Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

Onyxia looked a little worried on the way back to Tirisfal Glades.

With the relationship between Ebyssian and the Gaoling tribe, as long as the whole story is clarified to them, the holy hammer, which is just a hot potato for the tauren, should be easily recovered.

The key is how to capture Deathwing alive.

It is not easy to kill Deathwing, let alone capture him alive, and now no one knows where Deathwing has hidden in the world.

Since the battle of Black Wing Mountain, the Fallen Black Dragon King has never appeared again. No matter how frantically Malygos searched, he still couldn't catch any clues.

Considering the danger of Zakaz, under the instruction of Andrea, Aurora and Onyxia stayed behind in Xilude Village, and Andrea and Thorim's family, Brunhilde, followed the storm. The king enters Tyr's tomb.

As Thorim raised his hammer high, all the inhabitants of Tirisfal Glades could see a bright bolt of lightning descend from the sky.

"Boom!"

The lightning struck the huge rocks piled up near the entrance of the tomb by the female warriors of Sylude, and the powerful destructive force smashed a large number of rocks, revealing the entrance of the tomb again.

A faint dark breath overflowed from the tomb, much weaker than before Thoradin entered the tomb.

The impatient Thorim turned into a bolt of lightning and dived into the water, and Andrea and Brunhilde hurriedly retreated far away.

The entrance to the collapsed tomb is located at the bottom of the water. If the escape is not timely, Thorim will let the two know what it feels like to "call".

Brunhilde put on a set of capable leather armor today, she said with a wry smile, "Lord Thorim is still so fiery."

Andrea smiled noncommittally, "Let's keep up too, it's best to make sure Zakaz can die completely this time."

Brunhilde lacks confidence, "Zakaz is one of the most powerful warriors of the Old Gods, how can he die so easily, as long as his soul is not destroyed, this guy can slowly reshape through the passage of time Body."

‘Hehe~soul. '

Andrea looked meaningfully at the Dark Empire Sword hanging on his waist.

Ever since the entrance to the tomb was opened, Xalatas had entered an inexplicable state of excitement, urging Andrea to enter the tomb quickly and put his sword on Zakaz's head.

"Wow!"

After confirming that the current in the water dissipated, Andrea took the lead in turning into a naive killer whale and plunged into the lake.

Wagging his tail, he quickly swam through the entrance into Tyr's Tomb. Thorim stood in the solemn hall, staring blankly at the golden warhammer floating in the center of the sealing magic circle.

"Warhammer of the Silver Hand..."

Thorim's expression was very complicated. Tyr had come to look for him when he escaped from Ulduar, but at that time, Thorim was immersed in the grief of losing Sif and the guilt of provoking a war, so he didn't say anything to Tyr. Take your words seriously.

He didn't expect that unpleasant meeting to be a farewell.

After Andrea changed back to human form, she shook the water droplets on her hair, and Brunhilde followed him into the tomb.

Noticing the movement behind him, Thorim's drifting thoughts were pulled back.

"Let's go, the fluctuation of the power of the void is coming from the east side of the tomb, Zakaz should be there."

The sealing circle with the Silver Hand Warhammer as the core is already a bit dim, and its power alone cannot continue to perfectly suppress Zakaz, who is gradually recovering. This is also the reason why the dark power overflowed from the tomb before.

On the way to the East Hall, the three of Thorim were attacked by many pure energy shadow creatures.

These shadow creatures are formed by the energy overflowed by Zakaz in the early years. They do not have any mind and act according to Zakaz's wishes.

But at this time Zakaz fell into a deep sleep, and these dark creatures could only act on instinct.

Sideways to avoid the enemy's pounce, Andrea slashed across with his sword, and the pure energy body was sucked into the body by the excited Xalatas.

"Not enough, not enough! Keep going, I want to suck Zakaz's soul!"

Xalatas, who has been chattering in his mind, made Andrea very helpless.

Over the millennia, Sara'thasar has shown no sign of betraying him.

Maybe it was Elune who frightened it, or maybe Xalatas saw something from Andrea, thinking that continuing to follow Andrea would maximize his benefits.

Over the years, Andrea has become accustomed to fighting with the sword of the Dark Empire in his left hand. This blunt artifact can often reap miraculous effects when used against evil people.

Thorim grew impatient with the constant stream of shadow creatures.

"Andrea! Speed ​​up, if you can't deal with these miscellaneous fish within 1 minute, I'm going to shoot!"

"Yes~ I will get it done as soon as possible."

After years of training, Andrea's left-handed sword is already very proficient, but it is indeed too inefficient to clean up groups of minions with physical attacks alone.

Holding up the ancient god's long sword filled with black light, under the watchful eyes of Thorim and Brunhilde, the range of action of the sword of the dark empire expanded, turning all the shadow energy within a radius of more than ten meters into plumes of black smoke inhaled in vivo.

"Hmph!" Thorim snorted displeasedly, "I have heard that many ancient gods were devoured in the civil war of the Dark Empire, but I didn't expect one of them to fall into your hands."

"Andrea, let me ask again, are you sure you can control it?"

Clearing away all the miscellaneous fish in the vicinity at once, Xalatas burped in Andrea's mind comfortably.

Putting the long sword back into the weapon belt around his waist, Andrea shrugged and said, "At least I can still control it now, at least someone is watching over my head, Elune will not let me be easily controlled by the ancient gods of."

Elune has not communicated with Andrea and Tyrande for more than 2,000 years because she ran out of time to stay in the material world.

But Andrea knows that the Moon Goddess has always kept her attention on Azeroth, and whenever she has the opportunity, she will project her spirit to her dependents again.

With Thorim's help, the three of them passed a smashed stone bridge, and finally saw a huge humanoid monster kneeling on the ground.

This monster seems to be pieced together from lobsters, crabs, and many arthropods, and then forced to knead him into a human form. The overall structure looks very weird.

"Zakaz."

Thorim looked at the motionless monster with a gloomy face, and it was it and Hikix who drove Tyr to a dead end.

There was a two-handed giant sword stuck on Zakaz's head. Hundreds of years later, the body of Thoradin who should have been holding the sword has long since disappeared.

This shimmering sword still seemed to be full of power, and with the cooperation of the original seal of the tomb, Zakaz's resurrection time was greatly delayed.

'Stromkar Warbreaker. '

Brunhilde seems to be very interested in this sword, but this weak and slender beauty is holding a large round shield and a thick-edged two-handed sword in both hands, which seems a bit out of tune with her temperament.

Thorim saw the movement of his family members, and raised his chin to signal Brunhirs.

"Go, pull out that sword, this time I will completely annihilate Zakaz's body."