Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 192 30. Seal. The land of death [63100]

In the sky of Gorgrond, a dark green magic vortex is slowly dissipating. It hangs in the sky like a black sun, greedily absorbing all the light, and the entire darkened sky , The strange clouds formed by the magic shock were scattered and suspended in the sky, and this was just the aftermath of the energy dissipation.

The ray of light that pierced everything just now was fleeting, but all the creatures present fell into a state of temporary blindness. The unimaginable and huge magic power gathered light that made everyone's eyes dim, and even temporarily stripped of their senses.

In this case, the fastest recovery is naturally the death knight who never relies on the senses to eat. Tyrion's vision became clear in the dimness, and he moved his body to stand up from the scorched soil on the ground. , the death knight looked back, the death raven that originally carried him into the sky was struggling in the soil behind him, most of the poor guy's body was buried under the ground.

Obviously, the aftermath of that wave of energy piercing just now has completely changed the surrounding terrain. The original wilderness has become a large depression on the ground, and even the Draenei's Forbidden spaceship suspended in the sky has also crashed into the ground. He landed on the hillside in the distance, and seemed to be affected by the blow just now.

But this is not what Tyrion is most concerned about. He rushed forward a few steps and rushed to the edge of the ground depression. The magma is like a sea of ​​red magma, and on the surface of the magma, the completely torn body of Deathwing is suspended, and the torn wings are floating on the magma, giving off a strange burnt smell .

And the mighty black dragon king was loaded into the magma sea in an upside-down posture, and seemed to have died.

But this is impossible!

No one knows the vitality of Deathwing better than Tyrion. Since this guy was tempted by the terrifying and weird ancient god 10,000 years ago, the body of the black dragon, which is known for its vitality, was given to the ancient god. The blessing of the God of God has already transcended normal life and death, coupled with the authority and power of the guardian of the earth that has never been stripped away, at least in the world of Draenor, it is impossible to be killed.

Is it dead?

The disgraced archmage Khadgar, surrounded by the light of the teleportation technique, appeared beside the death knight. He still smelled of fel magic power. At this time, Khadgar was stunned by the tragic situation of Deathwing in front of him. , he turned to look at Tyrion:

Have we killed Deathwing?

not that simple!

Tyrion took out the magic sword and held it in his hand. Looking at the quiet magma sea in front of him, he said in a deep voice:

Unless the power of the same source is used to crush Deathwing's true origin, no one can kill it. We just...destroyed its long-standing disguise and exposed its cursed true form. , in other words... the second stage, here we come!

What second stage?

Khadgar frowned, and the next moment, Tyrion grabbed his shoulders and pulled the mage back quickly. The quiet magma sea in front of their eyes suddenly rioted, like a crazy monster hidden under the magma. As if the beast had been awakened, the scorching magma was thrown into the sky while tumbling, and hit the ground in the form of scorching rain of destruction.

Under the tumbling magma like a restless sea, the blood-red, tentacled dragon claws swung violently, like four bloody spears piercing the sky. One of them snapped at the edge of the circular depression, and one of them slammed almost head-on at Tyrion and Khadgar from the sky.

The two retreated dozens of steps before avoiding the tentacled dragon claws that fell from the sky. The completely distorted claws clasped firmly on the ground. Between the loud noise of the ground cracking, the hot blood of magma attached to the dragon claws flew Then, a huge lava pit was soon formed nearby.

Pain! Pain!

And the moment Khadgar stood up, Deathwing's irrational roar sounded, and the distorted figure completely lost its restraint and poked its head out of the lava sea. Appearing in front of the archmage, the scorching and terrifying breath rushed towards his face, causing the archmage to even stop breathing in horror at that moment, his gray short hair was blown up, and his body even felt like it was being set on fire.

In the light of the rising sun, Khadgar had to stretch out his hand to block the heat from flying in front of his eyes.

From between his parted fingers, the magma-covered skull could barely see what Deathwing had looked like before, but it completely lost its dragon form from the neck down, and the twisted keel was stained with blood. With rapidly proliferating flesh and blood, the cursed flesh and blood absorbed heat from the magma, wrapping the shattered body of the Black Dragon King in the form of dancing tentacles.

This... this is an indescribable thing in a nightmare!

Khadgar yelled, What happened to the dragon king? It turned into such a terrifying posture?

The death knight didn't answer. On top of the magma sea at this time, Deathwing, who had been cut off by a third of his body by the evil light, had completely turned into a strange flesh and blood thing, and the flesh and blood rooted in the magma On top of it, there are tentacles of flesh and blood waving in the scorching air. They danced in the air, spilling magma-like dragon blood everywhere, and the land of Gorgrond felt as if the end was coming.

I am Deathwing! Destroyer of Destiny...

The world will be reduced to a sea of ​​flames, and the end is here!

In the sleepy roar of the Black Dragon King, the tentacles of flesh and blood proliferating on the twisted dragon claws in front of Tyrion and Khadgar seemed to have found their target, and roared towards the death knight Tyrion who was closest to it. , the latter waved the magic sword, and cut off the tentacles that were coming towards him neatly. He turned his head to look at the archmage, and roared in a deep voice:

Why are you still standing there? Don't die! Get ready...we will temporarily seal it! If it regains its sense, the world will be torn apart by it!

Ansu! It's time to fulfill the promise!

Tyrion called for the last helper in his heart. After a while, the dark sky of Gorgrond seemed to be transformed into night. The huge shadow power formed a dark storm between the sky and the earth, countless black feathers Revolving around that energy storm, Deathwing, who had completely lost his mind, was drawn into the dark storm.

roll!

whoosh whoosh

The power from the demigod made the crazy Deathwing find another target to vent his pain. With its roar, thousands of rotating source quality stone swords flew from the ground and rushed towards the crack in the sky, the source of the explosion. The quality stone sword was exploding in the crack, but it failed to attack Ansu's body.

The cunning Raven God hides himself in the Shadowlands, a world of darkness where he is almost invulnerable.

Above the sky, the gate to the Shadow Realm has been opened, and the demigod Anzu is frantically expanding the rift in this space on the other side. The greedy power from the Shadow Realm distorts Deathwing's huge flesh and blood from the magma The sea lifts up to drag it into another dimension, but it is obviously impossible to rely on this old wild demigod alone to fight against the maddened Deathwing.

The four dragon claws on the ground have been tightened, and Deathwing's body has been pulled away from the sea of ​​magma. The twisted mass of flesh and blood is suspended in the air, looking extremely terrifying. cracks in the boundaries.

boom

The dragon claw that hit Tyrion was cut open by Apocalypse. Its sharp blade cut off the flesh and blood linking the dragon claw and the body. Biting would make the Black Dragon King's sanity even more chaotic, but the death knight didn't stop for a moment, he rushed to the next dragon claw quickly.

He must weaken Deathwing's true form!

On the other side of the sunken crater, the draenei spacecraft that fell on the hillside also slowly lifted into the sky. There is no need to communicate with the current situation. As long as Velen maintains his sanity, the prophet knows what to do. How to do it.

boom boom boom

The defensive firepower of the Forbidden Ship opened fire in the sky. Under the control of the draenei technicians, the holy light shells that fell from the sky precisely hit the flesh and blood tentacles of Deathwing hooked to the ground, and the prophet Velen standing on the spaceship platform It also called out the holy light again, and the holy light, like dense rune chains, wrapped around Deathwing's out-of-control flesh and blood with holy light.

The Prophet is very wise, he knows exactly what to do now, it is impossible to kill such a terrifying creature in a short time, and the space gate leading to the Shadow Realm opened in the sky also represents Tyrion's Thoughts... He wants to seal this terrifying flesh and blood creature in this way.

Whispering Chaos creeps through the flesh of evil, a creature that is itself a symbol of the end of all things...like an abomination among the stars.

Velen, who is well-informed among the stars, watched the frenzied struggle in the sea of ​​magma, roaring at the counterattacking Deathwing, and tightly clenched the staff of the Redeemer in his hand:

It cannot be left in this world, it must be expelled!

Dear naaru, please help me!

The Prophet saw a terrifying future from Deathwing's twisted flesh and blood, and he made up his mind. The next moment, the endless power of holy light burst out from his old body, above the dim sky of Gorgrond, A triangular halo full of holy runes illuminated the darkness. In the call of the prophet, more and purer power of holy light burst out from the dome of Shattrath, like holy light piercing the sky Zhihui.

Crack, click, click

In this bursting storm of holy light, the holy chain of holy light became thicker, and it slowly tightened, like a moving roulette, making staggered collision sounds, and the confluence of Naaru and the power of the prophet At that moment, the powerful Deathwing's counterattack was also suppressed, and the layers of light were like the most solid cage, trapping the flesh and body it bred in.

And in Deathwing's unwilling roar, the last dragon claw that hooked the earth was cut off by Tyrion's hand with a knife. Its huge body lost its anchor, and was grabbed by the shadow gate that opened in the sky. up into the sky.

Archmage Khadgar once again absorbed the power of the skull in his hand. While the dark storm entangled his body, he raised his hands high, and the violent magic power formed invisible fists, pushing the imprisoned black dragon king from below, in order to further Fast speed, swallowed by the dark storm entangled in the sky.

At the moment when the seriously injured Deathwing was completely thrown into the Shadow Realm, Ansu's scream sounded almost at the same time. The next moment, the crack gate of the Shadow Realm was closed, and the huge body of the Crow God also appeared beside the Death Knight .

There was a horrible scar on the demigod's wing, a memorial left by Deathwing's counterattack.

The Shadow Realm can't control it! Tyrion, you made me miserable!

Ansu screamed dissatisfied: That world is too weird, even I dare not explore too much inside, who knows what the monster will look like in it, and the kingdom I built in the shadow world is being destroyed by it Destroy like crazy...it will be out soon!

The wild demigod stared at Tyrion with a dangerous gaze:

You must compensate me for my loss!

The death knight put away his weapon, and there was a ferocious dragon claw under his feet. He looked back at Ansu, and said in a deep voice:

Then go to Azeroth as quickly as possible, throw it in that world, where there is power to deal with it, you did what you promised me, and I will do what I promised you!

Azeroth!

A tired voice sounded behind Ansu and Tyrion. Archmage Khadgar held the head of Gul'dan in his hand, and a layer of dark magic power was still wrapped around his body. His eyes were full of exhaustion, but At this time, he stared at the death knight with a vicious look:

You're going to throw that monster into Azeroth? You're crazy! I...don't agree!

Tyrion glanced at the angry archmage with indifferent eyes, and the next moment, he turned around and said to Ansu:

You go to Hellfire Peninsula now, and the Garrison will help you enter Azeroth, just like we once said.

The neglected archmage felt a kind of humiliation, he stepped forward, raised his fist, and shouted loudly:

I said, I don't...

click

Khadgar's neck was firmly clasped by the cold gauntlet. In the explosion of death energy, the magic shield outside his body was destroyed almost instantly, and his body was pulled towards Tyrion, who Whispered in his ear:

Come on, Khadgar...in this world, your opinion doesn't matter at all!

I haven't killed you yet, so you should learn to be grateful, my friend!

The archmage strangled by his neck slapped Tyrion's arm crazily. After Gul'dan's head was taken away, the magic power in his body was exhausted, and he couldn't fight back at all. He felt suffocated and died. He also saw undisguised killing intent in the knight's eyes, which reminded Khadgar of the stranger he met in Shattrath.

Cough...cough, Sephiel...you're right...you...can't be trusted! But Tyrion...everything you're doing, everything...is...in vain !