Menethil's Power

Chapter 233 We Did Nothing, Really...

Jumping into the water, the cold touch of the lake penetrated through the gaps in the armor and quickly spread throughout his body. Isaacs swam forward to observe the real situation at the bottom of the lake.

There was a loud sound of splashing into the water behind him, and then a tin can fell straight down as if it was solid. Old Helen obviously couldn't grasp the true meaning of the plate armor priest. He couldn't control his metal iron body at all. Fortunately, there was Tavard beside him, the descendant of Tyre's guards, who helped the bishop get rid of the embarrassment as much as he could.

The field of vision is clear, without any dark and rancid smell, and there is still a faint trace of sacred energy. Uther stands upright at the bottom of the lake like a stalwart statue, and there is still a faint light on the war hammer held high. This weapon has been used since World War II. Along with Uther's countless warhammers, it also has its own name - "The Justice of the Holy Light". Being prefixed with "Holy Light" is enough to prove the power of this warhammer. There are rumors that it can even easily kill Kill a dragon.

Isaacs also sank quickly and came to Uther's side. The old knight had a serious face, and he showed no arrogance after showing such majestic power. He motioned Isaacs to look to the south. Compared with the other three sides of mud and rocks, there There is a dark hole, which is obviously their destination.

Isaacs nodded and waved for the two behind him to follow.The strength of Uther's holy energy explosion just now seemed a bit unexpected. Not only was the surrounding lake water completely cleared, but even the dark hole did not have any form of shadow creature gushing out.

The four clerics quickly set foot on the ascending passage, and the lake water could only infiltrate half of the passage. When they fully entered the ruins known as Tyr's Fall, they all stopped at the same time. down the steps.

"Did you feel it?" There was a rare trace of seriousness on Uther's face.

Isaacs nodded slightly, the corners of his mouth twitching.He doesn't even need to send out special spiritual power induction, the dark and decaying aura is everywhere, and it is constantly surging and erupting at a specific frequency, as if there is a huge and pitch-black heart deep in the ruins .

The situation seems to be a little worse than imagined.

"Bless the Holy Light." Helen coughed loudly, coughing up all the water he choked in haste, "Who would have thought that such extreme evil was buried under Tirisfal."

"What's interesting is that the ultimate evil is always accompanied by the ultimate light." Isaacs turned sharply and looked at Tawad, "If the darkness is unsealed, then we can also unseal the power that suppresses it. Paladin Although powerful, it is difficult for us alone to suppress such darkness, we need the legacy of the guardian."

"But since the imprisoned beast broke through the cage, the guards guarding him..." Uther said hesitantly.

"As a guardian, even if he dies, his will will not die so easily. Uther, you were able to release such a brilliant holy light before, which must have been affected by the guardian's remains." Isaacs still Looking at Tawad with burning eyes, "As a guard of Tyr, you must know the location of the tomb of the great guardian, right?" He said in an unquestionable tone.

He is very clear about the purpose of this operation, which is to completely solve the creation of the ancient gods who are about to be revived. As for the Bronzebeard brothers who are deeply trapped, if they are lucky enough to last until now, he can only hope that they can last a little longer.

Tawad had obvious hesitation, "My family's mission for generations is to protect the secrets here, so that the last glory of the great guardian will not be disturbed." He paused, "But since the evil is revived now, it doesn't make sense Let justice continue to sleep, Your Highness, you are an excellent paladin, I think you should be able to obtain Tyr's inheritance."

He pressed his right hand to the heart of his left chest, and under the amazed eyes of others, he slowly and solemnly pulled out a mass of platinum-gold substance between liquid and solid, which spontaneously Gathered into a ball, exuding a majestic and majestic aura, at the same time Tawad's momentum declined rapidly, and he looked similar to an ordinary middle-aged knight living in poverty.

Isaacs understood in an instant, understood the source of the majestic sacred aura he felt from Tawad before, and the reason why he had no special performance in previous battles with such a powerful energy level— —He is only the custodian of this powerful force.

"This is what generation after generation of Tyre's guards have been guarding with their lives, and it is also the most important legacy of Tyre." Tawad stared blankly at the light ball in his hand, his eyes a little absent-minded, "This is the fire of Tyre , the last fragment of the soul of the great guardian."

Although he had some vague impressions, Isaacs was quite, quite surprised, and Uther, who was used to seeing strong winds and waves, couldn't help being moved. As for Helen, who had never moved beyond the northern area of ​​Lordaeron all his life, he was shocked. Unable to speak.

After all, according to the existing regulations of the church, the fire of Tyre is not only a miracle, it can even be directly regarded as the holy light itself to be worshiped by believers, which is enough to cause the entire church's belief system to undergo earth-shaking changes.

The bishop's gaze towards Tyre's fire became slightly warmer.

Helen's gaffe naturally fell into the eyes of Isaacs, and the prince with rich experience could easily see through the old bishop's mischief, but he didn't care.It is true that Tire's inheritance is almost equal to the highest authority of theocracy within the Church of Light, but how can such a good thing be cheap for you, a half-destroyed regional bishop?

"For safety reasons, the Fire of Tyre has always been divided into two copies and kept by different Tyre guards, but before I left for the royal city, my brother Garfold strongly asked me to share the two copies of the Fire of Tyre. The fire merged into one." Tawad raised his right hand, allowing the light of the sacred light to illuminate the surrounding darkness, "It turns out that he is right, only the complete fire of Tyre can sense the body of Tyre. True location, and the recognition of the great Guardian's weapon."

"It's all up to you, Tawad, and we'll do our best to keep you safe," Isaacs said, stepping aside.

"Under the guidance of Tyre's fire, we will surely break through all darkness." Tavard responded firmly. This loyal knight held up Tyre's fire as a torch, and walked in the team without shrinking at the forefront.

They marched into the depths of the ruins, and they would be attacked by shadow creatures every step they took. They came from all directions, whether strong or weak, but their numbers seemed endless. , Shadow creatures one after another impacted on the barrier propped up by the extremely clergy, and then turned into nothingness in the holy flames and several blows from the holy weapons.

According to the current situation, even if the strength of the shadow creatures is increased by three times, it will not be able to cause too much pressure on this hero team, but Isaacs' nerves have not relaxed at all, because the surrounding is still infinite darkness, as if there is some super dimension The creature devoured all the emitted light, and the visibility did not exceed five meters from the beginning to the end.

Obviously, this is the ability of the gradually awakening existence deep in the ruins.

In the absence of a map and basic reference objects, they could only follow the guidance given by the Fire of Tyre in Tawad's hand, but half an hour later, an embarrassing thing happened, and a solid wall appeared in front of them.

There is no doubt that it is a dead end, and there are no secret passages around it, but the fire of Tyr is still pointing firmly to the back of the stone wall. Tawad has an unbelievable expression, "How is this possible? Is there anything unknown about the guardian?" test?"

"This should not be a test set up by the guardian." Isaacs sighed, "I should have thought of it a long time ago, as the existence of the ancient god's right-hand man tens of thousands of years ago, how could Zakaz not know the key to his own resurrection? where, so that we can easily find the guardian's legacy?"

"You mean that evil monster has been able to exert his influence on the sacred fire of Tyr?" Talvard felt his faith crumbling.

"It shouldn't be, otherwise we would have been the nourishment of these shadow creatures. But after all, Zakaz has been sleeping in this ruin for thousands of years, so he must know it well, and using some trivial means is enough to make us like headless chickens. It's a maze going round and round. I think it's nearly impossible for us to touch Tyr's legacy until we've sorted it out."

At the same time as the analysis, Isaacs was not idle. Several red-golden swords of light emerged, piercing through a shadow aggregate showing a human form from bottom to top, and then these holy weapons exploded again, and the holy nova produced by the explosion was cleared. There is a large blank.This inadvertent operation made Uther's eyes shine again, and the old knight couldn't help but secretly admired Isaacs' talent again. This child's understanding of the profession of paladins can be said to be the top-level, and the skills he used at will even his own. The old guy who has served the Holy Light for decades has never thought of it.

But now is obviously not the time to praise the younger generation, "Then what should we do now?" Uther asked calmly.

"We have been continuously attacked since we entered the ruins, but the overall strength of these shadow creatures has not changed for such a long time, which shows at least two points. First, we should be easy to find along the direction they appeared The source, secondly, the strength of the monster that made them has not increased during this period of time, or it has recovered very slowly."

As the supreme leader of the Knights of the Silver Hand, Uther naturally possessed excellent combat qualities, so he quickly understood what Isaacs meant, and the old knight's eyes immediately lit up with flames, "You mean that we directly Turn to face that evil? Bold idea! But how do you ensure that the monster named Zakaz is not showing weakness?" he asked with burning eyes.

"There is no guarantee." Isaacs' voice revealed a sense of determination, "But we have no choice, because behind us is Lordaeron and Azeroth!"

"Yes, this is our responsibility, I am very glad that you can say such a thing. Your father will be proud of you." Uther looked very relieved, "This is our moment to guard the glory, time is precious , we'd better get going at once."

Tavard, who was the guard of Tire, naturally would not have the slightest objection. Bishop Helen was eager to give it a try, and when he was about to express his unique opinion, an unexpected situation canceled his unfinished speech.As the ground trembled slightly, there was a blasting roar, and it was very obvious that this was definitely not a sound that the ruins themselves could make.

Isaacs' expression moved slightly, and Uther also showed a subtle expression, "It seems that our dwarf friend is lucky." The old paladin said in a meaningful tone.

"The Bronzebeard brothers, especially the old boy Brian, has a talent-like trait, that is, no matter what kind of moth he makes, there will be just the right group of people to cover for him." Isaacs also sighed jokingly : "And this time it's clear that we are the ones wiping our asses."

The ridicule is all ridicule, and they quickly moved closer to the direction of the sound. As expected, the second wave of explosions came soon, and after the explosion subsided, there was another iconic rough voice: "Damn, Brian, I I said that we only brought five defensive grenades in total, and yet you dropped two at once!"

This can almost confirm the identity of the other party.

Soon there were three figures, one tall and two short. The first two were short but running fast. After all, in the dangerous world of Azeroth, archaeologists who run slowly are basically dead. These two are Muradin The two brothers Bronzebeard and Brian have complete parts, but they are all running around with their heads in their arms. Muradin's full body plate armor is full of holes, and Brian's dwarf royal family's iconic "Bronzebeard" is only left. Halfway through.

Behind them is a tall human, dressed in the logo of an adventurer, but he is also extremely embarrassed, only the cowboy hat on his head is missing more than half of the brim. Isaacs noticed that he was carrying a wide, long Even if the box is slanted at a 45-degree angle, the bottom of the blind man almost touches the ground.

There should be a sword in it, a two-handed giant sword enough to be called an artifact.

The fugitives soon saw the oncoming clergy squad, "In the name of my beard, reinforcements! Praise the Holy Light!" the leading Muradin shouted immediately, so emotional that he even began to use human interjections .

"How do you guys feel?" Isaacs asked with a smile.

"Damn it, whoever asks me to find an ancient sword in the future, I'll reward him with a hammer!"

"I knew it! I knew it! Isaacs, you must come back to save us!" Brian, who survived the catastrophe, was extremely excited.

"Yes, there will always be someone to save you, but can you explain to me the ins and outs of all this?" Isaacs looked around, "Look here, a place like a nightmare."

Brian's enthusiasm was extinguished, and he scratched his head in embarrassment, "We really didn't do anything, really..."

(End of this chapter)