"Father, why don't you leave Stromka to me? Am I not qualified to inherit your divine sword?"
"No, my child, you are my most satisfactory heir and the next king of Arathor that I have appointed."
"Why is that? You don't give me the Stormka, which symbolizes royal power?"
"Because I hope that the empire can have long-term peace, because I hope that the people can regard my heirs as the empire's orthodoxy, and regard my bloodline as noble and honorable, rather than relying on a sword to determine the throne."
After Zakaz lost the suppression of Stromka, its core was no longer shackles. Even the barrier compiled by a hundred paladins could not stop the pervasive power of shadow from rushing into its body.
And Carlos couldn't stop Stromka from stuffing his master's memories into his mind.
This is destined to be a difficult battle. The too realistic memory fragments confuse Carlos's definition of reality and illusion.
When your illness kills you, Carlos has a set of powerful and crazy swordsmanship when Zakaz is in Schrödinger's resurrected state.
Unfortunately, the effect was extremely limited, and Shadow healed Zakaz's wounds almost instantly.
Confusing memories struck again.
With all his great achievements and his hair turning gray, Thoradin left the throne.
"Do you know what I'm most proud of in this life?"
"Victory over the trolls?"
"no."
"Built an empire?"
"Not quite right."
"It's not like I have gained the friendship of the elves."
The new king was expected to be answering Thoradin's question rather than praising his father.
If it were Thoradin when he was young, his son's face would have been stained by the big ear scraper.
Thoradin is now more peaceful and tolerant, he said calmly.
"What I am most proud of is leading my compatriots from tribe to empire, and uniting the will of millions of people into one name. My child, I hope that in the future, I am most proud of having you as my son."
After saying that, the emperor left Stromgarde.
Zakaz's "brain" began to function. Its dry body was hungry for shadows, and its evil consciousness longed for blood. Pure physical damage could not cause fatal injuries to the Corruptor. Carlos left the monster's body and tried to use the Holy Light to Imbued Stromka slashes with his strongest attack.
Unfortunately, Carlos failed.
Having been immersed in the source of shadow for a long time, Stromka instinctively rejected the Holy Light.
A violent shadow explosion occurred, and the wind of void swept across the field.
Carlos waved his hand, and against the shadow, the broken holy light shone like a galaxy.
Although Carlos had no time to change his moves due to the lack of cooperation of the Divine Sword, Stromka seemed to have the ability to swallow the shadows. Even though the storm of the Void Shadow shattered Carlos's hastily launched Holy Shield, it did not seriously injure the sword-wielding man. people.
As the ground shook, Zakaz's huge body stood up.
The most faithful servant of the Old God has been resurrected.
Carlos once again fell into the fantasy of memories.
"Alodi, you are so boring. You must smile more, otherwise your face will be blinded in vain."
"Old man, shut up. You are still so reckless at your age. You know nothing about the Void Demon."
Thoradin's upper body was naked and he allowed a handsome man to heal the wounds on his chest, wounds caused by magic.
"Then tell me, what's so scary about that kind of vulnerable scum?"
“Boundless and endless.”
"You're so unlovable. Is it so difficult to praise your father?"
"I don't have a father who still fights with the Void Demon at his old age."
"Oh, you were so cute back then, such a small bundle, but now you have learned nothing but being cruel to your own father..."
Alodi showed no mercy, and Thoradin let out a cry of pain.
"Old man, don't take it seriously. It is an enemy that even the Creator cannot completely defeat. It has only been a few years since you entered the extraordinary realm. When the Burning Legion ravaged ancient Kalimdor, the dead demigods can fill the Kaili Lake Erdalon.”
"An enemy of the Creator?"
Thoradin mused.
Shocked by the ancient gossip, Alodi, the original half-human, half-elf, the first guardian of the Council of Tirisfal, was actually the son of Thoradin...
It doesn't seem to be something unimaginable and unacceptable.
Carlos no longer struggled with the fact that Stromka could not carry the Holy Light. He opened his wings of Holy Light and used all the Holy Light to strengthen his body. Carlos faced Zakaz head-on. Krasis was similar to an arthropod. The strong upper limbs of the claws collided with the divine weapon Destroyer. It was not like the collision of chitin and steel, but more like an asteroid hitting the ground.
There was a loud rumbling sound, causing dust to fly, and Carlos breathed a sigh of relief.
The huge difference in size caused Carlos to be knocked back more than ten steps. However, he found that after fully strengthening his body, the difference in strength was not obvious. This was great news.
Just the damn memories coming back.
"Great Azadas, tell me, where are Tyr's legions?"
Thoradin said, holding up the great god Stormka in his hand.
"I bring the unsealed seal, my loyal blood flows, the great King of Rocks, tell me where the Iron Legion of my lord Tyr rests."
"No more. There is no longer any Iron Legion. Since you asked this question, you should understand what happened back then."
Azadas, the guardian of Uldaman, responded to Thoradin in an extremely slow tone.
"The numbers don't match. I've been to Northrend, and I've been to Utgarde Peak. I've climbed the Storm Peaks, and I've seen Thorim. Tell me, Azadath, if you haven't Forget the fall of my lord Tyr, and tell me where the original Iron Legion lies."
After a long silence, Azadas closed the door of the Hall of Rocks. Every time the Titan Guardian lit up a star lamp, an additional crack appeared on his body.
"Cursed flesh and blood cannot touch the legacy of my friend. There is a betrayer among my brothers and sisters, not Thorim, not Mimiron, other guardians are possible. The earth spirit is in my sleep years When I leave, my strength will wither. Followers of my friends, if you want to avenge your master, you must first remove the curse from yourself."
"How can I break the curse?"
"Origin Engine."
In a daze, Carlos heard the sound of rapidly cooling like lava flowing into the sea, announcing his corrupted thoughts.
"Praise the Lord of Thousand Throats, offer your flesh and soul, and the door to the eternal land will be opened to you."
Zakaz's words have the power to corrode people's hearts. The holy light circle maintained by the chanting of the Paladins did not waver when the shadow exploded before, but there was a huge turmoil because of Krasis's words.
