Azeroth Trail of Light

Hearing Taelan’s counterattack, Ethanlion’s eyes flashed with a chilling brilliance, and the staff in his hand hit the ground heavily.

"Enough! Taelan Fording, you are the lord of the Scarlet Crusade. You shoulder the expectation and hope of this land. How can you abandon your duties so casually? Come back with me! And this messenger, Humph, a fake, get him up and put him on trial!"

The four tall, scarlet officers who followed Ethanlien came around me holding their weapons. I moved my fingers, and two daggers were beating in my palms like fish.

This is the spoils of my adventures in the Burning Plains, the magic weapon I got from the black rock orcs who succumbed to the rule of the black dragon, uh, a bit exaggerated, but these two daggers are real magic weapons, although I always use them Come knock out my opponent, but that doesn't mean they haven't tasted the taste of blood.

Frankly speaking, I am not afraid of these four guys. As long as I want to leave, no one can stop me, but Taelan, I can’t keep him here, especially since there is only one step away from meeting his father. When it's far away, I can't.

Everything I try is for now, even though I have become a rich man, but...at least for now, I am still an assassin.

The best gift that anyone who underestimates the assassin will get is...

"puff"

The scarlet officer who raised the weapon first wanted to jump over. The consequence of his reckless behavior was that a wound appeared on his neck, a wound that completely cut off the throat. From the shadow's jump, I easily When he came to his back, as if he had done it on the battlefield countless times, with a single stroke, his life ended.

Yes, death.

The guy who underestimated the assassin, the best gift he got was death.

"Puffing"

The guy held his **** throat and knelt on the ground. He wanted to catch something blankly. Maybe he wanted to catch his life or his own confession, but there was no hope.

I looked at this guy who fell under my feet indifferently. He was not the first life I killed, nor the last. He is just a phantom that I may forget at any time, not even worthy of my staying for him too long. .

Ten fingers danced, two sharp snake-shaped daggers danced at the tips of my fingers. I looked at the three people around me. I used my advantage to kill one, but the remaining three would not give me a chance to disappear, so , The next real fight is necessary.

On the other hand, the negotiations between Taelan and Ethanlion have also broken down. The Paladin wields a weapon mixed with scorching light and fought with Ethanlion, who is manipulating sacred spells. I am not optimistic about Taelan. Because he is too young, his combat experience is not even as rich as mine, and his opponent is a hero who survived the orc war and has passed the test of the war of the dead.

It is difficult for him to win, and even if Ethanlion is a bit more vicious, it would be difficult for Taelan to save his life.

But Old Fording... Old Fording didn't know all of this, he was still anxiously waiting for his son to return, and he didn't even know that his son was in danger.

Shit! This is really the most disgusting thing!

Why do I encounter such bad things every time!

This is true in the Burning Plains, it is true in Stormwind, it is true in Felwood, and it is true in Winterspring!

I have had enough, I can no longer watch another life that I feel precious dies in front of me, this shouldn't be his fate!

and so…

"Get out of here!"

I yelled to the scarlet officer who was blocking me in front of me. The dagger in my hand was thrown out by me, and it flew precisely to the guy on the left of my body, knocking him back, and only the other dagger was held by me. In my hand, I blocked the warhammer he hit with my arm.

pain!

Shit! It hurts too much! My arm might be broken, I heard the sound of the broken bones, but it didn't matter, I approached him.

The dagger in his left hand slammed his heart three times flexibly. His sturdy body seemed to have lost all its strength and fell to the ground, but the guy who came from behind swung a hammer and hit me behind. .

pain!

The warhammer mixed with the holy light made me feel like I was hit by a red iron block, and a sweet feeling escaped from the corner of my mouth. It should be blood, but it didn't matter.

With the help of the thrust behind, I rushed towards Taelan quickly. The poor guy’s weapon had been blown away by Ethanlien’s magic technique. His whole body was covered with wounds, which were wounds made by the Holy Light. The healing power also has a violent side. At the moment I pushed Taelan out, the white light of Ethanlion's spell converged into a light warhammer, which hit my chest accurately.

"puff"

The blood can no longer be blocked by my teeth. I feel the warm things spraying on my face. I feel like a torn doll. I can't feel my body or even the pain.

I flew in the air, and then fell to the ground. I opened my eyes with difficulty and saw Taelan, Taelan who fell on the ground, and Ethanlion walking towards him.

"Taelan... I thought you would be my best disciple, but I didn't expect you to have also embarked on the road of betrayal. If the faith is not pure enough, then it's useless to keep you. Let's go with your father. , The traitor who betrayed the Holy Light."

"No! My father is not dead! You lied to me, Ethanlion, you hypocritical liar, you are just doing the arrogant dream of ruling this land, you will never succeed!"

"Not dead? Tirion Fording? Stupid!"

Ethanrion held his staff high, and the dazzling light had gathered on the top of his staff. I struggled to crawl towards Taelan. I wanted to save him, but...

There is no way, I am already too weak.

I can't beat Ethanlion's existence, he is too strong.

"Traitor is not worthy of mercy, Taelan, take your last crazy vision to die. After I purify this land, you will be cast aside as a traitor forever, just like your poor father. "

"I will win, I never doubted it."

I closed my eyes and prayed to the moon **** Elune that a miracle would happen. Taelan shouldn't die here, he shouldn't...

"Take your dirty hands away from my son...remove!"

"boom!"

The sound of a violent drink and a weapon collision made me open my eyes suddenly, and I saw a dazzling golden light rushing out of the forest, accurately hitting Ethanlion’s magic shield, turning this powerful The unshakeable priest flew out embarrassedly.

That is a warhammer.

A warhammer engraved with Lordaeron's emblem, I recognize it, it was placed between a pile of shovels and mattocks, yes, it was the warhammer.

Old Fording is here!

Thanks to Elune, he is here.

My last persistence paid off. I felt very weak. I saw Old Fording appear like a hero, wearing a set of shabby silver armor, just like he did when he was on the battlefield.

I saw Tai Lan's excitement and affection, and the tears on his face, and saw the reunion of father and son.

I saw Ethanlion’s horrified gaze, and saw him staggering up with his staff, only to be smashed by the angry old Fording on the ground with a hammer.

I saw... I saw what I wanted to see, the ultimate beauty.

Ah, I'm so tired...I need to take a break.

Tired up, I let the Buddha see the warm light of the Black Sea, under the quiet darkness, the beautiful calmness that makes people sleepy, the sea breeze of the misty sea, the sea breeze with the sweet smell, I Will fall asleep.

Yes, that is the place that calms my mind.

I should go to sleep.

Taelan shook my body, I saw his painful and anxious face, and saw his closed mouth, but what did he want to say? I can not hear.

Maybe thanks, no, no need.

This wonderful story is enough.