Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 1018 22. Bwonsamdi’s Sincerity—Adding more to the leek stuffed dumplings【722】

With the passage of time, the situation on the frontal battlefield of Hell Abyss has become more and more clear.

While Hela herself was being beaten by the Great Lord in the Dead Sea, her biggest killer, Kraken, the giant beast awakened from the Dead Sea, was trapped in the sea by the Dead Sea Fleet, constantly bombarding the monster with shells full of holy silver. It splashed blood, dyeing the Dead Sea the same color as ink.

The deep-sea titan made of the soul of the great demon is very powerful, but the bewildered soul cannot adopt effective tactics, just like a beast that relies on instinct, and as a result, it is entangled by several death lords and leaves the battlefield bit by bit.

Even the shadow Val'kyr sent by Hela to take over the frontline army were chased and fled from the battlefield by Tyrion's violent pale Valkyries. Agatha and Anhelder showed no mercy to the former sisters , During their pursuit and massacre, several shadow Val'kyr have lost their bodies, and their pale souls are imprisoned in the soul stone. After Hela's defeat, they will be awakened again and become part of the dark blade.

As for the reinforcements from Tidespear Harbor, the Salayne Legion commanded by the Blood Mistress blocked the entrance of Hoswald and could not enter the battlefield in time. The elite Hylagar who lined up on the Eternal Battlefield were still fierce, but When they rushed into the battlefield in disarray under the bombardment of the dark blade's cannon fodder, they would soon be repulsed by the dark blade army waiting in full force.

These dead souls will not die in Hell, so they will soon make a comeback, repeat the previous reckless charge, and then be defeated by the Dark Blade Legion. Over and over again, several of the most powerful legions under the High Lord's command have already Under the command of the frontline commander Danas Trollbane, he steadily advanced to the core area of ​​the Throne of Hela, suppressing the battlefield of the dead souls of Helagar in the extremely narrow area of ​​the Dead Sea.

The soldiers of Dark Blade don't even need to raise their weapons to fight these dead souls. The artillery positions reset in the middle of the battlefield can easily cover the resurrection area of these dead souls, where the endlessly burning holy silver flames and On the front line shrouded in violent explosions, those Hylagar fighters resurrected from the gray mist would be smashed to pieces again if they couldn't even get out of the fire zone.

To use a term to describe it: the soldiers of the Dark Blade Legion, who have already won the victory, are blocking the cemetery, slaughtering Hela's soldiers... and taking pleasure in it!

What a bunch of bad characters!

And behind the throne of Hela on the edge of the battlefield, the battle between the High Lord and the Queen of Hell still has no signs of ending. The two sides are fighting in the depths of the Dead Sea. , or the ones at the bottom of the box, under her call, countless drowned souls rushed out from under the Dead Sea, between the endlessly beating waves, in the turbid and cold sea water, there were smears of beating ghosts everywhere. Dark green ghost fire.

It is impossible for these weak dead souls to harm the Great Lord, but they can supplement Hela's fighting strength. Whenever the death blade in the hands of the Great Lord shreds Hela's body, a huge number of resentful spirits will annihilate themselves , Through the conversion of soul power, Hela can be reborn quickly.

Hela's distorted life is like a river of death flowing forward. Burning the river will not make her die. Unless the entire river is evaporated at once, Hela will never die on the land of the abyss of hell. will die.

Yes, she will fail...

But she will not die.

The Queen of Hell was at her wit's end. She had already played all the cards in her hand, but she could only maintain this precarious stalemate. Tyrion's silent and swift slaughter left Hela with no time to care about anything else.

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Tyrion raised his wings on his back, and under the light of the blood moon above his head, his assault speed even surpassed that of lightning. In a flash, the black knife light opened up a storm full of blood on the sea, pale Colored thunder light jumped in the gloomy clouds, and under the illuminating light, Hela's distorted face was already full of despair.

The mighty Queen of Hell is like a fish thrown on the cutting board, all her resistance has been declared a failure.

Hella, admit defeat!

Tyrion suddenly stopped attacking at this moment. He looked at the queen of hell who was floating in the dead sea below. Hela was in a very, very embarrassing state at this time. The immortality of the god of death allowed her to persevere, but Even she herself didn't know whether this persistence was meaningful.

After all, as far as the eye can see, there is no hope of a comeback in the entire abyss of Hell.

But she is still unwilling to admit defeat just like that...

No! I refuse!

Hela shouted stubbornly:

You are like a villain, breaking into my house like crazy, messing up the place, and trying to destroy everything I have been brewing for thousands of years!

You are indeed strong enough! Tyrion, but what does that have to do with me? You can't kill me, and you can never take my world from me! My Kingdom of Shadows!

Maybe we can sit down and talk, Hella.

The death spell on Tyrion's face shone with a strange light. He spread his hands, put away the death blade in his hand, and untied the death form, turning back into the state of the great lord. He walked down from the sky step by step, and finally Stepping on a reef in the Dead Sea, looking at the manic Hela in front of him, he stretched out his hand and made a pause gesture, he said:

It's pointless to fight any longer...except it will make you suffer more, but that's not what I want to see!

Tyrion looked at the tentacles waving by the reef, and he said to Hela:

Keep the shit...put away, okay?

Hela stared at Tyrion condescendingly. She really wanted to just wave her tentacles and crush the high lord completely, but the battle just now proved that she was no match for Tyrion. The recognition of the world, and after merging into death, he has already surpassed Hela.

Therefore, after a few seconds, Hela reluctantly put away her tentacles. Under the light of the pale lightning dancing in the gloomy clouds, Hela gritted her teeth and said:

What would you like to talk with me?

Quite simply, let's talk... about the future.

While delaying time with sincere words, Tyrion asked in the spiritual link:

Bwonsamdi! Haven't you found it yet? Is your efficiency so low?

A moment later, the deep and strange voice of the troll Reaper came:

Wait a minute! My friend, I know you are in a hurry, but don't yell at me!

I've reached the Hill of Pain, but Hela is stationed here with a legion, and I just got rid of them! Don't worry, I'll find your little babies soon.

Then you'd better hurry!

The voice of the great lord became a little hazy:

You know the seriousness of this matter, Bwonsamdi, don't play tricks! I'm watching you!

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The once complete dead world has a complete set of world rules, which are completely different from the rules of the present world, but it is self-contained and internally self-consistent. Ten thousand years ago, the explosion of the Well of Eternity in the present world affected the dead world. Divided into three, the divided world instinctively longs for unity.

Not just geographical unity, but also unity at the level of rules that have been torn apart.

Before Hella, the high lord and the troll's god of death, Bwonsamdi, had reached an agreement. Bwonsamdi handed over the control of the underworld to Tyrion, realizing the integrity of the two dead realms, and Tyrion was in the Within his own framework, he gave Bwonsamdi a lot of autonomy and promised not to interfere with the balance of life and death of the troll civilization. That was a very successful transaction.

Bwonsamdi handed over his crown to Tyrion, earning himself a not so bad future.

But the essence of the exchange between the two parties is nothing more than Bwonsamdi giving up the death rules he set for the Hades, and allowing Tyrion's rules to assimilate the land of the Hades. La's abyss of Hell is also under his control, which means that the great lord will also destroy the rules Hela set for this land, and then replace them with his own rules.

But unlike the handshake and peace between him and Bwonsamdi, Hella is not a cowardly ruler. This crazy woman is stronger than Bwonsamdi, and the pain and hatred filled in her heart also prevent her from It's so easy to bow to the great lord, not to mention, the huge number of Kvaldir legions under Hela's command is always a threat. If it weren't for the sudden attack of the Dark Blade, Hela would not have enough time to mobilize troops If the general is sent, the invasion of the great lord will not be so smooth.

Not to mention, once Hela gave up, it would be tantamount to completely giving up the rules she set, and handing over the world she had ruled for tens of thousands of years.

So from the very beginning, from the moment Tyrion made the plan to attack Hell, he never thought of resolving the conflict between the Dead Realm and Hell through negotiation.

Although at the level of rules, relying on pure strength can basically resolve the conflict between the two nails, but this does not mean that Tyrion will sit back and watch Hela's unreasonable trouble.

He also has a way... a crazy but effective way.

He's a lunatic...I knew it from the beginning.

Bwonsamdi, the god of death of the trolls, is leaning on a hunting spear. This is a weapon that trolls like very much. It can be thrown or killed head-on. Of course, a troll of Bwonsamdi's rank does not need to carry a spear. The spear went to fight with others, this thing decorated with skulls and feathers, for Bwonsamdi, it was more of a symbol.

The place where Bwonsamdi is now is the edge of Hela's Hell, an inconspicuous hill, but according to Agatha, this hill of pain is where Hela used to store soul fragments, here There are also several soul fountains made of white stone carvings, which are important energy nodes in the abyss of Hell. It is said that they are the soul beacons that Odin placed in this world when he opened the kingdom of shadows.

At the foot of the Hill of Pain, Hela stationed a regiment of the Helagar Legion there to guard the place, but just now, Bwonsamdi commanded his own golden sword guards to kill the group of Helagar. Gal was crushed.

At this time, he was sitting on the steps of the Hill of Pain in the abyss of Hell, and chattered endlessly to the golden troll sword guards below him who were carrying soul fragments:

When he came to me, I knew there must be nothing good. Look at that lunatic! He intends to completely destroy this land.

Bwonsamdi stretched out his hand to support his bone mask, or his face with only the skull left. In the eye sockets, the white light was beating, representing the troll death's unsettled heart.

He wants me to do this dangerous thing! He'll say, oh, old Bwonsamdi, we're best friends, so if you don't do what I say, I'll break your leg! Yes Yes, he'll say that, he's a complete lunatic and a bastard!

Oh, boo boo boo! Be quiet, he'll hear you!

The old troll turned his head nervously, talking to himself and looking left and right, as if Tyrion was by his side, and Bwonsamdi came here because Tyrion gave him two The first important task is to find all the soul fragments belonging to the members of the Dark Blade Legion in the Hill of Pain, and keep them properly.

This is not something anyone can do. To find specific fragments from these millions of souls, and this process cannot be discovered by Hela, who is in control of everything, the real god of death must do it himself. Only Bwonsamdi can do this.

Hey guys, is it over yet?

The old troll stood up impatiently. His body was floating in the valley of the Hill of Pain like a ghost. The golden troll sword guards who followed him didn't answer. In fact, they couldn't answer. Guards are warrior souls carefully collected by Bwonsamdi. They are brave and strong, but not so intelligent. Bwonsamdi doesn't like subordinates with too much intelligence.

Under his urging, the busy troll sword guards sped up again, and after a few minutes, the selected soul fragments were sent out of the valley.

Good! Good! Now for the second item.

The old troll grinned, and took out a few pale seeds from his back pocket. He looked around, and then roughly kicked on the sculpture of the Fountain of Soul on the Hill of Pain, before the stone sculpture collapsed. After that, old Bwonsamdi leaned on his war spear and looked at the clear, black soul spring in the ruins of stone carvings. He let out a strange laugh, and threw the pale seeds in his hand into the black water. in the spring water.

In the next few minutes, Bwonsamdi repeated this process of destruction, until after throwing the last seed in his hand into the spring, he clapped his hands triumphantly, snapped his fingers again, and communicated with Tyrion, who was negotiating with Hela, said softly:

Tustin dog! My good friend...what you asked me to do, I've done it!

Now you, a villain, can bully that little girl fiercely. It's best to make poor little Haila cry. I like to watch that scene! Quack quack.