Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

"Humph!"

Arthas, who had rushed over, snorted coldly again. Today he felt that his whole body was full of strength!

"Holy Light! Please give me strength!"

Arthas raised his warhammer high and prayed loudly!

boom!

A golden light fell from the sky and landed steadily on Arthas!

Arthas was delighted!

The holy light really favors him!

"Wake up! My warriors!"

The holy light energy in the universe was drawn to Arthas, and he was like a signal tower, spewing the power of holy light around him!

Golden holy light rained down, and the soldiers of the Seventh Legion on the city wall who were seriously injured or on the verge of death by Blackmoore regained their fighting power under the healing of the holy light!

"Everyone! Unite! For victory!"

The inspired soldiers were full of fighting spirit. They raised their weapons and charged again!

"For His Highness Arthas!"

"For the glory of Menethil!"

"attack!"

Blackmore looked at this miraculous scene in disbelief, his heart filled with resentment!

"Kill them all!"

Under his leadership, the black-armored soldiers belonging to Blackmore's side also launched a charge!

Bang!

The two groups collided again!

Arthas held the Hammer of Menethil's Might in one hand and raised the other high.

The holy energy was launched into the sky by him and fell down as a golden fountain!

He liked this feeling!

This feeling of being blessed by the Holy Light!

next moment!

A creepy feeling came over him, making his scalp tingle!

Years of training allowed Arthas to turn around sharply, and he quickly raised his hammer of Menethil, blocking a sudden attack launched by a shadow at the last moment.

Blackmore!

This guy is a king, but he still uses the stealth tricks!

"Damn rat, you don't deserve this crown!"

Blackmoore didn't expect that his long-planned sneak attack would fail, and he also seriously underestimated Arthas's strength!

He rolled on the ground skillfully, finally neutralizing the power from the hammer.

"In your eyes, I am a thief, am I not?"

Blackmoore regrouped, brandished the shining greatsword, and used all his strength to attack Arthas again.

Arthas had to stop guiding the holy light and faced Blackmoore's attack seriously.

Arthas clenched his teeth and kept moving his eyes to capture the attack trajectory of the greatsword!

powerful!

This is what Arthas said about Blackmoore!

Who could have thought that the alcoholic and decadent noble would suddenly change his temperament, increase his strength and even kill the orc chieftain?

Holy light!

Please help me!

Allow me to defeat this enemy!

Arthas prayed in his heart again!

Bang!

The Holy Light responded to his believers again, and a pair of golden wings appeared behind Arthas!

Arthas felt delighted. He felt the wounds on his body being healed by the power of Holy Light. The Holy Light flowed through his blood vessels, gently yet powerfully, sending energy and flexibility to his limbs and infusing strength into his muscles.

With the help of the Holy Light, Arthas gradually gained the upper hand!

He even felt that he didn't need to think. He only needed to rely on his accumulated combat experience to swing his war hammer and attack Blackmoore again and again!

Finally, Blackmoore leaped back in horror, shrinking into a defensive stance, holding his greatsword in front of him.