Stormwind God

Old, decayed, decadent, eyesless ...

In a room with thick curtains and almost no trace of sunlight, Sally Whiteman took care of such an old man.

Duke couldn't connect the Alexandros, an old man who seemed to be dying, with the ashes messenger who conquered the Molten Heart a few months ago.

"What the **** happened?" Duke murmured to himself almost.

Sally, in a priest's robe, ran over in small steps, reached Duke's ear, and whispered, "The two sons of the righteous father ..."

After Sally explained, Duke knew what happened.

Thanks to Duke's reminder and the phantom enchantment that had been placed in Alexandros's armor in the morning, Alexandros escaped the calamity that was supposed to die.

Avoiding calamity does not equal happiness.

When the Burning Legion ’s space trap was launched, the angry old Mograine cleared the portal. Because the hammer was lost, he pulled out his sabre, and the two swords resulted in the death of his son Renault, who had taken refuge in the Scourge Legion.

But this is not the end.

Almost instantly, the breath of death that had long hidden in Renault's heart turned Renault into a death knight. The conspiracy of the Plague Legion does not stop there.

Under the conspiracy of the enemy, Darian Mograine, the younger son of the old Mograine, also secretly disobeyed his father's order to stay, and followed the Sodoril River.

It was at this time that he did not see the scene where Renault attacked his father. Instead, when he looked back, he saw his father killed Renault himself. Darien didn't know the ins and outs, but he felt confused when he saw his father killed his brother with his own hands.

Just then, the spy who brought him here revealed his assassin who was truly undead. He easily killed Darian, who was in a turmoil, and brought his body back to the Scourge, becoming a death knight.

Within a day, two biological sons who could inherit their mantle, one was killed in rebellion and one was killed in a sneak attack, and two sons who were Paladins suddenly became death knights.

For an old paladin who has fought for Lordaeron all his life, fought against the Scourge for six years, and is responsible for fighting evil, there is nothing worse than that.

Obviously, the physical injury is the second, and the traumatic heart is the key.

Sally was flushed and said with a crying expression: "Since that day, the righteous father has hardly eaten or slept, and I don't know what to do."

Duke looked at Sally, and he sighed deeply.

The situation in this life is better than the original history. I do n’t know how much. If at this point in time, the old Mograine is already dead, and Renault and Sally are fallen into crazy Scarlet Crusades, becoming the dog men and women .

Now, Sally was completely whitewashed and turned into a priest entangled by the Holy Light. But Duke couldn't estimate the hardships of Renault and Darian.

There is no way. He is also a human being. It is not a tragedy to take care of the closest people around him. He has already worked hard. What's more, this happened during his expedition to the Blackwing's Nest, and he was really powerless.

The longer you come to this world and the more you integrate into this era, the more Duke feels.

"Is it Duke?" Old Mograine still looked blank.

There was a surprise on Sally's face, because this was the first time in days that she had heard his father-in-law speak.

"Right! It's His Excellency Marcus."

Mograine twisted his neck as if he had rusted most of it, revealing a face still sinking in the abyss of despair.

"You are so busy that you don't have to come to see me. I am enough. As an old man dying, I am enough ... whether as a courtier, as a paladin, or as a failed father. My whole life ... it turned out It's time to sum up. "He spoke slowly and slowly, but made Duke feel the pain of the sawtooth pulling on his heart socket.

Duke strode forward and pressed the broad shoulders of the old Mograine with both hands: "No! Alessandros! Your life is not enough to sum up. You! I am in the name of the Alliance Commander , Order you! Look at me! "

The old man looked up in confusion.

The next second, he saw Duke switch his state.

The first is the glittering sacred form. The bright light of Duke's body, in the impression of Alexandros, can almost catch up with Archbishop Alonzos Fao and Uther.

After another second, Duke suddenly switched to the shadow form, and the dark atmosphere that was as deep as the endless universe made him a paladin.

"Duke, you mean ..."

Duke pointedly: "See? The line between light and darkness is not so clear. Similarly, the line between life and death is thinner than you think."

"..."

"A while ago, the tribe announced that it would include 'forgotten people' in the tribe in order to resist the terrible Ahn'Qiraj army."

"The forgotten ... is that Anastrian guy?"

"Yes! Why did the Alliance acquiesce this? Isn't it because there are too many enemies in the world to destroy Azeroth? The Legion of Burns, the Scourge, the God of the Ancients, the Elemental Lord, and all kinds of inaccessible Evil **** ... Alexandros, this world is long past the time when alliances can settle the enemy. "

The old Mograine was silent again.

"Yes! We hate the tribe, because they have brought a terrible disaster to the alliance. Millions of soldiers and civilians died tragically. We will never forget this. But now the tribe is our ally. The Scourge is also swept Through the Eversong Forest, Anastrian also betrayed his people and became undead. However, they now have to stand on our side and fight for the world. "

The old Mograine looked up and took a long breath, and he understood Duke.

"Since there is the first undead who can escape the Lich King's will, then there will be the second, the third ... Maybe in the future, Darian will rejoin the Alliance as a death knight, or at least become Alliance comrades. "

This is not Duke's grandeur.

According to the original historical development, in the future, Darian will break free from the control of the Lich King Arthas, set up a black knight regiment with a large number of death knights, and continue to fight for the cause of justice in the world.

When Duke persuaded him like this, old Mograine smiled suddenly.

"Duke, you are such a bad commander of the league. You don't even retire a 60-year-old veteran."

Seeing the smiling face of the old Saint Rider, Duke knew that the old Mograine was about to open it and patted his shoulder: "Oh, brother, your life is still far from being summarized!"