Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 138 46. The Ultimate Answer [815]

The chaos outside Treasure Island continued.

One side is gray and the other is pale.

On the frozen sea, the two forces frantically charge and fight each other like gangs fighting, bloody and fatal.

The fastest and fiercest Redman cut down a Mist Warrior who was roaring at him without fear of death, and when he turned around, he saw those damned half-titans wreaking havoc not far away.

He roared and jumped up.

Holding a saber in his hand, he slashed with brute force, smashing into the Kvaldir army's battle line like a meteor, swiping the saber fiercely, and the moment he landed, he knocked two and a half titans to the ground.

He himself was pierced by a half-titan halberd, and his whole body was thrown backwards by the huge force, hitting the ice layer and blasting a big hole.

But after a few seconds, Red seemed to be okay.

Patting the healed shriveled wound on his chest, grinning grinningly, holding the knife, he charged towards the half-titan in front of him again.

Pooh!

Everyone is immortal now, come on!

Let's see who is more ruthless!

But this is only the periphery of the battlefield, and the battlefield that really determines today's decisive battle is still farther away.

On the deck of the Naglfar.

The soul-inviting man Hablon suffered a full blow from a powerful loa head-on, and Akunda's thunder and lightning were blocked head-on by the death power bestowed by Hela.

In terms of power and destructive power alone, this lightning is already above the legendary magic, and more importantly, it has Akunda's divinity attached to it.

This level of divinity may not be as powerful as the death power in Hela's hands, but it is enough to weaken Hablon, the death family.

Following the aftermath of the last ray of thunder sparks, like a spreading shock ring, scattered on the entire deck of the Naglfar, the unharmed Hablon straightened his body and took a step back.

He could hear the Naglfar wailing beneath him.

This ghost ship helped him withstand the force of the blow just now, and the already damaged hull looked even worse now.

The most terrible thing was that the white light shield in front of him that resisted Garona's fatal assassination was already covered with dense cobweb cracks.

It is dilapidated.

Maybe it will be shattered if it is attacked by the power of legend again.

Once the death divine power bestowed by Hella is broken, he will be completely exposed to the siege of the two legends on Bu Laike's side, and the betrayer, he must still have some weird power hidden.

Not to be underestimated!

Besides the ghost ship, on the frozen sea, in the chaotic scene of the battle between the two sides, seeing those guys hacked to death by half-titan undead climbed up from death again and again, which made Hablon squint again eyes.

He realized later, why that traitor wanted to place the battlefield here!

Bwonsamdi's death power is here, and the traitor's subordinates are all in the form of cursed undead. In this cursed sea, they are all immortal!

Damn it!

Was put together.

The biggest advantage of the Kvaldir Legion was just offset.

Bwonsamdi helping him?

how come!

How could that weak troll Reaper.

"I guess you must be thinking, why did Bwonsamdi help me?"

Bu Laike glanced regretfully at the horn in his hand that had been silent. This Akunda is really inferior. The full blow of the so-called Loa God can't break even Hela's death power.

It seems that the big lizard is really weak to a certain extent now.

But looking at Hablon's current state, this wave is not a loss.

The pirate threw Akunda's horn back into the magic luggage, and clasped the Sankesu tightly with both hands, aiming the blade at the soul-inviting man in front of him.

He said in the dry and hoarse tone unique to the undead:

"What's there to think about? Is there any need to count the grievances between that old bastard Bwonsamdi and your queen Hela?

When the two sides are not friends, is it any wonder that old Bwonsamdi helped me bury you, Hela's lackey, on the sea?

You guys have been so arrogant for a long time, you just think the world revolves around you, right?

Such a swagger, running to the territory of another god of death to show off his might.

You really think you are Hela herself! Do you know, my friend Hablon, how furious Bwonsamdi got when he told me about you?

It made a little deal with me, huh.

The content of the transaction is your life! "

"swish"

Bu Laike's figure disappeared in front of Hablon in an instant, and the shadow stepped down. Between the black shadows, Sankesu, who was surrounded by thick shadows, swung forward with exactly the same combat skills as when he destroyed Zemlan before.

The soul guide was also locking on the betrayer, and at the same time as the shadow step fell, the war scythe in Hablon's hand was in the gap between the two, tearing a strange crack.

The dark purple energy surged out from the crack like a tentacle, like an octopus hunting for food, trying to swallow the cloth Laike who raised the knife.

Approximate to the power of the void!

But with a slight difference.

The pirates had seen this thing before, and the moment it surfaced, Laike's eyes were like stars corroded by a vast void, and thousands of strange sounds echoed in his mind.

The soul-inducing man knew exactly what effect his move would cause, and at the same time as the void tear emerged, he swung the soul-absorbing scythe and slashed at Bu Laike.

Since the curse of Hell cannot take away this cunning soul, then use "physical transcendence".

But he underestimated the power attached to the knife that Boo Laike had slashed.

Weapon master, death mark, plus bloodline bonus, let this time's shadow strike bring out the roar of the tyrannical shadow, like a shadow behemoth roaring and eating people!

Far surpassing the legend, the blow of nearly half-god strength followed the pirate's roar, and without any control, it hit the soul-inducing man head-on.

A shot is a big move!

Bu Laike didn't care about his body wanting to burst and die.

He is clear.

If Hablon is not buried here today, he is doomed to die.

"Do not!"

The moment the scythe and the saber collided, the soul educer widened his eyes and roared loudly, trying to stop this demigod power that shouldn't have appeared from wreaking havoc on his ship.

"kuang"

The Naglfar also suffered the same fate as Zemlan's black ship flagship. The bad thing, Bu Laike, didn't even think about controlling it, allowing the tyrannical shadow of being promoted to a demigod to fall in front of him.

The soul-destroying scythe in the hands of the soul-inducing man was shattered into ashes in an instant, and Hablon mobilized the remaining power of death to try to wrap the entire hull of the Nagfar.

But he failed!

The out-of-control shadow detached from the Sankesu blade and turned into a black line cutting everything, just like a bear child slashed fiercely on the eerie Nagfar.

When Hablon fled from the shadow of his mouth in disgrace, the mainmast and deck of his beloved Naglfar also collapsed quietly at this moment.

The whole ship was slashed into a third by this knife, countless sawdust and bones flew across, and the thick main mast was engulfed by the shadows and bitten into flying black debris.

The howling of the ghost ship echoed on the sea, and in a messy and broken deck, the pirate lost his strength again, and the pirate with his whole body bursting with muscles, supported his precarious body with the sword in his hand.

In the constant vibration of the Naglfar, he raised his middle finger towards Hablon maliciously. In the destructive swing of flying debris, he made a mouth shape.

"You're done!"

The soul-leader stood up from the completely destroyed stern with a gloomy expression. The crimson robe on his body was already tattered, revealing the gray-white dead body below.

There was a shocking scar on his chest, which was cut open by Sankesu.

The most important thing is that the divine power of death that could have formed a cracked shield in front of him was completely shattered by the totally unreasonable slash by Laike just now.

The pale death power shattered into light spots like fireflies, entangled around Hablon's almost chopped-up body, as if urging the soul-inviting man to leave.

However, Hablon's eyes fell on the deck of the ghost ship that was completely cut open.

Anger flickered in his unforgiving gray eyes.

Ever since he followed Hella and betrayed the glorious guardians, this ship has been with him. In that dirty and ruthless gray hell, this ghost ship is like his only home.

"I have seen countless worlds swallowed by the flames of the Creator, and the people in those worlds disappeared forever before they could even utter a cry.

The entire planet is born and destroyed in a mere flick of a finger.

But from the beginning to the end, I was never moved. I had no feeling about it.

Until I knew the real doomsday, and fell into your world in the daze of losing hope, Hela told me that she had a way to change that ending, and she showed me another possibility.

I fell into death with her.

Those curses gave me emotions, and I saw them as a chronic disease.

but now.

Boo Laike Shaw!

You, pissed me off.

I don't enjoy this kind of anger, this ugly emotion makes me sick, just like you!

Now, I want to use this power that has been hidden for countless epochs to completely destroy you! "

Hablon stood at the stern with his bare hands, his body was changing, and light gushed out from his tattered body, like a lamp being lit.

On the side of Bu Laike, the old mage Meri Dongfeng also appeared beside the pirates in the streamer of teleportation, and he saw the secret in Hablon's broken body at a glance.

When the Soul Introducer was sliced ​​through the body by Sankesu, no blood flowed from the wound, replaced by light, the light like a sea of ​​broken stars.

Shining like stars.

It was as if Hablon's dead body was just another "clothes".

The sole purpose of its existence is to help him cover up his true body.

"I shattered his divine power shield, and cut through the legendary body he used to disguise. I pushed him into the second stage. This is my limit."

Bu Laike looked at his broken body, he took a step back, sat down on the broken deck under him, and said to the old mage and Garona hiding in the shadows:

"Next, it's up to you."

"What the hell is he?"

The old mage looked at Hablon's "second stage transformation" in front of him, and he sensed something hidden, so he asked in a deep voice:

"Hablon is not just an ordinary soul inducer, he has another identity? How many things do you not tell me? Tell me! Bu Laike, what is he?"

"Of course he is not ordinary. Do you really think that Hela would casually give her trust to a dead unknown vrykul?

Hablon is the astral body!

He serves the true gods among the stars, he is the messenger of the Titans of the Pantheon and the watcher of the worlds, he is the eye of the gods, the voice of the gods, and the sword of the gods. "

The pirate stared closely at the changes in Hablon in front of him. He saw the familiar shining body in his memory, which looked like a human being, but the whole body was composed of faint blue starlight.

Like a phantom construct.

There is no face, no facial features, only the white starlight condensed at each body joint in the illusory body, connected by bright lines.

It looks like a weird and sacred starlight skeleton.

"They are generally strong, except for this one.

He knew the terrible truth, and his faith was shattered by reality, and his power disappeared with it.

Only at this point can he be bewitched by Hela to fall into death together and become a running dog of another force. Don't be too afraid, he has not exceeded the upper limit that you can deal with.

He is the "ultimate answer" to the countless curiosities and questions that I have created for you during the journey I took you along. "

Bo Laike closed his eyes, relieved his shoulders, and leaned against the side of the cold deck.

He said:

"He, is also something I want to show you. Buang Sandy! Come out, you bad guy, make a deal with me, and I'll make you an offer you can't refuse.

And you, too, must, help me! "

(end of this chapter)