World of Warcraft Resurrected Stormgard

Chapter 239 An anticlimactic meeting

"You are Galen Trollbane, Lord of the Covenant?" King Ymiron's rough voice sounded, and surprisingly, his common language was extremely standard.

Just from the confrontation, Garin could feel the terrifying aura of King Ymiron, which was definitely not comparable to that of the previous plunderer Ingvar.

Garin has witnessed many hero-level warriors, and King Ymiron is definitely the top warrior. Even Kargath Bladefist, the famous evil orc chief of the old tribe, is not as powerful as King Ymiron.

The only person who can rival King Ymiron is probably Grommash Hellscream, the legendary orc chieftain who died in battle.

King Ymiron was powerful enough to ascend to the Hall of Valor of the Titan Guardian Odin, but unfortunately, King Ymiron chose to join the Scourge, which forced him to go to the sea after his death. Pull the territory.

Although Galin didn't know why King Ymiron, who was supposed to be awakened later in the mission, woke up early, he could only blame it on the butterfly effect.

The mutual admiration between the warriors made Garin regretfully say, "King Ymiron, your power is just like the legend. I have seen many strong men, but there are few who can compete with you on the road of warriors. "

Hearing Galin praising himself, even King Ymiron couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly. He has been sleeping for so long, but he is still the most powerful warrior.

But before King Ymiron could be happy for a long time, Garin suddenly changed the subject and sighed, "It's a pity that you have taken refuge with the wrong master. Your long sleep has made your brain rusty."

"Hmph, at least my weapons are not rusty yet. Human, you must be prepared to bear the wrath of the Vrykul King!" King Ymiron instantly entered a state of rage, with a face with a helmet under a huge horn. Became ferocious.

Although he had just experienced a battle with the plunderer Ingvar and was about to face off against the more powerful King Imilon, Garin was still fearless. He held the Stromka tightly and assumed a fighting posture, "If you want to fight, then Let’s fight!”

Just when King Garin of the Covenant and King Ymiron of the Vrykul were about to duel, a loud female voice said, "Stop!"

Hearing this familiar voice, the irritable King Ymiron actually put down his weapon directly, and said dissatisfiedly, "Angboda, you just stopped my duel."

"Now is not the time to fight, my king." A red-haired female Vrykul who is stronger and taller than the orcs appears. From her name, we can know that she is King Ymiron's wife Ange. Queen Boda.

The only person in the world who can calm King Ymiron is probably Queen Angboda. However, in the original mission, King Ymiron had just woken up and witnessed his beloved wife with his own eyes. Died at the hands of adventurers.

Queen Angboda whispered something in the ear of King Ymiron in a Vrykul voice, and then the Vrykul king directly put down his weapon, and even the murderous intention disappeared, with a complicated look on his face. Toward the Stromka in Garin's hand.

Just when Garin thought that King Ymiron was afraid of the artifact in his hand, Queen Angboda also looked at him, but her eyes were full of complex emotions, including regret and love...

This look instantly stunned Galin, who was a little confused.

"Let's go, Garin Trollbane. This battle is not yet time. The god we believe in has abandoned us. For the sake of my race, I have to choose to join the new god."

"My war has just begun. I will be waiting for you on top of Utgard. If you can get there and defeat me, you will prove me wrong." "And you, it's better not to die on me Under the army, they have been sleeping for countless years, and even I cannot suppress their determination to thirst for battle and blood."

After saying these words, King Ymiron shook his head and left without any intention of staying at all.

Queen Angboda, after taking another deep look at Garin, followed King Ymiron back to Utgard Castle.

Anticlimactic, this was the only word left in Garin's mind. Although he had achieved his goal, which was to learn that King Ymiron had awakened, he still felt strange.

Queen Angboda's eyes and King Ymiron's actions were so strange, as if there was some secret in them.

With doubts, Garin returned to Valgard. During his absence, Valgard was not attacked by the vrykul. It was obvious that Liam and the two men who boarded the land on both sides of the Howling Fjord Tanred has set up camp.

After returning to the hotel in the temporary command room, Xal'atath transformed into the void elf form, and then said to Galin, "The Vrykul is right. You should also see the true face of the Titan, Galin."

"See what? Do you think I'm stupid, Xal'atath." Garin sneered at this. He is a traveler who knows the past and future of Azeroth. How could he be fooled by the ancient gods?

Thinking of what happened to the Vrykul, Galin couldn't help but said, "The reason why they are like this and our birth is not a good thing done by your ancient gods. The curse of flesh and blood is both a curse and a blessing."

"What's wrong with flesh and blood? Do you want to be like those steel creatures? That way you will lose a lot of happiness." Xal'atath puffed up her chest. When she said she was happy, she even licked her lips, which was unusual. Seductive.

In response, Galin only twitched at the corners of his eyes. He did it because Calia was pregnant for a long time and had not done anything that flesh and blood creatures could do. However, when he thought of the true faces of those ancient gods, he couldn't help but feel sick and couldn't arouse any interest at all. .

Xal'atath also knew that she could not seduce Garin. She sat on the chair, kicked her feet and said, "I like what you just said. The curse of flesh and blood is both a curse and a blessing. If there is no curse of flesh and blood, then Azeroth It would be impossible for a world that was just a prisoner created by the Titans to be so colorful."

"yes……"

Although the servants of the Titans have immortality, they do not have the rich emotions of flesh-and-blood creatures or mortal races. They are restricted by the management and order of the Titans. In the final analysis, they are just the jailers in Xal'atath's mouth.

In fact, the current Azeroth is what Garin wants, for the mortal races to survive on their own.However, evil entities such as the Scourge, the Burning Legion and the Ancient Gods must be eliminated.

Silently, Xal'atath suddenly thought of something, and then said, "Hey, Garin, I can feel that Yogg-Saron is about to break out of his cage. It is now more powerful than C'Thun. You have to be careful. "

"Haha, I know, Xal'atath, but thank you for the reminder. Is this a reminder from the ancient god's revenge?" Garin naturally knows this. He knows the current Yorgtha better than Xal'atath. Long, but he completely mistook Xal'atath's kindness as the other party's desire to take revenge on Yogg-Saron.

(End of this chapter)