Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Ouch"

The moment Aggramar was pierced by the broken and melted Gungnir spear, a strange ball of blood sprang out from his hot wound, and the evil parasite Drake let out a howling cry of pain.

Its move to control Aggramar just now almost brought it disaster.

The scorching heat gushing from the fallen titan's body almost scalded poor Drake to death on the spot. The titan's blood rushed out of his whole body and was still smoking, as if he had been cooked.

If it hadn't existed in a physical form, that moment would have been enough to send it.

Bastard!

What a damn master!

It was not designed for suicide missions like this! The parasitic ancient god is its current limit. As for the Titan, let's wait for another few thousand years to practice.

With a roar, the parasite turned into blood and disappeared into the shattered star that had been completely burned and burned. It returned to its own body, the Dragon King Devourer, and expressed its protest to Black.

The pirates had to calm it down and reassure it for what must be the last billion times.

The Zenidal has completely changed its appearance now.

The Holy Light Spaceship was originally very big and beautiful, but now it has been completely wrapped into a "zongzi" by the roots of the Mother of All Things.

It also had to use all its strength to lift up the Tree of Life it was carrying bit by bit and fly towards the sea of ​​stars. From a distance, it looked like a tree flying in the sky.

The lower roots of the tree are still dripping with life-rich liquid, which represents the pain of the mother of life cutting off her roots.

But no one will pay attention to Lord Eonar.

Even the Life Titan himself didn't care much about his own situation.

Everyone's eyes are looking at the burning collapsing earth below. In the center of the earth, which is as blazing as the sun, the melted Odin is still sitting in the final confrontation with Aggramar.

He maintained his assassin's stance, using his only remaining arm to grab the blazing broken spear and continuously piercing it towards Aggramar's Titan body.

He gritted his teeth, like a dying wolf piercing his enemy's throat. He could only survive by sipping the blood shed by his enemy. But to be honest, the injuries Odin tried his best to inflict were not fatal to the fallen Titan.

Aggramar just made a casual move, and the embarrassed Odin was thrown away.

He stood up, grabbed the broken spear inserted into his body and pulled it out, melting the blazing war spear in the burning fire in his hand. He lifted Tesarak and walked towards Odin, expressionlessly lifting the giant spear as if executing him. sword.

Odin lay in the flames. The sacrifice from Death Wish left him with no power to resist after completing the great deed of stabbing the Titan. However, when his one eye saw the bleeding wound on Aggramar, he let out a hoarse low voice. Another arrogant laugh.

There he lay.

Lying at the feet of the fallen Titan, his arrogant posture did not look like a loser at all, but rather like a winner.

Ignoring the burning Tesharak, he said:

"us.

We guardians were created by the Creator of the Pantheon, and we were cast into the stars to drive away the night, like flying fireflies falling from the hands of the gods to the human world, bringing the light of order to life.

Every day and night is a battlefield, and there is only one way for us to go, surrounded by evil and corruption.

We must become stronger, we must survive in battle, and we may even have to do ugly things to maintain our dignity, for the sake of the order that the gods expect to be shaped by our hands.

That is the only way we can please our Creator.

We never stop because our mission is on our side.

As for you.

Fallen Creator, I am here today to pursue rebellion, not because I have deviated from the way of order, but because I adhere to the mission and oath you have given us!

Haha, gods?

Pooh!

You never defeated us!

You and your dark masters will never be able to defeat the unyielding creation you have created with your own hands!

Warriors of Azeroth!

Continue fighting! ! ! "

Odin's roar resounded throughout the burning world, causing the heroic spirits standing on the Zenidar to roar loudly in obedience to the war declaration of their Lord of War and send off.

Faced with this declaration of rebellion from an unfaithful creature, Aggramar responded with a cold blow to the head.

The burning Tesarak completely left Odin's unyielding roar in time, and the bursting flames crushed everything here.

Under the wrath of the fallen titan, this small world that lost the protection of the living titan was unable to resist the coming destruction.

It was almost detonated from the center of the earth, and in just an instant it turned into fragments of the world flying among the dark stars. In the hot burning fragments, Aggramar stared at the Zenidar flying into the stars. After a few steps, the world collapsed and he slammed his burning sword against the World Tree.

Odin is gone.

He didn't believe there was anyone else who was as difficult and annoying as he was.

But it turns out.

have!

After witnessing the heroic sacrifice of the Lord of War, Heimdall, who was most loyal to Odin, was furious to the extreme. Seeing Taysalak smashing towards the World Tree, the heroic general also ignited his immortality wish at this moment. The anger rose into the sky, hindering the speeding Titan's sword at the expense of itself.

Heimdall's self-sacrifice bought the others on the spacecraft a little time to react. Old Dai Lin, who was so excited that he couldn't control himself, glanced at his children and yelled to rush out, but was punched by Fenner with quick eyes and hands. On the back of the head, knocking him down on the spot prevented the old guy from making a meaningless sacrifice.

Because someone has already stepped in as a substitute.

"Holy Light. I have seen my true destiny! It is here! Right now"

An awkward but not unpleasant baby sound sounded from the cockpit of the Zenidar. Amidst the exclamations of a group of warriors of the Holy Light Legion, Zera's body appeared outside the spacecraft shining like light.

She was standing between Tesarak and Zenidar, who were coming with desperate killing intent. She used her slender and graceful crystal body and the burst of holy light to block the terrifying Titan's Blade outside the World Tree.

In the last flash of light, Zela's consciousness turned into a song of courage that spread throughout the hearts of the Zenidar.

She was inspiring them to keep fighting.

Then, amidst the sound of broken glass, the hot golden holy light exerted a terrifying thrust on the hull of the Zenidal spacecraft that had lost its energy, just like the explosion of the sun, pushing the spacecraft carrying the Tree of Life roaring. Jump into the stars.

Several Star Saints were already waiting there.

They saw everything that happened in this world, and even the Star Saints, who were always known for their rationality and coldness, were moved by it. They came to the front of the Zenidar spacecraft in a blink of an eye, and jointly opened a bug out of the dark star field. Hole.

Just like a magical black wrapper, it covered the Zenidal and the tree of life it carried, and then quietly rotated and closed in the next moment.

The stars that were noisy just now were completely quiet at this moment.

Only the burning wreckage of the world was scattered among the dark stars, and Aggramar stepped onto the stars and picked up his burning sword suspended in the star sea.

He glanced at the dim fragments belonging to Naaru that had been shattered on the ground in front of him. Zeira was shattered by his full blow. The creation of the Holy Light Force was not as powerful as Titan in terms of quality.

Her light has been extinguished, but she burns herself to gain hope for the stars to fight back.

Maybe he died without regrets.

But if these broken Holy Light Crystals are allowed to remain here, they will soon gather huge dark power and transform the dead Naaru into the God of the Void.

Aggramar cannot allow this.

He raised the flaming sword to smash the dim Naaru core in front of him, but he stopped again. He looked at the poor things around him with some languid interest, stretched out his hand to touch the bleeding wound on his body, and then strode forward leave.

The capture of the Living Titan failed.

The purpose of those rebels was also exposed. They went to the stars not to attack the demons, but to collect the souls of the Titans and continue to fight against the Dark Pantheon.

Therefore, their next target must be the other Titan Souls in Antorus Burning Throne.

He has seen with his own eyes the terrifying spirit of sacrifice of these rebels, which makes them very difficult to deal with. He does not think that demons alone can resist them.

Therefore, he must rush back to the battlefield before the Azeroth rebels break through the Argus Fortress, otherwise it will be too late.

Nearly ten minutes after Aggramar left, Star Saint Algalon, who had been hiding in the nearby black hole, sneakily appeared on this dead battlefield.

He was very emotional and recorded all this with the platinum disc he carried with him, and then collected the remains of Zera, the Mother of Holy Light, and prepared to take them back to the Legion of Holy Light.

Later, Algalon came to the broken star again, intending to pick up a few "souvenirs" to take back to the Titan Guardians so that they could express their grief for their brothers who died in battle.

He found Odin's melted broken spear in the burning ruins.

That thing has changed beyond recognition like a black piece of iron, but it has been transformed by the blood of the Titans. Perhaps in the hands of a good craftsman, it can be remade into an excellent weapon.

There is also the Shield of Aggramar, which was shattered by Aggramar himself. Although the shield is broken, it can be repaired, just like Blake repaired the Tidestone.

It will continue to adhere to the mission of its birth and protect the order of Azeroth and the stars in the future era.

Algalon came to Odin's headless body. He squatted down with a respectful gesture, intending to collect Odin's body, but soon, Star Saint discovered something strange.

Although Odin's brain has been smashed open, his weak and almost stagnant thinking core miraculously remains intact.

Could it be that Aggrama missed his sword?

But splitting open the guardian's steel head so fiercely, punitively destroying all other parts without damaging the core of the mind.

You say such fatal precision is an accident?

Who believes this!

"Lord Aggramar. Could it be?"

The Star Sage carefully removed the weak and dim core of thinking and put it in his luggage. He also removed the entire hard drive and emotional circuit of Odin's memory database, and finally took Odin's burning eyes in his hand.

He quickly disappeared among the stars to catch up with the Zenidal spacecraft that had been sent away.

He had a bold idea that he wanted to discuss immediately with the Titan of Life and the cunning Black.

Of course, before leaving, the diligent and thrifty Star Saint did not forget to collect the Eye of Aman'Thul suspended in the remains of the world and the roots of the Tree of Life that were scattered due to the collapse of the world.

Although Master Eonar broke these roots and caused them to lose their vitality, they are the carriers of the Life Titan after all, and they don't even need additional processing to become a star-level caster holy object.

Even if you are a Star Sage, you have to live.

After the collapse of the Pantheon, there was no longer any salary to collect. To cope with the expenses of traveling among the stars, he had to find some way to generate income. Otherwise, where do you think the treasures in Algalon's treasure chest come from?

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"Zela's touching self-sacrifice moved me so much that I will never speak ill of her again."

As the Zenidal moved forward slowly through the wormhole, Blake's voice came from the head of Drake lying on the ground in the cage on the lower deck of the spacecraft.

He comforted the weak and exhausted Drake and said to the people outside the cage:

"But her departure caused the Zenidar to lose power. Although the Star Saint helped open the wormhole, your arrival at Argus will inevitably be delayed by a few days. I can't accompany you here to endure it.

There are big things to do over there.

So, see you on Argus, everyone. "

"Go ahead, Blake."

After witnessing Odin's death in battle, Layden entered the emo state again and sat beside the cage in despair. The Virgin of Purity comforted him silently. Layden lowered his head and said to Blake:

"We also need a few days to adjust our minds, but don't worry, I guarantee that after arriving at Argus, what you will see will be a group of warriors full of fighting spirit."

"I have no doubt about it. Odin's departure will not make you lose your fighting spirit, it will only make you full of anger. His courage is an inspiration to everyone.

His sacrifice cannot be allowed to go in vain. "

Black's mind separated from the body of the Dragon King Devourer bit by bit. Before entering the lightless sea, he winked at Xal'atath who was reluctant but very weak and uncomfortable and said:

"My little baby, when we meet again, I will give you a 'gift' that will make you happy. Also, Sephiel helped me take good care of Fenna. What happened today greatly stimulated her.

Maybe it's because fools are always sentimental. "

"Well, don't worry, Captain."

The reliable first parasaurus blew a kiss into the sky and said:

"I will bring them back safely. In addition, Dean Lanyue heard about your overly rich private love life. She said that you cannot do magic research well like this.

She said she would take time to talk to you. As for Xal'atath and I, we are actually not angry anymore. "

"Haha, I said I have something urgent. Let's wait until after the war to talk about these details."

The pirates seemed to be fleeing and slipped into the aftermath of the Sunless Sea.

The next moment, Drake, who was extremely exhausted, closed his eyes and began to fall asleep. Hum, he lent his body to his stinky master for a fight and ended up with injuries all over his body, including all of his teeth. This was really It's too awful.

I won’t borrow it again next time!

Damn it.

The pirate returned to Argus from the lightless sea reflected on the material world with ease. On the way, he also met the generous Lord of the Void and exchanged a few words with the latter.

After taking a moment to return to his body, the pirate yawned, rubbed his forehead and opened his eyes. Then a sharp pain surged into his heart, as if his body had been stepped on by a hundred mammoths when he left. It hurts just like it used to.

What's going on here?

With doubts, Blake opened his eyes and saw the beaten little Xingxing with a bruised nose and swollen face, howling and fighting fiercely with the big blue demon in front of him.

The little star in the pirate's memory had never been so brave. She even stared at the magic missile with such bravery that she bit off several of Archimonde's fingers.

Wow, this is too brave, right?

Is this still the cowardly little star that I know?

No, that should be the question.

Did he take the wrong path when returning from the Sunless Sea and come to an inexplicable parallel world, and in this parallel world, Little Xingxing is an extremely brave and reckless woman?

The pirate blinked and said to himself:

Well, it can't be so unlucky, right?