Different from the simple chapel on the ground, the Holy Light Tomb covers an area of half an acre. It is densely packed with corpses of fallen heroes since the Second World War. At a rough look, there are probably no less than 50,000.
Soldiers sleep here
Regan floated in the tomb with the holy energy, and did not feel a hint of gloom and terror. Instead, he had the illusion of being bathed in the holy light.
"It seems that these warriors died a worthy death, and their souls will be blessed by the holy light," Regan thought in his mind
"If they are awakened again at this time, these heroes who have devoted everything to the alliance will inevitably fall into misery again. What is the difference between such behavior and the murderous Lich King who steals souls!"
Regan shook his head secretly and decided to give up the plan to awaken these heroic spirits. Even if he couldn't defeat Arthas, he would just follow Mr. Fordring and run away...
He had made up his mind and was about to cut off the connection with the Holy Energy, but found that this ray of consciousness could not be taken back no matter what!
"Damn it! What's going on..."
Regan couldn't help but uttered a curse word, and everyone around him was a little confused. They didn't know what he and those lying down were calling him.
Just when Regan was about to give up, that ray of consciousness suddenly trembled violently, and seemingly infinite energy was gathered towards it.
He quickly turned his perspective back to the underground, and saw a bright light in the tomb. A golden holy light shot out from each corpse, pointing directly at the ray of consciousness he had left. Many holy lights of different thicknesses slowly converged into a pure white light.
The holy power wraps up the object that can no longer be called consciousness and sends it back to the ground.
"What's this?"
Roxas yelled and pointed at the holy power floating in the air. Everyone looked at Regen in confusion, wondering how he could create a UFO down there.
"Don't look at me, I don't know what's going on." Regan shrugged helplessly, indicating that he had nothing to do with this thing.
However, this holy power that enveloped his consciousness floated in the air for a long time. It seemed that it had identified its owner below, and rushed straight towards Regen, got into his waist and disappeared.
Everyone was shocked by the astonishing speed, and entered Regan's body before they could stop them.
"Elune, here! Check to see if there are any injuries!" Sophie was the first to react and wanted to check the injuries worriedly.
"It's okay," Regen waved his hand to stop Sophie, and with a strange look on his face, he took out a thick book from his waist - it was the sacred book he obtained from the Death Mine.
I saw that the originally dim sacred instrument regained its glory, and there was a flow of brilliance on the wordless cover. The entire book exuded infinite holy energy, and slowly separated from Regen's palm and floated in the air.
"Holy light is above..."
Everyone around them gasped, and looked at Regen with even more different eyes. Even if none of them had seen the Holy Book, in this case, which fool would question its name?
Maxwell swallowed, his one eye full of envy: "Brother Regan, is this a reward from the heroes? My God, the only non-combat artifact in this plane... I am really jealous of you."
"Well, in fact... it is not our achievement just now," Regan explained with a headache. "I discovered it as early as half a year ago, but due to some reasons it lost the vitality of the artifact itself. It just so happened that it was collected by the Holy Spirit today.
Inspired by the power, it returned to its original appearance... Well, it seems to look much better than before..."
"We'll talk about the gossip later. What matters now is how to defeat the enemy in front of us." Darien interrupted the two people's useless greetings and raised his chin towards Tirion, who could no longer support himself.
"Yes, yes, let's see what has changed in the Holy Book. Is it the heroic spirits in the underground who have given us the inspiration to defeat Arthas?" Maxwell urged eagerly.
Regan nodded and opened the sacred book, but saw that there was not much change on the page, it was still the kind of incomprehensible text.
"No, there's nothing?" He reluctantly turned back two pages.
"How, has there been any change?" Maxwell asked anxiously
"It seems...wait a minute," Reigen continued to flip through the book without raising his head, as if something was guiding his fingers.
When he opened a page in the middle, as expected, several lines of golden text appeared on it. Unlike the other words, Reagan seemed to vaguely understand what it was saying.
"The...power of the Holy..." He chanted each one with difficulty, and put his fingers up to try to identify it more accurately.
However, just when his hand touched the words, a strange force came out of the book and hovered above his head like smoke. Before Regan could react, all the golden words made a "whoosh" sound,
Turned into a beam of light and penetrated his brain
just a moment
But in Regen's eyes, it felt like hundreds of millions of years had passed - he seemed to have seen the death and rebirth of countless worlds, from birth to destruction, from destruction to rebirth, the vicissitudes of life, unchanged forever.
Like a Titan, he walked in the dark universe, looking for his home planet Azeroth. However, after traveling across tens of millions of galaxies, a blue planet appeared in his field of vision.
The lives living there are very similar to humans. With their wisdom and courage, they stood out from the beasts that drank the blood of hair and blood, and established tribes with different cultural beliefs.
These human creatures revere their ancestors, worship nature, and are full of gratitude for the blessings of the planet; their tribes are getting bigger and bigger, and they have established countless states of various sizes.
However, with the process of these creatures exploring the world and the speed of technological development, they began to be unable to meet the existing resources and conditions - they began to cut down forests and destroy green spaces one by one, endlessly plundering energy from the planet, and developing
Develop props similar to gnome technology to more efficiently destroy the nature that gave birth to them
While frantically plundering the planet, these greedy creatures also started fighting among themselves, and any tiny resource could become a reason for them to fight.
Finally one day, the contradictions aroused to an irreconcilable level. They used their ultimate weapons to destroy most of the planet, and most of the living beings died.
The surviving creatures after the explosion were in panic all day long, and began to sincerely repent, hoping to be forgiven by nature; however, the universe never changed due to the prayers of ants - the answer to them was a huge meteorite flying across the sky.
The violent collision destroyed everything and wiped out all living things on the planet. However, the microorganisms brought by the collision began a new round of reproduction - just like the creation was dissatisfied and was torn down and rebuilt. Perhaps billions of years later, these
Living things can reappear on the planet, but we don't know if they will be reincarnated again?
Regan sighed and shook his head. He stretched out his hand to try to save those lost lives, but found that it was all in vain.
"Everything is empty, nothing lasts forever," Regan muttered to himself in confusion. Looking back, he saw only darkness, as if he was the only one existing in the entire universe.
"My heart is in me, I am the universe"
A voice came slowly, seeming to answer his incomprehensible question
Regen nodded towards the void and closed his eyes with enlightenment.
——"Creak"
The ground under Tirion's feet made a sound like glass breaking, and the bones in his body also started a new round of protests. The old knight frowned unconsciously.
"Lord Fording, are you unable to hold on any longer?" The Lich King gradually increased his strength in his hand, and there was a heart-breaking friction sound where the two swords came into contact.
"Don't worry," Tirion gritted his teeth and pushed the Ashbringer back. "If I don't kill this inhuman thing like you, my old bones will still have to survive for a while!"
"Sure enough, he is still strong. He is worthy of being one of the strongest knights of the Silver Hand, the respected Lord Fordring." The red light in the ice helmet was strong. Arthas was obviously angered by his words. Frostmourne moved towards the old man inch by inch.
The knight's head pressed down
"Of course this is not eternal sleep, you will still get up to serve me..."
The Lord of the Undead looked at Tirion's trembling face with gritted teeth and knew that this old guy couldn't hold on much longer.
"Letting an old man 'serve' you, your hobby is really special, His Majesty the Lich King"
Alsace, who was feeling proud of himself, tightened his expression. He held the sword against Tirion with one hand, and swung it with his left hand, knocking away the holy energy that was attacking him.
"Get out of here, you bastard!" The Lich King looked at Regen angrily, wanting to cut this mess into pieces, "While I'm still dealing with this old guy, you'd better be as far away as possible.
Run as far as you can, or you will regret it in hell later!"
"Oh, Your Majesty Alsace, what you say hurts the self-esteem of an idiot too much," Regen said sarcastically, "But you have to understand one thing. What we have to deal with you now is fifty thousand and one."
A bastard fish!"
Reigen's face became solemn, he drew out the Great Royal Sword and raised it high. The vast holy energy in the Holy Light Tomb was instantly drained by him! The huge energy was seen to gather into a thick cloud, covering everyone's heads.
"Man and the universe are like each other, reborn and destroyed all the time! At this moment, I am the destruction of Regen one second ago, and the rebirth of Regen the next moment! The eternity given by the Holy Light should not be put into our lives.
In the physical body, faith should be kept alive along with this change, and I will live forever!"
All the powerful men were shocked by these words, and even the Lich King looked at him in confusion, as if this was a more difficult enemy than Tirion.
Roxas rubbed his eyes and couldn't believe that this was the knight who was traveling with him: "Oh my god, could it be that Brother Regan has become a god?"
However, no one answered his question. Sam and Sophie both looked at Regan with stars in their eyes, one for their idol and the other for their lover.
"Then, let's put an end to it!" Reigen said expressionlessly, swiping his sword and slashing down.
——There was no brilliant sword light, no deafening sound, the sword seemed not to be swung at all, and the entire space was filled with unbearable dead silence.
But to everyone's surprise, Arthas actually retreated, and took a very big step back. The red light in the ice helmet dimmed, and he half-knelt on the ground in extreme pain.
Everyone's mouths were open. This was the first time that the Lord of the Undead, who was comparable to a demigod, was in decline. Moreover, he was injured by a mere mortal. There was a moment of silence in the arena.
"Ha..." After a while, Alsace, who had his head lowered, suddenly let out a chuckle.
"What a powerful sword, what an excellent prey!"
"Is he crazy?" Sam asked in a low voice, "My lord cut him so far with a sword, and he is still smiling... Ouch!"
"Stop talking, you damn brat, everyone is so nervous, and you're still making trouble here! Be careful, sister will sew your mouth shut!" Sophie withdrew her hand and threatened with a glare.
"Are you laughing at your own desperation, Your Majesty the Lich King?" Regan suppressed the overwhelming feeling of exhaustion and looked closely at Arthas.
"The end of the road? I think you misunderstood, unknown Paladin," Alsace stood up unsteadily, and it seemed that he was seriously injured. "I was just laughing at the birth of a strong opponent... can
Do you know your name? My...new playmate?"
"Of course, Your Majesty the Lich King, there are not many people in the entire continent who you can consider as your opponent," Regan smiled slightly, but refused to suffer any loss, "Stormwind City Guard Knight, Christine Regan, I hope this name
Can you fill in the column for the person who wrote your epitaph?"
"Christine..." Alsace recited it silently several times, nodded and said, "I will remember this name, Knight Legian... Today is not a good day to go out, but I believe we will meet again in the future."
Arthas waved his hand to summon a portal and turned to look at Regan, "Finally, I would like to remind you that Azeroth is not as peaceful as you think. Before you come to Northern Xinjiang as a guest, I advise you to pay more attention to those things.
The enemies are lurking, and it may not be long before they appear in front of you with the boiling flames of revenge."
"Moreover, your own strength also needs to be strengthened... If you were not in this place today, the outcome might have been overturned, Legian Knight..."
"Perhaps, the respected Lord of the Undead" Regen's expression remained unchanged, but he secretly thought that he was lucky. He knew how tricky this victory was. If he hadn't fought in front of the chapel known as the Holy Land, with unlimited holy energy as the backing, in the end,
The victory or defeat really has to be decided in two ways.
"Having said this, I will wait for you in the northern border, warriors of the Holy Light..."
Arthas was about to step into the portal when he caught sight of Kevin lying on the ground out of the corner of his eye.
"Well... funny kid, you're still pretending to be dead." The Lich King bluffed and sucked him and the death knight who was unconscious on the ground into the portal. "This is the interest you paid for your betrayal. Da
Li An…”
The words still lingered, but Alsace's figure had disappeared from everyone's sight.