As a powerful aristocrat in the country, Baron Rivendell's son entered the top aristocratic circle at birth.
Before he contracted the disease, Oryx was also a well-known noble boy in the kingdom, with a somewhat dandy temperament. He was similar in age to Prince Alsace. After several visits, the two became friends.
The friendship between young people is pure and not mixed with too many political factors. After Oryx became ill, Prince Alsace would take the time to visit his friend every few months. He also felt sorry for Oryx.
The experience feels sad.
In fact, in the eyes of Prince Arthas, Baron Rivendell is more of a qualified father than his father. This baron takes almost every possible care of his son. Arthas believes that if Ori can be cured,
X, Baron Rivendell will never hesitate to give up everything.
But unfortunately, he chose the worst way.
"Oryx would not like to see you like this, Baron."
Alsace turned over and dismounted, his short golden hair swaying as he walked, his blue eyes staring at the baron in front of him, and he said in a deep voice:
"Put down what you are holding, Baron, that evil thing can't save Oryx! It's still too late to turn back now..."
When he saw Alsace, Baron Rivendell subconsciously turned around and ran away. However, when his name was called, the Baron's escape stopped in place. He turned his back to Alsace.
, after a moment, he reached out and took off his hood.
"Prince Alsace..."
The baron turned around and looked at the prince holding the warhammer with a pleading look. He said in a deep voice:
"You want to arrest me, you want to judge me, you even want to kill me, you can...but this crystal, I have to send it back to Oryx, it can save Oryx's life! I
I have seen it with my own eyes. This crystal can remove the shadows on my son and it can cure him!"
"Oryx is your friend too, isn't he?"
The baron's voice was sad and low. It was the gesture of a father risking everything to save his son. There was no need to pretend. That kind of pleading gesture made Alsace's questioning tone sway.
"I can understand you, Baron. I also want to save my friends, but not in this way. The thing in your hand is full of darkness and evil. How can this kind of thing save lives? You have been deceived,
Baron, take me to find those who deceived you, maybe... maybe we can find another way."
"I don't care about evil or justice, it can cure Oryx!"
The baron clenched his fists, his black eyes beating with stubbornness, and he shouted to Alsace:
"They promised me that I would cover for them and send those potion pots to various places in Stratholme. I sold my soul to the devil in exchange for this!
You can't stop me, Arthas!"
The shout turned into a complete roar in the wind blowing across the street corner. The muscles on Baron Rivendell's cheeks twitched. His left hand clenched the black velvet bag containing the crystal, and he put it close to his body.
pocket, and then his fingers slid to the hilt of the sword at his waist.
"Don't try to stop me, Arthas. The Holy Light you believe in can't save Oryx, and I don't want to lose my son just like this. I must save him at all costs!"
During the confrontation between the two sides, a dark voice beat in the Baron's heart.
"Earthly justice is coming to you, Rivendell. Because of the things you did to save your loved ones, he thinks you are an evil person and he wants to punish you. Most importantly, he is preventing you from saving your son.
..You and I both know that Oryx doesn’t have much time left.”
"Olix doesn't have much time left."
Baron Rivendell recited these words silently, and a feeling of anxiety rushed into his heart. He gritted his teeth and looked at the prince approaching him. He took a step back suddenly, and the long sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath. The sharp sword was unsheathed.
The blade of his sword was pointed at Alsace:
"Don't come here! Arthas, Oryx, my poor son, he doesn't have much time left... There is no time to waste, get out of the way! Let me pass! Otherwise, I will..."
"Bang"
The golden war hammer in the prince's hand hit the ground hard, and the bricks beneath his feet shattered at this moment. The rich holy light extended from Alsace's hands and wrapped around his arms. He looked in front of him.
Baron Rivendell, the chaotic light dancing in the baron's eyes could not be hidden from his eyes.
"You have been tempted, Baron Rivendell. I can't let you pass. I can't let you extend the darkness to Oryx again. Wake up!"
"You villain!"
Alsace's stubbornness made the Baron completely lose his patience. In the crazy venting of his inner emotions, he clenched the hilt of the sword and stepped forward. The beating blade whizzed towards the prince's arm, but when the blade came into contact
Before Alsace could reach him, he was knocked back by the warhammer held by the prince's hands.
Paladins are good at using heavy weapons, especially old-fashioned noble knights like Uther. They adhere to the original creed of knights and do not know how to use edged weapons, so war hammers have become their first choice.
As a disciple of Uther, Alsace's warhammer fighting skills are also very superb. Faced with the stabbing and slashing of the soul-deadly one-handed long sword in the hands of Baron Rivendell, the prince wrapped the holy light around his body,
In a ferocious manner, he waved the war hammer in his hand wantonly, and forced the baron back after just a few confrontations.
"Olysses is in danger, and you still stop me from saving him! Is this the justice you uphold? Bullshit!"
The baron seemed to be going crazy, roaring as he rushed towards Alsace again regardless of his own safety. His eyes were red, an abnormal and crazy mood was echoing in his heart, and the endless voice was in his heart.
Tangled up in him, he drove the baron to kill the young prince.
When the orcs retreated from Quel'Thalas, Baron Rivendell led the Stratholme garrison to fight the orcs. He was an excellent swordsman and had rich combat experience. He was worried about his loved ones.
Under the pressure, in just a moment, the baron's offensive became more and more sharp in this small alley back from the street.
"Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang"
The sharp swords and war hammers intertwined and collided. The figures of the two people came and went. Sparks from the friction of the weapons danced everywhere in the air. This life-and-death battle did not have too many bells and whistles, but more.
It is a pure contest of strength, and in this contest, the prince covered in holy light obviously has the advantage, and the baron's one-handed long sword is difficult to be perfect every time when faced with the collision of heavy weapons.
Avoid.
"The only thing that can save Oryx is the Holy Light, and it has always been in Oryx's heart!"
"Shua"
Alsace turned sideways and allowed the roaring baron's long sword to make a notch on his breastplate. He raised his left hand, and the rich holy light suddenly expanded in the palm of his hand, and the bright light was like a light arrow.
The beam of light that suddenly lit up in all directions caused the Baron's eyes to narrow subconsciously.
"It's not Oryx who needs to be saved...it's you!"
"Bang"
The whistling war hammer hit the baron's chest hard. Although the swordsman blocked his chest with his long sword at the critical moment, facing the bombardment of this pure heavy weapon, the fragile long sword was severed from the center.
, with a metallic clang, Baron Rivendell's figure was smashed backwards. He rolled in the air, and finally crashed into the pile of debris under the wall.
"Huh...huh"
Arthas took several breathless breaths, then quickly moved forward with his warhammer in hand. He walked to the messy pile of debris and looked at Baron Rivendell lying in the ruins. There was something on the baron's chest.
The wound scratched by the broken blade was stained with blood on his clothes. He was not seriously injured, but his eyes looking up at the sky became hollow and lifeless.
It was like he had lost all his will and persistence and turned into a walking zombie.
"I tried..."
The Baron was lying in a pile of dirty debris, looking at the sky aimlessly. When Alsace approached, the Baron whispered in a hoarse voice:
"I have tried all methods...holy light, magic...even the disgusting herbs of witches, I have tried them all...it doesn't work, it all doesn't work, your holy light can't save my son.
..”
"Holy light is not omnipotent! Why isn't it...why isn't it..."
The baron's voice choked up. He raised his bloody hands and covered his face. Alsace stood beside the baron and watched the baron sob silently. This is a real father, and a man can
How much pain and despair has he experienced when he sheds tears in front of outsiders?
For a moment, the sad and desperate atmosphere also infected Alsace. The young prince stood silently beside the desperate baron, holding the warhammer in both hands. For a moment, he felt powerless again.
He seemed to understand the crazy behavior of Baron Rivendell, the despair of the drowning man grasping at the last straw, although he could not accept this behavior.
"You can't just think that Oryx is experiencing pain and wantonly hurt other people..."
Arthas wanted to say something, but when he saw the ashen expression on Baron Rivendell's face, he suddenly realized how high-sounding his words were and how...disgusting.
Think about it another way, if your father was seriously ill, or if Jaina was seriously ill, would you be like Baron Rivendell and desperately want to seize the last hope?
Arthas was silent. He had already seen the ending... He would! There is no doubt that he would do the same thing as Baron Rivendell, or even more extreme things, to save his relatives, but
Can these things, these wrong things done for the sake of salvation, really be measured by pure justice and fairness?
Human nature is so complicated. In the adult world, is there really a distinction between absolute right and absolute wrong?
At this moment, in the dark alley of Stratholme City, Arthas, the young prince, and the young paladin became confused. He realized how pale the pure justice and truth he once insisted on...
.At Dalson Farm, when he saw the civilians being killed, he would be filled with indignation and would like to kill the culprit. But now, the culprit is right in front of him, but he can't do it.
Who is right and who is wrong?
"I can't judge you..."
Alsace bent down, lifted the desperate baron on his shoulders, and said in a deep voice:
"I am not qualified to judge you, Baron, but I will try my best to help Oryx. He is my friend. If he can recover one day, then... I will let him judge you. I am not qualified to do so.
.”
"You are a good boy, Alsace, you are..."
The baron whispered a few words, and then when Alsace tried to chain him, the baron suddenly stretched out his foot and kicked Alsace on the waist, kicking the prince who was caught off guard and flew out, and was suddenly attacked.
Arthas rolled twice on the ground. When he raised his head again, he saw Baron Rivendell being strangled by the neck by a demon that suddenly appeared and lifted into the air.
"Hahaha, I know that human beings are unreliable! Their thoughts will always be changed inexplicably."
Mal'Ganis stared at his black eyes, looking at Baron Rivendell struggling in his claws. The Nasrezim demon in green armor turned his head and looked at the man shooting up from the ground with a malicious look.
Prince of Alsace, he chuckled and raised the baron in front of him.
"Don't you want to save your son? Or do you "repent" after a few words about justice and justice? Stop making trouble, Rivendell, stop making trouble... You have no second choice
The road is open."
"But...it doesn't matter. Maybe your son won't be able to use it anymore, so I'll give it to you!"
The Dread Lord laughed wildly and clenched his fingers tightly. The black crystal placed in the Baron's pocket was crushed by the demon's claws at this moment, and the cold and corrupt power contained in it rushed into Baron Rivendell's body at this moment.
Inside, the baron let out a painful roar, and the moment the demon waved its claws, the baron was thrown out.
Arthas saw this scene. The young paladin roared and rushed towards the Dread Lord. The holy light in his body filled his body at this moment. Two bright wings burst out behind the prince, making the entire street
Filled with holy light.
But the moment his war hammer hit the demon, Mal'Ganis' huge body suddenly spread out, and amid the screams of black bats, the Dread Lord disappeared without a trace.
"Ha, little prince of mankind, I can smell your confusion. Stick to the pale justice in your heart and die here. Just like you can't save Rivendell, you can't save... yourself!"
"Click"
There was a muffled sound, and the frightened Alsace turned his head. Behind him, a cold body stood up from the ground. It was still the familiar face, but the baron's eyes had turned cold at this time.
An icy blue color, as he flipped his wrist, a frost sword made of ice appeared in his hand.
