Anomaly Of Warcraft

"Father, why don't you leave Stomka to me? Am I not qualified to inherit your Excalibur?"

"No, my child, you are my most satisfied heir and the next king of Arathor I appointed."

"Why is that? You don't give me Stomka, the symbol of kingship?"

"Because I hope that the empire can be peaceful for a long time, because I hope that the people can regard my heirs as the empire orthodox, and regard my blood as noble and honorable, rather than relying on a sword to determine the throne."

After Zakaz lost Stomka's suppression, the core was no longer shackles, even the enchantment formed by a hundred paladins could not stop the all-pervasive shadow power from rushing to its body.

And Carlos couldn't prevent Stomka from stuffing his master's memory into his mind.

This is destined to be a difficult battle. The memory fragments that are too realistic have confused Carlos's definition of reality and illusion.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Carlos used a powerful and powerful madman sword technique when Zakaz was resurrected from Schrödinger.

Unfortunately, the effect was extremely limited, and the shadow healed Zakaz's wound almost instantly.

The chaotic memory struck again.

With great feats in his suit, Thoradin, whose hair was beginning to gray, left the throne.

"Do you know what I am most proud of in my life?"

"Victory the troll?"

"no."

"Established an empire?"

"Not all right."

"I won't add the friendship of the elves."

The new king expected that he was answering Thoradin’s question, rather than touting his father.

If I changed to Thoradin when he was young, the big ear scraper would have smeared his son's face.

Thoradin now has a little more peace and tolerance, he said calmly.

"What I am most proud of is leading my compatriots from the tribe to the empire. It is to condense the will of millions of people into one name. Child, I hope that in the future, I am most proud of having your son."

After speaking, the emperor left Stromgarde.

Zakaz’s "brain" began to work, its dry body was hungry for shadows, its evil consciousness was eager for blood, and pure physical damage could not cause fatal injuries to the Corruptor. Carlos left the monster’s body and tried to use the holy light. Infused Sdomka slashed his strongest blow.

Unfortunately, Carlos failed.

Infiltrating the source of shadow for a long time, Stomka instinctively repelled the holy light.

A violent shadow exploded, and the wind of the void swept across the field.

Carlos waved his hand horizontally, and against the shadows, the broken holy light was shining like a galaxy.

Although Carlos was too late to change his move because of the non-cooperation of the Excalibur, Stomka seemed to have the ability to devour the shadows. Even though the storm of the Void Shadows smashed the Holy Shield that Carlos had launched in a hurry, it did not seriously injure the Sword Holding. people.

Along with the vibration of the ground, Zakáz's huge body stood up.

The most faithful servant of the ancient gods was resurrected.

Carlos once again fell into the fantasy of memories.

"Alodi, you are so boring. Smile more or you will be blinded by this face."

"Old man, shut up, you are so reckless at an age, you don't know anything about the Void Demon."

Thoradin was naked, letting a handsome man heal the wound on his chest, the wound caused by magic.

"Then you mean, what's so terrible about that kind of fragile scum?"

"Endless and endless."

"You're really not cute, is it so difficult to praise your father?"

"I don't have a father who is still playing hand-to-hand combat with the Void Demon when I am old."

"Oh, how cute you were back then, so small, now you have not learned anything except your own father..."

Alodi's men were merciless, Thoradin let out a painful cry.

"Old stuff, don’t take it seriously, that’s an enemy that the Creator can’t completely defeat. It’s been only a few years since you stepped into the extraordinary realm. Back then, the Burning Legion ravaged Ancient Kalimdor, and the dead demigods could fill Guy. Lake Erdalon."

"The enemy of the Creator?"

Thoradin thoughtfully.

Shocked by the ancient Eight Trigrams, originally half-human and half-elf, Alodi, the first generation guardian of the Council of Tirisfal, was actually Thoradin’s son...

It doesn't seem to be something unimaginable and unacceptable.

Carlos is no longer entangled in the fact that Stomka cannot carry the Holy Light, spread the wings of the Holy Light, and use all the Holy Light to strengthen the flesh, Carlos meets Zakaz from the front, and Krasis is similar to an arthropod. The strong upper limbs of the claws ran into the warrior, not like the collision of chitin and steel, but more like an asteroid hitting the ground.

Carlos breathed a sigh of relief as the rumbling noise raised the dust.

The huge difference in body size brought Carlos back more than ten steps, but it was discovered that after the body was fully strengthened, the difference in strength was not obvious. This is great news.

It's just that the damn memory came again.

"Great Azadas, tell me, where is Tyr's legion?"

Thoradin raised Stomka in his hand, god-tier said.

"I have brought the mark of unsealing. I am flowing with the blood of loyalty, the great king of rocks, telling me, the resting place of the Iron Legion of my lord Tyr."

"No, there is no Iron Corps anymore. Now that you ask this question, you should understand what happened back then."

Azadas, the guardian of Uldaman, responded to Thoradin in an extremely slow tone.

"The number of people is not right. I have been to Northrend and climbed to the top of Utgarde. I climbed the Storm Peaks and saw Thorim. Tell me, Azadas, if you don’t Forget the fall of my lord Tyr, just tell me where the original Iron Legion slept."

After a long silence, Azadas closed the door of the Hall of Rocks, and every time the guardian of the Titans lit a star lamp, a crack appeared on his body.

"The cursed flesh and blood can't touch my friend's inheritance. My brothers and sisters have a betrayer, not Thorim, nor Mimiron, other guardians are possible. Earthling is in my sleepy years If you want to get revenge for your master, my friends’ followers, if you want to avenge your master, you must first cast out the curse on yourself.”

"How can we get rid of the curse?"

"Origin Engine."

In a daze, Carlos heard the rapid cooling sound like boiling magma flowing into the sea, announcing a corrupt and decadent thinking.

"Praise the Lord of the Thousand Throats, offer your flesh and soul, and the gates of the land of immortality will open to you."

Zakaz's words possessed the power of corrupting people's hearts. The holy light array that the Paladins chanted and maintained was not shaken when the shadow burst before welcoming, but there was a huge turbulence because of Krasis's words.

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