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After stepping into the threshold of a demigod, as long as Sarlayan thinks and has the conditions, it is not difficult to make a big movement like today.

But that's not really practical when fighting other demigods of similar strength.

The reason is simple, the power has been stored for too long.

The principle of the Vrykul's harpoon gun is similar to that of a ballista, but due to the poor craftsmanship, the effective killing range of this thing is far inferior to the well-made Quel'Thalas ballista.

According to the ordnance production standard of Quel'Thalas, the ballista's maximum range can usually reach 500 meters, and its effective killing range is at least 300 meters.

This is because Quel'Thalas did not invest too much energy in iterative research and development of ballistas. After all, Quel'Thalas' main heavy weapons are various types of magic cannons that are more in line with the habits of high elves.

Due to insufficient technical level, the maximum range of the Vrykul's harpoon cannon is only about 300 meters.

When launching into the air, due to the gravity of Azeroth, the effective killing range is at most 100 meters.

If Sharlayan chooses to breathe ordinary dragon's breath close to the ground, it is indeed possible to be beaten from the sky by the Vrykul... just like fighting the five scumbags Kalecgos.

With such a lesson learned from the past, Sharlayan definitely does not want to be included in the collection of embarrassing dragons.

Considering the Vrykul's hip-stretching weapon-making technology, Sharlayan tentatively chose to hover at an altitude of 300 meters, and was ready to dodge at any time.

Facts have proved that Sharlayan still overestimated the power of the Harpoon Cannon.

Since the Vrykul's weapons could not threaten him, Sharlayan could calmly charge in the sky.

The dragon's breath ball that destroyed the entire Vrykul barracks had been brewing for a full minute. If it was in an evenly matched actual combat state, the enemy would not foolishly wait for Sharlayan to finish charging. Used it in the environment.

"Um?"

Just as Sharlayan was about to turn around and leave to return to Queen Bretta, he keenly noticed a weak fluctuation through his life force perception.

"Heh~ Life is pretty hard."

The sharp dragon eyes stared at the corner of the outer edge of the pit. This time Sharlayan did not plan to float in the sky and bomb, but folded his wings and swooped down to quickly approach the ground.

"Wow!"

When approaching the target, Sharlayan suddenly turned backwards 360° in mid-air, and the dragon's tail, like a steel whip, swept heavily on the ground.

"Well!"

A muffled sound of pain came from the soil, and soon a hole was dug out in the ground, and a strong Vrykul man with blood on his face was weakly lying on the edge of the hole, panting continuously.

Sharlayan, who turned back to the front in the air, asked with a low voice in the form of a dragon with a playful face, "Skovald?"

"Hoo...hoo..."

Suffering two rounds of heavy blows in succession, the vrykul who escaped by chance was already on his deathbed, but he still stared at the giant dragon in the sky with his eyes unwillingly.

"Who... are you? Why are you targeting me like this!"

"huh~"

Sharlayan smiled disdainfully: "This is the promise I made to Queen Bretta a few years ago. You don't need to know too much, and you can fall into the abyss of Hell with peace of mind."

In the traditional culture of the Vrykul, the abyss of Hell is the "hell" that people who committed many crimes will go to, and the Hall of Valor is the dream of the vast majority of Vrykul.

The abyss of Hell, which was originally controlled by Hela, has long been integrated into the withered world that belongs to Sharlayan, but not many people know this information.

With Skovald's "feat" of killing his father, if the abyss of Hell still exists, he will definitely be thrown into it to undergo endless torture... Of course, he may also be recruited by Hela as his confidant.

"No……"

Scovald, who was so angry that he couldn't make a sound, could not make a sound. It was not until the last moment of his life that this ruthless hero began to worry about what happened behind him.

However, by now, it was too late.

Full of fear and unwillingness, Skovald, whose internal organs were shattered into slag, swallowed his last breath with his eyes wide open.

Sharlayan saw the spirit of Skovald screaming and trying to escape.

But it was futile after all, Sharlayan, who had not yet returned to human form, caught him with a quick grab.

"As I said, you, a patricide bastard, will end up in the abyss of Hell...or even worse."

Using the other claw to open the gate to the Shadowlands, Sharlayan "shakes" Skovald's soul in mid-air before stuffing him in.

"Accept the arbitrator's trial honestly. You won't even have the chance to be thrown into Revendreth for atonement. Maw Abyss welcomes you."

"No!!"

Scovald, who was shaken into a coma, only had time to utter his last wail, and the gate connecting the two worlds was mercilessly closed by Sharlayan.

"Hiss~"

Odin, who was squatting on the Hall of Valor to watch the show, gasped, and subconsciously stroked his strange beard like magma.

"Achieved a demigod with a mortal body, and can easily open the space door leading directly to the shadow world... The growth rate of this kid is really exaggerated."

"Is this the possibility of mortals that Tyr said?"

Thinking of Tyr, who had long since fallen, Odin sighed sadly.

Among all the generals under Odin's command, Tyr, who is gentle and straightforward, is the most at odds with Odin, but at the same time, Tyr is also the strongest fighting force among the guardians of the titans besides Odin and Raiden.

Although Odin looks down on all flesh and blood creatures including dragons, as long as he is not overheated, he is not bad to his fellow Titans, and he is very sorry for Tyr's untimely death.

After the last battle against Hela ended, Odin had contact with Sharlayan. During the years when the Hall of Valor was sealed, Sharlayan had told him many important events that happened in Azeroth.

At that time, Sharlayan's strength was considered good among mortals, but from Odin's point of view, it was not a special individual worthy of his attention.

Unexpectedly, in just a few years, that little ghost who was still very young has become a demigod, and has established a certain connection with the Shadow Realm.

As early as many years ago, Tyr had mentioned the possibility and potential of mortals when he tried to persuade Odin to agree to ask for credit from the Pantheon for the meritorious ancestor Dragon King.

Odin, who had already got into the horns at that time, didn't listen to this sentence at all, and this led to a series of subsequent bitter fruits.

After being locked away in the Hall of Valor for many years of reflection, Odin's original fiery temper finally subsided. After he calmed down, he recalled the many golden and jade words left by Tire back then.

Al, the king of Val'kyr, knelt beside Odin and asked, "Dear chief administrator, do I need to personally invite him to the Hall of Valor?"

"Need not."

Odin, who was withdrawn from the memories, waved his hands, strode back to his throne and sat down firmly.

"If I'm not mistaken, the boy came to Stormfjord this time to talk to me about something, and it's just incidental to deal with the civil strife of the Tideskirt clan."

"Wait patiently." Odin turned his head and looked in the direction of the continent of Kalimdor: "The Furnace of Origin has restarted, and the Engine of Nalaksha and the Engine of the Creator have entered full-power operation one after another. A big battle may be imminent. .”

"Anyway, I won't be able to intervene until the seal is lifted. Let us take a good look at who can have the last laugh in this civil war between the guardians."

...

When Sarlayan returned to Hedashar with Scovald's dead body, Queen Breta didn't mourn her son's death in the slightest, but showed joy and relief on her face.

After confirming that her husband's feud had been avenged, and throwing the body of her rebellious son Skovald to the wolves, Queen Breta quickly fell into confusion about the future.

The average lifespan of the Vrykul is not much longer than that of their degenerate descendants, and Queen Breta, who is over 50, is gradually entering her twilight years.

The four little beasts who joined forces to kill their patricides were killed one after another, and Queen Bretta began to worry about the future development of the Chaos Mire Clan.

Sharlayan didn't care about this, shrugged and casually suggested a bad idea.

"Since all the rebellious sons are dead, it's fine to have another one to inherit the position of patriarch."

Queen Breta shook her head with a wry smile. As a person who has experienced this, she has nothing to shy away from in this regard.

"I suffered a lot of hidden injuries when I was fighting on the battlefield in the early years. At this age, even if someone is willing to cooperate, I can't guarantee that I will be born."

"That's easy to say."

Salay Anqu pointed at Queen Breta and popped out a ball of emerald green light.

Queen Breta, who didn't react, watched the ball of light merge into her body, and a warm energy began to flow slowly in her body.

"Benefactor, this is?"

"The power of life."

Sharlayan explained with a smile: "Just take it as compensation for my delay in fulfilling my promise. This power of life will slowly heal your body."

"Although it can't prolong your lifespan, this power can at least ensure that you can have the vitality of a young man before you die. It is absolutely not a problem to have a few children."