Enter World of Warcraft with Dark Skills

Chapter 228: Battle of Demigods (1)
Taelan Fordring and Neltharion stared at each other. Years of hatred and differences in their positions led them to a fight to the death. One of them would die today.

"Taelan Fordring, you don't have the Dragon Soul this time!"

"Before I destroy this world, we can have a good fight. Finish the unfinished battle at Grim Batol."

Taelan Fordring looked at Deathwing, who had completely fallen into madness. He knew that the time of reckoning had come.

No matter what secrets and plots it has, I will not let it leave here alive today. It is time to make it pay for what it has done in the past.

Although Deathwing was crazy, he had not lost his wisdom. He needed a one-on-one battle because he knew that his former comrade, now his enemy, was coming. Especially the old enemy with bad luck, he would even give up his life to avenge himself.

The World Tree glowed. A portal opened.

A beautiful red dragon rushed out. It was Alexstrasza. As soon as she appeared, she saw Keristrasza, who was injured by Deathwing, and the World Tree with many branches and leaves broken. The giant tree was surrounded by magma, smoke, and a group of fighting armies.

She silently felt the lives that disappeared. She suddenly accelerated and hit Deathwing hard: "Look at what you have done?"

At this time, an elegant blue dragon slid out of the portal. His eyes, now rational, were filled with anger:

"Deathwing, betrayer, the time has come to pay your debt! Sindragosa awaits your death."

Ysera came out last, the gem on her forehead gleaming:
“Neltharion, this is the last time I will call you Neltharion. I foresee your death.”

At this time, Vaelastrasz and Ysondre were also teleported to Teldrassil by Jaina.

As soon as Vaelastrasz passed through the portal, he returned to his red dragon form. He was the first to rush forward. He had experienced a lot of battles recently, and he had learned to choose the right position for himself.

When with Ysondre, it would act as a warrior and rush to the front line, giving the green dragon a chance to cast spells. When with people like Taelan Fordring, it would regard itself as a damage dealer, using more magic or dragon breath attacks.

Now the whole battlefield is a mess. There are enemies everywhere, including a giant hydra, trolls, ogres, and even goblins. The most outrageous thing is that two groups of humans and two groups of tauren are fighting against each other. They are fighting the most fiercely.

Sure enough, traitors deserve to die more than enemies.

Now the leaders of both sides were confronting each other. We had more people and needed someone who was not afraid of death to start the siege. I was just the right person. Isendre hurriedly pulled it back. This was not the place for it to be a hero.

Surrounded by powerful enemies, Deathwing did not want to be besieged. But N'Zoth still did not send troops to support him. Azshara did not show up. The magma in his body once again glowed red, which was a precursor to his using the power of the Earth Guardian.

Alexstrasza saw Deathwing's move and she immediately shouted, "We need to keep it away from the World Tree. We have too many people. They can't withstand Deathwing's attack."

Taelan Fording knew that Deathwing would not leave here. Here, it could attack the World Tree and their subordinates, which would make them afraid to act rashly. And the attacks of its servants would become more and more fierce.

The reason why N'Zoth did not take action was partly because of his character. The Old Gods were also creatures, not gods. They also had different personalities. N'Zoth was the best at hiding himself.

It was the weakest of the four ancient gods who came to Azeroth, but it survived to the end. It also instigated Y'Shaarj and Yogg-Saron to eat Xal'atath. It would not jump out on its own unless it was sure of victory.

On the other hand, it should be afraid of the "Eight Virtues". And Deathwing is a good candidate to consume the Eight Virtues. The only thing that is uncertain now is why Deathwing is willing to consume Tyran Fordring's ultimate move for N'Zoth.

Tyran Fordring looked up at Deathwing. The magma in its body began to boil, and tremendous power gathered in its body. This attack would definitely destroy Teldrassil.

This world tree protects the entire Barrens and even everyone in the Alliance. It is the beacon of the new Alliance. Now that you have chosen the battlefield, it is as you wish! The guardian of the previous generation.

Taelan Fordring turned to the Red Dragon Queen and said:

“Your Majesty, you take the dragon to deal with Gahz’rilla and those trolls.

Your Majesty Malygos, go and deal with the black dragons that rushed out of Dustwallow Marsh."

"Jaina, go and join the night elf druids and protect the World Tree and the people around it."

After assigning the tasks with just a few simple words.

Taelan Fording closed his eyes and knelt on one knee. The holy wings behind him began to extend into the entire space:
"Holy Light, your knight calls upon the eight virtues to come."

Teldrassil suddenly shone, and it became one with Tyran Fordring. The World Tree blossomed into an illusory flower, and then produced blood-red fruit. Endless holy light fell from the crystal dome, and a sun strangely appeared in the sky. Tyran Fordring was covered with a cloak made of holy light.

His tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the milky white holy light illuminated his eyes. The invisible halo spread outward, and he stared at Deathwing.

The space vibrated, and eight mirrors appeared in the air. Each mirror was extremely gorgeous. The patterns on it were exquisite and the designs were ancient. They sealed Tyran Fordring and Deathwing in an independent space.

Jaina knew that the Eight Virtues were Taelan Fordring's most powerful skill. It was a gamble, a bet of souls. The loser would lose his soul. With Deathwing isolated in another dimension, the meteorites and fire rain in the sky stopped. They could clean up the minions of the black dragon king first.

Alexstrasza looked at the area sealed by the Holy Light with concern. It seemed that all users of Ysera's meditation would bear heavy responsibilities and have a bad ending. It happened to her, Tyran Fordring, and Ysera almost died from a nightmare.

Within the seal.

Deathwing stopped the Cataclysm, and there were only two of them left. This costly mass attack ability had lost its effect. This skill was far inferior to Taelan Fordring's Heaven's Fist. Heaven's Fist could not only quickly clear low-level units, but also deal with powerful individuals.

Taelan Fordring looked at Deathwing:

"Don't you want to consume the Eight Virtues for N'Zoth? As you wish."

For the first time, Deathwing experienced the power of the Eight Virtues.

It will infinitely amplify negative emotions. It is its own nemesis! But it finally achieved its goal.

"You know nothing, and you can't guess what this world is really like. There's no point in protecting this testing ground."

"Compared to the possible futures of Azeroth, destruction is the best outcome."

Taelan Fording said: "No one can make decisions for others. Including you and me!"

"A prophecy is always just a prophecy. Let me see what you really look like!"

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(End of this chapter)