Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 920 17. You don't have to fight anymore

Vigvers Knifewind is very refreshing.

He was notorious for slaughtering countless vrykul compatriots during his lifetime, and he was the most ruthless and fearsome vrykul pirate king in his era.

Of course, it is impossible for such an evil soul to spy on the glory of the Hall of Valor.

After it died in the catastrophe of a polar storm that swept across the sea, its cursed soul, drowned, deservedly came to the "good place" of Hell.

For other vrykul, falling into Hell means a terrible ending, but for a vicious guy like Vigfors Bladewind, Hell is really its best destination.

In the hell formed by a group of the most despicable bastards, this ruthless butcher quickly stood out from Hela's cannon fodder by relying on his cold-blooded cruelty, cunning and vicious nature.

It quickly won Hella's appreciation.

And after launching a rare successful sneak attack and massacre on the Vrykul clan under the protection of Odin, with the heads of hundreds of Vrykul warriors as tribute, he finally got the two holy blades bestowed by Hela.

The Valagar battle sword, this pair of supreme blades specially prepared by Odin's blacksmiths for the bravest heroic spirits, was of course not obtained by Hela through bright means.

On the eve when the Evil Queen and the traitors of the Titan-forged teamed up to seal Odin in the Sky Fortress, the cunning Hela stole many important things from Odin's treasure, the Curry.

For example, the shield of Odin, Shivara's guardian that Bu Laike once owned.

Hela's vision is very picky, she only brings those sacred objects that will greatly strengthen the power of Odin, but this pair of battle swords is not stolen by Hela, but the brave hero who holds it, in order to save Odin, kill alone A lost item after entering Hell.

It can only be said that the Queen took advantage of it out of thin air.

Not only did she snatch the holy blade, but she also injected her own corrupt power into it, not just to humiliate Odin, but more practical.

She is eager to create her own Hela warriors like Odin forged the Heroic Legion.

It's a pity that it is too difficult to choose a qualified soul in Hell, Hela can only be a short general, and finally chooses Vigvers Daofeng, a cruel soul, to hold the blade of anger.

Hela wasn't worried about Vigfors' loyalty, or that it couldn't use this supreme weapon well.

Because not everyone can use these two knives, Hela has made it very clear when she gave the sharp blade, Odin's power surges in the holy sword, eager to see war and destruction.

If Vigvers cannot pour this devastation upon others, then it must bear it on its own.

Under such pressure, Vigvers did not disappoint Hela after getting the double blades. It has plundered many powerful souls for Hell to prove that it is worthy of these two swords.

It clearly confuses the concepts of "strength" and "brutality."

But it doesn't matter, in the cultural tradition of Hell, these two words have always had the same meaning. And now, Vigvers Daofeng is about to harvest the next brave soul for Queen Hela.

It looked at the Supreme Shield Maiden Heya who was knocked to the ground by it. It sneered cruelly, and strode forward holding the Valaghar sword. It wanted to harvest the soul who was qualified enough to step into the Hall of Valor.

This will allow it to receive Hela's supreme praise, and the Nine Warrior Gods under His Majesty's allegiance will soon become the "Ten Warrior Gods".

Hahaha.

A feeling of triumph surged in the heart of the brutal Hylagar, causing him to speak vulgar words:

"Woman! Weak."

Looking at the Supreme Shield Maiden who was lying on the ground and still struggling to get up in front of her, seeing her unyielding expression and the blood stained on her face, Vigvers Daofeng's cold heart was filled with the ecstasy of the perpetrator.

It loves to see such expressions on the faces of its enemies, a compliment to the Slayer.

And the shame in his heart that he was almost stabbed by the stinky pirate disappeared in front of such weird enjoyment.

Hey, I'm still so strong, with two blades in my hands, so brave and unparalleled! It just missed by accident last time, after it enjoys this sad and powerful soul, it will go looking for that stinky pirate again.

How dare a mere junior dare to be so arrogant in front of seniors?

He really needs to be taught a lesson.

"he, tui!"

Heya, who was knocked down by the twin blades of anger, showed her attitude with practical actions. This counterattack was somewhat rude.

But there is no way, Vrykul people are such a guy.

They're really bad at humiliating people with words, and their swearing vocabulary is so poor that it makes Bo Laike sad to see it, and the greenskins cry when they smell it.

The Supreme Shield Maiden's eyes were full of shame and disdain.

She knew very well that she was not defeated by this shameful butcher, but by the two battle swords in his hands, and those two weapons possessed two different divine powers.

Fiery comes from the Lord of War, giving the bearer endless brute force and furious frenzy.

The cold one comes from the queen of hell, invalidating the defenses of all enemies, and then imposing a weak curse on them.

If a real warrior holds them, the Supreme Shieldmaid might not be able to last even one round, but she was a little tired after fighting for a long time before, and she fought back and forth with Vigvers Bladewind several times minute.

This is enough to prove that the coward who thinks he is strong in front of him is only relying on the power of the holy sword to act fiercely.

Heya is not afraid of death.

Every Valkyrie candidate is not afraid of death, she is only afraid that death will not be honorable enough. And dying at the hands of such a person is simply an extreme humiliation to the word glory.

But Vigvers ignored the contempt in Heya's eyes.

The hatred and humiliation in those big gray eyes made it even more excited. If it was still alive, it would definitely have to insult the female warrior in front of it first.

Too bad it doesn't have that function anymore.

But it doesn't matter, the more it is like this, the more it enjoys it, and it likes the feeling that you can't beat me, and there is nothing you can do.

"Die, I will send you to a 'good place'."

The cruel Helagar sneered and waved his two knives, and slashed at Heya in front of him. He had already seen the scene where his head flew up and blood splattered everywhere.

The head of this beautiful and punchable vrykul woman is sure to be one of its best collections.

The double blades that slashed down in anger lit up two different lights, and Heya opened her eyes angrily. Even if she died, she would always remember this bastard's face, and after death, she would also want to.

"boom"

A dim tauren war halberd swept over, and accurately blocked the twin swords of Vigvers Daofeng. The tall Narmus roared, holding the eagle's claws in his hand, Block the burning double swords with the tenacity of the ancient war halberd.

The soul's eyes were red, and he roared, as if he was alive.

The divine power passed down from generation to generation by the Gao Ling clan pushed the brutal Helagar warrior back several steps, and was knocked back a few steps by Gao Ling's slashing halberd in his hand.

The combat techniques that Huon Gaoling used to slaughter the Lord of Dread were used. It was very similar to the fighting style of the orc hunters, but it was more suitable for the mighty tauren.

Narmus twirled his war halberd, calmly watching the angry Vigfors charging towards him. Just as he was about to collide, the tauren hunter's huge body leaped back deftly, allowing the Hela warrior to jump into the air.

After jumping back for a moment, he charged forward again, with the halberd in his hand like an eagle pouncing on his food, he shot three mongoose slams with incomparable speed, poking three holes in the Hella warrior.

The final move is like an eagle spreading its wings.

A powerful raptor strike almost knocked away the Odin's Wrath sword in Vigvers' hands.

what a pity.

The Eagle Claw has lost the power of Loa, otherwise the three punctures just now would be enough to tear this weak soul instantly.

"Tauren, you are too far away from home."

The beaten Hela warrior was taken aback, thinking that another difficult enemy was coming, but after seeing the opponent in front of him clearly, he let out a wolf-like laugh.

It licks its lips and says:

"After knocking you down, I will tie you up in chains, and tie you up in front of His Majesty's shrine, and let you suffer from the scouring of the sea of ​​darkness every day, until you cry and beg for death.

But I will reject you cruelly!

I also want to kill Highmountain, because of your disrespect and overreach, I will kill a hundred tauren like you among your people.

I want you to watch them howl and melt."

"Of course you can go to Highmountain."

Narmus, burning his soul, said:

"I'm just the weakest of my people, I'm a disgrace to them, I'd love to send you to Highmountain, to show you how brutal the Highmountain clan is to the wicked.

You are such a bastard who relies on weapons to fight fiercely, you can't even survive a night in our snow mountain.

Do you only bully women? "

Gao Ling unleashed the ancestral taunt:

"Why don't you dare to compete with a man like you?"

"joke."

Vigfors laughed and lifted the sword again, and it said:

"How long can your soul burn? Today is really strange, a woman who is willing to die, a man who imitates others to be a hero. It's a pity that you have been plagued by frustration during your lifetime, and you are doomed to achieve nothing after death!

I don't need to crush you at all.

I just need to watch you burn out the last of your strength and turn into a weak landlubber. "

"boom"

It was answered with a sharper and faster thrust of the spear.

Narmus gave up the provocation. The Hela warrior in front of him said it well. He has a limited time to burn himself, and he must defeat it before he becomes weak.

The dull eagle's claw seemed to be glowing again, responding to the fighting will of Narmus, the last of the claw's guardians, but the kaolin bull didn't care anymore.

He just wants to complete his last battle in this world before he dies completely.

Spears and swords clashed.

The fierce battle made the surrounding Helagal dare not go forward at all. Narmus' hunting tactics were extremely fierce, and the advantage of the long weapon such as the war spear made him not afraid of group attacks at all.

As long as someone dares to come up to provoke, a wild slaughter with a spinning blow is enough to stir up those little soldiers into a fog.

Vigvers also felt the pressure.

This was a completely different pressure from the fight with Heya just now. It could smash Heya's weapon with the power of the sword to defeat her, but it couldn't smash the weapon of the crazy tauren in front of him.

Although the dull battle spear was dusty, it was obviously a supreme weapon not weaker than the Holy Blade of Wrath.

Being unable to crush the weapon means that it has fallen into a similar predicament as it did with Bu Laike, and it must rely on its own combat skills and real strength to complete this battle.

But in the face of a madman who was already determined to die, and even burned his soul, Vigvers flinched shamefully.

Of course it has countless reasons to defend itself, but this cannot change the fact that it has been defending and dare not attack. The red-eyed mad bull in front of it gave it a kind of pressure.

As long as it makes a mistake once, it will be seriously injured by the increasingly fierce spear piercing.

It is not willing to take risks.

Once he was seriously injured, he might not be able to suppress the power of Odin in the Valagar sword. That power hated all the creatures in Hell, and killing the tauren in front of him would not bring him any benefit.

You just have to drag it on.

This tauren doesn't have much time, its soul has become very thin, and it is going to be weak, but at that time, I have a lot of opportunities to kill it.

And Narmus didn't think about it at all.

He just waved his weapon silently, constantly attacking and striking, turning his past shame and failure into burning power, and he was bound to complete his curtain call today.

The eagle's claws screamed.

It wasn't because it couldn't bear the impact of the weapon, but it felt the weakness of Narmus, and its eagle-talon defender was about to leave it again.

"no no!"

The seriously injured Supreme Shield Maiden stood up staggeringly, staring at the battle in front of her in real time.

"It's a shame I don't need a man to save me."

She grabbed her broken spear and limped towards the battlefield in front of her. She wanted to help Narmus defeat Vigfors Bladewind's defense and give Narmus a chance to defeat the enemy with one blow.

Near, near.

"go to hell!"

Heya roared and burst into anger, and threw the broken spear in her hand like a throwing axe. The roaring broken spear forced Vigvers to block with his sword.

At the same time, a high-speed piercing halberd came out of the nest like a poisonous snake, piercing the Hela warrior's heart with a puff.

Narmus charged forward, trying to tear Vigvers' soul apart, and the painful brutal man also turned red, and stabbed the sword in his hand at the mad bull regardless.

"puff"

The sword pierced through his chest, and Narmus felt his soul being torn apart.

pain!

ow.

It's like the pain in my heart when I was torn open by Dakar's sharp claws.

But so what?

I am already dead, can I die again?

"die!"

The kaolin ox roared and turned the spear, breaking up a third of Vigvers' body of mist, and only needed to make up for it with another shot. Unfortunately, my time is up.

The power is dissipating.

The soul is not burning enough anymore.

Narmus' eyes dimmed.

finally.

In the end it still failed.

"wow"

The whirling holy blade of light flew over, like a blow from a shadow, piercing Vigvers' back from behind, and the burst of scorching light interrupted the Hela warrior's final counterattack amidst howling.

And Bu Laike's tired voice also sounded in Narmus' ears.

He said:

"Finish your hunt. Count what I owe you, and I pay it off."

"Thanks."

Narmus laughed and waved the eagle's claws, and at the moment when Vigfors Bladewind was about to be burned to ashes, he swung his war halberd like his ancestor Huln Highmountain.

The cold knife light flashed away.

The Hela warrior's head, lingering in fear and pain, swirled out, fell at Heya's feet, and was trampled into mist by the Supreme Shield Maiden.

"boom"

The eagle's claws rested on the muddy ground, and Narmus looked weakly at Bu Laike, who was also in a mess, leaning on his battle spear.

The kaoling ox showed a smile, and he asked:

"Do you think I'm awesome?"

"dont see."

The pirate leaned on the dimmed Ashbringer angrily, glanced at the two holy blades under his feet, and said:

"But it's really awesome. The raptor attack just now, Hu En Gaoling would call him an expert after seeing it."

(end of this chapter)