Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 612 165. Odin is displeased! --Add updates for the birth of a baby [2030]

   Black shouted to abandon the ship, which is quite pirate.

   But no one has time to pay attention to these. Everyone above the castle was confused when they realized that Deathwing was rushing towards this direction to sow destruction.

  Windrunner's mother and Varian carried several children to the edge of the castle, while the trolls jumped directly from the heights.

   And the elven rangers and phoenix mages below also realized the problem.

   They caught the children who had been dropped from the heights below, and there were also hooks and locks that were thrown towards the edge of the castle for the adults to slide down.

   The scene was extremely chaotic for a while.

   And the speed of Deathwing's advance was very fast. When the little star flew into the sky with dozens of elves and human children, the fallen dragon had entered the broken Dalaran city in the magical pursuit behind.

   Lava jets spew from cracks in the ground wherever it goes.

   Those collapsed buildings were crushed to **** by the chaotic gravity in the shadow of its wings.

  The eldest cousin's skull was constantly spewing out the blood of corruption, and the scorching dragon blood was sprinkled on the ground to create a strangely shaped corrosive ooze, which was polluting the land in this way.

  The concentration of the void is constantly increasing, even though most of it has been destroyed, but under the wrath of Deathwing, it wants this stupid city to become a sad footnote in history.

  The paladins who were covering the retreat of the innocents used the silver hand to shape a super-large barrier on the edge of the city, sheltering the last group of panicked people to evacuate the city.

  The golden luster of the holy light made Deathwing extremely dissatisfied.

   When it flew by, it slapped it with its broken tail like a long whip. With only one attack, it shattered the barrier of the Paladins, and turned its head and spat out a mouthful of "saliva".

   The flames of shadows that melted everything fell from the sky, causing the Paladins to suffer heavy damage in an instant, but with the Silver Hand sheltering them, it did not result in total destruction.

   This made Deathwing even more dissatisfied.

   It feels that things are not going well today. After suffering a humiliating headshot, is it now weak enough to kill even a group of insect Paladins?

   What a shame!

   It's all the stinky pirates!

  Thinking of this, the Fallen Dragon King's disgust for the bug Black was even higher. Its huge flaming wings flapped a little faster, making it rush towards the collapsed and sloping Violet Castle in front of him like a black battering ram.

   It sensed that Anduin Lothar, the **** pirate and the central figure of human civilization, was there.

   "Die! Die!"

  Deathwing roared loudly, first spraying shadow flames covering the entire castle, black flames fell from the sky, covering the entire unfortunate castle.

   In the savage collision of the World Destroyer's huge body, the entire collapsed castle was smashed into pieces.

The scene was like a battering ram hitting a burning castle head on, no matter how the castle was connected to the underground magic net, how delicate and powerful the defensive magic was, and no matter how unique it was when it was built. The structure, all under this collision, vanished into ashes.

The    huge energy shock ring centered on the collapsed Violet Castle spewed out in all directions, blasting another giant gap into the disfigured ground that had been shattered.

  Those trolls and elves who didn't have time to escape seemed to be thrown into the most frantic tide under this collision, and most of them died on the spot.

   Those who survive will also live forever under the tyrannical shadow of Deathwing.

"Ha ha"

  Varian Wrynn was breathing hard in the smoke of the ruins. He felt short of breath, and the holy light around him also shattered when he raised his head.

   Beside him is Fenna Jinjian, who was protected by his holy light.

   The idiot warrior will turn pale, the half-elf once thought she was fearless, but it wasn't until after the events of Dalaran that she realized that she was not as fearless and determined as she thought.

The Azzinoth barrier on her arm has been shattered by a third in the crazy collision of Deathwing just now. Even the hardest magic steel in the Twisting Void is fragile when facing the World Destroyer Like a child's toy.

   Fortunately, this shield blocked the impact, otherwise Varian would have no chance to save her.

  In the collapsed ruins behind, smoke and dust splashed everywhere, and the disgraced Windrunner mother dragged her severely injured war beast pet Minnie and limped out from the collapse.

   She was almost buried under the collapsed rubble just now.

   But the best feature of being an undead is that she can't feel physical pain, which allows General Lireza to basically maintain her fighting power.

   "Dad, save me!"

  Behind Windrunner's mother, the former daughter of the family, Caitlin Luinwever, would have been frightened.

   She squatted in the rubble, holding her head in her hands, screaming for her archmage father to come and save her.

   But in this scene, let alone an archmage, even inviting Queen Azshara, the most powerful spellcaster in the history of Azeroth, is probably enough.

   After all, what they have to face is the ultimate "nightmare" in this magical world.

   "Marshal! Marshal! Are you still here?"

  The armor on his body was shattered, and Varian, whose waist and abdomen were crushed, struggled to get up, leaning on the Torbane battle axe, and staggered towards the smoky and dusty impact ruins ahead.

   As he ran, he called to Lothar.

   At his feet there are corpses of trolls shaken to death by the shock, it is ironic that these guys follow their chieftains for the dream of the empire, but end up so miserably.

   "Black! Black! Are you still alive? Squeak!"

  Fina is also looking for someone she cares about.

  The situation of the idiot warrior is much better than that of Varian, probably due to the effect of the Tyr divine power in her body, which made her almost unscathed after suffering such a disaster, except for her embarrassed appearance.

   Carrying the shattered shield and the legendary long sword, she blindly searched all around, looking at the Windrunner mother who was resting on the gravel behind her and shook her head.

   The chief retainer raised his bow, and with difficulty he shot an arrow of wind, dispersing the surrounding smoke and flames, revealing the scene of hitting the center of the ruins.

   Black is there.

He and Lothar held the battle-scarred Odin Shields on top of their heads, and the large shields helped them block Deathwing's shadowy breath, and in the castle smash, they were protected from being attacked. Crushed to death.

   Behind them, Zul'jin, who had transformed into a wild bear, was also pushing away the stone that was holding his legs away.

   This troll chieftain is very lucky.

  The position he was in made him only half burned by the dragon's breath, and the divine power of the four Loa gathered in his body made him survive the most difficult moment of falling.

   Perhaps the remaining power of the Amani Empire is protecting him, and his injury will be much better than Lothar.

   "Hehe, it really fits the scene of a fight to the death."

Zulkin coughed and spewed blood, and he turned into a human figure again, and rushed towards Lothar again regardless, even though he knew it would be time to evacuate, but the madness in his one eye represented that Zulkin was still unwilling to let go A good chance to kill Lothar.

   "Poof"

   As soon as the old marshal got up, he spat out a mouthful of poisonous blood dizzy. The toxin that Kargath had left in him had erupted, and the elves' elixir was failing.

   "Hey, I think this meeting should go."

   Black said something to Lothar.

   The latter supported his body with the Emperor's Sword, his eyes staring at Zul'jin who was rushing towards him like a madman, he raised his left hand and hooked at Black.

  The pirate pouted, knowing that he couldn't persuade the old man with death ambition, so he handed him the shield of Odin in his hand.

   As he retreated into the shadows, Black whispered:

   "Don't think you can escape your fate by doing this. I rescued you from fate, not by letting you die in the hands of an old, blind, and brutish troll bastard."

   "This is the future I choose, Blake."

  Lothar slapped Odin's shield with the sword of the emperor, enduring the pain of violent piercing in his body, he protected the round shield in front of him, and dragged the sword in his right hand to charge Zul'jin.

He says:

   "You said, I'm as free as you, and I have the right to choose. Only when I'm dead can they work together. We humans are ugly, right?"

   "You're just running away from greatness."

  Blake left those words indifferently and jumped into the shadows.

   He is unwilling to participate in this battle. The shining runes on Lothar represent that Odin is paying attention to this battle. Once he participates, Odin will be greatly dissatisfied.

   He didn't want to get into trouble with the King of War at this time.

"boom"

Zul'jin's arm blade stabbed fiercely on the shield of Odin, and the voodoo lightning and poison escaped. In this desolate ruin, Lothar roared and swung the emperor's sword towards Zul'jin. cut down.

The    troll wanted to dodge, but was pushed back by Lothar with a round shield.

  The old marshal was spewing blood.

   Every time he took a step, poisonous blood would flow from the corners of his mouth, but the more he did, the more his strength seemed to grow, and the more painful it was, the more intense his anger rose.

   His cheeks were extremely pale, and his eyes were extremely determined.

   Originally, Zul'jin, who was not afraid of the majesty of Stromka's blade, trembled when he saw Lothar's eyes.

   Perhaps three thousand years ago, Thoradin the Great beheaded his ancestor Dazar in this way.

   At this moment, just at that moment.

  Zul'jin's heart was disturbed.

He was forced to retreat by a dying man, and his arm blade kept waving, but every blow would be blocked by Lothar's light Odin's shield, but Stromka's slashing was impossible for him. dodge.

   After all, he only has one hand.

   is either used for defense or for attack.

   But the advantage is still on his side!

  Lothar was poisoned, his body couldn't hold it, as long as he persevered, victory would be won.

"boom"

  The old marshal seemed to have guessed Zul'jin's plan.

   With blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, he grinned wildly and grinned wildly, swung his left arm, and a fierce shield smashed Zul'jin's cheek, smashing his troll fangs.

   hit him backwards.

   Afterwards, Lothar threw away Odin's Shield, held swords in both hands, and rose from the ground. In the piercing roar of the battle cry, he slashed the battle sword, which had been wrapped in anger, like lightning.

   Execution and beheading!

   "Poof"

The   Emperor's Sword slashed through Zul'jin's left arm, almost ripping apart the small half of the troll chieftain and splitting his heart in two. At the moment of the end of life, the last blood of Amani also raised his arms.

  The fist of the gods used by the ancestors turned into a final desperate fight, and the sharp blade pierced through Lothar's chest and stabbed out from the back of the old marshal.

"what"

Under the severe pain, the sword in Lothar's hand swept upwards, and in the blood splattered, Zul'jin's blood-stained and ferocious head flew out, traversing the trajectory in the air, hitting Vari who was rushing roaringly. An foot.

"do not come!"

  Lothar supported his body with his sword and picked up the shield of Odin under his feet. The moment Zul'jin's headless corpse fell, he felt the endless scorching heat gathering above.

   The bald old man shouted, but Varian turned a deaf ear, but was pulled back by Fenna and Black behind him.

   "No! No! Come back! No! Father!! No!"

  Varian has lost all his sanity by now.

   he yelled, tears in his eyes.

   In front of his eyes, he saw Deathwing appearing like destruction on the edge of the ruins, the fallen dragon lying in the ruins of the city, its head held high.

   The burning eyes above the world-destroying iron palate are full of arrogant smiles that the conspiracy has succeeded. Although the dragon's horn was broken, despite the blood spurting out of the forehead, and despite the embarrassment, Deathwing still roared the victor at this moment.

  Deathwing looked at Anduin Lothar in front of him, it took a deep breath

   This dragon breath completely interrupted the backbone of human civilization!

  Lothar raised his head.

   The frail Marshal held a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. The tattered cloak behind him swayed in the scorching heat, and the corners of his mouth were still dripping with blood that represented the dissipation of life.

   He looked at the World Destroyer in front of him, he shook his head, clenched his sword and shield tightly, bursting with anger, the next moment.

   Charge!

   "Dragon! You can never destroy us!"

As he dashed to the end of the sloping ruins, Lothar charged into the sky with a heroic leap, facing Deathwing's eyes, and slammed the Emperor's sword in his hand as the scorching shadowy flames were about to erupt. Threw it out ruthlessly.

   He used the trick of Fenna Golden Sword.

   This is enough to make the stupid warrior burst into tears at this moment.

The    shattering throw carried Lothar's last anger, pushing the human emperor's sword, and stabbed into Deathwing's eyes fiercely at the moment Lothar was engulfed by the flames of shadows.

   "Dragon! How dare you destroy my best warrior! It was a mistake to leave you guys in the first place!"

   Above the sky, in the Rainbow Bridge, the angry King of War suddenly stood up from his throne, and the one-eyed Odin's roar spread throughout the sky of the northern border.

   "Feel the wrath of this Valhalla!"

"die!"

   "Crash"

As Odin's empty hand threw down, the lightning spear that penetrated the heavens and the earth shot out from the Hall of Valor, and when Deathwing was completely unable to escape, it pierced its body from behind, and the screams of the fallen dragon king , the entire city was completely covered by Odin's anger at this moment.

   This is not over

   "Go, execute my excommunication! Clean up the filth!"

  The King of War gave an order, and the Rainbow Bridge burst open.

  Under the gaze of Blakela's long voice, golden meteors entwined with thunder and lightning descended from the sky, and those golden Valkyries were riding white pegasus with battle flags galloping between heaven and earth.

  Lothar used his life to complete the test of courage for mankind.

  The smelly pirate shook his head and patted Varian, who was kneeling and crying bitterly, on the shoulder. He said:

   "Remember this day and remember who he died for. He said you were ugly, and I think so too. He earned your future, don't let it go."

   (end of this chapter)