Azeroth Trail of Light

pain!

This is something that all intelligent creatures try to avoid all their lives. As long as their heads are normal, no one wants to carry this thing all the way forward. But in a peaceful world, this wish is easy to achieve, but in a world that is not considered In the age of peace, this wish seemed very slim.

For example, now, Dick fell to the ground, spreading outward from his chest. The pain not only affects the body, but also destroys at a deeper level. It is the chaos carried by the war hammer in Dick's body. The rampage directly triggered the counterattack of those holy energy that did not belong to Dick.

So after the pain of being almost broken, another wave of heart-piercing pain struck again, as if thousands of knives were scraping the bones. The conflict of energy in the body made Dick's eyes go black, Opening his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of blood lingering in a black atmosphere, and there were pieces of internal organs in it.

The physical condition that got better after some energy was extracted by Muru returned to the initial stage of the conflict of holy energy, the state where moving a finger would make the whole body twitch.

He was lying on the ground, trying hard to get himself up, but no, the holy energy running wild in his body ignored the will of Dick, the master, and the holy energy that could be controlled by him couldn't stop those lawless ones, stuck in the Every blood vessel, every bone marrow freezes like a riot of holy energy.

Every breath hurts!

The paladin has lost the power to fight back, but that doesn't mean that Gogall will let him go mercifully. In fact, Gogall saw Dick's current state at a glance, and he walked over with a big smile, With a wave of his hand, a spiraling shadow arrow easily pierced through the extremely weak shield around Dick's body, piercing into his body.

Then there was another wave of holy energy rampage, and what was worse, this time even the power of order joined in, because the shadow arrow pierced into his body by Chogall was full of chaotic power, and the power of order was only actively counterattacking, But that made matters worse for Dick.

The holy energy that was forcibly poured into the body by the heroic spirits of the Holy Light's Hope Chapel, the shadow of mad destruction, the pervasive chaos, and the order that actively counterattacked, four completely different forces used Dick's body as a battlefield. A blood vessel, every muscle is trembling, it is the aftermath of the energy shock.

In this case, Dick couldn't even activate the naaru shield, let alone counterattack, because it hurt too much!

Forcibly passing the holy energy through the chaotic body, the pain is no less than that of Ling Chi.

Choogall walked up to Dick, raised his foot and stepped on the paladin's chest, and stomped down vigorously. Dick's face turned red, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

The ogre laughed loudly. He bent down, lifted Dick by the neck, and faced the horrified audience, he shouted loudly,

"Look! This is your hero! This is your Dawn Knight! He is as weak as a bug in front of the power of the Twilight God! I only need to pinch it lightly, and he can end his life!"

Dick's body can't move, but he knows that Choogall is acting forcefully. His energy value represents his body's toughness and ability to resist blows. That value has already broken through the 3500 mark, which is even some A level that even epic heroes who are not good at frontal combat can't reach.

In other words, Dick's body is tough beyond imagination, even Choogall can't kill him just by pinching his neck, but knowing this is actually useless, because it can't change Dick's Dilemma.

This brutal scene made the eloquent Gurgo and Woody look at each other, what should we do?

Azeroth's most outstanding hero of justice in recent years is being brutally beaten by a savage ogre who doesn't look like a good person. Even Gurgo can't reverse Dick's predicament. They all saw Dick's embarrassment, and the Paladin couldn't even fight back!

Choogall pinched Dick's neck with one hand, swung it from side to side, and slammed him against the wall of the arena. Gold, silver, black and purple rays of light are mixed in his blood, like the most beautiful jewelry, but the rays of light shining on it are so cold.

"Go to hell! C'Thun will be resurrected! It starts from your death!"

"boom!"

The Twilight's Hammer hit Dick's abdomen again, and the power of chaos and shadow was injected into Dick's body again. The balance just reached was broken again, and the energy rampage appeared again.

"Cough cough... poof"

Blood splattered everywhere, and now Dick was like a sack full of blood, and there was a gap in the sack, pain, all his nerves were frantically warning, the unimaginable pain had already made all his nerves go crazy. Numb, the paladin could swear that this was the scariest day he had ever experienced from 7 years ago to now.

Every minute and every second is torture for him!

Cho'gall held the Twilight's Hammer in both hands, frantically whipping Dick's body hovering in the air, as if performing how to beat an adult to pieces, and in the process, the shadow that was injected into the Paladin's body The energy and chaotic energy are getting stronger and stronger, and it is already very difficult to resist only relying on the holy energy and the power of order that Dick can control.

At the moment when the balance machine was about to break, another tyrannical force rushed into it, those holy powers that never obeyed Dick's orders, but stubbornly stored in the bodies of the paladins, those paladins who died in battle that year Their violent holy power.

Before, they just passively fought back against the impacting shadows and chaos, this is the first time they have been so active.

And with the recommendation of time, after more than ten seconds, more and more holy energy rushed into the energy battlefield, and Dick Fangfu suffered Ling Chi's pain became more and more intense!

Those holy energies lived in every drop of his blood, every tendon, and now he voluntarily left it. The pain was unimaginable, but in the severe pain that almost lost the paladin, Dick seemed to see a faint hope.

Because of those holy powers, those stimulated holy powers, after leaving the sojourn, Dick suddenly found that he could control them. It is more than enough for precision-operated battles.

So amidst Cho'gall's increasingly frenzied whipping, the chaotic shadow covering the entire arena, and the doomsday magic bombardment, a round of shining holy shield appeared on the surface of Dick's body.

The Vrykul warrior who had been watching all this was smacking his lips with interest. Everything that happened in Dick's body could not escape his eyes. From his perception, the paladin's body contained terrifying energy. But he was completely unable to mobilize, and these energies further prevented his original energies from running, weakening his combat effectiveness on the contrary.

But right now, under the pressure of such extreme pain and death, those energies coiled in the paladin's body like a solid are being "cracked" bit by bit under the attack of that stupid ogre ", and then reintegrated into the paladin's control.

Looking at this unbelievable scene, Gavincent seemed to have returned to his former tribe in the Broken Isles. In the icy cold wind, the best blacksmiths in the tribe kept beating the original steel embryos like this. Under high temperature and high temperature, it was forged into a sharp long sword for killing enemies.

If there were no forging and scorching of flames, the iron block would only be useless waste, but now, Dick is like being placed in the abyss furnace called pain, and those attacks that are enough to kill are the continuously falling forgings. Hammer, sacrificed to his will and his soul, his true potential and fangs are being forged into shape.

He is like a blunt long sword, undergoing another round of forging. If he can survive it, he will become sharper and more deadly than before. If he cannot survive it, then his only ending is It was broken off, then ruthlessly thrown into the furnace, and became the firewood for the next sword.

Gavincent watched this scene with a blank face. He knew how painful that kind of forging was. As a soldier, he was used to pain. It would only make him angrier and crazier, but Dick could survive it. Is this maddening pain?

The vrykul don't know, but he hopes Dick gets through it, and that means he'll have a real good opponent, and that means his time here and the wait wasn't wasted, he's heard in the taverns here After Dick's past, this knight, he shouldn't just sink down like this, this is a round of tests he must accept!

He should have died on the battlefield, not in bed, let alone in an energy runaway that he couldn't control.

So at the next moment, Gavincent didn't know what kind of mentality he had, put his hands next to his mouth, and shouted,

"Bastard! Get over it and beat that idiot!"

This loud cry was like a red-hot iron sword being thrown into a quiet pool. The other audience members who were silent because of this desperate scene seemed to grasp the light, and they jumped from their seats. Standing up, they held their arms high, and although most of them were not religious, they would rather choose a paladin than a true cultist.

At least the paladins will not force them to sacrifice their brothers and relatives for various reasons, at least the paladins will not mess up this hateful world! At least the paladins won't drag them to hell with them!

So, let the bastard who shouted that all things are chaotic!

"Dick, hold on!"

"Get over it and beat him up!"

"Knight Dick, hold on! Be sure to hold on!"

The chaotic shouts soon formed into waves of neat shouts, "Keep going!"

The little prince watched this scene with tears in his eyes, he felt justice and light here, Lao Chen also stood up, Lili waved her monk's long staff, and Madian abandoned the mage's elegance, just Standing on a chair like a madman, pumping his fists.

Gurgo and Woody looked at each other again, but as a gold medal host, he naturally knew what to do at this time.

"Keep on! Dick, listen to the crowd, get up, beat that idiot! Let his head be your souvenir! Let his wailing be a stepping-stone to your glory!"

Qiao Laqi looked at this scene of people being united as one, and couldn't help but glance back at the dwarf warlock from the Black Iron Bar. He completely saw that the warlock released a large-scale spiritual suggestion magic, which perfectly fueled the flames!

Prager also noticed Joe Lacy's gaze. Under his orange cowboy hat, there was a harmless smile,

"It's just a negligible help, the Duke shouldn't blame me for it, right?"

"No, I mean, good job! You know... I hate them too."