Chapter 472 5. Pale Justice

As a powerful aristocrat in the country, the son of Baron Rivendell stepped into the top aristocratic circle from birth.

Before he contracted the disease, Oryx was also a well-known son of aristocrats in the kingdom, with a bit of a dandyism about him. He was about the same age as Prince Alsace, and after several visits, the two became friends.

The friendship of young people is pure and does not involve too many political factors. After Oryx fell ill, Prince Alsace would take time to visit his friends every few months. The experience feels sad.

In fact, in the eyes of Prince Alsace, Baron Rivendell is more like a qualified father than his father. This baron takes care of his son in every possible way. Alsace believes that if he can cure Ori Alex, Baron Rivendell will never hesitate to give up everything.

But, he chose the worst way.

"Aurix would not wish to see you like this, Baron."

Alsace got off his horse, his short blond hair was shaking as he walked, his blue eyes fixed on the baron in front of him, and he said in a deep voice:

"Put what's in your hands down, Baron, that evil thing won't save Oryx! Turn around now... there's still time!"

When he saw Alsace, Baron Rivendell subconsciously turned around and ran away, but when his name was called, the baron stopped in place, with his back turned to Alsace , After a while, he reached out and took off his hood.

"Prince Arthas..."

The baron turned around and looked at the prince holding the hammer with pleading eyes. He said in a deep voice:

"You want to arrest me, you want to judge me, even you want to kill me... But this crystal, I must send it back to Oryx, it can save Oryx's life! I I have seen it with my own eyes, this crystal can remove the shadow on my son, it can heal him!"

"Aurix is ​​your friend too, isn't it?"

The baron's voice was mournful and deep. It was a gesture of a father risking everything to save his son. There was no need to pretend at all. That kind of pleading gesture made Alsace's questioning tone sway.

"I can understand you, Baron, I also want to save my friend, but not in this way, the thing in your hand is full of darkness and evil, how can this kind of thing save lives? You have been deceived, Baron, take me to those who deceived you, and maybe... maybe we can find another way."

"I don't care about evil and justice, it can cure Orix!"

The baron clenched his fists, his black eyes beating with obstinacy, and he shouted to Alsace:

"They promised me, I covered for them, got those cauldrons sent all over Stratholme, for which I sold my soul, sold my soul to the devil, for this! You can't stop me, Arthas!"

The shout turned into an outright roar in a gust of wind that blew across the corner. The muscles on Baron Rivendell's cheeks twitched. pocket, and then his fingers slid to the hilt of his sword at his waist.

"Don't try to stop me, Arthas, the Holy Light of your faith can't save Orix, and I don't want to lose my son just like that, I must save him, no matter what!"

During the confrontation between the two sides, a dark voice beat in the baron's heart.

"Worldly justice has come to you, Rivendell, for what you have done to save your loved ones, he thinks you are evil, he wants to punish you, and most importantly, he is preventing you from saving your own son. ..You and I both know that Orix doesn't have much time left."

"The time left for Oryx is running out."

Baron Rivendell recited these words silently, and a rush of anxiety rushed into his heart. He gritted his teeth and looked at the prince approaching him in front of him. The blade of the sword is aimed at Alsace:

"Don't come here! Arthas, Orix, my poor son, he doesn't have much time left... There's no time to waste, get out of the way! Let me pass! Otherwise, I'll..."

"boom"

The golden warhammer in the prince's hand hit the ground fiercely, and the bricks and stones under his feet shattered at this moment. The rich holy light extended from Alsace's hands and wrapped around his arms. He looked at the Lord Rivendell, the confused light dancing in the baron's eyes could not be concealed from his eyes.

"You have been tempted, Baron Rivendell, I can't let you pass, I can't let you extend the darkness to Oryx again, wake up!"

"You villain!"

Alsace's stubbornness made the baron completely lose his patience. In the madness of venting his inner emotions, he clenched the hilt of his sword tightly and stepped forward. Arthas was driven back by the hammer held in both hands by the prince.

Paladins are good at using heavy weapons, especially old-fashioned noble knights like Uther. They abide by the original creed of knights and don't know how to use bladed weapons. Therefore, war hammers have become their first choice.

As Uther's disciple, Alsace's warhammer combat skills are also very superb. Facing the stabbing and slashing of the soul-deadly one-handed sword in the hands of Baron Rivendell, the prince wrapped the holy light around his body, In a ferocious way, he waved the war hammer in his hand recklessly, and after only a few confrontations, the baron was forced to retreat.

"Olisis is in danger, and you still prevent me from saving him! This is the justice you uphold? Bullshit!"

The baron seemed to be crazy, while roaring, he rushed towards Alsace again desperately, his eyes were red, an abnormal madness reverberated in his heart, and the endless voice of getting rid of it was in his heart entangled in it, driving the baron to kill the young prince.

When the orcs retreated from Quel'Thalas, Baron Rivendell led the defenders of Stratholme to fight the orcs. He is an excellent swordsman with rich combat experience. Under the pressure, in just a moment, in this alley behind the street, the baron's offensive became more and more sharp.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang"

Sharp long swords and war hammers staggered and collided, and the figures of the two came and went, and the sparks from the friction of weapons danced everywhere in the air. This life-and-death battle is not too fancy, more It is a contest of pure strength, and in this contest, the prince surrounded by holy light obviously has the advantage, and the baron's one-handed long sword is difficult to be perfect every time when facing the collision of heavy weapons. dodge.

"The only thing that can save Orix is ​​the Holy Light, and it has always been in Orix's heart!"

"swish"

Alsace turned sideways, letting the roaring baron's long sword cut a notch on his breastplate. He raised his left hand, and the rich holy light suddenly expanded in the palm of his hand. The bright light was like an arrow of light. Flying in all directions, the suddenly lit beam of light made the Baron's eyes narrow subconsciously.

"It's not Oryx who needs to be saved...it's you!"

"boom"

The roaring warhammer slammed into the baron's chest. Although the swordsman used his long sword to block his chest in a critical moment, facing the bombardment of such a pure heavy weapon, the fragile long sword was broken from the center. , Between a metallic clang, the figure of Baron Rivendell was smashed backwards, he rolled in the air, and finally smashed into the pile of debris under the wall in a state of embarrassment.

"Hoo... Hoo"

Alsace gasped for a few breaths, and then quickly walked forward with his warhammer in hand. He walked to the front of the messy pile of debris and looked at Baron Rivendell lying in the ruins. The baron had a wound on his chest. His clothes were stained with blood from the wound cut by the broken blade. He was not seriously injured, but his eyes looking up at the sky became empty and lifeless.

It's like losing all will and persistence, turning into a walking dead.

"I tried..."

The baron was lying in the pile of dirty debris, he looked at the sky absentmindedly, when Alsace approached, the baron whispered in a hoarse voice:

"I've tried everything...Holy light, magic...Even the witch's disgusting herbs, I've tried it all...It doesn't work, it doesn't work, your holy light can't save my son. ..”

"Holy Light is not omnipotent! Why isn't it... why isn't it..."

The baron's voice choked up, he raised his bloody hands and covered his face, Alsace stood beside the baron, watching the baron sob silently, this is a real father, and a man can Shedding tears in front of outsiders, how much pain and despair has he experienced?

For a moment, the atmosphere of sadness and despair also infected Alsace. The young prince stood silently beside the desperate baron, holding the hammer in both hands. For a moment, he felt the powerlessness again.

He seemed to understand the madness of Lord Rivendell, the despair of the drowning man clutching at the last straw, although he could not accept such behavior.

"You can't think that Orix is ​​suffering, so you can wantonly hurt other people..."

Alsace wanted to say something, but when he saw Baron Rivendell's ashen expression, he suddenly realized how high-sounding and disgusting his words were.

Think about it in another way, if it is your father who is seriously ill, or Jaina is seriously ill, will you be like Baron Rivendell desperately trying to seize the last hope?

Arthas was silent, he had seen the end...he would! There is no doubt that he will do the same thing as Baron Rivendell, or even more excessive things, to save his relatives, but these things, these wrong things done for the sake of saving, can really be used Mere justice and fairness to measure?

Human nature is so complicated. In the world of adults, is there really a distinction between absolute right and absolute wrong?

At this moment, in the dark alleys of Stratholme City, Arthas, the young prince, the young paladin, became dazed. He realized how pale the pure justice and truth he had insisted on was.. At Dalson Farm, he saw that the civilians who were killed would be filled with righteous indignation, wishing to kill the culprit, but now, the culprit was right in front of him, but he couldn't do it.

Who is right and who is wrong?

"I can't judge you..."

Alsace bent down, carried the desperate baron on his shoulders, and said in a deep voice:

"I am not qualified to judge you, baron, but I will do my best to help Oryx, he is my friend, if he recovers one day, then... I will let him judge you, I am not qualified .”

"You are a good boy, Arthas, you are a..."

The baron whispered a few words, and when Alsace tried to restrain him with chains, the baron suddenly stretched out his foot and kicked Alsace's waist, kicking the prince who was caught off guard, flying away, and was suddenly attacked Alsace rolled twice on the ground, and when he raised his head again, he saw Baron Rivendell strangled by a demon that suddenly appeared, and lifted into the air.

"Hehehe, I knew that creatures like humans are unreliable! They will always be changed inexplicably."

Malganis stared into his black eyes, looking at the Baron Rivendell who was struggling in his claws. The Nathrezim demon in green armor turned his head and looked at the ground with a malicious look. Prince Alsace, he smiled and brought the baron before his eyes.

"Don't you want to save your son? Or, after being said a few words about justice and axiom, you will "repent"? Stop making trouble, Rivendell, stop making trouble...you have no second There's a way to go."

"But...it's okay, maybe your son won't be able to use it, so let's use it for you!"

The fearful devil laughed wildly and clenched his fingers tightly. The black crystal that the baron put in his close pocket was crushed by the devil's claws at this moment, and the cold and corrupt power contained in it rushed into Baron Rivendell's body at this moment. Here, the baron screamed in pain, and the moment the demon swung its claws, the baron was thrown out.

Arthas saw this scene, the young paladin roared and rushed towards the dreadlord, the holy light in his body filled his body at this moment, two bright wings burst out behind the prince, causing the whole street to panic Filled with holy light.

But at the moment when his war hammer hit the demon, Malganis' huge body suddenly spread apart, and amidst the screams of black bats, the dreadlord disappeared without a trace.

"Ha, little human prince, I smell your confusion, stick to the pale justice in your heart, die here, just like you can't save Rivendell, you can't save...yourself!"

"click"

There was a muffled sound, and the frightened Alsace turned his head. Behind him, a cold body stood up from the ground. It was still the familiar face, but at this moment, the baron's eyes had turned into cold eyes. It was as blue as ice, and when he flipped his wrist, a long sword made of ice appeared in his palm.

"Death knight...no"