The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

With a whoosh, the twenty-meter-long little black dragon just happened to dodge the heavy and powerful axe of the huge mecha, Willow Demon.

"Ow!"

Faced with such a huge enemy in front of it, it raised its head and exhaled and roared, then spurted out a stream of hot flaming dragon breath from its inhalation mouth and suddenly hit the enemy.

Compared to the Willow Colossus that was burning with tens of thousands of Drust souls, this flame was so insignificant that it could only leave a small black mark on them.

"Your flames... are nothing to be feared."

They were over 280 meters tall and just raised their hands to block the black dragon's flames. They picked up the huge dead wood axe and chopped at it quickly.

"Go to hell...devil!"

Even though there were three "ants" on their bodies constantly obstructing them, they still wanted to send the arrogant black dragon demon in front of them on their way.

The overwhelming hatred burned fiercely, just as they tried their best to ignite their souls in exchange for powerful strength.

Seeing the giant axe in front of him getting closer and closer, Arthas felt bitter in his mouth and had a thousand messy words in his mind.

All the anger, all the depression, all the unwillingness... everything had vanished immediately when he lost his powerful strength.

"Arthas, do not be afraid of him."

Holding Arthas' arcane reins tightly, Uther ended his prayer, opened his golden eyes filled with holy light, and picked up the holy contract at his waist, a book that suddenly flashed with light.

"I am here. I will protect you...child. The Holy Light protects us."

Opening the holy covenant with one hand, Uther loudly summoned a circular holy light shield, which instantly enveloped himself and the black dragon under him.

With a clang, the Paladin's pious shield blocked the enemy's heavy attack, but the shield also pushed them both back more than fifty meters.

After rolling a little more than a full circle, Arthas finally braked, looked up at the "teacher" on his back and said, "Uther, we need a strategic retreat."

"The enemy is too strong. We need to accumulate more and stronger Holy Light."

Now he has deep doubts about the business ability of the old man.

When you attack the enemy with your back to him, strike hard with a hammer, and when you attack the enemy with your back to him, stand firm and take charge.

If there was nothing wrong with the hub Laoden, Arthas would never believe it because he had struggled before.

At this point, the biggest problem was that the arcane reins protected by holy light around his neck were not damaged at all.

Hearing the hidden meaning of his "apprentice", Uther put away the holy contract and answered loudly: "Arthas, we must believe in the Holy Light from beginning to end."

"If you don't continue to practice the way of Holy Light, how can you become stronger?"

At this time, he pointed at the two legendary wizards not far away and their magnificent spells. He couldn't help but pat the black dragon's body and sighed: "Do you want to stay under Jaina's shadow for the rest of your life and let them protect you?"

Wrong thoughts are contagious. Because of Arthas's previous actions, Uther also had wrong thoughts because of the two Jainas.

Dodging the Willow Demon's violent slashes and the thick black breath of death again, Arthas gritted his teeth and said, "No, my her... and my her will never look down on me."

“It has always encouraged me and grown with me.”

She has always supported me, and most of the time, I was the one who dealt with her quietly, Arthas added silently in his heart.

However, before Arthas could continue speaking, the Willow Giant in front of him disappeared, and his gradually retreating body hit something stiff.

"We've let...you talk...long enough."

The Willow Demon Giant quickly raised his hand and grabbed the little thing that had been running away. They exerted force and tried to crush the light shield into pieces.

At this moment, Arthas, who was staying in the teacher's holy shield, retracted his wings, gradually shrank, and turned into his original form.

He was deeply suspicious of the Willow Giant's ability, so he had to attack in a smaller form to defend himself.

Speaking of which, shouldn't the bigger you are, the more clumsy you become?

At this speed, could it be that they have been playing a trick on me?

What have I done to deserve such treatment from them? Is God trying to kill me?

"The enemies of the Drust...will pay in blood."

While Arthas was thinking about how to break the impasse, the remaining Drust souls shouted in unison.

They have sacrificed so many of their compatriots for this moment, and their hearts are filled with hatred. They want to use their last bit of strength to completely destroy the enemies who are still resisting in their hands.

When hundreds of Drust souls disappeared, they used the power of burning souls and seized the opportunity to make the Willow Giant move a short distance.

"Arthas, it looks like we need to change our approach."

Seeing the holy shield he created gradually shattered, Uther took back the holy covenant again and infused a force of holy light into his disciple's body.

After doing all this, he turned to Arthas without waiting for him to say anything and said, "Son, if what you told us is correct, then I will teach you one last lesson."

Hearing this, only tears flashed in Arthas's resolute eyes.

He listened carefully to Uther's "final teachings" and his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Teacher, is this your last bit of strength?

I will definitely make good use of it. I'm sorry, I misunderstood you.

"You must remember that the Holy Light is always with you and me."

"No matter when or where, we can never give up the Holy Light."

After giving his final warning to his disciples in a deep voice, Uther patted the holy covenant on his waist and spread out his six wings of holy light.

"Child, we who possess the Holy Light will not be afraid of any enemy."

He held the Lightbringer hammer, a hammer engraved with his own name, and shouted loudly at the willow giant in front of him.

In Arthas's eyes, the warhammer held tightly in Uther's hand also responded to his master's expectations, shining with seemingly endless holy light power, enveloping its master.

"Uther, my mentor."

"I know. I understand."

"I...will be with you."

Summoning the wings of holy light, Arthas stepped on the steps of holy light condensed by his teacher, stood together with his teacher, and faced the enemy together.

Uther couldn't help but burst into tears. He rubbed his eyes and said, "My child, I am proud of you!"

"Arthas, my disciple, what should we do next..."

Seeing that the teacher wanted to test him, Arthas smiled and answered loudly: "The light of the Holy Light shines on us, and the glory belongs to the Alliance!"

"Glory to the Alliance!"

After saying that, Uther jumped up, raised his war hammer high, formed a crescent shape, and jumped towards the Willow Giant with shining holy light power.

"Good luck, teacher."

Wiping the "tears" from the corners of his eyes, Arthas stomped his feet, condensed a frosty staircase, and continued to stand.

Empty! As Arthas expected, Uther was slapped away by the enemy.

Use your power to protect yourself, you old Holy Light rogue... If the two things you left for me weren't really useful, you would have been...

"I've already told you that we need a strategic retreat, why didn't you listen..."

"Butcher...your guard has failed."

The Willow Giant thrust his dead wood battle axe into the cursed soil, gradually brought his hands together, and broke through the layers of protective shields of the little man in front of him.

"You are finally... in our hands."

They were overjoyed to see the helpless enemy gradually giving up resistance.

Countless dark blue flames condensed into faces belonging to the Willow Demon Giant, and the flames burned more and more fiercely.

They were going to watch their enemies die in their hands; the moment for their revenge had finally come.

In this exciting moment, they did not allow any accidents to happen and accelerated the burning speed of their remaining souls.

"The butchers of Drust... here we come."

When they shouted this in unison, the two Jainas cast a spell to grab Uther who turned into a ball and flew away, but the holy contract on his waist was gone.

The two of them also did not allow anyone to escape, so they cast magic spells that silently descended upon Arthas.

"Evil, the Holy Light will purify you!"

Shouting for the Holy Light, Arthas held up Frostmourne and launched his final charge, determined to die rather than surrender.

At this moment, his body was flashing with all kinds of blessed lights, and the protective energy full of golden light was firmly close to him.

"Now...it's time for you to accept the price."

They controlled the huge Willow Giant and suddenly stretched out their hands to strangle the enemy in front of them.

"I... I am fearless... Uther..."

As Frostmourne slipped from his hand due to the enemy's tight grip, Arthas shone with the remaining grandmaster holy light in his body, and spread out his hands to temporarily block the dragon that was closing in increasingly.

For a while, the battle between him and the Willow Giant was evenly matched.

"Monster...how long can you...last?"

However, the burning Drust souls shouted, gained stronger power, and gradually clasped their hands together again.

However, at this critical moment, a little giant finally climbed to the top of the Willow Giant.

"Arthas, I'm here to save you!"

"Muradin, save me!"

The old man and the young man shouted at each other at the same time. It seemed that Muradin was Arthas's real teacher.

"Don't worry, kid, I'm trying my best."

Hearing this, Muradin raised his axe and hammer and smashed them down with a bang.

"Burn, my power!"

At this moment, the dwarf's anger was like a huge chisel. With one axe and one hammer, he gradually smashed the willow giant's head, and his body sank deeper and deeper.

In general, all his efforts are for this moment.

Knocking on the withered vines of the willow giant, Muradin just wanted to say, did you see that? Arthas, this is the power of a brave and violent warrior.

"No...Drust...must have revenge."

As their bodies were gradually destroyed by the increasingly violent dwarves, the Drust souls increased their strength, and until death, they all wanted to take Arthas away.

Evil Proudmoore, perhaps we should have sent you to death instead of letting him die from the beginning... Hang in there, brothers.

Bundles of cold ice spikes pierced out from the body of the Willow Demon Giant, and the magic circle below emitted cold air, which gradually froze the Willow Demon Giant from bottom to top.

These prove that once the enemy is a little "lax" in front of the "Grand Mage", they will never let people down.

It was the hard work and delicious "bait" that attracted most of the enemy's attention.

"Holy Light! If you can hear me, help me!"

Just as he prayed loudly to the holy light, a bright light flashed on Arthas' body. Uther's holy covenant was still useful.

At the same time, the rich holy light power that Uther left him turned into golden light in an instant... The Holy Shield returned again, and the holy light protected its believers.

"Don't be afraid, I'm back, Arthas."

The returning prince mentor took advantage of this opportunity, carrying the Holy Light Hammer with his restored strength, and smashed the giant hand shackles on Arthas with one hammer.