Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 612 165. Odin is displeased! --Added update for the birth of the baby【2030】

Blake shouted to abandon ship, which was very characteristic of pirates.

But no one has time to pay attention to this right now. When they realized that Deathwing was coming to spread destruction, everyone above the castle became confused.

Windrunner's mother and Varian each carried several children toward the edge of the castle, while the trolls jumped even more crazily from high places. They were rough-skinned and fleshy, and were not worried about being thrown to death.

The Elf Rangers and Phoenix Mages below also realized the problem.

They were below to catch the children who were thrown from high places, and there were also hooks and locks thrown to the edge of the castle for the adults to slide down.

The scene was extremely chaotic for a while.

Deathwing's advance was very fast. When the little star carried dozens of elves and human children into the sky, the fallen dragon had already entered the broken city of Dalaran with the magic chasing from behind.

Wherever it went, cracks in the ground spurted out spurts of magma.

The crumbling buildings were crushed to pieces by the chaotic gravity of its wings.

The eldest cousin's head was constantly spewing out the blood of corruption, and when the hot dragon's blood was sprinkled on the ground, it was created into a weird corrosive ooze monster. It was using this method to pollute the land.

The concentration of the void is constantly increasing, even though most of the place has been destroyed, but under the wrath of Deathwing, it wants this stupid city to become a sad footnote in history.

The paladins who protected the retreat of the innocent people used their silver hands to shape a very large barrier on the edge of the city, protecting the last batch of panicked people from evacuating the city.

The golden luster of the holy light made Deathwing extremely dissatisfied.

It used its broken tail like a long whip to whip hard as it flew by. With only one attack, it shattered the barriers of the Paladins and turned its head to spit.

The shadow flames that melted everything fell from the sky, causing heavy damage to the Paladins in an instant. However, with the Silver Hand protecting them, it did not cause total destruction.

This made Deathwing even more dissatisfied.

It feels that everything is not going well today. After suffering two humiliating headshots, is it now so weak that it cannot even kill a group of insect paladins?

What a shame!

It's all the pirates' fault!

Thinking of this, the Fallen Dragon King's hatred for the insect Black increased to a higher level. Its huge burning wings flapped a little faster, making it rush towards the collapsed and tilted Violet Castle in front of him like a black battering ram.

It sensed that the damn pirates and Anduin Lothar, the core figure of human civilization, were both there.

"Die! Die!"

Deathwing roared loudly, and first sprayed out the shadow flames covering the entire castle. The black fire fell from the sky and enveloped the entire unlucky castle.

And in the brutal collision of the World Destroyer's huge body, the tilted and collapsed castle was completely smashed into pieces.

That scene was like a battering ram hitting a burning castle head-on. No matter how connected the castle was to the underground magic network, how sophisticated and powerful its internal defense magic was, or what unique methods were used to build it. The structure was all destroyed by this collision.

With the collapsed Violet Castle as the core, a huge energy shock ring spurted out in all directions, blasting a huge gap into the already shattered ground.

Those trolls and elves who had no time to escape seemed to be thrown into the wildest tide under this collision, and most of them died on the spot.

Those who survive will forever live in the shadow of Deathwing's tyranny.

"Ha ha"

Varian Wrynn was breathing hard in the smoke and dust of the ruins. He felt breathless, and the holy light around him shattered into pieces when he raised his head.

Beside him was Fenna Golden Sword, which was protected by his holy light.

The stupid warrior turned pale at this moment. The half-elf once thought she was fearless, but it was not until she experienced the consecutive events in Dalaran that she realized that she was not as fearless and determined as she thought.

The Barrier of Azzinoth on her arm has been shattered by a third in the crazy collision of Deathwing just now. Even the hardest magic steel in the Twisting Nether is still fragile when facing the Destroyer. Like a child's toy.

Fortunately, this shield blocked the impact, otherwise Varian would have no chance to save her.

In the collapsed ruins at the rear, with smoke and dust flying everywhere, the disgraced Windrunner mother dragged her severely injured pet Minnie out of the collapse and limped out.

She was almost buried under the collapsed rubble just now.

However, the best feature of being an undead is that she cannot feel physical pain, which allows General Lilesa to basically maintain her combat effectiveness.

"Dad, save me!"

Behind Windrunner's mother, Caitlin Ruinweaver, the former daughter-in-law of the family, was now frightened.

She squatted in the ruins, holding her head in her hands, screaming for her archmage father to come and save her.

But in the current scene, let alone an archmage, even asking Queen Azshara, the most powerful spellcaster in the history of Azeroth, would probably be too much.

After all, what they have to face is the ultimate "nightmare" in this magical world.

"Marshal! Marshal! Are you still there?"

With his armor shattered and his waist and abdomen crushed, Varian struggled to get up with Trollbane's battle ax and staggered towards the smoke-filled ruins of the impact ahead.

As he ran, he called to Lothar.

At his feet were strewn with corpses of trolls who had been killed by the impact. It was ironic that these guys had followed their chiefs for the dream of the empire, but ended up in such a miserable end.

"Blake! Blake! Are you still alive? Squeak!"

Fenner is also looking for people she cares about.

The idiot warrior's condition was much better than that of Varian. It was probably due to the effect of Tyr's divine power in her body that after enduring such a disaster, she was almost unscathed except for her appearance.

She carried the broken shield and the legendary sword and searched blindly around her. Behind her, she looked at Windrunner's mother, who was sitting on the gravel and resting, shaking her head.

The chief retainer raised his bow, opened it with difficulty, and fired an arrow of wind, which dispersed the smoke and flames dancing around, revealing the scene of impacting the center of the ruins.

Blake is there.

He and Lothar held the battle-scarred Shield of Odin above their heads, one on the left and the other on the right. The large protective shield helped them block Deathwing's shadow breath, and protected the two of them from being destroyed when the castle was shattered. Crushed to death by gravel.

Behind them, Zul'jin, who had turned into a wild bear, was also pushing away the stone that was pressing his legs with one claw.

This troll chief is extremely lucky.

His position meant that he was only half burned by the dragon's breath, and the divine power of the four Loa gathered in his body allowed him to survive the most difficult moment of falling.

Perhaps the remaining power of the Amani Empire was protecting him, and his injuries were much better than Lothar's.

"Haha, it really fits the scene of a fight to the death."

Zuljin coughed and spurted blood. He transformed into a human again and rushed towards Lothar again regardless of the situation. Even though he knew that he should evacuate at this moment, the madness in his one eye meant that Zuljin was still unwilling to let go. A good opportunity to kill Lothar.

"puff"

As soon as the old marshal stood up, he spat out a mouthful of poisonous blood in a dizzy manner. The poison Kargas left in his body has exploded, and the elf secret medicine is losing its effectiveness.

"Hey, I think it's time to go."

Black said something to Lothar.

The latter propped up his body with the Emperor's Sword, staring at Zuljin who was rushing towards him like a madman. He raised his left hand and hooked Black.

The pirate curled his lips, knowing that he could not persuade this old man who was determined to die, so he handed him the Shield of Odin in his hand.

As he retreated into the shadows, Blake whispered:

"Don't think that you can escape your fate this way. I saved you from your fate, not to let you die in the hands of an old, blind, and rude troll bastard."

"This is the future I choose, Blake."

Lothar slapped the Shield of Odin with the Emperor's Sword, enduring the pain of violent piercing in his body. He held the round shield in front of him, dragging the sword with his right hand and charged towards Zuljin.

He said:

"You said that I am as free as you, and I also have the right to choose. Only if I die can they work together. We humans are so ugly, right?"

"You're just running away from greatness."

Blake dropped these words indifferently and jumped into the shadows.

He is unwilling to participate in this battle. The shining runes on Lothar's body represent that Odin is paying attention to this battle. Once he participates, Odin will be greatly dissatisfied.

He didn't want to offend the King of War at this time.

"boom"

Zuljin's arm blade stabbed the shield of Odin hard, and the voodoo lightning and poison spread out. In the desolate ruins, Lothar roared and waved the emperor's sword towards Zuljin. Cut it down.

The troll tried to dodge, but Lothar used his round shield to push him back.

The old marshal was spurting blood.

Every time he takes a step forward, poisonous blood will flow out of the corner of his mouth, but the more he does this, the stronger his power seems to be, the more painful he is, and the more intense his anger rises.

His cheeks were extremely pale, and his eyes were extremely determined.

Zuljin, who was originally not afraid of the majesty of Stromka's blade, felt his heart tremble when he saw Lothar's eyes.

Perhaps this was how Emperor Thoradin killed his ancestor Dasa three thousand years ago.

This moment is just like that moment.

Zul'jin was distraught.

He was forced back by a dying man. His arm blade kept swinging, but every blow was blocked by Lothar with the light Odin Shield. However, Stromka's slash was beyond his control. evasive.

After all, he only has one hand.

Either for defense or offense.

But the advantage is still on his side!

Lothar was poisoned and his body couldn't hold on. As long as he persisted, victory would be achieved.

"boom"

The old marshal seemed to have guessed Zuljin's plan.

With blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, he grinned a ferocious and wild smile, waved his left arm, and hit Zuljin with a fierce shield blow on the cheek, shattering his troll fangs.

The blow sent him flying backwards.

Then Lothar threw away Odin's shield, held the sword in both hands, and rose from the ground. Amidst the harsh roar of the war cry, he slashed down the sword that was wrapped in anger like lightning.

Execution and beheading!

"puff"

The Emperor's Sword slashed through Zul'jin's left arm, tearing almost half of the troll chief's body apart and splitting his heart in two. At the moment when his life ended, the last descendant of Amani also raised his arm blade.

The Fist of the Gods used by the ancestors turned into a last-ditch effort. The sharp blade penetrated Lothar's chest and came out from the old marshal's back.

"ah"

Under the severe pain, Lothar's sword swept upwards. In the splash of blood, Zuljin's blood-stained and ferocious head flew out, traced a trajectory in the air, and hit Wari, who was roaring and rushing over. Set your feet.

"do not come!"

Lothar supported his body with his sword and picked up the Shield of Odin under his feet. The moment Zuljin's headless body fell, he felt the endless scorching heat gathering above him.

The bald old man shouted, but Varian turned a deaf ear, but was pulled back by Fenner and Black behind him.

"No! Don't! Come back! Don't! Father!!! Don't!"

Varian had lost all sense at this point.

He yelled, his eyes full of tears.

In front of his eyes, he saw Deathwing appearing like destruction on the edge of the ruins. The fallen dragon lay in the ruins of the city, with its head raised high.

The burning eyes above the world-destroying iron jaw were filled with the arrogant smile of a successful conspiracy. Even though the dragon's horn was broken, even though the blood spurted from his forehead, and even though he was in a miserable state, Deathwing still let out a victor's roar at this moment.

Deathwing looked at Anduin Lothar in front of him and took a deep breath.

This dragon's breath completely broke the backbone of human civilization!

Lothar raised her head.

The weak marshal held a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. The tattered cloak behind him was swaying in the scorching heat, and blood from the corners of his mouth was still flowing out, representing the dissipation of life.

He looked at the Destroyer in front of him, shook his head, clenched his sword and shield, and became furious. The next moment.

charge!

"Evil dragon! Don't even think about destroying us!"

When rushing to the end of the diagonally upward ruins, Lothar rushed into the sky with a heroic leap. He faced Deathwing's eyes, and when the scorching shadow flames were about to spurt out, he slashed the Emperor's Sword in his hand. Throw it out hard.

He used Fenner Golden Sword's move.

This was enough to make the stupid warrior burst into tears at this moment.

The shattering throw carried Lothar's last anger, pushing the human emperor's sword forward. At the moment Lothar was engulfed by the shadow flames, it stabbed hard between Deathwing's eyes.

"Evil dragon! How dare you destroy my best warrior! It was a mistake to keep you here in the first place!"

Above the sky, in the Rainbow Bridge, the angry King of War suddenly stood up from his throne, and the roar of the one-eyed Odin spread throughout the northern sky in an instant.

"Feel the wrath of this Hall of Valor!"

"die!"

"Wow"

As Odin's empty hand threw downwards, the lightning spear that penetrated the world shot out from the Hall of Valor. With Deathwing completely unable to dodge, it pierced its body from behind. In the scream of the fallen dragon king, , the entire city was completely covered by Odin's anger at this moment.

This is not over yet

"Go and carry out my excommunication! Clean up those filthy things!"

The King of War gave an order, and the Rainbow Bridge suddenly opened.

As Black watched with a long voice, golden meteors wrapped with thunder and lightning fell from the sky, and the golden Valkyrie Valkyrie galloped between heaven and earth riding white Pegasus and holding battle flags.

Lothar used his life to complete the test of courage for mankind.

The stinky pirate shook his head, patted the shoulder of Varian who was kneeling and crying bitterly, and said:

"Remember this day, remember who he died for. He said you are ugly, and I think so too. He earned your future, don't let it down."