Azeroth Trail of Light

Among the miserable ruins, facing the densely packed undead, the surviving knights showed despair. At this moment, the undead parted a road, and Arthas, holding the magic sword, stepped into the encirclement. In his eyes, the figures of the remaining dozen or so knights were reflected.

"Very good! Guys who can survive my army of undead, you are the best warriors of the Holy Light!"

Arthas laughed wildly, he raised the magic sword that began to emit purple energy,

"But starting today, you will be my warriors! I need you to fight for me and for the great undead Scourge!"

"Dream! Arthas, you lunatic who ruined your own country! Don't think that we will surrender to you!"

The blood-stained old knight leaned on his warhammer, stood in front of everyone, and roared at Alsace.

But Alsace was not angry, he looked at these steadfast and unyielding knights, stretched out his left hand, and made a contemptuous gesture.

"Come on, come and try to defeat me! As long as you can defeat me, you can leave, but the price of failure is your soul!"

The knights looked at each other, and no one flinched. They took up their weapons one by one, and rushed towards Alsace with the little remaining holy light.

But courage cannot make up for the huge gap between the two sides. A few minutes later, the last knight was pierced through the body by the magic sword. Seeing a small piece of soul in Frostmourne, Arthas raised his left hand in satisfaction, and accompanied him slowly. With slowly rising palms, the corpses of the knights killed by Frostmourne slowly stood up.

In their eyes, a blood-red light shone, and the holy light in their bodies had been dispelled, and instead was infused with more powerful evil power.

They half-kneeled in front of Alsace, these death knights who were empowered by Frostmourne, these death knights who were transformed by Alsace himself, are all intelligent, dark warriors who consciously exist in the cursed body.

Arthas turned around and said to the loyal guards following him,

"My loyal Farric, prepare my warriors with the equipment they need, and give them enough soldiers to let Marwyne and Thassarian take them to plunder and kill, Sidaronmir .This land belongs to me!"

"Obey! Your Highness!"

Just as Farric was about to turn around and leave, Alsace's voice suddenly appeared in his cold heart,

"After they leave, Farik, take the most elite soldiers, and follow me to the Crusader fortress! I'm going to get something!"

Farric was stunned for a moment, but his entire face was buried in the nearly fully enclosed helmet, and his expression could not be seen at all. There was only a short pause, and Farric's body continued to move forward.

Arthas looked in the direction of Cedaronmir, the chattering voice turned into his mind.

"Aha, are my ashes in the Crusader Fortress? Destroy it! Then your army can go straight into East Dalomere, which is great, isn't it?"

"I'm just going to retrieve your ashes... Didn't you say that the sunwell in Quel'Thalas can make you stronger? There...there is the real battle!"

A stern look appeared on Alsace's face,

"But... Uther, he... will take my place as the sharpest sword of darkness to sweep Lordaeron away! Oh... this is wonderful!"

One day later, at the Crusader Fortress, Uther looked at the five battle reports in his hand with a serious expression. The speed of the deterioration of the situation was beyond his imagination. The five sentry posts outside were all captured! Not even one out of ten knights escaped!

More than one knight saw hordes of death knights whizzing by, as well as worm-shaped undead that could walk through the ground. These were things that Uther hadn't considered before, and brought them back together with Dick. If the island in the center of Lake Dalomere is occupied by undead... Uther could hardly imagine the terrifying scene.

Both the Crusader Fortress and the Cold Wind Camp will be attacked!

"Alessandro, how is your injury?"

Uther looked at his most loyal comrade-in-arms, and the old knight hummed,

"I can be dispatched at any time! It seems that my old bones will eventually be spilled here!"

"Don't be so pessimistic, Alessandro, the elf rangers have arrived. As long as the Wildhammer dwarves' griffin brigade is repaired, we can at least defend the Crusader fortress, and it won't be a problem."

Uther persuaded, but just when he wanted to continue talking, a knight ran into the office in a panic. He looked at Uther and Alessandro in panic. When the big knight who paid attention to etiquette frowned and wanted to reprimand him, the knight stammered.

"Great knight... undead, undead blocked the entrance of the fortress! It's... Alsace!"

"What!"

"What did you say!"

The two great knights stood up one after the other, and they both saw the surprise on each other's faces. Uther grabbed the hammer and was about to go out, but Alessandro grabbed his arm.

"Wait, Uther, you're not his match, you haven't seen that kind of dark power! I'll go with you, plus Dathrohan and Gavinrad, they just happen to be here!"

Uther looked back at his old friend, his brows furrowed,

"Are you crazy? Alessandro, the four great knights go together?"

With a solemn face, Alessandro picked up the long sword beside the chair,

"No, Uther, I'm not crazy! You'll know when you see your former disciple, he...he's a real monster! I've personally experienced that power...Knight, go inform Dathrohan Grand Knight and Garrett Grand Knight Vinlard, tell them we're in trouble!"

Five minutes later, the horn rang inside the Crusader fortress, and the gate of the fortress was pushed open. Uther, Alexandro, Dathrohan, Gavinrad, four heavily armed knights led hundreds of The paladin came out, and in the open space not far from them, a figure wearing a black cloak, blue-black skull armor, and holding a blue-black frost long sword was facing them with his back.

Behind that figure, there are dense ghouls, abominations, skeletons, and even several huge monster-like insect-shaped monsters, like a neat army, guarding Alsace, the head of this black army Arriving, the temperature around the Crusader fortress dropped several degrees at this moment.

"Alsace...my disciple...you...what's wrong with you?"

Although he was prepared in his heart, when he really saw the pale-haired and thin-faced Alsace, Uther couldn't help but took a step forward, his trembling voice was full of solemnity and loss.

Hearing Uther's voice, Alsace turned his head, and a smile appeared on his stiff face,

"Oh, look who this is...Uther-Lightbringer, the last guardian of Lordaeron? Come...go forward and lead to death!"

"Arrogance!"

Dathrohan cursed angrily, drew out the crusader's long sword behind his back and was about to charge forward, but Uther grabbed his arm.

"The mistakes I made back then, let me end them myself!"

Uther closed his eyes, put the helmet on top of his head, and held the warhammer behind him. At this moment, he opened his eyes, full of determination, and a huge amount of holy light, which can be called endless, began to flow Uther's body gathered together. Although Uther likes to say that Dick is the person whom Shengguang loves most, at this moment, the total amount of Shengguang, which is nearly ten times more than Dick, is silently telling, who is the most important person? It is its favorite warrior.

Uther walked towards Alsace step by step, and Alsace, who was holding the magic sword, also walked towards Uther step by step. The aura of the two increased rapidly, and two pairs of holy light wings appeared behind Uther, setting him off It was like an angel, and black, green, and red lights surged on Alsace's body. This is the power of death, plague, and blood. Even the knights who are close to the battlefield can feel the power of the body. The boiling of blood.

"I will purify you with my own hands! Alsace!"

"Oh...do you have this ability?"

"clang!"

The magic sword surging with endless cold air and the war hammer wrapped in holy light collided fiercely.

Although Uther's courage was extremely firm, after the first attack, he knew that Alsace was already so strong that he had to go all out. The paladin took three steps back and moved a little With numb arms, his left hand pulled out the scripture hanging from his waist, he opened a page casually, and stroked it with his fingers.

The next moment, four halos composed entirely of holy light rose around Uther's body.

Clenched fists, glorious crowns, heavy shields and crosses in rings.

The holy light spells, which represent the blessing of power, blessing of the king, blessing of protection and blessing of wisdom respectively, were applied to Uther, instantly making the already thick holy light energy stronger again. Dick's talent also has Blessing skills, but he chose halo, now it seems that Uther should specialize in blessing spells.

The halo spell is aimed at improving the group, while the blessing spell can effectively improve the combat effectiveness of a single player.

Uther... Desperate!

At this moment when the master and apprentice were fighting for their lives, Dick, who had just returned to the Coldwind camp, walked out of Herold's tent exhaustedly. This guy's life was very hard, and Dick treated his wound in time , so it only takes a period of rest to restore combat effectiveness.

Dick also heard about the appearance of the death knights yesterday. He was thinking about how to stop this wave of attacks, but an unexpected task was triggered at this time.

"Drip...trigger the mission, "The Holy Light will be extinguished"!"

"Because of your intervention, the battle between Uther and Alsace was triggered in advance, but according to the current situation, it is very difficult for an unprepared Uther to escape the pursuit of death. It is time for you to play! Completely reverse Uther fate!"

"Explanation: This task is the first node of the "Large Task-Historical Wheel Stop", and cannot be given up. If it fails, the large task will fail!"

"Hoo...Damn it!"

Dick was stunned for 3 seconds, and then quickly ran to the stable. The battle between Uther and Alsace caught him off guard, but it was no longer the time to think about it.

Uther! You must not die before I arrive!