Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 975 71. Commendation from the King of War

   "You rubbish! You actually attacked! Are you still not a warrior? Did you chop up that cow to death if you didn't see me? Don't you dare to compete with me in an upright manner?"

Outside the platform of   , the last three people who appeared here roared and scuffled together before they emerged from the light curtain.

   Odin blessed the warriors with divine power, allowing them to return to their original state after leaving the arena. Grom roared and punched Daelin.

Admiral    avoided his fist and sneered in return with a kick.

   He sneered:

   "The people who sold blood and won the tragic victory have the face to shout here? It's your suggestion for a big fight, don't your green-skinned brain understand what a big fight is?

   Want me to explain it to you with my fist? "

"To shut up!"

  Grom stretched out his hand to grab Gorehowl. With his red eyes, he saw that he was about to have another fight with Dai Lin here.

   The bloodless Grom is also difficult to deal with, but it is not so strong that he cannot defeat him.

   As long as he recognizes the "special mechanism" of this guy, he is not invincible.

   "Don't fight!"

  The honest man Kane wagged his tail and blocked the middle of Grom and Dalene. He stretched out his hand, separated the two angry and weak guys, and said earnestly:

   "You may have endless hatred in the outside world, but everyone has just defeated a strong enemy here and learned from each other's strength. Maybe we can't be friends, but at least we can not be enemies until we leave the hell.

   Enough of the dark things in this world, stop artificially creating conflicts. "

   "What's the matter with you?"

  Grom stared at Kane, and Daelin also said coldly:

   "Let go!"

   Obviously, the well-meaning tauren still can't understand the grievances between humans and orcs, but Kane doesn't plan to let go, and the alliance and the tribe seem to be fighting again.

   But he was in no mood for another brawl.

   The battle that belongs to him is over, and after the victory, his heart has flown back to his hometown.

   "What's the noise?"

  Fina strode over, grabbing her anger from Dai Lin's hand, she crossed her hips and shouted to the two people who were glaring in front of her:

   "I don't want the reward? You guys are going to fight. No one cares if you kill each other, but I'm still waiting for the reward."

   "Yes, girl Fina is right."

  The dwarf Muradin also stretched out his hand and pulled Ladaelin's trouser legs. He gave Grom a stern look, and said in a low voice:

   "We'll talk about it after you get the reward for the fight. When the time comes, the Shield of Aggramar is in hand, and the advantage is mine. We can easily bury these greenskins in Stormheim!"

   "The dwarf is right."

  The gray-haired Jean, who was suppressed by a group of heroic spirits and madly poured several sips of herbal soup to calm down, also said to Dai Lin:

   "That thing must be obtained, it means a lot to the Alliance. Of course, since I have helped you so much, after you get it, I want you to go to Gilneas first.

  I think since it is a divine thing, it should also have a suppressing effect on curses or something? "

   "Coward!"

   Grom, pulled by Samuro and Varok, roared:

   "You won't be my opponent even if you get that shield! Don't even think about going out of Stormheim, our battle hasn't been decided yet!"

   In such a conflict, the heroic spirits who survived the battle of **** all gathered around to congratulate the victor, Dai Lin.

  Although some guys think that Daelin's victory is disgraceful, because of the rules of the big fight, they have to admit the victory.

Three hundred heroic spirits who broke into the **** are now less than fifty people, and the Valkyries who led the expedition are even more than one out of ten. The good news is that Queen Eddie Hill, who was shot down by the Nine Valkyries, is still alive. .

With her broken wings, she was carried by two Heroic Spirits on a makeshift stretcher to the platform.

  Heya was talking to her.

   Chief Ulan was also seriously injured, but his dedication was obvious to all. Whether it was an orc or a human, they all expressed their gratitude to him and the Gaoling clan he represented after the war.

   It can be said that, except for the bad relationship between the Alliance and Horde that cannot be made up by a battle, the result of this battle is happy.

   "My warriors! Come together."

  The King of War, who finally satisfied the fun of watching the gladiatorial fight, grabbed his lightning spear and stood outside the half-collapsed death platform, calling out to the warriors in the fighting posture of a giant:

   "Come here, I have a reward for you, and a warning for you."

   At his call, a group of warriors strode forward with their heads held high, still in a clear line. Orcs and humans stood on one side, Varok supported the weak Brocks, and Kane also supported the seriously injured Ulan.

  The situation on the human side is better, but Lord Crowley and Jean's eyes are red and their bodies are shaking. It is obviously the power of the werewolf trying to break through the cage.

   Muradin was a little disgraced, but he was in good spirits.

   Dwarves are big hearts, he will be thinking about what reward he can get from the Lord of War.

   Fina, who is supporting the Elf Sword Saint Salorian, is in the best condition.

   She even found time to change into a new set of clothes and put on makeup to hide her red eyes. The upper body is a small hunting vest, the lower body is black breeches and leather boots, and there is a pirate hat on his head. This dress seems to be mad at Dai Lin.

  Vrykul Hya was neither on the Alliance's side nor on the Horde's side. She stood with Kane and seemed to be discussing something with Kane.

  Everyone was here, Odin nodded, grabbed the sky lightly with his left hand, and a heavy titan shield shone with blue thunder and mighty power floated in front of everyone.

  This shield, like other titan creations, is full of a sense of coexistence of heaviness and sophistication.

   It is a split structure.

  The shield is composed of several parts. Under the traction of the central circular energy ball, the shield body is formed, but there is a space separated from each other, which looks very magical.

   "The Shield of Aggramar, the titan's relic, and the remains of the Pillars of Creation, are the guardian relics of the great Pantheon in Azeroth."

  Odin touched the shield in front of him with emotion, and he said in a deep voice:

   "Those who wield this shield will survive the end of the world's collapse, but defense is not its only strength, and within it the great Aggramar has preserved his knowledge.

   It does not reject learning from others.

   This is one of the foundations of this world's existence, I have guarded it for over a million years, but now, that responsibility will be passed on to the mortal warriors.

  Time flies too fast, this world no longer belongs to us, but to you.

   This is your glory and your mission.

  Daline Proudmoore, come forward! "

   The admiral whose name was called took a deep breath. He strode forward, holding the command knife in his hand and straightening his waist, ignoring the complicated gazes of everyone behind him.

   "It's yours."

  Odin stretched out his finger and lightly tapped the dangling shield of Aggramar, and the heavy shield shone with power and brilliance fell in front of Daelin.

Admiral    reached out his hand and touched the shield.

   At the moment when his fingers touched, he saw a giant walking among the stars in a trance, wearing a simple battle armor and carrying a burning broken blade on his back.

  Wherever he goes, the ignited and corrupted planets are destroyed one by one, and those worlds that still have hope will be defended by his undefeated sword.

  Daelin is not a sincere believer. Whether it is his belief in the Church of the Storm or the Church of the Holy Light, he is at a level of general belief and utilization.

   But at this moment, when he saw the great figure of the guardian Aggrama, his body and mind showed a kind of worship, and the signs of the birth of faith.

   At the moment when Dai Lin's will was about to fall into the majesty of the gods, the illusion in front of him suddenly changed.

  The boundless stars turned into a burning sanctuary, and the majestic figure turned into a burning **** standing in the fire. He turned his back to Dai Lin and maintained the movement of standing with a sword.

   is filled with a majesty of destruction, depravity and darkness.

  Before the illusion dissipated, Dai Lin saw Aggramar's burning eyes in a trance, and the moment she was stared at by those eyes, Dai Lin's heart almost stopped.

That.

   That's not him.

   At least not the Titan warrior who guards the order of the stars in Odin's mouth!

  What happened to him?

  Daelin woke up, he saw that the shield of Aggramar had been worn on his right hand, the split shield was closing, and a force poured into his body.

   And those obscure knowledge and terrifying swordsmanship that only belongs to the Guardian Titans.

   He can learn.

   But he doesn't even understand

   Obviously, there is a threshold for learning this stuff.

   "Your power is not enough to fully unlock its power, but the existence of these is enough to make you run wild in the mortal world."

  Odin looked at the dimmed shield, he sighed and said:

   "It's just that the shield of Aggramar is the supreme relic of order, and if your actions deviate from order, it will abandon you and punish you.

   Holding the Aegis is not just a formal oath, Daelin, it is also a shackle.

  You will understand this later. "

   "Thank you for your gift, Lord of War."

Admiral    put the holy shield in his hand behind his back, and he thanked Odin very sincerely.

  The King of War nodded and motioned him to step back.

   "Grom Hellscream, Cairne Bloodhoof, come forward!"

  The Lord of War summoned the other two.

   The orc with the battle axe snorted and glared at Kane viciously. The old cow disagreed. Although the contact was brief, he already fully understood what kind of **** Grom was.

  His bad character is as deeply rooted in his heart as his strength.

   No wonder even the orcs didn't like him.

   The two of them stepped forward and lined up around Odin.

  The King of War looked at the two warriors in front of him with a look of love and regret. Kane is a believer of Mother Earth, and he is destined not to come to Valhalla.

   But Grom's soul, Odin is set!

   However, the sins of this soul must be washed away first, which is not an easy task.

   "I know what you ask for in the trial, and I will give you the praise you want."

   Odin said in a low tone:

   "Kane, when your tribe and the centaurs are in the final battle, the warriors of the Hall of Valor will join you in the war, and they will be used by you. It is also up to you to decide whether to give the centaur the final destruction.

  Because of the brave performance of you and Ulan Gaoling, I also set my sights on the tauren. As long as the brave warriors are willing to accept the glory of being a heroic spirit, they will have a place in the Hall of Valor. "

   "Thank you, Your Majesty."

  Kane's tail swayed at a speed visible to the naked eye. He finally got the assurance of the king of war, and his biggest worry disappeared.

  The brave warrior finally found peace of mind, and he was very happy, and bent down to salute Odin.

   "As for you, Grom, you want a lot."

  Odin looked at the rebellious Warsong Chief and said:

   "I might give you a chance."

   "Then you might as well give me a chance to challenge you!"

   Grom shouted:

   "I want to know the power of the most powerful warrior in this world, I will challenge you in your Valhalla, Odin!"

"Ha ha ha ha"

  The King of War gave a great laugh, and said:

   "This is neither a burden nor a reward for you and me. Of course I will agree to a warrior's challenge. But the reward I want to give you is what you are longing for."

   Odin's mouth moved, but no sound came out.

  Grom heard that.

   The orc who has always been crazy calmed down, and after a few seconds, he nodded and silently accepted the compliment.

"The secret of the werewolf curse is hidden in Goldrinn's wild divinity, and there is only one way to cure it, and that is to find Goldrinn and get his blessing from the arrogant wolf god. "

  The Lord of War said to Genn and Darius:

   "But it's easy if you just get rid of the curse, as long as you get the Luna Scythe"

   "That scythe was lost by the **** elves."

  Gene said helplessly:

   "They couldn't find it themselves."

   "So I will send my raven to lead the two of you to the forest of Ashenvale and get the Luna Scythe in that ruined temple."

  Odin waved his hand, and the great raven Muning flew down from the light of the sky, spinning around Jean and Darius.

The presence of    means that Odin does know where the scythe is.

  This king of war has been imprisoned for hundreds of thousands of years. When he is bored, he will send his two ravens to travel around the world and act as his eyes to watch the "live broadcast".

   He knows the historical changes of this world, and he knows many, many secrets that have been buried in history.

   This made Genn and Darius ecstatic, and the two bowed to Odin sincerely to thank him, but were reminded by the Lord of War:

"There is also an ancient beast in the human soul, which means that your life can draw strength from ancient inheritance. Maybe someone has reminded you that the werewolf form is not a simple curse, it is a blessing of power. "

   Odin said:

   "So, my advice to you is, keep it, recall your human nature and suppress your animal nature, you will need this power soon."

  Grey-haired Jean hesitated.

   He and his lord looked at each other and nodded silently, indicating that they would consider the opinion of the King of War.

   "Orcs, your desires are the same."

   Odin finally looked at the orcs and said:

   "I have told Grom how to get rid of the demon blood, but you need to wait for a chance. The story of the orc warrior defeating Hela will also spread throughout the world, which may save your precarious reputation.

  I haven't been to Draenor, but I can tell you that from you, I feel the remnants of power from the Titans, your world is not simple, orcs.

   It may also be one of the worlds favored by the Titans, so don't give up on it, it's stronger than you think.

   As for the Fireblade Clan

  I will give you the name of Valarjar Warriors, you can recruit new members among my followers, and I will give you the battle standard of Valhalla, so that the power of the Burning Blade will never weaken. "

  The orcs also got what they wanted, and they all smiled happily.

   Blake, who was watching this scene, curled his lips. He saw that Odin was so generous today, and suddenly felt that the conditions he had agreed with him before were a little too bad.

   Maybe taking advantage of this old leader's happiness today, I can make more points?

Um.

  Blake touched his chin and quickly made a decision. He will try it later and then order. It doesn't matter if it's not, if it's really coming, won't you make a lot of money?

   (end of this chapter)