Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 1014 18. Furious One--adding more to the Monobe Budo Brothers [322]

The army of the dark blade is overwhelming, and the abyss of the underworld that was raided can be called gloomy.

This war came too suddenly, and the dark blade was attacked from both ends, so that the Kvaldir Legion, which was scattered in various places and had no time to gather, was divided by several assault troops of the dark blade before they could show their numerical advantage. Stuck in their respective battle zones, if Hela wants to regroup her army that is several times larger than the Dark Blade, she must first cut through the Dark Blade's front.

But the problem is that the unconventional firepower of the Dark Blade and the supply of holy silver weapons regardless of cost make it almost impossible to penetrate the front line, and it is not only Hela who is mobilizing the legion. With the passage of time, the remaining The dark blade group below is also constantly joining the battlefield, making the already formed battlefield encirclement even stronger.

What's more terrible is that the land of Hell Abyss Continent is scattered, and it is listed in the Dead Sea like an archipelago. When Hela's several misty fleets were wiped out by the Dark Blade's Dead Sea Fleet, the Hell's legion The direct consequence of losing the command of the sea is rapidly losing the sea, and the strategic depth of the abyss side of Hell is squeezed crazily. When the 6th hour of the war between the two sides comes, the 5 Kvaldir legions crowded together are crushed by the super giant A large amount of firepower projected and destroyed, directly leading to the mountain road leading to Hela's throne, falling into the hands of the dark blade.

The opening of the road to the final battlefield means that the war has officially entered the second stage.

Hella, why don't you come out and meet me?

The deep voice of the high lord echoed in the eternal battlefield filled with gray mist, but there was no response.

Several legions serving as the vanguard are displayed in front of the battlefield, the flags are swaying, the peaks of soldiers are chilling, and the death lords are wiping their weapons, waiting for the order to start the war. Although the war into the abyss of hell has gone smoothly so far, the real battle It has not yet arrived. Compared with the Kvaldir who are numerous but vulnerable, the Helagar underworld warriors who have not yet appeared on the battlefield are the real opponents of the Dark Blade Legion!

And the battlefield in front of me is a fetid swamp decorated with weird salt water monsters and drowned souls. In this swamp, you can see the wreckage left after the fierce battle everywhere. The bones of the warriors of hell have decayed over time, and even their unyielding souls have become corrupt and depraved.

This is called the Eternal Battlefield. It is said that after Hela and Loken jointly imprisoned Odin, those heroic warriors who escaped everything fought against the betrayed Hela to the end in this place. Those heroic spirits who were loyal to Odin They are here to bury their bones.

It is said that this is also the slaughterhouse where the crazy Hela tortured the soul.

That lunatic dragged the heroic warriors of this world into hell forcibly. She longed for the loyalty of these warriors, but real warriors would not be afraid of Hela's majesty of death, so this crazy god of death chose to torture their souls and throw them Enter this fetid swamp, trample on their dignity, use endless pain and torture, completely wear away the rebelliousness in their souls, retain their bravery, and then inject dark will into them, and finally transform them into Own Hylagar warlord.

For a true fighter, such a muddled ending is simply a shame, but they have no choice but to fall into this hell, and in this hell controlled by Hela, they can't even ask for death!

You don't want to come out? Very good!

The great lord holding the dark battle sword looked at the pale lightning that was constantly shining in the dim sky in the distance. The gloomy light curtain was mixed in the wet and cold gray fog, making this eternal battlefield look full of ominous, and the gloomy death is like It's hiding behind those dark curtains, looking at everything in front of them with their own evil eyes, they are whispering, brewing an unspeakable conspiracy, as if they are planning to murder everything.

This is a very different power from Tyrion's death...like another interpretation of death.

Then here I come, Hella!

The great lord stepped forward, and the cold wind of the spirit world blew his cloak. In the fluttering of the hunting black cloak, under the skull mask made of ice, Tyrion's ice blue A look of extreme impatience gleamed in his eyes.

The bad news brought by Yuna made Tyrion completely lose patience with the war in front of him. He wanted to end it all in the shortest possible time, and then caught that damned Flynn in the Dark Temple. He wanted to disassemble him. bones, escape his heart, tear his soul!

He wanted to see what it was that gave that little bastard the courage to try to take his daughter away!

I will really step into your world, and I will take away everything from you! Including your hatred, your delusions...

Woo, woo

And just when Tyrion stepped into the swamp of the eternal battlefield, in the fog in front of him, a low-pitched horn sounded abruptly. Infiltrating every corner of this dark world is like announcing the arrival of the final battle in this world.

Hela is also a god of death. There is a revenge that must be completed in her heart. She will not sit still until the time for the end of the grievance arrives!

crash

When the horn reverberated, around the Throne of Hella on the small island, the calm and turbid Dead Sea became violent at this moment, and the sea water full of the power of death was blown away by the roar of the sea monster. Going into the sky, the violent waves blow away the gray mist on the battlefield. Tyrion, who was standing quietly in the salt water swamp, looked up and saw a huge black wave with a height of more than 20 meters roaring into the swamp. The battlefield, like a swung war hammer, slammed towards him and his army fiercely.

In the midst of the tide, against the backdrop of the black death, Hela with a distorted complexion was hiding in the tumbling tide. On her blue face, the viciousness and madness that penetrated into the bone marrow made people shudder. .

Bury! Tyrion! Arrogant! This is the world I was born for!

Be buried!

Boom

Millions of tons of dead sea water drown everything, where the cold water goes, the whole fetid saltwater swamp is drowned, the bones in the muddy water, the glory buried here, the war dead, the darkness In the past, everything was completely crushed, and Hela's sharp laughter spread throughout the hell. In this world that has been controlled by her for tens of thousands of years, she can mobilize every bit of power in this land to ruthlessly crush her opponents!

However, this is ultimately limited...

hehe

The crazy sea tide is like a wall of charging that destroys everything. It squeezes towards the high lord and his army in a destructive gesture. The cold water splashes in all directions, and even the hazy sky is covered. , in the face of the death power raised by Hela, even the ground of Hell trembled, and the great lord stood on the trembling battlefield, like a fisherman looking at the rising sea.

kuang

Tyrion's slender and slender arms spread out, holding the heavy Ashbringer in his palm, his right hand wearing a black gauntlet facing forward, with five fingers spread out, black light dancing at the fingertips, like a swirl of swirls. At the moment when the great lord's power extended outwards, a stream of frost and ice visible to the naked eye wrapped around his body, transforming into a blizzard covering the entire Dark Blade battlefield in an instant .

This is what looks like a god of death...

The great lord raised his head, and the cold air of the ice skull covering his face was blown away by the wind at this moment, revealing the halo like a blood moon in his eyes. The contact, entanglement and collision of the two gods of death made everyone The lord's long gray hair fluttered in the air, and at the moment when power and power really started to collide, his voice also became cold as ice:

This world lives because of you, and it will... die because of me!

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At this moment, the soul-shocking hissing replaced the sight and light scattering, like an invisible hand, arbitrarily obliterating all the luster on the eternal battlefield, those red, green, and golden rays of light are all Fading at this moment, the weak undead couldn't look directly at the light from the collision between the two, and even in the eyes of those powerful undead, everything in the hell hell became pale at this moment.

Wither! Hella...

The energy impact visible to the naked eye, like a ring-shaped storm, expands in all directions from the collision of the two invisible forces. The terrifying low-temperature storm envelops the entire Throne of Hela and all the creatures on the Eternal Battlefield. The legion stands in the mountain road, thick frost condenses on the armor of these loyal undead, and on the top of the gloomy mountain, the whistling low-temperature storm even pulls out a series of illusory ice on the ridge. stream banner.

After a while, the doomsday scene subsided slightly. In the extremely cold ice stream, the undead of Dark Blade raised their heads and saw their leader, the supreme lord Tyrion, still standing in place, the cold wind was gentle by his hand On the land in front of his eyes, the tide of the Dead Sea rolling in with a weight of tens of millions of tons has been frozen on the eternal battlefield in a distorted and rolling posture, like an ancient The presence of large black glaciers in general.

Terrible cold air escaped from the black glacier, the tumbling water was frozen in the ice, and even the power of death contained in the water was diluted and frozen.

wow

The last few tumbling tides, under the control of Hela who was unwilling to fail, were like torrent water knives sweeping everything, cutting towards Tyrion's body from all directions, but the water knives roared in the air, getting closer, the tumbling water knives The faster the water flow is frozen, finally, at the moment when they are about to touch the holy body of the great lord, these water flows extending from the large glacier of the dead sea tide, which is completely blown by the wind, are also frozen in the cold air .

Your attack is over, now...

Take my sword!

Tyrion's left hand held the handle of Ashbringer's sword. On the cold battlefield, his figure appeared in front of the black glacier like black lightning. The power of death gathered on the blade, and finally, with Tyrion's deep cry, the heavy shadow blade turned into thousands of lights and shadows, and slashed fiercely at the thick, dust-covered super-large glacier in front of him. superior.

Boom

Just like the scene of destruction when the tide came, at the moment it was completely shattered by the power of the great lord, the tens of millions of tons of crushed ice, together with the frozen residues of Hela's flesh and blood tentacles, were like It was a howling storm of destruction. Under the control of Tyrion's will, driven by the power of death, this pale stream of ice smashed backward in a gesture of destroying everything.

Amidst the continuous roar, the Throne of Hela built on the island was completely submerged and completely destroyed by the white ice and the lights and shadows flying all over the sky!

Forward! Occupy this land!

The great lord suspended in the air pointed the blade in his hand forward. Under his order, the Dark Blade Legion, which had already been prepared, was like the tide breaking the dam. Rushing into this dead ice world, roaring artillery fire across the sky, announcing the arrival of Dark Blade's iron-fisted rule, and those soldiers in black armor raised the battle flag of Dark Blade, led by the lords, Into Hela's world.

The most elite Helagal warriors under Hela's command rushed out of the fog of the Dead Sea. These dead souls were sluggish and reckless. There was no soul under their empty bodies. They wore pale armor and were driven by instinctive anger. , rushed into the battlefield amid Hela's frenzied roar, struggling to resist the attack of the mighty Dark Blade Legion.

Except for Hela who is hiding in the Dead Sea, everything seems to be settled.

It's not over yet! Tyrion...

Hela's sharp and vicious cry made Tyrion bow his head. Under the destroyed Hela Throne, in the tumbling Dead Sea, a huge figure, like a giant from the abyss, emerged from the black tide. Come up little by little.

Against the background of the gray mist, the figure appeared extremely large, heavy and bloated, like a modified skeleton monster, but its whole body was covered with cursed metal, and on its head was the most gloomy battle helmet. , holding a rusted iron anchor in its hand, tightly wrapped around the monster's arm with a chain, making it look like a mythical giant, possessing a depraved and dark majesty.

Face this creature of death and the abyss! My Titan of the Deep!

Kill them all!

In Hela's shout, the dark giant swung the heavy anchor in his hand, and slammed it fiercely at the Dark Blade's formation. The anchor hit the ground, and the terrifying force rolled on the frozen ground, causing the ground Several ravines were raised above, and hundreds of Dark Blade soldiers were buried under the tumbling earth.

And several Helagar warriors with different weapons jumped into the battlefield from the shoulders of the dark giant. Under Hela's order, they entangled their opponents and wrestled with the death lords. They didn't have time to command the Dark Blade Legion to attack the city, and further away in the Dead Sea, an octopus-like Dead Sea monster was awakened by Hela. It was her pet, a sea monster named Kraken! Whether it is Vrykul, Kul Tiras, or even pirates, one-third of the legends are related to the terrifying Kraken. It is said that this sea beast often rolls up in the cold North Sea. The waves of death are as bad as their masters.

Just when the great lord raised his weapon and was about to kill the weird dark giant, several black tentacles whizzed over and blocked Tyrion's way forward. A cold voice sounded from the Dead Sea behind the great lord , accompanied by the tumbling of the vortex on the water surface, Hela's huge and distorted figure rose up from the dark water. She looked at Tyrion, opened her claws, and several pieces of soul fragments that resembled the great lord himself were shining in her hands. :

Tyrion! Go back with your legion!

Otherwise, you will never be complete!