Azeroth Trail of Light

For the first time, C'Thun's strange voice escaped from the illusion and appeared in the world. The power of chaos is extraordinary, the shock wave swept across the audience, and everyone's movements became stiff for a moment.

The Unscarred Man in obsidian armor let out a roar, and the black stone sword in his hand slashed left and right, cutting Brox and Rexxar into the air, and then strode towards the man who was pouring holy water into his mouth with a warhammer. Dick, the paladin only had time to block the light shield in front of his body, and his body flew out very quickly like a hit baseball.

The Unscarred One was able to cut down the giant dragon with a stone sword 1,000 years ago, and was transformed by C'Thun himself after the war. The strength of the warriors who deviated from the Titans was so strong that no one could imagine, but their strength has been limited. Yes, unless you enter the furnace of origin to refill your strength, you will not be able to improve for the rest of your life.

The body of the paladin slammed into the low wall on the edge of the battlefield in embarrassment. Fortunately, the Naaru shield helped him block the impact. Dick's chest felt tight, and he quickly got up from the ruins of the bricks. C'Thun's whisper made him dizzy, but the instinct of his body still made him jump to the left the moment he got up, and the next moment, the obsidian giant sword slid down in the air.

"boom!"

The stone sword fell to the ground, and an impact-shaped dent tore open the ground. Amidst the dust, the paladin threw out the thorn hook lock, and the sharp clasp was wrapped around the arm of the obsidian giant. The body of the paladin floated in mid-air, Accompanied by Ossirian's roar and rotation, Dick was like a leaf falling in the wind, floating around.

He felt as if he had returned to the scene where he was entangled with the green dragon in Ashenvale, but now Dick is no longer the weak person he was before. In the midst of the world spinning, he closed his eyes tightly, trying to calm his mind provoked by C'Thun Get down, then grab the chain with your left hand and climb up quickly.

He once had a face-to-face battle with Nefarian who turned into a dragon. Dick knew the weaknesses of these big guys. As long as he could climb onto their bodies, the difficulty of the battle would be much easier.

And when Ossirian roared like an enraged giant beast spread throughout the ruined battlefield, the repelled Brox and Rexxar also wanted to rejoin the battle, but they were stopped by Rhonin. The mage pointed to the crystals that had been overflowing with black mist from the cracks, and shouted to the two guys,

"Crystal! Kill Crystal, that big guy is finished! Attack Crystal!"

The two orcs looked at each other, raised their weapons and rushed towards the crystal, but they were not Dick who possessed the power of order, so when they first stepped into the crystal, the pressure from C'Thun oppressed Seeing that Rexxar had no choice but to stop.

"I can't deal with this kind of power that loses my mind! Brooks, I'll help Dick, and you destroy the crystal!"

The pressure on the old orcs is also great, but for high-level fighters, after entering a certain stage of strength, the cultivation of the mind will also increase the schedule. They have a practice method called "Iron Will", Let their will truly be as strong as steel, blood-red anger lingered on the surface of Brox's body, his eyes began to become bloodshot, and although his steps were scattered, they were extremely firm.

He nodded towards Rexxar, gritted his teeth, dragged the weapon behind him, and blocked the front with his left arm, as if he was resisting the invisible storm, and marched towards the crystal with difficulty.

The hunting master rushed in with his war bear, porcupine and falcon to join the attack on Ossirian. In fact, it was not an attack. Their weapons could not cause effective damage to Ossirian. This Anubisath's defense is too perverted!

C'Thun's whispers continued. It was obvious that at this moment, this evil god had taken over Ossirian's body. His movements were crazy and dangerous, and the obsidian in his hand set off frantic waves on the ground and in the sky. Bladestorm, Dick saw Rexxar dashing into the battlefield, he had a flash of inspiration, the thorn hook in his hand quickly wrapped around Ossirian's neck several times, and then pulled the chain At the end of the obsidian giant's shoulders, he jumped behind him!

The total length of the thorn hook lock is nearly 35 meters. This kind of chain made by the secret method of the watcher is as light as a feather, but it is extremely tough. The body of the paladin glides in the air. Tightening, the paladin threw the other end of the chain to Rexxar who ran over.

"Pull back! Drag it down!"

The tall orc understood, and the two of them immediately dragged the chain and ran backwards. When the chain was tightened, Ossirian's tall body fell backwards unexpectedly, but the strength of the obsidian warrior itself should not be underestimated. He staggered, stabilized his body again, threw the obsidian stone sword aside, grasped the chain around his neck with both hands, and kept struggling.

The huge pulling force caused the legs of Dick and Rexxar, who were pulling the chains to keep retreating, to rub against the ground constantly. Seeing the chains that had been tightened to the extreme, the hunting master opened his mouth and let out a roar. The voice, that is a barbaric voice, is the beast language in the ancient heritage of the orcs, a skill that only the best hunters can master.

His battle bear Misha and the porcupine Frey roared in response, and then charged from behind the obsidian giant from left to right, like two tanks advancing at full speed, the moment they approached the obsidian giant, they suddenly Jumping up from the ground, like two shells, it slammed into Ossirian's calf.

At this moment, Dick and Rexxar also exerted their strength at the same time. The two fighters really exerted their breast-feeding strength, with fluffy muscles, roaring, and dragging their feet step by step. Misha and Frey kept moving Hitting the obsidian giant's calf from behind sent his body staggering every time, and at the last moment, when the falcon Spyree spread his wings and passed from the dazzling sky into the earth, he slammed straight into Ossirian. At this moment above his head, this giant, which had never fallen since its birth, finally fell to the ground for the first time.

Like an earthquake, the impact shook the entire ruined battlefield.

And at the same moment, the cracks on the beige crystal became bigger and bigger amid Brox's roar, but no matter how Rhonin, Vereesa and Emeril attacked, the cracks always spread on the crystal surface, but Never breaks or shatters.

Seeing that the Unscarred Man was about to stand up from the ground again, Luo Ning and the others looked anxious.

"Attack me!"

A sharp voice sounded beside the Archmage, Luo Ning turned his head and saw Moam coming out of the hiding place, the body of the Obsidian Destroyer Lord was still shaking, it could be seen that he was really terrified. Suen and Ossirian, but for now, he stood up, his cheetah-like eyes fixed on the crystal, and shouted to Ronin,

"Use your magic! Just like before, attack me! Quick!"

The archmage looked back at the floating crystal, gritted his teeth, put his hand almost close to the body of Lord Obsidian Destroyer, calmed down, and two balls of lava fire smashed into Moam's body.

"Not enough! Come again!"

Moam turned his head very dissatisfied, crossed his hips, and stared at Luo Ning condescendingly, "Your attack was not so weak before!"

"Bastard! Shut up!"

Two distorted wrinkles flashed across Luo Ning's brow, he gritted his teeth and let go of his hands, this time there were more and bigger fireballs, this wave of onslaught made Moam scream again, he opened his mouth On the edge of its wings, the gorgeous magic pattern began to shine again.

"Moam's mane is full of power!"

"Look at my blow!"

Obsidian Destroyer clasped his hands together. It can be seen that he is also struggling now. He is converging the crimson power in the palms of his hands into one ball. When it is compressed to the extreme, the voice of the Obsidian Lord suddenly becomes high-pitched.

"Savage orcs, get out of the way!"

Brox dodged to the right with difficulty, and the next moment, a crimson beam of light shot out from Moam's palm, and precisely hit the shattered marks on the crystal surface.

Just like glass meeting an extremely high-temperature iron rod, the cracked crystal surface shattered at this moment, and mixed black mist spewed out, forming a distorted monster shape in the air , and then Dick opened his left hand, and a holy shock containing the power of order was directly crushed.

It's hard to say whether Moam's attack relied on his own strength or his luck, but as long as the obsidian lord absorbs enough magic power, he can easily deliver a powerful blow. The lord's full-strength blow gathered the power of several bursts of Ronin's mana. After the energy was compressed this time, this powerful blow was obviously the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The crystal shattered, and the shock wave formed by the energy swept across the battlefield, but compared to the previous bitter battle, the aftermath of this energy level is at best a drizzle-like breeze blowing on the face.

Ossirian no longer struggled, like a fish thrown from the water on the ground, gasping for breath, the carrier of C'Thun's sojourn has been destroyed, it can no longer affect the obsidian giant's thoughts, but Unfortunately, this warrior of the titan has been lost for too long.

Dick gasped heavily. He walked up to Ossirian with the Flame of Justice. Looking at the exquisite gold-leaf jackal mask, he took a deep breath, raised his hammer, and swung in the air. A graceful arc was drawn, hitting the center of the visor.

"boom!"

In the storm of sorrow in Silithus, the visor that the Unscarred had not removed for 1,000 years was shattered, revealing a face that was horribly scarred by the brutal battle.

Vereesa supported the weak Ronin, the triumphant Moam, the admiring Emeril, Rexxar, and the orc warrior Brox sitting on the side, all surrounded Dick , the Obsidian Destroyer lord who has made great achievements spread his hands flatteringly,

"Ah, great masters, look at you! You have achieved what mortals cannot do. The powerful Unscarred who killed the dragon fell before you. This is really a magnificent epic battle!"

The archmage looked at Ossirian, the unscarred man who had lost all signs of life, and his question was very pragmatic.

"Now? What should we do?"

The silver warhammer in the paladin's hand turned into a golden elf sitting on his shoulder. Dick was smoking a pipe, and slowly unwrapped the gauntlet on his left hand, and removed the red-gold gauntlet full of holy scriptures. Throwing it to Moam, revealing a silver fist with an amber ring, he rolled up his sleeves, strode onto Ossirian's obsidian body, and half-kneeled on the giant's chest.

"Anubisath is the jailer left behind by the Titans. When they came out of the furnace of origin, they had only one mission!"

As he spoke, Dick raised his left arm shining with holy light,

"After the guardians disappeared in time, these jailors were corrupted by the escaped C'Thun, but this does not mean that they have forgotten their mission. In fact, these warriors only need to find their commanders again, and they will be able to fight against the enemy. You can take on this mission again!"

"boom!"

The silver fist hit Ossirian's chest, like the most sophisticated device, the silver fist is a key to the Buddha, the chest made of obsidian slowly opened, and there is a dim spar in it, take a closer look, There are still tiny sparks dancing in the spar.

Dick opened his silver arms, and gently touched the surface of the spar. His voice was soft,

"Although I can't find their original commander, I can choose a new commander for them!"

"Crack, click, click!"

When Dick jumped down from Ossirian's chest, the body of the obsidian warrior who had lost all signs of life started to move again. At this moment, the yellow sand was rolled up again, and everyone was ready to fight again. Ready, but Dick didn't care. He raised his head and let the hot wind blow his hair.

Ossirian is like a weapon bestowed by the gods on earth. His blue skin exudes a metallic luster in the sun. He slowly turned over, stood up from the ground, and swiped the obsidian stone sword next to him. Holding it in the hand, the face full of scars, the gray pupils changed in the sunlight, and finally fixed in the golden luster.

The divine weapon leaned on the stone sword in front of its body, and then slowly fell, kneeling in front of Dick in a standard half-kneeling ceremony, with its tall head bowed down.

"Defender Ossirian fights for you, Dick Bronzan!"

The paladin turned around and looked at the people behind him. He tilted his head, smoking a pipe, the sleeve on his left arm was rolled up to the crook of his arm, and the ends of his black hair were blown by the wind.

"From today onwards, I am their commander!"