Shadow Trails in Azeroth

The final battlefield of the Hades Raid is outside the Throne of Hela.

Listening to the commotion behind, the mortal warriors selected by Odin have already engaged the Queen of Hades. The icy mist covering the Hades Sea has become thicker and thicker, and Hela's vicious laughter can be heard in it.

There is also the power of death surging.

This god of death seems to be serious. I hope those warriors blessed by Odin's war can hold on a little longer.

On the edge of the eternal battlefield under the throne, Ulan Gaoling was leading the heroic spirits who had raided here to desperately resist the undead from Hell rolling over like waves in the Dead Sea.

The heroic spirits who were selected to participate in this Hell War had already realized that they would be buried in Hell before setting off, and they had been prepared for this day from the moment they stepped into the Hall of Heroes.

After all, the army of dead souls attacking the entire Hades with three hundred people sounds like a crazy and impossible thing.

But no heroic spirit chose to retreat when they went out to fight.

They came here just to pursue a grand victory that would be remembered by the world, even if they used themselves as fuel to fill the furnace of war.

Valargar Fortress must be lifted!

The Legion of Heroes has missed hundreds of thousands of years of historical changes in this world, and they don't want to miss anything that will affect the survival of Azeroth.

Preventing destruction, protecting existence, and repelling all invading enemies are the foundation of the existence of the Hall of Valor.

If their compatriots and their king are kept imprisoned by evil magic, the heroic spirits will lose the meaning of their existence, which is an outcome more terrible than death.

No one wants to be forgotten.

For this reason, these three hundred heroic warriors stepped here without hesitation. They joined hands with mortals, and they fought for time for mortals. They would rather give up their dignity as warriors and become corpses trampled in the mud.

They just want a victory!

Such bravery and will were felt by Ulan Gaoling, and the chief of Highmountain seemed to be infected by the heroic spirit of the heroic spirits who regarded death as home. He roared and waved his halberd tirelessly.

Behind them, a row of Odin's battle flags were planted on the land of the dead, and the light of courage split the entire Hades in half.

Ahead lies the tumult of death.

The rear is a battlefield of deadly fighting.

At this time, Hades has become a violent dictatorship, and cowardly fools have no say in the court of war.

At this time, there is no need for mercy, no prayer, and no need for a savior. There is only one thing to do now.

fighting!

Fight to the death.

There is a desperate struggle on the ground. Every minute, heroic souls are surrounded by undead souls. Every minute, mountains of fog bodies collapse. Everyone becomes a beast with all its strength, piercing its fangs into the opponent's throat before bleeding out. .

But the battle at high altitude was equally fierce.

"boom"

Amidst the violent explosions in the void, the dark purple vortex tore at the sanity of all living beings close to them, while the dark green magic energy struck like a sharp sword and cut across the sky.

The wings of the wailing Nine Martial Gods "Eternal" Agatha were damaged, and the black feathers fluttered in the pale light and fell down.

She was hit head-on by that blast of demigod-level magic energy.

Before being severely injured, Black Shaw, who was preyed upon by raptors, used the shock of the void to shock her mind, as if the voices of a thousand men, women, and children were echoing in her supposedly dead soul sea.

Let it be as messy as a vegetable market.

She can still fight.

But the piercing of the scorching magic energy is like a sword, piercing through the chest and flying out from the back. The pierced body cannot be repaired by the power of death, just like a broken doll, whose broken wings cannot fly.

She screamed and fell.

The moment she fell into the mud pit, she suddenly thought that maybe the three sisters who had been killed by pirates would have had the same thoughts before they died.

this pirate

"boom"

The black shadow falling from the sky interrupted all the thoughts of Agatha the Eternal. In the envelope of black smoke, a pair of blue demon bat wings suddenly opened.

Black Shaw stepped on her chest with a conqueror's attitude, and dark purple void energy extended from the soles of his feet, like flying spider webs, trapping Agatha on the ground.

Of course, Jiu Martial God was not willing to give up. She still wanted to touch her broken halberd.

But the next moment, the dark red light flashed away, and Salamani's separate double blades penetrated her gauntlets on the left and right, nailing her palms to the ground.

He was clearly only one hand away from his own weapon.

Agatha knew she wouldn't survive.

At the end of her cursed life, she looked at the pale sky through the visor of death. Odin's Valkyries had begun to burn their spiritual bodies in exchange for the power to temporarily fight against the Nine Martial Gods.

Odin's war maids have only one mission, to hold off the other nine warrior gods and give Black Shaw time to divide and defeat them.

Agatha "The Eternal" was the first to be knocked down.

She would also be the fourth Nine Valkyrie to die at Black's hands.

Although death is kind to them, the annihilation of the astral body returns the soul to the Maw of the Shadowlands, where it is imbued with anima and reborn.

They don't really die.

However, death can take away failure, but it cannot take away shame.

"You monster!"

Agatha spent her last moments insulting the pirate.

She did not bless her sisters. She knew that she did not need them. The moment she died, her power would be dispersed and blessed to the last three sisters.

Their own death will make them stronger.

The insulted pirate's face was expressionless. Outside the black Luna armor, a dozen suspended purple eyeballs were rolling open and closed, and in the shadow of the pirate, there were dark purple energy tentacles dancing and flapping. .

Any hell undead who tries to get close to him will have their will captured by the void in an instant.

If such a posture cannot be called a monster, then how terrifying should a real monster be?

Faced with Agatha's insults and her struggles, Blake's response was quite concise. He raised the Wolf's Edge high and stabbed downwards neatly.

The eagle's claws were activated, piercing nearly a hundred punctures in an instant, and detonating the natural divinity of the Alpha Wolf's Edge with the final blow.

As the green light exploded and dispersed, Agatha, who was trampled under Black's feet, was left with only a piece of twisted armor. Her spirit body dissipated and her soul returned to the Maw.

Actually.

The pirate wanted to respond to her flirty words and lament the impermanence of death.

But a beast fighting to fill its belly is not so sad.

The sea wolf's hunt isn't over yet.

The pirate leaned down, took off Agatha's black death mask, inserted it into his belt, grabbed his hands forward, and Salamani's swords fell into his hands.

He raised his head and looked at the sky, where there were three figures entangled by the desperate Sun Flame Valkyries.

That's his prey.

"Shua"

The blue bat wings flapped, lifting the pirates into the sky like birds of prey. There were no pleasantries, no greetings, and the pre-battle conversation was omitted.

The starting move is the ultimate move.

A cataclysm triggered by the injection of void energy opened high in the sky, and the dark purple swaying energy was swirling like the Eye of Doom opening in Hades.

In just a few seconds, a magnificent purple stream of light was reflected over the battlefield.

Ulan Gaoling, who had killed a Hylagar general below, looked up. In the center of the deep purple light screen, he could see himself and the talon defenders chosen by Black Horn for the High Mountains wreaking havoc.

He didn't even take into account the Valkyries who were buying time for him.

In order to catch the fast Nine Martial God "Original Loyalist" Skye, Blake's void cataclysm was expanded to the maximum casting range.

When it exploded, the First Loyalist was involved in it together with the four Valkyries fighting with her. The squeeze of the void cataclysm wiped out their bones in an instant.

The cold and crazy fighting posture made Ulan shudder.

Gaolingniu finally understood what the pirate meant when he said before that he wanted to show his "dark side" a little bit.

Indeed, compared with the current Void Beast King who does whatever it takes to win, the previous Black Shaw can definitely be called "elegant and easy-going".

He and Noire may have made a terrible mistake. What kind of changes will such a guy bring to the land they love so much if he becomes the talon defender of the High Mountains?

"Ouch"

Skye, the First Loyalist who was hit by the Void Cataclysm, took the blow head-on.

She still has energy left, and she still wants to run.

But with a loud roar of an eagle, the wild incarnation of Ounhara, the hunting wing of the wilderness spirit, suddenly flew out and slapped Skye's face with a claw, causing the Nine Martial Gods to dodge in place.

Immediately, the body was pierced by the wild pirate's double swords that emerged from the shadow.

It was a lone wolf unleashing its bestiality, and he had already bitten the prey's neck, and his blood-stained teeth would not let go until the miserable prey swallowed its last breath in despair, inhaling itself. The last bit of pain.

fine

fine.

Ulan lowered his head, kicked away Helagal who was rushing towards him, and then swung his halberd to stab it into the smelly mud on the ground.

This wild, crazy beast is on our side.

——

At this time, the intensity of the battle on Hela's throne was by no means inferior to Blake's face-to-face dance with the increasingly dangerous Nine Martial Gods.

Hela released a wave of death at the beginning of the battle. The terrifying power of death wildly bombarded everyone who stepped on the throne, and several unlucky ones were knocked to the ground.

Then he got up again as if nothing was wrong.

They took a death blow from the God of Death and were actually unscathed?

Did Odin find a group of demigods?

But soon Hela discovered the secret of these guys. They were not immune to the power of death, they were just blessed by another kind of divine power.

The armor they wear carries Odin's divine power of war.

That thing only works when facing Hela. If you want to kill these guys, you must first break through their divine armor.

The death wave just now has dimmed the armor of these ignorant people, and maybe another wave will harvest the souls of all of them.

Odin will lose a group of warriors, and Hades will usher in a group of real death gods.

It's a pity that even if she's as strong as Hela, she can't just cast a full-screen ultimate move like Death Wave. She needs time to cast the spell, and this group of top warriors swarming in with their own unique skills will never give her another chance to cast the spell. .

"boom"

On this isolated island in the sea of ​​​​the underworld, on the platform of the small Hela shrine, the terrifying tentacles of the queen of the underworld slammed into the ground like a war hammer.

The terrifying power makes people wonder whether this island in the underworld will be shattered in the next second.

The warriors were fighting as if they were in an earthquake, and the frantic slapping of those touches was like swatting pesky flies. Such attacks were rapid and fast, and would trigger a shock wave of death energy when they landed.

Just a few slaps made the surrounding temperature drop to a level of coldness that a mortal could not bear.

Everyone suffered, except the idiot Finna.

This guy holds two burning giant blades of order, which can not only quickly melt the ice on her body, but also take care of the warriors next to her.

Thanks to the horrific damage caused by Ashbringer to undead creatures like Hela, Fenna only took more than ten seconds to cut off one of Hela's huge tentacles.

This idiot warrior used anger to kill almost without interruption, making every blow filled with the destructive power of anger.

Her eyes were red, the muscles on her cheeks were twisted, and the anger outside her body was rolling like the tide. When she got closer, she could even hear the echo of the tide hitting the rocks.

This situation is obviously not normal.

Finna's rage was so active that it was not something a legendary warrior should be able to master.

"The stuff given by my stinky brother is really useful."

At this time, Fenner was extremely satisfied.

The Atama Crystal Heart of Anger hanging around her neck has been activated, like a "perpetual machine of rage". The stupid warrior does not need to make himself angry at all, nor does he need to push his mind into a state of rage.

She only needs to stay calm, and the anger will continue to grow from her heart and body.

How terrifying is a legendary warrior who can kill infinitely?

Just look at Hela's reaction at this time.

The breakage of the first tentacle made Hela heartbroken. The death wave magic she was still preparing was instantly interrupted. She realized that she had underestimated the unimpressive hemp elf.

She quickly made tactical adjustments. When Fenner was about to rush towards the second tentacle entangled with others, a black energy orb suddenly appeared from under Fenner's feet at Hela's call.

"hide!"

Sir Salorian's roar made Fenna jump out instantly.

The Death Orb exploded in the next second, and was supposed to turn into thunder and lightning that swallowed everyone up, but instead, the Elf Sword Master wielded Quel'Delar, slashing three swords in the gap.

Relying on the strange ability of the realm of the soul, Saulesa rotated the sword forward gracefully, as if dancing with the deadly light. The flying black corrosive lightning was bounced by the holy sword and hit Hela herself, leaving the Queen of Hades in a panic. Extremely.

It also caused the Elf Sword Master, who received a death spell from Hela, to open his mouth and spit out blood.

The full blow of the Death Demigod is not so easy to rebound.

"Everyone come together! Hurry!"

Fenna realized that she had attracted Hela's attention.

She ripped off the Angry Heart Necklace around her neck, held it high, and shouted:

"Come here, I'll give you a rage enhancement! Don't stay too far away from me!"

Amidst the screams, Fenna turned the power of the angry heart into a halo and spread it out. Everyone within three hundred yards of her as the center felt the rising anger in an instant.

"Ha, little girl, why didn't you take out such a good thing earlier?"

Even Grom Hellscream, who has always had a bad mouth, looked ecstatic. With the blessing of endless rage, Hellscream truly entered the "perfect body".

The orc killing god roared and jumped up from the spot, swung the blood roar in his hand, and faced the three tentacles of Hela that smashed at Fenna.

Blood-red lightning suddenly flashed in the air, and then rolling and twitching black tentacles fell from the air, and an ax cut off two of Hela's tentacles.

But Grom was knocked down from the air by the third tentacle like a whip, and was hit hard by the tentacle again. Grom, who was so mighty and unbelievably powerful, was also defeated now. His armor was shattered after being beaten, and he was in an extremely embarrassed state.

"Your soul is mine!"

Hela's eyes lit up.

Raising his hand, he struck a lightning bolt of death at Grom Hellscream, who was unprotected by any armor. Swordmaster Musaro shrank his eyes, and immediately used the illusion of power to disembodied in an attempt to save Grom back.

But there was someone who reacted faster than him.

"Don't even think about hurting anyone!"

"boom"

Hela's lightning hit hard on the tall body that opened its arms to block Grom.

Under the stunned gaze of the orc chief, Cairn Bloodhoof, who had no friendship with him and had been "tested" by him, fell to the ground with a thud like a piece of wood struck by an axe.

The divine armor on his body was shattered, and even his skin turned pale.

Kane fell right in front of Grom, his bull's eyes glaring with anger until death, full of the unyielding and majesty of a warrior.

"Who needs your help?"

Chief Zhansong felt the shame that penetrated his bones at this moment.

He was actually saved by a defeated general?

Although technically there was no winner in his battle with Kane,...

"boom"

The Gorehowler stuck on the ground tightened his grip again, the ferocious chains wrapped around his arms, and the fishy wind of the Dead Sea blew in his face, causing Grom's messy hair to be blown back.

Chief Warsong looked back at Brox who was rushing over, and he showed a slight sneer of disdain.

Old man, just go back and rest, don't be like young people and work hard. When he looked back again, Grom locked his eyes on the God of Death who was calling the wind and rain on the sea of ​​​​the underworld.

Take a deep breath, start, charge

It was like challenging the terrifying Goron for the first time when he was young.

Big guy?

Hey, he likes to deal with these big guys the most. As for the core element of the Hellscream family's giant-killing skills,

Aim for the head first.

Then

cut!