"That's Alex and Evia!"

"And Abry!"

"Ladoraz is there too!"

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The Sindras, who were already on the verge of despair, suddenly lifted their spirits - in the dazzling light, the Sindras who had gone out of the city to explore had returned!

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At this time, although Alex looked dusty and unshaven, he was in a very good mental state. He summoned a military horse made of pure light and was the first to smash into the satyrs!

On the rusty sword in his right hand, the holy light was incomparably brighter. The Sartres, who couldn't dodge, were dressed into a big string like wearing sugar gourds.

"Judgment!"

The surging holy light erupted, and this large string of satyrs turned into ashes one after another!

Alex's left hand was holding a shield composed of pure holy light, and everywhere he went, Sartre was shot out one after another, and several sneak attack shadow arrows were directly reflected back!

Rushing into the center of Sartre's formation, Alex jumped off his horse.

"In the name of the Light - dedication!"

The war horse was turned into pure holy light energy and injected into the ground, and in the holy light, the marble floor tiles turned into brilliant gold! Sartre, who came into contact with this holy light, was purified one after another, and disappeared in a blink of an eye!

The dense army of Sartre was instantly centered in bloom!

Under the Seal of Justice, Alex is like a golden embankment, and the tide-like satyr hits him, but he can't splash much.

After Alex took a foothold, nearly a hundred Sindra paladins followed. Their weapons are not sharp, but they are the best weapons against Sartre with the blessing of the Light; Their armor was not excellent, but when infused with holy light, it naturally restrained Sartre's shadow energy.

Caredith, with the help of the Dreadlord and the thousands of satyrs that he had quietly transformed with great effort, couldn't stop this torrent of gold at all.

Evya and many other holy paladins were quietly watching their comrades not far behind, and with the assistance of the Holy Light Dao Marker, they were constantly treating these comrades who were charging forward.

"Damn, what the hell is going on!"

Caredith froze in place, not daring to step forward to face the angry paladins.

"What to do, what to do...... That's right! ”

Karedis began to call Tikdios for help, but turned to find that the Dreadlord had risen into the air with his wings flapping nervously, his eyes fixed on the entrance to the southern plaza.

Following Tikdios' gaze, Karedis saw a strange creature.

"Naru ......," the Dreadlord's voice was no longer arrogant, "damn creatures of the Light, how come there are you everywhere!" ”

"That's right, it's us!" The drunken round body also appeared in the square; "Because Azeroth is our home!"

"Panda Man...... You're the one called Drunken Wind, aren't you? Tikdios's voice was hoarse and low, "Don't be too complacent, Lord Kil'Gardan has an eye on you—you're destined to be crushed by the Burning Legion!" ”

"Crushed?" Drunken Wind put his hands on his chest and tried to pretend to be scared, but with his chubby body, how funny it looked, "I'm so scared, then you asked him to beat me!" ”

Many people couldn't help but laugh for a while, and the oppressive atmosphere that the Fear Demon King had managed to create was swept away.

"The right tongue!"

Tikdios snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Drunken Wind and Muru also stood quietly in place, not saying a word.

By the time the two sides confronted each other, the Sindra Paladins had joined up with the Syndra civilians trapped in Sartre.

In the midst of the crowd, Alex raised his sword aloft in his hand.

"Sindra! Our cities are in the midst of this catastrophe today, and our people are facing the same difficult choices as they were 10,000 years ago. ”

"Last time we chose to escape, absorbing the demonic energy in the city of Eresaras and moving on with our lives."

"But is it useful to escape? We can only steal for a while, the demons have been watching our world, and as long as we are in Azeroth, we will always face the threat of the demons! ”

"The demons are cunning and treacherous, as the events of today have shown—they always hope to lure us into becoming one of them!"

"Ten thousand years ago, we made a big mistake, we didn't recognize the nature of the demon, and we trapped Imortar to live by harnessing the demonic energy. But what is the result of this? ”

"Although His Royal Highness our prince wants to protect us, he has to compromise with the demon, and even helplessly be fooled by the demon!"

"Sindra's fate is in the hands of us Sindra herself, and Sindra's home is to be guarded by us Sindra herself!"

As he spoke, Alex plunged his sword into the crack in the marble tiles, and the surging light spread.

"Fortunately, I met the Holy Light, and when I was addicted to demons, Naru inspired me with his warm Holy Light, and under his teaching, I finally understood my own path, I am determined to become a paladin, and I am willing to guard my people with the Holy Light!"

"And you? Are you willing to take up arms and fight to the death for our city, our homeland? ”

"Your choice, do you tremble in the shadows and fear of demons, or take up arms and charge forward in the light?"

After a brief silence, the civilians of Sindra quickly erupted with immense enthusiasm.

"Tremble, tremble!"

"Fight the demons to the end!"

"Sindra won't give in!"

The contagious power of the Holy Light was revealed at this time, and although the civilians were not yet able to use the Holy Light, they all decisively accepted the blessings given by the paladins.

The gloom in the sky was swept away, and at this moment, the ancient city of Eresalas was given a new lease of life.

United under the Light, the Sindras bravely began a head-on battle under the leadership of the Paladins.

And without the support of the Dreadlord Sartre, he has fallen into a situation and has collapsed.

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Historians dubbed this event the Light of Eresaras, and since then, Sindra has combined her knowledge with the Light to develop a new class of Light with the help of the Draenei.

It was also on this day that there were four more heroes in the bard's mouth. Alex the Sword of Dawn, Evia the Rose of Dawn, Ebre the Bright Light, and Radoraz the Holy Storm, the four Syndra Paladins known as the Four Knights of Dawn appeared in everyone's field of vision for the first time. (To be continued.) )