Azeroth Shadow Trail

  Chapter 216 35. Tools must be arranged clearly

  After Black took out the protection of Shyvana, the shield of Odin, Thoradin the Great no longer prevented the four from stepping into the underwater secret place.

   As the heroic soul of a warrior, he felt a powerful divine power from that shield, enough to suppress the dark things that were resurfacing in the secret place.

   "That dark thing is the enemy of the gods. It was first sacrificed by Tyr, the **** of courage, thousands of years ago, and was severely injured on the verge of death, and then sealed in this dark place.

   But it is immortal.

   It will continuously draw power from the material world in time and slowly resurrect. Look at the valleys around this lake, where life is already extremely rare.

   And the amount of life in the entire mountain range has been decreasing over the millennia.

  The earth is becoming desolate, all because it is causing trouble.

   It devours our world to pull itself out of the quagmire of death. "

   When the four of them followed the ghost of the Great Emperor and stepped into the eerie tunnel of the dark tomb under the lake, Thoradin the Great was also describing the enemy they were about to face for them.

   He said in a sombre tone:

   "Back then, after seeing that the empire was on the right track, I voluntarily abdicated. According to the tradition of that era, I searched for legends of gods everywhere in the place where my ancestors lived.

  I found some records about the Tirisfal region from my elven friends, and brought my loyal soldiers here in secret in the name of cruising the territory.

   Elf friends reminded me.

   But when I saw the shrine left by the ancestors, I knew that this was the place where the gods fell. I couldn't bear the curiosity in my heart any longer, and ordered the arcanists under my command to open the seal.

   I found the tomb of the gods and worshipped the **** of courage.

   But I also foolishly unleashed a terrible darkness. "

   He pointed to the hall at the end of the ancient tunnel corridor in front of him, and pointed to the half-buried and weathered bones buried there, and said:

   "The monster was awakened by our intrusion. It was very weak, but it was still strong for mortals. It took only one blow to kill my soldiers.

  The monster feeds on the blood, bones and souls of warriors, and it escapes its own cage by breaking the seal left by the gods. "

  The Great Emperor's voice became sonorous.

He says:

   "I realized that I made a stupid mistake, and I know that only with my blood can I wash away that mistake.

  I didn't back down, a true Arathi warrior who will never tarnish his last honor with cowardice.

   I fought it to the death.

   I poured the power of anger into my steel sword, and maybe there is still the guidance of the God of Courage. Right in the place where the gods fought, I hit the monster with the final blow.

I'm very lucky.

The   steel sword should be the old wound that stabbed the monster. When I swung Stromka for the last time, I stabbed my sword, my courage, and my strength into the monster's skull.

   I stopped its dark rebirth with my life.

   But that's not enough. "

  The Great Emperor shook his head regretfully, stopped at the border of the dark tunnel and the underground temple, and said to the four around him:

   "It's not dead yet.

   Maybe fate is waiting for the real hero to come to complete what neither the **** Tyr nor I have done, and completely kill the monster that only the abyss can breed.

   It's right ahead.

   After passing through the temple, you can see its mountain-like body, suppressed by the relics of the gods, and after nearly three thousand years, it is already very weak.

   Maybe now is the moment when fate arrives!

   But unfortunately, I can no longer go forward with you. When I died in the dark blood of that monster, it polluted my soul through my body.

   As soon as I enter that lair, I will be tormented by the voice of darkness.

  I will stay here. "

   Thoradin the Great stretched out his hand and patted Dasuohan and Fao on the shoulders illusoryly. He said in a deep voice:

   "If you come back victorious, I will cheer for you. If you are unfortunate enough to die in battle, I will activate the relics of the gods and save your souls.

   But then, you will defend this place with me, waiting for the arrival of the heroes who can truly end the horror. "

   "No matter what the outcome is, for me, it is a supreme honor, Your Majesty."

   Da Suohan grabbed his epee and said in a deep voice:

   "Here today, win or die!"

   "Hey, don't be so pessimistic, okay?"

   Dasuohan's impassioned speech immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the pirates, he said:

   "As long as you don't mess around, we can definitely win, take it."

   He thrust the shield of Odin in his hand to Dathohan and said:

   "Then you are responsible for the defense. This shield of Odin can help us resist the mental impact of the Void, so that we will not go crazy.

   Suppress your excess desire to attack, great knight.

   Do your own thing.

   Attack that monster and leave it to Merry and Fao. "

"how about you?"

  The great knight took the shield. He thought it would be heavy, but when he took it in his hand, it was unexpectedly light, allowing him to hold the shield in one hand while holding the epee.

   In the Y-shaped crack of his helmet, a cautious look revealed, and he said:

   "Would you like to stay here too? I think, I will go with Your Majesty and Master Merry, and you will stay here as a backup."

   "Well, that's true, little Drake."

   Leaning on the priest's staff and wearing a hood, His Majesty Fao also spoke at this meeting, and said warmly:

   "You brought us here, you have done what you should do, and the world will sing about your courage. And if the three of us unfortunately die here, you need to bring the news out.

   Then organize a more powerful army to come, and be sure to eliminate its scourge before the darkness revives. "

   "What does this mean?"

   Black blinked and said:

   "Are you looking down on my combat power? Do you think I'm a fuel bottle?"

   "It's best if you have self-knowledge."

  The old lich has been quite direct since he was converted into a lich.

   He was leaning on the staff of Etiès, and he had begun to drum up the magic of ice, and blessed the two cold ice shields on the Great Knight and the Pope.

   He said to Black:

   "According to His Majesty Thoradin's description, that monster is quite dangerous. Before you set foot in the legendary realm, you put away your excess self-esteem. The three of us are all for your own good.

  You have a special status. If you die here, it is easy to cause troubles at the diplomatic level.

   I don't want to see Dalyn go mad and attack Dalaran with a fleet. In Kul Tiras, the Church of the Storm and the Church of the Holy Light are already competing for faith, if something happens to you.

   On the level of Holy Light belief, I am afraid that I will also lose a kingdom and suffer heavy losses. "

   "I know what you said, but I dare to come here because I am sure I will be fine."

   Black glanced at the old lich and said:

   "You haven't known me for a day or two. Have you ever seen me do something I'm not sure about?"

   He took out the War Scythe of Ulthalesh from his magic bag, took out another worn scroll, and tossed it up and down in his hand.

Say:

   "I know more about that monster than you do.

   That is the reverberation of the dark empire that has long been destroyed in the barbaric age of this world.

   They are called Krasis, the generals who command the things of the abyss, and besides their dark gods, the most terrifying void creations that can be born in the material world.

   They are vanguards of destruction and tough opponents.

   Not only must destroy its body in the material world, but also defeat its dark spirit in the spiritual level.

   I will do this. "

  The pirates stepped forward, the first to step forward into the dark underground temple in front of them.

   When stepping into the shadows, he said to the three behind him without looking back:

   "But that means that you all owe me a favor. Don't show that expression, Merry, do you think I'm really here to do good things? Your majesty, please come to me."

  The pirates called out in the dark, and His Majesty Faao walked forward, the great knight with the round shield and heavy sword guarded the Pope, and the old lich followed closely.

   The ghost of Thoradin the Great stood at the end of the tunnel.

   With ancient etiquette, pay tribute to the four warriors who took the initiative to step into the dark.

   At the same time, he also sighed in his heart that his blood descendants, after all, did not forget the courage inherited from their ancestors, which made the emperor 2,800 years ago feel very relieved.

   In the gloomy hall ahead, the surroundings were so quiet that people were flustered. Merry threw a few arcane eyes, emitting blue light in the darkness to illuminate the way forward.

   Their every step will echo in the water-filled temple, and the strange wind around them will become colder and more ruthless.

   Obviously, the dark things here have discovered their arrival.

   "Your Majesty, look up!"

  Black said something, and His Excellency the Pope, who was swaying with holy light on his body, raised his head and looked above the temple that had collapsed. In his astonishment, he saw a dark warhammer placed above the temple.

   The style of a two-handed hammer.

   but very huge.

   is like a column, supported on a stone platform.

"This thing is the relic of the gods in the mouth of the emperor. It has supported this underwater temple for thousands of years without collapsing. It is also with Tyr's will to suppress the carat named 'Zakaz' here. Rebirth of the Sith."

  The pirate pointed to the warhammer and said:

   "It is the weapon of the gods, and Tyr named it the 'Silver Hand'. That's right, that's the legend that the church adopted when they formed the Knights of the Silver Hand.

   It represents the sacrifice Tyr paid to save the world in his day, the **** of courage who wanted the world to understand the meaning of his sacrifice.

  This artifact is very weak now, Your Majesty.

   But your Light can awaken it.

   Do our best to inject the holy light representing hope and salvation into it, which will make it stronger again. To completely destroy the body of that dark thing, we must rely on this weapon. "

   The Pope stretched out his hand to touch the divine hammer hanging in front of him with his senses.

   He could feel the majesty reverberating on this divine weapon. The moment he injected holy light into the weapon, a huge triangular holy emblem suddenly opened behind Fao.

   And in the lair in front of the temple, there were echoes of dark roars, and the ground shook.

  The dark monster also sensed that the divine weapon was being strengthened. It foresaw the danger, and regardless of its weak body, it was heading towards the main body of the temple.

   It can't let Fao complete the process of awakening the artifact, otherwise it will really face the end of the ashes.

   "Evil! Fight with me!"

  The great knight Dasuohan glanced at the Pope, who was wrapped in holy light. This brave knight also pumped up the hot holy light in his body, making the ciphertext armor on his body seem to be covered with a layer of streamer.

  The epee in his hand was also wrapped in scorching power, and in the echo of Odin's shield, he strode toward the darkness in front of him.

   A few seconds later, Dassault flew back at a faster speed.

   Like a cannonball, it was smashed into the wall behind the temple.

   The round shield in his hand is intact, and the rune light is beating for protection. But the epee in the other hand has been broken and twisted in a way that doesn't look like it.

   It was only the first contact that made the great knight lose his weapon.

   "Hey, before you became a Paladin, you must have been a warrior, right? Look at your charge, it's too standard."

  The pirate whistled, held the scroll of the hand of fate, and shouted to the great knight who was climbing up from the ruins:

   "Go get that sword! The saber of Thoradin the Great, today we need you to become a warrior again under the teachings of the Holy Light, otherwise you can't stand it.

   Also, Merry, why are you standing there? Go up and help! "

   "Nothing, I'm just getting ready."

   The old lich waved the Guardian Staff.

   Swipe the sharp ice gun with the tip of the wand into the dark storm tumbling in front of you, accurately cut the fragile nodes of the dark magic power, and eliminate a shadow storm into nothingness.

   As he went to the battlefield, he looked at the pirates who tore the scrolls beside him, and said in a strange tone:

   "I had this feeling before, this is going to come here, seeing you put the three of us in plain sight. You tell me the truth, Blake.

  In your words, did you plan to use the three of us as your 'tool people'? "

   "Bullshit!"

  He raised his head, grinned at the old lich, and said frankly:

   "If I can handle this alone, do you think I have to bring the three of you here? There are two artifacts hidden here, because I can't handle it alone.

   That's why I have to find a tool person for help.

   Stop complaining, friend.

  You guys are willing to take the bait and become tools, I didn't force you, right? Emperor Thoradin has given you tasks, and you just need to follow the instructions of the sages.

   Hey, the rewards are all ready for you

   Mighty warriors, monsters are ahead, come on! "

   (end of this chapter)