"I regret it." The Paladin said hoarsely. Arthas noticed with a shudder that Uther had tears in his eyes. "Your father, I, and even Nathanos didn't realize that you had already

On the road of no return. Until you stubbornly rushed forward blindly. In Hearthglen, you chose to betray others! In Stratholme, you chose to sacrifice others. I was really stupid. Nathanos and I still had nothing to do after that.

I’m praying you realize your mistake.”

Alsace forced a smile, and the two began to confront each other. "Really? That was really unexpected."

"This is the promise I made to your father, the man to whom I am loyal. Even though his biological son killed him when he was defenseless and defenseless, I will let his body be respected."

"You will die for your promise."

"It's possible." Uther didn't seem to care. "I am willing to die for my oath. I am so glad that Nathanos is not here, and I am so glad that he will not see what you have become."

These words made Arthas... heartbroken. He had not expected this reaction. The prince was stunned, his inner emotions fighting fiercely. Uther used his hesitation to preemptively strike.

"For the Holy Light!" He roared angrily, slamming the warhammer at Alsace with all his strength. The golden weapon struck so fast that the sound of the wind tearing through the air could even be heard.

Arthas was almost hit, and he barely dodged away, feeling the air flow swept by the war hammer hitting his face. Uther's expression was calm and focused... and revealed murderous intent. It was his duty to prevent the spread of evil.

Alsace roared wildly and struck down with his sword.

Uther's war hammer blocked the edge of the sword. The two began to exert force. They were almost face to face, and the muscles in their arms trembled with force, until Uther roared and pushed Arthas back. The young prince

Staggering a few steps, Uther advanced step by step. His face was calm, but his eyes were fierce and decisive, as if he believed that he would win. This absolute confidence shook Alsace. His attack was also very powerful, but he was hesitant and panicked.

"That's it, boy!" Uther yelled loudly. In an instant, Arthas was horrified to see the brilliant light outline the outline of the Paladin. Not only the war hammer, but his whole body was glowing,

As if he himself is the Holy Light. "For the Holy Light!"

The warhammer suddenly fell and hit Alsace's abdomen. For a moment, he felt that the air in his internal organs was squeezed out by the impact. The armor on his body saved him, but the armor itself was also smashed by the blazing Holy Knight.

Out of the pit, Frostmourne flew out, and he struggled to get up.

The light surrounding Uther became even more intense, burning Arthas's eyes and even his soul, causing his face to twist in severe pain. When the crisis came, Frostmourne returned to his body of its own will.

In his hand, Arthas' mind was turbulent and he couldn't distinguish clearly. All he knew was that suddenly his hands clenched the hilt of Frostmourne's sword.

At this moment, Arthas saw the holy light surrounding Uther dim. But then Uther raised his war hammer again, preparing to launch the final blow.

But Arthas dodged and moved forward again. This time there was no hesitation, but full of excitement of battle. His attacks were watertight, not giving the Paladin any chance to breathe and adjust his offensive to launch a powerful blow.

Seer's eyes widened in surprise, and Alsace seemed to know how to deal with him.

'What should I do to defeat Uther, Nathanos?'

'Without the Holy Light, Uther is a powerful warrior. The most basic advantage of a warrior is strength, followed by the thick armor. Although the defensive ability is improved, it also sacrifices self-flexibility to a large extent. Want

To defeat him, you must be nimble, agile, and quick like a wolf.'

"But Uther is not a warrior, he is a paladin."

'It's not much different. Holy Light will not make a person perfect. On the contrary, it will only strengthen a person's advantages and make flaws more obvious. Even if he is infused with the power of Holy Light, Uther's fighting style only relies on strength.

The power suppresses the opponent.'

Yes! While Arthas was attacking desperately, he was madly affirming what Nathanos had told him. If Uther was a bear, then he couldn't compete with the bear for strength, but should be as cunning as a wolf. Frostmourne

Although it is a two-handed giant sword, it is so agile that it seems like it knows how to fight on its own, just like it suddenly returned to its own hands just now.

The blade hit Uther's shoulder, piercing the slit between the wrist guard and the shoulder armor, piercing deeply.

Uther groaned and took a few steps back. Blood spurted out from the wound. But Frostmourne longed for more. Then there was another sword strike, and Uther's breastplate could no longer protect him. Another strike, and the sword blades were separated.

His flesh and blood were broken. Lightbringer Uther's knees fell heavily to the ground, and his broken shirt was fluttering randomly. The blue-gold shirt symbolized the alliance for which he had dedicated his life. The blood flowed from his mouth and wet his beard.

, but there was no sign of surrender on his face.

"I will leave a place for you in... hell... Arthas." He coughed a few times.

"Then I tell you, Uther," Arthas said coldly, raising Frostmourne to prepare for the final blow. "I intend to live forever."

The rune sword stabbed straight down, piercing Uther's chest and penetrating the bright heart. The Paladin did not cry out in pain as Arthas thought. His wide eyes trembled, and his whole person calmly

, fell down silently...

…

"Hiss~" Nathanos trembled, and looked at the finger that was pricked by the arrow in shock. How could such pain make him nervous? What happened again? He looked up at the Tower of Windrunner.

The rangers who are training below are trained by the ranger captain Veronara. Alleria went to Silvermoon City to report to the Elf King about a possible upcoming war. He did not accompany him, but stayed to make a handy

Bow and arrow.

There was also a map of Eversong Forest in front of him. Nathanos didn't know how long the forest could maintain its appearance. He hoped that Arthas would not come here, but Lordaeron and Quel'Thalas were not far apart.
Chapter completed!