Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 41. 40. The Undefeated Legend

"kuang"

Mixed with thunder and light, the heavy warhammer of perfect texture and engraved with blue magic patterns roared and hit Lao Dahl's body. Just looking at the momentum of the warhammer, it was like a battering ram.

It easily smashed the legendary sword master wielding the flaming blade into a ball of shattered light. When it landed, there was another splash of thunder, blasting an impact crater on the ground.

"Cunning greenskin!"

Seeing that his Storm Hammer only hit a mirror image of the Juggernaut, the ax-wielding dwarf prince Muradin Bronzebeard immediately roared angrily.

This voice is not exaggerated, like thunder.

This dwarf is very strange.

He was no taller than the Captain Darren Iron Mountain that Bo Laike had seen, but his beard was exaggerated, a beautiful golden beard was almost as tall and thick as anyone else.

Extending from the chin, it was divided into three parts, the bottom part was covered with a delicate black iron ring, and the middle part of the beard was braided into a delicate braid and dragged on the ground.

Make him look like a "bearded man".

And the armor he wears is also very powerful. The whole set of armor is blue and black, with square sheep heads shaped on the shoulders on both sides. It is unique and domineering, and he wears a horned helmet.

Two long horns made of mammoth ivory from the north of Northrend soared into the sky with perfect arcs, which were the trophies he had personally hunted.

He loves his helmet, and with a heavy hammer he'll knock down every bad guy who makes fun of his size.

He's going head-to-head with Old Dahl Triple Blood Blade!

And now it seems that from the beginning of the battle to the present, Muradin Bronzebeard, who is only as tall as Old Dahl's waist, still firmly has the upper hand.

This is Muradin Bronzebeard, the hill king of the Bronzebeard dwarves, a legendary warrior with thunder flowing in his veins, and one of the top combat forces on the alliance side.

he growled.

The double-edged battle ax in his left hand splashed with lightning, and in a heroic leap charged with power, the short man's muscular body took off from the spot like a cannonball, and the ground under his feet collapsed in the blink of an eye.

The earth simply cannot bear the brute force of the legendary warrior.

And the powerful reaction force pushed Muradin across the air, and he landed next to his own warhammer. Two lifelike old Dahl around him swung their swords at the same time, and chopped off Muradin's head when he landed.

"what!"

The dwarf laughed wildly.

Picking up the war hammer that he had smashed into the ground, he turned around and hit the ground with a thunderbolt. When the short leg landed with great force, the burst of thunder was like a shock wave, easily destroying the two phantoms around him.

"Ok?"

Seeing the three illusions shatter, Muradin looked around suspiciously.

Something is wrong!

According to the information he learned, even a legendary sword master like Old Dahl can only cast three mirror images at a time.

And they have all been defeated by the old dwarf, so where is the real body of old Dahl?

"Dwarf! Come here!"

The next moment, a cry for help sounded from the rock behind Muradin.

The dwarf turned his head suddenly, and saw that the Dalaran archmage Mo Della, who was maintaining the bound magic barrier, was attacked by Old Dahl who appeared from the windwalk.

The moment the expressionless old orc appeared, the flaming sword in his hand tore through several magic shields on the archmage.

It's like cutting iron like mud.

The magic shield that can block a cannonball head-on is useless in front of the weird sword in Old Dahl's hand.

But Archmage Mo Della is also a figure close to legend. Her daring to respond to the call to stop Lao Daer tonight proves that she also has her own means.

During the execution of the Juggernaut, the female archmage did not choose to escape in a flash, but waved her staff to summon the ice to float. In the extremely cold waterfall, the crystal clear ice wrapped the entire archmage .

While forming an iceberg, it also smashed the extremely cold ice stream around, making the old sword master's body covered with frost for an instant, and at the same time, his feet and body were frozen in place by ice thorns.

"boom"

The legendary weapon of the Burning Blade Clan, Sancsu, the Flame Blade, cut into the iceberg of Archmage Modella's body with terrifying power, causing ice shards to splash everywhere.

This spell, jokingly called Absolute Defense, chopped off one-third of the ice armor in an instant, and the blade of the burning blade was only a few inches away from the head of the archmage in the ice.

Let Archmage Mo Della really experience the feeling of rapid heartbeat.

But her "bait" has indeed completed her work. The moment Old Dahl's real body appeared, Muradin's Storm Hammer roared and smashed towards the old Sword Master with the power to kill.

The whistling sound reverberated like a cannon fired, and the old Dahl who was frozen in place had nowhere to hide...?

"puff"

Like the sound of a sharp cone piercing a balloon, the decisive blow of the Storm Hammer hit the old Juggernaut, smashing him into a ball of light.

This situation made the self-frozen archmage and dwarf legend widen their eyes at the same time.

Another mirror image?

wrong!

Just now, Old Dahl was chopping by his real body, the mirror image cannot have the power to crush the ice!

"bass"

The sharp sound of sharp blades tearing through the air, with the scorching heat of burning everything, rose behind the dwarf, making Muradin's hair stand on end for a moment, and the sword master's killing blade was already behind his head.

And when the expressionless old Dahl appeared from the windwalk, he had already prepared the execution and beheading, like a tall and indifferent god of death.

Holding flames, executing enemies.

The most embarrassing of all.

Given the height difference between Old Dahl and Muradin, the Juggernaut didn't even need to change his sword-holding posture. He could easily cut off the dwarf's head with a simple slash.

"For Kaz' Modan!!!"

At the moment of desperation, the dwarf prince also became ruthless.

With a roar that didn't dodge or evade, his body expanded in an instant, and the brass-colored skin on the surface of his body quickly turned into a gray-white rock-like posture.

It was as if the whole person had changed from flesh and blood to a piece of extremely hard granite.

"boom"

The sharp blade of Sankesu, the Blade of Flame, slashed on Muradin's neck, causing stones to fly, but no blood flowed out at all.

Huge force was exerted on the blade, but instead it hit the giant Muradin like a war hammer.

It was supposed to knock the dwarf into the air, but after being turned into a stone, Muradin's strength was also improved. He was only knocked back three steps, and stood firmly in the cracked ground.

Swinging the war hammer and battle axe, he roared and swung a series of desperate attacks towards Old Dahl.

Great power.

It took only a few seconds for the two legendary warriors to fight, and there was not an inch of intact ground in this mountain depression. Every time the weapons collided, there would be a thunderous sound effect.

Sparks splashed everywhere, and the shock wave of dissipated power hit the small violet barrier that was struggling to maintain trembling endlessly.

This is the power of legend.

With Muradin activating the blood of the dwarven royal family at this time and entering the state of "Avatar", one punch is enough to easily stun a giant dragon.

Of course, his situation is special.

Not all legendary fighters have such power, and each legend has its own field of expertise.

Like Old Dahl.

The legendary power of the Juggernaut is not good at strength, they pay more attention to the balance of various combat qualities, although this makes him retreat by Muradin in terms of pure strength.

It looked miserable to be suppressed.

But no matter how the dwarf swung his weapon, no matter how fast he swung it, he still couldn't even touch the hem of Old Dahl's clothes. The two were clearly engaged in a close combat to the death.

After this round, the old Juggernaut was only scratched by the battle ax on his waist and abdomen, while Muradin's rocky body had already been slashed with potholes by the Juggernaut's blade.

This is the collision of legendary strength and legendary skill.

So far, skill wins.

"boom"

The burning sword collided with the warhammer and battleaxe. Old Dahl leaned back and stood firmly on his hind legs. He looked at the panting dwarf prince in front of him.

There was a hint of sarcasm on the old sword master's face.

He said:

"How long can you last?"

"Long enough to kill you!"

Muradin, who was in the rock state, had lightning arcs in his eyes, and he roared like a rock opening:

"You butchers! Never take a step past me!"

"Well."

Old Dahl sneered and said:

"So, Lothar is really in town?

No wonder you put on such a big battle, but you can't stop me, dwarf! You can't stop Dellano's seventy-year invincible power! "

"swish"

Following Old Dahl's deep roar, the flaming blades swirled like a storm, and danced into a deadly storm in the swing of the old Sword Master. In an instant, there were hundreds of slashes, hitting the dwarf's rocky body.

As a person at the pinnacle of the Juggernaut in King's Landing, Lao Daer will of course know the ultimate slash of the Juggernaut, the blade storm that destroys everything.

And he's pretty good at it.

"what!"

The King of the Hill finally uttered his first scream since the start of the war. Under Old Dahl's ultimate blow, his whole body was disgraced and sent flying like a rubber ball.

Wounds all over the body.

Although they were all skin traumas, they looked miserable, with one of the horns of the helmet on the top of his head broken.

But Old Dahl's breathing was also a bit rough.

Muradin was not an easy opponent to deal with. If he hadn't confirmed that Lothar was really in the city of Steinbrad before him, he wouldn't have used this powerful blow.

But it's all worth it.

The archmage in front of him couldn't stop him at all.

As long as he breaks through this barrier, with his speed, he can break into that town in less than ten minutes, and then assassinate Anduin Lothar to the death.

Lock in the victory for the Horde in advance!

As long as he steps forward.

yes as long as he

"puff"

The shadow diffused, and the two small daggers, like butterflies piercing flowers, circled around Old Dahl's neck, and like a lover's caress, gently scratched open on the old Sword Master's neck.

Passonia Shaw, who emerged from the darkness, was full of silver hair, and scattered in the night sky like a girl, she did not reduce the slowness that an old man should have.

The speed was as fast as lightning, and the figure moving around Lao Daer even pulled out afterimages, as if there were more than a dozen Granny Xiao attacking at the same time.

In less than a second, Old Dahl was like a watermelon that had been violently broken open, with blood gushing out from all parts of his body.

This...is a shadow warrior!

"what!"

The Juggernaut felt the breath of death right next to his ears, and the flaming blade Sankesu in his hand also seemed to wake up, sprinkling the elemental fire around.

Granny Xiao's eyes changed, and she quickly disappeared into the darkness. When she reappeared, she was standing next to Muradin who got up again.

She glanced at her left hand.

After just a moment of contact, he was severely burned by the fire of the elements. There is something wrong with that sword.

"Hey, crazy woman."

The dwarf prince wiped the blood from his beard, he gripped the battle ax and hammer again, and said in an unhappy tone:

"You must have poisoned the knife, right? I don't like that, he's a real fighter, he should be."

"What do you think? A simple and righteous dwarf."

Passonia resisted the pain in her wrist, and said in a casual tone:

"It's not been a day or two since you've known me. You even pursued me back then. You know how vicious I am. On such an important occasion, I'm an insidious assassin who will do whatever it takes to win.

Do you think I will give up using drugs? "

She looked at the bloody Sword Saint Lao Daer who was half kneeling in a pool of blood, leaning on a flaming blade with both hands, breathing rapidly, and said softly:

"The venom refined from an adult green dragon can poison any creature in Azeroth within ten minutes. The duke got it himself, even a legendary body can't stand it.

God knows what he paid for it.

However, Dellano's seventy-year invincibility?

Orc, let me remind you, you are now on the land of Azeroth! You are not a legend, you are just a butcher with no dignity and no dignity!

you.

Dead! "

(end of this chapter)