Azeroth’s Death Track

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The army of Dark Blades is under pressure, and the raid abyss of the Underworld is bleak.

This war came too suddenly, and the Blade of Darkness attacked at both ends, so that the Kvaldir Corps scattered in various places, too late to gather, was divided by several Assault Forces of Dark Blade and surrounded. Blocked in their respective war zones, Hella wants to regroup her army that is many times the blade of the dark blade, you must first pierce the battle line of the dark blade.

But the problem is that the unconventional firepower of the dark blade and the supply of holy silver weapons at all costs make it almost impossible to penetrate the front, and it is not just the Hella side that mobilizes the legion. With the passage of time, the remaining The Dark Blade Warrior is also constantly joining the battlefield, making the already formed battlefield enclosure more solid.

What's more terrible is that the land of the Underworld Continent is scattered, like the archipelago listed in the Dead Sea, in the misty fleet of Hella was simply annihilated by the dark blade of the Dead Sea Fleet, the Legion of the Underworld The rapid loss of the right to control the sea and the direct consequences of the loss of the ocean have caused the strategic depth of the side of the Underworld Abyss to be squeezed crazy. When the 6th hour of the war between the two sides arrived, the 5 Kvaldir Corps squeezed together were super giant The amount of firepower shot was broken, and the mountain road leading to the Throne of Hella fell into the hands of Dark Blade.

The opening of the road to the final battlefield means that the war has officially entered the second stage.

"Hella, why don't you come out and meet me?"

The low voice of the High Lord echoed on the eternal battlefield filled with gray mist, but he never got a response.

Several legions as forwards are displayed in front of the battlefield, the flag is swaying, the soldiers are killed, the death lords are wiping their weapons, waiting for the order to start the war. Although the war into the abyss of the underworld has so far been smooth, but the real fierce battle It has not yet arrived. Compared to the large number of Kvadir who are unbearable, the Halagal underworld warlords who have not yet appeared on the battlefield are the real opponents of the Dark Blade Legion!

The battlefield in front of me is a foul-smelling swamp decorated with strange saltwater monsters and drowned souls. In this swamp, the debris left after the fierce battle can be seen everywhere. In the muddy muddy water, these are swallowed from this world. The bones of the warriors of this **** became decaying in time, and even with their original unyielding soul, they also became corrupt and degenerate.

This place is called the eternal battlefield. It is said that after Hella and Loken jointly imprisoned Odin, the heroic warriors who escaped everything were fighting in this place, and against the betrayed Hella to the end, those heroes loyal to Odin We are here to bury our bones.

It is said that this is also the slaughterhouse where the mad Hella tortured her soul.

The madman forced the world's heroic warriors into hell. She longed for the loyalty of these warriors, but the real warrior did not fear Hella's death prestige. The mad death chose to torture their souls and throw them Into this stinking swamp, trample their dignity, with endless suffering and torture, completely wear away the unruly and untamed in their souls, retain their bravery, and inject dark will into them, and finally transform them into Own Hailargar general.

For a real warrior, such a muddy ending is a disgrace, but they have no choice but to fall into this hell. In this **** controlled by Hella, they can't even ask for death!

"Don't you want to come out? Very good!"

The lord holding the dark war sword looked at the gleaming pale lightning in the dim sky of the distant sky. The gloomy light curtain was mixed in the wet and cold gray mist, making the eternal battlefield seem to be full of unknown. The dark death is like It is hiding behind those dark curtains, looking at everything in front of them with their evil eyes, they are whispering, brewing conspiracies on the table, like planning to murder everything.

This is a completely different force from Tyrion’s death...like another interpretation of death.

"Then I will come, Hella!"

Lord Lord took a step forward, the cold wind of the spirit world was blowing his cloak, in the dispersion of the black cloak that hunted, under the mask of the skeleton made of ice, Tyrion ice blue There was a touch of extreme impatience in his eyes.

The bad news brought by Yuna made Tyrion completely impatient with the war in front of him. He wanted to end it all in the shortest time, and then captured that **** Flynn into the dark temple. The bones, escaped his heart, tearing his soul!

He wanted to see what it was, and gave the little **** the courage to try to take away his daughter!

"I will truly step into your world, I will take everything away from you! Including your hatred, your delusions..."

"Woo, woo"

And just as Tyrion stepped into the swamp of the eternal battlefield, in the mist in front of him, a low horn sounded suddenly, and the horn sound was like a drum sound during the actual war, low and long, its sound Infiltrating every corner of this dark world is like declaring the arrival of the final battle in this world.

Hella is also a grim reaper, and there is a revenge that must be completed in her heart. Before the time when the grudge ends, she won’t sit still!

"Wow"

As the trumpet reverberates, around the Throne of Hella, which sits on a small island, the calm and muddy Dead Sea becomes violent at this moment, and the sea full of power of death is lifted in the roar of the giant under the sea At high altitude, the violent waves made the fog on the battlefield blown away. Tyrion, who was standing quietly in the salt water swamp, looked up and saw a black giant wave of more than 20 meters roaring into the swamp. The battlefield, like a swaying warhammer, smashed fiercely towards him and his army.

In the tide, between the black silhouettes of death, Hella with a distorted complexion was hiding in the rolling tide, her blue face, the viciousness and madness of the deep bone marrow made people feel shudder. .

"Buried! Terion! Arrogant! This is the world born of me!"

"Buried!"

"Boom"

Millions of tons of water from the Dead Sea flooded everything, where the cold sea water went, the entire stench of saltwater swamps was submerged, the bones in the muddy water, the glory buried here, the war dead, the darkness In the past, everything was completely crushed, and Hella’s sharp laughter spread throughout the underworld. In a world controlled by her for tens of thousands of years, she could mobilize every trace of this earth to come ruthlessly. Crushed her opponent!

However, this is ultimately limited...

"Ha ha"

The crazy tide is like a wall of assault that destroys everything, squeezed towards the lord and his army in a gesture of destruction, the cold and scattered water splashes, and even the hazy sky is covered. In front of the power of death lifted by Hella, even the land of **** trembles, and the Lord Lord stands on the trembling battlefield, like a fisherman overlooking the rising sea.

"Wow"

Tyrion's slender and slender arms spread out, holding the heavy ash messenger in his palm, his right hand with black armor facing forward, his five fingers spread out, and the black light was beating at the fingertips, like a touch of flow The endless fish, and at the moment when the power of the high lord extends outward, a frost and ice flow visible to the naked eye is entangled around his body, and in a flash of time it transforms into a stormy snow that covers the entire dark blade battlefield. .

"This is like a death..."

The lord raised his head, and the cold air of the ice skeleton covering his face was blown away by the wind at this moment, revealing the halo like blood moon in those eyes, the contact of the power of the two deaths, entanglement and collision, let the big The long gray hair of the lord fluttered in the air, and at the moment when the power and strength really started to collide, his voice also became cold and cold:

"This world is born for you, it will... die for me!"

"Om"

The horror that frightens the mind replaces the scattering of sight and light at this moment, just like an invisible hand, arbitrarily erasing all the luster on the eternal battlefield, those red, green, and golden lights are all Faintly faded at this moment, the weak undead could not directly look at the light that the two collided with, and even in the eyes of those powerful undead, everything in the entire underworld became pale at this moment.

"Wither! Hella..."

The energy impact visible to the naked eye is like a ring-shaped storm, extending from the collision of the two invisible forces to all directions. The terrible low-temperature storm envelops all the creatures in the throne of Hella and the eternal battlefield. The legion stood in the mountain road, and the heavy frost condensed on the armor of these loyal undead, and on the top of the gloomy mountain, the low-temperature storm roared, and even pulled out a phantom of ice on the ridge. Stream banner.

A few moments later, the light of the last days was slightly convergent. In the extremely cold ice flow, the dark-blade undead raised their heads and saw their leader. The supreme lord Tyraine was still standing in the same place, and the cold wind was gentle in his hand. The low murmur of the earth, the tumble of millions of tons of the dead sea, has been frozen on the eternal battlefield in a twisting and rolling posture, just like an ancient Existing black glaciers in general.

The terrible cold escaped from the black glacier. The rolling water was frozen in the ice, and even with the power of death contained in the water, it was diluted and frozen.

"Wow"

The last few tumbles of tide were under the control of Hella who was unwilling to fail, such as sweeping all the torrents of water jets, chopping towards Tyraon’s body from all directions, but the water knife roared in the air, getting closer and closer, the rolling The faster the water flow is frozen, and finally, at the moment they are about to touch the holy body of the high lord, these currents that extend from the large glacier of the dead sea tide that is completely windd in front of them are also frozen in the cold air. .

"Your attack is over, now..."

"Take me a sword!"

Tyrion’s left hand held the hilt of the Ashbringer. On the chilly battlefield, his figure appeared like a black lightning in front of the black glacier. The heavy shadow blade moved the black The power of death converged on the blade, and finally, between Tyrian’s low cry, this heavy shadow blade transformed into thousands of lights and shadows, fiercely chopped in front of the thick, dusty super large glacier on.

"Boom"

Just like the destruction of the tide, when it was completely crushed by the power of the high lord, the tens of thousands of tons of crushed ice and the residue of the frozen flesh and tentacles belonging to Hella, like It was a roaring storm of destruction. Under the control of Tyrion's will, under the impetus of the power of death, this pale stream of ice hit the rear with a gesture of destruction.

In the continuous roar, the Throne of Hella built on the island was completely submerged and completely destroyed by white broken ice and flying lights and shadows!

"Go forward! Occupy this land!"

The great lord floating in the air pointed the blade in his hand forward, and under his orders, the already prepared Legion of Dark Blades was like the tide blowing through the dam, from the noisy eternal battlefield that was completely frozen Rushing into this deadly ice world, roaring artillery fired across the sky, announcing the arrival of the dark blade iron fist rule, and those black armor soldiers, playing the dark blade war banner, under the leadership of the lords, Break into the world of Hella.

The most elite warlords of Hellagar under Hella rushed out of the mist of the Dead Sea. These dead souls were sluggish and reckless. There was no soul under the empty body. They wore pale armor and were driven by instinctive anger. , Rushed into the battlefield in Hella's crazy roar, and resisted the attack of the imposing Rainbow Legion.

Except for Hella hiding in the Dead Sea, everything seemed to have settled.

"It's not over yet! Tyrion..."

The sharp and vicious cries of Hella made Terion lower his head. Under the destroyed Hella throne, in the tumbling Dead Sea, a huge figure was like a giant in the abyss. From the black tide Step by step came up.

In the gray fog, the figure appeared extremely large, heavy and bloated. It was like a transformed skeletal behemoth, but the whole body was covered with cursed metal, and the most gloomy helmet was buckled on the head. , Holding a rusty iron anchor in its hand, wrapped around the monster's arm with a chain, making it look like a giant in mythology, possessing a fallen dark dignity.

"Let's face the creation of death and the abyss! My deep sea Titan!"

"Kill them all!"

In the cry of Hella, the dark giant lifted the heavy anchor in his hand and slammed it against the dark blade of the army. The anchor blasted on the ground, and the terrifying power rolled on the frozen ground, letting the ground Several ravines swelled above, burying hundreds of dark-edged soldiers under the rolling earth.

Several Hellagar battles with different weapons will jump from the shoulders of the dark giant into the battlefield. Under the command of Hella, they entangle their opponents and entangle with the death lords. They didn't have time to command the Dark Blade Legion to attack the city, and between the Dead Sea further away, an octopus-like Dead Sea behemoth was awakened by Hella. That was her pet, a sea monster named Kraken! Whether it’s the Vikus, Kul Tiras, or even the legend of the pirates, one third of them are related to the terrifying Kraken. It is said that this sea beast often rolls up in the cold North Sea The wave of death is as bad as its owner.

As the Lord of the Lord raised his weapon and was about to kill the eccentric dark giant, several whizzing black tentacles sealed the road of Tyrion's advance, and a cold voice rang in the Dead Sea behind the Lord of the Lord , With the rolling of the water vortex, Hella’s huge and twisted figure rose under the dark water. She looked at Tyrion and opened her claws. Several pieces of soul resembling the Lord’s own body shone in her hands. :

"Tirion! Take your legion and roll back!"

"Otherwise, you never want to be complete!"

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