Azeroth Trail of Light

Dick had insomnia. This was the first time he had insomnia. He dreamed of the dozen or so elven soldiers who had broken off for them. He dreamed that they were standing beside him with blood all over, and the sky was covered with the sky behind them. The blood-red flame, that is the fire of the undead, is the color he hates most. The soldiers didn't say a word, they just looked at him straightforwardly, with pale eyes, broken armor, and terrible scars on their bodies.

"Sorry... I shouldn't have left you there..."

"..."

"Sorry, I…"

The dream suddenly changed, and Dick stood in the jungle where he was fighting Marduk in black. Like a bystander, he watched the six Paladins being thrown down by the surging undead. They struggled desperately, but the enemy Too much. Their palms and ankles were pressed, and finally their throats were torn apart by the black claws of the ghoul.

Dick wanted to step forward to help, but his body was empty and there was no strength at all. The fire of justice disappeared. He only had a pair of fists left. He roared and rushed forward, but the next moment, the **** dream was again Convert again.

The dark dense forest, the black snake foraging, the dying warrior, he saw him crawling forward with his left hand with difficulty, he saw the snake kiss of the poisonous snake fell on his body, he saw himself, that Survive, the self who is struggling to survive, use his teeth to bite the poisonous snake clean in silence.

"boom!"

The darkness was shattered, like shattered glass, and the dark light swallowed all the pictures, leaving Dick alone. Standing in the boundless darkness, the darkness surged, wanting Wrap his body.

"Enough! Enough!"

Dick ran forward desperately, but there was no light, no way forward, only darkness.

"You shameless thief! You stole everything from me, you stole my life! Give it back to me, give it back to me!"

Dick's neck was choked, and his body was thrown to the ground. He looked at the other with blood-red eyes in horror, and pinched his neck viciously, trying to choke him to death.

"No...I didn't! You...you are dead!"

"A thief! A thief!"

"I do not have!"

"Dick...Mr. Dick! Knight Dick, what's the matter with you?"

Liadrin’s voice came into Dick’s ears. She tried to awaken the sweaty Dick with her hand, but the paladin who was awakened from the nightmare was like a beast and dragged him past Liard. Lin's arm pressed the high-ranking priest under her body, and the fire of justice held in the other hand was held in his hand. The heavy blue spar hammer face was about to hit the panicked elf's head. past.

"No!"

Liadrin screamed in horror, and this sound finally awakened the paladin dominated by nightmares. Dick shook his head and looked at Liadrin, who was pinched by his neck, and the warhammer in his left hand. , Meng Rufang woke up, he hurriedly let go of the elf's body, and sat down on the ground.

His back was soaked...that dream, that dream was so weird.

"Yes... I'm sorry!"

Dick sat on the ground and apologized to Liadrin with his head down. The latter was also limp on the ground by the fear of death. She looked at Dick panting, the expression in her eyes softened. Up.

Liadrin is a veteran who has experienced the Troll War and the Second Orc War. She is very familiar with the situation of Dick. The veterans who retired from the battlefield generally have this kind of nightmare. The situation is more serious, and some family members are killed.

Dick is already a very restrained person. Seeing Dick’s face covered in cold sweat, Liadrin moved her body and gently placed Dick’s head on her lap, like a kid. , While touching his hair, comforted.

"Don't worry, Knight Dick, we'll all go back safely, take a good rest for 20 minutes, and I'll wake you up later."

This intimate action made Dick want to escape, but his physical and mental exhaustion made him want to stay in this warm embrace, and he took a deep breath.

This time...just this time...

Dick told himself this, and then lay peacefully in Liadrin's arms. Perhaps the light energy on the priest made him very close. In short, he quickly fell asleep.

Liadrin looked at Dick in her arms. She wiped Dick's face with her handkerchief and wiped away the remaining blood on his face. Only after she realized that this human suddenly appeared in her life. The knight is younger than she thought.

Just like a child.

But he is already a warrior of the Holy Light. The human world is so wonderful. Liadrin recalled that when she was as old as Dick, she followed her parents to learn the elves culture. After her parents were killed, she was considered Really mature.

What about this kid?

Why did he become so mature?

In a daze, Liadrin became more and more interested in Dick's past.

When a woman is interested in a man, she is not far from entering the man's life.

Twenty minutes later, Dick opened his eyes, and Liadrin knelt beside him, helping him wipe the fire of justice.

Since entering Quel'Thalas, this holy hammer has almost been spent in battle. Even the spar on its surface has been mottled with blood stains, but under the wipe of Liadrin, This sky-blue crystal holy hammer also re-emerged with the light that a divine tool should have.

"Thank you, Ms. Liadrin."

Dick took the water from the storage backpack and poured it on his face, making his sleepy expression slightly clearer. He reached out to take the holy hammer in the hands of the priest, and put it on his back.

"This is a good weapon. Even in Quel'Thalas, I have never seen a crystal with such a high affinity for the Holy Light. Is it a gift from your Uther Grand Knight?"

Liadrin asked curiously, and Dick shrugged.

"This is a secret! Ms. Liadrin, come with me, we should go!"

Dick smiled at Liadrin, who rolled his eyes and chuckled.

"Just call me Liadrin."

"Well, come with me, Liadrin, I'll take you home!"

When Dick brought Liadrin to outside the jungle, Myra and others had already sorted out the battle outfits for the last time, and the last bit of holy water was evenly distributed to everyone. Dick didn’t say much, he Looking at everyone's eyes, he raised his left hand.

"Brothers, we have reached this point, what else can stop us from moving forward? We have used our actions to prove that Arthas and his evil army are not invincible, and they will also fail, so we will too Victory! Go ahead! Crush all evil!"

Everyone cheered three times together, and even Sylvanas, who had always been indifferent, also raised her bow. All this day and night of fleeing, these nearly 50 people were completely twisted into a rope. This is the power of sharing weal and woe.

The knights rode with two horses, urging their horses, and galloping in the direction of Jinwu Village. Sylvanas ran on the horse alone at the forefront. Four bundles of long arrows hung on both sides of the horses, with a bow in her hand There is no stopping the buzzing, multiple arrows, aiming and shooting, explosive shooting, any undead that will stop this squad will be ruthlessly headshot.

The exquisite archery inherited by the Windrunner family is fully demonstrated at this moment.

"She is like a moving fort!"

Dick exclaimed. Liadrin saw her friend who had regained fighting spirit with a smile on her face. Dick flicked the whip, and the rested horse speeded up again, in the dim light of the ghost land. , Jinwu Village is already in sight.

Sylvanas was right. There was a depression in the terrain. The Golden Mist Village was located in the depression. Since the buildings in Golden Mist Village were still there, all the knights stopped when they reached the edge of the depression. War horse. Rushing recklessly like this is likely to hurt the horse, especially when the situation below is unknown.

"Myra, protect the pastors, the others will follow me first!"

Dick urged the horse's rein and let the war horse move slowly along the sunken direction. The village of Jinwu in front of him had become a burnt ruin, but from the appearance of the ruin, the village could still be seen. When in good condition, it is so beautiful.

Sylvanas walked side by side with him. She held the war bow in her hand vigilantly, and a specially processed arrow was shot into the sky by her. When it fell, the flame on the arrow lit up, orange. The rays of light passed through the air, illuminating the dark ruins.

Dick didn't even use his eyes, he felt the surging of the holy light in his body. This was the stress response of the energy of mutual restraint when he approached the death energy. There must be an ambush in front of him!

He took a deep breath and raised his left hand high.

"Follow me!"

The azure fire of justice became a dazzling pearl under the infusion of holy energy. Dick urged the horse and rushed into the ruins first. Two dedication spells were thrown to the sides by him, and the moment he landed , The blazing light rising from the ground forced out the undead hiding in the ruins.

All ghouls and skeleton warriors, the lowest-level walking corpses did not appear at all. It seems that this is definitely a trap that Arthas set for Dick and the others, just when Dick led the team to the back of the Golden Wist Village. At that time, the gargoyles swooping down from the dark sky also began a unique attack.

These monsters, having accumulated kinetic energy in mid-air, launched their talent magic-petrification, turning their bodies into pieces of precision-carved stones, screaming in the air, and smashing them down at the rushing crowd.

Sylvanas saw this scene. She rolled from the Mercedes-Benz warhorse lightly to the ground. Three thick black arrows were put on the bow by her, aimed at the rocks that fell from the sky, and the three long arrows roared. Rushed into the sky.

Multiple arrows!

Sylvanas' body is still seriously injured, but shooting multiple arrows is not difficult for her. The thick long arrows split quickly in the air, and soon become a dense black light on the head, and drop from the sky. When the gargoyles collided, the sky seemed to have multi-dimensional flashes.

It was the spark of the collision, and just three arrows cleared almost a quarter of the sky.

Seeing the densely smashed gargoyles from the sky, the general ranger drew three arrows again. Her pretty face was full of death.

"This is the sky dominated by the Windrunner. Who allows you to spread your wings?"

After three shots, the entire sky was cleared, and the gargoyles that fell on the ground did not exist. Even the construction monsters would die and collapse after the core was destroyed, and their broken bodies, It has become the best obstacle to stop the undead from moving forward.

Dick and the severed knights have built a simple line of defense. After clearing the sky, Sylvanas turned and ran towards the bank of the Golden Mist Village, lightly like a running antelope, but just like a running antelope. When she just ran 3 steps away, a long sword emitting black energy light belt, like a ghost claw, pierced the hustle and bustle of the battlefield and shot straight at Sylvanas.

On the other side of the battlefield, a tall black figure stood up from the ruins, holding a black rose decoration in his hand, and a long bow full of height. At the moment he appeared, all the undead began to gather together. The roar seemed to be welcoming the general's arrival.

And Liadrin, who was already standing by the river, was struck by lightning when she saw this figure. She looked at the tall and familiar figure, her hands already pinched together.

"Lor'themar... God, how is this possible!"