Azeroth’s Death Track

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Even with the help of death, it is difficult to defeat a powerful guardian like Odin.

The King of War is made by the most powerful Titan in the Pantheon, Aman Sur, the king of the gods. The Titan, who masters the power of time and thunder, passed on his original power to Odin. The king is in Azeroth, which is equivalent to a ray of ancestors of Amansur, the king of the gods.

In theory, there are no creatures that can defeat Odin in this world, but the fate of Azeroth’s world has long been disrupted. In this future chaotic world, no matter what happens...it is possible.

"Wow"

The scarred Odin knelt down on the re-frozen sea. He looked miserable. The steel body of the whole body was covered with various energy scratches, and his left leg was like a hand. The knife cut most of it, and the most deadly was the chest. This time, the goddess of luck no longer looked after him. Hydera’s crazy offensive tore his body, and the claws of the doomsday monster tore the guardian’s mechanical core.

In the scary claw marks, a plume of energy liquid like blood was left from the scars, representing Odin's life, and was passing away little by little.

This guardian has never been so weak. He struggled to prop up his body with a broken thunder spear to prevent him from falling down. The scene was extremely tragic, just like a veteran in battle, at the last node of life, nor Willing to show his weakness to the enemy.

In front of Odin, the Hydra Hydera is not a crushing victory. In fact, from the appearance alone, she performs even worse than Odin.

Throwing away everything, the war king who let go of the dead fight is terrifying, even Tyrion does not dare to say that he can firmly suppress him, especially the oldest guardian like Odin, there must be something else in his hand. The hole card...

Not to mention, Odin still has a pillar of creation, the shield of Aggramar.

That was the defender of the Pantheon, the most powerful relic used by the Titan after Sargeras. The super high authority Odin possessed was enough to allow him to easily use this shield. It is said that the shield of Agrama With the so-called invincible defense, maybe it is not invincible in the traditional sense, but if Odin uses this thing, it is estimated that the result of the battle will be very different.

And if Odin wants to use the Agrama Shield, then the Lord Lord who has been watching is expected to join the battle.

But beyond the expectations of the Lord Lord, Odin did not seem to intend to use this relic from the beginning. He was like the oldest warrior, wielding a thunder spear, and furiously fighting the doomsday monster Hedra on the ice. , He cut 7 heads of Helard, cut off one of the wings of the Hydra, and smashed the tail vertebrae of Hedra with brute force, even after the mechanical core was broken, he still yanked it out. One paw of the Hydra.

Frankly speaking, such fighting power and the fighting stance really can be called the first man of Azeroth.

And Hydera was almost a bit, and once again failed under the mad attack of Odin the reckless, really... only a little bit less!

"Cough, cough"

Odin, who was leaning on his body with a broken gun, raised his head with difficulty. The gem on his left eye had been smashed by Hydera, and there was also a scar on his right eye. In the blurred vision, he saw The body of the staggering doomsday Hydra slowly became a female Vrykul among the dark mist.

She wore robes of the witches, and under the firm expression unique to the Viku people, she had eyes like the ocean.

That's Hella...

Not Hella the Queen of Hell, but Hella, the former sea witch...

When rebuilding the body of Hella, the Lord Lord helped Hella to restore the body destroyed by Odin. Of course, it is no longer the steel body of the guardians, but the body of flesh and blood, but fortunately this body is also perfect. Restores the original appearance of Hella.

Hella, who turned into a humanoid, was pale, and she won, but it was not easy. The injury caused by Odin had to be rested for at least a few months or even years, but it was nothing. It just took some time.

Hella in human form picked up the tip of Odin's broken Thunder War Spear from the ground. She leaned on the fast-changing spear head, just like a staggering old lady, approaching the dying little by little. Odin.

Hella stood in front of Odin, watching the giant kneeling on the ground, miserable to the extreme, she could see the mechanical core of Odin’s chest torn, for the guardian, the damage of the mechanical core meant With the demise of the body, the destruction of the core of wisdom means the death of the soul.

Hella’s blue eyes were filled with complex emotions. She was about to complete her revenge. Her heart was filled with pleasure, but looking at the dying Odin, the pleasure revenge did not last long. The emptiness that was hit by madness was filled.

She spent tens of thousands of years planning her revenge on Odin. She has abandoned everything for revenge. Now, the revenge is complete... but under the body, except for the fleeting pleasure , What's left?

Can a person born for revenge, after completing revenge, expect her to live happily and peacefully?

impossible!

Revenge is not a result, but a process in which not only the enemy but also himself are changed...forging himself into a sword for revenge, but after piercing the enemy’s chest This sword will lose its direction. If it is not controlled, it will soon be drawn to other people and to those innocent people.

"You are going to die! Odin!"

Hella raised her head. Behind her, the deepest night had come to an end. On the distant coastline, there was already a slight light. It was dawn. And in this last night, the sea witch was leaning. Broken the gun, she looked at the enemy in front of her, the former father, she shouted in a hoarse voice:

"Odin! Don't you want to say something?"

"cough"

The weak King of War coughed hard. He used his blurry eyes to look at Hella below, as if he was remembering his past time with Hella in Ulduar, while in Hella After questioning, he shook his head:

"Me, there is nothing to say...I did what I thought was right. From the perspective of the chief management, I never regret..."

"boom"

The broken gun in Hella’s hand was like a sharp arrow shot, piercing Odin’s broken mechanical core again, and this blow hit the half-kneeling Odin out of the whole person, embarrassed. The old soldier was rolling on the ice, like a collapsed hill.

"You don't regret it! Why don't you regret it! How can you not regret it!!!"

Hella’s sharp shouts echoed on the icefield. She rushed to Odin. She clenched her fists. She stared at the guardian in front of her:

"You shaped me, you destroyed me, but even in the era when I was determined to take revenge on you, I was still influenced by you, Odin! I did evil to the sisters who were willing to follow me, like What you did to me... just like I questioned you, they, they also questioned me!"

"boom"

Hella knelt on the ice, and the voice of the sea witch languished at this moment:

"They didn't blame me, didn't pounce on them and tried to kill me... they didn't even resent me, everything they asked for... only one sentence... sorry."

"Even if I did such a bad thing, even if I had tortured them for so long, what they wanted...only one sentence, sorry..."

"That's what I want..."

Hella’s voice was sobbing at this moment, that was the weakness she had never shown before the world. She knelt beside her father like an abandoned daughter. She whispered:

"Why... why can't you... say to me... sorry!"

"Even when you are dying, do you... continue to be such a bastard? You may be a qualified guardian, Odin, but you are a failed father, you are a failed father! I hate you! I hate you!!"

Hella's sobbing sound seemed to wake Odin, who was hit hard, and the giant opened his eyes hard, probably because the energy in the body passed too seriously. It took him a few minutes to shrink his huge body into an ordinary one. The size of the Vrykul.

He looked at Hella who was kneeling beside him in a whisper of pain. The guardian, with a last effort, finished what he had not said...

"Yes, Hella, as a guardian, I don’t regret it, but as a father... I’m in pain, I remove your sculptures, and prohibit them from telling your story, it’s not because I want to cover up all this... Hella, my daughter... I don’t have the courage to confess to you, I’m a coward... I let you do things in the underworld because I feel I owe you."

"I'm going to die...Hella, live well, don't forget, don't forget your mission..."

Odin coughed up an energy liquid similar to blood, while reaching out hard, trying to hold Hella's hand, the sea witch took a few steps forward and held the cold hand in his hand.

This action made Odin's scarred face hang with a last smile.

"Hella, sorry..."

"Even if you are in hell, please... take care of this world, protect her... Agrama's shield, just...in my body, I give it to you... Be careful! I saw... the fallen...Titanium in that holy thing! Be careful! He will soon...will come soon!"

"Goodbye, goodbye, my...daughter..."

The last ray of light in Odin's eyes dimmed at this moment, and a flash of golden lightning flashed through the sky, seeming to represent the complete fall of the King of War.

Hella, who wept bitterly, was no longer what the Avengers should be. She knelt there and wept bitterly as if she had truly lost her father.

11 Pale Valkyries opened the rift of the dead world and slowly fell around the bodies of Hella and Odin, just like they used to be when they were sea witches, half-kneeled behind Hella, silently passed away The King of War sees off...

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Farther away, the big lord in a black robe stood quietly on the ice field. He looked at the "goodbye" of Hella, Valkyries and Odin, and intuitively told him that it is better not to disturb them. He looked back and looked at the dawn that was about to start behind him, and the fiery red light ball would jump out of the sea, that would be a new era...

And while the Lord of the Lord was quietly waiting for the dawn, he suddenly heard some cries like riots, which made the Lord of the Lord look back, and then he saw the densely packed sea that appeared outside the ice sheet that had not been frozen. The canoe... that is the canoe of the Vrykul. The Lord Lord can clearly see that the canoe is full of heavily armed Vrykul warriors, who are roaring, waving their weapons, and are moving towards This piece of ice came out.

This made the lord stunned...

"After witnessing the war of the gods at dusk, did you still have the courage to get close to the war of the gods?"

Tyrion shook his head:

"These Vrykuls really have the courage... No wonder Odin values ​​them so much, but someone's daughter is already hosting the funeral, nothing is happening to you..."

After he finished speaking, the Lord Lord waved his fingers, and a tumbling cold wind screamed across the ocean that was about to rise at dawn. Those Vrykul keel warships could not resist the sudden gust of wind, and they were blown back constantly, from time to time. There were warriors falling into the water, and even if they chose to cross the river, they could not cross the violent wind under the high lord.

Seriously, Tyrion is not willing to let these Viku people disturb Odin's departure. After all, ignoring some black history, it is also a respectable fighter.

However, the development of the matter was beyond the expectations of the big lord. The Vrykul keel warship was unable to advance due to the wind, but there was a tattered canoe, almost advancing against the cold wind evoked by the big lord. When the other battleships are retreating, only this old wooden ship is constantly moving forward.

This scene caused those superstitious Vrykul warriors to clamor. They shouted the name of "Son of Odin" or "British Spirit", brandished weapons, and even beat the drums of war, cheering for the warrior in the canoe, It's like a weird ceremony.

That also attracted the attention of the High Lord, Tyrion turned his head, and he clearly saw the Vrykul standing on the canoe, paddling his oar frantically, and advancing against the wind...

Wait, how does this guy look familiar?

It was a bald man, wearing a quirky robe, exposed skin and traces of being burned. The most unique thing is that he has blue eyes like the sea, and a simple shape hangs around his waist. The horn... And Tyrion, know that horn.

That is the Warrior of Odin, the horn of Heimdall!

"Oh it's you!"

The lord narrowed his eyes. He did not stop the "Vicku" created by himself from climbing onto the ice field, but stood in the sky and looked at him quietly, as if waiting for a legend belonging to this Vicku. The story begins the same.

And behind the high lord, that round of fiery flames finally jumped out of the sea level and swayed the endless light to the whole world...

Finally, the darkness is over.

Finally, the grudge is over.

Finally, dawn came...

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