Azeroth Trail of Light

"boom!"

The two shields collided again, and Ygrim's weak body took a step back. Under the blessing of Anveena's holy light, Anduin miraculously blocked the collision. He took three steps back, and then Charged towards Ygrim.

The little prince's martial skills are very solid. When the light shield in front of him shifted, he chopped the Wind Chaser Sword towards Ygrim's arm, but was blocked by the gate-like shield of the Guardian of Truth. On the periphery of the Ku people, the surface of the shield turned slightly, and Anduin's body was deflected, and then the Vrykul kicked on the front of Anduin's light shield, smashing the light shield, and Anduin was thrown into pieces. He was kicked and flew out.

But no injuries.

The Vrykul's weakness is not a lie. His strength at this time has weakened. Although his combat skills have reached its peak in the long years, there is no doubt that he has already felt the pressure in the face of the blessed Anduin.

Especially the thick layer of holy light made him feel quite tricky.

"Good fighting spirit, but this alone is not enough!"

Ygrim felt the pain coming from his body, but he gritted his teeth and was unwilling to retreat, even unwilling to retreat, and rushed towards Anduin who got up.

Just like when he led the wintermire vrykul to fight in all directions, on the cold snowy field outside Ulduar, he used to charge like this crazily, and then slashed and killed those earth spirits, weak earth spirits.

Dick watched the scene of the battle between Ygrim and Anduin, and the story of Ygrim couldn't help appearing in his mind. Since this guy holds one of the three holy weapons of the paladins, Dick is very interested in His memory is still very clear.

Ygrim used to be a winter-smitten vrykul warrior, tens of thousands of years ago, the most powerful vrykul tribe, they were even arrogant enough to want to rule the land of the gods, because there is no one in the world that can Let them conquer the forces now.

So they went to Ulduar, those butchers were crazily slaughtering everything in front of them, Ygrim was the craziest of them, no matter who stood in front of him, young or old, or warriors, he would be merciless Cut into two pieces.

His notoriety spread far and wide on that snow field, even the titan guardians in Ulduar had heard of him.

Fate is so wondrous, it's hard to imagine that such a bloody butcher would one day take up the Keeper of Truth, but he did.

No matter what you like, you will feel bored after doing it for a long time, not to mention the cruel thing of taking life, so after a long battle, Ygrim is also a little tired of killing opponents, not because he Weakened, but because, perhaps after a massacre, the vrykul decided that such bullying never brought him the honor it deserved.

So during the next "hunt", facing the old, weak, sick and disabled in the earth spirits, and his ruthless compatriots who were about to raise their battle axes, Ygrim hesitated, and also raised his battle sword.

But he didn't slash at the earth spirit, but he slashed his fellow clansmen who were surrounded by death and blood to the ground.

When the terrified earthen asked him why he helped them, Yrgrim spoke of a creed he would hold to for the rest of his life.

"Kill for the sake of killing. Conquer for the sake of conquering. There is no honor in such things, they bring only shame and remorse. Yes, I regret it. I deserve to live like a warrior, not a butcher."

"Go away, brat!"

The sound of fierce battle awakened Dick from his memory. He saw the old warrior, who was forced to fight back by Anduin who gave up his defense. It wasn't that Ygrim was too weak, but After being infused with Anveena's energy, the biggest disadvantage of the little prince has been evened out.

When Anduin gave up maintaining the shield of the naaru, and poured the inexhaustible holy energy in his body into the wind chasing sword, the golden long sword was scorching hot, and every time he swung it, he could even leave a streak on the ground. Sword marks, and as Dick's only disciple, he has learned more than ordinary paladins.

Judgment, Hammer of Wrath, Blade of Holy Light, and even the Holy Avenger's holy power explosion, when the little prince was really shrouded in holy light and charged, even Ygrim could only choose to avoid it. His sharpness.

he is old

But he is not old enough to even lift a sword!

Like an irritated old lion, facing the arrogant lion cub roaring at him, he chose to move on.

He is old, his strength is not as good as before, his bones are trembling under this fierce battle, and his footsteps are starting to falter, but so what?

Who can destroy a will that refuses to yield to time?

Dash forward, sideways, spin, shield bash!

When the gate-like Guardian of Truth hit him head-on, the little prince caught a trace of a flaw and could only retreat, but the next moment, his body was like a baseball that was hit. Everyone flew out in embarrassment.

It also brought a series of exclamations from Mrs. Anwena.

"Hoo hoo."

This blow caused Ygrim's body to groan unbearably. He leaned on the Guardian of Truth with both hands, and pressed the shield and long sword to the ground. Anduin, there was a happy expression in his eyes.

Looking at this scene, Dick had a guess. Maybe when Ygrim stayed alone on the snow field in Ulduar, he helped Tyr and the titan creations who escaped from Ulduar to resist the pursuers. Such.

That was after Tyr united with Azadas and Elonaya to steal the Norgannon Disc. Loken, who was worried that his betrayal would be discovered, set off an army that wanted to destroy Tyr and those fugitives. , but on the road ahead of the stormy cliff, a tall figure stood in front of the pursuers with an oath performer in his hand and a guardian of truth leaning on him.

Those were Loken's fire giants, steel vrykuls and frost giants. On Yrgrim's side, there were only those winterscorned vrykuls who followed him. In the snowflakes of the storm cliffs, two armies were completely disproportionate. When they collided together, that was the most brilliant spark in Tire's story.

Evil and justice, lies and truth.

Ygrim perfectly fulfilled the oath he made in front of Tyr, and fought to the last man. Yes, in the end, wherever he went, those timid and evil servants could only run away tremblingly, even the crazy one Yrgrim alone remained in the army.

But he alone is like a wall that cannot be crossed.

However, Loken released the evil lieutenant of the ancient gods when his pursuit was blocked. When Ygrim traveled thousands of miles to the Eastern Continent, he only saw the cemetery, the Fall of Tyr.

The guardian of the symbolic order died, but Ygrim still kept his oath. He stood there for thousands of years, until he felt the weakness of his life, so he set off to find a new one for his oath. true heir.

Thousands of years passed, and countless people came to the tomb of the former king with oath performers in their hands, but none of them could be recognized by Ygrim.

Maybe it's not that this mighty warrior hasn't found a suitable heir, he just doesn't want to admit that he's old, that's all.

"Come! Last blow, come!"

Ygrim slapped the shield of the Guardian of Truth with the oath performer, making a crisp impact sound. He was out of breath, and his body came to the end during the long wait. He only expected that after this oath transfer Before that, there will be a final, hearty battle.

Regardless of life or death, regardless of victory or defeat!

Anduin was also aroused with the unique pride of a teenager. The blow just now hit his defenseless body. Although there was holy energy flowing, whether it was Dick or Anveena's holy energy, healed The effect is too low, so right now, his nose is bruised and his face is swollen, and his mouth still smells of blood.

But the little lion didn't care about these things either. Whether it was the arena in Feralas or Kun-Lai Mountains in Pandaria, there was no place that could bring him the blood that only real battles could bring.

The little prince clenched the hilt of the Wind Chaser Sword with both hands, once again aroused the endless holy power that Anveena brought him, and his whole body was like a shining holy warrior, striding towards Yi who was standing still. Graham.

Seeing this scene, Dick's eyes narrowed. From Anduin's holy light, he felt a trace of the essence of power. It seems that this battle brought more gains to the little prince than he imagined. Much more.

He moved his shoulders. After this blow, this battle will be over, and it is time for him to leave here. There are many things in the Broken Isles that are worth searching for, and he doesn't have much time. Soldiers in Stormheim After all of them were transferred to the Borean Tundra, he was about to join the Northern Expedition.

The goal is of course not Alsace. To be precise, the ultimate goal is not Alsace, Ulduar and Yogg-Saron, and that is what really makes Dick a headache.

Thinking for just a moment, the roaring Anduin and the roaring Ygrim had already collided in the two rays of light, the rays of light merged, expanded, and finally exploded, accompanied by a light collision sound, the oath practitioner It flew out far away at high altitude, and stuck upside down at Dick's feet.

It screamed uncontrollably, as if it was worried about its previous master again, until Dick's hand stroked the hilt of the sword, its mourning sound slowly subsided, and Dick even felt a little obedience from it.

Maybe as long as he wants, he can also participate in this trial, but it's unnecessary.

The paladin stepped forward, and the turned mist of holy light exploded at the last moment, making the hall extraordinarily spectacular. Wherever Dick went, the holy light gently parted, as if to make way for his king again.

"call"

Dick's shoulders sank, and Anwena sat there, hugging her shoulders, looking unhappy.

"Idiot, your disciple is even more stupid than you! Even with my lord's strength, he still can't beat that old man."

"He's just a kid."

Dick shook his head, bent down, and parted the golden mist. Ygrim and Anduin fell to the ground. Neither of them had any obvious wounds. Worse, Dick helped him up, and then threw out a chain of holy light, grabbing Anduin from the ground as well.

"Has he passed the test?"

Dick asked.

"Ahem. He will become a good fighter in the future."

Ygrim closed his eyes, "Now show me your promise!"

The paladin shrugged, and helped Ygrim into the lightning portal beside him, "As you wish, a warrior like you shouldn't die in bed, the battlefield is your destination, rest assured there Rest for a while, and when you wake up, there are more wars waiting for you to participate in!"

Anwena stayed in the tomb, she became the size of an adult, and then held the oath performer and the guardian of the truth in her hands. Obviously, these two weapons did not recognize it, so it fell on the ground. In An Weena's hands, there was only heavy iron.

Sun Spirit felt bored after playing for a while. She walked up to Anduin who was resting on the steps, handed the long sword and shield to Anduin, and said with a look of disgust,

"Here, little idiot, your booty!"

Anduin didn't treat this weapon as casually as Anveena. He stood up, wiped his hands, and then took over the dimmed oath performer and guardian of truth. Feel.

This was the first trophy in his life, which made him ignore the significance of the artifact for a while, but the Guardian of Truth fell into the hands of Anduin, but he did not have the fire of justice with Dick, Kael'thas Like the Pride of the Sunstrider, it immediately changed form and maintained its original form, which was its form in Ygrim's hands.

In other words, Anduin still has not been recognized by it. It should be the reason why he passed the trial by using power that does not belong to him. Anduin still has a long way to go before this artifact fully recognizes him. to go.

But this is not important, he still has a lot of time, and his story has only just begun.

Dick left Ygrim, who was almost in a coma, on the platform of Thor's Peak, and the power left by Raiden and Thor rolled here. In the place of transformation, their transformation has not yet been completed, but it is coming to an end. When they wake up from the Titan energy, they will have a completely different future.

And at the moment Dick stepped back through the portal and returned to the tomb, he keenly felt the changes in the aura of the tomb in just a few minutes, and the Wind Chaser Sword returned to his palm, and the golden and silver rays of light appeared at this moment. Filled the entire dark tomb.

He feels threatened!

"Who is there!"

As soon as Dick's shout sounded, two thick tentacles, covered with suckers and evil horny, and covered with gray shadow power, pierced the ground of the Tomb of Kings from left to right. It was so huge , completely covering the space where Dick dodges.

Then the paladin heard the exclamation from the little prince,

"Help! No."

"Shua!"

The golden cross star lighted up in the darkness, and Fangfo brought a cross blade in the air, completely cutting through the huge terrifying tentacles, and Dick, who was wrapped in the power of order and lightning all over his body, rushed through it. Go out, just in time to see the scene where Anduin and Anveena are dragged into the dark abyss by the tentacles.

"Hella! Bastard! Put them down!"

Dick waved his left hand furiously, and the silver-purple lightning danced on his arm. In an instant, it gathered into a storm of thunder and light. The energy mixed with order and holy light was like a silver holy sword rising into the sky. The moment it was swung, it pierced through the thick ground above the head, and then chopped down all the way, turning the entire tomb of the former king into ruins.

"Hahaha this little cutie will become my most powerful shadow angel, thank you for the gift you brought me. Ah!!"

Hela's mournful wailing mixed with the pain of severed tail disappeared in the roar of the mountain breaking and the shadow-like darkness receding at the end. With the fading of this scene, the fog covering the Hall of Valor and the sea and those The dead spirits in the mist quickly dissipated at this moment, and they were released to the hell where they were supposed to go.

Purple thunder covered more than half of the sky in Stormheim in an instant, rushing straight up from the ruins of Shield Rest Island, like a bursting thunderbolt.

After the fog that quickly dissipated on the sea, a flash of angry lightning pierced the sky.