Azeroth Shadow Trail

  Chapter 972 68. If other fathers and daughters fight, you can just eat melons, why do you have to participate?

   (There is a problem with the title of the previous chapter, but the background modification cannot change the title. The editor is still in the New Year, and I will change it after the year. SORRY)

   "Hack him! Quick, I hold him down, give him an axe!"

  Death platform, at the same time as Daelin and Fina's father-daughter team, Grom is being besieged by five warriors, Varok, Samuro, Lanteresso, Jean and Muradin.

   How rampant this hellish orc chief was before, how embarrassing it will be.

   Muradin, who was in the state of the gods, pressed down the legs of Grom, who was roaring like a beast, to prevent him from getting up. Genn pressed on the chief, and his claws were torn apart like crazy wolves.

   And the two swordsmen were also slashing with their swords, and Varok Saurfang was charging.

  Hellscream, who was suppressed on the ground, could only grab Gorehowl with both hands, and he resisted the slashing and slashing from above. His arms, shoulders, and head were covered with scars.

   Blood almost soaked his body.

The five people in front of them are not easy to deal with. One-on-one will take some time to deal with. Now, one-on-five, the battle is still limited to such a big place as the Death Platform. Under normal circumstances, Grom is almost No chance.

   Chief Warsong and others are well aware of this.

   So while they were trying to send Grom out, Hellscream was also trying to "cheat" in his own way.

   "His power is growing, come on!"

   The disgraced Muradin shouted and urged.

   With the brute force of the dwarf gods, it was almost impossible to hold down Grom Hellscream, whose eyes were getting redder and redder. This guy's blood bar was being continuously reduced by other warriors.

   But that doesn't mean he's getting weaker.

  Under the blessing of the legendary power called "Ghee Roar", the heavier Grom's injury, the stronger his destructive power, and his true peak combat power can only be displayed when he has residual blood.

for example

Now!

"boom"

   The dwarf warrior who was pressing the orc's legs was kicked out by Grom, and the blood-covered mad wolf Jean, who was lying on the orc's body, was also kicked away by Grom's angry punch.

   The swords cut by the two swordsmen above their heads were firmly blocked by the blood-stained Gorehowl.

   Amid the burst of blood-red anger, Grom, who seemed to have stepped out of the sea of ​​blood and corpse, got up bit by bit in a half-kneeling posture.

   The heavy slashing knives pressed down by the two Sword Saints could not hold him down.

  Grom Hellscream's current posture is the same as that of the transformed Devil's Muscular Man. With the full release of Gorehowl's power, he is like a moving humanoid muscle monster.

   "Boom"

   The Gorehowl spun in his hand, pushed aside the swordsman's sword, and swung an axe in the front step, colliding with the hand of darkness that Varok hit.

  Saurfang's condensed anger wrapped around his weapon was directly smashed to pieces, and he lost his balance and took a few steps back.

  Grom stood there, blood dripping down his shattered armor, the wounds on his body and the weapon in his hands, it was his own blood, the blood shed by the besieged by these people in front of him.

  The angry ghost-like Grom raised half of his face, and surrounded by five people, the **** face gave a distorted smile, as if the people in front of him were not surrounding him.

   But he surrounded them all by himself.

   "Gorrow is roaring."

  Grom stuck out his tongue and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth. He said:

   "It has already tasted the blood that belongs to me, and now it wants to change its taste, everyone, did you cut it well just now?"

"Roar!"

  The confused Genn who was stimulated by the blood was the first to pounce with his wolf claws. He moved like a ghost, and the wildness of the werewolf was fully exposed. With a casual tear of his claws, he could cut through the steel plate.

  Gene is clearly an assassin-type fighter.

Relying on the werewolf's beast perception, he dodged Grom's two axes in a dangerous and dangerous way, returned his two claws, and drew a bloodstain that slanted across the door on the orc's face, and the next claws went straight to Grom's throat. Go away.

   But the moment the third axe hit him, a light burst from the werewolf king and disappeared into the platform.

   The power of this axe caused the eyes of the other four disgraced warriors to widen, and also caused the wolf mane on the neck of Genn, who appeared unharmed outside the platform, to stand upright.

  The wildness in Jean's heart, which was hit by the breath of death, exploded like a bomb, capturing his mind in an instant.

   This gray werewolf was faster, and the claws of its claws were more prominent. It rushed to the platform in front of him like a ghost, and was blocked by the divine power set by Odin.

  Gene screamed and scratched at the golden wall of light. The golden light he grabbed flew, and blood appeared in the beast pupils of his eyes. At this time, Gene was the strongest form of being overwhelmed by animal nature.

   Helpless, he has lost the opportunity to continue the competition.

   If it is a real battle, he will be dropped by the opponent in seconds before he can open it.

  The power of the werewolf should not be such an inconvenient thing, it can only be said that Genn has not really mastered the power of the werewolf. If he can skillfully complete the transformation of the animal gray wolf in an instant, the one who will be eliminated may be Grom.

   But as a legendary werewolf with thick blood and high defense, he was just hit by an axe in seconds. Grom, your Gorehowl is a bit strong, are you out of luck?

"First!"

  The Warsong Chief grinned with white teeth.

   He didn't seem to feel the pain on his face at all, and looked at the next victim.

  Lantresso slashed with a knife in the form of Wind Walk. He created three power clones in an instant, intending to complete a quadruple jump. If he hits this knife, Grom will definitely lose the power to counterattack.

But Gorehowl swung like a rolling storm, and a whirlwind slashing with one hand destroyed the Juggernaut's clone, and on the last blade of the axe, he blocked Lantresso's war blade, and then another one. Remember to throw the Orc Juggernaut on the face in the choke blast.

  The latter counterattacked in an instant, but obviously Gorehowl's headshot was a little faster.

   The black sword disappeared with its owner before it slashed Grom's neck.

"the second."

  Grom touched the newly added wounds on his body, he didn't care about the pain that he had no sense of, he was even enjoying the pain.

   That spurred his anger to explode, and the feeling of walking between life and death was great.

   It was as if he had finally escaped from the boring reality, and he only needed the last blow from others to end this sinful soul that was already heavy.

   Muradin, who was in the state of the gods, was made hairy by the posture of Grom's war ghost, but the dwarves were a group of reckless men. Not only was Muradin not afraid, but he took the initiative to roar and pounce with a hammer and axe.

   Samuro also appeared from the flanks in response to the frontal attack of the dwarves.

  In the state of a juggernaut, he launched a surprise attack with a burning blade in his hand. His mirror image attacked with him. In order to kill with one hit, the flaming juggernaut used three of his own swords.

  While Hellscream blocked Muradin's warhammer and battle axe with Gore Roar, Juggernaut pierced his heart with a neat sword from the back of the orc chieftain.

   However, when the fiery burning blade slid into Grom's back, it could no longer pierce forward as if it was stuck with both hands.

  Grom's anger has been transformed into substantial armor, making this fatal blow come back in vain, and the anger from the orc's body roars in reverse, like the charge of fiery spikes.

"boom"

  Muradin was kicked flying by the war chief, and slammed into the ground below the platform, hitting the center of Daelin and Fina's crazy knife fight, forcing the "cannibalistic" father and daughter to separate.

   And Musaro, who sneaked around and attacked, was smashed by Grom with the Gorehowl axe like a warhammer in the next instant.

   His sword struck.

   But Grom didn't die from it.

The feeling of being on the verge of death made Hellscream seem to have hallucinations. He could fall down at any time. He couldn't even hold the battle axe in his hand, but looking at the guy who was bleeding all the way, only Saurfa was left Er still feels the pressure like a mountain.

   "Come on, Warlock!"

  Grom dragged Gorehowl, which was full of blood and flesh, and walked towards Varok Saurfang step by step. He pointed to his blood-stained head and said:

"Go here, hit hard, and you'll take down the mighty Grom Hellscream and earn your clan's prestige. You'll be Hellscream's finisher, and you'll be crowned champion of Draenor. The name.

come! "

   "Why don't you give yourself an axe?"

   Varok sneered, grabbed the hand of darkness and sneered:

   "Do you also consider suicide a sin? Grom, when did you become a paladin?"

   "Of course my life will be at the hands of the enemy."

   Chief Warsong shrugged and answered staggeringly:

   "I'm a warrior after all, don't talk nonsense, come on, I can't find your brother to practice, you can barely do it, but you are far worse than Brocks.

   I heard that the screams of pigs can scare you?

   Well, Warlock, Warlock, you are not far from learning Death Wish. "

   In the next moment, it was like two people chatting at the same time.

  The two sturdy bodies wrapped in anger collided fiercely, and after a loud battle cry, a stream of light dissipated in a pool of blood.

  Grom looked down at the hand of darkness under his feet that turned into a streamer and disappeared, he shook his head, and the world in front of him was already spinning.

   But the desire to fight in his heart is still roaring, and he has to find the next opponent.

   Looking back a second later, he saw that the Tauren Kane was cutting off Lord Darius Crowley's neck. Behind Kane, the Supreme Shield Maiden who was trying to sneak attack had an arm broken.

  Heya roared and swung the sword of Odin's wrath towards Kane with one hand, but the tauren turned around with a halberd, and without the slightest pity or hesitation, pierced the shield girl's heart.

  Heya's armor collapsed and shattered in an instant, just like being hit by a battering ram.

   When she appeared outside the platform of the Death God, her fingers were still covering her heart. At that moment, she really saw herself as a Valkyrie in a trance.

   But in the next second, there was an unconcealed frustration on Heya's face.

She clenched her fists and looked back at the platform behind under the frenzied roars of the heroic spirits. Grom was jumping down from a height with difficulty, while Kane was also carrying his halberd and waving his tail towards Grom. .

  Between the two, it was a battle situation where the situation changed again.

  Because of Muradin's "fall", the battle between the two Proudmoores was forced to stop, but Daelin did not intend to end her trial just like that.

   "Hey, Dai Lin, come with me, that orc is a bit powerful."

   Muradin used the stone armor condensed from the body of the gods to be shattered by Grom, making this dwarf prince with a good character look like a fragile pottery art.

   He got up from the ground yelling and beckoning his good brother Dalene to come with him to deal with Grom, who was swaying while walking.

   But Daelin ignored Muradin.

   His red eyes stared at Fina opposite, and his daughter stared at him too.

  Beside Fina, was the flaming sword Saint Samuro who was leaning on the blazing blade and was struggling to get up.

  The father and daughter exchanged glances for a second, then Fenna drew his sword and threw himself at the Fire-blade Juggernaut, while Daelin looked at Muradin with his command sword, he swiped the blade wrapped in anger, and said to the angry dwarf:

   "My dear Muradin, you should know that this is a big fight, right?"

"I know."

  Muradin blew his beard and said:

   "That's why we have to solve it together. Wait, you don't mean that"

   The dwarf turned his head and saw Daelin's eager eyes, Muradin froze for a moment, then pouted, and slammed the warhammer and battle axe in front of him twice.

   Amidst the powerful sparks, the dwarf's stone face also showed an expression full of fighting intent.

   "Ah, you think old Muradin is easier to deal with than Grom, don't you? You cunning bastard! Well, then let old Muradin teach you a good lesson the way he taught you about swordsmanship.

  You should know that your father's swordsmanship was also taught by me, right? "

  “哐”

The response to the dwarf was a powerful double-edged beheading. Daelin, who was in a state of rage, turned on the attitude of the steel vrykul. This beheading hit Muradin, causing his broken stone armor to click outward. shatter.

  The dwarf was not polite, he blocked the beheading and then threw the storm hammer, and in the approaching charge of the roar, he vented the anger of being beaten by the green skin just now on Dai Lin, who took the initiative to challenge.

  As he said, he wanted to teach the disciple who had been rebellious since childhood, just like Dai Lin did when he was a child.

   As for Fenna.

   She has no energy to pay attention to the battle situation on Daelin's side. Even if Samuro is injured by Grom, this Fire-blade Sword Saint is still an extremely difficult opponent.

  His nimble footsteps and swift attacks, elusive raids and indistinguishable power illusions made Fenna feel like she was dealing with a downgraded version of the stinky brother Black.

   But it is such a powerful opponent that it makes sense to challenge!

   Isn't it because she longed for this kind of story of encountering a strong enemy and conquering it, that she gave up the family's magic tradition and walked the way of a warrior instead?

   This is the battle she longs for!

   The elven swords in both hands vibrated and called to her, Quelceira roared at the enemy, and Quel'Delar calmed Fina's angry heart.

   The double swords are communicating with her, and the double swords are guiding her to the higher stages of this path of power.

  Fina's rapid growth is definitely not just because of her stinky brother. Even without Tyr's divine power, she will definitely become a formidable warrior.

  She is studying.

   When passing by the Burning Blade again and again, or being hit by the Burning Blade, she clumsily imitated the opponent, converting it into her own power in a very short period of time.

   After realizing that it is impossible to win the battle with the Fire Blade Juggernaut in the way of a fighter, Fina immediately changed her style of play, and at this moment she seemed to be Black wielding Salameni.

The anger is still burning, but Fenna's attack method seems to have seamlessly switched from a berserker to a one-hit assassin in an instant, dodging the jump cuts of three power illusions in a row, so that she is switching positions with her own illusion and trying to sneak attack. Samuro also looked surprised.

   But it is now this moment, we must strike!

   Samuro's heart is also longing for the victory of this battle, which is a bet on the hope of the Burning Blade Clan regaining its lost glory.

  The moment the three mirror images were slashed by Fina, the Fire Blade Sword Saint jumped out of the shadow behind Fina, and the flaming warblade pierced through Fina's back like the sword that stabbed at Grom just now.

   was warned by Queldera's Mirror of Mind, so Fina turned slightly sideways, so that Samuro's blade did not hurt his heart.

   The price of missing a single blow but not being able to kill is heavy.

  The victory and defeat were reversed in the gap.

  In the next instant, Samuro was stabbed by Quelceira, who was stabbed with a backhand to wrap his anger, and pierced his neck with a smashing technique, and shattered the Juggernaut's body into light in the rotation of Fenna's wrist.

   Blood spilled from the stupid warrior's fingers, she felt the pain and weakness, and in the next instant she raised her head, just as Dai Lin got up with almost the same movement.

   The dwarf behind Admiral   , whose heart was broken, also turned into a streamer and disappeared on the platform.

The    father-daughter game will of course continue, and Grom and Kane have already fought.

   There are only four people left, and the outcome may be at the next moment.

   (end of this chapter)