Azeroth Trail of Light

Chapter 286 34. In the Name of Vengeance (Part 2)—Adding more chapters to the Brothers

When Mograine stood up from the ground holding the holy blade like a pillar of light, and when he and Tirion Fordring, who had recovered the power of the holy light, started charging again, the undead were finally defeated.

How strong is the Ashbringer's oppression of the undead in northern Xinjiang?

That was Alsace before he became the Lich King, and he didn't dare to face the force with hard regrets. However, after the undead were dispersed, Fording and old Mograine almost immediately stopped their pursuit.

It has been too long since the agreed time, but Dick and the others have not returned, which is enough to explain the problem.

The two old knights didn't even have time to tell the commanders of the paladins, so they rode on the griffins and rushed into the sky. If Dick's warriors died in Naxxramas, then this victory would be meaningless. significance.

From the tragedies of Kurtaz and Dasso Khan, it can be seen that the Scourge of the Undead has mastered the evil method of completely resurrecting these warriors. After entering the natural disaster camp, the pressure that one side will bear.

It is no exaggeration, if the worst-case scenario comes true, the unequal power balance between the two sides will instantly widen to the point of despair for everyone.

This is no longer a weakening, but a terrifying scene of ebb and flow.

When the two rushed to the sky above Naxxramas, looking at the green shield shining with ominous light, old Moglai swung two swords of holy light but could only return in vain. Ni said to Fording with a headache,

"How did they get there?"

"It is said that it is a potion that can simulate the breath of the undead, but I don't have it here, what a headache!"

Fording is also a little tangled. The magic shield in front of him is really uncomfortable. Even when the old Mograine was in its heyday, it was difficult to break it, not to mention that the old knight has just recovered from his injury and is far from arriving. degree of complete recovery.

However, when the two knights were thinking about various methods, the shield in front of them suddenly shone, and then disappeared into nothingness. The eagle jumped up and pounced on the defenseless Naxxramas, followed by Mograine.

After both of them jumped into the shield, the green shield returned to its previous appearance again. The old knights instinctively felt that something was wrong, but this is not the time to worry about it. Running on the surface of Samas, the area of ​​this large natural disaster floating city is too large. It took a full 2 ​​minutes before they found the battlefield where the energy fluctuations were violently intertwined.

Fording took a few steps back, and old Mograine held the Ashbringer who had completed the form transformation with both hands, took a deep breath, and poured all the holy energy surging in his body into it, and the message came from Ashbringer again. That kind of overbearing holy light, the energy blade quickly extended, and when the old knight's aura reached its peak, he slashed down fiercely.

"boom!"

The full blow of this epic hero will melt even the real steel, not to mention the mixture of steel and stone. At the moment when the whole Naxxramas is shaking violently, with the Flying, Fording and Mograine followed the cut hole one after the other, and jumped into the battlefield where the fierce battle was in full swing.

As soon as Fording landed, in the dusty environment, a war knife shining with death energy slashed at him. Old Fording stepped back and punched the black figure with a punch. The power of light sent it flying.

Then he saw Uther who was forced into a panic by Dassuo Khan and Kurtaz. Fording drew out his long sword and joined the battlefield.

"Uther, you trash, we're here to save you!"

On the other side, Gothick, who was laughing and throwing curse spells at Anveena, was caught off guard, and a brilliant holy light fell on his body, and the necromancer's complexion changed drastically. With all the magic shields destroyed, he withdrew from the battlefield almost immediately.

Then Gothick saw the old knight standing in front of him. The first time the necromancer saw the famous Ashbringer, he wanted to turn his head and run away. There was no way, the pressure of this almost invincible knight on these guys too strong.

But when Gothick saw the hilt of the sword in Mograine's hand, his running movement stopped suddenly, and then he stood where he was. Under the white goat bone hood, the indifferent and vicious His eyes were full of complacency.

"Tell me, Mograine, Ashbringer, hehe, why don't you cherish your own life after you climbed out of the hell of betrayal?"

The necromancer seemed to have caught some kind of handle on old Mograine. Holding the bone staff in his hand, he stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the old knight, with a frivolous tone,

"Then tell me, Mograine, what are you going to use to kill me? With your "Ashbringer" whose blade is broken?"

The necromancer's arrogance is not unreasonable. The Ashbringer caught in Mograine's hand really only has a hilt left, and a little bit of stubble can be seen on the blade. He didn't feel the fluctuations from the sword, as if the holy blade that frightened the undead had really broken.

If Mograine did not have the Ashbringer, his threat would be greatly reduced. This point is already the consensus of the masters of the Scourge side.

However, after seeing Gothick's reassuring expression, Mograine also showed a smile on his face under the helmet,

"Gorthick the Reaper, when the undead attacked West Dallon Mill three years ago, you committed a sensational massacre. At least 1,500 civilians and nobles died under your evil spell. Today, you Retribution is coming!"

The old knight injected the tumbling life energy in his body into the hilt of the sword, and golden flames rose from around his body, engulfing him in it. The next moment, a golden, radiant sword that danced like flowing flames Appearing on the stubble of the Ashbringer, Mograine flicked it lightly, and the blade, which was completely composed of golden flames, made a whistling sound piercing the air, and the flames surrounding his body were also cut open , However, it quickly condensed into the sword body, making the flame jump more violently, the flowing flame dripped under the sword body, turned into little holy flames, and floated beside the old knight.

He was still wearing the wine-stained clothes, not even the armor, but behind him, two golden wings flapped gently, looking like the light feathers of Dick's holy avenger, but Dick K knows, that's different!

Mograine's light wings, like the dark bat wings behind Uther, are a symbol of strength. As long as the old knight can still fight, the light wings will not disperse.

The old knight, whose body was surrounded by violently burning golden flames, tilted his head and looked at Gothick the Reaper who was slowly retreating.

"You want to run now, it's too late!"

"boom!"

The holy fire blade in the old knight's hand waved forward, and the overwhelming flames moved forward like burning the sky and boiling the sea. When he started to charge, the flames rushed around him, and there were even signs of materialization.

Even Lady Anveena was forced back a few steps by the destructive flames. She stood beside Dick and raised her thumb with one hand towards old Mograine's back.

"Wow! This uncle is so fierce!"

At the moment when he saw the overwhelming holy flame scattered, Dick also put his heart back into his stomach. Old Mograine made the Ashbringer fully admit him. If Dick remembers correctly, the current shape of the sword should be It is an advanced form of artifact known as "Burning Vengeance".

It seems that after the old Mograine survived this tragedy by chance, his will also changed. It is hard to say whether this is a good thing or a bad thing, but at least at this moment, Dick hopes to see The hope of breaking the game is here!

He turned his head to look at Rivendell who crawled out of the brick ruins in a state of embarrassment. After the pressure in his heart was relieved, Dick also planned to end this ugly life here completely.

"Go help Cirvanas!"

The paladin turned his head and said something to Anveena, who was eager to try. The latter pouted very reluctantly, but in the end he recreated his own Anveena army, and rushed towards the high elf general who was forced to flee everywhere. past.

"Don't think you've won! Dick, none of you can get out of here!"

There was a fist mark on Rivendell's chest, which was left by Old Fording's punch just now. The violence of these old men was beyond Dick's imagination, but after hearing Rivendell's roar, Dick K chuckled,

"Hehe, why are we running away?"

The paladin clenched his left hand tightly, the halo and the light of the blessing spell superimposed on his body, behind him, the four wings of light began to flap gently, the holy flame dispersed, and the holy emblem of order on his forehead began to shine brightly , every time the mysterious rune lights up, it will outline a delicate flame in the air. When the silver streamer flows all over his body, Dick raises his head, and two silver streamers radiate from his pupils. .

The sudden burst of pressure caused Rivendell's next words to be beaten back into his stomach. The death knight couldn't help but took a step back. Dick, who had changed his shape in front of him, put a lot of pressure on him. When Dick took a step out of the silver holy flame storm, a group of burning silver footprints were left on the hard ground of Naxxramas.

"Do you think you are strong? Rivendell, you don't know what real power is!"

"Stop pretending to be a ghost!"

Rivendell clenched the two rune longswords with both hands, his legs were strong, and he charged towards Dick in the ice storm and the blood-red light curtain. Behind him, frenzied ghouls and abominations also roared. rushed over.

Facing the tsunami-like offensive set off by the death knight, Dick moved his hands. He took three steps forward, and swung the Windchaser Sword that was completely wrapped in silver flames and lightning in his hand. The cross star lighted up in front of Rivendell's eyes.

"铛", "铛".

Two crisp cracking sounds could be heard clearly on the battlefield. The death knight didn't turn his head back, but Dick was already wrapped in silver flames and plunged into the sea of ​​undead behind him.

Two dark red rune sword fragments swirled from the sky and inserted into the ground. Rivendell's body froze for a moment, and then fell to his knees on the ground.

The silver scorching flames separated a terrifying criss-crossing crack in his chest, and the black death energy and the silver power of order collided fiercely.

Naturally, this blow couldn't kill him. The existence of the hero rank is not so fragile, but Rivendell's will has been completely shattered by this unimaginable blow.

Three years ago, he was humiliatingly defeated by Dick.

Three years later, the humiliation returned to him again.