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But he seemed to be too carried away, his flapping wings hit the roof hard, and miscalculating his flying space became the most fatal mistake he had ever made. The body's momentary loss of balance gave Rivendell the best chance. The sword in his hand drew a perfect slash, and with black blood splashing wantonly, Balnazzar fell heavily to the ground. He wanted to thank the devil's steel-like skin for preventing him from being killed directly, but the approach of death still frightened him. The giant sword hit the ground heavily. The baron's blow just now seemed to have exhausted his strength. When he reluctantly sat up with the sword, what he saw was that Xavier, Eligg and his party had already put them away. surrounded.

A bitter smile bloomed on Rivendell's face. This was a battle without a winner. Everything was accomplished under the control of the warrior of the Silver Dawn in front of him. When Rivendell saw Eligg's face full of complex expressions, he let out a low sigh,"Kill me. You, who was born in darkness, chose the light as your final resting place. I still choose you." Give the evil companion a fatal blow. What Rivendell said with his eyes lowered shocked everyone."At this moment, the power of darkness surrounds Eligg, but such darkness will not make people afraid. There is a touch of warm black, which is exclusive to Ailige

"You don’t understand what it feels like to be bathed in the light. Ever since I chose to follow the Silver Dawn, I feel like I have become my true self. This is something you, a puppet of darkness, can never do."Ellig said coldly, looking at Baron Rivendell's gradually fading eyes, it seemed that pity was superfluous. The Sword of Dawn penetrated deeply into his heart, and the dark red blood flowed along. The tip of the sword slowly flowed down, and the former ruler of Stratholme, now the Undead Baron, finally ushered in the last moment of his life,"Thank you, my brother."The baron who fell slowly closed his eyes peacefully, as if his soul could finally rest in peace. The last words Rivendell said made people have to question the relationship between Eligar and Rivendell , but no one raised any questions at this moment, because the leader of the Silver Dawn would eventually give the answer himself.

At this moment, Balnazzar, who was also seriously injured, was slowly moving his body. How could he escape his attempt to sneak away? Xavier's eyes. The black phantom swept past with the scream of death, and the devil's head hit the ground like a ripe fruit, leaving this world with all his secrets. Elig He wrapped Balnazar's head in a rag and said to everyone,"Leave here and return to the Holy Light Chapel. I want to tell Fording that Stratholme has ushered in true liberation."When Alig passed by Xavier, Xavier clearly felt that the dark aura on his body was once again replaced by silver light. Although he wanted to know why, this was the secret of the death knight. They did not Will tell anyone that these questions must be hidden in the heart.

Walking through the gorgeous bloody corridor filled with dazzling red, what comes into view are countless corpses. The fragments of undead and natural disasters set off the scattered limbs of the Scarlet Crusaders. There were incomplete internal organs, blood stained the ground, and the thick and foul smell of blood made people have the urge to vomit. The entire Stratholme became a veritable city of death. In the internal friction with the undead, both sides were hurt and the place became a city of death. The real reason is that after the undead natural disasters and the Scarlet Crusaders lost their commanders and became chaotic, these paranoid and manic bloody lunatics finally fulfilled their original vows under the banner of their Scarlet Army and died together with the undead. Obviously, this is very important for the madness. The bloody warrior in hatred is the best destination.

At this moment, everyone is following Eligg towards the gate of Stratholme, but their hearts are not at peace at all. No matter what life is, Xavier is peace-loving. Just like the confession under the holy light, he redeemed all the souls that could be redeemed. He silently prayed in his heart to save these souls who died in vain. When Xavier was still thinking about how to deal with the undead outside Stratholme, a team of people wearing silver The uniformed team appeared in this dead city. Seeing the dazzling silver, Xavier let out a sigh of relief. He knew that Fiora had successfully completed the mission. Obviously, his worries were unnecessary.

When they walked to Sta. When they arrived at the gate of Som, they were no longer greeted by hordes of undead and bloodthirsty Crusaders patrols. A tall man wearing silver armor with blond hair was spreading his arms and filling his eyes with dark brown eyes. He welcomed the heroes who fought against the undead disaster with righteous eyes."Gidwin, my big beard!""Fiora who was following him was already sobbing. Jidwin stepped forward and gave him a deep hug of relief."It's really good that you're okay. You know how worried I am about you.""You know, I'd be better off if you didn't pull my beard."Gidwin almost cried, and he hugged Fiora deeply as well. Maybe he wanted to prevent his jaw from hurting too much.

At this moment, the tall man walked up to Eligg first and pushed hard He patted him on the shoulder and looked at him with a gratified look,"You finally did it. Facing your former brother, you successfully saved his soul. The Holy Light will bless you forever.""Ellig was not happy at all when facing such a compliment. He said with a bitter look,"Lord Fording of the Holy Light, if I could choose again, I might let him go. Since you received the When I was appointed, I was always confused about what I should do. It was this confusion that kept me from taking the first step bravely. If it hadn't been for his arrival, I would still be wandering in confusion."As he spoke, Eligar pointed to Xavier beside him.

Old Fording, the legendary Silver Hand hero, held Xavier's hand vigorously, and his deep and charming voice sounded in Xavier's ears," We meet again, the special forgotten hero. Silver Dawn is forever grateful for your selfless service. Xavier was also affected by this kind yet majestic old man. He lowered his head and said humbly,"The natural disaster of the undead is our common enemy. Without your help, I would not be able to accomplish such a feat. The glory belongs to all those who fight against the undead." natural disaster people""You are very humble, but excessive humility will be unacceptable to others."Old Fording laughed, took Xavier's hand and said,"Now is the time to celebrate. The Holy Light's Hope Chapel is setting up a banquet to welcome our heroes."Everyone set off with brisk footsteps towards the Holy Land of the Silver Dawn, the Holy Light's Hope Chapel. Three days were enough for the Silver Dawn to complete the clearing of the outskirts of Stratholme. Since Fiora escaped to the Northland Post, The local Silver Dawn warriors immediately contacted the old Fording who was in the Holy Light Chapel, and a huge undead extermination team began to thoroughly clear out the outskirts of Stratholme. Without support from within Stratholme, the Silver Dawn just paid It is a small price to pay for this paradise of the undead to be forever peaceful. Now it is time for all heroes to go to the Holy Light Chapel to enjoy the moment of victory.

Looking back at the pastAfter Stratholme was liberated, Xavier's heart once again returned to that bloody dusk, where he witnessed the crazy massacre in a city filled with blood and corpses. The once kind-hearted prince of Alsace fell into madness at that moment. The deaths and betrayals that followed left a deep memory in Xavier's mind. After returning here again, Xavier still couldn't calm down. But in the midst of the joy at this moment, Xavier had no choice but to put aside all his worries and join in the celebration.

The Western Plague Land that had been cured at this moment was already a land of lush green trees. It should have had a cool and pleasant climate, but now it was a bit more scorching. It all started with a fire on the island of Cardano. The former Cursed Theological School, Scholomance College is now caught in a raging fire. Gading, the once arrogant principal of the Cursed Theological School, is being reduced to ashes along with his evil magic and this sinful place. Nathanomaris is looking at the fire like fireworks in summer. In this land filled with dark magic, everything will return to zero."I have fulfilled my promise, and the rest is up to you." Nathanomaris sighed as he looked far away in the direction of the Eastern Plaguelands. His mission is over, and he believes that Xavier's triumphant song will soon reach here. Although he does not like this Forgotten One, he still expects this, but what awaits Nathanomaris may be another one. A tragic fate. ① Side story: A friendship that shouldn’t have happened.

At this moment, the Holy Light Chapel was grandly welcoming the arrival of their hero. When Eligar placed Balnazzar’s head on the table, all the Silver Dawn warriors let out a burst of surprise. call. Eligar said loudly to everyone,"This is the true face of Dathrohan, the leader of the Scarlet Crusade of Stratholme!" Eligar's speech shocked everyone, and Old Fordring tremblingly held up Balnazzar. Looking at his head carefully, his memory seemed to go back to the years when he was a warrior with the Silver Hand. The Dathrohan he knew was a fiery but upright warrior under the Holy Light."When did you know that Dathrohan was Balnazzar," Old Fordring muttered to himself, still not believing that this was true.

Eligg looked at the hero of the Silver Dawn, and only now did he realize that this legendary figure also had a fragile side. But he still said the answer loudly to everyone,"Since the Scarlet Crusaders stationed in Stratholme, they have divided themselves with the undead and ruled without infringing each other. I felt that there must be a problem. Although the Scarlet Crusaders are all A group of crazy guys, but they are the natural disasters of the undead and are the biggest enemies of the world. Why can we live in peace with them? This is a problem in itself." Eligg stared at everyone present, looking at their eyes one by one as if they wanted to It was as if they found something in their eyes. When his eyes passed Xavier's, he stopped. He said loudly,"Originally I just suspected that there were some hidden secrets in Stratholme. It was not until his appearance that all the fog was solved." Allig pointed at Xavier and all eyes were focused. In Xavier's case, if the Forsaken could blush, then his face at this moment must be more than the morning sun.

I heard Ellig say again,"With Xavier's help, I witnessed with my own eyes the moment when Dathrohan turned into the fearful demon Balnazzar. Only then did I know that this demon had been manipulating the blood. The Crusaders caused our former brothers to fall into the endless abyss. Now everything has passed, and the dawn of Stratholme has finally arrived." Eligg's voice was full of emotion, making old Fording shed tears for him. The fallen comrades shed tears in memory. He held the Heart of Dawn high, and the silver holy light illuminated everyone's heart, and also brought everyone to an epic memory, bringing everyone to the memory that once belonged to old Fording.

On the red earth, dry sand grains rolled in the wind, and under the burning purple-red sunlight, the earth seemed to have lost its vitality. The guards of the Holy Light Chapel not far away were all standing ready, as if some danger was coming."Where is this place?" Xavier muttered, and the black phantom behind the red sand told Xavier the answer. A whole team of black-armored knights quickly surrounded the place. The leader of the black-armored knight slowly took off his black-armored mask, revealing a heroic face. If not for the pale face without a trace of blood and brown-black eyes. Without the luster of life anymore, Xavier would surely have thought he was a human being."Who is he?" Voss asked from the side, and Xavier realized that everyone had been brought here. Old Fording's thick and gentle voice sounded again,"This is the memory of the Holy Light Chapel, a place where countless heroic souls sacrificed their lives. We come back here again just to remember the past and pay high respect to the fallen warriors."