Azeroth Trail of Light

Dick doesn't know how strong Kel'Thuzad is, but he knows that it is absolutely impossible to be stronger than Zakaz in his heyday. That is a big boss that can face the Guardian made by the Titan himself. He has not yet become a Lich Kel'Thuzad, even the weakened Zakaz, is enough for him to drink a pot.

Sure enough, when Dick rolled the heavy sword with a height of one person to the ground, Kel'Thuzad, who was intoxicated by the dark power of Xalatath-Blade of the Dark Empire, was also awakened instantly.

However, before he could fully activate the mark of natural disaster on the back of Dick's hand, he saw Dick lying on the ground, looking at him expressionlessly. Below the blue-red steel sword.

Shua!

With a flash of sword light and dirty blood flowing, Dick grunted, grabbed the hilt of the sword and staggered towards Jaina. K ran out of the cave.

The left hand that was chopped off by the sharp Scamdor turned into a dense white bone the moment it fell to the ground.

But Dick's cut seemed reckless, but it really cut a way of escape for himself and Jaina.

Without any scruples, Jaina, who has been resting well for the past two days, can naturally rely on sufficient mana to escape with Dick, and Kel'Thuzad still has a faint panic in his heart at this time. So calm, does he really only intend to escape?

But now Kel'Thuzad is powerless to stop Dick and Jaina, because Zakaz has already attacked him violently.

This is one of the strongest servants under the command of the ancient gods. Even if it is sealed and weakened for 22,000 years, relying on its own strength, it is not something that mortals can deal with. The magic that originated from the ancient gods , making Kel'Thuzad a little helpless, and the Xal'atath in his hand also began to whisper strangely, which has been affecting Kel'Thuzad's spellcasting.

With the combination of the two, Kel'Thuzad, who had been handsome and cool since the first meeting, was completely suppressed by the 10-meter-tall Zakaz in a frontal battle for the first time.

The crypt has been filled with the tide of darkness set off by Zakaz and the mixed magic power of Kel'Thuzad. After Jaina ran out with Dick, she saw those death knights and skeleton warriors still fighting with the faceless guardian Persia. Fighting, the two fugitives simply ignored the battlefield.

But just when Jaina was about to run out of the temple, Dick, who was weak due to excessive blood loss, grabbed her. Dick could barely run now, although Jaina tore the precious magic scroll and threw it to He has a healing technique, but the healing technique sealed in the scroll, in the eyes of real priests, is like a joke, so it can barely stop the bleeding.

Go to the temple on the left!

Dick's attitude is very firm

But your injury!

Jaina looked at Dick worriedly, who gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence,

Go to the left! There's something for Kel'Thuzad!

When Jaina heard this, she immediately turned around again. She almost carried Dick on her back. If it wasn't for the eldest lady who had grown up a lot when she was captured this time, she saw Dick's actions to save her. Otherwise, it would be unimaginable for the eldest lady to be so intimate with a man.

At this time, I should also thank Kel'Thuzad for opening the mark of natural disasters when he entered the temple. The slow undead along the way made Dick's weight drop by at least a quarter, otherwise the eldest lady might not be able to recite it. move him.

During the previous conversation, Dick had been vague about the structure of the temple. This was actually a disguise. Kel'Thuzad didn't know what was buried in this side temple, otherwise he would rather not have the Dark Empire Blade than Will choose to completely destroy this place.

As mentioned earlier, Tyr chose to detonate his body in this place, destroying the servants of the ancient gods except Zakaz, but in fact Tyr was not completely smashed to pieces. After the big bang, the guardian who came They found two things he left behind.

The first is his weapon, the warhammer that contains the power of order-the Warhammer of the Silver Hand, and it is also one of the three artifacts of the knight profession in the game.

The second item is also called the Silver Hand, but this is not a weapon.

In the decisive battle between the five-color giant dragon king and the ancestor dragon king Galakrond, Tire, who played as a helper, was bitten off by Galakrond with most of his arm. Therefore, he forged a silver fist for himself.

This is also the origin of the name of Lordaeron's top military force, the Knights of the Silver Hand. However, the creator of the paladin profession, Archbishop Alonsus Faol, may not have thought that the real two Silver Hands still exist in in this world.

Those were also Tyr's last two relics.

Tire was known as the King of Order back then. Although his power is not the same as that of the Holy Light, both of them have the lethality against undead creatures, which can be called a natural enemy, and there is also a self-destruct mechanism in the side hall. All the buildings in this temple can be destroyed in an instant, and everything can be buried in this deep lake.

In this world, only Dick and the guardians of the Northrend titan Ulduar, who has been completely corrupted by the ancient god Demon of Thousand Throats Yogg-Saron, know the secret of this temple. .

This is why Dick chose to tell Kel'Thuzad the location of the artifact. He was 6 points sure that he could kill Kel'Thuzad here. For a year, Kel'Thuzad could no longer threaten the lives of Dick and Jaina.

With difficulty, Jaina carried Dick on her back to the hall of the side hall. It was not dark here. On the contrary, directly above the hall, an ugly chandelier was emitting a faint yellowish light. This side hall was almost No one has arrived for ten thousand years, so everything has been cast a shadow over time.

However, after Jaina came into contact with the light yellow light, her originally flustered heart suddenly became quiet.

Even Dick, who was seriously injured, enjoyed the peace from the bottom of his heart in this pale yellow light, and the pain in his body was suppressed at this moment.

The power of order! The power that is completely opposite to chaos, compared with the neutral energy like holy light, which can even be used by determined undead, the power of order is more lethal to undead, which is a non-order creature!

Under the yellow light of the side hall, a stone statue holding a warhammer stood upright, this is the image of Tire.

But Dick didn't have time to pay attention to the stone statue at this time. He knelt down on the ground with difficulty, raised the extremely sharp Scamdor with one hand, and stabbed it hard towards the bottom of the stone statue.

Dig! This is the Cloth Tomb. If you get the Silver Hand and the Warhammer, this temple will self-destruct. Kel'Thuzad cannot escape. This is our only chance to get rid of his entanglement!

As soon as Dick finished speaking, there was a noise outside the side hall. Jaina was taken aback. She ran to the entrance of the side hall to look, and immediately screamed:

The group of undead, they brought that monster over!

Don't panic! Jaina, block them! Give me some time, I just need a little time!

Dick struggled to control the huge Scamdor with his right hand. The sword itself was an epee, and ordinary adults needed to use both hands to lift it, and digging with a sword was far less effective than a shovel, but Right now, this is the only chance for the two of them.

Once Kel'Thuzad completely tamed the dark magic weapon Xal'atath, the weak Zakaz could no longer stop him. Although the silver hand of the holy hammer was hanging above his head, only the weak power of order of this warhammer It is estimated that even Persia the Faceless can't stop it.

There is not much time left for the two escapees.

Jaina stood on the spot, watching Dick swing his only remaining arm and digging through the thick stone slab with difficulty. She saw the ferocious and unwilling expression on the face that had always been calm at this time, She knew that this guy was desperate.

With her right hand hidden in the sleeve of her robe, Jaina gently let go of the teleportation scroll handmade by Antonidas. She took a deep breath, and for the first time in her life, she was ready to die in battle. In a battle of great disparity, she handed over her back to this penniless and vulgar soldier.

He is not noble,

He is not a warrior,

He bows to his enemies,

Nor can he inspire courage.

But what does it matter?

He is the first man who can make himself feel safe besides his father and mentor who are far away at sea.

Isn't that enough?

2 death knights, 30 elite skeletons, a faceless guardian, a legendary mage, and three camps fought desperately in the small hall of the side hall. Outside the battle circle, Dick fought desperately. are digging the soil.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes.

The sound of fierce battles can reach Dick's ears every moment. He is already very tired. He doesn't even have the courage to lift Scamdor. His heart is burning, and he has fallen into the , to the point where he can survive only by relying on a woman and working hard for him!

More than once, Dick thought about raising Scamdor, turning around and rushing into the battlefield, but he knew that only here, the only way he could do it was to excavate the Silver Hand enough to trigger the self-destruct condition of the temple. Gianna's way.

He mechanically stabbed Scamdor to the ground, and then used all his strength to press Scamdor on the hilt of his sword, digging up the soil. His ears were pricked up, afraid that he would hear the next moment. Jaina's screams.

He dare not stop, he cannot stop!

So, give me a move!

Damn hands!

Move me!

Damn body!

clang!

The tip of Scamdor's sword touched a hard object. Dick frantically threw away the epee, fell into the black pit, and pulled it with difficulty with his right hand, talking about the shiny silver box from the stone statue. Gritting his teeth, he opened the undefended box, and saw the miniature version of the silver fist inside the box.

Dick clenched this silver fist like a work of art in his hand, and wanted to rush into the battle circle. As long as this silver hand appeared, the power of order left by Tyre would definitely be able to drive away those undead and faceless people. As long as Jaina takes down the chandelier war hammer on the top of the temple, they can leave.

But at this moment, when Dick was ecstatically crawling out of the pit, he heard the voice he least wanted to hear.

ah…!!

He saw Jaina, who was pierced through the body by the huge crab claw of the Faceless Man.

I saw that beautiful figure lying on the ground.

Clang...

The Silver Hand hit the ground, and this thing that Dick regarded as a trump card was thrown aside, it was meaningless.

Dick has always thought that the pillar supporting him to continue digging is this silver fist, which is the result of being able to come back from adversity. But at this moment, when he was powerlessly slumped on the ground, he realized that his spiritual pillar, the motivation to continue digging even when the oil well lights were dry, was never this silver fist.

It was Jaina, the eldest lady, the woman who was still willing to trust him in this situation and was still buying time for him.

Now, his spiritual backbone is broken, so...

It doesn't make sense anymore.

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