Chapter 732

Hearing tyran's counterattack, Ethan Lane's eyes flashed a shivering light, and his staff knocked heavily on the ground,

"Enough! Teran fordin, you are the Lord of the bloody crusade. You are shouldering the expectations and hopes of this land. How can you abandon your responsibilities so casually? Come back with me! And this messenger, hum, a fake, arrest him and try him

Four tall, bloody officers behind Ethan lean came towards me with weapons in their hands. I moved my fingers, and two daggers were beating in my hands like fish.

This is the spoils of my adventure in the burning plains. I got them from the Blackstone orcs who succumbed to the rule of the black dragon. Er, it's a bit exaggerated, but these two daggers are real magic weapons. Although I always use them to stun my opponents, it doesn't mean they haven't tasted blood.

Frankly, I'm not afraid of these four guys. As long as I want to go, no one can stop me, but Taran, I can't leave him here, especially when it's only a step away from meeting his father.

All I try to do is for now, although I have become a rich man, but... At least now, I am still an assassin.

The best gift for those who underestimate assassins is

"Poof"

The bloody officer who first raised his weapon wanted to rush towards him. The consequence of his reckless action was that there was a wound on his neck, a wound that completely cut off his throat. From the jump of the shadow, I easily came to his back, just like I did on the battlefield for countless times. With a slight stroke, a life ended.

Yes, death.

The best gift for those who underestimate assassins is death.

"Putong"

The guy covered his bleeding throat and knelt down on the ground. He was at a loss about what he wanted to seize. Maybe he wanted to seize life or his confession, but there was no hope.

I coldly looked at the guy who fell at my feet. He was not the first life I killed, and he would not be the last. He was just a phantom that I could forget at any time, and it was not even worth me staying for him for too long.

Ten fingers dancing, two sharp snake daggers dancing at my fingertips, I looked at three people around me, I killed one with my own advantages, but the remaining three won't give me a chance to disappear, so I have to fight next.

On the other hand, the negotiation between tyran and isenlein has also broken down. Paladins are waving forehead weapons mixed with hot holy light, and they are fighting with isenlein, who controls holy magic. I don't think much of tyran, because he is too young, and his combat experience is not as rich as mine. His opponent is a hero who survives in the orc war, After the test of the war of the dead.

It's hard for him to win. Even if Ethan leen is a little bit vicious, it's hard for tyran to save his life.

But old Fuding... Old Fuding didn't know all this, he was still anxiously waiting for his son to return, even didn't know his son was in danger.

dog shit! This is the most disgusting thing!

Why do I come across such a bad thing every time!

It's like this in burning plains, it's like this in Stormwind, it's like this in Fairwood forest, it's like this in winter spring valley, it's like this!

I'm fed up with it. I can't watch another precious life die in front of me. It shouldn't be his fate!

So

"Get out of here!"

I yelled at the bloody officer who stopped me in front of me. The dagger in my hand was thrown out by me. I flew to the guy on the left side of my body and beat him back. I held the remaining dagger in my hand. I blocked his hammer with my arm.

they hurt!

dog shit! It hurts! My arm may be broken, I heard the sound of the broken bone, but it doesn't matter, I got close to him.

The dagger of his left hand stabbed him three times. His strong body suddenly lost all its strength and fell to the ground, but the guy forced from behind hit me with a hammer.

they hurt!

The hammer mixed with the holy light made me feel like I was hit by a red iron. A sense of fishy sweetness escaped from the corner of my mouth. It should be blood, but it doesn't matter.

With the help of the thrust behind him, I rushed to tyran. The poor guy's weapon had been hit by Ethan leen's magic. His whole body was full of wounds, which were the wounds of the holy light. This healing power also had a violent side. At the moment I pushed tyran out, Ethan leen's magic, the white light gathered into a light hammer, It hit me on the chest.

"Poof"

Blood can no longer be blocked by teeth, I feel warm things sprayed on my face, I feel like a torn doll, I can't feel my body, even the pain.

I was flying in the air, and then fell on the ground, I opened my eyes, and saw tyran, tyran fell on the ground, and Ethan lean walking towards him.

"Taran... I thought you would be my best disciple, but I didn't expect that you would also be on the road of betrayal. If the faith is not pure enough, it's useless to keep you. Let's go to accompany your father, the traitor who betrayed the light."

"No! My father is not dead! You lied to me, Ethan leen, you hypocritical liar. You are just dreaming of ruling this land. You will never succeed! "

"Not dead? Tirion Fordring? Stupid

Ethan lean is holding up his staff. The dazzling light has gathered at the top of his staff. I struggle to climb to Taran. I want to save him, but

I can't help it. I'm too weak.

Ethan leen such existence, or I cannot defeat, he is too strong.

"Traitor is not worthy of pity, Taran. Go to death with your last crazy illusion. After I have purified this land, you will be despised forever as a traitor, just like your poor father."

"I will win. I never doubted that."

I closed my eyes and prayed for a miracle to Elune, the moon god. Taran should not die here. He should not

"Get your dirty hands off my son!"

"Bang!"

The sound of a violent drink and a collision of weapons made me suddenly open my eyes. I saw a dazzling golden light coming out of the forest, hitting Ethan lean's magic shield accurately, and flying the powerful and unshakable priest out in a panic.

It's a war hammer.

A hammer that engraved on the Lordaeron emblem, I recognized it, and it was placed between a shovel and a pickaxe, yes, it was the hammer.

Here comes old Fordring!

Thanks to Elune. He's here.

My last insistence paid off. I felt very weak. I saw old Fordring appear like a hero, wearing a shabby silver armor, just like he did when he was on the battlefield.

I saw tyran's emotion, the tears on his face, the reunion of father and son.

I saw Ethan leen's frightened eyes, and saw him stagger to his feet with a staff, but he was hit on the ground with an angry old fording's hammer.

I saw... I saw what I wanted to see, the ultimate beauty.

Ah, I'm so tired... I have to have a rest.

Tired and upwelling, I see the warm light of the black coast, the beautiful and sleepy calm under the quiet darkness, the sea breeze of the misty sea, and the sea breeze with fishy sweetness. I will go to sleep.

Yes, it's a place to calm my mind.

It's time for me to go to sleep.

Taran shakes my body. I see his painful and anxious face. I see his open and closed mouth. But what does he want to say? I can't hear it.

Maybe thanks. No, No.

This wonderful story is enough.