Stormwind God

"You despicable fallen man--" Uther's growl echoed in the broken Throne Hall.

Beside him, the war of light and darkness has begun.

Golden light of the Paladin.

The dark evil spirit of the death knight.

Complement each other!

Every second, someone falls.

Or the human knight who shouted the Holy Name the moment before.

Or the former royal guard who fell silently and once again, now the death knight.

"Best? Degenerate? Haha! What does the world's opinion have to do with me? I just need to feel good, I just need strength! Hahahaha!"

In the frantic laughter of Alsace [Sorrow of Frost] wailed evilly, not only in his hands, but also in his brain, eager to fight. Arthas clenched the hilt of his sword with both hands, and at his feet took the thong step that Uther gave him, raised his sword, and put on an offensive posture.

For a moment, Uther's eyes seemed to travel through time. He arrived at Alsace thirteen years ago. The little prince Alsace who worshipped at his door and learned the way of battle and the way of light with zeal. !!

Uther took his eyes back from his memories, looked at Arthas for a while, and finally lifted up the bright Warhammer of Light.

"I have been reluctant to believe that 'you fell into the death knight and uncle's news." The Paladin leader hoarse, with tears in his eyes: "Until I saw the ruined Lordaeron City with my own eyes, His Majesty's remains ... "

At this moment, Arthas felt the unfocused eyes of his father behind him, and he felt Uther's words shaking his soul.

He hated the feeling of weakness, deliberately letting the dark light on him, glanced sideways at his father's body, his mouth raised.

"Do you believe it now?"

Who knows, Uther actually said to himself: "You were selfish when I was a kid, I was considered childish. You stubbornly dared to enter, I understand that the young people are eager to step out of the shadow of their parents. In the orphanage-"

When referring to the orphanage, the faces of both the teacher and the apprentice had the same gloom.

Uther raised his head: "Yes, the light forgave my heart. Even if it was an outright tragedy ... After that day, I have been praying that you realize your mistakes."

"A mistake? Right! I made mistakes again and again, but why didn't you stop me at the time !?" After pushing the fault to his master, Arthas continued to glare at Uther.

Uther's mouth was full of bitterness: "I can't be against my lord's son."

Arthas squeezed a smile, and the two began to confront each other: "But now you do."

"This is my last promise to your father, my deceased friend. Although his biological son killed him when he was defenseless and defenseless, I must at least respect his bones."

"You and your people will die because of your promises." Arthas watched with a little irony the fewer and fewer Paladins on the field.

Paladins are strong, but for an endless number of enemies, this mighty, this holy light is just as weak as the fireflies in the night.

"Death? Maybe. We were all prepared for this before we came." Uther didn't care: "I would rather die for an oath than live under your" kindness. "I'm so lucky. Renas is dead, and I'm glad he doesn't have to see you look like a ghost. "

This made Arthas ... very heartbroken.

He hadn't expected this reaction. The Prince Leng was there, and his emotions violently fought. Uther, who already had an advantage, used his moment of hesitation to pre-emptively.

"For the Holy Light!" Uther snarled, and the Warhammer swung back slightly, and then rushed towards Arthas with all his strength. The blazing sledgehammer struck so quickly, and the sound of the howling wind made people feel that the lighthammer had torn the space.

That was the hammer that came when the scorching sun came.

There was no room for dodge, Arthas had to grit his teeth and block his sword.

"Uh-"

A loud noise.

The huge impact caused Alsace to almost collapse.

Arthas is losing money.

Almost as soon as the swords and hammers intersected, Arthas felt weak in his arms and abdomen. The body reborn with dark power is not as good as the body that has been with it for more than 20 years. The aftermath of a broken hand in the battle with Duke finally appeared at this time.

And because [Frost Mourning] had spent a lot of magic in order to heal him, and the dark heart of Arthas was unstable, the direct result was-the dazzling magic sword [Frost Mourning] was actually the strongest Holy Cavalier Uther smashed tiny cracks with an epic sledgehammer.

"No--" Arthas looked startled.

"Destroy it-Arthas!" Uther yelled like a thunder, and his wind-bearded beard appeared to him like a heavenly god.

The second hammer, Arthas said he dare not take anything. The flexible pace from long training saved him.

Although he was almost hit, he barely walked away, and the King of the Undead could feel the air sweeping through the Warhammer against his face.

Uther's expression was calm and focused ... and revealing murderous. At this moment, he had only one thought-to destroy the king's son.

It is his duty to stop the spread of evil.

Similarly, Arthas knew he had no way back. He is no longer a living person. After crossing the taboos of life and death, he can only go further and further down the path of corruption.

Even if he doesn't need to be reminded by the Dreadlord, he knows that it is his responsibility to kill his former mentor.

He must obliterate his past ... all his past. Otherwise it will always keep looking up, giving him false sweet hope, as if he might still get mercy and forgiveness.

Uther pursued continuously, banging twelve hammers in the past, Arthas stepped back twenty-four steps, and retreated all the way to the throne. Suddenly, Arthas found himself on the edge of the Lordaeron throne.

No retreat!

Had to fight back!

It was a desperate roar, and Arthas chopped his sword while Uther's anger was overstretched.

Who knows, that is a flaw that Uther deliberately revealed!

[Sorrow of Frost] A blow in the air.

"Stupid disciple! Have you forgotten what seduces the enemy?" His left hand grabbed Alsace's wrist, and his right hand hung the light hammer on Alsace's head, as long as Uther wanted to. . This future Lich King will fall here forever, and the soul destroyed by the light will no longer have the possibility to carry the Lich King's will and inheritance.

At this moment, Arthas smiled evil.

Behind him, the body of Terenas, who had been dead for a long time, fluttered towards Uther!

Looking at the rotten face of the lord's face still has a familiar outline. As long as he is a holy light, he can destroy the lord who became a zombie and get out of the predicament. However, Uther has been faint for a moment.

When Uther reacted, he suddenly realized that he had embraced Terenas' body, and that evil sword had penetrated his lord and his body.

"This is my victory in Alsace! My teacher!" That was a word that plagued Uther into the dark abyss.