Azeroth Trail of Light

Chapter 360 19. Taking advantage of the situation. Anger

A sudden battle was going on in the wasteland outside the wine jars. On one side was Jalak, the god of war of the Zandalari tribe. In the Zandalar tribe, he was synonymous with invincibility.

On the other side is Gavincent Scovald, a Vrykul warrior from the mysterious land of warriors. His past is a mystery, and he came to Azeroth with a mission to challenge all A famous warrior, before coming to Pandaria, he went to Orgrimmar of the orcs and fought with Brox and Varok.

The result is unknown, but Brox Saurfang went to Stonetalon Mountain after that battle, and then disappeared for no reason as in the original history.

Gavincent was in a good mood those few days, and it was also because of his good mood that he promised Varian to help him find his son. Now that this fighting madman met another good opponent, he was in a better mood, so he took the initiative Attacked.

The bloody storm blew again, but this time it was Gavincent. The ground beneath the Vrykul's feet also cracked, just like the battle in Dire Maul Arena, his body seemed to be covered in blood. The huge boulder smashed towards Jarak.

The double ax in his hand swung and slashed down crazily. The aura created cracks on the ground behind Jarak, and the ground was cut open by the sharp aura. The blood-red Vrykul really fell into a rage His fighting posture was as crazy as a grinning beast.

"Come! Come! Fight! Stand up, you coward, come!"

"bang bang bang"

Three deafening bangs sounded from Jalak's war halberd, and the troll God of War, who was holding the war halberd with both hands, took four steps back before gaining a firm foothold. This passive beating also made his eyes change. It was blood red, and he gritted his teeth and let out a roar from his throat, which was the horn of counterattack.

The bloody anger all over his body exploded like a tornado, circling around his body.

"Then fight! As you wish!"

"boom!"

With a frenzied sweep, the back of the halberd blade hit Gavincent's axe, stopping his attack. The troll rushed up on the spot, and the knee of his left leg hit Gavincent's ax fiercely. On the chin, it turned the vrykul's head upside down, and then landed, splitting the attack, arms, elbows, knees, feet, Jallak's whole body seemed to become the craziest weapon, a round of attack hit Gavincent backed away again and again.

The troll god of war let out a pleasant battle roar, even if his face was covered with blood, it didn't matter, the punch of the last blow, exactly the same position, exactly the same attack.

This time it's Gavincent's turn to fly out. All trolls have a small chance to become troll brutes when they grow up. At the cost of sacrificing their magic abilities, their bodies become stronger. Jarak is like this Lucky, but his body didn't appear deformed because he was stronger, but that didn't mean his strength would become weaker. This punch really made Gavincent feel the pain.

But it also made his eyes more fierce, but it doesn't matter, because Jalak was also bloody drawn out by this fierce battle, and the idea of ​​tearing everything was rolling and roaring in his brain, and the last trace of clarity was very clear. He was about to be wiped out, just like when he went hunting with his father for the first time and met the short-legged old tiger in the end.

It was for survival then, and it is the same now, only now it is for victory!

At that time, he desperately exhausted all means to survive, and now, he has to dedicate everything to win!

"Roar!"

Jalak charged forward with his head down, every step would leave a cracked footprint on the ground, his martial arts were out of order, he held the halberd in his hands and slammed it on Gavincent's head once, twice , three times.

At the fourth stroke, the ax in the Vrykul's hand was deflected at an angle, and his body spun on the spot. The high-level martial skill Whirlwind Slash, the bloody anger formed a substantial blade at this moment, turning the battle The halberd repelled again and again, the moment Whirlwind stopped, the whole sky seemed to be covered with weeds cut by the sharp breath, the two axes staggered and pulled back.

"click"

The halberd mixed with special minerals in the troll's hand was broken, and the vrykul licked the blood from the corner of his mouth with his tongue, and flew up, hitting the mask on Jalak's face. It shattered to reveal Jarlak's scarred face, and the force sent the troll staggering back, but the vrykul didn't take advantage of it.

He put the ax in his hand aside, and when the huge ax hit the ground, two ravines were created. The vrykul walked towards Jalak with his bare hands, and the momentum of every step was crazily increasing.

"Weapons make you weak!"

"boom"

The fist slammed, and Jalak crossed his arms, staggering from the blow.

"Masks make you dull!"

"boom"

Another punch hit God of War in the face, making him dizzy.

"Armor makes you fearful!"

"boom"

He kicked God of War in the abdomen, but this time the troll did not fall down, but turned around and punched Gavincent in the face, bleeding profusely.

"Has your warrior's blood cooled down?"

"Is your will rusted?"

"bang bang"

Two heavy punches made Jalak fall to the ground completely, with his eyes open, blood on his face, looking at the sunshine in the sky, panting,

"Answer me! Bastard, answer me!"

Gavincent grabbed the troll Warlord's collar with both hands and pulled Jarrak up. The vrykul stared at him like a wolf staring at its prey.

This scene made all the troll warriors watching silent. If this was an unfair battle, they would naturally rush to rescue their God of War, but this battle was so fair from beginning to end that it was hard to pick Wrong, such a powerful god of war, the symbol of Zandalari's invincibility, just lost like that?

Jalak looked at this face, the horrible scars on his face were squirming, his eyes were blood red, the hot blood in his tired and sore body really seemed to cool down. But when he felt the vibration frequency of the ground, he saw that When the giant beast roared and rushed out of the wine jar, a surge of courage and hope returned to his body.

He violently raised his fist and opened Gavincent's hand, his voice became louder and louder,

"No! No! I can still fight! Behold, here comes my sharpest knife! One more fight? I will not lose!"

This answer made Gavincent's eyes brighter. He smiled, clenched his fists, and made a move with both hands, and the two axes flew into his hands. In front of his master, he watched Jalak, who was covered in blood, climb onto the saddle of the giant beast, and watched the troll warrior next to him re-hand the weapon to Jarak.

he opened his mouth,

"Then prove it to me!"

A bloody storm rose from beneath his feet again, but this time, at a place Gavincent didn't notice, a black aura merged into his anger like a snake. When the mighty force rushed over, Gavincent roared like before and slashed the ax at the armored giant beast. The ground vibrated and the giant beast roared. The onlookers watching this scene were very excited.

This is what they want to see, a close battle.

But Goraya looked at the two sides at war, but his brows were getting deeper and deeper. There was something wrong with the state of the Vrykul.

Although it was the same berserk before, at least the power of each of his blows would not be vented in the slightest, but now, the power is sprayed out like a wild dance. Although the scene is more terrifying, it seems that he is stronger and even more invincible. Victory, but this also shows that his control over power has decreased.

"come!"

Standing in front of Helidon, looking at the galloping Triceratops, this kind of monster whose whole body has evolved to fight, even in Gavincent's hometown, it is a very difficult large creature to deal with. Holding the ax in his hand, he could feel the rushing rhythm of the giant beast in front of him. Just before Helidong charged forward with his head down, Gavincent's body flashed outwards, and the ax in his hand was fiercely aimed at Hurley. Dong's neck was chopped off.

But how could Jalak let him get what he wished, the halberd in the hand of the God of War raised up, and it was drawn on Gavincent's arm like a poisonous snake, deforming his slashing movement, and slashed at the back of Heridon's neck. Then the triangular head's head was pulled outwards, and it smashed towards Gavincent from behind with its sharp and spiked tail.

The Vrykul could only give up the front and crossed his axes. In a series of sparks, he hammered the tail hammer on his back and repelled the wolf in embarrassment. Under the control of Jalak, Holidon took this opportunity to turn his head, and the two The sharp long horn aimed at Gavincent and stabbed at him.

"Stab"

The sharp long horn tore a bloody scar on the waist of the dodging Vrykul, and then pushed his head against him, exerting force with all four hooves, almost trampled on Gavincent.

This perception of facing a powerful enemy made the Vrykul very excited and painful, but it was hearty. He jumped out of the depression in the humanoid ground and shook his shoulders, but just as he was about to burst into anger again, he taught him a lesson. When teaching that beast a lesson, a dream of a mad god sprang up in his mind, covering his thoughts in an instant.

"Hack him! Hack that bastard! He must die!"

Amidst such crazy roars, even crazier anger rushed towards his face. When a soldier enjoys fighting, and a soldier is ready to kill the enemy, those are two completely different states.

The power bestowed by Odin, which does not belong to the secular world, was extracted at this moment and poured into Gavincent's body. His 4-meter-high body swelled again, and the blood-colored anger became a little more Although the golden brilliance was only a little bit, the power higher than this world turned him into a completely uncontrollable crazy chariot.

"Aw!"

Gavincent lowered his body, gave up his agile combat, and launched a terrifying confrontation with Helidon, who was charging, like a violent ape, when Heridon's long horn pierced its body The moment before, the double axes had slashed hard on the top of the Triceratops, cutting into the cracks in the armor with great precision.

Hot blood sprayed out from the wound, Helidon, who was like a beast and god, let out a scream, and his big head began to wave wildly in front of him. It was the instinctive attack of the Triceratops, and the anger outside the Vrykul's body was torn apart. Open, the long horn really pierced into Gavincent's body for the first time during the roar of the injured Horridon.

Jarlak's eyes widened, and he saw the eyes of the vrykul, which were no longer the eyes of a warrior, and the chaos and madness in them chilled his heart.

But the sharp pain piercing his body made Gavincent's brain clear for a moment. He tried his best to control his anger, but found that the anger that was usually docile like a small animal seemed wild at this moment. The wild horse is crazily squeezing every bit of potential in his body.

"On this land, emotions are your greatest enemy, especially you, Gavincent. Your fighting style determines that you are the guy who is most likely to be infected by the demon of emotions."

Dick's warning flashed through the vrykul's mind, but it was too late to regret it now, the vrykul raised his head, his face was full of struggles, his expression was like being pulled by a demon, like a controlling head Unable to restrain his wrathful lion, he looked at Jarak, and cried,

"Knock me out! Troll, knock me out quickly, or you...or you will die!!"

The Vrykul knew better than anyone what kind of terrifying weapon of war he would become after his true killing intent fully erupted. He had never been so afraid of the power he possessed like at this moment.

"Knock me out!"