Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1814 40. Huen Gaoling, the hide of the tauren, kills the Quartet!

  The fierce battle on the Suramar Great Plains has reached noon, and the fighting from the dawn to the present has pushed the battle to the final decisive moment.

   Countless elf warriors and demon butchers fought for survival or destruction on this land, but the ruthless gods were no longer interested in it.

   Above the clouds, Black and his murlocs have turned their attention to the edge of the battlefield, where Highmountain warrior Huon is taking on the commander of the Demon Legion.

   This is the battle that the pirates are most concerned about.

   "It's started, it's started!"

The   crumb pirate bit off the cork, kicked the already dizzy little murloc at his feet, and called it to watch the fun.

   One master and one servant just hid in the clouds and looked down, but the beginning of the battle was not cool, and it could even be called embarrassing.

Huon Highmountain, holding the ancestral halberd, activates the demigod blessing on the eagle's claw at the beginning, and the connection from the ancestors with the hunting wing Oun'hara grants the power of the eagle's claw, and the Wu Thok's blessing also greatly increased the momentum of the tauren hunter.

   But unfortunately, the hunting relic in Huen's hands was far from reaching its full power at this time, and the black bull who left a famous name in history was just a little-known figure.

   Huon, who received the blessing of the wilderness, was weak against Tichondrius, and his first eagle slam was easily dodged by the dreadlord.

   The cunning Nathrezim grinned and shrank his body, jumping out of the shadow behind Huon, and the sharp claws full of fel pollution swung fiercely, leaving a terrifying scar behind Huen.

   In the blood splattered, the **** bull gritted his teeth and turned around with a fierce slaughter to drive the demon back, but the comparison of the strengths of the two is already so obvious.

  Huon is no match at all!

   "Ha, I knew it."

  Black in the cloud took a sip of wine and said to the little fishman with wide-eyed beside him:

"Huon's legends are all forcibly blown out by the tauren soul walkers of Blackhorn, let me just say, in the era of 10,000 years, if Huon is already a demigod hunter who can crush Tichondrius with one hand , what about the elves in this ancient battle?

  Huon can push the demons back with the high mountain calves.

   I used to say that Little Xingxing likes to brag, but Xiaoxing’s bragging is at least an adaptation based on real events. These Gaoling Bulls are just blasphemous.

  Tsk tsk, I want to see how this Huon Highmountain can single-kill Tichondrius. "

   "Look, poor hunter, you can't even catch my shadow!"

  The dreadlord also sneered at the silent Huon Highling on the battlefield. He raised his blood-stained claws and put his hanged tongue to his mouth and licked it.

   The deliciousness of flesh and blood made Tichondrius' eyes shine, and the vicious dreadlord stretched his voice and said:

   "But you have those pathetic demigod blessings on you, making your flesh and soul so delicious, I don't mind a little appetizer before tasting the destruction of the elves.

   Don't struggle, black bull.

  It won't hurt if you don't struggle, Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie"

   In that weird and gloomy laughter, Tichondrius disappeared from Huon's eyes again, but the arrogant dreadlord didn't notice that Huon Highling hadn't messed up when he was downwind.

In the fatal contact just now, Huen had put a hunter's mark on the arrogant demon. He would clearly feel the sinister move of Tichondrius walking around in the shadows, but Huen didn't move. The expression on his face was disguised as a confused and panicked expression that could not capture the enemy.

   This brilliant performance made the crumb pirates on the clouds immediately applaud.

   Black whistled:

"Not to mention, this hunting mind deserves an admiration. When I was at the same level as him, I couldn't be as calm as Hu En. Well, I didn't have to be as calm as him, at that time. I am much better.

   When he entered the legend, he killed a demigod, much stronger than Hu En. "

  “呱呱”

   The little fishman showed an expression he didn't want to hear, thinking that Blake was becoming more and more shameless, probably because his ascension made him thicker and thicker.

  What is slaughtering a demigod?

  Hey, chip pirate, did you forget that you and Maiev teamed up when you killed Xavius ​​on Eagle Claw Peak? At the time, you could count as an assist at most, and you still have the face to take the credit for yourself, that is, Maiev is your wife and doesn't care about you.

   Really deserves to be a pirate who loves to brag, this cowhide simply comes.

   In the contempt of the little murlocs, the battle below changed again.

   In Huon's feigned ignorant vigilance, the shadows behind him began to float eerily, and Tichondrius swung his claws out, wanting a blow to destroy all resistance of the sad black bull and draw out his delicious soul.

   "Boom"

  Huon's performance at this moment was like a seasoned hunter. At the moment when the Dread Demon Lord appeared, the black bull turned around with a deadly eagle slam, and also activated the natural power of the eagle's claws.

The spear he wielded struck a thousand times in an instant, and the power with the natural divinity turned into a silver streamer to pierce Tichondrius' waist and abdomen, and the subsequent final explosion of divine power tore the Dread King's skin apart, leaving it behind. A **** wound.

"what!"

Lord Nathrezim screamed and erupted with fel energy, and the vicious swarm of stinking bees and chaotic waves smashed on Huon like no money, and the black bull hunter flew up and smashed it like rotten meat. In the thorny ground behind.

  Huon's fatal blow wounded Tichondrius but was still a long way from killing the dreadlord, but the Black Bull was on the verge of death after being attacked by the demon.

   Helpless, the difference in life rank between the two sides is indeed a bit big.

  Huen's performance has really been remarkable.

   After all, not every hunter can hang up like Black. In such a battle to hunt powerful prey, there is often only one chance.

  Unfortunately, Huen didn't seem to grasp it.

   But Tichondris confidently threw down cruel words to torture the black bull, but was seriously injured by a black bull far inferior to himself, which was shameful enough in itself.

   Comparing the power of the two sides, this is like Ferrari and wheelchair racing, you won't show your face if you win.

The humiliation of being bitten by a bug drove the self-righteous Tichondrius almost mad, and it howled at the dying Hoon, to kill the **** bug who dared to hurt it, where no one knows. corner of.

  Well, fortunately there are no other demons or other people here, otherwise Tichondrius, who lost his lord, would have to kill all the witnesses.

However, just when the Dread Demon King was about to launch a beheading blow, a roar of a reindeer appeared on the battlefield along with the opening of the Gate of Nature. Cenarius' most powerful family, the divine reindeer Atero, lowered his head like a charging tank. In the same way, with the accelerated kinetic energy, he slammed into the back waist of the Dread Demon King with his sharp and towering antlers like a sword.

  Blake, who was on the cloud, frowned sharply as the demon blood splattered.

   This demon's waist is no longer available.

  This savage "kidney shot" absolutely shreds pathetic Tichondrius' kidneys to shreds.

   "Ah! Damn it!"

The Dread Demon King, who was attacked by surprise, was almost charged forward by Aitro, and its beheading blow was also lonely, smashing the gravel beside Huen, and it was stabbed by the brave reindeer. on the thorn next to it.

   But this is the chance of a sneak attack.

   The dreadlord who was attacked in succession was almost going crazy.

  It turned into a bat and dissipated, and gathered beside Etello again. Without further ado, an "eight child girl" waved its sharp claws and slaughtered this natural family like a slaughter.

   Within seconds, the sharp claws ripped apart the body of the big reindeer Etello. After all, the poor deer are only natural relatives. Although the blessing from Malorne is powerful, it is still a little far from the level of a demigod.

   But the few seconds it fought for was enough.

  Under the **** and painful gaze of the great reindeer, behind Tichondrius, the crumbling Huon struggled to his feet. Under his **** arms, he had already grabbed the ancestral relic of the Kaolin clan.

   Hammer of Khaz'goroth has never been more active than it is today!

  The divine power of the Titan swayed in the stone hammer, as if guiding Huon to issue final punishment to the chaotic demon in front of him.

   "Ah! Highest Mountain, stand tall!"

  In the ancestral battle cry, the dying Huon burst out with his final strength, slamming over like a charging bull, and the stone hammer, which had been brewing earth punishment, crashed down under Tichondris's terrified gaze.

   Demons are demigods and powerful upper-level beings.

   It has the blessing of the dark titan Sargeras in it, which makes it run the gamut of the stars, but its power is still a bit underwhelming compared to a truly activated titan artifact.

  The first hammer of Huon, who was charging to the death, opened most of Tichondrius's head with the first hammer. The restraint of the Titan's energy made the Dreadlord not even have a chance to escape as a bat.

  It waved its claws frantically, but the loyal reindeer Etoro pierced the demon's chest with his blood-stained antlers, binding himself and Tichondris together.

   It screamed and let Huen continue to smash!

   This is their only chance to defeat this powerful demon. Such a bombardment will make Ettrow die here, but as the family of Lord Malorne, he is willing to give his life for this land and this world.

   Huon responded with silent bombardment.

In the reverberation of    the power of the earth, the artifact of the world forge was smashed down with hammer after hammer, and Tichondrius even begged for mercy. But the upper demon was unable to escape in the end.

   "Poof"

The smashed and unrecognizable demon armor fell to the ground, and the artifact stone hammer stained with demon blood also fell to the ground. Huen shook his body and tried to touch Ateluo's neck, but he fell in the dark before his eyes. on the ground.

   The dying giant deer wailed, but Huon Highmountain could no longer hear the call of this noble beast. The sky in front of him was so bright, it was like a door to the world of death.

   He remembered the ancient legends of the clan shaman, it is said that the soul of the ancestors will come to meet the death.

   He saw it.

  A figure fell from the sky, brushing the wind, the man wearing a black hood looked so mysterious, um, is he the messenger of death?

  It’s a pity, he doesn’t seem to be a tauren.

"Snapped"

   slapped the dying Huen in the face, making the dying black cow widen his eyes.

ha?

   How can this messenger of death be so rude?

   You died in battle like a warrior anyway, can you be gentle when you are doing funeral work?

   "What are you looking at? You crazy cow, want to die? How can it be so easy!"

Blake squatted beside the **** cow's head with his head tilted to make him wake up a little, then raised his hand to complain and dragged the horns of the dying Aetello, and put Huen's blood-stained fingers on Aitello's. antlers.

   Lord Moon Shadow mobilized the power of the godhead, and without the permission of the two lives, he forcibly bound the weak life force of Aitello and Huen Gaoling together.

  Soul link takes effect.

The moment   's vitality and damage were evenly distributed, the injuries of the **** cow and the big reindeer stopped getting worse, and the blessings from nature made the vitality of the two guys start to recover.

   Under Huen's weak gaze, Blake uncorked the wine bottle in his hand, poured a sip of wine into his mouth, patted Huen's **** face again, and said:

   "Really, you're too naive, I didn't say that killing Tichondrius can make you like this, I really should take a picture of your current embarrassment and take it back to the **** Noire for a good look.

   Where does he have the face to brag about his great achievements in slaughtering demons while blocking the portal? However, I do allow him to continue to brag about the 'Uncle Huon's rage beheading Tichondrius' in the future.

   You barely have this qualification.

but

  This battle is really good, I watch it very well, take this as my reward to you. Owe me one life, Hoon, and you owe me two lives if you count your horned deer. "

   "Dragon I saw"

  Huon murmured something else.

   His gaze crossed Blake's face and saw something in the sky that only existed in legend.

Blake glanced back, a huge and graceful red dragon was appearing on the battlefield across the clouds, her huge wings flapped, completely dispelling the dark clouds of fel energy and war in the sky, allowing the warm and bright sunlight to shine through. Cracks in the clouds shone over the battlefield below.

And behind this huge and graceful red dragon, an army of five-colored dragons is flying over the sky. flustered.

   Coupled with the death of Tichondrius, the demise of the Supreme Commander's breath soon became the last straw that overwhelmed the demons.

   "Hey, isn't it a dragon?"

  Black stood up and kicked the dazed Huon Gaoling. He admired the magnificent scene of the giant dragon flying down from the sky, washing the earth with scorching dragon fire, and dispelling the demons.

The   crumb pirate nodded with satisfaction, and said to the **** cow lying at his feet:

   "Have you never seen a dragon before? No, no, no, this is not the knowledge a good hunter should have. As expected of a Shadow Singer, Garrod is a big hit this time.

   As I designed it for him, the finale will appear. "

   (end of this chapter)