Azeroth Trail of Light

Chapter 548 36. One-Man Army Dick's Legion of Heroic Spirits!

The soul is always the most mysterious thing. Hela can manipulate the soul and the rules to fuse to form a powerful and weird Helagar, which does not mean that Dick can also, although there are higher order rules in his body that are far beyond the rules of the Kingdom of Shadows. , but the real problem is: with his current power level, it is far from reaching the frequency that can fuse the rules of the Holy Light with the soul!

"Anwena, come and try!"

Because the attack just now was forcibly separated from the state of the Angel of Order, Anveena seemed a little out of breath, but in the current situation, the Light Spirit took over the burden immediately.

"Lend me your strength!"

The light spirit standing on Dick's shoulder shouted, and the paladin immediately mobilized the holy light in his body and sent it to the light spirit. distant.

"No! This frequency is already above our fusion!"

There was a trace of exhaustion in Anwena's voice that couldn't be concealed. Just now, she blocked Yogg-Saron's frontal attack for Dick. The body of an elemental creature was also seriously injured, and Yogg-Saron almost couldn't move for a moment. In addition to the constant soul disturbance, she also suffered great pain. She grabbed Dick's hair, which was still mobilizing the energy of the Holy Light, and screamed,

"You have to enter that state before you can reach that frequency!"

"Asshole! Asshole!"

Dick clenched his fists. He looked at the comrades in front of him who almost resisted Yogg-Saron's tentacles with their bodies in order to buy time for him. His teeth were about to be crushed at this moment.

"But when we enter that state, we can no longer control the actions of "it"! I haven't fully grasped the incarnation of the Angel of Order! It won't act according to our will, unless..."

"Unless what?"

An Weina covered her head and screamed, "Speak quickly if you have something to say! Chaos is growing rapidly!"

"Unless we push the frequency to that point in one fell swoop in the less than 2 seconds from our fusion to its appearance!"

"But even so, we can only transform one!"

"No!"

Scary bloodshot eyes have appeared in the paladin's eye sockets. This is due to the double oppression of pressure and chaos, which made his spirit go to an extreme. All adventures will become meaningful when there are scary monsters, which are all desperate risks to survive.

All risk-taking is excusable in that case.

"More than one! Not just one."

Dick sat cross-legged on the ground. He took a deep breath and held the lantern in front of him in his hand. He was panting. In the thicker and thicker chaos, he felt that both sides of his forehead were agitating rapidly. , it was pain, he was almost at the limit.

He held the lantern and infiltrated it with his will. This is not the first time he has done this. He had infiltrated it with his will when he called Mishhirza Anel at the beginning. It was not a perfect time. Experience, the world of dead souls in the lantern, cold, silent, and dead.

But this time, he needs to.

"I'm Dick! Dick Don! Duke of Theramore, I know, you've heard my name! We fought together on the North Plains, and some of you have seen me and Arsa Si fight. But now, I need your help!"

"Wake up, souls who died for this world! Wake up!"

"I and the world's most powerful and righteous warriors are fighting against the oldest evil in Azeroth. We are at the end of our rope, we are on the verge of defeat, and what's more terrible is that if we die here, there will be no one to stop it With the invasion of our world, all things will be turned into chaos, all spirits will fall into the abyss, and all countries will be turned into a sea of ​​​​fire! Our last hope will disappear, it will be wiped out!"

"Did you hear that? Dead souls! I need your help! I need you to return to this world in another form, I need you to be integrated with my will, I need you to become my army of heroes, to clear my eyes of all evil!"

"Did you hear that? Answer me! Ghosts, in the name of Dick Tang, I summon you to stand up again and fight for me!"

"Fight for the world!"

"Answer me, do you want to?"

No one responded, but the next moment, a purple storm rushed out from the lantern that Dick had unsealed, just like the rage formed by Arthas that day to finally drive Frostmourne. The soul storm of the entire Icecrown Citadel was like a storm. They enveloped Dick inside the storm. They could no longer make a sound, and could only wail instead of their own answers.

But that's enough!

"Hahaha! I knew it, I knew you wouldn't be afraid! I knew it, you are the real heroes!"

Dick laughed wildly and propped up his body with the epee. Those souls even risked being swallowed by chaos, and blocked Yogg-Saron's sleep talk for him. Anveena's voice also became louder at this moment,

"Quick! Take advantage of the present!"

"Okay! Gentlemen, today we will live and die together! Today we will go to hell together!"

"boom"

The golden holy light completely enveloped the entire purple soul storm in an explosive gesture. Under the current situation, it is no longer possible for Dick to gently connect the holy light to them, although in terms of the soul body, no matter how warm it is The holy light would cause great pain, but at this moment, these souls insisted on putting the holy light on them with a tough posture.

Then there is the second rule, Thunderbolt!

"Kaka"

The sound of two thunderstorms made Heimdall, who was fighting fiercely on the front line, couldn't help turning his head back. The next moment, he was completely shocked by what he saw. It was a purple and golden soul storm, and The thunder and lightning that spread from its center to the top, like a forked blue line, rushed towards the top quickly. Under the double blow of the holy light and the thunder and lightning, those weak souls were instantly wiped out, and only the most powerful Those are the ones that lasted.

And finally the third rule, order!

Silver rays of light quickly protruded from Dick's raised left arm. Compared with the lethality of lightning and holy light on the souls of the dead, pure order did not cause harm to them. On the contrary, the power of silver made them suffer. The tormented soul became more solid that thread.

And Yogg-Saron apparently also noticed the sudden rising soul storm. The ancient god let out a arrogant roar, and its tentacles that were almost cut off by two-thirds began to squirm again. At this moment, it completely pierced the ground, rushing towards the soul storm that Dick gathered.

"Ah, look, soul, this is what I want. My food! You sent it to me!"

"Stop it! Don't let it get near those souls!"

Panting, Heimdall was the first to jump up from the spot, swung his long sword and slashed at the horniness of a black tentacle like a hill. It was sharp, entwined with anger, but corroded by the pitted storm. The sword was cut in half, and the gatekeeper of the heroic spirit simply abandoned the sword and rushed forward with his fists clenched, slamming at the huge tentacles like a monk.

The dragon kings, who were almost completely scarred all over their bodies, rose into the air again, and sprayed out the dragon's breath that hindered the advance of the tentacles with their last strength, almost completely blocking the space between Dick and the tentacles. In the accident just now, the tentacles almost pierced through their bodies Thorim raised the Umir Northland Storm in his hand, and the dazzling thunder, with the cooperation of the cold frost, completely enveloped those tentacles in this layer of grid.

No matter who it is, anyone who can appear on this battlefield is not weak. They can see at a glance how desperate the scope of this soul storm is, but the more it is like this, the more it can reflect its value. Di It is impossible for Ke not to know that so many souls appear on the battlefield, once they are swallowed by Yogg-Saron, the desperate situation will appear!

But he did it anyway, which meant that Dick was taking risks, and the rule of taking risks was: the greater the risk, the greater the reward!

Once Dick succeeds, it means that Yogg-Saron, who is too powerful to make people tremble, will probably usher in its end in an instant!

This is not only known by the Dragon King and the Watchers, but also by Yogg-Saron!

"Stupid! Look around you, that is the power that betrayed you!"

The heavy spiritual crush swept the audience again, and this time, even Nozdormu could no longer be immune to the chaotic spirit crushed for the third time. The dragon king in the sky couldn't dodge, and was rolled up by thick tentacles. The barbs and sharp teeth pierced their bodies. The angry ancient god was completely tired of these damn flies. It roared to crush them completely, and the ubiquitous piercing magic sound made the will finally The steadfast Heimdall couldn't help but bend down, and was swept away by the few remaining tentacles.

Mimiron manipulated the unsightly Blazing King that had been corroded by Yogg-Saron's dark blood to block in front of those tentacles. As a mechanical body, he was least affected, but facing the black people rushing from all directions The same huge tentacles, even if the powerful flame king is fully fired, it can only temporarily delay their attack speed.

The body of the ancient gods is far stronger than mortal creatures. Mimiron's Flame King, armed with steel and flames, is no better than the dragon kings of flesh and blood in the face of this extraordinary existence that has already surpassed ordinary creatures. how much.

20 seconds! This is how long the corroded and rusted Pyrotron holds out under Yogg-Saron's full onslaught! When the last energy conduit was also forcibly broken, Mimiron decisively flew out of the body of the completely destroyed Pyro King Kong with the jet rocket on his back. At the moment of the giant mechanical creation, the mechanical guardian stared funny eyes and pressed the red button on his arm.

"Ahem. I usually call this a perfect kill!"

"boom!"

After the detonation order was issued, the Flame King Kong loyally turned every piece of metal into the deadliest explosive. At this moment, he wiped out all the tentacles within hundreds of meters around him, even on the hard ground. , A huge dent was blown out!

Mimiron may not be the most powerful guardian, but those who underestimate it will definitely pay a huge price!

"Roar! Damn steel creation! I will tear your soul apart!"

This attack is almost the most serious injury suffered by Yogg-Saron outside of the two frantic attacks triggered by Dick. There are nearly a thousand mouths full of sharp teeth and fangs on the surface of its body. They opened up almost at the same time, and the ear-piercing noise gathered into a sharp sword that reached the soul, just like the blow that destroyed Dick's incarnation of the Angel of Order before, and rushed towards the mechanical guardian who had nowhere to hide.

Air can't get in the way! Space cannot be hindered! Mimiron couldn't even make an escape move, he could only watch helplessly as the spiral of dark energy rushed towards his body.

"Oh it's time to play GG."

Mimiron muttered to himself with some regret, and then closed his eyes made of red jewels. The mechanical guardian knew his own strength very well. Facing Yogg-Saron's desperate blow, he Can't escape, not everyone has the endurance of an angel of order.

But at this moment, Dick, who was wrapped in a huge purple, golden, blue, and silver soul storm, finally completed the complete coverage of the three rules. The frequency of the holy light in Dick's body has increased to the level where it can be fused into an angel of order. In the center of the palms of the two hands, the mirror-like substance reappeared, and then quickly began to devour the two people with the same energy frequency. biology.

Under the traction of the special power seed in the body, the silver angel of order is descending again.

Just one second before Dick's consciousness was about to enter that strange sleepy state, he and Anveena agreed, and at the same time, they had a tacit understanding and at the same time pushed the energy output frequency up as much as possible, as if hitting a certain place. A field line close at hand is like the final contact point for hitting a runway.

"Shock! Rush over!"

"Close! I feel it!"

"Consciousness. Consciousness is blurred. One last time, go!"

"boom!"

"boom!!!"

Mimiron, who had closed his eyes, suddenly heard the screams from Yogg-Saron. He opened his eyes, waiting to die, and saw a scene like heaven.

The silver light appeared again, like a flag of victory waving.

The angel of order stands on the dark ground, and the six light wings behind him are constantly fluttering. Behind him, the silver light storm is forming a special substance, like a silver light rain, across the dark The sky, bit by bit the dark vortex that Yogg-Saron swept over was blocked, wiped away, and dispersed!

The rest of the light spots fell on the ground, forming one after another warriors wrapped in silver light, including humans, dwarves, elves, orcs, taller tauren, and others who resembled him. The dwarves, Vrykul, they appeared one after another under the silver storm, lined up behind the angel of order, and soon, like a moment, and like a long time later, the silver storm above the head had disappeared, But a silver, orderly, and heroic army has already appeared.

Silent Legion, Silent Legion, Frightening, Unforgettable Legion!

"Keng"

The angel of order drew out the epee of order inserted on the ground, and the silver light flowed on the blade. It can be seen that his condition is not very good, and he no longer has the domineering spirit that swept the battlefield when he first appeared. , but this time, he no longer needed to do it himself.

He raised the long sword, like an order to launch an attack. Under the control of the angel of order, the blade finally slashed fiercely forward, which was the direction of Yogg-Saron's body. The next moment, endless silver light, Filled Mimiron's field of vision.

Thus, the Heroic Spirits of Order began to charge!

Thus, the kingdom of darkness collapsed at this moment!

So, victory has arrived!

Hmm, the chapters on Yogg-Saron were a bit poorly written. . . . Brothers have suggested that I should stop writing explosive plots, but how to say it is a personal preference, and there should be less explosive plots in the future.