Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 1016 20. Destruction (Part 1)--Add more changes for the brothers of the housekeeper Yunqian [522]

It has been several years since Archimonde led the demon army into Azeroth.

The Dark Blade Legion, which was not particularly powerful at that time, set a death trap for the great demon in this world under the extreme operation of the great lord. Under the operation of unequal intelligence, Archimonde did not notice Stepped into this trap, and was sent to the soul by Tyrion with the eye of Sargeras who was ready to do something.

The mighty Archimonde died tragically in the ruins of Dalaran, barely showing his power, but its soul, which would have returned to the Twisting Nether, was forcibly left in Azeroth, and was killed by the shameless Grim Reaper. Under the intervention of Bwonsamdi and Hella, it was divided into two parts. Tyrion desperately snatched one part, but the other fell into Hela's hands.

Yes, Bwonsamdi failed to keep the great demon soul in his hand, and was taken away by Hela.

The soul is very common in the hands of the god of death. Occasionally, the god of death will use the soul as currency or special resources, but the soul of a big demon like Archimonde is very precious, and the soul of this strong person has a very high Potential and extensibility, after being twisted in a special way, these souls will show many special effects.

Just like the unstoppable berserk giant that is rampaging on the eternal battlefield right now... It is called the deep sea titan by Hela, and Hela used the strongest metal in hell to make a shell that imitated the body of the guardian. He was also pretending to be wearing a dark battle helmet, which looked like a mess, but in the eyes of the death lords, the powerful core driving this guy's continuous operation was the distorted soul of the Great Demon.

Archimonde's mutilated soul!

Hela used the other souls in her hands to repair the incompleteness of Archimonde's soul, and through cruel torture, erased the consciousness of the great demon, retained its fighting instinct, and gave it the ability to manipulate death, making it It has infinite power again.

But as Hela said, this deep sea titan was not prepared for Tyrion and his Dark Blade Legion. It was a secret weapon made by Hela. It was originally intended to be used to storm the sky fortress Valagar... This deep-sea titan is called Gail by Hela, and it has a nickname called Eternal Enemy, so it is obvious that it is the original enemy.

It's Odin!

Hela had high hopes to block the wrath of the most powerful titan guardian, which was enough to show the tyranny of this twisted soul deformity.

boom

As soon as Yrel and Lumi rushed to the edge of the battlefield, a black-armored warrior whirled out and smashed into the frozen ground beside them. A few seconds later, the grey-faced orc knight Glokush emerged from the sag. Standing up from the ground, the heavy power hammer in his hand has been smashed into a U-shaped depression, and the hammer head keeps shining with lightning sparks. Obviously, this weapon made by the dark blade masters is completely useless up.

Pooh!

The orc moved some deformed bones, and stared viciously at the dark giant rampaging in the dark blade position in front of him. He threw the broken war hammer aside, and shouted to the two girls beside him:

You two support me! The three of us will kill it!

As soon as Glokush's words fell, the thick left hand of the deep-sea titan that had destroyed an artillery position waved back, and the huge anchor full of rust was like a shooting star, whistling towards the place where the three death lords were. place.

boom

The anchor hit the ground, blasting out a crater-like mark on the frozen land, and this blow was accompanied by some kind of strange magic effect. Between the shocks of the bombardment, the land was completely It began to vibrate and crack strangely.

then!

While tumbling, Yrel threw the mechanical power hammer in her hand to Glokush, who was unarmed. She herself stretched her hand behind her back, pulled out the long sword she had just cast, and held it in her hand.

This heavy sword made by Magni Bronzebeard is very beautiful. It has a streamlined blade, a thick circular hilt, and is made of source quality steel that Dark Blade currently does not have much in stock. It is Azeroth It is the strongest metal with super energy conductivity known in the Sri Lankan world, and the most striking thing is that a diamond-shaped purple crystal is inlaid on the hilt of this long sword.

It was the inheritance given to Yrel by the prophet Velen before his death... the Atama crystal that can predict the future, the song of the soul.

Of course, Yrel can't use it to predict the future, but the various abilities possessed by the Atama crystal itself give this sword a very special effect...

Yo, this is your Blue Rage?

Lumi, wielding the holy sword of death, Quel'sera, easily knocked down several Hylagar generals who were trying to sneak attack, while looking back at the strange epee held by Sister Ho, she looked at the sword There was a gem shining with a dim light on the handle, she asked curiously:

I thought this sword was blue. Speaking of which, what's the use of this gemstone besides being beautiful?

I heard from Magni that this sword has great potential...

Yriel swung her sword while answering. With a yell, she jumped into the army formation of Hylagar soldiers who had regrouped in front of her. Haunted all over her body, surrounded by a blanket of frost, making her look like a goddess of death. In just a dozen seconds, the Hylagar soldiers around her were cut down to the ground, and strands of The purple soul light also wrapped around Yrel strangely.

Yo! Not bad!

Lumi whistled presumptuously. As a well-informed death lord, she obviously knew what those purple rays of light represented. It was a sign of extracting souls. Maybe the song of souls gave Yrel's sword to devour souls. This ability is very similar to Apocalypse and Frostmourne. The Azure Rage in Yrel's hands has only just been born, but as more and more souls are killed, the true power of this sword will be revealed in the future.

It's still a soul-devouring sword... It seems that our little Yrel is really evil!

boom

Before Luminas finished expressing his emotions, Grokush and the deep-sea Titan Gale fought together again on the other side. The violent orc swung his mechanical warhammer, and under the power of the rocket jet, he smashed it with one blow. It landed on the fist of the deep-sea titan, smashed the metal on the left fist of the giant, and was also repelled. Hela's pet roared and wanted to chase, but the next moment, one left, one right, one red and one red. Zi's ​​two sword lights slashed at its body respectively.

Yrel and Lumi quickly climbed onto the giant's body with the grip of death. On the broad shoulders, they frantically used the long sword in their hands to destroy the armor that Hela made for the deformed soul. For monsters, any physical damage is difficult to be effective, but fortunately, as death knights, they have many ways to attack the soul.

Saurfang! Come to me!

Glokush saw the two ladies attacking Gale, and the orc death lord swung his warhammer and charged the dark giant head-on again. He really enjoyed the battle of challenging powerful enemies in hell. Of course, he Not forgetting his friends, he calls out to others in a spiritual link:

Come on! There's fun here!

wait a minutes!

Saurfang, another orc deathlord, responded:

I have a tricky enemy here too, but I'll be able to deal with it soon!

Hey, wait until I get there before taking out that giant...don't take all the fun out of the fight! Save some for me!

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Saurfang can be regarded as the handful with the strongest combat power among the many death lords and sub-lords of Dark Blade. There was a time when he was even able to match the not-so-powerful Tyrion. Of course, that is already in the past thing.

And on the battlefield of Hell, what Lord Saurfang called troublesome would definitely not be a warrior like a rookie.

In fact, at this time, on the front line not far from the eternal enemy Gale, Saurfang, armed with a mechanical axe, was fighting with a commander of the Hylagar Legion on the battle-torn battlefield! And what is surprising is that Saurfang, who is known for his brute force and beheading, was suppressed head-on by that tall and weird Vrykul in this duel.

Uh, this Vrykul is actually an old acquaintance of the Dark Blade Legion. When Danas Trollbane was punished to fight in Northrend for doing something stupid, the Cold Wind War led by him The regiment destroyed the hostile vrykul in Howling Bay, and in a one-on-one duel, killed the leader of those vrykul, the king of the vrykul who had just awakened from a long sleep, that is, the one in front of him Guy, Ymiron.

Ymiron is a famous and powerful monarch in the history of the Vrykul, but his reign coincided with the spread of the curse of flesh and blood. In order to ensure the purity of the blood of the Vrykul, Ymiron slaughtered many people who were infected with the curse. He did not bring his people into a deep sleep like death, trying to avoid the spread of the curse of flesh and blood.

In short, it is difficult to judge his merits and demerits in his life, so that after his death, Odin's Val'kyr did not pull this Vrykul warrior into the Hall of Valor, so Ymiron could only come to Hela's The abyss of Hell, became the commander of the Hylagar battle group.

And now, he met Dark Blade again on the battlefield, isn't this the best chance for revenge?

Where is Danath! Let that coward of Trollbane come out to me!

Waving two heavy battle swords with blades arranged like dragon scales and shining purple light, the fallen king Ymiron roared. Like a real berserker, he swung his swords like a violent rainstorm. Slamming hard at the orc lord in front of him, Saurfang used his heavy mechanical ax to block the bombardment of the strange sharp blade. The orc retreated with difficulty, while his eyes were fixed on the two weapons in the hands of the vrykul in front of him. sword.

There's something wrong with those two damn swords!

The lunatic Vrykul warrior in front of him shouldn't be so powerful, but as the battle progressed, the blade he dropped became heavier and heavier, and the light shining on the blade became more and more intense. In the light that burned like a flame, Saurfang could feel the long-lost threat, as if his body would be torn apart as soon as he was hit.

Darkblade! I hate you! You ruined my kingdom in Howling Bay! I will kill you all!

Ymiron is like a lunatic, he doesn't care about the formation scattered by the Dark Blade soldiers at all, like a wild dog, biting Saurfang relentlessly, but the weapon in this guy's hand is still very strong. It's weird, Saurfang who fought in this battle is very aggrieved!

Whether it was during his lifetime or after his death, when did this orc who personally killed Tyrion and countless warriors receive such humiliation?

It seems that Danas's job is a little bit...

Saurfang roared. Seeing the opportunity, he swung his battle axe, and with a swift grip of death, he pulled the wild dog-like Ymiron in front of him, and the mechanical ax in his hand slammed down:

Then let me help him finish it!

The swift and unparalleled fatal beheading cut off Ymiron's left hand, and even flew out with the clenched sword. Saurfang saw the opportunity, and he was about to make another fatal kill, while Ymiron shouted in a broken voice:

Ingvar! Wigfors! Damn it! Help me!

boom

The light from the other sword in Ymiron's hand splattered like a shadow erupting. The flying dark light pierced Saurfang's armor like a sword. In the roar of the orc, the sword stabbed fiercely. pierced his heart.

Just as Saurfang was worried, this weird sword had accumulated too much power. Under this blow, the armor on his body was easily torn like a piece of paper, and even his body felt like a heavy hammer. When the hit hit, the whole person rolled on the ground in embarrassment, and the mechanical ax in his hand was completely chopped into pieces by that crisp cleave.

Aha! Dark Blade turned out to be a bunch of bastards who only talk big!

Ymiron, who has lost one arm, doesn't care about his injuries. In this hell, as long as Hela is not dead, the dead souls who rely on Hela will not die. With a shadow war sword like a dragon scale, this rude vrykul fallen king flicked his wrist, and easily cut down those Darkblade knights who rushed to save Saurfang one by one.

He seemed to enjoy the wanton slaughter.

Look at you, trash! I'll chop off your head, orc bastard!

Ymiron laughed wildly:

Then I will take your head to find Danath Trollbane! No matter where that coward is hiding! I will find him, and I will torture him mercilessly, and punish him tenfold for what he did to me. repayment!

damn it!

Lying on the ground, Saurfang, who could no longer fight back because his body was torn apart by the strange war sword, was like being in the most humiliating hell. He watched his knights die for him, even though Terry The light of Ang's blood moon will revive these knights quickly, but for a real warrior, this situation is almost more uncomfortable than killing him.

I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him!

Saurfang frantically called his body to make it work again, but the power of those two swords was so weird that the orc death lord could only watch Ymiron approach him until he turned his head At that moment, he saw another battle sword stuck on the ground not far away, and that sword was held in Ymiron's severed finger.

come over!

Saurfang let out a roar, and the dark red ghost claw representing the grip of death precisely clasped the battle sword, pulled the battle sword back into the hand of the orc, and just as Saurfang held the long sword of the shadow At that moment, a deep voice sounded in his soul:

Heroic warrior, my name is Ingvar, I am the heroic spirit of Odin, I live on this sword, I...

Without further ado!

Before the weak soul finished speaking, Saurfang roughly interrupted him. He looked at Ymiron who was walking towards him, and at the bastard who relied on the power of the weapon to act fiercely. The death lord's heart The anger was unbearable, he clenched the heavy sword in his hand, gritted his teeth and said:

I'm not interested in who you are! What you're here for! But I'm going to kill that bitch Hela right now, so help me!

Either go!