"Tirion?"
Varian raised his head and subconsciously called out Tirion's name, but when he saw the strange yet familiar armor, he knew that the person in front of him was not the great lord.
"Ask questions later. We don't have much time. Gul'dan has already summoned other high-level generals of the legion. Now is our only chance to leave."
The Ashbringer in Arthas' hand was burning with golden flames. The demon guards in front of him were no threat, not even Gul'dan himself, but the position in front of the Tomb of Sargeras was too dangerous.
Hearing this voice, Varian's expression changed again and again. He took two steps forward. When he really saw the familiar face, his whole person was in a state of extreme doubt and confusion, and he was surrounded. The crisis was forgotten.
But... a second Gul'dan has appeared in the world, so it shouldn't be a problem if a second Arthas appears, right?
After convincing himself with this reason, Varian stood side by side with Arthas and asked in a deep voice, "All Alliance troops have withdrawn. Do you have any other way to leave?"
"Of course it would be better if there was a mage to help, but right now, we can obviously only rely on ourselves." Arthas put his hand on Varian's shoulder, and the blessing of the Holy Light poured into Varian's body.
The fatigue and pain from successive battles disappeared instantly, and his strength increased. Varian moved his body to adapt to the increased strength.
"I didn't expect that the person who appeared next to me at this time would be you." The Salamane in Varian's hand once again formed a two-handed sword. Just now, due to the exhaustion of physical strength and the agility of the offensive, he used it to Disassembled into two swords.
"At least I saved your life, didn't I?" Arthas chuckled softly, raising the Ashbringer blade in his hand. "Time is running out, Varian. I will cover you and kill as many as possible." demon."
Varian raised his sword eyebrows. He didn't understand Arthas' request, but killing these damn demons was something he couldn't refuse.
"Don't worry about Gul'dan, his evil magic won't fall on you." Arthas' eyes were fixed on the orc warlock hiding behind the demon army.
After being targeted by Arthas, even under the protection of the evil energy of the Tomb of Sargeras and the protection of the demon army, Gul'dan still smelled the breath of death.
His feet involuntarily took a step back. He didn't recognize this human who suddenly appeared, but he could clearly sense the dangerous aura emanating from Alsace - this guy was one of the strongest humans he had ever seen. Even the Archmage Khadgar is not necessarily stronger than him.
Varian took a heavy step and leaped into the air. With Alsace's blessing of holy light, he felt power pouring out of his body, allowing him to unleash his killing skills without restraint.
Salamane could almost only see a vague shadow in his hand. Varian's figure shuttled back and forth among the demons, and each sword could knock down a demon guard.
The spears and giant swords of the demons were either parried and dodged by Varian, or bounced off by the holy light shield that flashed on his body. At this time, Varian was completely like a powerful giant wolf rushing into the sheep.
However, the number of demons still had the absolute upper hand. Varian's bravery did not make the cold-blooded demon guards flinch. They began to orderly try to surround Varian again, and other demons moved towards Arthas. .
Alsace snorted coldly. Although he usually fought with a warhammer, in fact, what he was best at was sword skills. The combat skills Muradin taught Alsace, coupled with his own understanding and practice, he had already He is the youngest weapons master among mankind.
Not to mention, the Silver Hand, as well as Varian, Muradin and other powerful alliance warriors from another world have all competed with Arthas. Arthas constantly learned from each other's strengths and practiced sword skills to perfection.
In his hands, the sword was an extension of his arm. Even wielding the Ashbringer, who was as tall as a man, did not weaken Arthas' flexibility at all. He fought hand-to-hand with the demons in a fighting style that was completely opposite to Varian's.
Varian's offensive is like a ferocious wolf. What he pursues is absolute practicality and efficiency. This is Varian's superb martial arts honed in the arena and various life-and-death moments.
Each of his swords pursues efficient killing. Salamane always kills with one blow, not giving the devil any chance to counterattack.
And Alsace's sword, like the hammer, never deflects or wavers. When the sword's edge falls, it will either be cut off by the Ashbringer's blade, or burned to ashes by the burning holy light.
"seventy two."
The Ashbringer swept over, and the burst of holy light was like a burst of flames, clearing a fan-shaped open space in front of Arthas.
Hundreds of demon guards were unable to do anything to Arthas and Varian.
"Kill these two humans!" Gul'dan paused his staff harshly. The sharp end of the staff even pierced the rocky ground, but his rough movements showed his guilty conscience.
The general of the Burning Legion has not yet arrived, and he is really afraid that the strange human holding the Ashbringer in front of him will kill all these demon guards and then kill himself as well.
Gul'dan knew very well that the Burning Legion was just using him, and he had to show his worth. Otherwise, to the Burning Legion, which had opened the astral portal, he would be nothing more than an abandoned child who could be discarded at will. .
Arthas flicked the edge of his sword, and the falling holy light burned another demon corpse at his feet into dregs. "Ninety-nine... Varian, stand back."
Varian didn't know why, but he still forced the demon in front of him to move back.
Just when he was confused, a dark portal opened behind him, which seemed to be connected to an endless abyss. Arthas shouted to Varian, "Enter the portal, quickly!"
Although this portal exuded an extremely ominous and evil atmosphere, Varian still walked in without any hesitation, because this was his most trusted friend. If Arthas wanted to harm him, there was no need to go through it just now. Save him from the hands of the devil.
When Varian evacuated, Arthas spotted Gul'dan's position, and six slightly illusory light wings suddenly appeared behind him. The light wings fluttered suddenly, then shattered into particles and dissipated, while Arthas almost turned into particles. He made a shadow and exploded at a speed that Gul'dan could not see at all.
But the orc warlock was not unprepared. He laughed ferociously, and the evil magic that had been hidden for a long time in his right hand suddenly stabbed Alsace's chest. However, the magic that should have easily killed a mortal was like water rushing against a rock. Blocked by Alsace's breastplate.
The shocked Gul'dan didn't even notice the holy light and runes dissipating on Alsace's armor. His outstretched right hand was held by Alsace.
The prince of Lordaeron said calmly, "Let you also taste the feeling of being shattered into pieces."
Severe burning pain came from his wrist, and golden cracks of holy light spread rapidly from the place where he was held by Arthas. Gul'dan's filthy body and soul were immediately tortured by this severe pain and almost went crazy.
"What?! No!"
However, just as the energy of the Holy Light spread to Gul'dan's entire right arm, a thick ray of evil energy shot out from the portal. Arthas threw Gul'dan away without hesitation and opened the Holy Light. The shield blocked the impact of evil energy, and he flew backwards into the portal with the force of the impact.
"Consider you lucky."
