The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

With the sound of the clashing of rune swords and mithrones, Lor'themar and Baron Titus Rivendare fought together.

As for why he did this, of course it was because he was not Arthas Menethil. Why should Lor'themar interfere in Mal'Ganis' fateful battle with him?

"Elf, this is not something you Quel'Thalas should be involved in."

"Your Excellency, Baron, you mean to say..."

"This is a fight between our species, warrior."

"Why do you have to help them? Wouldn't it be better to just watch the show from the sidelines?"

In response to the two questions raised by Baron Rivendare, Lor'themar remained silent and waved his sword to show his resolute attitude.

Are you still human? You smell like decay, it's so shameful.

Baron Rivendare, you are truly a loyal lackey of Kel'Thuzad, completely different from the one I know.

But it is exactly the same as my impression of the Death Knight. The eldest brother doesn't laugh at the second brother.

Without the Lich King giving you strength, can you, who have just become a Death Knight, withstand my attack?

"It looks like you've made your own decision, elf."

Baron Rivendare's eyes gradually turned red as he tightly grasped the rune sword in his hand, causing it to begin to emit a green evil aura, and each of his moves was also accompanied by a cold frosty aura.

After being blessed with the power of the Lich King, he temporarily became a legendary Death Knight mastering the three abilities of blood, evil, and ice.

It can be said that Ner'zhul has made great contributions! If you get used to using power banks, you may become addicted?

So the pressure came to Lor'themar.

However, Lor'themar was chatting privately with Avian. With the power of the Holy Light, he blocked Rivendell's fierce attacks again and again.

[Aqiang: Ai Weien, come and save me! I may not be able to hold on any longer. ]

[En En: Why are you asking for help again? My sisters and I are having a great time shooting arrows. You can't be defeated by Baron Rivendell! ]

[A Qiang: Why don’t you try it? I’ll go to the city wall and shoot arrows, and you can come and fight below.]

[Yes, yes: How about I give you some of the command of the soldiers? Mr. Lor'themar. ]

[A Qiang: That's great! Quickly divide the command between my mage group and my priest group.]

[En En: Here you go, please take it. No returns, I'm busy commanding other soldiers! ]

After Avian unilaterally terminated communications, Lor'themar, who had gained command of forty spellbreakers, became furious. In a rage, he forced Baron Rivendare back with a single sword.

The military power you gave me is for me to defend the city gate. The gate of Lordaeron has not been broken. They need to have a good rest. Why should they rush into the battlefield with me?

"Elf, you are a determined paladin."

"I, Titus Rivendell, have recognized you. Now you can die in peace."

After confirming that the elf in front of him was a paladin who was unwilling to succumb to death, Rivendell became even happier and tightened his grip on the sword.

The stronger your will, the more powerful you will be when you are resurrected as a Death Knight.

For the Lich King, I want to pull you into our camp, young paladin. The merciful Lord of Death will accept you.

"Who needs your approval? Without the Lich King, you are nothing but a piece of trash."

When he heard the word "recognition", Lor'themar couldn't hold it anymore. Who cares about your recognition?

"But you don't have my Lord to help you, do you understand? Pathetic and pitiful Paladin."

Baron Rivendare's words broke Lor'themar's defense. I don't need the Lich King's help. I believe in the Holy Light.

Wait till I get the chance, and show you what a real Lich King is... Show you? I'll kill you first, you bastard, and then find another chance to show you.

"Holy Light! Give me strength!"

With a loud roar, Lor'themar took the sword from Baron Rivendare, turned the sword into a spear, and rushed into the pile of undead in front of him with the spear.

I can't beat you, so I can just go and deal with other undead. My time is limited, so I need to go beat up others.

"Paladin, don't even think about leaving my sight... Go!"

Faced with Baron Rivendare riding on his beloved horse and chasing him relentlessly, Lor'themar had no choice but to kill a fat stitched monster and then shoot at Baron Rivendare.

"You really think I'm made of clay, Titus?"

"I gave you face, but you are shameless. I will fight you!"

"You shameless elf, accept your fate!"

While Lor'themar and Baron Rivendare were clashing with their spears and swords, Arthas and Uther were also fighting Mal'Ganis.

"Paladin, your hypocritical holy light is too fragile."

Mal'Ganis felt very excited when fighting with these two paladins, and he could not lose even if he was fighting one against two.

Finally, I don’t have to fight with the paladin who is familiar with me. I originally thought that with the full support of Ner’zhul, I should have no problem conquering the small Lordaeron.

As a result, an elf suddenly appeared, which was inconsistent with the intelligence and could predict his every move. Anyone who fought against him for the first time would be confused, and the conceited elf would be almost 100% likely to be fooled.

If it weren't for my overwhelming strength, I would have died the moment I cast the illusion. Poor Weingai, thank you for helping me...

"Demon, the Holy Light will not abandon her believers. Don't try to seduce us."

Uther raised the hammer of Lightbringer and called for holy light to purify the undead around him who were trying to launch a sneak attack.

"Devil, we will never surrender."

Arthas dodged Mal'Ganis' claw and threw a holy hammer at the dreadlord.

Even Arthas, who had the blessing of Alexstrasza the Life-Binder, found it very strenuous.

He thought he had become much stronger, but the demon that he and Uther could beat not long ago has now become so troublesome.

It seems that if you want to change your dark future, you need to make more efforts.

"You call me a devil, but you are the devil in our eyes."

Mal'Ganis caught a hammer head with one hand and said disdainfully, "Paladin, you are demons to the Scourge."

"No, you slaughtered so many..."

"Massacre? How many lives have you killed?"

With a sneer at the prince in front of him, Mal'Ganis decided to play a psychological warfare. What if the young man in front of him voluntarily degenerates... No, that means he is stepping onto the right path, spreading light and hope to the world, and helping others to unite and cooperate.

"Animals like pigs, cows and sheep, and plants like rice, vegetables and fruits."

"They just want to pursue a happy life like you, what's wrong with them!"

"For your own selfish reasons, you... every year... no, it should be every day, or maybe every second would be better."

"They are all innocent lives that died in your hands. Aren't you the darkness and evil in their eyes?"

"Answer me, Paladin, is this the justice you are always talking about?"

After listening to Mal'Ganis's verbal attack, Arthas and Uther seemed a little confused and even had a hint of recognition in their eyes.

"Hahaha, I know all this."

"Has your Holy Light responded to you? Has the power from the Holy Light weakened?"

"Paladin, the Holy Light is hypocritical and is not worthy of your belief."

The two paladins thought that they could feel the decline of the Holy Light power in their bodies. Although the speed was slow, it was indeed a sign that the Holy Light had given up on them.

Teacher Uther (Faol), is the justice I have always pursued really wrong?

Mal'Ganis became even more excited when he saw the holy light in Arthas and Uther's bodies begin to dim rapidly.

Paladin, this is the gap in knowledge accumulation. I like you stubborn Holy Light Chosen people the most.

All it takes is a little doubt about your own beliefs, and you will continue to reflect on yourself and find out the truth in your thinking.

"No, demon, you are only deceiving us."

Uther, who was about to give up, suddenly had his eyes shining, attracting stronger holy light, and knocked back Mal'Ganis with one hammer.

"The Holy Light will lead me to fight against all the darkness and evil in the world, but you have both. Your tricks failed in the face of the Holy Light."

Uther, who was determined to follow the path of Holy Light in his heart, swung his hammer and pierced the demon in front of him.

Bang, bang, bang! After crushing several undead to extract fel energy, Mal'Ganis covered the big hole in his chest and began to recover from his injuries.

I never expected that what I worked so hard for... would become the necessities for my opponent's promotion. It was a bad intention but a good result... Alas, the stubborn believers of the Holy Light are worthy of being my most hated opponents.

"Kid, you have to remember this."

“No matter what difficulties you face, we must remain firm in our resolve.”

"Darkness and evil cannot force us to fall. Only if we are willing, we will fall into the trap they set and be unable to extricate ourselves."

"The Holy Light is our power! Arthas."

A shining human-shaped light bulb illuminated the surroundings in an instant, making Arthas feel ashamed.

I actually believed the words of the devil and didn't believe in the Holy Light. I almost fell. I must strengthen my faith!

"Uther, the Light is with us!"

Then, a humanoid light bulb, one level lower in brightness than Uther's, suddenly appeared and blinded Lor'themar again.

I thought you were all fooled by Mal'Ganis, but before I could come over to bother you, you awakened on your own.

The gap between people is really huge. I believe in the Holy Light so much, how come I don’t have an epiphany on my own?

It’s not fair. I’m obviously a devout believer in the Holy Light… Can you please turn off the light? I might have to… Damn, it hurts. Whatever I wish for will come true.

Titus, you unsportsmanlike bastard! You and I... Mal'Ganis... Kel'Thuzad, it turns out you two are old foxes.

Since you are full of malice towards me, don't blame me. I have to use my trump card to deal with you.

"Uther, Arthas, come and help me."

"Look what you have done! You are comfortable, but I am left here to suffer... to endure!"

Hearing the Paladin brothers' cry for help, Arthas and Uther quickly retracted the Holy Light and swung their hammers.

We don't know either! Shouldn't we normally start fighting after we finish our reflections? You guys don't play by the rules, so you blame us?

"It is time for us to retreat, Lord Mal'Ganis."

Looking at the few remaining undead armies around him, Kel'Thuzad made suggestions to Mal'Ganis.

"You don't have to tell me, Lich."

"This is just my clone. I have returned to the camp and started to reorganize the military."

Nathrezim, you are such a troublesome teammate, leaving us to die... Actually, my formation is ready.

My friend, Titus Rivendell, I'm sorry to inconvenience you. I'll run away first as a sign of respect.

In the future I will find a chance to resurrect you. We are all dead now, it's just a matter of changing bodies.

If you cannot be resurrected, then I will let your son inherit your legacy for the sake of our lofty ideals.

Don't blame me my best friend...

"Kel'Thuzad, follow me!"

Using the power in his body to resurrect a group of undead to cover the rear, Baron Rivendare mentioned his good friend Kel'Thuzad, rode away on his horse, leaving no thoughts behind.

Kel'Thuzad, who was being led to run, couldn't help but fall into deep thought, wondering if his heart was too dark.

After all, part of the Lich King's power was also given to Titus.

"Good brother, I was right."

"I am devoted to serving the Lich King. You are not only someone he values, but also my good friend."

"Therefore, I will not abandon you, Kel'Thuzad, for reasons both of conscience and loyalty."

In this way, Kel'Thuzad and Baron Rivendare successfully returned to the Scourge camp and reunited with Mal'Ganis.

On the other hand, in Lordaeron, waves of Scourge are still constantly invading this place.

"Avian, look at how powerful I am."

Lor'themar returned to the top of the city and walked confidently to Avian.

“Can’t you see how well we’ve dealt with the other undead, Lor’themar Theron?”

"Why do you think you can fight the enemy alone without any worries? It's because of us!"

After knocking on the man's head, Ivian spoke angrily.

"You are too arrogant, Lord Regent."

Then came the exhortation of Alleria, who was cleaning the longbow in her hand.

“Hubris will be your downfall, Lor'themar Theron.”

Sylvanas stood up straight with her hands folded and taught the ranger in front of her in a cold voice. In the end, he was still not mature enough.

"One man is no match for an army, Lor'themar."

With her hands on her hips, Vereesa stroked her bangs and softly expressed her point of view.

"Remember?"

The four ranger generals spoke at the same time, looking at Lor'themar with different attitudes.

Lor'themar, hiding behind Avian, held his head in despair and slowly said, "I remember."

"Shouldn't it be Avian who can say that about me?"

"I am the regent, why are you three wind walkers butting in..."

"We are besties now!"