Azeroth’s Death Track

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The three weapons collided again. Between the collision of death and the power of evil energy, sparks exploded among the stars. Just the aftermath of the battle covered the asteroids around the two with frost, and then completely collapsed. The figure of the great lord rolled several times among the eternally silent stars, and he stepped on a gravel to stabilize his body.

He looked at Aggramar, the fallen titan in front of him. The titan had shrunk to the size of an ordinary vrykul.

Obviously, Aggramar also realized that when facing a small, extremely fast, and extremely destructive enemy like Tyrion, his huge body would not be an advantage, but a disadvantage.

Especially when Tyrion can manipulate the blood and the death curse, once contacted by the two weapons covered with the will of death, the injuries on Aggramar's body may be aggravated again.

But even after shrinking his body, Aggramar's incomparable power has not weakened in the slightest. In terms of pure power, the great lord has to mobilize the power endowed by the entire dead world to be able to resist.

And the two weapons in his hand...

After just a few collisions, Ashbringer was already showing signs of collapse. This silent weapon gritted its teeth like its master, and persisted without saying a word, but the other sword, the noisy Apocalypse, was gone just now. ambition.

It keeps howling...

But this is not to blame, after all, whether it is Ashbringer or Apocalypse, in terms of material and strength, they are far from being comparable to Taeshalach in Aggramar's hands. In fact, they can persist until now without collapsing. Their will has been stated.

Quick fight! Tyrion!

Apocalypse screamed:

We can't last long, once we collapse... you are finished! Taeshalach was born from the beginning of the stars, with the power to annihilate all things left over from the last star age...Without weapons, you will be killed by Agra Ma easily cut it off!

Even the silent Ashbringer made his own deep voice at this moment:

Apocalypse is right! Master...quick battle!

It's easy for you to say!

Tyrion wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand. He looked at Aggramar who was defending with a sword. A gleam of light flashed in his ice blue eyes. The thicker power of death wrapped around the two long swords. They last longer.

It's not up to me to make a quick decision...but I'll try my best...

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The huge boulder suspended in the stars beneath Tyrion's feet shattered, and Tyrion's body appeared beside Aggramar like a phantom of death. Two weapons of death outlined a chaotic storm of death among the stars, almost killing the The Fallen Titan was completely shredded in an instant.

However, Aggramar held the sword in both hands, and used a seemingly slow but impeccable sword skill to accurately block the sharp blade swung by the high lord.

The swordsmanship of this former defender is quite astonishing. Even the great lord with full combat power cannot break through Aggramar's sword net under the condition of relative strength.

Nice power...

In this storm of sharp blades, the Fallen Titan even has the leisure to comment on Tyrion:

Death, even in the endless years of the Pantheon, I have rarely seen such a real life that interprets death. I am curious, how do you integrate yourself into death?

But... unfortunately, it's not pure enough...

A trace of regret flashed in the eyes of the fallen titan. He looked at the great lord who pulled out hundreds of phantoms at the same time. The fallen titan seemed to be tired of playing this kind of offensive and defensive game. Suddenly, Taeshalach's flaming blade exploded, and amidst the cold light and raging flames, the deadly swordsmanship that killed N'Zoth appeared again.

Enemy Breaker!

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The first horizontal slash was blocked by the Ashbringer in the hands of the high lord, and the blade of the death blade made by Magni shattered in an instant.

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The second vertical slash was blocked by the roaring Tianqi, always blessed with the pure power of death, and one-third of the eerie white bones on Tianqi's blade were still severed.

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Gritting his teeth for the third slash again, the great lord struggling to support himself in the flames of annihilation dodged within seconds, but the fourth slash...couldn't be evaded!

The reason why Taeshalach's sword skills are so invincible is not just because of the awesomeness of the broken sword itself.

This set of swordsmanship is suitable for Titans, and it comes with unimaginable special effects such as terrifying space cages, power positioning, and destructive blows. Once the first three swords are completed, the space orientation of the attacked will be destroyed. Locked tightly, no matter where he hides, the deadly fourth sword will follow him like a shadow.

You are the strongest mortal I have ever seen...

The flaming greatsword that Aggramar raised with both hands like a god of destruction reflected the titan shrouded in flames of destruction. In the flames of his eyes, a gloomy and ruthless light danced:

But...you are just a mortal, you and death... are not one!

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The giant sword of Taeshalach, hanging high above the head of the great lord, crashed down like a meteorite, and Tyrion was imprisoned in a higher-level space, and Tyrion could not avoid it. In the meantime, finally came up with the means of pressing the bottom of the box.

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The blade slashed, but the fallen titan Aggramar didn't show any joy. He could feel that this sword didn't hurt that weird mortal, and that this sword was blocked...

In front of Aggramar, where the great lord was, a mass of dark energy lay horizontally among the stars like a gigantic egg. Taeshalach cut a crack in the giant egg, shattering the pure and gloomy energy of death within it. power exposed.

And Tyrion's voice of suppressed anger...

You want to see real death, don't you?

The black energy dissipated suddenly like a storm, revealing the great lord Tyrion who had transformed into two stages, just like the posture when he crushed Hela, pouring pure death into the two dimensions of soul and body, Wear the coldest and most ruthless aspects of death as battle makeup.

His face was covered with blood-like death spells, his originally slender body was stretched longer, behind him was a pair of huge blood-colored wings, and his hands, also filled with death energy, became The blood-colored giant claws, the power of the blood moon that once belonged to Bwonsamdi lingered on his body, and after getting Hela's crown, the death from the abyss of Hell also made him understand death better.

In those icy blue eyes, between the pain, there is a reflection of the death star, like the evening bell announcing the end of all things.

In the claws of the great lord, the most convenient weapon he used, the black ashbringer, only a bare hilt remained...

In the final blow of the Enemy Breaker just now, it was the sword that sacrificed itself and completely collapsed under the merciless impact of Taeshalach, thus buying time for the high lord to gather strength.

You ruined my sword...

The apocalypse in the other hand of the great lord was blessed by the purest death. Its shape began to change rapidly, and finally became a straight-edged sword exuding black cold light. Tyrion held the sword with one hand and opened the other claw , he looked at the fallen titan in front of him, and said:

You pay!

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The space was suddenly shattered, and under the surprised gaze of the fallen titan, Tyrion crossed the barrier of space and time at this moment, and before he could react, he appeared in front of Aggramar like a ghost.

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The black straight-edged sword pierced through the solid rock body of the fallen titan, and amidst the scorching blood surging, Tyrion whispered in Aggramar's ear:

Does it hurt?

The World-Exterminating Flame suddenly gathered, and the shield of molten fire gathered in front of Tyrion's eyes, but the huge blood claw swung fiercely, and a paw slapped Aggramar's face, which was strengthened enough to tear apart The power of the continental shelf crushed Aggramar's defenses for the first time.

In the eyes of Aggramar who was staggering back, the high lord raised the straight-edged sword in his hand downwards, and the cold black flames entwined around the blade. Tyrion made a strange sword attack, Between the entanglements of the black mist of death, his face covered with death spells had a gloomy killing intent, and he said:

Your Taeshalach sword skills are really good...

So, I've learned a little too... Please correct me.

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The great lord took a step forward, and while flipping his wrists, he swayed out a slightly weird combo of swordsmanship.

Deathbreaker!

The first sword, horizontal slash...

The black fire representing death suddenly erupted at this moment. Under Aggramar's surprised gaze, the weird, slightly out-of-shape combo imitating Taeshalach's sword skills actually had space confinement and power. A triple effect of Targeting and Destroying Blows.

But it's definitely not because Tyrion also wields powers that only titans can wield...

This is only because he is using the power of the dead world of Azeroth to forcibly imitate the effect of Taeshalach's sword skills. In the previous battle, Tyrion has discovered the secret of Aggramar. No matter how tricky or vicious Tyrion swings his sword, no matter how tricky or vicious he is, it will be difficult to break through his shield-like defense in any attack method.

In other words, the martial arts of mortals are meaningless to a titan who has experienced countless martial arts. The moment you swing your sword, he already knows where your sword will fall.

Unless... using Aggramar's own swordsmanship, which belongs to the Titans' swordsmanship, the enemy can't dodge at all, and can only deal with it head-on.

With the spear of the child, attacking the shield of the child, and with an upright fighting posture, erase the gap between knowledge.

so smart!

The fallen titan swung his sword and fought with the great lord in the form of death. The two titan swordsmanship crazily attacked, involving all the stars in the surrounding stars, and then shredded and annihilated.

Fortunately, it is already some distance away from the planet Azeroth.

And Elune looked worriedly at Tyrion who was desperately resisting Aggramar. She knew very well that the current parity between Tyrion and Aggramar was just a superficial phenomenon, and the true strength of the great lord was weaker than Aggramar. The power of the dead world is drawn to make up for this gap, but the dead world cannot always replenish energy for him.

Once the death form dissipates, Tyrion will likely be... defeated!

The most terrible thing is that the power of death has a strong restraint on all life and soul, but it has no effect on Aggramar in front of him. The soul of the fallen titan is like a steel fortress, and Tyrion cannot enter it. Unable to open the soul battlefield above the physical confrontation, and unable to weaken Aggramar with the power of death at the soul level, this made him fight so hard.

It's not that death is no match for fel and arcane...

It's just that, as Aggramar commented, even Tyrion, who was fused into death, is still not pure enough. He has not yet been able to enter the gate of the top power among the stars.

Just a little bit.

But still, still outside the door...

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That's my dad!

Under the apocalypse, someone finally stepped forward and carried the suffering of the whole world on his shoulders. After seeing the X-shaped dark pillar horizontally placed in the sky and firmly catching the sword of destroying the world, the whole world was shocked. It was boiling, and at the top of the lighthouse of the cathedral in Baita City Harbor, Dornan, who was crying with joy, kept Vanessa beside him. She shouted and jumped and screamed towards the crowd below:

See? That's my dad! That's Tyrion! He's not a tyrant and a god of death! See clearly! You scumbags, he's a hero!

He is the hero who saves the world!

Uh, children, I always hope that my relatives can be respected and loved by everyone.

And Tyrion has been slandered by the empire for not a day or two, and finally got a chance to rectify his name, how could Dornan let it go?

The sound of the child blessed with elemental power spread throughout the city in an instant, causing those ignorant mortals to look at each other. They didn't know how to face this terrible truth, but saving a life from the apocalypse always makes people Excited.

So what the hell!

Just cheer!

In the Eastern Continent of the Order of the Silver Dawn, Anduin and Sarantia who had just returned looked at the sky proudly. These two children knew very well that Tyrion was never what he seemed on the surface. , but they will not argue with others about these, the real facts always shut up many people.

Hey... Where's Yuna?

Amidst the calls of the paladins, Sarantia suddenly found that the little ghost who was with them just now had disappeared. She and Anduin searched among the crowd, but they couldn't find the little idiot no matter what.

She may have gone straight back to the Dead Realm, but Yuna... doesn't she like this lively scene the most?

In fact, like Tyrion, Yuna-sama also encountered a little trouble now.

As a part of Tyrion's crown, Yuna is one with Tyrion to some extent, but in all previous wars, the high lord seemed to be at ease, and never really mobilized the power of the entire dead world , only this time, when facing the unreasonably powerful Aggramar, he had to do so.

And at the moment when the great lord fully mobilized the power of the dead world, Yuna suddenly felt a strange panic in her heart, as if, as if a seed hidden deep in her heart was about to break out of the ground.

This feeling made Yuna flustered, so she ran back to the dead world, thinking that she had a bad stomach or was sick.

But entering the world of death not only did not suppress the panic in the heart, but it seemed to make the seed beat more cheerfully. Another force was growing in Yuna's heart, which made Yuna very scared, but Tyrion Fighting the enemy desperately, no one can help her, she can only hide in the warehouse of Dark Blade City, hugging her little bear doll tightly, she thought she was going to die...

However, no...

It's just a deep-seated secret that's about to be revealed.

At a certain moment, Yuna felt the seed in her heart finally burst out, Yuna's little stomach growled twice, but the next moment, everything returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

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Yuna checked her whole body carefully, and after finding nothing abnormal, she stood up heartlessly, patted her stomach, and said triumphantly:

What! I thought my stomach would be ruined, hehe, Master Yuna is the best.

And just when Yuna was going to find Anduin and Sarantia again, a strange voice suddenly sounded in her heart:

Little girl...do you know who you are?

I'm Yuna Duck! Who are you?

The little ghost looked around, she was taken aback, but the next moment, the voice said again:

No! You are not Yuna, at least until the ceremony is completed, you are not...

You speak so strangely!

Yuna frowned and retorted:

I'm not Yuna, so who am I?

You are... the newborn will of the land, Tyrion wants to merge into death itself, he still lacks a ritual... he has not yet, sacrifice to death... come on, little girl... go Complete this ceremony, and then you will become the real Yuna, and Tyrion, will also become the real Tyrion...

I don't understand! I don't understand!

Yuna held her head and screamed:

I won't go! It's dangerous there, that fire man is very powerful, Yuna will be killed! Besides, who are you? I don't know you!

I am you, little idiot...Of course, I had another name before this land was whole, before my will was torn apart.

The voice said slowly:

I still remember that the one who gave me an eye in exchange for the mystery of death called me...

Phantom of Death...

Okay, my time is running out, let's go, let's finish the last ritual, and then...then it will be your and Tyrion's time...