Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 973

Outside the lively Reaper's Platform, a tired smelly pirate was sitting on Odin's broad shoulders.

He chose a good position here, and together with Odin condescendingly admired the top-level decisive battle between Grom Hellscream and Kane, the bloody Grom wobbled as if he would be knocked down at any time, but his destruction The power has been completely released.

Even if the rough-skinned and thick-skinned Kane is hit, he may be sent away instantly.

Now Grom was already fighting like a wild beast. His body full of wounds was obviously unable to hold on, but his inner desire to fight was still burning.

"What a beast."

Odin sighed with emotion, but the appreciation in the one-eyed eyes became more and more obvious.

"Well, the beating of idiot Fenner was so miserable, I couldn't bear to watch it."

The stinky pirate raised his head, stared at Fenner, and watched the stupid warrior fighting Dai Lin again after defeating Samuro, so he covered his eyes and curled his lips and said:

"I have told her countless times that strength can be found outside or inside, but she can only understand half of my warning in her mind.

Someone really needs to teach her to make good use of her gifts, and I really want to teach her.

But the more you are familiar with it, the harder it is to do it. Besides, it's my father's job to teach children this kind of thing. Hey, tell me, what is going on with our family?

What's wrong with this?

The ancestors in the past did not have such a peculiar tradition. Could it be that I made a bad start and taught my sister badly? "

"The tradition of excellence means the infinite extension of power, just like the magical blood of the Proudmoore family. It's really interesting, the closer to the sea, the more combat power can be exerted.

Are you really blessed by the sea? "

Odin leaned on his battle spear, appreciating the fierce battle in front of him with satisfaction.

He sincerely sighed:

"As for Fenna Jinjian, her excellent ability to learn and improve at the combat level makes her an excellent Valkyrie!

She has a special temperament, which is the characteristic of devoting all her passion and energy to enjoy the battle. Although she is not a brave Vrykul, she must have a place in the future Hall of Valor. "

This sentence should have been a compliment, but it immediately aroused Bu Laike's dissatisfaction.

"That's my sister. Though she's reckless and stupid, she's good at acting rather than thinking, and she loves to act with emotion. But she's still my sister and my boatswain."

The smelly pirate took a sip of wine and said:

"She's supposed to stay on my ship even if she's dead, what's the matter with Valhalla? Do you really think I'll leave her alone as some bloody Valkyrie?

Do not!

That was not Fenner's fate.

No one can take her away without my permission. "

"But that's the path she aspires to.

She has a heart that pursues power without abusing it. She doesn't have such a complicated purpose like others, she is the purest person participating in this trial of strength.

This is the fighter I long for.

Wielding weapons only for the anger surging in the heart, without being restricted by any rules or reasons, is like a tiger that has never been shackled, free and powerful. "

Odin didn't mind the disobedience in Laike's words.

He said:

"The perfect combination of my brother Tyr's power and hers is not just a matter of luck. Courage and justice are two concepts that are both pure and complex.

The more you use cumbersome words to describe it, the more false it will appear, and the more you will fall into the rut of formalism.

Only pure people, angry at the sight of evil, and the moment of fighting when they draw their swords, can promote this supreme virtue. She might indeed inherit Tyr's priesthood of justice or courage and become a true guardian of the titans.

Be a part of us.

But to do that, she must enter the land of creation.

I can help her sort out Tyr's powers.

But only in the land of creation, can she use the melting pot of will that the guardian was born to truly find the powerful and advanced knowledge of Tyr's justice power. "

"Well, come here, start digging holes for me."

Bu Laike drank the wine in his hand in one gulp, he didn't like Odin at all.

Swinging his legs hanging in the air, he curled his lips and said:

"Valaghar Fortress broke Hela's curse, but Loken's locked authority and imprisonment cannot be lifted, and breaking into Hell exhausted the energy of Sky Fortress, so your flying castle can only be suspended. Stay where you are.

If you want the Legion of Heroic Spirits to truly 'live', you have to let it return to the place where it was born, and recharge it in Ulduar, the city of titans.

But you and I both know what terrible things have happened to Ul'Durley.

I even know better than you.

You started to trick me into projecting my attention to Ulduar, you tried to lure me there with my concern for Fenner, Lord Odin, you are really a qualified warrior.

Even when playing tricks, he pursues such an 'upright'.

But I actually don't object to this proposal. What really makes me feel uncomfortable is that the great war lord uses me, a stinky pirate, as a mercenary. The most annoying thing is that he doesn't even want to talk about compensation.

Lord Odin, the stubborn disease of prostitution should be cured as soon as possible. "

"I'm just waiting for your offer, Laike, you should be very familiar with this process, it's like you're waiting for someone else to take the bait."

Odin admired the battle below, and the King of War said gently:

"The victory of the Hell Crazy Battle inspired the Heroic Spirit Legion. Although the Sky Fortress is not yet ready, the Heroic Spirits are ready to be dispatched at any time.

They are eager to fight, eager to fulfill their birth vows, and there are still many places in this world for them to vent their anger that has been imprisoned for hundreds of thousands of years.

When our goals are the same, the power of the Legion of Heroes can also be your strength.

I am very relieved to temporarily hand over my legion to you to command.

Do you need me to grant you the title of 'Heroic Spirit Commander'? "

"You don't need titles or anything. I'm a low-key person, and I don't pursue worldly fame, but as long as I have your words, I can rest assured."

The pirate grinned.

He looked down at Fenna, who was exhausted and was about to lose her strength. She had already fallen into an absolute disadvantage in the battle with Dai Lin, and the pirate showed an expression of not being able to bear to watch.

The battle there was about to be won, and Fenner was still slightly behind.

Especially when Dailin, that cunning old sailor, used words to deceive Fenner not to use the "cheat tool" that Bu Laike gave her, it was really difficult for her to fight head-on with Dailin, who had already mastered the power of Titan creation.

Heart of Wrath means a lot to a warrior.

Bu Laike even felt that part of Odin's attention had been falling on the Atama crystal from outside the domain. In fact, the pirates had been waiting for the Lord of War to make an offer.

He doesn't mind selling it to others, or renting it to Odin.

Anyway, there are very few people under his command who can use this thing.

Helping soldiers gather infinite anger is only the most basic use of the Heart of Wrath. It is a strange thing that can instantly apply a "morale halo" to an army.

It can turn a desperate army into three hundred Spartan warriors in an instant.

In theory, it could also be used by Bu Laike's fleet, but what's the morale of the pirates?

They can only fight with the wind, no matter how much they strengthen their morale, they can't be tough with the regular navy. It's a waste to keep this thing in the hands of the pirates.

But it was probably because the King of War also sensed the stinky pirate's small thoughts, so he didn't take the initiative to inquire about the price, which disappointed the pirate very much. He originally wanted to blackmail a team or two of Thunderbolt Heroic Spirits to become Marines or something.

Seeing that Fenna was finally hit by Dai Lin with a slash and disappeared on the platform in a streamer, Bu Laike stood up abruptly.

He said:

"I will open the gate of Ulduar for you, I will find a way to bring Valgara Fortress back home, and those guardians who are in a bad state, maybe I can think of a way to wake them up.

In this way, you can reshape the guardian blueprint that has collapsed for hundreds of thousands of years.

In fact, I am already advancing this matter. The divided kingdom of the dwarves longs for unity, and the three races must jointly create a magic hammer that belongs to all dwarves to shape peace and unity.

The final destination I have guided them is on the summit of the Storm Peaks.

They will find there, and they will open the door. All you need is patience and waiting. For the old father who has been imprisoned by Hela for hundreds of thousands of years, I think this request is not difficult for you.

Do you have anything to add?

If you have, please speak up quickly.

I'm going to comfort my crying sister.

Look at her, she's really about to cry, it's so pitiful. "

——

Fenner's defeat is not a disgrace.

Before the battle, Laike had analyzed the strengths of the participants. They were all top-notch fighters, and Fenner had no weakness to take advantage of.

Among these guys, Jin in human form is easier to deal with.

But with the blood of the werewolf, Jin jumped from the bottom to one of the most threatening people. The "passive BUFF" of the werewolf out of control is too deadly.

As he said to Dailin, he might not be able to defeat Grom Hellscream, but he definitely has a way to drag Grom to die together.

Fenner also knows that her own strength among these top fighters is in the lower reaches.

It is very likely that she will be the first to be killed in a desperate fight, but even so, Fenna did not choose to back down in front of the seniors.

She bravely set foot on the final battlefield.

During the interval between fighting with Dai Lin, he also defeated the Burning Sword Saint Samuro. Although Samuro was injured, this record is already very remarkable.

Even throwing a full-bodied Laike into the brawl might not make it to the end.

It's not that Fenner is not strong enough, it's just that her opponents are not what she should face at this stage. She dedicated a wonderful performance in super condition, but unfortunately, in the final stage of the curtain call, the stupid fighter is still full of unwillingness.

"clang"

The elven holy sword staggered to block the command saber that Dai Lin cut down. The moment the two blades collided, Fenna's hands could no longer hold the weapon tightly because of the severe pain from the tiger's mouth breaking.

She fell in a pool of her own blood, and the splash of blood stained Fenner's short blond hair red.

Her hands twitched and tried to get up, but her numb arms couldn't use any strength at all.

At the moment of the fall, all the strength she was proud of seemed to be pulled away, and the two swords that were knocked into the air spun and landed in front of her. The blood-stained blades were still shaking, as if calling Fenner to continue fighting.

"it is ready."

Dai Lin's steel body was covered with storm-like scars in all directions, and those marks of different shades represented that his physical strength had also been exhausted to a very serious level.

After smashing through Hell, defeating the god of death, fighting against the crazy Muradin, and then deciding the outcome with his own daughter, if Dai Lin was still the original admiral, he would not be able to complete this high-intensity continuous battle. fighting.

He combined the command saber in his hand, propped his body on it and knelt down halfway, and said to his daughter who was lying in a pool of blood with her head bowed in front of her:

"Don't be discouraged, you are already very powerful, Fenna, when I was your age, I didn't even have a third of your strength, and you will soon surpass me.

This time experience and failure is not a bad thing for you. "

"Is it something to be happy about surpassing you?"

Fenner said in a hoarse voice:

"Don't think too highly of yourself, old man, you are not the strongest fighter, are you?"

"I'm not."

Dai Lin looked over Fenner's hair and looked at Grom and Kane who were attacking crazily in front of them. The battle between the orcs and the tauren made the surrounding heroic spirits suppress their cheers, for fear of missing every detail.

This decisive battle even attracted the attention of the King of War.

The admiral looked at the two bloody tall figures, and at this moment, he, who was always proud, frankly admitted his own shortcomings in front of his daughter.

He said:

"Compared to these monsters, I am indeed much worse.

But the outcome of a battle is not determined solely by strength. Your big brother, my son, has proved this to us many times with vivid examples.

Power should be controlled by wisdom, and power that is not controlled will only hurt yourself.

You have learned enough.

Next, it's time to turn what you've learned into your own strength and drive you to continue climbing on this road. Well, don't roll your eyes, I won't say it.

I know that I am a terrible father and even a terrible teacher. "

The general coughed and laughed.

He got up again, passed Fenner, and walked towards the two attacking two people in front of him with his saber in hand. He said:

"Go and rest, and enjoy the laurel of the supreme warrior I won for you."

"We don't need laurels from others."

Fenner grabbed her elven holy sword. At the moment she whispered, she turned around and threw something to Dai Lin. The admiral took it in her hand, and in the scorching heat, a condensed red light of anger burst from her fingers.

He looked at his daughter in astonishment.

Fenna grabbed the holy sword with her last strength and "sent" herself out of the chaos platform. At the moment she disappeared, she said to Dai Lin:

"Don't get me wrong, old man, it doesn't mean anything. I just think I'd rather give you this victory than watch Grom's bastard greenskin show off.

It's that simple.

Take that title, the title of the strongest fighter, and I will snatch it from you with my own hands! I will personally complete the new tradition of House Proudmoore.

That is mine.

You are just keeping it temporarily! "

Fenner's voice dissipated as her body turned into shattered light, leaving only Dai Lin holding the heart of anger. The admiral clasped the hot gem in his hand, and waves of roiling anger surged from his heart. full body.

It was as if he had put on an armor woven of rage.

Holding the knife, he moved forward from a slow step to a small sprint, and in the next instant transformed into an imposing charge, like a scarlet sword unsheathed, and in an instant it was like Grom and Kane separated.

The three of them are the only three remaining in this chaos.

They have advanced to the final round.

Although, Dai Lin is basically a "bastard", and only played a "friendly match" with Muradin, and had a father-daughter game with Fenner.

This gold content is really low.

Some old men are really not ashamed.

but.

"My precious daughter wants me to win! This is a victory that I bet on my father's dignity!"

Dai Lin waved her saber and announced to the bloody orc and the old bull in front of her:

"You two, did you hear that?"

(end of this chapter)