"Kill!"
"I'll crush your bones!"
"I'll smash you!"
"Let's taste the pain together."
Thaddius' roars continued throughout the entire battle. If one listened to the sound and didn't look at the situation, perhaps outsiders would think that Thaddius had the upper hand.
Only by seeing it with their own eyes would they know that this once incomparably burly, giant-like Frankenstein with a muscular appearance was now almost a skeleton king.
The powerful Abomination Suture Thread was made from the most powerful and sturdy shadow force threads, difficult for normal blades to cut through to begin with. However, before the three Windstalker sisters' sharp arrows, all of the suture threads were cut with a noise.
Without the support of the sutures, Thaddius' huge body, which was more than ten meters tall, was disintegrating piece by piece.
Theon's Ashbringer didn't have a good effect on Thaddius' body, but when it slashed at the falling pieces of flesh, the golden light of Ashbringer easily destroyed the pieces of flesh and turned them into ashes.
It was precisely because of this situation that everyone felt a sense of confusion and sorrow as they listened to Thaddeus' furious roars that they couldn't figure out what was going on.
Thaddius, who had lost his muscles, also lost his powerful strength. If he could have flattened a steam tank with one slap at the beginning, now he could only make a dent at most.
His power storage also plummeted, and the Chain Lightning that was blasted out, with the high magic resistance of the experts, could only hurt them a little, not cause any damage.
Beneditas and Kalia could be healed with [Restore].
Theon didn't stop and suddenly said, "Thaddius, I remember he was from the second batch of Paladins."
Gavin Rad put away his cynicism. "Yes, Uther personally brought him."
Theon sighed. "I feel uncomfortable thinking that the more powerful the Paladin, the more powerful they will be after becoming a Death Knight."
"At least the commander didn't fall." The commander that Gavin Rad mentioned was naturally Uther, the former commander of the Silver Hand.
The fall of every Paladin was the death of the Holy Light Doctrine.
Why was it that the more devout the clergy, the more terrifying they would be after they fell? This was already a sorrow that no one in the Church of Holy Light could answer.
They believed in light and eventually embraced darkness, becoming an even more terrifying opposite. From Arthas to the other three Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse to Thaddeus.
An ominous cloud shrouded the Holy Knights.
None understood why, but if life was to continue flourishing in this world, the clergies were fated to carry their doubts and keep moving forward.
Beside him, Duque also sighed. "Let's end this!"
That's right! It was time to end this.
Suddenly, Tirion Fordring took advantage of the moment when Gavinrad's Sanction hit Thaddius in the head and knocked him out, whose resistance had been greatly reduced. Tirion Fordring performed a dragonfly's triple sweep of the water. He ignored the heavy armor on his body, which weighed more than a hundred kilograms, and actually used the pelvic bone that Thaddius spat out after cutting off his body as leverage. He stepped on the giant's back three times in a row and flew to the back of Thaddius' neck like a cloud.
This was the first time [Ashbringer] had used his full strength in this battle.
The dazzling golden light used the height of eight meters as a dividing line, dividing the entire area into two levels. The lower level was filled with scattered lightning, while the upper level was only left with the purest holy golden light.
The broad blade of the sword slashed fiercely at Thaddius's spine, and everyone could hear the crisp cracking sound.
However, this strike was still unable to behead Thaddeus.
"Go!" Duque directly used [Bigby's Vajra Fist] to hit the sole of Magni's foot. Magni, who was in his normal state, directly activated Deity's Descent in midair. It looked like he directly rose into the air with his huge body and flew to a place level with Thaddius' head.
"Lose your head-" In terms of proportion, the thick and short arm swelled to the extreme. The Balrog Hammer, which was already ten times larger than usual, once again condensed from flames into substance, turning into a huge red-black warhammer full of spikes, and smashed viciously into Thaddius' iron chin.
The already cracked cervical vertebra finally couldn't withstand this ultimate level of attack. The huge head turned more than 360 degrees and finally flew into the air.
The final boss of the construction zone, Thaddius … killed!
The experts were supposed to be happy about this.
However, when Thaddius' head fell to the ground and he said his last words, everyone was silent.
That was because that was the last words of a holy knight who had regained his sanity as a monster-like existence.
"Thank you …"
His heart was suddenly blocked by something, and it felt heavy and stuffy.
His ears seemed to be covered by a layer of membrane, and everything was hazy.
His nose felt like it was blocked, and he couldn't breathe.
If Thaddius was a bastard like Baron Rivendare who took the initiative to fall, then even a kind holy knight would be happy to see his end.
Unfortunately, he wasn't.
In fact, everyone knew from the start that this was likely to be the case. Everyone tried to use a more relaxed atmosphere to get through this difficult battle. However, in the end, they couldn't help but feel dejected.
They could feel that Thaddius' soul was starting to dissipate.
Perhaps this was a form of release for him.
However, for the living, this was like a new, heavy shackle. In order to continue forward, they had no choice but to bring even heavier shackles with them on the journey.
Gavin Rad suddenly sighed, "I suddenly understand why Arthis fell back then."
Yes, that's right. He was originally a holy knight with a kind heart. His pure holy light and perfect aptitude as a holy knight said it all.
And then?
The Scourge used their schemes to tie shackles and shackles on his heart, making his footsteps heavier and his soul more and more tormented. When the young prince's soul broke through its limits, when obsession replaced the belief of justice and became the master of the soul, then the final fall would inevitably come.
Everyone was sighing. Everyone was sighing.
Kalia quietly walked to Duque's side and pulled on Duque's sleeve, pleading softly, "I always tell my believers and subjects that if they believe in justice and love, they will usher in a beautiful future. But now … if even I don't believe in the future of the holy light, how can I ask them to believe in it? "
Aurelia also spoke up, "Tyrande, is there anything you can do?"
Tyrande shook her head slowly, "Elune cannot guide souls that do not believe in her."
In the end, it was Duque who stepped forward and stretched out his right hand …
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