"I hope he is brave, firm, and open-minded. I hope his life is smooth and majestic and can withstand the torture of his heart. I hope that, timid, cowardly, and obedient, will stay away from him. For this reason, I must first become such a person. Because only in this way can I become his role model. Failure is not terrible. What is terrible is that when we face difficulties, we should take steps to pursue it. Even if we fail, someone will take our banner and continue moving forward."

Ritchie stood quietly, his father's outline appeared before him little by little.

"There won't be a day when you fight. Until then, I'll get everything done."

He has always been so firm.

"You will have your own glory. Glory is not only about eliminating the enemy. Even eliminating the enemy is just the beginning. War is not our goal, it is just a means we take when we have to. After the war, we still need to rebuild and there are more things to do. Let everyone be kind and upright and let the holy light shine on every corner of the world is our real goal."

So decisive.

"I'm sorry, I can't accompany you. I haven't been with you for much time since you were born. I'm not a competent father. But I love you. I think I should at least set a good example for you."

At this moment, he seemed to see his father, the smiling face that no one had seen before. So sunny and so warm...

The already dead heart suddenly hopped gently, bringing endless pain that reached the depths of his soul. Blood oozed out of his eyes that had lost his eyes, soaking his cheeks.

"Take good care of your mother. Don't have hatred, hatred, and you can't save anything. You can't let the darkness erode your soul or your soul. No matter what reason, you can't. Promise me, okay?"

"My father..." Ritchie opened his mouth slightly, knelt down on one knee at Gray's relics, put his hand on his chest, and struggled to pile up a look, like laughing, or crying: "Whether you have left this world or not, I will follow your last wish, take your flag, and continue your way. I will be what you hope, and make this world what you hope."

Salina and Delia opened their eyes wide and stared blankly.

As he slowly got up, Ricci walked out of the door step by step, came to the balcony, used his flying magic, and soared into the air.

...

Just as both sides were working hard to face a big battle, a voice rang out in everyone's mind.

"Uncle Brutu, Uncle Simon, and all the uncles and aunts. As the only son of Lich King Grey Grugru, please let me handle this matter?"

Suddenly, the whole world became quiet. Both sides were nervous and looked at the child who suddenly appeared on the battlefield in surprise.

...

The Holy Spirit in the Holy Light and the Demon in the Abyss were stunned.

...

Under everyone's gaze, Ricci flew forward little by little to the forefront of the battlefield.

"Of course, you have absolute decisions."

"Agree, no matter what decision you make, I support it."

"agree."

"agree."

The voices of the lichs rang.

The strong wind blew.

Looking around the golden dragons around him, Ricci whispered: "I want to meet your great elders in the name of the son of the Lich King."

The golden dragons were obviously stunned for a moment, looking at each other one after another.

Soon, they made way for a corridor. The great elder, who had transformed into a golden dragon, appeared in front of Ricci with the other five elders flapping their wings.

"Child, do you have any requirements?"

"Take the two murderers. I know they are in your hands, hand them over."

The Great Elder of Jinlong was obviously hesitant, but he was just hesitant. The current situation was no longer allowed to refuse.

The two bound golden dragons were carried down by the other golden dragons and came to Ricci.

Ricci raised his hand, and the two skull dragons Andrevich and Alex Trauma behind him had already rushed forward.

Roar, wail, scream.

In front of all the golden dragons, they bit open the necks of the two golden dragons and pulled out their spines. The flesh and blood were splattered all over the ground.

All the golden dragons were watching in horror, and no one dared to say anything.

Ricky hovered in the air expressionlessly until the two golden dragons were torn to pieces, then he whispered: "Okay, the matter is over."

"What, this is the end?" The lichs were in an uproar.

"We! We have to do a lot more things!" Ritchie shouted loudly: "We have to continue walking on the road of the Lich King! That is something he is willing to protect with his life! Continue to move forward is our best memorial to the Lich King! It is also the best response to the enemy! The war with the Black Dragon has not ended, on the contrary, it has just begun! They will pay a heavy price for their actions!"

Suddenly, the Lichs' argument subsided.
Chapter completed!