Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1969 97. Who Killed Denathius in the Unsolved Case of Fort Nasria? 【916】

"boom"

A scorching dark green fireball fell from the sky, and a huge meteorite wrapped in evil fire whizzed down and hit the tower of the city hall in Dark Bay Town. In just an instant, this attack full of evil energy ignited the dome of the house, causing The terrified Venthyrs who hid among them fled their refuge screaming.

But the demons flying all over the sky will not show mercy to these anima vampires.

Their dark gods have issued an oracle, and the Burning Crusade will start in the Shadowlands. At this time, the demons rushing into Revendreth are just the vanguard, and soon the burning army from the Twisting Nether will take this gloomy place Completely ignite.

Of course, Venthyr, one of the four major covenants in the shadow world, is not without the power to protect himself.

Although Emperor Denathrius almost brought most of the Stone Legion into the Maw to prepare for his own death conquest, the Stoneborn who remained in Revendres still responded to the challenge of the demons.

They were awakened from the rocky state, carried the halberds and entered the attacked Dark Bay Town from the other side under the cover of the stone-born demons, and fought with the demons in the burning city.

The local governor of Venthyr was also very decisive. After realizing that the devil's invasion was in full swing, she immediately sent out a signal for help. The mudmen in the whole town jumped into the muddy mud, and three mudmen formed a giant servant, so as to temporarily summon thirty or forty wild and powerful giant servants to help the Stoneborn fight against the demons.

But in the face of the fearless army of evil energy, such a little support is obviously not enough.

The mayor of the town has already begun to organize his own residents to retreat to the city of Nasria Fort across the bridge. The city around the palace of the great emperor has strong walls and tens of thousands of reserve Stoneborn soldiers, which is enough to fight against the madness of the demons. Persevere under indiscriminate bombing until the arrival of reinforcements from other countries Well, if other countries are really willing to send reinforcements.

But when the mayor moved to Nasria Castle with the surviving Venthyr, he was astonished to find that while the front line was invaded by demons, there was actually a scene of a "war" going on in the emperor's palace at the same time. Palace coup!"

"Don't come close!"

The mighty and loyal giant servant, Master Shishou, stood alone on the drawbridge leading to the gate of Nasria Castle. This mighty giant servant was no longer in the awkward state where he didn't even have shoes.

As the vanguard general of the rebel army under the command of Prince Reynathor, the Mad Duke Sittal specially made majestic armor (assembled by spraying broken wood boards), warm and suitable boots (modified from broken clothes), and a domineering and ferocious cage for Shishou. A small battle helmet (it took ten minutes for the mud servant to knead it with mud), and a giant tower that fits the status of a giant servant warrior.

Well, the real three-story minaret is held by Shishou as a weapon, and it also carries a huge sin tablet on its back to symbolize its "noble" status at this time and to be used as a shield when necessary.

This clumsy but majestic giant servant stood in front of the fleeing Venthyrs. It frowned and tried to recall the words Master Sitar taught it, and lowered its voice and scolded:

"Now here. Well, this place has been occupied by His Royal Highness. That's right, His Royal Highness Prince Reynathor has returned from the Abyss. He will replace the cruel emperor to rule in glory on this ancient land. Ah, glory The taste of it, I miss it so much! In short, without permission, you are not allowed to enter the palace!"

Shitou waved the giant tower in his hand, bared his teeth and threatened:

"It's fine to go in if you want, you have to be loyal to His Royal Highness. Allegiance! Do you understand? You must at least have the banner of His Highness, otherwise you will be against the Emperor's party!

Rebels will be eaten!

So, are you against the party? "

The powerful giant servant licked his lips, and looked at the group of embarrassing Venthyr refugees in front of him with a look of food.

Facing its inquiry, the lady mayor, who had just escaped from the claws of the devil, looked at the palace behind the giant servant in horror, and she soon discovered that the giant servant was not joking.

The flags of Prince Rethonar had already been hung on the guard towers of Fort Nasria, and some Stoneborn warriors wearing armor of different colors were flying around in the air.

Patrolling those guard towers were clearly the private soldiers of several noble families who had been exiled for participating in the rebellion.

Those guys who were driven into the ash wilderness to fend for themselves are now guarding the tower of the emperor's palace with dignity and grandeur, and they hang the downed guards from the tower with chains, Whip them and listen to their piercing screams to demonstrate the majesty of the victor.

"Revenders has changed!"

This thought quickly flashed through the mayor's mind.

As a Venthyr who is good at intrigue, she immediately made up the plot of "The Prince's Revenge" with hundreds of thousands of words in her brain, but unfortunately, the current situation is really not a good time to let her thoughts run wild.

Just as the mayor was thinking about her words, the refugees following her screamed in horror. They shouted that the devil was coming, and they all crouched on the ground with their heads in their arms. Look.

Good guy!

Unknowingly, a huge vortex of evil energy opened up in the sky above Fort Nasria, and a terrifying doomsday lord was looking down in the vortex.

A few seconds later, with a loud roar in the language of demons, mephits and dread demons poured down from the sky, and only rushed down in the direction of Fort Nasria.

"delicious!"

Shi Shou, whose brain is not easy to use, didn't know which tendon was wrong. Seeing the demons rushing over, he let out a yell of surprise, swung the giant tower in his hand, and under the bombardment of infinite force, three or four The dread demon smashed into a pulp in the air, then grabbed four or five mephits and threw them into its mouth, the chewed blood splashed everywhere.

"Well, it's spicy, it's a bit springy, Shi Shou likes it!"

The giant servant guarding the palace gate was suddenly whetted with appetite, and ignored the Venthyr refugees in front of him, waving his big hands and started catching demons in the air for snacks.

The Venthyr sentries on the palace watchtower also rang the alarm bell, and soon the stoneborn all over the palace wall were awakened, and began to fly into the sky to fight the demons.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

The mayor of Dark Bay Town immediately pulled up the trembling Venthyr civilians beside him, grabbed a flag of His Royal Highness from the shelf next to it, stuffed it into the guy's hand, and shouted with a sword:

"We are all loyal servants of Prince Resonal! We are here to resist the tyrannical emperor! Soldiers, come with me, rush into the palace, and help the great prince eliminate the rebels!"

As soon as she yelled, she was the first to rush up the suspension bridge.

The Venthyrs behind them followed suit, chaotically shouting various slogans, picked up the flags that had been knocked down by the demons from the ground, and rushed into the safer Nasria Fort in a chaotic manner.

But no one cares about them.

The interior of the palace is already in disarray.

The rebels brought back from the Maw by Prince Lessonal, under the leadership of the three wives of the sinful lords, cleared the court in an extremely vicious manner. Don't let go.

Emperor Denathrius transferred all the elite of the court to the Maw, which gave the rebels almost unimpeded opportunities.

In addition to these revenge-filled warriors who returned from the Maw, His Royal Highness also has more powerful helpers.

Several Moon Night Gods of War headed by the stone forger and the stone descendants of the god of death that the stone forge had just carved were also fighting in the palace. The end of the massacre.

But things didn't go smoothly.

Because Prince Lessonal and his rebels have not been able to find the most important target of the coup in the palace.

"I also searched the palace garden. I turned over every stone and even every piece of mud, but I still haven't found any trace of the emperor, Your Highness."

Wearing a Kul Tiras general uniform, holding a command knife in one hand and an umbrella in the other, the mad Duke Sittar rushed to the side of Prince Rethonar standing in the Sin Throne Hall.

The crazy prince adjutant said anxiously:

"Are you sure the Great Emperor really fled back to this castle after Maw Abyss was seriously injured? He has so many places to go. Maybe that cunning guy has already left the Kingdom of Shadows."

"No! Believe me, my father is here!"

Prince Lessonal, who came back from the Maw, now has blood stains on his face, and the battle armor on his body is also covered with blood and scratches. The hard days in the Maw made him skinny and skinny, without a trace His aristocratic demeanor, his posture is not much better than that of the mad Duke Sitar beside him.

But it was this bitter experience that gave His Royal Highness a ferocious murderous look that he had never had before.

He will be standing in the throne room now, constantly giving various orders to his loyal subordinates, and personally leading people to search for traces of the emperor who fled back to Revendreth in several palaces his father liked best.

Faced with Sitar's doubts, His Royal Highness looked at the crime medal still stained with blood in his hand, and said coldly:

"I strangled that sycophant minister with my own hands, and I hung his body outside the palace wall, and I tortured his soul. I don't believe that under such pain, that soft bone can keep any secrets.

My father escaped from the sword of the Dark Titan.

He has only his last breath left, and he will definitely return to the place where he is most at ease. As far as I know, there is still a hidden force under my father's command.

We must find him before his last faithful servant arrives.

Then

kill him!

Otherwise, there will be no peace in this land. "

The expression on Lessonal's face made Mad Duke Sittal shudder.

He felt that the prince who was once full of idealism had really been reborn after he walked through the Maw.

The fierce and indifferent expression on this skinny and skinny face at this time made Sitaar seem to see another young version of Denathius.

"Your Highness! Demons are attacking our territory!"

Outside the throne room, General Draven, who was finally able to appear in front of people openly, flapped his wings and landed on the terrace. The powerful stone descendant strode forward and said to his loyal Highness in a reverent tone:

"Dark Bay can't be defended anymore. The demons have already broken through there. We plan to abandon that city and give full support to Qiuao Village. It is also being attacked there."

"Demons are not a problem, don't worry about them!

The "messenger" sent by His Excellency Laike promised me that our ancient compatriots will return to their hometown with hope, and that Revendreth will not fall into the hands of demons today! "

Prince Lessonal shook his head, and said to his most trusted general:

"The most important thing now is to find my father, we must"

"hum"

Before the prince finished speaking, a bloody firework shot up into the sky outside a cellar at the back of the palace. Lessonar's eyes narrowed and he exclaimed:

"The stonesmiths have sent out a signal, and they have found my father! Quick! Follow me! Draven, block it!"

Renathal's voice was trembling.

His whole body turned into a bloody light and disappeared into the palace, followed by his loyal soldiers. General Stoneborn also knew the seriousness of the problem, so he soared into the sky and blocked the surrounding area himself in the air.

And in the secret passage under the royal cellar, a confrontation was going on.

The bald big sister, Ms. Stonesmith, held a bloody sharp blade, and was guarding the entrance of the passage under the guard of two death beasts with the emblem of the moon god carved on their foreheads.

On her left is the nerubian girl Laike, on her right is the natural Gay Masirnax, and in the shadows floating in front of her is Azeroth's contemporary Moon Night God of War holding the Dark Moon Blade, who has just crossed the curtain of life and death Ms. Nasa, the second warden of the watchmen who came to the shadow country.

The combination of the four moon and night gods of war tightly blocked the only exit of this passage.

In front of the moonlit night God of War group of four, Emperor Denathrius, whose face was as pale as paper, could only stand still with the support of the soul blade Lemonia in his hand, was glaring at them.

Reinasol's message was accurate.

After being seriously injured by the Dark Titan, the Great Emperor really fled back to the place where he was most at ease, waiting here for his last loyal servant to come to rescue.

But sadly, his enemies found him before his servants.

"Your Majesty the Sin King who is hiding in the sewer, well, you are more pragmatic than I imagined, and I think that even in your weak condition, you should sit proudly on your throne to welcome you the end of the day."

The stone blacksmith sneered indifferently.

Facing her ridicule, the emperor's dead man who could no longer see the slightest domineering expression showed a half-smile expression.

It can be seen that he is trying his best to maintain his majesty, but unfortunately, the terrible environment around him can't set off the aura he should have, and can only show a look of sadness.

The emperor's condition is too bad.

His godhead was shattered, four-fifths of the eternal container was cut off by Sargeras' sword, and now maintaining a complete appearance has consumed most of his energy.

Going back to Revendreth can get healing from this land, but that little healing is completely useless in the face of the destructive power exerted by the Dark Titan.

He can no longer fight.

"How much did my son give you?"

The Great Emperor asked weakly in the dark:

"Why do you, who have always been proud, become the dog of Resonal so hard? It's really unbelievable."

"It has nothing to do with your son."

The stone blacksmith shrugged. The two stone-born death beasts blessed by the black moon behind her roared and waved their paws. The bald big sister said softly:

"It was your guest who united us.

He is the incarnation of the Black Moon, please forgive my betrayal, Your Majesty, but you know, whether in life or after death, I am a loyal follower of Lady Elune. "

Compared with Ms. Stonesmith's tact, Ms. Nasa who appeared in the shadows to kill Emperor Denathus was much more straightforward.

The current moon night war god of Azeroth slashed at the Eternal, and replied in a hoarse voice:

"In the name of the dark moon, for Ms. Maiev's rise in the world of death, you must die!"

The remaining two Gods of War and Emperor Denathrius have no personal grievances, but since they are here, they have to work.

So in the next moment, the power of the four gods of war on a moon night turned into the light of stars and moons that shook the earth and blasted at Denathius. The emperor gritted his teeth and backed away, but the soul blade in his hand was released at this moment.

"My master, please remember me. Let's go!"

The bloodthirsty and crazy Lemonia flew up, turned into a bloody lightning and rushed towards the four moon night war gods in front of her.

Her loyal protector looks very much like the twin blades of sorrow in the hands of Bo Laike.

"not coming back!"

Even when he was in despair, Denathius, who didn't show any sadness, couldn't help showing a frightened and desperate expression when he saw his sword sacrificing himself and crashing into the enemy.

There is indeed some unknown intimacy between the Emperor and his sword.

But the death fight of a god's saber in a desperate situation did buy time for the great emperor. Gritting his teeth, the great Denathius turned into blood and flashed through the passage of swords, lights and swords in front of him, and flew towards the exit of the cellar leading to the sewer. go out.

He has seen the darkened sky outside.

He can already hear the calls of his servants in the shadows, as long as he can leave here, he can go to a safe place and wait for the situation to change.

He is the eternal one, as long as you give yourself enough time, He will definitely be able to make a comeback.

must be able to

"puff"

The pain from the cold blade piercing his chest interrupted all the emperor's fantasies.

At the moment when the blood was dissipated, the emperor stared in amazement at another soul blade that was very similar to Lemonia inserted into his chest. This sharp blade precisely pierced into the heart of his broken godhead, and ruthlessly pierced his weak life. He made up a knife hard.

He raised his head tremblingly, and what caught his eyes was the thin but indifferent face of Prince Lessonal, and those blood-colored eyes that were almost exactly the same as his.

"Father."

His Royal Highness turned the hilt of the Soul Blade in his hand, pressing the body of Emperor Denathrius to the ground. With a gentle tone mixed with indifference, he put his hand on the emperor's shoulder.

He whispered in the ear of his dead father:

"Your child is back, the nightmare of this land is over, and your sweet dream is over. And, Your Excellency Laike Shaw, ask me to send you my regards."

(end of this chapter)