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Chapter 363 Angel's Ring, Guardian Sword

"Sarah, do you know what your father... Morgan, is the last hope?"

"He hopes that his wife and his children can live healthy and happy."

"As long as these people he loves can live happily, then he will not have any regrets even if he dies."

"Sarah, you're wrong!"

"In fact, if you dare to climb Crow Ridge and dare to walk to the tombstone of your parents and brothers to worship them, your father will not be reborn from the dead, because even if he dies, he will be unwilling to accept it!"

Looking at Sarah crying loudly, Zhu Xing continued to say earnestly.

Hearing Zhu Xing's words, Sarah cried even louder...

Zhu Xing didn't say anything else, just stood beside Sarah, looking at the night town with dim lights in the distance, and began to think about the next itinerary. According to Althea, General Marcus of Stormwind City must have taken a fancy to his potential. Then, after solving the problem of playing Moradim, he should return to Stormwind City to meet General Marcus. I believe that this supreme commander who can take charge of all the defensive forces in Storm King City will not let himself eat leisurely and wait for death.

After a while, Sarah's crying gradually became smaller. When she stopped crying and looked up at Zhu Xing again, Zhu Xing suddenly realized that after these wailings, the despair and sadness in Sarah Radimore's eyes and the dullness and numbness on her face miraculously dissipated for half. Although there was still such a deep sorrow in her eyes, it was much better than when Zhu Xing first saw her.

At least, although Sarah's eyes still have a strong sadness in her eyes now, she still has the only one who can survive. She is no longer the despair of life as worse as death!

"Dear Paladin, I want to ask you something..."

"I want to ask you to take me to the Crow Ridge Cemetery and take me to see my father, mother and brothers!"

Sarah Radimore stared at Zhu Xing's strange silver-white pupils and said softly.

Hearing Sarah's request, Zhu Xing was stunned. According to the task flow in the game, Sarah Radim should give him a Sarah Ring and then leave Moradim's head. He then took Sarah Ring back to Morgan Radim's grave in the Crow Ridge Cemetery, and placed Sarah Ring in front of Morgan's tombstone. Only then did he get the task. Then he got the two-handed sword Achius used by Moradim. However, Sarah Radim actually asked him to take her to the tomb of his father Morgan Radim to worship. This was obviously inconsistent with the task, but it was reasonable, so that he could not find a reason to object.

"Okay. Since you figured it out, then follow me. I'll take you to Crow Ridge!"

Although Zhu Xing was surprised, his face remained silent. As soon as the thought moved, he immediately agreed.

Then, Zhu Xing took Sarah Radimore to the Crow Ridge Cemetery. Along the way, whether it was the civilians in Yese Town or the patrolling night watchmen, they bowed from the bottom of their hearts when they saw Zhu Xing. Obviously, the news of him killing Moradim, who was entrenched in the Crow Ridge Cemetery, had spread, but these people, when they saw Sarah, their faces immediately became ugly, and their eyes were full of hatred.

Zhu Xing knew that this was because Moradim, who had been resurrected from the dead, killed too many people and absorbed too much hatred, so that these hatreds were not only added to himself, but also spread to his only surviving and helpless daughter.

Zhu Xing looked at Sarah a few times and found that the girl who had found her survival again was not sad because of the cold disgust and even hatred eyes of these people. Instead, she became more and more stubborn and stubborn temperament. The more you hate me and the more you hate me, I will live happily. When Zhu Xing brought her to the foot of the Crow Ridge, Sarah Radimore's mouth even formed a stiff smile. Obviously, she hadn't smiled for many years, and now she was a little uncomfortable with it.

Zhu Xing took Sarah to the rugged and winding mountain road of Crow Ridge again. When they were halfway through, a smile appeared on Zhu Xing's face. He handed Moradim's two-handed sword to Sarah Radim and told her that this was the gift his father left to her, Achius, also known as the Guardian Sword!

"Sarah, there are many undead creatures on this Crow Ridge. Now if you want to worship your parents and your brother, then you can only kill all the way and kill all the undead creatures that stand in front of you. If you don't want to worship them, then we will return to Yese Town immediately!"

"I won't take action this time. Whether I can pay homage to your parents and your brother depends on how strong your wish is!"

After Zhu Xing handed over the guardian sword, once called Achius, to Sarah, he told her that there were many undead creatures in front of her. If she really wanted to worship her parents and brother, then she would use the sword in her hand to cut off all the obstacles, and in this process, he would not take action.

Sarah gently stroked the sword with the heavy killing of Moradim, and a look of perseverance appeared on her face. She knew that she had wasted more than ten years and allowed time to pass away in a daze, making her poor father think she was dead and died of depression. She was even unable to rest after death, and she was resurrected, causing more than ten years of bloody storm.

"Dear Paladin, my name is Sarah Radmore, the daughter of the guardian angel Morgan Radmore, I used to be timid, wandering, and fearful, hiding my head in my feathers like a quail, hiding in a dark corner, trembling. Now I understand, I will live, I will live like my father. Only in this way can I make my father, my mother, and my brother no longer feel sad, and let them rest in peace!"

Sarah raised the blood-stained big sword in her hand and said solemnly.

Before he finished speaking, a milky white glow suddenly rose on Sarah Radimore's body. This milky white glow is extremely soft and warm, with a power to soothe the soul and calm the soul!

"The Power of Holy Light?"

When Zhu Xing saw the milky white light rising from Sarah's body, he was a little confused because he knew very well what this was. This was the power of the holy light, which was the foundation of the Paladin, which originated from the power of the holy light of the origin of his faith!

Zhu Xing nodded silently. At this time, Sarah Radimore awakened the power of the holy light. Then, along the way, there was no Silver Wolf King Rubos and the Death Knight Moradim, who was still entrenched here, only a group of undead cannon fodder like ants and mustards. Therefore, it is almost impossible to block Sarah Radimore, who awakened the power of the holy light.

Sure enough, everything that happened next, as Zhu Xing expected, along the way, Sarah Lady Moore was like a bulldozer driving at full speed, crushing all the undead creatures blocking him into powder, and then drove by...

Under Zhu Xing's guidance, Sarah finally arrived in front of the three closely connected graves. Looking at the tomb that was opened and the tombstone that had been turned down, the girl couldn't help crying again!

"Dad...I'm sorry..."

Sarah sobbed and said, looking at the blurred and broken handwriting on the tombstone.

Although there are thousands of words in my heart, when it comes to my mouth, there are only these five words that come out.

At the same time, Sarah stretched out her hand to straighten the tilted tombstone, then took off an inconspicuous ring from her right finger and placed it on the tombstone.

When this ordinary ring was placed on the tombstone, a whirlwind suddenly blew around Morgan Radimore's grave. In the cold wind, a voice echoed faintly, "The Ring of Angels... Sarah... You are Sarah... You are my daughter... My daughter Sarah is not dead... Sarah is still alive... Oh... Oh my god... What did I do... Sarah... My daughter... Take that sword... Take Achius... Dad did the wrong thing... Dad is no longer worthy of owning this sword... Dad has defiled it..."
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