Chapter 1574

Will die here today."

"This... what kind of powerful strength is this, my god... can the Holy Light be this powerful too?"

Uther, in his shock.

Even ignored Arthas's mockery.

This was just too powerful.

The sky itself was shaken.

The clouds were torn apart.

Countless light gathered within Jean's body.

She continuously absorbed power, and the Excalibur in her hand.

Bloomed with infinite radiance.

At that moment, she became the messenger of light.

Her whole person was bathed in light.

"Are you ready to accept judgment? This will be your burial ground... Mal'Ganis... you sinful Nathrezim..."

"You bastard, to think you know so many of our secrets, I absolutely cannot let you survive."

Mal'Ganis was cunning.

In fact, he already understood that he could not win.

His initial carelessness.

Had cost him an arm.

Now the opponent had recovered her stamina.

But he had no way to recover.

Therefore, he already had thoughts of retreating.

Swish.

Smoke exploded.

Mal'Ganis wanted to leave, but a holy barrier locked him in place.

The sky was full of golden chains.

And he could no longer escape.

He could only fight the woman before him to the death.

Mal'Ganis grinned hideously and flew toward Jean.

At the same time, countless black mist appeared at his missing arm, forming another arm.

However, the light bloomed.

Mal'Ganis's fist.

Was melted with ease.

No matter how he attacked.

Jean could dodge easily.

The light was continuously contracting.

And Mal'Ganis felt the pressure growing greater and greater.

It was very likely that he would be finished off soon.

Three minutes later.

The Excalibur in Jean's hand finally gathered enough power.

"Demon, die..."

"No..."

A massive sword pressure descended.

Mal'Ganis discovered that his body was actually unable to move.

This damn woman.

Why was she so powerful?

Was he really going to die here?

He tried to release various spells to escape.

However, the light of the stars suppressed him in place.

He was just a powerful demon.

While this sword represented the light of hope for a planet.

Therefore, Mal'Ganis's death.

Was merely a foregone conclusion.

Jean took a step forward.

The blade slashed forward.

Mal'Ganis's eyes widened.

And then his body was cut into countless fragments.

Until his death, he did not understand.

How the secrets of his race.

Were exposed.

Even the Dark Titan shouldn't have known his identity.

The battle was over.

However, the mission was not over.

Because there were many undead in Stratholme that needed to be purified.

However, the subsequent matters were very simple.

Jean took the initiative to find Lisa, asking her not to purify them too quickly, and it would be best to leave some undead behind.

"What are you planning?"

"Right... head to Dalaran, to acquire some magical knowledge. If we purify them directly, we won't gain anything, and this prince of ours is very wealthy.

We are working so hard.

We have to get something out of it."

Looking at Jean, who was like an old fox.

Lisa covered her mouth and laughed: "You are truly becoming more and more wicked... but I like it..."