The sharp blade formed by the holy light penetrated the demon team. Several demon guards were turned into flying ash under the blade of the Ashbringer and the holy light. Tirion's body also tilted. He quickly used the Ashbringer to support himself. Keep yourself from falling.
Dozens of demons have fallen in front of High Lord Tirion Fordring, but what is desperate is that the number of Balnazzar's troops cannot be seen decreasing at all, but instead there are several times more demons pressing forward. .
Balnazzar pointed his claws towards Tirion, "Capture him alive and bring the Ashbringer to me."
He has already seen that Tirion can no longer use even a little bit of the power of the Holy Light. The sword just now was Tirion's last resistance. Now even the Holy Light on the Ashbringer has begun to gradually dim. Go down.
Tirion coughed twice and mentioned the Ashbringer again. His expression did not change at all, although this move had torn the wounds on his body, and the poison of evil energy began to pollute his body.
A demon guard holding a giant ax rushed forward. Tirion gritted his teeth and took a step forward. He missed the falling ax blade and cut off the demon guard's right leg with a wave of his hand.
The unbalanced demon fell against Tirion. Tirion leaned his body to the side, knocked the demon to the ground, and cut off the demon's head with Ashbringer.
However, after doing all this, Tirion's physical strength could no longer support him in swinging the giant sword in his hand. The Ashbringer, who had never left his hand, fell to the ground for the first time, and the two fel rune spears pierced him at the right time. Tirion's waist, abdomen and shoulders.
Tirion groaned, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and swept the necks of the two demon guards in front of him. Just when he wanted to take another step forward, he could no longer squeeze more power from his broken body. His right leg went weak and he knelt on one knee on the ground.
He pulled out the spear on his shoulder, held the hilt of the sword, and tried to stand up from the ground, but his injuries were too serious and he could no longer continue fighting.
"Fording, do you have any other tricks?" Balnazar put his hand on his chin, "Wouldn't it be better to just kneel like this from the beginning? You will suffer a lot less."
"You...don't even think about succeeding!" Tirion gritted his teeth and held the hilt of the long sword. He held the Ashbringer in his other hand and stood up tremblingly with strength he didn't know where. "For ...Azeroth!"
Hearing Tirion's words, Balnazzar frowned. He felt that the life on this planet were all stubborn people. The Legion had surrounded Azeroth. Do they still think they could defeat the Burning? Legion?
"That's enough, go catch him, the game is over!"
The Demon Guards formed a circle and walked slowly towards Tirion Fordring. Tirion's eyes were firm and showed no fear or cowardice. After he stepped onto the beach of the Broken Coast, he had already thought about the current situation. ending.
The old man picked up the silver Northern Expeditionary Army flag from the ground, tied it to his back, and shouted with his last strength,
"Silver Crusade, charge——!!"
"boom!"
The huge war hammer condensed by the holy light fell from the sky, overturning the demon guards directly. The hard rock ground was smashed into a large crater with a radius of several meters when the holy light war hammer fell.
The demons in the impact point of the war hammer were instantly turned into ashes, as if they had been swept by the Ashbringer's sword.
Tirion turned his head and looked behind him in shock. The strong and pure power of the Holy Light continued to come from behind him. For a moment, he even thought that his former comrades were standing behind him again.
However, standing behind him was a mysterious knight wearing a hood. He had a huge holy covenant on his waist and the warhammer in his hand was shining brightly.
"This is...the armor from the old Lordaeron era?"
When Tirion saw the familiar plate armor style, he suddenly remembered those memories that he had forgotten - the gorgeous armor with blue and gold base, and the exquisite cloak that was also blue and gold. In his impression, there was only one person. Will wear such decorations.
And that person is also forgotten by everyone, the cursed one.
"The Holy Light never disappears. Your evil power may not be able to save your life today, Balnazzar."
The clear voice spread throughout the ring valley. Balnazar stared at the mysterious knight who suddenly appeared. He was also extremely surprised now - who is this guy? The Silver Northern Expeditionary Army in this valley should have been completely wiped out.
Even though he had many doubts, Balnazar did not take the knight who suddenly entered the battle seriously.
"Kill this reckless guy, I will use his head as a decoration."
Tirion was completely in shock. He didn't even hear Balnazzar's arrogant declaration. He didn't know if he was too seriously injured and even had hearing problems. This voice... this voice was——
Arthas Menethil? !
Arthas stepped forward, and [Holy Light's Revenge] ignited blazing holy light flames. Light wings composed of several holy lights stretched out behind him. The holy light turned into a mask and was integrated with the hood. , in the eyes of the devil and Tirion, they could only see a holy knight wearing a golden faceplate and six wings of light on his back.
The wings of holy light fluttered, and Alsace's whole body shot out with electricity. The demon soldiers tried to surround Alsace, but Alsace waved his left hand, and a flame composed of holy light spilled out, adhering to those demon soldiers. The demon's body exploded in an instant.
The flames of light connected together, and Alsace's figure disappeared from Balnazzar's sight. The Dread Lord twisted his neck, trying to find traces of Alsace, but the light was too strong, and those demons who could not avoid it immediately It became the fuel of the Holy Light again.
Suddenly, a strong sense of crisis came from behind him. Balnazar turned around as fast as he could, but he could only see the war hammer head imprinted on his face.
A heart-stopping sound of bones exploding was heard, and Balnazzar's skull was directly shattered in half by Alsace's heavy blow. Although the demon's strong vitality prevented him from dying instantly, it only made his death process more complicated. More long and painful.
His tall body was unbalanced by Alsace's fierce blow, and his whole body fell backwards. Liquids of different colors sputtered out from his cracked skull, but they were evaporated by the burning flames.
The other low-level demons had no time to react, and their commander was attacked by Alsace again. The Revenge of the Holy Light fell like a meteor, drawing a golden arc in the air, and came again with Balnazzar's head. An intimate encounter.
Balnazar's body completely lost its movement and was so limp that it was on the ground. His head was directly crushed by the tyrannical holy light, turning into a headless corpse and fell to the ground, with demon blood dripping all over the ground.
At the same time, the soul of the Dread Lord also escaped. He looked at Arthas in horror and screamed, "This is impossible?! Who are you!"
