Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

Azshara, who was dozens of kilometers away, suddenly changed his face, suppressing the discomfort and closing the space channel in front of him.

"boom!"

Even though Azshara's reaction speed was fast enough, some flames rushed towards the two of them through the not completely closed passage.

Andrea took the initiative to stand in front, and the wings in the avatar state enveloped the two of them, and the flames swept over Andrea's wings. The violent energy hedging produced an explosive reaction force, and the two were far away from the original place. push away.

"brush!"

Spreading his wings to wave away the remaining flames, Andrea looked solemnly at the Demon King in the distance. At this time, Sargeras had already found their location through his own flame positioning.

"It turned out to be two gods who don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth."

Sargeras let out a contemptuous laugh wantonly, and his huge voice shaking the universe could be clearly heard in the vacuum.

Falling into a demon has not weakened Sargeras's powerful body as a bronze titan, and the flesh and blood wounds caused by Andrea's attack are rapidly recovering.

Andrea let go of Azshara, and sighed helplessly, "Sure enough, it's hard to do enough damage to him without gathering strength."

Azshara quickly exchanged spell-casting gestures with both hands, and added with the same dignified expression, "Our goal is not to defeat him. No one in the material world can surpass Sargeras in combat power."

"That's right." Andrea mentally prepared to deal with Sargeras' attack. "Our goal is to delay the time, as long as the Pantheon completes the preparations for the seal."

"Don't relax in the slightest! We have overcome countless difficulties, don't capsize in the gutter in this final battle!"

"snort!"

Azshara smiled confidently, "Who do you think you're talking to? Take care of yourself, I finally found a suitable partner, I don't want to be a widow so soon."

...

In the hall of the Pantheon, except for Eonar who is in good condition, the other five titans are leaning crookedly on their divine thrones.

As expected by Eonar, Andrea and others, the attack on Argus distracted most of the defenders around the Pantheon.

Standing here doing nothing for countless years, the demons of the legion have long since relaxed their vigilance. When Eonar sneaked into the Pantheon with other compatriots, the demons of the legion staying in the nearby Xingyu did not respond at all.

"Huh~"

Aman'Thul, the father of the gods, leaned on the armrest of the seat to prop up his body, and looked around at several other compatriots.

After receiving Eonar's treatment, Norgannon, Kazgros, and Goganes, who were also tortured by the Coven, were able to barely support the complete sealing ceremony, but Aggramar's poor state made the five of them feel very uncomfortable. worry.

The soul and will of the Avenger was first defeated by Sargeras, forcibly distorted, and then suffered a second injury because of the shattering of the new body.

Even after being nursed one-on-one by Eonar for a period of time, his aura is still much weaker than other titans.

Aman'Thul sat upright and asked in a deep voice, "Agramar, can you still hold on?"

"But...uh!"

Aggramar wanted to prop up his body and sit up straight from the throne several times, but the weakness and powerlessness from the depths of his soul prevented him from moving.

Eonar said worriedly, "No, he still needs some time to recover."

"There is only one chance. Under the premise that Aggramar cannot accurately control his own power, launching the seal rashly is likely to usher in failure."

Aman'Thul closed his eyes slightly and leaned on the back of his chair. "I'll leave it to you, my wife. Let him recover the most basic activity as soon as possible. I'm afraid Andrea and the others won't be able to last long in front of Sargeras."

"Don't worry."

Aggramar leaned limply on the chair, a smile barely formed on the corner of his mouth.

"I can feel that a familiar soul is returning, maybe the god from Azeroth will bring us some surprises."

Eonar's hands glowed green and continued to heal Aggramar, with a reproachful expression on her face, "Don't talk, focus on recovery, we can only trust them now."

...

"Drink!"

Sargeras' powerful slashing drew twisted flame trails in the universe, and Andrea and Azshara struggled to avoid his space-distorting attack.

"Are you kidding me!"

Azshara, who was full of nervousness, couldn't help complaining, "To be able to affect the stability of space with pure power, this guy's strength is too extraordinary!"

Andrea vigorously flapped her wings in the incarnation state, and isolated the monstrous flames that were close to her eyes five meters away from her body.

"Otherwise, what do you think? Although Sargeras took advantage of the sneak attack to some extent, Sargeras did wipe out all the Titans in the Pantheon back then, and it should not be his full strength now."

At the beginning, Sargeras relied on the fel energy storm that swept across the entire star universe to destroy the god bodies of the Titans at once. Perhaps it was because of Azeroth that was right in front of him. Sargeras did not take the same crazy action now, which is already considered a Converged.

Once the fel energy storm that destroys the world is called, Andrea and Azshara will certainly not survive, but Azeroth will definitely be affected by it.

Sargeras' purpose is not to destroy Azeroth, but to corrupt the star soul of Azeroth with the strongest potential and let her use it for himself.

When Andrea and Azshara struggled to hold on under Sargeras' wide-ranging attack, Taeshalak, who had been carrying Andrea's back all the time, suddenly felt scorching heat.

Although this high temperature would not scald Andrea's divine body, it still attracted his attention after all.

"Teshalak? What's the matter?"

Xalatas hanging on Andrea's waist said in a strange tone, "Andrea, the broken sword on your back seems to be connected with the weapon spirit who doesn't know where it is. Do you still remember that legend?"

'legend……'

Andrea's heart moved, and he waved his wings in the opposite direction to get out of Sargeras' attack distance. "Azshara, buy me a little time. The situation seems to have turned around."

Azshara nodded solemnly, "I'll try my best, but I can't guarantee how long I can support it."

The power of space was fully activated, and Azshara used the space prison used against Aggramar again.

The huge body of Sargeras was forcibly blocked by the sudden space cage. As Azshara narrowed the space between his hands with sweat all over his face, the size of Sargeras who was locked in the space was also compressed.

"Engage in such a small trick!"

Sargeras, who was squeezed into a ball, roared angrily and tried to stretch his body, red and green flames gushed out, propping the space prison out of cracks.

Andrea pulled out Taishalach from behind as quickly as possible, closed his eyes and tried to feel the call from the endless universe.

Sensing Teshalach's clear response, the spirit of weapons, which was spinning in the universe, finally determined its direction, breaking through the space and rushing towards the direction of Azeroth.

"Could it be..."

With an idea, Andrea looked up at Greybor in Sargeras' hands.

Sargeras, who was temporarily locked in the space cage, had no time to pay attention. At this time, the broken sword also began to flicker faintly and imperceptibly.

'So that's the case, so here comes the problem. '

Andrea scratched her head in distress, 'How can I take away Sargeras' weapon from him? '