Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Bump it away!"

Outside the steel gate of the Lightning Hall guarding the main city of Ulduar, Emperor Thoradin, who had just experienced a satisfying fight, held up his storm sword and shouted to the heroic spirits under his command:

"Loken's rebels have been defeated! The traitor knows that his judgment is today, and the rat-gut bastard has sealed his door. He thought that this could resist the heroic spirits from the golden hall.

But we will tell him with practical actions that he is just wishful thinking!

Odin's warriors, smash this door! "

Emperor Thoradin's cry immediately made the heroic spirits rush forward one by one. Of course, these powerful warriors from all eras would not be stupid enough to use their own weapons to attack the closed steel gate. They were on a messy battlefield. Lifted back the two arms of the destroyed giant iron giant.

Those two arms were completely forged with Titan Iron and were extremely heavy. It took thirty Thundercast Heroic Spirits to lift them up.

These warriors from the Hall of Valor shouted slogans, raised their makeshift "battery rams", and attacked the closed door from left to right. Every impact made the building beneath their feet shake and tremble.

The majestic Titan City has not been repaired for hundreds of thousands of years. Under such fierce impacts, the black bricks and stones also made an overwhelming sound. After multiple impacts, the dust and snow shook.

Looking to the other side from the entrance platform of the Lightning Hall, one can see a group of heroic spirits attacking another palace guarding the main city.

It's called the Rock Hall, and there are no guardians there, so the attack is obviously smoother.

"Why waste this matter?"

Emperor Thoradin and his Heroic Spirits were banging on the door, but Black, who was coming from behind, shook his head when he saw this scene. He shouted at the brainless Heroic Spirits who were banging on the door:

"Come here and gather together, I'll teleport you in! Look at you guys, you were already brainless warriors when you were alive. Why do you become even more stupid after you die?

This gate is directly welded to the main body of the palace. Do you plan to directly break open the outer wall of Ulduar? Damn it, open your eyes and look!

The outer wall is at least 30 meters thick and is entirely reinforced with Titanium iron. Do you have to hit the Monkey Year and the Horse Moon? "

"You can teleport, you should have told me earlier! Let me tell you, how did you run out of the Lightning Hall with a human head before?"

Emperor Thoradin was also furious. He cursed:

"You have to see us make a fool of yourself, right?"

"Hey, who wants to watch a group of soldiers make a fool of themselves? What's the difference between that and watching children play with urine and mud?"

Black said something disdainfully, and a group of heroic heroes were so angry that they wanted to beat him up on the spot.

But considering that there's going to be a war, it's better to wait until the war is over before beating him up.

Under the command of Thoradin and Queen Addisil, the pair of heroic mandarin ducks, three hundred heroic warriors and fifty Valkyries were gathered together. Black picked up the scepter of Sargeras and tore it apart with forced teleportation that ignored the rules of space. Kailuoken has been trying its best to strengthen the space layer for tens of thousands of years.

With almost no effort, an entire army was sent directly into the Lightning Hall in a flash of light.

This behavior is outrageous!

It's like you want to prevent zombies from breaking into your house and eating your brains, so you protect yourself by planting a variety of magical plants in your garden that can attack zombies.

When I looked up, I saw that the MD zombies were eating grass instead.

He gnawed on the plants you planted and rushed towards you who was at a loss.

This is no longer a contest of spellcasting ability. With the Scepter of Sargeras in hand, Black's forced teleportation is completely a dimensionality reduction strike. How else can I say that Lord Sargeras is awesome?

While others were playing tricks, He had already started playing with the rules.

There was a loud "boom" and the impact of the space explosion directly destroyed the steel bridge in the front hall of the Lightning Hall.

Amidst the wailing sounds of a group of Iron Soldiers who obeyed Loken as they were blown away, Emperor Thoradin, who was full of fighting spirit, took the lead and rushed out of the teleportation circle with the Storm Sword.

The iron viku in front of him tried to block with his shield, but was cut in half by Emperor Thoradin who exploded with divine power, both man and shield.

This is steel!

Not flesh and blood!

The power of this sword stunned the remaining steel prototypes.

Then they saw the roaring Thundercast Heroes rushing out of the light and the Valkyries that could only be found under Odin's command, and each one of them turned around and ran away in fear.

While running, he shouted:

"Run! The Lord of War is coming! The cruel Odin will kill us all."

Well, the image of the Lord of War is not that bad, so it must be that Loken deliberately vilified Odin's image to scare them in order to make these steel soldiers obey him.

Now it turns out that over-demonizing your enemies is a double-edged sword.

Look, when the war situation was unfavorable, the outrageous rumors about Odin eating the Iron Vrykul alive frightened the Iron Vrykul and the Iron Dwarves who served the evil side.

"Why are they so cowardly!"

Fenna chased the defeated soldiers all the way, but failed to cut off a few heads. She was very unhappy and jumped to her brother's side. She complained:

"The legendary Iron Legion is not like this. Didn't they once follow the guardians to defeat the four monarchs of the elements? How did such cowardly soldiers defeat those elements?

Is this worse than worse? "

"That was a thing of the past."

The pirate ignored the retreat of these steel soldiers. He led Fenna and Maiev towards the throne room of the Lightning Hall and explained:

"You have seen how the swarm fights, Fenna, let me give them an example and you will understand. Without the leadership of the swarm lord, a scattered swarm of insects cannot defeat the same number of human soldiers.

But once there is a swarm lord commanding and taking charge, those bugs can eat the same number of humans as snacks.

If they go up to another level and Xal'atath's dark glory covers them, the bugs can easily defeat humans ten times their size.

The same goes for steel creations.

They were designed and forged to serve as warriors for the Guardians.

Under the leadership of guardians, these steel warriors can bravely step into the dangerous elemental territory, and use their own sacrifices to win supreme glory for the guardian system without fear of death.

But now the guardians they regarded as gods have collapsed. They are like a swarm of insects that have lost their gods and lords. Look at them, they have all understood 'fear' without becoming flesh and blood.

The cowardly and insidious Loken destroyed them.

But fortunately, their hardware is still there, and with a little training, they can still become the invincible force that defeated the elemental realm in the Battle of Domination.

So kill less and save more.

After that, we will have to rely on them to fill in the troops when we go to Argus.

Without them, we wouldn't be able to save people in a world filled with demons charging into the heart of the Burning Legion. "

"Ouch."

Fenner nodded in agreement, inserted her swords back into the weapon slots on her back, and followed her younger brother and "younger siblings" through the chaotic lightning hall.

Before she arrived, Blake and Maiev had killed all the small bosses here, so the way to the throne room was not blocked at all.

A few minutes later, Fenner stood in front of Loken's gate while Blake led her in a "parkour" of sprinting and teleporting.

Rather than saying this is a fortress, it is actually more like a library, a library belonging to the Titans. There are books made of rock and steel specially prepared for giants, and there are also many Titan discs of unknown power.

Information is stored in a high-tech way that the natives of Azeroth don't understand at all.

After all, Loken's title before his fall was the "King of Wisdom" and he was the top spellcaster among the guardians. Therefore, it is completely understandable that there are more books in his place.

"Are you ready?"

Blake waved the scepter of Sargeras and glanced at Fenna beside him. The latter took out a wine bottle and took a deep drink in his mouth. He buckled his helmet with a bang, picked up the Elven Holy Sword, and lit it at his brother. nod.

She said angrily:

"I don't know if it's an illusion, but I feel like I'm in surprisingly good shape today. I think I can deal with Loken. Before I ask for help, you two, please don't interfere, okay?

For such a long time, I have been constantly challenging powerful enemies.

Although the name is to stimulate my divine power, I feel that all my preparations are for today's moment. "

Fenna touched her heart. She could feel her heart beating violently. Perhaps she didn't even notice that light blue spots began to shine in her eyes.

she says:

"I have to finish this fight on my own."

"So maybe you need this?"

The pirate saw that the stupid warrior had made up his mind. Instead of persuading him, he took out the Salamani from his waist and handed it to Fenna. He said:

"How can a samurai travel with only two weapons?"

"Need not."

Fenner shook her head, patted her bag and said:

"Thanks to you, I have many weapons. You two can just be the audience and watch my performance!"

After saying that, Fenner stepped into the portal that Blake opened on the spot. The pirate and Maiev looked at each other and jumped in.

What appeared in front of them was a hall with a very sci-fi atmosphere. A holographic projection of stars belonging to the world of Azeroth was projected into the center of the hall by Titan energy.

On a golden throne covered with dazzling lightning, a giant wearing a white robe and a beard was sitting there. His eyes were filled with white light, like thick thunder surrounding him.

If nothing else, the aura of his appearance alone is enough to announce his identity.

"I have witnessed it."

Loken sat on his throne.

He wanted to use a magnificent speech to show his identity to these ignorant mortals, but his thunderous voice was interrupted rudely by Black just as he started speaking.

The pirate had a wooden face and said expressionlessly:

"I have witnessed the rise and fall of countless empires and the birth and extinction of countless species. For thousands of years, the blind obedience, stubbornness and fragility of the Titan Guardians have not changed.

The fact that we can appear here further confirms this point!

Your master once showed you a future where there was no place for us, so you thought that Azeroth would be reborn in darkness, Yogg-Saron would be released, and the Pantheon would eventually fall!

What I'm curious about is, as a guardian with first-class wisdom, haven't you noticed the changes that have taken place in the stars?

You are the creation of Norgannon the Dreamweaver.

I don't believe that the Titan who guards the mysteries of the stars didn't convey a message to you before he died. I guess that the reason why you surrendered to the ancient gods so easily is probably because you know the cruel answer.

Therefore, Raiden chose to self-exile, and you chose to surrender to the enemy and rebel. You guardians are simply more fragile than us mortals. "

"You! Insolent mortal! You know nothing!"

Black's pretentiousness instantly angered Loken. He roared and stood up from his throne, holding the beating thunder in his hand like the angry Thor and throwing lightning at the pirates.

He roared:

"Ants will not be afraid of the collapse of the world just because the giants fall, because you can't see the black holes when the stars collapse, but I can see it!

There is no hope!

You are just dying! "

"boom"

The lightning thrown by Loken was scattered in the air by Black's Void Tear. The pirate snorted and made a posture to watch the fun. He said disdainfully:

"Everyone is a bastard who has taken refuge in the void, but I didn't decide to destroy the world just because I knew the defeat of the Pantheon. Look, you are worse than a mortal."

"Stop talking about these meaningless things! I'm tired of your quarrels! Loken! I'm here! I'm here to keep the appointment!"

Finna roared, interrupting the verbal quarrel between Loken and Black. The stupid warrior held his two swords and walked towards the King of Wisdom in the face of the thunderbolts called by Loken.

The blue light spots on her body shone brighter with every step she took, and her body expanded with every step she took.

A familiar power rose up in Fenner, causing Loken's expression to change dramatically.

He recognized this aura of power that had been dead for countless years. He looked at Fenna, as if inside the body of this mortal warrior, there was hidden the person he hated most who couldn't see the changes in things and only knew how to work hard. Stubborn bastard.

Tyr!

That pathetic loser who was obviously buried by him.

Those faint blue light points are burning, and every ray of light in those flames represents Fenner's polishing of her own strength and courage in the past time.

Every battle, every challenge, every victory and defeat in each round together constitute the mortal who is striding towards the fallen guardian.

Every step this woman takes becomes heavier, until eventually she even leaves her own footprints in the halls of the Guardians.

Her eyes sparkled with rage, the force that drove the warriors to wield their weapons.

And there was something equally profound tumbling and reverberating in that anger, which seemed to represent a ghost that had been wandering around the world for countless years, finally returning to his hometown at this moment, facing his disappointing brother.

That was a silent rebuke, that was a severe sentence.

It represents the arrival of a daunting ending.

"No! You're not him! You can't be him! He has no bones left!"

Loken retreated in a panic. He formed a thunderbolt in his hand and attacked Finna, but the latter did not dodge and allowed the lightning to collide with the dazzling fire.

Fenner, who was protected by the blue divine power, strode out of the burning flames unscathed, carrying two buzzing swords.

She raised her head and let the thunderstorm blow her long blond hair.

She looked at the frightened guardian in front of her. She knew she would win before she even made a move. The fearful god was as fragile as a mouse in the dark.

At this moment, she felt that these Titans' creations were nothing more than that. They had their own emotions and desires just like mortals, and they also made mistakes.

See, they'll tremble with fear too.

"I'm not Tyr, my name is Fenner!"

The idiot warrior spread her arms, letting the dragon-forged double blades spread out in her hands like a bird spreading its wings. Her voice brought a shock of divine power, as if two voices merged into one in this hall filled with thunder. .

"But I do come with lost justice, and I will bring you this belated judgment. Kneel down! Loken! Your end has come!"