Warcraft novel series

"Suvios, my teacher, has the darkness completely enveloped your heart, and have you never awakened?"Alig showed a trace of sadness. At this moment, he was still facing Xavier, not wanting his friends to see his fragile side. But the trembling voice betrayed him, and he only heard him say,"You were once so Loyal to your people, you are a hero against natural disasters……""Enough, put away your long-winded advice. When those hateful villagers personally sent their heroes to the gallows, my heart died. Now I am just a death knight and traitor under the Lich King. Come and talk to me with your sword."Suvios rudely interrupted Eligar's story. He didn't want to mention the past. The rune sword glowing with dark light pressed hard on Eligar's Sword of Dawn. The two swords When they met, Eligg had clearly felt the strong pressure the other party put on him, and couldn't help but take a few steps back. This small flaw was immediately caught by Suvios, and he punched hard with his left hand. It hit Eligar hard on the face, and the splashing blood was like the only color in the dim sky. Eligar fell heavily to the ground. In addition to the exclamations of Xavier and others, Su Wei greeted him. Os's ridicule. At this moment, Xavier and others could only watch the duel between the two men quietly. Neither Gidwin's heavy hammer nor Vos's magic arrow could break this magical barrier. As for Xavier's Death The Forgotten One did not try the scythe. It seemed that he just wanted to be a spectator and pay attention to this battle that belonged to Eligar. The old death knight gently wiped the blood stained on the armor and laughed mockingly. ,"What's wrong, Eliger, is this the power you got in exchange for your return to the Holy Light? What a stupid power it is. Quick reactions and excellent predictions should be your strengths. Is it possible that a life that is too comfortable has made you tired?" Have you forgotten your fighting instinct?"Eliger struggled to stand up with his hands on the ground. A line of blood streaked across his pale cheek. Anger briefly filled his cheek, but was replaced by pity in an instant. Eligar looked at Su with resentful eyes. Vios seemed to be meeting his former teacher for the first time. When the empty voice came out of his mouth, Suvios frowned slightly,"Teacher, please allow me to call you this again, Rui." When Wendell fell in front of me, I knew that sooner or later I would have to face you, teacher. Death is indeed terrible, but I think what Rivendell finally gets is eternal relief.""shut up!"Suvios interrupted Eligo's ramblings. He pointed the black rune sword in his hand at Eligo and said,"Remember when you and Rivendell were training under me, you were always the loser. In fact, you The strength is above him. But your heart has never been filled with darkness. Pity and kindness are weak things. Fear and betrayal are the source of strength. You never seem to understand. Let me teach you what it means. fear!"Suvios smiled coldly. There was a hint of emotion in that smile, but he seemed to have decided to use actions to teach his beloved disciple how to fight. The rune sword entwined with dark magic stabbed in a very fast way. It stabbed directly at Eligar's chest. Eligar tried his best to take a half step back and used the swing of his hind leg muscles to sink his body to avoid the sword. However, the rune sword attacking Eligar suddenly changed from stabbing to cutting.. The horizontal cut left a dark sword mark on Eligar's silver-white breastplate. Eligar, who barely escaped the blow, did not escape his bad luck because of this. The sword energy that came towards him contained a lot of energy. With dense dark magic, Eligar's every parry became more and more difficult. The increasing number of wounds made him lose the courage to fight. When the Sword of Dawn and the rune sword of Suvios intertwined, there was a brief spark. After shining, the sword of light that once killed Baron Rivendell lay quietly on the ground not far away, seemingly waiting for the same fate as its owner. The rune sword shining with dark magic gently touched on Eligar's throat. Although Eligar could not see the expression of the sword's owner at this moment, the shadow of death had never been so close to him. However, the owner of the dark rune sword did not thrust the sword in because of this. Suvios slowly withdrew his sword and looked at Eligar carefully, as if he wanted to find something in Eligar's eyes shining with justice. For a long time, no sound was heard, and Xia was outside the magic barrier. The voices of Weir and others could not be heard here at all, which also gave the space at this moment a touch of tranquility. Suvios' puzzled expression finally turned into a question and rushed out,"Maybe you are right, I once I love my people so much that for this reason I once fought against the fallen Prince of Alsace. For the safety of my people, I can charge on the battlefield at all costs. The followers of the Cult of the Damned tried to recruit me to join their ranks, but I flatly refused."Speaking of this, Suvios's eyes dimmed a little, and the inexplicable sadness made his hands tremble a little. This was originally a good opportunity for Eligar to fight back, but this bright paladin didn't seem to want to do this. He remained dumbfounded. Kneeling in front of Suvios blankly, as if listening to the master's last teachings, the memory brought both of them back to the memories. Under the bright sunshine, shining on the land of Lordaeron, the middle-aged warrior was sitting on the grassland on the outskirts. While teaching two young boys how to use swords, one of them, a handsomely dressed boy, lay flat on the ground panting heavily and kept muttering,"Just take a rest, I'm almost exhausted.""The other boy, whose linen coat was now soaked with sweat, sat on the ground and let the juice of the grass stain it and ignored it."Ellig, Rivendell, if you still want to become a Paladin, stand up. Continue training. Next month's Arena of Lordaeron will be a good opportunity for you to show off your talents. King Terenas, Prince Arthas, and Lightbringer Uther will all be present. You are very likely to join the glorious Silver. Knights," the middle-aged soldier reprimanded the two unsatisfactory young men. Among them, Eligg was the first to stand up and said with a heavy breath,"Yes, Teacher Suvios."Picked up the wooden sword on the ground and rushed towards his mentor. Unfortunately, the huge gap between the two made Eligar fall to the ground again, but his tenacious character allowed him to stand up again after falling down countless times. On the other hand, Rivendell, who was lying on one side, spent a long time in ink before getting up. All this was seen in Suvios's eyes, and he sighed helplessly. This boy who was born as a noble lacked a kind of perseverance. Although he also trained very hard and accepted his own teachings humbly, the squeamishness in his bones still made him lag far behind Eligar. The arrival of dusk announced the end of the day's training, and many servants served Rui Wendell got on the carriage exclusive to the nobles. Looking at Rivendell walking away, Eligg felt an inexplicable loss in his heart. Maybe this was the benefit of power. He spat hard, As the gradually yellowing dust disappeared into the dust, the young Eligg was an orphan. He was adopted by Suvios since he was a child and swore to become a paladin of the Silver Hand. Originally, life had been going on peacefully. , until one day, Mr. Suvios, who came back from the Silver Hand headquarters, brought Rivendell, the heir of Stratholme, the son of a nobleman. At that time, everything changed. This nobleman from Zou Hua actually harbored the same aspirations as himself. The goal is obviously unacceptable to Eligar, but the fighting skills of this little noble are not as good as his own, which makes Eligar feel a little more balanced. In the unprecedentedly prosperous Silver Hand Arena, Eligar relied on his excellent combat skills to win Everyone respected him, but this little nobleman from Zou Hua made all his efforts come to nothing. Although he was promoted to a reserve knight of the Silver Hand, this was enough to make Eligg happy for a while. But this little noble The news that the nobleman's father was accidentally killed in the war to control the plague made the original protagonist suddenly become nobody. Everyone's love was given to Rivendell, and he was officially appointed as Stratholme. The owner of the second largest city after the capital Lordaeron, applause and sympathy belong to this somewhat weak little nobleman, and Eligg has nothing left. Jealousy is spreading crazily in his heart like poisonous weeds. Poor. Eligg locked himself in a small room alone, and tears of reluctance flowed down one after another. Perhaps this was the only way to make him feel better. At this moment, the voice of his kind adoptive father, or someone who could call him master, illuminated his small and dark heart."Remember, a true knight under the Holy Light will never regret and cry because of a little jealousy. The Holy Light of love is looking at us. Open your heart to experience the teachings of the Holy Light. You will always It's my pride."