Chapter 1263 This Shouldn’t Be the End of Those with Good Intentions

"kill!"

"Crack your bones!"

"Break you!"

"Let's taste the pain together."

Thaddeus' roar continued throughout the entire battle. If you just listen to the sound and don't look at the situation, outsiders might think that Thaddeus has the upper hand.

Only by seeing it with your own eyes will you know that Frankenstein, who was once extremely tall, like a giant with strong muscles, is now almost a skeleton king.

The strong sutures of hatred are made of the strongest and toughest threads of the power of shadow. They are difficult to break with ordinary swords, but in the face of the sharp arrows of the three Windrunner sisters, all the sutures were broken.

Without the sutures to maintain it, Thaddeus' huge body, which was over ten meters tall, was disintegrating piece by piece.

The effect of Tirion's [Ashbringer] slashing directly on Thaddeus is not very good, but when it is chopped on the fallen pieces of meat, the golden light of [Ashbringer] easily destroys the pieces of meat. , turned into ashes.

It is precisely because of this situation, listening to Thaddeus' confused and delirious roar that everyone felt an inverted sense of trance and sadness.

Having lost his muscles, Thaddeus also lost his strong strength. If he could flatten a steam tank with one slap at the beginning, now he could only make a dent with one slap.

Its power reserve plummeted, and the [Lightning Chain] blasted out was only a little painful under the high magic resistance of the powerful people, not to mention causing damage.

Benedictus and Kalia can be cured by throwing [Restoration].

Tirion kept his hands on and suddenly said: "Taddeus, I remember they are the second batch of paladins."

Gavin Rad put away his cynicism: "Well, Uther brought it himself."

Tirion sighed: "I feel uncomfortable when I think that the more powerful the paladin becomes, the more powerful he becomes after becoming a death knight."

"At least the leader has not fallen." The leader Gavin Rad said was naturally Uther, the former leader of the Silver Hand.

The fall of every paladin is a tragedy for the teachings of the Holy Light.

Why is it that the more devout a cleric is, the more terrifying he becomes after his fall? This is already a sorrow that no one in the Holy Light Church can answer.

Believe in the light, and eventually embrace the darkness, becoming the more terrifying opposite. From Alsace, to the other three Horsemen of the Apocalypse, and then to Thaddeus.

An ominous cloud hangs over the Paladins.

No one understands why this is, but if the world is to continue to reproduce life, it is destined that these priests can only continue to move forward with doubts.

Duke next to him also sighed: "It's over!"

right! It's time to end.

Suddenly, at the moment when Gavin Radd hit Thaddeus with [Sanction] on his head, knocking Thaddeus unconscious as his resistance was greatly reduced, Tirion Fordring performed a scene. 'Dragonfly three copies of water'. He ignored the heavy armor that weighed more than a hundred kilograms, and actually used the pelvis that Thaddeus had spit out after cutting it off as a means of strength. He stepped on the giant's back in three consecutive steps, and flew to Thaddeus' back like a cloud. neck.

[Ashbringer] finally took full action for the first time in this battle.

The bright golden light used the height of eight meters as the dividing line, dividing the entire venue into two levels: upper and lower. The lower level was filled with scattered lightning, but the upper level was left with only the purest sacred golden light.

The broad sword blade hit Thaddeus' cervical vertebrae hard, and everyone could hear the crisp "click" sound.

However, this sword was still unable to kill Thaddeus in two places.

"Come on!" Duke directly hit Magni's soles with [Bigby's Diamond Fist]. Magni in the normal state directly activates the god-descending state in mid-air. It seemed that he just jumped into the air with his huge body and flew to the level with Thaddeus' head.

"Take my head off -" Judging from the proportions, the thick and short arms bulged to the extreme, and the Balrog hammer, which had been enlarged ten times than usual, once again condensed from flames into substance, turning into red and black, full of spikes. The huge war hammer hit Thaddeus' iron chin hard.

The already cracked cervical vertebrae could not withstand this level of ultimate power. The huge head suddenly spun more than 360 degrees, and finally spun and flew into the air.

Thaddeus, the boss at the bottom of the level in the Structure Zone... kill him!

Obviously all the powerful people should feel happy.

But when Thaddeus' large head fell to the ground and said his last words, everyone fell silent.

Because, those were the last words spoken by a paladin who had regained his sanity, as a monster-like being——

"thank you all……"

My heart was suddenly blocked by something, and it felt heavy and heavy.

The ears seemed to be covered with a membrane and were hazy.

My nose seemed to be blocked and I couldn't breathe.

If Thaddeus was an actively corrupted bastard like Baron Rivendell, then even a well-intentioned Paladin would be happy to appreciate his end.

Unfortunately, he is not.

In fact, from the very beginning, everyone knew that this was likely to be the case. Everyone tried to find a way to get through this difficult battle in a more relaxed atmosphere. However, in the end, it was inevitable to feel sad.

It can be felt that Thaddeus' soul begins to dissipate.

This may be a relief for him.

But for the living, this is like a new, heavy shackle. In order to continue moving forward, they have to embark on the journey with heavier shackles.

Gavin Rad suddenly sighed: "I suddenly understood why Alsace fell back then."

Well, yes, he was indeed a paladin with good intentions. His pure Holy Light and perfect Paladin qualifications speak for themselves.

Then what?

The Scourge used their conspiracy to tie shackles and shackles on his heart one after another, making his footsteps heavier and his soul suffering. When the young prince's mental endurance reaches the limit, when obsession replaces the belief in justice and becomes the master of the soul, then the ultimate fall will inevitably come.

Everyone is sighing, everyone is sighing.

Kalia walked quietly to Duke, pulled Duke's sleeve, and begged softly: "I always tell my followers and subjects that if you believe in justice and love, you will surely have a bright future. But now...if I don’t believe in the future of Holy Light, how can I ask them to believe in it?”

Alleria also spoke: "Tylande, can you do something?"

Tyrande shook her head slowly: "Elune cannot guide souls who do not believe in her."

Finally, Duke stepped forward and extended his right hand...