Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1727 95. Do you want annihilation? I'm sorry I don't have it, I can only make up the numbers for you as a silent person

   Varian was once a warrior.

   This is the ancestral profession of the Wrynn family. His grandfather and his father are both warriors. Although they may not be so clever, the Wrynn family has not always been known for their strength in Azeroth.

   They rule the country with wisdom and courage.

  Only Varian is an exception. This child has experienced the destruction of his country and his family since he was a child. He has seen his father die on the throne with his own eyes, and he has also witnessed the tragedy of his country being overrun by orcs.

   He realized the importance of strength, and he continued to temper himself.

   Varian was already a very good warrior when Marshal Lothar led the Alliance forces in a decisive battle against the Burning Legion and the Orcs.

   Although he was kicked away by Orgrim Doomhammer during the battle, he fell, which is not something any casual warrior can do.

   At least Derek Proudmoore, the same age, can't.

But because of the secret manipulation of a damned pirate, the fate of the world has undergone a subtle change in that war. In the turning point of the fate of this world, Varian's personal experience has also been swept away by the torrent of the times. into the unknown.

   He believed in the Holy Light.

   became a sincere believer for a period of time, and later, under the impetus of one thing, he grasped the balance between holy light and personal will.

   He finally came to Argus.

   Came to this terrifying battlefield with a high death rate as the emperor, and now he is facing the fallen titan, who can easily run over him with just one finger.

   But he charged at the horrific thing like an angry warrior.

   This is not holy light at all.

   And not emperor at all.

   His holy light was gathering, but it wasn't wrapped around Varian's body in the form of protection, punishment, or healing that other Paladins did.

On the contrary, the golden light is burning, burning like an angry flame. This is the characteristic of Varian. As early as when he was baptized as a paladin, many senior paladins discovered the uniqueness of Varian. .

   He gave up the road of warriors, but the grace of anger did not disappear from the young man.

  Although he accepted the Holy Light as his belief, the power of anger and justice did not conflict, but he also completed a rather strange fusion in Varian.

   But his blazing light has never been more fiery than it is now, for Varian has never been more furious after becoming emperor.

   Along the way, he has seen too much sacrifice and dedication.

  Although he has always maintained humility and optimism on the outside, in fact, the young man’s heart has accumulated full of anger towards the destroyer.

   He had seen Argus firsthand, and he knew that if they couldn't defeat the Burning Legion's final plot here, then Azeroth would be next.

  His country and his people will linger in the ruins of the world like the Crusaders of Krokuun, living in dark times with no hope.

   He swore.

   When accepting the title of the emperor, he had vowed to do everything possible to protect his people. He said to countless people that no people would be allowed to be harmed until the emperor fell.

   Now is the time to witness this oath.

Fortunately

   Varian never intended to break his promise.

   "Not enough, it's not enough!"

  Varian, who was charging, stared at the burning giant striding in front of him. His heart once belonged to the will of the warrior, the justice of the Holy Light and the guardianship of the emperor were all firmed up.

   He knew that he had to give his strength to stop Aggramar, just like Fenna, like Daelin, like those guardians who were giving up their lives to block the fallen titan's blade with their own bodies.

   But the holy light burning on him is not sharp enough, not hot enough, such power cannot hurt a Titan, that is a god!

   That is not an enemy that can be fought with weapons, he needs something sharper than weapons.

   Burn!

   The holy light on the emperor's body almost turned into a substantial flame, and he imitated Fenna's style and incorporated the anger of protection and punishment into it.

  Golden wings spread behind the steely Varian, a sign of the blessing of the Holy Light, and the Ashbringer in his hand is also igniting himself, and there is light flying above the broken blade.

  Zera's Heart of Light was forged into crystal above the blade, not decoration.

   The dead naaru seemed to come to life at this moment. She was kissing Varian's steel will tenderly, and she poured her own light into the sharp blade.

   And the Emperor's Sword hummed.

  This weapon belonging to warriors has been used as a "decoration" for most of the time since it was acquired by Varian. It serves Varian but does not liberate his potential for a Paladin.

   But at this moment, Stromka Warbreaker woke up, perhaps because of the ferocity of the emperor's will, it made him feel that Varian was already qualified enough to be more noble than the emperor.

   Well, be a good fighter!

   Like Thoradin, like Lothar.

   So, the moment Varian rose into the air and rushed towards Aggramar, the two swords in his hand began to "melt" almost simultaneously.

   Stromka reshaped his blade in the golden flames and turned it into a double-edged key, and the gap between the tuning-fork-like blades was filled with golden scorching fire.

   is like the key for the emperors to lead the people to open the door of the new era, and like a blazing torch that holds fire in the dark, it is still a sword.

   A deadly steel sword.

   To describe it with a favorite phrase of blacksmiths in the human kingdom, gold is a gift to spoil a wife, silver is a reward for a seductive dissolute maid, and copper is a small trick used by profiteers to please court officials.

  Only iron, only steel, only this warrior's favorite thing is cold enough to be called the king of metals.

   And Ashbringer's melting is purer.

Muradin's carefully crafted blade of Elementium steel was melted by the golden fire that was as high as the sun, and the molten steel peeled away from the blade little by little, until in the end only Varian's hand was holding tightly. hilt.

   Mortal things can't hurt Aggramar. If you want to hurt the fallen titans, you have to use things higher than mortal things.

   Use up!

   A weapon condensed with the first ray of hope born out of the darkest of despair.

Just like the flaming blade of the holy light of punishment shining on the hilt in Varian's hand, it is not stained with a mortal sharp edge. When it is weak, it cannot cut even wood, but when it is sharp, it can cut through the light of darkness. .

   "Burning all evil away!"

  The golden meteor charged with the emperor's roar towards the fallen titan in front of him. A flash of surprise flashed in Aggramar's eyes, but he did not stop.

   just slashed Thorim who was rushing to death with Taeshalak, and then threw the screaming Muradin out with his fist like a ball.

   He is going to burn the young man in front of him with flames.

   But intense pain erupted in the back of his heart, and he saw Daelin's ignorant idiot warrior gritted his teeth and threw his sword on Aggramar with both hands.

   Her anger had boiled over to the same level as Brocks, and Grom, and Odin.

   The madness of seeing her relatives fall into a desperate state of death made Fenna realize the power of grief. This death-wish beheading cut a wound like the blood of tumbling lava on Aggrama’s back.

   And almost at the same time, the heavy sword of the Emperor slashed the helm of the fallen titan, and the burning Avenger that danced in Varian's hands.

   The pure blade of light condensed to the extreme swung down from the fallen titan's left eye.

pain!

   Aggramar finally stopped because of the pain that had never been seen after the end of the Battle of Nailan, but such pain was far from the point of failure for him.

  The titan smashed Varian with a sword of Taeshalak, and the young emperor spewed blood and flew out and smashed into the collapsed rock.

   His tattered body stopped breathing in midair.

   But he still held the weapon tightly in his hand, even though the holy light was beginning to dim.

   And Fina was grabbed by Aggramar in the palm of his hand, and the blue anger on the stupid warrior instantly collapsed with five fingers, causing Fina's crushed bones to break and vomit blood.

  She's going to die.

she knows.

   But at the last moment, Fenna just stared at Aggramar viciously and spat out a defiant blood at him.

   This unyielding gesture made the fallen titan's rage and absurdity come to his mind.

  What drives these worm-like mortals to Argus, and what makes them so arrogant when facing the Creator?

Is    justice?

"boom"

   The Fallen Titan's thinking gap caused him trouble.

The heavy impact came from behind, along with the rolling seven-color sha energy. The ancient Venerable howled with the face of the abyss, and wrapped his body like an evil dragon tightly around the burning flames of Aggramar. on the body.

  Although Black has always asked Xal'atas not to join the frontline battlefield, how could the Elder Elder allow this burning giant to bully his little cutie?

   Of course, Xal'atas knew he had no chance.

   She dared to come here to provoke Aggrama, and she was not out of her mind. She was not responsible for attacking, she was only responsible for holding and restraining, and there were other things to do when attacking.

"quick!"

   The Ancient Venerable tried her best to restrain the fallen Titan with her body, so that his terrifying burning sword could not be lifted. She absorbed Y'Shaarj's "advanced experience" and focused on defending the Titan's hands.

   In the urging sound of Xal'atas, a group of incomparably bright moonlight fell from the sky, and the divine power of life belonging to Elune was soaring, hitting Aggramar's helmet.

   The battle helmet that was cut by the Emperor's sword was shattered by a heavy blow, and the light of order kept hitting the body and mind of the fallen titan.

   In the streamer of the black moon, the Moon God of War finally appeared.

   At this time, Maiev was wrapped in a veil of star and moonlight, and the divine power extracted from Tyrande made her several times stronger than the normal Moonlight War God, but this was also a great hidden danger.

  Because Maiev's "container" is not enough for her to withstand such a heavy lunar power.

  The gentle moonlight was transformed into an explosive slash. Under the dark wrath of the Moon God, Maiev's wielding moon-blade staggered and opened scorching wounds on the fallen Titan's burning body.

The eternal tyrant Sefir and Xiaoxing screamed and rushed down from the sky. Sefir almost tried his best to summon his past and future self to show up to help in the battle. There was no tactic. On Ma's body, he smashed the sword-wielding hand that broke free from the shackles of the ancient Venerable.

  His Royal Highness Xiaoxing did not join the battle, she fit into Aggramar's left hand and bit the finger of the fallen titan fiercely.

   "You let Fenna go! Asshole! Kill you!"

  In a rare effort like the frantically attacking Little Star, the fallen titan's clasped fingers were finally torn apart, and Fina, who was almost pinched to death, was carried by Little Star with her claws and flew into the sky.

   She must be healed by the Titan of Life immediately, or Finna will die.

  No one can accept this ending.

"boom"

   On the battlefield behind Little Star, Xalatas was the first to go wrong.

The shackles of the ancients were broken free by the Teshalak fire that erupted from Aggramar, and she was slammed by the fallen titan like a snake, and she was slammed by the neck and slashed with a sharp blade. split into two.

   With Sefir at hand, even if the Eternal Tyrant tried his best to use time to accelerate himself, she still fell next to Xalatas in a second in the face of Taeshalak's enemy-breaker combat technique.

  The severed neck made Sefir lose the body of the eternal tyrant, but fortunately she is a spirit body, and the body sewing can still be used.

  The only one who is still fighting is Maiev.

   Having absorbed the double divine power, she has unstoppably embarked on the last path of all Moonlight War Gods. The huge dark rage is shattering her body, and she will eventually be burned by Elune's anger.

   But before her own downfall, she was able to keep fighting.

   She must buy the last time for Blake, and this may be the last mission she will undertake when she is guided by fate to Argus.

   Maiev did not resist this future.

   There is even a sense of ease in solving the mystery.

   What makes people afraid is never the final result, but the long wait on the road to the result, enough to crush a soul that is not strong enough.

"boom"

   Blown by the flames of the fallen titan, the Moonlight Warlord was knocked back to the ground in a moonlight scatter, just before the rift to the heart of the world.

  The Lady Warden, shrouded in the black moon, wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth and looked at Aggrama who was striding in the mess. All of them attacked with all their might but only left some skin wounds on the Titan.

   The only serious injuries were the sword that Fenna used Tyr to insert into the Titan Heart, and Varian blinded Aggramar in the eye with the Burning Avenger before he died.

   But he was indeed stopped.

   "You go!"

   Maiev grabbed his own moon blade and felt the uncontrolled power of the moon **** in his body began to splash and burn the surrounding earth in the form of moonlight flames.

   She sensed that her end was approaching, and without looking back, she turned to Xalatas, who was supporting Sefir's spirit body behind her.

she says:

   "I handed him over to you for the time being, take care of him."

   "He'll cut us off because of this, Maiev."

  Xalatas, whose face of the abyss was cut off, leaned weakly in Sefir's arms, and she whispered in a weird tone:

   "You remember the last time we chatted, I was jealous of his bond with you, and then I said maybe I should try to die or something so that he will always remember me.

   I've decided, Maiev.

  I will die here with you.

  I'm going to see who that **** loves more. I know it's putting pressure on him, but who made him fall in love with me, a dark essence that is good at vexatiousness?

  Sefir, shall we be together? "

  Xalatas hugged Sefir to prevent her from running, and the first officer wanted to slap Xalatas hard.

   But she finally fell silent.

   Seeing that Aggramar cast Taeshalak on the ground to induce the magma in the center of the earth, the surrounding area was completely submerged and wrapped, and the aura of the Destroyer was woven into an invisible coercion to oppress them.

   Now I can’t go even if I want to.

   Aggramar raised his sword and continued to attack, Maiev roared and stepped forward with the blade.

   But the next moment, the Fallen Titan suddenly stopped, and he held the sword in both hands in a posture of facing the powerful enemy and stopped on the ground that was constantly crumbling and cracking.

   The black smoke covered the crumbling and cracked mountain like a cloak, and the tide from the lightless sea blew up, like a dark wave hitting the stars.

  Everywhere the fog goes, everything collapses and shatters and annihilates.

  Even Aggrama felt the oppression and impact on the thinking level. Behind Maiev, who was holding a knife, an illusory tall figure was walking in the dark night.

   He is singing the truth, he is sowing the night, he is taking chaos from concept to substance, and the threat is so real as Argus, who has begun to crumble from the heart of the shriveled world.

   "You want the Quieter?"

   A voice with a slight sarcasm echoed in Aggramar's cosmic soul.

he.

   No, He said:

   "No, you don't have that honor. Come on, face the Silent One first."

   (end of this chapter)