Chapter 20: Repression

"Legend!!"

"Grand Lord of the Holy Knights!"

With the appearance of Arthas, all the eyes present were focused on this prince who seemed to be incarnated as a holy light, and immediately, several high-level professionals present stood up in surprise. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Father, I'm back!"

After glancing around and nodding slightly to several of the nobles, Arthas turned to look at Terenus, who had returned to his throne, and went straight past Kirrith and the old nobles, Prince Lordaeron said respectfully to his father.

And Terenus on the throne was obviously very surprised by Arthas's legendary rank, but this surprise was about to be replaced by a smile on his face, got up and took a few steps forward, and helped Arthas who bowed his head slightly.

"Arthas, you didn't disappoint me!"

"Father, I will never lag behind on the path of light!"

With a divine pride on his face, Arthas turned to look at Kyrreth diagonally across from him.

Taking a step forward slightly, with the raging holy flame that erupted again, the prince once again turned into a ball of holy light, like a divine power, and suddenly pressed towards the half-elf mage not far in front of him.

"Huh!"

The jade-colored eyes flashed a hint of dark green slightly, and the same fierce green evil flame ignited around Kelris, with small fragments of dark ghost whispers, and after instantly turning into a ghost within a meter of the surrounding area, he easily suppressed the invading holy flame.

"Bang!!!"

The Holy Flame and the Evil Flame were entangled in the hall, and the intersection kept erupting with subtle bursts similar to elemental annihilation, and even the defensive enchantment that had originally silently wrapped the hall began to let out a slight wail under the impact of the two extreme energies.

"Hey..."

Legendary-level energy collision is the most common way to compete at this level, and as the core palace of the Minethil Palace, the level of protective enchantment here is also the highest, and it can theoretically withstand the full force of the legendary warrior.

However, the impact of the two legends at the moment had just begun, and it had already made the entire palace's defensive circle begin to wail and collapse, until a faint sigh sounded, and a thin figure appeared beside King Minahir, holding the ordinary deadwood staff in his hand, the court archmage proudly waved his hand, and stabilized the palace magic circle, and even spread a layer of translucent defensive light on the noble seats on both sides.

"Humph!"

The original golden eyes have been completely actinized, and the raging holy flame on Arthas's body began to condense, and finally formed a huge golden giant nearly seven meters high, wrapped in the gorgeous armor cast by the holy light, the huge eyes of the holy light giant stared at Kelreth in the distance, and a coercion far beyond just now poured down again.

"Worthy of it, son of Minethil!"

Raising his eyebrows and looking up at the Holy Light Giant, the half-elf mage didn't feel the terrifying threat of the other party's suppression, and said with a slight admiration.

The blessing of the ancient holy king, this holy light spell that only exists in theory and is exclusive to the legendary level holy knight, was actually cast by Arthas, but in other words, it is actually very reasonable, this kind of holy light giant that needs to be turned into a powerful ancestor with the help of powerful ancestral power, condensed by the blessing of the heroic ancestors, and only those family lineages with a long heritage can be qualified to summon, and in the kingdom of Lordaeron, there seems to be no one more ancient and brilliant than Minehir.

"Aang!"

His face became more and more gloomy, Arthas was completely silent about the admiration on the other side, and the Holy Light Giant, who had completely enveloped him, reached out and grabbed the half-elf mage in front of him with a roar of rage, with the impact that once again blew the palace barrier loud.

However, the golden giant hand has not touched Kelris, it was blocked by a giant hand of the same size, there is no trace of enchantment on the black armor, but the heavy armor that can completely stuff the body size that is only a head shorter than the golden giant, and the defensive power generated by the terrifying thickness of the armor alone is comparable to the middle and high-level magic armor, easily catching the golden giant fist, the black armor giant's empty hand turned into a blade, and cut off the golden giant hand at the elbow with a horizontal stroke.

"Humph!"

Still with a cold snort, Arthas didn't seem to have any damage because of the golden giant's broken arm, and even regrew a hand for it in an instant, the holy flame on his body rose again, and the size of the golden giant also increased a large circle, and the top of his head even reached the enchantment of the hall dome, and the squeezed enchantment began to twist and shatter in circles.

"Your Highness!"

However, just as the golden giant was about to cross the line of the black-armored giant again, Ao Randuo suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse and low, but it was extremely clear throughout the hall, and the archmage said, the deadwood staff in his hand still kept moving to maintain the stability of the palace enchantment.

"Just click it, the strength of the Duke of Eternal Night can already be determined!"

"Hehe..."

However, before Arthas could respond to anything, Kyris on the other side took the lead in sneering, and in a flash, the half-elf mage appeared at the intersection of evil flame and holy light, and before the paladin on the other side could react, he plunged into the holy flame.

"Kyleth!"

As soon as his gaze turned back from the side of the proud master because of the cold snort of Kelris, Arthas saw that Kelrith had burrowed into his holy light realm alone, and the holy light realm he maintained at this time was not the pseudo-realm that took into account healing when he was resisting the orcs, but completely contained the attack and killing field of the holy light trait when he was promoted to the legend - the absolute holy flame, and because he had just been promoted to a legend, he actually did not completely control all the power, even he himself was extremely careful to control this realm, although he was very unhappy and unwelcome to the half-elf mage in front of him, but he never thought of killing him, and even need to ask him in disguise for some reason.

However, just as Prince Lordaeron exclaimed and was about to shrink the realm, the half-elven mage walked straight through the realm of light without the slightest damage, and when he passed by the feet of the giant of light, two spears appeared in his hand and were nailed to his two giant feet, and then, in a wail that only Kyrryth could hear, the giant of light dissipated in an instant.

In another flicker, the body of the half-elf mage appeared in front of Arthas, and after the two looked at each other for a moment, Kelreth respectfully gave a noble salute under the shocked gaze of the other party.

"Congratulations on Your Highness's promotion to Legendary Paladin!"

The astonishment on his face turned into a gloom like stagnant water in the half-elf mage's obviously respectful but extraordinarily mocking congratulations, and as soon as Arthas wanted to say something, the gloom on his face immediately became stunned again, he could no longer sense the ancient saint king.

The Ancient Saint King, who had once condensed in his mind like another core, did not return to his spiritual power core after being defeated by Kelris.

"What the hell did you do..."

His eyes were immediately fixed on Kelris's body, and Prince Lordaeron identified the culprit at the first time, but just when he opened his mouth to question, he saw the half-elf mage in front of him waving his hand and retracting the two crystal spears that were originally fixed on the giant's feet, and with a pinch of both hands, the spears shattered, and the next moment, a familiar warmth drilled into his body, and when he sensed it again, the ancient saint king had returned to the depths of his core again, but he seemed to be lying on the sea of spiritual power a little weakly, slowly absorbing the origin of the golden holy light exuded by the core of Arthas。 (To be continued.) )