Azeroth’s Death Track

The High Lord walks in the thick blue mist of death.

Behind him, the terrifying agitation of the Holy Light when Zela was about to die caused the entire Zenidar spaceship to sway endlessly. The source of the Holy Light seemed to be weeping for the death of the Mother of the Holy Light. Swaying in the hall of the spaceship, it seems to be outlining a funeral belonging to the Holy Light, as if it is seeing off the fall of a creature born in the Holy Light.

Between the lights and shadows, there was a thunderous golden lightning, as if scolding the murderer of this murder.

But that had nothing to do with Tyrion, the High Lord accepted the reprimand very calmly, after all, he was the one who murdered the Holy Light just now... although it was not easy to win.

Zela's control over the Holy Light is even stronger than his control over death in terms of power. He used the power of two dead realms to defeat Zela's crystal body. It took a lot of power to send it into Azeroth from the distant Netherlight Temple, and it is still weak. The battle of the high lord may be more difficult.

But even so, the direct collision of the two bosses still destroyed one-third of the Zenidar starship as a battlefield, but this spaceship is a real starship after all, it is not so easy It was collapsed from the inside. Although many important systems have been shut down, the spacecraft is still suspended in the sky. Although the outer shell has begun to disintegrate due to the conflict between extreme heat and extreme cold, its engine is still working hard. There was no sign of falling.

Where is that thing?

Tyrion walked in the cabin inside the Zenidar spaceship. He had a very clear purpose. In this starship, there was one thing he needed very much.

I remember, it should be in the power room on the lower deck of the spaceship...if I remember correctly.

The great lord rubbed his forehead, trying to recall those memories that had already become blurred. He walked down the spiral staircase decorated with crystals. Wherever he went, the blue death mist continued to escape, covering the spaceship The visibility in the center became extremely low. Under the control of Tyrion, the cold mist with withering and withering power clings to the various passages of Zenidar, just like the eyes and ears of the great lord. The internal structure of the entire spacecraft was quickly outlined for him.

Ah, I found it!

A gleam of satisfaction flashed in Tyrion's eyes, and he walked along a downward spiraling road with ease, and came to the power room of the Zenidar spaceship, where there were complex equipment that Tyrion could not recognize, and Azeroth The gears of Si engineering work differently. Most of the equipment here is like facilities on the magic side. Between the shining runes of holy light and the sparks of surging energy, those strange gem crystals dotted with light from time to time, Provide propulsion for the spaceship.

boom

The great lord's left hand was searching on the wall of the power room. After sensing a device with huge energy gathering, his fingers easily stuck to the steel wall, which was strong enough to withstand the energy storm in the stars and the impact of meteorites. The meteorite steel, like soft mud in the hands of the high lord, was easily torn off the deck, and then thrown aside.

In the steel cabin, the high lord saw the main gun of the battleship Zenidar, the energy converging crystal of the Holy Light Judge, and the circuit of the holy light magic pattern inside. These complicated things seemed to be some kind of weird Like a work of art, it dazzled the great lord, but he had a more convenient way to deal with it.

Tyrion's fingers moved around this cabin, and the cracks of the dead world opened here, like dark sharp teeth appearing in the air. During a bite, the core crystal of the main gun was stored in front of the big lord. The steel cabin was completely torn from the spaceship of the Zenidar and sent into the realm of death.

The power of this thing has been revealed just now. The destructive power of the main gun of the starship has surpassed all the weapons currently in Azeroth. The Holy Light Judgment is a very useful imitation, and it will become the next weapon of the Dark Blade Legion. The blueprint for a generation of energy weapon research.

But at the moment when Tyrion dug through the entire lower deck of Zenidar in a very violent manner, and forcibly removed the main body of the spaceship's main gun, the Holy Light Judgment, from the spaceship's firepower system, a satisfied The Great Lord suddenly felt a strange void fluctuation, the clear and weak void energy was escaping from a certain place of the spaceship to the entire spaceship hull.

And it is still rapidly absorbing all the energy around it, just like a newborn black hole.

This strange phenomenon changed Tyrion's expression. He glanced behind the spaceship engine that was about to stop due to violent demolition, and then reached out to open the crack in the dead world. He stepped into it, and when he appeared again, he had already returned to the Saint In the bridge hall of the battleship Zenidar.

The shining golden light and shadow just now have long since disappeared, replaced by a dark force field that swallows all light. In this dim hall, at the position of the wreckage of Zela's holy light body, a newborn The Void God, an entropy demon transformed after the death of a naaru, is slowly stretching his body made of dim starlight.

Tyrion knows that in the Nagrand Grassland of Draenor, in the orc holy mountain Oshugu, there is also an entropy demon transformed into a Naaru after death. When the Draenei's spaceship Genidaer crashed, in order to protect the Draenei, they used up the power of the Holy Light and transformed into a void creature after death.

The great lord has seen the void form of Keure with his own eyes. Among the priests of the orcs who have continued for more than 200 years, under the constant self-sacrifice supply of the souls of the ancestors of the orcs, the void form of the entropic Keure has been controlled. Vent his void power and endless hunger and thirst to the entire Nagrand grassland. However, in front of Tyrion, the entropy demon transformed from the death of Zela, the mother of the Holy Light, is just a head, and it is more powerful than entropy. Moke Ure made a full three laps.

However, compared with the chaotic creatures like Keurei who can no longer reorganize their own forms, the newborn entropy demon in front of him still maintains the form of naaru, and in the surge of dark light, it can still be seen vaguely. To the body that is very similar to the crystal body of the Mother of Holy Light, but the body that was originally filled with holy light is now filled with the power of the void whispering frantically.

That dark purple, chaotic halo, with undisguised malice, poured his hunger, thirst and madness in all directions, and any energy on any instrument that came into contact with this dark halo would be absorbed empty.

Zera...

The great lord was suspended in mid-air, looking at the newly born entropy demon in front of him, he looked at the distinctive figure and body of this entropy demon with some doubts, he shook his head:

Should I call you the Mother of the Void now...You naaru possess two absolutely opposite powers and forms of the Holy Light and the Void. The undercover of the light camp...

boom

The great lord was surrounded by a cold death force, preventing the light and shadow tentacles of the void from touching him. He stretched out his fingers and snapped his fingers lightly. A moment later, a sweet voice sounded behind the great lord, And a warm hug...from Miss Salatas.

Ah, great lord, you finally remembered me, why, do you want me to sleep with you this time?

Wearing a black uniform, the little sister who showed her good figure to the fullest hugged Tyrion from behind. She pressed her breasts against the back of the big lord. That weird touch... Uh, this little girl Sister, it's really bold and unrestrained to go into battle again in a vacuum.

I'd be happy to serve you.

Satarance was almost lying behind the great lord, she whispered in Tyrion's ear in an ambiguous manner, but the great lord was unmoved, he pointed at the entropy demon that was quickly devouring the energy of the entire spaceship in front of him Zela, he said to Xal'atath:

You can handle this, right?

Lying on the back of the great lord, crossing Tyrion's waist with his tight legs, Xal'atath, who is like a sloth bear, put his head on the shoulders of the great lord, seeing the entropy lingering with pure void power When Mozela was holding Mozela, Xalatas's eyes flashed brightly, and the black hair on top of her head suddenly pointed in the direction of Entropy Mozela.

Like a... uh, void force probe.

Of course! I can handle this creature.

Xalatas kissed Tyrion affectionately on the cheek, then jumped down and straightened her scattered clothes. At this moment, she seemed to have become a capable void officer again. She said to the high lord :

Creatures like entropy demons lack rationality, and only instinctively devour energy to try to re-transform light and dark, but to return an entropy demon to the naaru form, the energy required is a truly astronomical figure. With the size of the head entropy demon, I estimate that she may need to devour the energy of most of the world before she can become a naaru again... This is a very dangerous existence, and it is best for me to deal with it.

While talking, the young lady couldn't help but rubbed her hands together, as if she saw some kind of delicious food, she said to the big lord:

It just so happens that the void infusion ceremony you asked me to perform has been researched to a critical moment. Your compatriots are not as powerful as you. They cannot directly receive the void power from me, but the void power of the entropy demon in front of me is very pure. , maybe they can adapt... use the cold void to fill the thirst for magic power in the bone marrow... Aha, I have a hunch that the Rondorei Void Elf will be born soon!

Very well, then I'll leave it to you.

The great lord shook his hand, and a large crack leading to the realm of death opened behind him. Miss Xalatas didn't make any more messes. She quickly used her void power to pull the entropy demon Zela Little by little, she entered the realm of death. After transforming into an entropy demon, Zela lost the ability to think independently, like a beast that swallowed energy instinctively. When facing the ancient gods with higher authority in the void, Sometimes, she will instinctively choose to obey.

Honey, I'm leaving!

At the moment when the crack in the dead world was closed, Xalatas enthusiastically blew a kiss to Tyrion, while the high lord closed the gate of the dead world expressionlessly. At the moment when Entropy Mozera disappeared, The engine of the Zenidar spaceship, which had already been drained of energy, shut down rapidly. The exterior of the spaceship remained the same, but the spaceship that had been completely destroyed inside was like a giant egg falling from the sky, roaring and smashing into the sky. Borean tundra below 4,500 meters.

If it is allowed to fall like this, the draenei city will be finished.

swish

The figure of the great lord appeared next to the fast-falling Zenidar spaceship. He glanced at the Draenei city below. He shook his head, then swung his foot and kicked on the surface of the Zenidar spaceship. Under the great power of the great lord, the heavy and huge spaceship swirled in the air, changed its falling trajectory, and fell towards the frozen sea in the southern part of the Borean Tundra.

The High Lord looked at the falling trajectory of the spaceship, and after a few seconds, his voice rang in Dailin's ear, who was directing the artillery salvo of the Dead Sea Fleet:

Well, Your Excellency, Admiral, let your fleet take shelter for a while... A spaceship has fallen towards your fleet's direction...

Um?

After a while, Dai Lin's response had a hint of anger:

Honestly, High Lord, did you do it on purpose?

A smile flashed across the face of the great lord, and he said solemnly:

I swear, I didn't do it on purpose...The combat objective has been achieved halfway, you can retreat now.

I'll take care of the rest.

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ah!

Turalyon half-kneeled on the ground in pain. He propped up his body with the long sword of light, trying not to fall down. The echo of the death of Zera, the mother of the light, echoed in the heads of these warriors of the Holy Light Legion. , like a sharp thorn, crazily poking at their souls.

Turalyon's condition is not bad. Beside him, Faria, the light-forged hoof sister, was in a coma due to the shock of her soul, and the sword master Tramon was so weak that she couldn't even lift her own sword. Charged ahead, the beating demons ran away with their heads in their arms. At this moment, they were so weak that they needed the cover of the Draenei defenders to retreat from the battlefield with difficulty.

The warriors of the Holy Light Legion have been strengthened by the light casting ceremony. Their light casting ceremony is hosted by Zela, which is equivalent to drawing a larger holy light battle from Zela. Now, as the source of spirit and power, Zela Death, and even these brave fighters were swept away by the pain and lost their fighting power.

My brother! Turalyon, hold on!

When Turalyon was a little unconscious, a familiar voice rang in his ears. Old Fording, who was carrying a legendary shield and battle sword, came to Shatar City to support him, and carried his old brother on his shoulders. , fought and retreated under the cover of the crusaders, and finally sent Turalyon back to the defensive belt of the front line, where the pale, but barely supportive Chaldean bishop was fighting for other warriors of the Legion of Light We treat.

They, what happened to them?

Old Fording looked at Chaldea, and the great knight asked:

Why are you okay?

Because I believe in the Holy Light, not Zera himself, but they are different.

Chaldea replied angrily. While checking Turalyon's situation, he said to the worried old Fording:

Anyway, don't worry, great knight, the warriors of the Holy Light Legion just lost some unimportant shackles, after they wake up...

They'll get the whole world...