Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1883 11. Kill the devil before the devil kills us and we win!

The Titan gods summoned the ruins of the Pantheon, and used the ultimate burst of arcane force to completely seal the dark evil god outside the material world.

It may seem like the end of one war, but what it really represents is just the beginning of another.

The demons who had entered Azeroth felt the disappearance of the dark god's aura, which really made these destroyers feel panicked at that moment.

But then the last roar from the Dark Titan before it was sealed exploded in the hearts of almost every demon in an echoing manner.

"Continue to fight! Destroy!"

The divine words of hatred and loathing are like inviolable laws. Although the master of the fel domain has been sealed, the fel force controlled by him is still operating according to Sargeras' last order.

The brilliance from the original force is shining on the demons who participated in the final battle. This power has not been weakened by the demise of Sargeras. On the contrary, it has entered a state of "general explosion" with the departure of the gods.

To put it simply, after Sargeras was sealed, the demons who entered the material world entered a state of "enrage" and "enhancement" that could not be dispelled.

This has immediate and devastating consequences.

In less than twenty minutes, fifteen cities in the entire world of Azeroth were breached,

The demon legion across the stars and seas finally erupted with their due destructive power. They were like a black tide sweeping across the mountains and rivers of the earth, razing everything to the ground wherever they went.

His Majesty Varian, who has been fighting continuously for nearly ten days, is already in the form of a scruffy old man with a mess of stubble.

He hadn't taken off his armor for more than seven days, and this imposing emperor was now like a slovenly beggar, with a terrible smell all over his body.

But no one made any suggestions or opinions because of this, because everyone around the emperor did.

Even those spellcasters who have always paid attention to temperament and demeanor would like to take a nap anywhere with their staffs, they are too tired.

Everyone is tired.

Morale is a thing that goes all out, then declines, and then exhausts, but it has been so long since the war broke out, and morale has long been forgotten.

The soldiers are now numb to fighting, and they are fighting with their last breath.

Once the breath dissipated, everything was over.

Varian saw the surging demon black tide on the high tower, but there was no wave in his tired heart, and he calmly looked over the creations that brought destruction, and looked at the gloomy black ink Green light divides the border of the sky into two halves.

There remained a group of light spots like a mushroom cloud.

That is very far away.

"The general of Watchfort sent back a final message, Your Majesty."

The unshaven Shaw blinked his bloodshot eyes, and handed the battle report in his hand to Varian, who took it in his hand and glanced at it. There was only one sentence on it:

"Watching Castle was invaded by demons, we will burn jade and stone together, and may the empire last forever."

Varian's heart tightened suddenly.

He silently squeezed the battle report in his hand into a ball, and a few seconds later, another stream of light exploded in another place, which was still far away and out of sight.

"Lake Town"

The young emperor sighed and shook his head.

He turned back to Shaw and said:

"Issue the emperor's order to all parts of the empire, and immediately drop the return bomb to the predetermined city! The time for the decisive battle has come!"

"Your Majesty, it's not enough."

Archmage Marin rubbed his eyes, glanced at his daughter who was sleeping drowsily holding the staff next to him, and said in a low voice:

"The homing bombs we have on hand are not enough to cover the cities that the empire is still resisting, and that thing is unstable, with an efficiency of only 80%.

That's something you only use when you're desperate. "

"No, that's our last dignity."

The emperor corrected what the loyal old mage said. He leaned on the emperor's sword in his hand, closed his eyes slightly and said:

"The gods have finished fighting the battle of the gods, and the mortals should take their banners when they come down. I don't know if I can survive, but I know that if I am going to die, then I hope to bring more demons to be buried with me .

That's all. "

After finishing speaking, the emperor patted Xiao Er on the shoulder and said:

"It's an honor to work with you."

"I am honored too, Your Majesty."

Shaw grinned and said in a low voice:

"Your name will go down in history, Your Majesty. You are the first emperor to drop bombs on his own people and soldiers on his own land. Maybe the children of later generations will call you 'tyrant' because of this."

"Oh, I'd be honored then."

Varian shrugged, took the helmet from the side attendant and snapped it on his head, glanced at the crowd, and said:

"Is Arthas still here?"

"He won't be coming."

Grand Duke Bolvar Fortagan was sitting cross-legged on the ground to write a final farewell letter to his daughter. While thinking about the words, the Grand Knight said:

"That prince is a real lover. He must have gone to Kul Tiras by now. Maybe he will propose to Her Highness Jaina at this time."

"He has the guts?"

Varian looked at the dwarf gyroplane taking off from the tower and the big iron shell bomb hanging under the gyroplane. The weird lights shining around the bomb made people dazzled.

The relaxed emperor joked as he prepared for a fight to the death:

"Is he not afraid that the evil god will break his leg?"

"Your Majesty, we are all going to die."

His Excellency the Archbishop of Holy Light, Benedictas, who has always been rigid and rigorous, had a rare humor for a while.

The Holy Light Sage, who lost his chance to seek refuge in the darkness because the ancient god died too early, and turned to the light under the guidance of Archbishop Natalie Selin, without crooked eyes, squeezed his eyes and said:

"Even Shengguang can't force a boy with love in his heart to express his love to a girl at this time. After all, who hasn't been young?"

"Hahaha"

The commanders on the entire tower let out the kind of greasy laughter that only old men can understand. This scene is matched with the group of demons roaring and crossing the broken city wall not far away, and the background of the city that is about to flood is somewhat weird .

It's as if a group of people completely lost their minds and went crazy in despair.

But high above, Kelsey Steelspark, the pink-haired master gnome agent, was laughing on a gnome gyrocopter surrounded by swarms of mephits, chewing gum.

This fierce dwarf girl stepped on the seat of the gyroplane and fired a steaming rapid-fire gun with the other hand. She also had a blood-red headband tied on her forehead, looking extremely fierce.

While yelling and attacking mephits, he yelled at Overspark, a dwarf engineering master who was driving a rotorcraft:

"Height enough! Drop the bomb, and this cute big bomb will surprise the demons. Double the surprise! Oye!"

She bit off the ring of the grenade, and slammed into the doomsday guard who was rushing over, and was just throwing it into the mouth of the ugly demon. With a bang, the demon rushed over in pain and smashed the rotorcraft.

The two dwarves were being grabbed by the upper demon and wanted to be crushed, but they didn't care. They just looked down at the big bomb that fell from the sky at the same time.

The round shell was smeared with strange skulls that only dwarves could understand, and the small lights dotted on it flickered like a horse, and finally all turned red.

With a loud bang, a strange white light erupted in the center of Stormwind City on the land where the group of demons roared, and the accompanying order energy formed a milky white impact ring while shattering the city, sweeping across this mess like a sickle. earth.

Those demons who have been strengthened by fel energy cannot withstand this burst of pure titan power, and will be burned to ashes at the moment of contact.

After the energy explosion in just a few seconds, the emptied battlefield looked a bit messy, and an ugly big hole was left in the most prosperous business district of Stormwind City.

If the Brotherhood of Masons were hired to restore it, the cost would be astronomical.

The power of the bomb was extremely strong, killing thousands of demons in an instant, but it was not enough to stop the demons. In an instant, more demons rushed into the weird smoke cloud with the power of order that made them uncomfortable. battlefield.

The first wave of demons howled and wanted to raze the place, but the moment these crazy monsters set foot on the damaged city wall, they seemed to sense something dangerous and stopped in unison.

"what!!!"

Amidst the elongated scream of a female voice, under the watchful eyes of the group of demons, two weird-looking "mechanical gnomes" fell from the sky dancing and hugging each other, and then hit the ground in front of them with a bang.

A flesh and blood body dropped from such a height would definitely turn into mud, but the two steel gnomes jumped up as if nothing happened, tearing at each other and blaming each other for the unplanned fall.

They even took out the weird titan wrench and beat each other until a felguard couldn't stand it any longer and swung his ax with a whoosh and sent two noisy midgets flying.

This blow brought the demons back to their senses.

They remembered their purpose of coming here, and charged forward again, shouting.

"Hey! Who allowed you to step into my city? Have you paid the toll in the Golden Town?"

A cry of steel clashing sounded from the ruined walls outside the explosion crater.

The fel lord who was leading the charge turned his head against the big axe, and saw a steel vrykul wearing lion armor standing up from the ruins of the collapsed tower.

He moved his shoulders to let the dust fly away, and the steel-shaped face could more or less see Varian Wrynn's determination. This guy held the Emperor's Sword and the Ashbringer with only the hilt in his hands.

He stared at the demons pouring over, his steel face showed a eagerness to fight.

Behind him, Shaw, who hid in the shadow of the Silent Man and was not affected by the Homing Bomb, moved the six tentacles and spider legs that grew out of his back to release the form of God's Chosen, and took out The horn at the waist was placed next to the mouth full of sharp teeth, and it seemed to cast a mocking glance at the demons rushing up.

He whispered in Shasiyar:

"Frail little devils, welcome to the age of mythology."

"woo woo woo"

The low sound of the horn echoed in the dead city after the bombing. Under the dumbfounded gaze of the demons, one tall figure after another was awakened from the ruins and stood up again.

They were still wearing tattered armor and clothes from long-term battles, and holding completely disproportionate toy-like weapons in their hands, feeling the power of steel bestowed by their ancestors after returning to their source.

Just like the last eight hundred warriors of the legendary Battle of Argus returned to the battlefield as mythical heroes under the inspiration of the gods, the same miracle is also reappearing on the land of the eastern continent of Azeroth at this desperate moment .

It is no longer a solitary army of 800, nor is it a one-in-a-thousand choice of gods and gods. Everyone who has survived the ten-day fierce battle and still stepped into the final battle with both feet has received such a "blessing of returning to the source".

Like a steel army that came out of the age of mythology, like the legendary army that destroyed the world of Argus head-on, they shed their weak flesh and blood under the call of the emperor's horn, and will face the threat of demons with steel.

The world of Azeroth is like a blind box with multiple seals.

The first floor is the stubborn resisters, and the second floor is the endless emergence of warriors and demigods. After finally defeating the first two floors to the third floor, it was finally opened.

Huo, man, the weary fighters who survived came to a Super Saiyan transformation in place.

Ha, are you surprised?

Is it surprising?

"Soldiers!"

Varian Man of Steel Ashbringer God of Warriors II Wrynn easily smashed the head of the fel lord who was still struggling under his feet.

He held up the Ashbringer that burned like a blade of light in his hand, and under the watchful eyes of the Iron Warriors, the blade swung downwards, and its flying blade pointed directly at the people who were being slaughtered by the Iron Guards like chopping melons and vegetables. of demons.

The emperor's voice reverberated across the world, like a roar, like a judgment.

"Follow me to fight back!"

——

"boom"

The door of a certain room in Boralus Stelling Fortress was kicked open,

Mrs. Catherine, the pirate governor in military uniform, rushed in with a sword in hand. When she saw the little daughter who was hurriedly arranging her clothes and the big pig's hooves who had taken off her shirt, she immediately became angry.

Her Majesty cried out:

"What time is this! You two are still here as lovers! Are you trying to piss me off? Are you trying to piss off your father and your big brother!

A painter in Tandred is wearing a battle armor on the city wall! You are still here as his sister

Pooh!

Break your legs! "

"Listen to my explanation."

Jaina blushed and wanted to explain, but her mother didn't listen at all, she pulled her behind, raised her sword with a whoosh and pressed it against Arthas Menethil's neck.

His Royal Highness the Human Sword Saint Prince has a hundred ways to deal with the situation in front of him, but he is so guilty that he dare not move at all.

"I'm going to give you"

An angry Catherine gritted her teeth, but before she could finish her sentence, the wall behind her exploded.

Amidst the blue fury, Miss Fenna, the eldest daughter of the sea, appeared amidst the smoke and dust, holding the Titan Killer in one hand and the heads of seven or eight high-ranking demons tied together in the other.

First he glanced at his sister who was disheveled and flushed, and then at Alsace who was naked from the waist up.

Fenner curled her lips, casually threw the demon's head aside, hooked her left foot, and Alsace's saber was thrown into his hand.

"Mom, leave this to me, I'm a professional."

Fenner waved to Catherine's mother, turned her head to look at Alsace in a parental gesture, stretched out her hand to poke the little prince's chest, and said:

"You want to marry my sister?"

"Well, I really want to, this is my wish and ideal in life!"

"Are you qualified?"

"Emmmm, I think I'm enough."

"Don't think so, you idiot!"

Fenner crossed her hips in an old-fashioned way, pointing out at the chaotic city, and the low-pitched plane roared in the sky at the end of the coast. It was a bomber taking off from Mechagon.

Three planes carrying three homing bombs are about to launch a bombing raid on Boralus, as Laike had planned long ago.

The stupid warrior stretched his neck, and said to the blushing Alsace:

"Our Proudmoore family has a martial tradition, so if you can kill a thousand, um, three thousand demons after the battle.

I will decide to marry my sister to you. "

"you?"

Arthas glanced at the energetic, stupid warrior, and whispered:

"You can be the master of ghosts, do you want to blow the pillow wind on Bo Laike? Besides, your brother made my sister pregnant! This is my revenge."

"What are you mumbling about?"

Fenner asked angrily.

Alsace didn't dare to say any more, he could only take a look at Jaina, put on his battle armor and carried the sword on his back, turned around and jumped out of the crack in the wall blasted by Fenner.

This is a height of nearly 100 meters.

But Arthas opened his arms like a bird, feeling the throbbing of the fall, opened his eyes when he was about to hit the ground, and drew his sword forward with cold killing intent.

The next moment, sword shadows flew wildly, and more than a dozen demons fell to the ground and their heads flew around.

This trick is called the Elimination Blade!

He stole it from the greenskins.

"Yo, not bad."

Fenner admired this scene, whistling and bragging:

"It's barely one-tenth as good as me, my little girl has a good eye, hey, what is that old man Dai Lin doing standing on the pier?

Also put on the kind of two poses embracing the sun.

He can no longer be strengthened by Homing Bomb.

This idiot!

Little sister, don't straighten your skirt, the blind will see it!

Dare to wear black at a young age, it is really tasteful, come on! Let's get that old bastard back. "

(end of this chapter)