Arthas' wings of holy light flapped slowly, allowing him to float above the demons that burned into a golden sea. The visor condensed by the holy light was like a serious archangel, raining down divine punishment on these demons from the twisted void.
This is the first time Arthas has used his power with all his strength. The high affinity of the holy light allows him to almost effortlessly make these lights form the shape he wants and perform the functions they should.
Balnazzar died, and his soul fell into the hands of Alsace again. The remaining demons were not Alsace's enemies at all. In just a few minutes, the demons in the canyon died and escaped. Escape.
After clearing all the demons in sight, Arthas landed on the ground, and the wings of holy light behind him also drooped, then shattered into particles of light and dissipated.
"Who are you?"
Tirion stood there, breathing heavily while holding his wound. He wanted to take a few steps forward, but the injury was so severe that he couldn't move his body.
Arthas took off the visor made of holy light, and his loose blond hair slipped out from the hood. He looked at Tirion with a smile, "Fording, even if you are old, you should not forget me. Alright?"
"Ah... Arthas? You, this... how is this possible?" Tirion's eyes were blank and he couldn't believe his own eyes.
He wanted to ask a few more questions, but his body softened and he knelt on the ground again. Arthas stepped forward to support him and used holy light to heal his wounds.
However, perhaps because Tirion is too old or because he has exhausted too much energy just now, the Holy Light is not very effective in treating him. Arthas' Holy Light can only stabilize his condition. Let the evil poison stop eroding his body.
Feeling the familiar power of holy light pouring into his body, Tirion's vision was blurred for some reason, except this time it was because his eyes were blurred by tears.
Logically speaking, Tirion should not shed tears for a regicide, traitor and executioner, but when he saw the complete and normal Arthas again, he was completely unable to control his emotions.
"Is it really you... Arthas, but you shouldn't be on the Frozen Throne..." Tirion shut his mouth mid-sentence, because no matter what, the Arthas in front of him was definitely not That depraved coward.
"Perhaps I should say "Long time no see", but this sentence is not very appropriate," Arthas knew Tirion's thoughts, "But it is better that you ask less questions. Even if your body is still strong, such an injury If you don’t take care of it, it will definitely kill you.”
Tirion laughed when he heard this, and he also thought of the possibility, "When I came here, I was already prepared to die in battle, but I never expected that the person who saved me would be you——
You are more powerful than the Arthas I have ever known, and I see no arrogance in you.
I can't even believe you are the Alsace I knew. "
Speaking of this, Tirion's eyes showed some loneliness and sadness. It seemed that he also knew that this Arthas was not the traitor he knew personally, but at least it showed that there was a real Lordan in another world. King Lun exists.
"The style of the armor on your body is really nostalgic." Tirion sighed softly. Arthas' holy light temporarily relieved him from the pain. The high lord lifted the Ashbringer and raised his sword. The handle pressed into Alsace's hand.
"I no longer have the ability to fight, but the Alliance and the Horde are still resisting the Burning Legion's offensive. We received wrong intelligence and suffered heavy losses." Tirion's eyes swept over the bodies of the Silver Crusade soldiers, because that Wrong intelligence cost these young soldiers their lives.
Even though he tried his best, he ultimately failed to lead them out of the encirclement. If Arthas hadn't arrived, he himself would have been captured by the Burning Legion, and most importantly, the Ashbringer would have fallen into the hands of the Burning Legion.
This holy sword is too pure, so when it is contaminated, it will become a source of corruption. If it is obtained by the Burning Legion, this weapon will become a nightmare for the life of Azeroth.
Such a tragedy has happened once before. It was Mograine who sacrificed his own life to end his father's tragic fate, but Mograine's curse fell on Darion.
Fortunately, the Ashbringer returned to the embrace of the Holy Light and got rid of the curse of corruption. Since this sword was given to Tirion, he absolutely cannot accept the outcome of the Ashbringer falling again.
Now he has lost the ability to participate in the next battle. Although it is not known how "this" Arthas came to this era, only he can take over the sword and name of the Ashbringer.
"Arthas, raise this sword. The purity of the Ashbringer and the Holy Light is not allowed to be tarnished. Instead of letting it be used as a decoration in the hands of an old guy, it is better for you to hold it to make the demons tremble.
The next battle will be left to you - you don't have to worry about me, your holy light has stabilized my injuries, the Northern Expedition's griffons are still alive, and I can leave here alone. "
Tirion stood up holding his wound. He looked at Arthas and the sword in his hand with complex eyes, "May the Holy Light be with you."
"May the Holy Light be with you, Fording, be careful on the road." Arthas nodded, put away the Revenge of the Holy Light, and carried the Ashbringer on his back.
He never thought he would use this weapon, but fate placed the Ashbringer in his hands in an impossible way.
When Arthas carried the Ashbringer on his back and was about to leave the canyon, Tirion suddenly stopped him, "Arthas!"
"What's wrong, Fording?"
The old man asked in a dry voice, "Taylan...is he okay?"
Arthas suddenly understood. He smiled and gave Tirion a thumbs up. "That guy is a great commander. The First Army and Mardenhold Castle cannot do without him."
The old man bowed slightly to Alsace, as if a huge stone had fallen from his heart.
"Thank you, Your Highness."
Watching Tirion leave the Broken Shore on his gryphon, Arthas set his sights on the place where the evil beam of light emitted further away. That was the place where the incarnation of the fallen titan Sargeras was sealed, and where he was incarnated. The cemetery is the source of these evil energies.
For demons, the Tomb of Sargeras with its seal broken is undoubtedly similar to the temple of the true god. On this island, their power can almost be increased second only to the base camp in the twisted void.
But these dangers cannot stop Alsace, because there is another person there who he must save.
The Ashbringer seemed to feel the will of the new master. The more surging and blazing power of the Holy Light continued to flow in the humming Holy Light Crystal. Arthas clearly noticed that the invisible link had already formed at this moment. Tie him with the Ashbringer.
