In the courtyard in front of Hearthglen Castle, Thrall and Eitrigg were hung on temporary scaffolding.
The gentle breeze blew the willows, the leaves rustled, and from time to time the whimpers of Thrall and Eitrigg could be heard.
Naaru's whispers echoed in Uther's ears. He looked at the two orcs on the scaffolding, and then at Barthras who raised his glass to him.
He must choose between the two.
The Naaru generally don't force people, so they gave Uther two choices.
The desperate people of Lordaeron prayed to the Holy Light, and their huge ambitions converged into a terrible torrent of thoughts, which constantly disturbed the Naaru in the void, making them tireless and unable to get peace for a moment.
They had two solutions and argued over them.
In the end, it was decided to leave the choice to the spokesperson of the Holy Light in Azeroth, the Lightbringer Uther.
The first option is to give Uther the ability to descend from the gods, defeat the evil existence in front of him, steal the Holy Light ascetic knight Barthras, save the so-called savior Thrall, and lead the orcs to destroy Hearthglen.
This power is temporary, but for righteous purposes, Uther can pray to the Holy Light and obtain similar powers. Of course, resisting Thrall's violence does not count as righteous purposes.
The condition is that Uther and the Knights of the Silver Hand must destroy the undead people of Lordaeron, otherwise they will lose the Holy Light forever.
The second option is to gain permanent and more powerful power. You can even confront the guardian Medivh, form an alliance with Barthiras, destroy Thrall and his orc army, and welcome Prince Arthas to inherit the throne.
Lordaeron was restored and reborn.
There are still many living people in Lordaeron, and decades of reproduction are enough to restore it to its former appearance. In this way, Uther is the real savior, a great man whose name will go down in history.
These two choices are so distinct that ordinary people will choose the latter without hesitation.
After all, being beaten by Thrall every day is not a happy thing.
Uther still remembers his first meeting with Thrall. It was in the castle of Durnholde. After a wonderful arena, Thrall, as the winner, got the opportunity to meet Uther. Thrall at that time was gentle and gentle.
, very polite and respectful to Uther.
After that, Thrall, who killed the human lord who raised him and escaped from Durnholde, gradually became famous and became the link between humans and orcs, winning countless food and materials for the orcs.
At that time, Thrall was very polite to Uther and wanted to make Uther his godfather more than once.
Later, Thrall became Uther's apprentice and treated Uther with courtesy, humility and prudence.
However, as the situation changed, especially after Thrall became the chief of the orcs and unified the orcs with great power, Thrall became more and more rude to Uther, even going to the point of punching and kicking him, and arbitrarily biting off a piece of him.
The point of meat.
Uther is full of resentment towards Thrall.
But he couldn't make the second choice, even if he was beaten by Sal every day.
Having strength does not mean being able to defeat the enemy.
Uther is not without courage, but the crimes he committed against the people of Lordaeron have become concerns in his heart.
Some people are used to going down the darkest road and never look back even if they hit the wall.
Unfortunately, Uther is exactly this kind of person. Just as he has been persuaded countless times by his subordinates, he still uses the aura of courage to send countless young people from Lordaeron into the belly of the orcs.
The second option is to make Uther admit his mistake, which is more uncomfortable than killing him.
Uther attaches great importance to his face, and is the kind of person who will never admit his mistakes until death. He has the same character as Guardian Medivh.
He chose the coming of the gods.
boom!
In the distant void, hundreds of Naaru chanted together and lowered the holy light together.
A pair of golden wings spread out from Uther's back, his feet were suspended in the air, and a golden light flashed across his eyes.
He felt the powerful power of the Holy Light. It is said that everyone has his own guardian angel. The power of the gods is enough to give humans the power to rival the gods. The power awakened by everyone is different. Uther's gods
The devil whose power is called light.
Barcellas did not show any surprise. He raised his eyebrows and took a sip of the wine.
"Uther, your choice does not surprise me."
"How do you know you have a choice?" Uther was stunned.
"Because Naru also gave me two choices." Barthras said lightly:
"The first option is to let Thrall and Eitrigg go and lead the orcs to conquer Hearthglen. Then I can replace you and become the leader of the Knights of the Silver Hand, the Lightbringer. The second option is for you to kill
Even if I die, Hearthglen will be destroyed."
Uther chuckled, proudly stated the choice he faced, and emphasized:
"It seems that Naaru is obviously kinder to me. Hearthglen is destined to be destroyed today. The orcs will definitely save the world, and you will only become a small dust and a heinous sinner. I, the great Uther, am destined to leave my name in history.
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"I would rather believe lies than save my own people. I am worthy of the dead of light."
The two people's bodies simultaneously erupted with huge power of holy light, and each condensed a giant sword that stood tall on the sky and the earth.
Two golden holy swords collided in the air, and the light exploded like rumbling thunder. Countless holy lights exploded and spread out, covering the entire Hearthglen with a thick layer of gold.
Uther took several steps back, obviously at a disadvantage, but the Holy Light continued to empower him, and Uther's strength continued to increase.
Fording from the back mountain looked at this scene with envy and regret.
Although he hated Barthilas for ruining his plan, he hoped that Barthilas could win so that there would be hope for Hearthglen, at least for the time being, and his wife and children would have a chance to survive.
Unfortunately, he has already seen that Uther, with the Naaru as his backing, is equivalent to having endless power. The Naaru will adjust Uther's strength as appropriate based on the strength of Barthilas.
Barthilas was doomed.
Sure enough, when the holy swords collided for the second time, it was Barcelas who retreated, his body shaking.
Uther took a deep breath, and his heart felt happy and joyful. He seemed to have seen victory before waving to him.
"hehe!"
Barcellas gasped for air, and he acted calmly, as if everything was expected.
"Uther, you probably don't know yet. There is no second choice at all. The Naaru have no ability to give you more power than the Guardians. The arrival of the gods is already the Naaru's limit. They know you too well. They know
You would make that choice and deliberately let yourself bear the sins of this life."
"Someone told me that I should win by any means necessary. If I lose, the people of Hearthglen will not survive. In order to win, I have to make myself despicable. Although the Naaru's power is endless, I will only win.
, my god is called, the hope of victory, I know how to win.
Barthras suddenly disappeared. This ability once killed the orcs to death.
"Little tricks."
Uther was not afraid of this ability. His eyes glowed with golden light, searching for Barthilas.
To Uther's expectation, Barthras did not sneak attack Uther.