Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 218 37. I pardon your sins with a sledgehammer

   When all abyss creatures were created, they were born with the consciousness of abyss corruption.

  Their existence itself represents the distortion, tolerance and transformation of all things by the void. All void creations, including Flesh Abnormalities, Shadow Demons, Krasis, Faceless, and Kessil, rarely have a normal form.

   They love taboo eyeballs, ecstasy over tentacles, and prefer bug- and fish-like shapes.

  The tail is necessary.

  As for the backward and normal organ like the hand, it is definitely not a necessity for them.

   But the rules are embarrassing in this scene, bro.

  Without hands, how do you play guessing?

  Does it depend on the mind?

   "Whoosh"

  Blake is out of stones this time.

  When the divinity of the hand of fate turned into a phantom boulder that was constantly spinning, and smashed **** the dark soul, the body and soul of this void thing simultaneously roared and roared indignantly.

   It fell into a trap.

   But it was powerless to resist.

   "Stop struggling, playing guessing games with a guy like you is as simple as playing guessing with some blue tanuki with a four-dimensional chrysanthemum.

   I can win with my eyes closed! "

  The pirate looked up at the broken ugly soul and said:

   "I really doubt right now that the divine power of fate left by Unknown Loa was born to deal with you Void Creatures.

  The rules of this game, any race with an IQ higher than feet may be killed.

   But only Heaven can overcome you.

   is just like targeting you on purpose.”

  The pirate raised his left hand, and in the third round of guessing, he threw the cloth of destiny, wrapping the dark soul.

   is like launching a sandstorm burial.

   As Black's five fingers folded together, the screaming dark soul was compressed and twisted bit by bit, and was once again torn apart by one-tenth of its size in the squeeze of the strange divine power.

   "There are still seven rounds. Enough for me to tear you into pieces that my mother doesn't even know."

  Black raised his left hand and looked back at the old Lich, he called out:

   "Merry, do you want to come and play?"

   "Just have fun yourself."

   The old lich was expressionless, and expressed his refusal with a blank expression.

   He has been very indifferent to these strange and strange actions that Black, a stinky pirate, will do.

   This meeting did not intend to join the "happy" guessing game, but devoted all attention to Krasis who bound the dark cave.

   In fact, the old lich is also "playing".

   But the way he plays is the Xueba type, which is not the same as the superficial simple game of pirates.

   After completing the Ascension Ritual, incarnating as an eternal immortal lich, he received new powers from the gift of death.

   The time is still too short, and I have not been able to use this power familiarly, and this abyss monster that has the power of the void and is almost immortal is just used to practice.

  Under the blessing of this idea, the old Lich played "two-line operation".

   Holding the Staff of Atiesh, maintaining the shackles of the ice chains, and while invoking death and withering, he constantly created death cracks around Krasis's huge body.

   One after another shocking blue energy erupted like a fountain.

   Every time the body of the abyss creation is washed, a part of its huge limbs will be wiped away like a rag, which is the aspect of all life, and represents the swallowing and scouring of death.

  These abyss creations were born in the obscurity and grew up in the depravity of the void.

   But they are still twisted beings.

   Since it is life, it can be attacked by death.

   This scene is extremely evil!

   The great knight Dathohan, holding the steel sword Stromka, held the steel sword in front of him in a defensive posture while the holy light bloomed. But now, it is no longer necessary for him to step forward to conquer.

   Just hold the relic of Thoradin the Great and protect the old mage who is casting spells.

   He looked to the left.

  The old Lich is torturing Zakaz's corrupt body with the power of death.

   The dark blue energy that surrounds it makes one feel horrified at first glance. Its coldness not only affects the body, but also freezes the soul.

  The armor of the great knight was covered with black frost, and he moved his steps to stay away from the old mage.

   He looked to the right again.

  The pirate Blake over there, holding a round shield in one hand, constantly waving various gestures in the other.

   Every time the guessing game is over, that weird and ferocious soul, such as the ugly soul with twisted flesh covering the dark mud, will be torn off a large piece.

   Those torn souls will be swallowed up by the cursed war scythe placed at his feet.

  In this dark cave, you can vaguely hear the low-pitched laughter and contented whimper belonging to the devil, full of evil flavors.

   This gave the sincere great knight an illusion for a while.

   He does represent the righteous force fighting against the dark things, but the two around him are not just friends.

   Right now this scene is more like a "civil war between evil and evil".

  The frost of death swayed by the old lich, and the purple howling soul entwined around the pirates, made the two of them more like the dark walkers in the story.

  He is a glittering paladin, and it is too out of place to stay here.

   "Gloomy despair marches in the abyss They curse this world where order will collapse. Help me! Help me."

   The Void General, whose body and soul were tortured at the same time, finally couldn't bear it any longer.

  Zakaz realized his weakness, and it was impossible to deal with the people in front of him at the same time. With a low, sneaky and weird roar, he struggled to open the purple-black shadow door.

   In the frantic roar like a murloc, the sound of a large piece of strange beings stepping on the water and dashing in the underground cave rang out, which was the call of this unfavorable abyss creation.

   It wants to call those creatures who are hidden in the dark underground world and serve the **** of curses to the battlefield in front of them.

   "Evil! Never succeed!"

  The big knight who was watching the play, even a little bored, immediately came to the spirit when he saw the door of the shadow opened.

   His eyes lit up, holding a sharp steel sword in both hands, striding forward, radiating holy light all over his body, he wanted to fight against evil, so that he could win victory in this dark place for his holy faith.

   But just as the Holy Light Shadow Emperor took three steps forward and was about to swing his sword at the twisted flesh and blood thrown out in front of him, a scorching and huge fire of Holy Light rose from the temple outside the cave.

  The flame was like a rising sun.

  The moment it was swayed into the dark place, it illuminated every part of the underwater cave, and the scorching heat of the light was so dazzling that the great knight covered his eyes with his hands.

   A rude yell came from the pirate who was playing a game of guessing.

   The shadow power around him was dissipated in an instant.

   The old Lich was even worse.

   clutching his burnt body, which was constantly emitting white smoke, staggered back several steps, waved his hand and smashed an ice storm on his body, and only then did the golden flames burning on his body go out.

   Those flesh-and-blood monsters who howled and rushed into the material world with the opening of the Shadow Gate were completely engulfed by this scorching light, as if the flames had burned through the barren, leaving only ashes falling.

  The creation of the abyss in the cave, the general of the void, the slayer of the ancient gods, Zakaz, let out an earth-shattering roar.

pain!

   seems to have returned to thousands of years ago, and returned to the battlefield with Tyr, the **** of courage.

   It is as if the gods who have long fallen here have reappeared on the earth of the material world.

   is surrounded by inexhaustible burning courage, with an iron will that will never be defeated, across the vast sea of ​​endless time, and come to execute the final judgment of evil!

"Do not!"

  Zakaz roared out a voice of despair in the burning golden flames.

   "Cool!"

   is like a forbidden duet.

  While the creation of the abyss roared, the pirate Blake, who was chasing the shadow, also held the hand of death and waved his thumb to the temple behind him.

   in front of his eyes.

  In this dark temple, which has been sealed for thousands of years, Alonthos Fao, a bad old man, is standing in a real light.

   The hood on his body was burnt away, revealing his white priest's robe, and his long beard swayed in the light.

  The waist is straight and straight.

   Floating in front of his left hand is a heavy warhammer, shaped like a scroll.

   There is a clenched fist in the center.

   One after another, pure and extreme holy light, like beating lightning, radiated power from the warhammer, and then poured it into the old man.

  Beyond his robe, a mysterious beating rune was created, like a battle armor of holy light was created for him, and the golden wings spread out behind the old man.

   On his head, there is also a golden halo.

   There is also a streamer flashing in his eyes.

   Let this human pope come down to the land of despair like a golden **** at this moment, to call out the light of hope and remove all evil.

handsome.

   is indeed handsome.

   This bizarre sight represents that the legendary priest, with pure holy light, finally reawakened this divine weapon after tens of thousands of years after the fall of the gods.

   "Whoosh"

   The hooks thrown by the pirates were locked on the stone pillars of the temple, and Blake's figure was like a flying bird, lightly straddling the light-filled land, and lightly landed beside the Pope.

   "Your Majesty, your work has been successfully completed."

  Blake stretched out his hand, placed it on the two-handed warhammer that was floating in front of him, and said to the Holy Light Pope who was posing in the holy light:

   "You can go."

  “哐”

   The pirate's voice just fell.

   A sound that made everyone tremble, sounded right above the cave.

   The eyes of the remaining three people looked up, and the rock formation supported at the top of the underwater cemetery, after losing the divine power of the Holy Hammer, could no longer withstand the heavy pressure of the lake above.

  Under the action of water pressure, a black crack was quickly shattering along the stone wall.

   And the icy water also spewed out from the crack.

   This is going to collapse.

   "Merry, take the two away, don't worry about me, I have my own way to escape. This valley is about to collapse, the farther you take them to run, the better!"

  Black carried the golden warhammer that was entwined like a scorching sun, turned it around in his hand, and held it in his hand with a very standard attitude.

   He stared at the abyss creation that had been weakened to the extreme, and said to the old lich:

   "The rest, I'll finish!"

   "Om"

   At the same time that the old Lich's teleportation was activated without hesitation, the pirate's shadow step was activated.

   is like a light that travels through the darkness.

   The next time he appeared, he landed on the ugly head of the abyss creature.

   At this moment, the pirate, like a standard Holy Light Shadow Emperor, shone with golden light all over his body, and even had golden wings shining behind his back.

  Expression and light and shadow effects are directly full!

  “哐”

  The scorching big hammer smashed Zakaz's big eyeball with a hammer, and it fell like a raging flame, smashing a third of the head of this extremely weak and ugly thing.

   In the next instant, his figure drifted.

  The slaughter feast is activated while the light and shadow are entangled.

   Holding the golden gleaming hammer, while the mountain wall above his head was completely shattered and the heavy and icy water collapsed, he dragged the figure of the streamer warhammer and danced up and down this Krasis.

   The hammer in Black's hand hummed.

   It is roaring.

   After these ten thousand years, it will complete what its master has not done!

   Although it is not held by a god, it is even incompatible with the power of Tyr, the **** of courage.

   But at this moment, the silver hand artifact, awakened by a legendary priest again, still opened up his power to Black without reservation.

   In the cascading stream of water, the shattered body of the creation in the abyss seemed to burst into thousands of stars.

   is like being in the golden holy flame, and finally incinerating it and the distortion and corruption it symbolizes, in the last moment of the cursed life will be ended.

   It raised its head and looked at the flowing water above its head with the only dull eyes left, and from that water, it saw the new world thousands of years later.

  It was born on a mission to drag the world into despair.

but.

   There is no such chance again.

   (end of this chapter)