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Chapter 466

    Dick''s conjecture is correct.


    After the real fusion of the two holy lights, through the shock of anweina''s holy light link, he determined one thing.


    Veron is a demigod! This is a secret guy!


    But at the same time, he also confirmed another thing... Veron said that he was not good at fighting, which is probably true, because the holy light in this guy''s body didn''t even have a shred of edge. It was as peaceful as the bottomless sea.


    It''s as extreme as giving up all attack power for the ultimate cure.


    But it is undeniable that the more extreme it is, the more amazing the effect will be. Ronin''s half dead injury will return to normal in just a few minutes, which is not what ordinary priests can do. It is almost impossible to kill Veron surrounded by this holy light energy.


    The light so favored him that Dick had a little bit of... Jealousy.


    But it is also fleeting, because there are more important things to do now.


    The precision of demigod''s energy manipulation is deeper than what Dick can do at present. The huge amount of energy that can melt a city in an instant is completely controlled by Veron in a few seconds. Although he is not good at fighting, for the negative energy of the dead, no matter what the nature of the Holy light is, it is the result of death.


    This is completely determined by the nature of opposing forces.


    In addition to the scorching heat of Dick''s holy light, those holy lights completely controlled by Veron are covered with a sharp light on the outside.


    It''s like a sword, a sword with no top.


    Returning to the Icecrown fortress, Arthas suddenly rose from the ice throne, and the frost sadness in his hand also surged up the dark energy of terror at this moment, and even a trace of purple soul extracted from the soul furnace grinds it and completely injects it into the sword.


    "Found a good helper... I underestimate you, dick!"


    Before Alsace''s words came to an end, the lightsaber, which runs through the heaven and earth, chopped down toward the gate of heavenly retribution, angassa. At this moment, a trace of heat even rushed to Alsace''s face. Before the Lich King''s magic sword was raised, he saw a dazzling light burst in the darkness in the distance.


    So hot, so brilliant, Alsace could not help but raise his hand, blocking his eyes, not afraid of the light burn, just subconscious action.


    And the sound that mingled with the light and came into his ears,


    "This sword, for Lordaeron!"


    It was Dick''s voice, a voice that made Alsace gnash his teeth.


    At the moment when the light faded away, the lightsaber cut at the top of the gate of damnation angassa, the top of the black iron spire of sarongye stabbing into the sky, just like being attacked by the sun, winding from the top and beginning to melt!


    It''s like a red hot knife, touching the butter, the hard, dark door, the door blocking the evil kingdom of the Lich King, seems to be completely cut open in the next moment, but how can Alsace allow this kind of thing to happen?


    He knows more about the significance of the existence of angassa''s gate than anyone else. It used to be the channel for the undead to spread their fear to the world. Now it is also a fortress facing the Allied forces. Once angassa is destroyed, the whole icecap glacier will be completely opened before the civilized world of Azeroth!


    Who can allow this to happen?


    "Delusion!"


    Arthas took a few steps forward on the ice throne, holding the humming frostmourning in his hands. At this moment, the energy of darkness and ice completely exploded, just like the dark dragon dragged behind a sharp blade. Under Arthas''s will, the magic nodes of the whole icecap glacier were completely activated at this moment, blessing him, the icecap glacier at this moment, It''s almost a real scene of thousands of ghosts crying.


    The roaring dark storm scrapes the frozen glaciers, leaving crazy scratches on the dark ground. In the dark sky, black clouds are constantly converging. Under the control of Arthas, this oldest and darkest land roars.


    The next moment, the dark lightsaber also cut to the sword of light from below.


    So a spectacle appeared.


    The upper building of angassa is constantly melting, while the lower building is constantly frozen in the thick frost. In the center of the giant city wall of angassa, the heat and cold, light and darkness are constantly colliding, colliding!


    It''s the confrontation between two people and a dark world. It''s the collision that determines the war and the future world.


    In the eyes of ordinary soldiers, it''s like two swords of justice and darkness, in the final duel.


    But in the eyes of those who are really knowledgeable, this is clearly a sword and a shield. Can the sword holder break that shield? No one knows.


    Even those who hold swords don''t know.


    Veron felt the pressure, the intense pressure, the holy light in his hands constantly beating, even the always peaceful energy, also began to have a wave, Dick''s situation is not very good, mainly because anweina constantly yelling in his mind.


    "Ah, fool! They''re melting! "


    "No! I can''t hold on! "


    "The last five seconds! I really can''t hold on! "


    Anweina is not coquettish. The spirit of light and the spirit of the sun are very reliable in such a big event. Therefore, it must be because there is a problem in the compatibility between Dick''s input of holy energy and Veron''s holy energy.


    After all, one side is the order, and the other side is the holy cure. It''s lucky that we can stick to the sword.


    The paladin took a look at the current situation of angassa, gritted his teeth and called to Veron,


    "The last three seconds! To the left, slant


    "Last three seconds! Anna


    "Boom!"


    Dick''s other hand was also pressed on the back of Veron''s hand. At this moment, the paladin really stirred up all the holy energy that could be used in his body and poured it into Veron''s body. The old priest Delaney also snorted, and the lightsaber in his hand was slightly raised, and then suddenly cut down again.


    "Bang!"


    Alsace''s body was like being punched in the abdomen by an invisible fist. The whole person flew upside down and fell on the top of the icecap glacier. The strength of the blow was beyond his imagination. The sky of the icecap glacier roared at this moment, but the lightsaber finally failed to penetrate the earth.


    The Lich King stood up and looked into the distance where the light had dissipated.


    At that moment, the direction of the lightsaber was slanting, and the blade of the dark sword fell on the left side of the gate of angassa, cutting it to the end on the dark thick wall and the nearby mountain, completely melting it into a huge depression.


    "Poof!"


    Dick''s mouth gushed a trace of blood, he stepped back, the spirit of the sun also quickly into the light, flew into his body, anweina urgent need to rest, Paladin also fell to the need to use the fire of justice to support the body.


    The old priest''s face was also not good-looking. His right hand clenched the staff and coughed several times. It was very difficult for a demigod to maintain such energy output. However, as a leader, Veron knew what to do now, so his left hand shook slightly.


    At the next moment, the part of the sword of light that was on the verge of extinction still remained in the air completely disintegrated, and a large-scale light rain appeared. The golden halo completely covered the keel wilderness, and the haze over the battlefield of angassa burned up the darkness there. The light rain that almost covered the whole battlefield fell from the sky and penetrated into every soldier''s body.


    How big is the holy energy that brings together Dick and Veron?


    This is almost an unsolved problem. They are two characters who stand at the top of the way of light. Their energy output, even if scattered on any ordinary person''s body, is enough to cure those injuries. Light and rain infiltrate into the ground, which will also make the ground covered with corpses and bloodstains, and the ground where the warriors have been fighting so far become holy.


    It''s like the real, sacred land of all people''s dreams.


    This is a real miracle. The light and rain healed the wounds of the brave soldiers and let the souls of the dead rest in peace. Especially around the paladins'' bodies, the extra holy light even resonated with their own holy light. It was like golden crowns on their heads, and holy light appeared on their armor, As they wave their weapons, the light changes.


    In the continuous fall of the golden light and rain, all the dead who come into contact with the light and rain will be mercilessly purified, hot, sacred, and ashes flying!


    That is the golden holy pattern surging, like the blessing of the light, which is a gift to the bravest.


    "Warriors! Justice is with us! Follow me


    The roar of old Mograine resounded through the sky at this moment. The brilliant flame flowed around his body. Together with the light and rain falling from heaven and earth, the old knight looked like a brave warrior coming out of the myth. These veterans'' means of grasping the details of the battlefield were so exquisite that people could not express them.


    At the moment when the old knight began to charge, on the orc defense line, sarufar and Tauren chief Kane also rushed out of the light and rain, and the dead were afraid... Of course, they were not afraid of the creatures in front of them, but the will behind them chose to retreat.


    Yes, in the fight against the civilized world and the living beings, Alsace chose to retreat for the first time.


    He dare not take risks.


    Although the last strike of Veron and Dick failed to destroy the gate of angassa, it still formed a huge crack between the mountain and the city wall. Once the front of the dead was broken at this point, it was easy to create a defensive loophole.


    It''s going to disrupt all the arrangements in Alsace!


    So even if he didn''t want to, he stepped back.


    As like as two peas in the eyes of soldiers and generals, the retreat of the dead is still silent, just like the indifference of their attacks.


    They... Won!


    At least in this moment, this time, they won!


    "Arthas, here I am! Here we are


    The roar of old Mograine resounded through the battlefield, like another provocation, like the rejection and declaration of war of the civilized world for the indifferent death, "your father, and Lordaeron who was hurt by you, everything that was killed and destroyed by you, are you better prepared to face all this?"
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