Azeroth Trail of Light

The dark ice and snow have no temperature, just like the scorched earth of hatred has no hope, it will only wrap coldly around the neck of every unlucky person caught in the darkness, reminding him with greasy fear that he has entered a place that should not have come. The place.

"Keng"

For the seventh time, the Blade of Wrath slashed with the blood-red rune heavy axe. The moment the two heavy weapons came into contact, they separated again. The two sides in the battle passed with blood-like flame anger and dark energy like a storm. Desperately slashing the weapon on the opponent's body, leaving a scar with deep bone visible.

This is on the ice field outside the dark dome. Renault may shoulder the responsibility of guarding the acropolis, but at this moment, after seeing Dalyan, he has given up that important task. The roars in the world were deafened, and the undead who had lost their command were scattered and hacked wantonly by Swen and those brave young people.

Maybe...he never cared.

Dalyan kicked on the body of the elite ghoul who tried to attack him, and kicked most of the head of the disgusting dark creature. Every move of the heroic warrior carried crazy destructive power, and his physical strength was not enough. At a certain level, facing such an opponent is simply asking for a dead end.

The icy snowflakes falling from the dark sky were also swept backwards into the surrounding air in the momentum of this blow. In fact, after both sides of the hero rank fully released their power, the blows from the sky and the The cold wind and falling snow on the ground have already made it impossible to intervene in this crazy battle.

The purpose of the two people was clear from the beginning, to kill each other... or to be killed by the other.

On the opposite side of him, there was also a shattered and torn scar on the ice-covered armor on Renault's chest, but death dominated his body and gave him recovery power that he shouldn't have, so the two of them stared at each other again. When they met each other, the scar on his chest was already wrapped in black mist, and the death power from Frostmourne quickly repaired the cracks in the dead body.

"We have the same blood in our bodies... Raynor."

Dalyan took a deep breath. He held the buzzing bloody epee with both hands. There was a black wound that circled on his left arm. In less than a minute, the wound had already started to fester. Under the pressure of the high-ranking warrior's body, it has not yet spread out, and his armor, that sturdy armor, has been corroded in the previous merciless collision, and the black scorching marks intertwined with canine teeth represent With the frequency of this battle.

He looked at the guy opposite who was already a stranger, saw the sinister smile on his face, and the resentment, Dalyan didn't know where this resentment came from, at least in his memory, the world has never owed anything Anything over Renault.

Why is he angry? And why resentment?

"So what? You want to lecture me again? My brother!"

Compared with Dalyan's calmness, Renault, the messenger of death, is almost using a venting method to vent his power without reservation.

The battle ax in his hand twirled a trail mixed with black and blood light in the air, pointing obliquely at Dalyan on the opposite side, his voice was hoarse and frivolous, as if... the soul under that body had completely disappeared , replaced by another completely strange soul, it is really hard to like.

"You abandoned me, you betrayed me... Now, I have found new power, I will destroy everything you hold dear, that damn world, I will destroy it... just like I am about to kill you!"

Dalyan shook his head, his answer was like the sword in his hand, without flinching, the soldier's figure turned into a dancing red shadow in Renault's vision, and rushed to him like lightning, but Renault He is no longer the same as before.

He chose not to fight.

"boom"

The powerful slash left a tearing mark on the ice wall that appeared in front of the death knight, causing the thick ice wall that had just appeared to shatter in all directions in a broken way, but This gave the death knight a moment of time and a chance to fight back.

"I am the messenger who wields death! I am Renault Deathbringer! Witness your death! Bastard!"

When the eyes of the two people met again, the heavy ax in the hands of the grinning Reynolds, lingering with a bright red bloody light, slashed at Dalyan with an aura that opened up the world, and the corrosive energy wrapped around him. On his body, the distorted expression stood out on his face, making him look like a real monster.

This blow tore through the air, and the aura it brought hit Dalyan's face, and he even felt raw pain, but the warrior faced the sharp blade that was about to cut through his body, and his reaction was indifferent, even a bit unbelievable His indifference, as if he didn't care about his own life or death at all.

This is obviously not normal... This is a high-level martial skill Fatal Calm!

After forcibly excluding all other emotional disturbances, Dalyan's heart entered an unimaginable absolute coldness. He repeatedly calculated the trajectory of the tomahawk falling, and finally, the moment before the tomahawk was added, the crimson redness that rose from his left hand The lustful anger exploded again on the original basis, like a heavy hammer completely wrapped around a fist, it precisely hit the blade of the rune battle axe, shifting the corner where the battle ax fell by a little bit.

He completely dodged the deadly troops, and his other hand let go of the hilt at this moment, allowing the blade of anger to fall into the snow, then he clenched his fist, pouring the rest of his strength into the heavy snow. In the middle of the fist, it rose into the sky from below.

"puff"

"boom"

The sharp blade tore apart the blood and anger, and the fist hit Lei Nuo's chin. Under their respective attacks, the two brothers separated towards the sky and the ground. In this skyrocketing blow, Lei Nuo's entire body was at this moment. Leaving the ground straight, he rolled backwards in embarrassment, and Dalyan was even worse. Avoiding the fatal place does not mean he was not harmed. In fact, when he rolled out, the scorching blood was already on the cold snow field On the road, a shocking road of blood was left behind.

"Ahem...you have polluted the blood in your body, Renault, I will put an end to this mistake, right here, today!"

Dalyan stood up from the ground leaning on the blade of wrath. His rusty armor was finally completely cut open. From the neck to the abdomen, there was a bloody wound. In the most serious chest, there was even a smear of flesh and blood. bones.

This is almost a real fatal wound.

But from Dalyan's eyes, there is no fear or retreat. He is a real warrior. He has learned to endure pain, adapt to pain, and even enjoy pain. It became wilder, the blood on the arm was ignited by the anger in the body when it fell into the air, and the anger around Dalyan's body became brighter red, as if real blood was burning, and even distorted the air .

The real bloody battle!

Renault didn't answer, and in fact he couldn't answer either. Dalyan's punch shattered his jaw, making that skinny face even more distorted, so he chose a more direct way of answering, with the tomahawk in his hand Backed up behind him, and rushed towards Dalyan like a running bull. At the end of the charge, his eyes flashed, and his left hand hidden behind suddenly protruded, and dark red death energy burst out from the frozen ground under Dalyan's feet. , wrapped around his neck like a snake.

The dark red energy formed a ghost claw under Raynor's manipulation, lifting Dalyan into the air.

Death Combat Technique: Grip of Suffocation!

But even Raynor didn't expect this move to trap Dalyan for a long time, all he needed was a chance, when Dalyan's heavy sword smashed the suffocating ghost claws wrapped around his body, Raynor's heavy ax roared again Then it hit his sharp sword, and Renault's other hand condensed a snow-white energy blade, like a dagger, piercing Dalyan's abdomen.

The soldier punched out, smashing the snow-white energy dagger into pieces, and rushed towards Lei Nuo's chest unabated. Finally, the death knight's icy left hand grabbed the forward arm. The next moment, Lei Nuo's chest appeared With an obvious inhalation, and with an evil smirk in his eyes, the head of the ice dragon, made entirely of frost, appeared above his head.

"boom"

The extremely cold stream of frost sprayed out from the opened mouth of the ice dragon, almost immediately blocking all the space where Dalyan could dodge, but at the moment of contact, the extremely cold breath was on the surface of Dalyan's body, Covered with a thick layer of frost.

Raynor was sure of winning, and the dark energy that Frostmourne gave him was almost endless. He looked at Dalyan, who was gradually being frozen, and even had time to turn his head to look at the Shadow Dome. The acropolis seemed to have been completely captured, but nothing happened. It doesn't matter, as long as Dalyan is killed...he has plenty of time to relight the magic rune.

It doesn't matter, as long as Dalyan is killed! It's all worth it to get rid of this bastard who almost ruined the first half of his life!

"enough!"

"boom"

The sound waves visible to the naked eye completely shattered the icy breath that continued to flow in front of Dalyan in a roar of Dalyan, and even the thick ice on the soldier's body was shattered. In this almost face-to-face fighting force, The power of the battle cry was exerted to the extreme.

Lei Nuo was stunned, and the ice dragon on top of his head was smashed by Dalyan's long sword. The anger that had been suppressed completely rose up at this moment, not as wild as before, obviously because Dalyan was also extremely weak after this long battle.

But at the next moment, with the recovery of Lei Nuo's perception, he subconsciously condensed an ice pick in his hand and pierced forward. The long sword shattered the black shield around his body, and then slashed across Daryan's neck under Dalyan's cold eyes.

Slightly cool, slightly cold... Just like the snowflakes that fell in the Tirisfal Glades that year in memory... He took Whitemane and Dalyan to play in the courtyard of the Holy Light Monastery, and Tailan hid a little shyly. In the corridor, their father is sitting not far away drinking tea... everything is so beautiful.

Why...why have you come to this point?

Death could not bring him an answer. At the moment before being swallowed by darkness, Dalyan suppressed pain and a voice of unconcealable sadness, which was transmitted to his final perception.

"Reynolds, my brother, let me... take you home."

"Go... go home!"

The next moment, the icy darkness swallowed him completely, and Dalyan fell to the ground in pain, his lungs were pierced, he pulled out the ice pick stuck into his body, and threw it far away. The blade was thrown aside by him, and he looked at the deepest darkness above the snow field, icy snowflakes fell from the sky, and the whistling cold wind swirled around his body. This was a hopeless land, and not far away, his brother lay , was killed by him, the biological brother who was completely killed.

He hates it here...he has no reason to like it here...he just wants to go home now...

"Then go home! Go home!"