Azeroth Trail of Light

The environment of the Kingdom of Shadows is harsh for any living body, and any battle that starts in this environment will cause headaches, depression, and confusion.

Especially in the face of those Kvaldir warriors who came out of the mist continuously, with a very cruel scene, it showed Dick what a numerical advantage was.

In the past, maybe he only needed a wave of holy light to disperse the fog protecting their bodies, and then kill them like chopping melons and vegetables, but now he can't, MAX's holy energy didn't come from his body. Disappeared, the core of thunder and lightning continued to supply him with a huge amount of energy.

But judging from the external performance, they are all suppressed, suppressed by this world full of despair. It can be seen that Dick can't even turn himself into a thunderbolt.

The suppression of elemental energy in this place is too strong, it is like a stingy place that only allows the existence of death energy, pushing out other elements outrageously.

Only one energy is normal. Order!

This is a power higher than the world, and the rules of the Shadow Realm alone cannot affect it. It is precisely because the long sword in Dick's hand is still wrapped in silver light that his combat power has been suppressed to the extreme. , so as not to be beheaded aggrievedly in the continuous siege of miscellaneous soldiers.

But even so, Dick's current situation is extremely bad.

"Bah! You bastard! You don't kneel before the king!"

Dick just kicked the soldier who came out of the fog behind him back into the dirty sea. He was tall, wearing armor covered in black rust, holding a bone sword in his hand, and wearing a dark green crown on his head. He was at least 4 meters tall. The Kuren warrior rushed out of the mist, like a storm of mist, and slashed at Dick's head with a sword. The Wind Chaser and the sword collided, and Dick's body slid two steps back before stopping. He stepped back, and the guy opposite had his hands ignited by the silver flames wrapped around the blade, but he roughly wiped his palms on his body, and then rushed towards Dick again cursing.

"You country bumpkin, don't even think about hurting me! Bastard, die!"

"boom"

The blade carrying gray mist energy hit the ground in front of Dick, and the floating continent composed of white bones and sunken ship wreckage was opened a big hole by the energy carried by the weapon. The mist warriors standing around the impact point Unlucky, it was smashed back into the mist by the shock wave brought by that huge force.

The paladin took a step back, dodging the powerful blow in the blink of an eye, then rushed forward with a wrong step, jumped up from the ground, and punched the rude guy on the cheek, knocking him His crown flew away, and his left foot kicked his sitting leg again, forcing him to half-kneel in front of Dick.

The silver fiery fist was precisely imprinted on his face, making the Vrykul who was kneeling on the ground as tall as Dick look extremely embarrassed. , Dick with a gloomy face broke through the fog like a shadow, and appeared behind the Vrykul who claimed to be the king, and stabbed him viciously in the chest with both hands holding the Wind Chaser Sword.

Silver flames were burning on the body of the Necromancer Warrior, and that completely opposite energy was burning his mind and soul. Among them, there was the impatient voice of the Paladin,

"Only by you, you dare to call me bastard?"

His left hand pulled back, and the Wind Chaser Sword was pulled out from Ymiron's back. Although he was suppressed miserably, it didn't mean that Dick lost the ability to fight back. Seeing that he was like a mortal hero, he was fighting against his opponent. Invincible in Wadir's army, Hela wiped her sharp, file-like teeth. She lowered her head and glanced at the glass ball in her hand, which was her trophy.

Anveena is like a little devil in a glass ball, bound in the dark green glass, holding the edge with her hands, opening and closing her mouth, cursing at Hela, and the golden holy flame has filled the glass The core of the glass ball makes this magic ball look very beautiful.

"Oh, my cutie!"

Hela waved the glass ball in front of her eyes, and looked at Anveena, who was in a daze, she grinned in satisfaction. It was a ferocious smile, but it also represented Hela's determination.

This golden holy light elemental creature is a surprise, but Hela has seen her future, a future with unlimited potential, if it can be transformed into a shadow Val'kyr, let alone Odin's chief Valkyrie Ai Er. The dark future she will bring is enough to make Hela feel the throbbing of the tentacles all over her body.

"You will be my sharpest knife."

The God of Death from the Kingdom of Shadows sighed softly. The little anger that Dick brought had been smoothed out in the future expectation of that shadow. Command, and release Buddha is some kind of vicious relief.

At this moment, the entire dirty and chaotic ocean began to vibrate, and with a shrill horn, a huge bone battleship tore through the wet fog of despair, and sailed out of the sea.

Its hull is still covered with seaweed and the bones of unknown creatures like other Kvaldir warships, but it is even more ferocious. Its bow is like the mouth of a skeletal monster with a bloody mouth open. Hidden are the cannons covered with copper rust, and the mast, which is clearly supported by the spine of a whole giant beast, and the entire battleship is dim as if corroded.

Its banner, where is the banner? It is clearly the dead man's hair intertwined, woven into a death banner, fluttering in the windless Shadow Realm. An old Vrykul wearing a gray hood and carrying a scythe stands At the bow, the sickle in his hand swung forward lightly, and an invisible blade slashed on the weak holy light shield beside Dick, making the paladin who was slaughtering those fog warriors couldn't help but look up. That one sailed out to sea like a ghost ship sailing through the air.

With the appearance of that ship, the entire Kingdom of Shadows has become different, and the pervasive despair is thicker, like substantive oppression, accompanied by the faint sound of war drums in this world, And the exclusion from that world is getting worse.

"I admit that you are very good at fighting, but in the face of my warriors, you have to die humblely."

Hela's voice came from the depths of the mist. It seemed that this proud god of death still didn't bother to do it himself.

"After all... how dare you fight against God? How can you fight against God?"

"Nagfar"

That voice seemed to hit Dick's heart word by word, but the paladin didn't take the time to quarrel with Hela. He lowered his head and glanced at his left hand. Even the power of chaos, the left arm whose light has not faded, is now covered with black light spots, and as time goes on, the speed of these light spots is getting faster and faster.

It was as if the Silver Fist had been corroded, and the most terrible thing was that the connection between the Silver Fist and the body was not smooth at all. Even though it was only a trace, Dick knew what it meant.

The damn rules of the Kingdom of Shadows have begun to corrode the link between him and the Silver Hand.

Hela was obviously not as proud as she showed. She keenly discovered the reason why Dick could survive in the Kingdom of Shadows, so while releasing the Naglfar to entangle Dick, she mobilized the The rules of the country began to rely on Dick.

Aware of this, the paladin quickly retreated towards the turbid ocean behind him, not because he was afraid of this ship. According to the legend of the vrykul, it would only sail the warship with undead. In its heyday, he It can be dismantled with one hand, it is just a tool for Hella to transport the dead between the Kingdom of Shadows and the present world.

Although there are legends that anyone who has seen this ship will suffer from bad luck and die accidentally. But Dick knew that this ship was far less weird than the rumors said, it was just a troop carrier, but the people on it were not these Kvaldir who came out of the mist, it was full of Hela on these dozens of ships. The "Warriors" carefully selected in Wannian, the real elite named Hailagar, and the soul shepherd Hablon, a mysterious guy.

Not a difficult guy to deal with.

But for the current Dick, it's time to leave. After the bottom line is seen through, staying here becomes meaningless, not only can't save Anveena and Anduin, but even put himself in it!

"If you want to take a boat, you have to pay the boat fare!"

Hablon's deep voice swayed in the sea of ​​mist, and with his scythe raised high, the mouth of the skeletal giant on the bow of the Naglfar opened, revealing the triple cannon inside, slowly rising .

"Sorry, but I'm not going to take your boat!"

Dick turned his head and yelled at the approaching Naglfar. With his legs hard, he rushed towards the turbid ocean. At the same time, the Ghost Cannon fired loudly, and the white flames streaked across the sky. , crashing into Dick's position, the land made up of bones and ship planks was shattered into pieces by the heavy blow and the engulfing explosion of death energy.

but dick disappeared

"He ran away? How dare he!!!"

Hela's sharp voice pierced the tranquility of the Kingdom of Shadows, and Dick disappeared from her attention, like a loud slap on her face, claiming to be the master of the Kingdom of Shadows, she How can this be allowed to happen?

Let a fanatic who provoked God escape from God's wrath?

It's a joke!

"Find it! Find it out! Find it out for me!"

Hela's crazily screaming caused a frenzied death storm in the Kingdom of Shadows, sweeping across almost every inch of the place. In her anger, the pervasive mist danced wildly on the land, even deep into the land. under the ocean, but not found.

dick is gone

It is retreat, not fear, nor flight.

Everyone, including Hela, believed that he would come back, just like a mouse that had to throw itself into the trap!