Dick was watching while Veron was mad.
He watched the dagger in lakish''s hand pierce into Veron''s body again and again. He was not unable to stop it, but he had to respect Veron''s will.
It''s more like a atonement.
Anweina stands on his shoulder and grabs Dick''s hair. Xiaoguangling''s face is full of anger. She even wants to rush out and knock over the damned devil. Xiaoguangling has a very good sense for the old man Veron. In the eyes of Guangling, Veron is a real "Saint".
It''s no exaggeration.
But just as she was about to rush out, Dick stopped her.
"Don''t go... It''s Veron''s choice."
"But he''s going to die!"
"He''s atoning... We don''t have the right to interrupt a father son conversation."
Dick turns around and no longer goes to see the tragedy of the fratricidal relationship between father and son. He can understand the suffering in Veron''s heart.
When fleeing from AGUS, those people gave the prophet their greatest trust, and even entrusted him with their own life and future. The old man who has served the light all his life will live up to this trust, and he can''t even show a trace of cowardice.
Dick believed that when the storm fortress fled from Argus, Veron must have been waiting for the last moment on the highest mountain. He was waiting for his son and his wife, but he didn''t get it until Naru and the people called.
Two thousand five thousand years ah... The whole two thousand years of regret and pain, Dick can''t imagine, if it is himself, after the loss of Gianna and lyadeline, and anweina, two thousand years... He will be that kind of pain into a madman who destroys the world.
It''s like an old deer helmet that lost its son.
I would rather destroy it than live in this cold world.
The most terrible thing about chagrin and despair is that they will not dissipate with the passage of time. They will only become more and more clear in time, and then become a kind of anger that is hard to dispel, a cruel anger against others, and an anger against your own incompetence. This kind of anger is the toxin flowing in your blood vessels, which will precipitate in time and make you miserable.
That kind of pain can''t be eliminated, even one day, you will expect your relatives never appear, besides, nothing can alleviate it... Nothing can make up for it.
This is a road that the coward is bound to walk, but Veron is not... He never forgets all this and never evades all this because of his exile for 2000 years. He is always facing his own chagrin and despair.
It is like a balance, carrying the people''s expectations and beliefs, as well as his own despair and pain. He uses this dual pressure to force himself to sober up until today.
The delani people have found a place to live in Azeroth and have regained a new home. The pressure they bear is suddenly broken. Then they meet their own son, the carrier of chagrin and despair, and everything in the past two thousand five thousand years collapses at this moment.
Veron only wanted a kind of atonement. He was too tired. If the atonement was done by his son, it would be better.
And it''s a silent prayer in itself.
Dick knew that old Veron was begging him to let go of his son, the ereda who had been infected by evil energy.
He knows that dick abides by the balance, so one life for another.
Seeing that Veron fell in a pool of blood, Dick''s expression was gloomy to the extreme, but in the end, he breathed a long sigh of relief.
The world can''t bear the loss of a demigod of light, but if this is Veron''s will, even he can''t stop it.
Who can stop a demigod but violence?
Anwena had turned her head and didn''t want to see the cruel scene again. The paladin stayed there for three minutes, silent, like mourning or farewell. Then he turned and strode away.
"No!"
Lakish''s cry of anger, cruelty, and despair rang behind Dick, and the paladin''s steps slowed a little.
"How can you die like this! How can you be so weak! Stand up, stand up and hit me! Stand up and kill me! I don''t want this pity, I don''t need this atonement, you stand up! Stand up
The seriously injured ereda kneels on the ground, grabbing Veron''s shoulder with both hands, shaking hard, but no matter how he roars or screams, the body that has lost its life and existence can no longer respond to him.
The voice turned from anger to sadness, from sadness to despair, until finally, the last trace of cruelty and ferocity in the voice disappeared.
"No... stand up, no! What did I do... No, it''s not like this, it''s not like this, you stand up, please, please stand up. "
"No, please... Father, please! Stand up. "
Lakish''s body is curled up on the ground. This ereda demon has lost his madness and anger. In a sense, he has personally completed his own revenge and Kil''jaeden''s evil plan. But it was not until the moment when Veron fell that he suddenly realized what this old man meant to him.
He had lost his mother, lost hope, lost form, lost everything, and now, the madness of losing all this and the vicious voice drove him to destroy what he had left with his own hands.
His father, his only hope.
He lost him... Kil''jaeden is angry at Veron''s betrayal to him and his betrayal to AGUS. He wants to respond to this betrayal in the most crazy way. His father and son want to kill him. This is Kil''jaeden''s Revenge carefully prepared for 2W years.
Is there a better way to torment the traitor, whether it''s Lakesh who died in the hands of Veron, or Veron who died in the hands of Lakesh, or even both?
Kil''jaeden''s eyes have been fixed on rajish''s body. When he saw the pawn killing Veron in an extraordinary way, he saw the sad and desperate eyes before Veron''s death, and the fraudsters far away from countless worlds laughed with satisfaction.
Although it was not pleasant to see that the guy who betrayed everyone was relieved with compassion until the last moment, this revenge drama has satisfied Kil''jaeden''s hatred for two thousand and five thousand years. He withdrew his eyes with satisfaction. The distance was too far, and Dick was watching, even when the great devil was doing all this, You need to be careful.
And it''s also the loss of a handy adjutant for killing and plotting like ereda Gemini, but... It doesn''t matter.
Veron''s dead. That''s enough.
"Putong"
The sound of heavy objects falling on the ground sounded behind Dick. The paladin turned around and saw lakish kneeling behind him. The demon of ereda was seriously injured. Where he passed, it was a shocking bloodstain. Dick looked at lakish kneeling there and asked coldly,
"You killed your father, you completed Kil''jaeden''s will, he will be proud of you, but your father''s dying moment, also have a kind heart of atonement, he even asked me to let you go... He is a complete fool, but I respect such a fool, he is my friend, is my brother, is my fellow traveler, I am very angry now... So, Go away, don''t let me see you again
"No... no, kill me... And save him!"
Rajish''s head is very low. "I know, I know you can do it... Kil''jaeden is afraid of you, I know you can do it... Please, help him! Take my life, take all I have, save him, save my father. "
"I can''t do it!"
Dick closed his eyes. "I can''t do it! Your life is not as valuable as you think... I can''t do it! "
As soon as this sentence was finished, the paladin''s ears hurt. He turned his head and saw anweina cross her waist and look at him angrily,
"Help him! I command you! Help him
The uncoordination of little Guangling made the indifferent momentum created by Dick completely collapse at this moment. The paladin gave a wry smile. He touched anweina''s head, and then looked up at Lakesh, whose face was full of hope. His expression became indifferent again.
"Well, I can save him, but... Rajish, you have to think about it. Your life is mine now!"
"I am willing to give my everything! As long as you can save him, I''m willing to give everything I can, whether it''s life or soul... I do! "
Lakish''s head touched the ground sincerely. At this moment, he was like a saint of self sacrifice.
"The redemption of old Veron... The power of humanity, the power of family, is really..."
Dick shakes his head. He moves his armor, then goes over to larkish, to Veron''s body in a pool of blood.
"Hate deep, then love cut ah... Girl, start."
Dick muttered that when he took the first step, the silver sparks ran on the surface of his body. In the second step, the silver flame wrapped his body. In the third step, all the flames completely died at this moment.
The angel of order appeared in the dark cabin.
At the moment when he appeared, lakish could not help but snort. For a twisted creature like him, just touching the light of the creature was enough to burn him, not only on the outside, but also on the inside, even looking directly at him.
This burning pain is a display of dignity.
The angel of order raised his head. There was darkness under his hood. He strode to Veron''s side, leaving silver footprints on the ground. In this evil land of the devil, even if he walked, he would leave traces of light.
"Veron, stand up, your mission is not finished, the light needs you to move on... Stand up, raise the flag of AGUS and Delaney again, your people need you to stand up, stand up in front of Azeroth again, your world needs you to stand up, stand up in the light and justice again, your faith needs you to stand up, Then transcend your own sacredness and become a legend... In the name of order and light... I give you a second life, stand up and accept this gift! "
Angel of order · salvation!
The grand and pure holy light burst out from Dick''s body at this moment, just like an irresistible wave, devouring everything around him and the starship in an instant!
It''s like a holy sun blooming in the void!
Marlad and Isala, who have finished the battle, look there at the same time. Arida Gemini, who is imprisoned by the chain, retreats in horror, trying to stay away from the light that makes them panic.
"Cough... I heard... I heard the light..."
The old prophet, whose body floated in the pure holy light, opened his eyes difficultly and weakly. "It told me that my career is not finished, and I can''t leave yet..."
"So you''re back, old man... Welcome back."