Dawn of Lordaeron

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Varian raised his head and subconsciously called Tirion's name, but when he saw the unfamiliar and familiar armor, he knew that the person in front of him was not the high lord.

"If you have any questions, we will ask later. We don't have much time. Gul'dan has already summoned other high-level generals in the legion. Now is our only chance to leave."

The ash messenger in Arthas's hand was burning with golden flames. There was no threat to the demon guards in front of him, even Gul'dan himself was nothing, but the position in front of the tomb of Sargeras was too dangerous.

Hearing this voice, Varian's expression changed again and again. He took two steps forward. When he really saw the familiar face, the whole person was in a state of extreme doubt and confusion, and he was trapped in a siege. The crisis is forgotten in the back.

But... a second Gul'dan has appeared in this world, and there shouldn't be a problem with a second Alsace, right?

After using this reason to convince himself, Varian stood side by side with Arthas and asked in a deep voice, "All the Alliance troops have been withdrawn. Do you have any other way to leave?"

"It would be better if there was help from a wizard, but at the moment, we obviously have to rely on ourselves." Arthas put his hand on Varian's shoulder, and the blessing of the holy light poured into Varian's body.

The exhaustion and pain of the successive battles disappeared instantly, and it also increased his strength. Varian moved his body to adapt to the state of rising strength.

"Unexpectedly, at this time, the person who appeared next to me turned out to be you." Sarah Maien in Varian's hand once again synthesized a two-handed sword. Just now, due to physical exhaustion and offensive agility, he turned it into Disassembled into two swords.

"At least it saved your life, didn't it?" Arthas chuckled softly, and the blade of the Ashbringer in his hand raised. "Time is running out, Varian, I will cover you and kill as many as possible. demon."

Varian raised his sword eyebrows. He didn't understand Alsace's request, but killing these damn demons was an irresistible thing in itself.

"Don't worry about Gul'dan, his fel magic won't fall on you." Arthas fixed his gaze on the orc warlock hiding behind the demon army.

After being stared at by Arthas, even under the fel shelter of the Tomb of Sargeras and the protection of the demon army, Gul'dan still smelled the breath of death.

His feet involuntarily took a step back. He didn't know the human who appeared suddenly, but he could clearly perceive the dangerous aura exuded by Arthas-this guy was one of the strongest humans he had ever seen. Even the archmage Khadgar is not necessarily stronger than him.

Varian stepped on his feet, and the whole person leapt up. With the blessing of Alsace's light, he felt a steady flow of power in his body, which allowed him to use his killing skills unscrupulously.

Salamaine could barely see a vague shadow in his hand. Varian's figure shuttled back and forth among the demons, each sword capable of knocking down a demon guard.

The spears and great swords of the demons were either parried and dodged by Varian, or bounced off by the holy light shield flashing from his body. Varian was completely a powerful wolf rushing into the flock.

However, the number of demons still has the absolute upper hand. Varian's bravery did not make the cold-blooded demon guards back down. They began to orderly try to surround Varian again, and other demons surrounded Arthas. .

Arthas snorted. Although he usually fights with a warhammer, in fact, he is best at sword skills. The fighting skills that Muradin taught Arthas, plus his own insight and practice, he has already Is the youngest weapon master in mankind.

Not to mention, the Silver Hand, as well as the powerful alliance warriors such as Varian and Muradin from another world, have studied with Arthas. Arthas constantly learns from his strengths and makes his sword skills almost perfect.

In his hand, the sword was an extension of his arm. Even if he was waving a tall Ashbringer, Arthas's flexibility could not be weakened in the slightest. He fought against the demons in a combat style that was diametrically opposed to Varian.Read the book www.yshuobaxs.com

Varian’s offensive is like a ferocious wolf. What he pursues is absolute practicality and efficiency. This is the superb martial arts Varian has honed in the arena and various life and death situations.

Each of his swords pursued high-efficiency killing, and Saramane always killed him with one blow, and did not give the devil any chance to fight back.

And Alsace's sword, like the hammer, never deflected, never wavered, the blade fell, either cut off by the blade of the Ashbringer, or burned to ashes by the burning holy light.

"seventy two."

The ash messenger swept across, and the eruption of holy light was like a burst of flames, sweeping out a fan-shaped open space in front of Arthas.

Hundreds of demon guards had nothing to do with Arthas and Varian.

"Kill these two humans!" Gul'dan paused his wand fiercely. The sharp end of the wand even pierced the rocky ground, but his rough movements showed his guilty conscience.

The generals of the Burning Legion have not yet arrived. He is really afraid that the strange human holding the Ashbringer will kill all these demon guards before killing himself.

Gul'dan knew very well that the Burning Legion was just using himself, and he had to show his worth. Otherwise, for the Burning Legion that had opened the astral portal, he was just a discarded child that could be thrown away at will. .

Arthas shook his sword, and the spilt light burned another demon corpse under his feet into slag, "Ninety-nine...Varian, step back."

Varian didn't know why, but he pushed away the demon in front of him and backed away.

Just when he was puzzled, a dark portal opened behind him, which seemed to be connected to an endless abyss. Arthas shouted at Varian, "Enter the portal, hurry!"

Although this portal exudes an extremely ominous and evil aura, Varian walked in without hesitation, because this was his most trusted friend. If Arthas wanted to harm him, there was no need for him. The devil's hands rescued him.

When Varian left, Arthas spotted Gul'dan's position, and six slightly illusory light wings suddenly appeared behind him. The light wings slammed, and they broke into particles and dissipated, and Arthas almost melted A phantom was made, bursting out at a speed that Gul'dan could not see at all.

But the orc warlock was not unprepared. He grinned, and the long-hidden fel magic in his right hand slammed Arthas's chest, but the magic that should easily kill mortals was like a stream of water hitting a rock. Resisted by Arthas' breastplate.

The shocked Gul'dan didn't even notice the dissipated light and runes on Arthas's armor, and Arthas held his extended right hand.

The prince of Lordaeron said calmly, "Let you also taste the taste of broken bones."

A violent burning sensation came from the wrist, and the golden light crack spread rapidly from the place he was held by Arthas, and Gul'dan's filthy body and soul were immediately tortured by the severe pain and was going crazy.

"What?! No!"

However, just as the energy of this holy light spread to Gul'dan's entire right arm, a thick ray of fel energy shot from the portal, and Arthas threw away Gul'dan without hesitation, and opened the holy light. The shield blocked the fel impact, and he flew back into the portal by the impact.

"Fortunately for you."