Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1338 88. The fraudster is coming! The fraudster is dead! ——Additional update for the brothers of "Moyu Luoxiu"【45】

Talgas' star-hunting ship happened to crash into the location of the Hand of Gul'dan where the explosion had just occurred. The elemental explosion had reshaped the wasteland plain into a platform.

The more than ten kilometers long starship was completely penetrated and cut by the world ray of the All-Seeing Ring in Kael'thas' hand, causing a big explosion. The behemoth began to burn and disintegrate in the air when it fell.

When it actually fell, it landed in a scattered manner on the great plain with a radius of nearly a hundred kilometers, creating a "spectacular" in which the entire earth was burning.

The other three ships were lucky enough to crash into the sea of ​​evil energy outside Shadowmoon Valley, setting off huge waves and tsunamis, but they were blocked by the mountains of Shadowmoon Valley.

Black had foreseen that the wreckage of these four starships would definitely become a "spectacle" in the world of Draenor for countless years to come.

Especially the evil remains burning on the great plain in front of me.

They may even be used as strange "buildings" by the people of this world, just like the ancient sacred mountain of Washu formed when the Draenei's spaceship crashed on the Nagrand grasslands.

In short, the world of Draenor will usher in a new era, and these starship wreckage embellishments are perfect as a "gift" to welcome the new era.

But although the battleship fell, the battle inside it continued.

Talgas the Stalker is after all a high-level demon of the Burning Legion. He has been hunting the Prophet among the stars for 25,000 years. The falling impact of a mere starship cannot seriously injure it.

And this fall also accidentally saved its life.

The destructive power of Maraad, the Chosen of the Holy Light, is very terrifying. He is the second strongest among the draenei after Velen. When fighting with all his strength, he will be blessed by the Holy Light to the realm of demigods.

It is already a very difficult opponent, not to mention that now Maraad has an artifact ring connected to the power of the world like the Immovable Seal Sactus.

The attribute of this thing is unbeatable defense. Although it is very weak in terms of attack power, its defense power after its power is activated is invincible.

The already powerful Maraad paired with this thing was like a hedgehog covered with spikes, making Talgas unable to attack and could only be beaten passively.

If the battle had not been interrupted by the crash of the starship, it would have been crushed to death by the angry Holy Light Walker.

"哐"

Amid the flames as a large chunk of the starship crashed to the ground, Maraad swung his warhammer to break open the thousands of tons of twisted steel above his head.

This guy completely experienced the explosion and fall of the starship, and even had a large piece of steel pressed on his head, but he was actually unscathed by the power of the Immovable Seal.

There wasn't even a scratch on the armor.

"Come out."

He opened a door leading to the ground and shouted to Garona and Khadgar who were being protected behind him.

These two guys relied on Maraad's body to bear the impact of the explosion and fall for them at the critical moment, so that they did not die in the disaster just now.

Khadgar's hands and feet were shaking a little now.

Although he is a well-informed archmage, this is his first experience of falling with a starship at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters. He feels that this trip to Draenor is really eye-opening.

After I go back, I have to brag about it to my inexperienced colleagues.

Garona next to him had a complicated expression.

She had always thought that Maraad had nothing but disgust for her, after all, her existence tarnished this guy's glory.

But when the starship exploded and crashed, Maraad, who could have gone after Talgas, gave up on the enemy and instead hugged her and Khadgar for protection.

As an assassin with a complicated experience, Garona has seen too many guys who talk sweetly but are full of swords.

She was raised by Gul'dan, and she knew that words could never be trusted.

Only actions can prove a person's thoughts.

It was also because of this that she accepted Khadgar's pursuit. This stupid man proved his feelings for Garona with his actions, and now, her uncle Maraad also used his actions to prove his complicated feelings for Garona. emotion.

He did resist the orc assassin.

But the reason for resistance is not disgust;

It's just that she simply can't face those eyes that are exactly the same as her sister Lelan's. This unacceptable complex emotion doesn't even have much to do with Garona.

It's just a psychological problem caused by the overwhelming guilt in Maraad's heart for the death of his loved ones.

"Let's go back."

The garrison commander picked up his war hammer burning with the fire of holy light, turned his back to the two people behind him and said:

"I'm going to complete the trial of Talgas. You can go back."

"I will go with you."

Garona gritted her teeth and said:

"Whether you want it or not, you are my only relative, and I will haunt you for the rest of my life!"

"casual!"

The Chosen One of Holy Light dropped an indifferent word and strode towards another burning wreckage. The Holy Light was guiding his revenge judgment, and the hateful traitor was right in front.

He must die to atone for his sins today!

"Others are coming. I feel the galloping of horse hooves and the roar of wolves. Look at the sky! The Draenei spirit dragon knights are also coming."

Khadgar looked towards the sky. He took Garona's hand excitedly and cheered loudly:

"We have won! In this desperate world, we have achieved victory over the Burning Legion! The demons are not invincible! Oh my god, the whole of Azeroth will tell of our achievements today.

The Council of Six will definitely offer me ten times my salary and invite me back. Those bad old men have no right to call you a butcher anymore, my Garona.

You are also a hero who saves the world. "

"I have no feeling for any of that stuff."

Garona pouted and pulled Khadgar to follow Maraad. As she walked, she frowned and said:

"And don't be so excited. My assassin instinct has not yet subsided, which seems to indicate that today's affairs are not over yet."

"etc!"

The excited old man Khadgar calmed down a little.

He took Garona and used a teleportation spell to follow Maraad, but the moment he landed, the Archmage's expression changed drastically. He pulled Garona back and shouted at the Chosen of Holy Light in front of him:

"Don't go there! There's a giant portal opening ahead! Damn it, I've never felt such a huge surge of magic power since the Dark Portal opened.

Don't go there!

Maraad, come back! "

The Archmage's reminder came a little later.

The moment he finished speaking, a huge amount of evil magic suddenly erupted, like a bolt of evil thunder rushing into the sky, frightening the local elemental spirits of Draenor who had just recovered some strength.

They will never forget the feeling of being corrupted by evil energy, and the power of the evil energy in front of them is at least ten times and a hundred times more than that bastard Gul'dan used to induce evil energy.

The four elements of wind, fire, water and earth screamed in terror and ran away, causing Sunderland, the Wind Chaser above the sky, to let out a burst of thunderous laughter.

These rural elements are so inferior, can’t they stop shouting at such a small scene?

Although the Wind Chaser was a little wary of the evil energy in front of him, as a noble element from the city of Azeroth, it still maintained its stability and elegance at this time.

It also beckoned the weak four elements of Draenor to come towards it, and the powerful sky wall would protect them.

The power of the evil energy hitting the ground is even greater.

The "mellow" evil energy from the world of Argus hits the ground around the opening of the portal like a heavy punch, tearing open large and small hills from the ground that had just been reshaped into a great plain.

Maraad grunted as he charged against the evil energy. The defensive power of the Immovable Seal made him not afraid of this attack at all, but Garona and Khadgar behind him could not withstand it.

The defense officer shook his head, took a few steps back and unfolded the bright shield of holy light in front of him, helping the weak niece and nephew-in-law share the pressure.

There is no way, this is the responsibility of the elders.

Those righteous and strong men who always show their coldness to others are mostly Asasi people in their hearts.

In the burning ruins of the huge starship teleportation hall in front of him, the limping Stalker Talgas, covered in blood, was kneeling respectfully on the ground, lowering his forehead into the dirty soil.

For a high-ranking demon like it, such behavior is somewhat disgraceful, but considering the big shot that is about to appear in front of it, such behavior is nothing.

The huge dark green teleportation gate rotated and released, creating in an instant a star teleportation magic that was no weaker than the Dark Portal.

The evil energy is cheering and the earth is shaking.

Draenor is wailing, knowing it has met its ultimate enemy.

The shaking of the ground and the whistling of the wind of evil seemed to sound a BGM unique to the appearance of the great devil. In that shocking release of power, Kil'jaeden the Deceiver stepped out of the package of rich evil energy step by step.

The moment it set foot in the distant world, the remaining demons throughout Draenor roared and cheered. They felt that their king had appeared in person.

ha!

This sad world is finished.

Kil'jaeden's twisted and swollen body filled with evil energy was not huge, at least not as huge as a mountain like Archimonde the Defiler.

Perhaps it was deliberately keeping its original shape because it wanted to meet its old friends, but when the Deceiver's shadow was cast on the ground, Talgas's body shook even more.

"Wow"

Kil'jaeden's crimson bat wings, burning like flames, spread out behind his back. This action caused the concentration of evil energy that had subsided in Shadowmoon Valley to rise rapidly.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, once again blocking the light that had just bloomed.

The deceiver didn't even look at Talgas, who was kneeling in front of him. He strode past the loser, leaving only one cold word:

"Trash! Go to the Demon Tribunal and be punished. For the sake of bringing Velen to me, I will give you another chance."

"Thank you for your unparalleled generosity, my evil master."

The stalker felt relieved.

As expected of a fraudster, he is really kind to his own people. Even if he has caused such a terrible failure, the fraudster still has to protect himself.

This filled Talgas' dark heart with gratitude and awe.

Although going to the Demon Tribunal will definitely result in terrible punishment.

But at least his life was saved.

It did not dare to say anything more, but turned around and glanced at Maraad, who was roaring and charging, with a fierce and proud look, and then limped into the star portal in front of it.

"Don't run! Traitor!"

The Chosen God of Light roared towards him. He was not afraid of Kil'jaeden in front of him, and was determined to kill Talgath here.

Kil'jaeden didn't care about the Maraad in front of him, even though Maraad was the genius paladin he personally promoted when he was the consul of Argus.

Well, one more thing, before Kil'jaeden fell, he was the garrison commander of Argus, which is Maraad's current position.

"boom"

The evil energy lingering around the Deceiver turned into a gloomy impact, like a heavy punch sweeping across. The terrifying magic of Thousand Souls of Darkness was perfectly executed, showing the Deceiver's unparalleled spellcasting talent.

The demigod's attack struck in front of the defender's eyes, shattering the holy light that protected him in an instant, and even causing the Hammer of the Naaru in his hand to scream in overwhelming grief.

If the Immovable Seal of Saxtus hadn't been powerful enough, Maraad would have been seriously injured by this blow.

"Huh?"

Seeing that Maraad was still able to move after being hit in the front, or even unscathed, the Deceiver became interested. It raised its left hand with a grin, intending to "play" with the former subordinate in front of it.

But at this moment, a voice attracted all Kil'jaeden's attention.

"That's enough! Kil'jaeden! It's me you want, and I'm here."

Velen's roar echoed on this wasteland plain along with the portal released by Kael'thas himself. Seeing the blood-stained and disheveled prophet appear, the Deceiver instantly let Maraad go.

Let the defender rush into the portal leading to Argus behind him in the shining holy light.

It doesn't care anymore!

It doesn't care about everyone around it, it doesn't care about everything around it!

All it could see was the man in front of it.

Well, the long period of twenty-five thousand years has transformed it from a righteous and brave defender into a great demon that roams the stars. It has also transformed Velen, who was once prosperous and prosperous, into the old and incompetent person in front of him. prophet.

But Kil'jaeden could still see the figure that once fascinated him in the old man in front of him.

The warmer and shining past can set off the bleak present, and the more Kil'jaeden can feel the anger filled with hatred for Velen's betrayal.

But it still manages to maintain its grace.

I don't want to show any disgrace in front of my old friends.

This has nothing to do with racial civilization.

It is purely the last insistence of weather-beaten old men.

"Finally, you have shown up."

Kil'jaeden stared at Velen, flexing his claws, and said:

"You know what's coming, and so do I, so let's skip the boring conversations and insults and follow me! Velen.

He willingly accepted the infusion of evil energy and became the eredar king of the Burning Legion.

I will die for your generosity and let go of this miserable world. This is why I am here, with destruction in my left hand and mercy in my right hand.

You know what to choose."

The big demon ignored the elites of various races surrounding it from all directions, and said calmly:

"Behind this portal is the mobilized world of Argus. Do you know how many demigods there are? How many legends are there? Do you think the world under your feet can withstand my anger?

You want to save it, right?

I gave you a way to save it! "

"I"

The prophet hesitated.

He looked back at the indignant people behind him. At this moment, he seemed to have lost all his power, and the staff representing salvation in his hand quietly fell to the ground.

As if he was defeated by the cruel reality, he turned around and said a few words to the draenei behind him, and then walked towards Kil'jaeden. He said:

"Let this world go, old friend, I will go back with you. I know that my departure severely broke your heart, and I will accept all your punishments.

Please let this world go. "

"Ha ha ha ha"

Seeing Viren's desolate look, the deceiver's heart was filled with supreme joy and satisfaction for a moment, as refreshing as drinking a glass of ice water on a hot day.

You can even feel the slightly cold breath on your neck, right?

wrong!

It's a scam!

"Buzz"

The darkness shattered, the blade was extended, and Black Shaw emerged from the shadows with a trace of deadly red light.

His ring danced with a light that made the Deceiver's teeth crack, and a triumphant smile showed under his black owl war helmet.

I heard you offered a reward for me?

very good.

I came to claim my reward with my head.