The performances by Fording and Darien are very exciting.
After knocking down Darien with one punch, Fording gained the upper hand and grabbed Darien by the collar, jumped up high with him, and slammed him to the ground.
Boom.
The holy light enveloped Darien and fell like a meteor. With an earth-shattering loud noise, the ground shook and a large crater with a depth of three meters was created.
A large amount of smoke rose up, and Darien lay at the bottom of the pit, his life or death unknown.
Many adventurers in the Holy Light's Hope Chapel were shocked. Fording's strength was so terrifying. Everyone talked about it and admired Fording.
Darien, who was lying at the bottom of the pit, was secretly surprised. When had a big pit been dug here? It was also disguised and explosives were secretly planted. Could it be done by the Forsaken?
Darien peeked over and saw the Blighter carefully putting away the remote control.
Not far away, a group of green-skinned goblin cameramen were busy recording Fording's feats with goblin cameras. After this battle, Fording's reputation will surely spread throughout Azeroth.
However, Fording's performance was not over yet. He straightened his chest and abdomen, took a deep breath, gathered powerful holy light in his right fist, like a small sun, and punched three hundred death knight students in the distance.
A bright wave of holy light passed over the Death Knights.
Fording's position was more than a hundred meters away from the Death Knights. Looking at the three hundred Death Knight students, they were still standing there, as if nothing had happened.
When all the adventurers were puzzled, Darien used necromancy magic to secretly convey the order: "Everyone lie down."
Three hundred death knight students received the order, including men and horses, and a large area fell down.
The adventurers were shocked. Fording's strength was so terrifying. He killed three hundred death knights with just one move. No one could match this level of strength.
Afterwards, Fording followed suit and punched from afar, targeting the three thousand Forgotten people led by the Blighter. More than half of the Forgotten people fell down like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
Sharp-eyed adventurers noticed that the fallen Death Knight students and the Forsaken were unscathed. After all, the undead were different from the living, and there would be no scenes of blood all over the ground.
Of course, this doesn't mean anything. It can only prove that Fording's strength has reached the point where he has returned to his original nature, and he can eliminate the enemy without destroying his body.
The goblins not far away were particularly excited, realizing that big news was coming, and the flashlights flashed one after another, illuminating Fording's resolute face.
"Fording's performance was too exaggerated, and the Blighter actually cooperated with him to act recklessly."
Darian was extremely dissatisfied, knowing that it was his turn to perform, so he took this into consideration.
Darien, who was unscathed, deliberately made himself embarrassed and stood up pretending to be weak, with a look of despair on his face:
"Give up, death knights. We can't win. The Holy Light's Hope Chapel is a special place. It's full of holy light. We have no hope of winning."
This is Darien's deliberate revenge on Fording, telling everyone that it's not that Fording is super strong, but that this place is special, which minimizes Fording's strength.
Many adventurers nodded after hearing this, thinking that this is just right. It is said that although Fording is strong, he should not be this strong.
Fording is an important general of the Silver Hand. When he fought against the orcs, he was in his prime and the strongest in his life. Unfortunately, Fording behaved like a coward.
If it had been one-tenth of its strength back then, the orcs would have been driven back to their hometown long ago.
Fording hated Darien so much. How long had he been preparing for this performance? He asked with an unhappy expression:
"Son, your father was just my worst younger brother back then, but he was still a warrior. It's a pity that you didn't learn anything from him. Now you have become the enemy that your father has been fighting for all his life.
Like that coward, Arthas, you allow yourself to be swallowed up by darkness and hatred, and you torture and kill those miserable people to satisfy yourself!"
"Damn Fording!"
Fording actually openly belittled his father. Darien couldn't bear the anger in his heart, but he didn't know how to refute it. The cunning Fording continued to add:
"Your master knows what is under this chapel. That's why he didn't show his face. He sent you here just to let you die. Darien, this power belongs to me now and will always be with me."
Darien admired Fording a little. This guy was so thick-skinned and told lies in every detail. Many adventurers showed such expressions. Out of respect for the strong man, they worshiped Fording even more.
The goblins on the side couldn't hide their excitement and wrote down Fording's words verbatim.
Before Darien could refute, Fording continued:
"What you feel now is the pain of thousands of lost souls, those souls brought by you and your death knight troops. They triggered the powerful holy light deep underground in the Holy Light's Hope Chapel. The power of the holy light is in our
The reverberation in your body will tear you apart, Darien!"
"This old guy is finished." Darien was so angry that he knew it was the turn of the Lich King played by Tyran to appear, so he said to Fording unwillingly:
"Sparse your words, old man, this is the last time you will incite rebellion against me."
Fording smiled sinisterly and pointed behind the Wither:
"Kid, look what that is?"
Hundreds of elite royal guards gathered around the Blighter. They were still standing after Fording took action. In the center of the elite royal guards, a bright holy light suddenly appeared.
It was a cage made of holy light, and the holy light formed a chain that tightly bound a figure.
Seeing the figure's face, Darien was shocked: "Father! Ah, this is betrayal."
Alexandros opened his eyes weakly, and the ropes of holy light were like poisonous snakes, piercing his undead body riddled with holes. This was a huge torture to the undead creatures.
Darien was furious and wanted to rush over to rescue his father, but was stopped by Old Fording.
Old Fording smiled sinisterly and said in a voice that only two people could hear:
"As long as I snap my fingers, your father will be finished and reduced to ashes. Yes, this is a conspiracy. As smart as you are, you should know how to cooperate with me to get the Ashbringer."
Afterwards, Fording took the initiative to get out of the way and announced loudly:
"That is the image of your father. His soul is still watching you silently. Go, child, give up your dark path and accept your father's gift."
Darien had no choice but to come to his father. The dim Ashbringer appeared in his hands. Alexandros whispered weakly:
"Darian, the real master of the Silver Dawn attacked me secretly, and we were fooled. This was all a conspiracy of old Fording, just to draw you and me out and use our failure to build momentum for Fording."
Darien was crestfallen and asked, "Father, what should we do?"
Alexandros sighed helplessly:
"I placed a curse on the Ashbringer. Fordring couldn't get it, so he tortured me cruelly. Now I give the Ashbringer to you and use it to exchange for your peace."
Alexandros finally couldn't hold on any longer and turned into ashes under the holy light.