Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 922 19. Lord is gone, no need to send it, this place has good service, Lord will come again next time

   According to legend, there is an invisible river in the material world leading to the paradise of the dead, and no one can see it with their own eyes, except after death.

  The River Styx is everywhere, it flows under the material world, every dead person will cross this river all the way down, and finally reach the other side of life.

Places such as Valhalla, Hell, Emerald Dream, and Old Bwonsamdi's Hell are all "toll booths" on the River Styx. They cannot interfere with the flow of the River Styx, but they can use their "authorities" to detain them. Some souls who were supposed to go to the world of the dead.

   is used as a reward, or as a punishment.

  Death does not have a real master, so Hela and the others, the so-called "death gods", only have the power conferred by death and perform the duties of the **** of death.

   As long as you see through this, you will naturally be able to pierce the true meaning of the weakness of those **** who call themselves death gods.

   They are not as powerful as they say they are, and they are definitely not invincible.

   Of course, the most troublesome part of the death gods is that their existence is bound to the shadow world, and they will not die in the material world, which creates an illusory feeling of "death **** eternal life".

   Make them feel like they can do anything.

   But in fact, the **** of death also has his own headaches, such as now.

"what!"

   When Hela went upstream along the Styx River and returned to her own **** plane, what she saw was a miserable scene. Her fleet burns on the edge of the Underworld, handpicked marauder captains beheaded on their ships.

   Her army of Hylajar was disintegrating.

   Even if the invaders have retreated to the border of the entrance to the hell, the cowardly undead are still unable to hurt them, and they are even blocked at the door and slaughtered.

   Her beloved exudes a rancid smell. Every puddle is carefully placed with a nest of drowned ghosts. There are ghost fires floating everywhere, and the muddy swamps full of bones are broken.

   The headless corpse of her favorite watchdog, Gorm, lies bleak on her way to her throne.

   The poor dog's belly was slashed open, and the stench of its guts flowed all over the place, and even the undead suturers of Maldroxus couldn't sew it up again.

  Gom's soul has been taken away, and his dog has left him forever.

  It will never be able to wake itself up when it is enjoying its deep sleep, and it will never be able to destroy the souls it carefully selected because of its clumsiness, and it will never eat the souls it sent to the Maw because of its greed.

  Well, thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem like a bad thing for Gorm to be dead.

   After all, it has already given birth to a litter of pups in the maw, it has completed its mission, and it has enough time to cultivate a more obedient and fierce group of dogs.

   But what Hela couldn't bear the most was the Odin battle flag in the center of the Eternal Battlefield.

   That thing radiated golden light, illuminating the dark and gloomy hell, as if to declare that Odin's servants had triumphed in the world of death.

   The existence of this thing is no longer a so-called shame.

   It is more like grabbing Hela's face, and ruthlessly opening bows left and right to teach her what is the output of riding the face.

asshole!

asshole!

   Damn everyone!

   What does this mess look like? Give me back my cold, cruel, incomparably evil, death **** that all living beings fear!

   "Gail! Kill them all!"

   Hela, who appeared in the sea of ​​​​underworld outside her throne, roared wildly, the black single wing behind her flapped, and the cold face was full of killing intent.

   Under her scolding, the mysterious giant who had torn apart the eternal battlefield and woke up from the rift roared and charged.

It has a huge body composed entirely of gloomy gray armor. The armor is dotted with ferocious skeletons and sharp horned crowns as decorative traces. It is also wrapped in a layer of black chain armor to protect the body. soul.

The    recurved sheep's hoof-shaped steel legs shake the mountain every time they walk, and there are three sharp claws-like blades on the back.

The most peculiar thing about    is its head.

   There is no head supporting the helmet at all, only a death face made of steel with black horns like a demon.

   Black recognized it at a glance.

   This is not a creation of the material world, it comes from the maw of the shadow world, a death behemoth forged by the warden Zovall with the knowledge of death and the fire of **** in the Soul Eater Forge.

   looks very intimidating, but in front of the powerful Maw Walker, it is a dish, only 25 well-equipped Maw Walkers can easily follow the command.

  Er, there's only one Blake here?

   That’s fine.

  If you can’t beat it, let’s run.

   If this thing rushes over, it will be incredible, a fog of death is enough to kill everyone in seconds.

   "You go!"

  Black clenched his weapon behind him, and the Supreme Shield Maiden full of fighting spirit pouted and said:

   "You can't beat it, don't try it, this thing can't be killed in the material world, but the soul energy that drives it is terrifying.

  Hella chose to use it here, which means you won’t encounter it the next time you come. "

"next time?"

  Heya's eyes widened, she didn't quite understand the meaning of pirates.

  Blake said very cleverly:

   "Yes, next time, soon, don't worry. I have seen that you have received an invitation to honor, and you will compete with the most powerful warriors in the world.

   I know how much you want to win, but I know you can't win.

  You are still too young. "

"I"

  Heya wanted to retort, but finally shut his mouth.

   "Go, take your clan back to rest, you are tired enough today."

  The smelly pirate moved his hands and said to the Supreme Shield Girl:

   "If you still lose next time, it means that you need to find some opportunities to increase your knowledge and vision. I just need a stinky puncher on my ship. Do you want to come?"

   "You want me to be your slave?"

  Heya's eyes became dangerous, and she said:

   "You want me to serve you this man?"

"up to you."

   Black shrugged and said:

   "You won't know how vast this world is until you are beaten down by another group of violent men, and then I will welcome you on my ship, shield girl.

   is for strength?

   Still want a little dignity, you choose.

  Come on, don't stay here, I'm going to say goodbye to my dear Queen Hela. "

  Under the urging of the pirates and the oppression of the dead beast in front of him, the shield girls quickly withdrew from the hell. Hela wanted to block the gate of the hell, but there were obviously rune wizards from the Hall of Valor who were keeping the gate open.

  Although the shield girls won great victories, they also suffered heavy damage. Although the good and bad of Hela's subordinates are mixed, there are some who can really fight.

   However, thanks to Black's advance arrangement and Queen Eddie Hill's personal operation, none of the shield girls were seriously injured and died, and the most serious ones required amputation or paralysis.

   But that’s okay.

   Today's brilliant victory in **** has made these shield girls eligible to enter the Hall of Valor. As long as they don't make mistakes in the rest of their lives, they will be able to be connected to the Rainbow Bridge by virtue of today's hard work after death.

   But whether they can directly mix with the high-level Valkyrie after entering, it depends on their later life performance.

   Even in Valhalla, classes exist.

   For those warriors who yearn for glory, entering the Hall of Valor is just a starting point.

   All the shield girls quickly withdrew.

  Heya was the last to leave. She glanced at the pale **** one last time, and slammed the broken spear in her hand into the weapon around her waist.

   She is definitely coming back!

   She definitely wants to wash away her shame, that warrior holy sword, she has it!

  Blake stood on the high ground at the exit of Hell. He didn't bring any weapons. He just held his hips and shouted and mocked Hela in the ocean at the end of Hell:

"Hella, I broke into your home, I killed your dog, I played with your subordinates in applause! This is the trap you set for me, expect me to kneel on your knees like a defeated dog under the tentacles.

   Good plan, but too bad.

   Now, tell me!

  The great queen, who is the loser? Who should kneel down and beg for mercy? Didn't you curse me? Where's your curse power? Why don't you cast spells to kill me now?

can you do it? "

   "Ah! Damn Black! I curse you, Drake! I curse you!"

  Hella was so angry that she was about to ascend to heaven on the spot.

   She waved her terrifying claws and wrapped her black tentacles around the pillars. She roared loudly like she lost her mind:

   "Kill him! Go! Kill him!"

Under her order, nine pairs of dark wings unfolded, and the fearsome Nine Valkyries, led by their leader, Summoner Anhilde, flew over the head of the heavy but slow-moving behemoth of death, heading towards Black. Assassination came.

   Facing the assassination of the Nine Valkyries, Blake stretched out his fingers and snapped his fingers.

   In the next moment, on the ground in front of him, a majestic lightning spear fell from the sky, and Odin laughed heartily. Obviously, this was what Black wanted Odin to help.

  The flying gods of the Nine Valkyries were completely caught off guard. In an instant, three of them were hit by the Gungnir spear thrown by Odin, and their whole bodies burned and flew backwards.

   This is Odin's full blow.

   Even if there is the obstruction of the seal of the fortress of the sky, and the interference of the **** plane, this shot is powerful enough, no weaker than the shot that pierced Deathwing at the beginning.

  Although they couldn't kill the Nine Valkyries, it was enough to make them feel heartbroken.

   "Hella's doglegs!"

  Blake took off his gauntlet leisurely and activated the ritual of extracting artifacts that had been arranged. When blood dripped on the spear of light that dissipated in front of him, he said sarcastically to the retreating Nine Valkyries:

   "Wash your neck and wait. The next time I come to play with you, I don't have to give it away. Don't be so polite, we will have to deal with each other often in the future.

   Of course, if you feel that there is no future for you to follow Hela, the Nagfar will always be your warm home.

Oh, right.

  Queen Hela, the Nagfar asks me to say hello to you, the ghost ship that was betrayed and abandoned by you will one day return to **** with its wrath, please wait patiently. "

After   , the pirate stood up, took out his Titan Lucky Dice, and threw a ball of Odin's divine power in his hand into the dice.

   Its entry changes immediately:

   Name: Black's Titan Lucky Dice

  Quality: Unfinished【2/12】

  Item Effects:

   1. Justice:

   Flip the dice, there is a 1/12 chance to get the effect of [Tyr·Power of Justice], and after the effect takes effect, you will get the enhancement of Tyr's divine power.

  Each of your attacks will have additional damage of [Justice Divinity], applying the effect of [Justice Condemnation] to the opponent.

   The destructive power of this effect greatly strengthens the creatures of the chaotic alignment.

   2. War:

   Flip the dice, there is a 1/12 chance to get the effect of [Odin·War Power], and after the effect takes effect, you will get the enhancement of Odin's divine power.

   Each of your attacks will trigger [War Shackles], applying the [Duel] state to the opponent. Before the end of the battle, the opponent will be unable to use all means of escape, and any retreat and escape behavior will trigger the [Cowardly] effect.

   Reduces defense, magic resistance, attack speed and movement speed, increases the chance of being broken, and increases damage received.

   This effect can be stacked multiple times.

   For chaotic camps, this effect is greatly improved

  Item Description:

slightly

"cool"

  The pirate stood up and rolled the dice up and down, but unfortunately, the special effect was not triggered due to bad luck.

   In the screams of Hela and the speechless gazes of the Nine Valkyries, the pirate swaggered towards the exit of the Underworld. The moment he entered the portal, he turned back and said to the world behind him:

   "I've written down all the sins my little cuties have suffered here in my little notebook. You wait for me. Next time I come, I will definitely give you a big 'surprise'.

   But remember, gentlemen, the pirates will always give you a chance to surrender.

   Surrender and lose half, this is the rule.

Goodbye.

  Master is gone, don't give it away.

   It's bad luck to see you. "

   After he finished speaking, his figure disappeared into the revolving portal, leaving only a dead world of hell.

  Hella must be very upset.

   But who cares about her, who cares what she thinks.

   "Come on! That tauren is going to die."

  Black Feather Falcon flew over and landed on his shoulder the moment he returned to the material world, and said something to him.

  The pirate shook his head and corrected:

   "He is already dead, and now he just wants to accept the call of the shadow world and go to another world. He has been stuck in the material world for a long time, and the little blue people are here."

   Miss Hisaly Black Crow followed the pirate's gaze suspiciously, but there was nothing in the air.

   But Black saw it.

   A blue Grian angel is floating above Narmus Highmountain's soul, leading him to the world of the dead.

"not like this."

  The pirate whispered.

   He walked quickly towards Narmus, surrounded by a group of vrykul women, when he saw the pirate approaching, he suddenly smiled, and handed him the eagle's claws that had changed drastically.

  Black nodded, he would fulfill his promise to send this thing back to the Thunder Totem of Highmountain.

Narmus seemed to have fulfilled all his wishes. He stretched out his hand to the little blue man Green in front of him, indicating that he could take him away, but with a whistle, Black blocked the eagle's claws from Narmus and the little blue man. between.

   He said to the tauren:

   "It's not like that, remember how Huon Gaoling left this world?"

   "Ounhara."

  Narmus Kaolin widened his eyes and said:

   "It was the Great Hunting Wings that carried him into the sky to the afterlife, where he ran forever and hunted forever, but only the heroes of the High Ridge Clan then had."

   "Do you think you are not a hero?"

  The pirate glanced at the gentle little blue man, wearing a battle helmet so that the little blue man could not see his expression, he listened carefully, then looked at the sky on the other side, and said:

   "Look, here it comes."

  In the loud eagle roar, the white giant eagle rode the wind and descended from the sky.

   This is the first time Blake has seen the appearance of Oun'Hara, the Hunting Wing. He probably fought corrupt monsters with Ursoc in the Emerald Dream before.

  The claws were still stained with blood.

   But it still came.

  Narmus stared blankly at the Hunting Wing that flew towards him, it was the protector of all hunters, and only the greatest hunters were eligible to be sent off by it when they died.

   "Go."

  Blake patted Narmus on the shoulder, shoved a folded letter into his hand, and whispered:

   "After you pass, remember to give Huon Gaoling a message for me, I need him to do me a favor."

   (end of this chapter)