "It's so easy to pull out the great Tirio Fortin. You've been exposed, paladin, and no one can save you......" A black light emerged from the magic sword and headed towards the unsuspecting Tirio.

"Ah!!!!h Tirio was pulled into the air by the black light, and screamed in pain.

"Lord Tirio!" Erigor exclaimed, "No, Arthas, you monster! Erigor raised his hammer and charged at the Lich King, and the other soldiers of Silver Dawn and Silver Hand followed Erigor angrily, raising their weapons and charging towards the Lich King.

"The end of the world!"

A black light emerged from the Lich King's body, tearing the ground beneath his feet and spreading violently, sending all the warriors who rushed towards the Lich King screaming and being blasted away.

"But not today!" Damion, battered by the Lich King, cried out, and he struggled to his feet from the ground, keeping the Ember Bringer in his hands like the trapped Tirio Fortin.

"Tirio!"

Trapped in mid-air, Tirio Fording reached out in pain and helped the Ashbringer thrown by Darien. In the next moment, an endless stream of light erupted from Tirio Fortin's body, tearing the Lich King's deathly power that trapped him to shreds. The entire Chapel of Light's Wish shook, and countless rays of light poured out on the ground, converging on Tirio Fortin's body, and the Heroic Spirits buried here poured their power into the Ash Messenger in Tirio's hands as pure light.

The next moment, this fallen holy sword was reborn, and the dazzling light rushed out in the holy sword, this holy sword, which was stained with the blood of the Mograine family, and was once depraved and obscure, returned to his original appearance at this moment, the Ash Messenger, resurrected!

With the rebirth of the Ember Bringer, a dazzling pillar of light burst into the sky, and the holy light encircled the land, breaking through the clouds in the sky. A pillar of light that reached into the sky stood in the sky.

"Arthas!" Tirio Fording broke free from the Lich King's spells and stood on the ground again, raising the newborn Ashbringer and roaring at the Lich King!

"What is this......" The Lich King looked at Tirio Fording in disbelief, and in his perception, Tirio's body exuded the power of terrifying light, a power that was so vast that even the former Uther Lightbringer did not possess. This power even surpassed him!

"You're done!" Tirio Fording slashed Arthas with the Ashbringer, a golden sword slash at the Lich King. At his instigation, the Lich King lifted up the Frost Grief and confronted the Ember Bridger.

Qiang !!!!!

The holy sword representing light and the magic sword representing darkness collided at this moment, and as in all epics, when good and evil fought head-on, evil finally lost to the justice of light!

The Lich King has been repulsed!

The golden sword light of the Ashbringer broke through Frostmourn's defenses and slashed at the Lich King. This monster, which had brought countless disasters and tragedies to the world of Azeroth, was defeated at this moment by the Holy Light, whom he once despised for a time.

The Lich King retreated more than ten meters before he finally blocked the power of the Ember Bringer, and on his body, the holy light emitted by the Ember Bringer turned into a raging golden flame that scorched his body.

"This can't ......" The Lich King watched in disbelief as he was defeated by the Light, suffering a heavy blow for the first time in his life. Black death power erupted from his body, extinguishing the scorching light on him, and he stared at Tirio Fording in front of him and the holy sword, the Ember Bringer in his hand. The power that struck him hard was not only the power of Tirio, but also the power of the holy sword in his hand and the power of the Holy Light of the Heroic Spirits who were sleeping in this land, and the power of the Holy Light here gathered the power of all the paladins of the Silver Hand who had sacrificed before.

He was careless! It's too much to underestimate the souls sleeping here!

"Also...... It's not over! Facing Tirio Fordin, the Lich King threatened, "Next time, we won't be fighting in this holy land, paladin. A black vortex appeared behind the Lich King, and he glanced at Tirio Fording reluctantly, and turned and stepped inside!