16. The Conqueror--The Budo Brothers for the Mobu [1/22]
"The Dark Blade invaders are coming!"
The frontline defense general of the Hell Abyss, the reliable Joe Wilder watched the gray fog on the battlefield being dispersed. The tall General Kvaldir raised his skull battle axe, stood on a high platform piled with countless bones, and looked at the people behind him.
The dead souls of Kvaldir shouted:
"Hold the line! Hela is watching us! Bring death to them!"
"Ho ho ho!"
Joe Wilder's roar made these Kvaldir roar wildly. Compared with the neat and tidy appearance of the Dark Blade Legion, the Kvaldir looked much looser. They wore rusty armor and carried bags of weapons in their hands.
There are all kinds of messy weapons, the rotten body has a strong smell of sea, and occasionally there are some dark green seaweed-like decorations.
These dead souls are more like the traditional undead images in the legend of Azeroth. They are pale, cold, vicious, and fierce. Their faces shining with green fluorescence will scare every mortal who sees them all night long.
I couldn't sleep at night.
Most of these guys are souls that Hela brought back from the cemetery in the world at will. Compared with the conditions for selecting warriors for Odin's Legion of Heroes, Hela's requirements for forming the Kvaldir Legion have undoubtedly dropped a lot, as long as they have complete souls.
, as long as you dare to fight, no matter you were a villain, a liar, or a pirate who did all kinds of evil in life, you can find a job in the abyss of Hades after death.
These guys were brave and fierce in life, and they will not become better after death. However, thanks to Hela, in the Hell Abyss, even if they are killed again, they will not really die.
, they will be reborn in the ashes under the gloomy sea breeze. This is the rule set by Hela for the Hell Abyss. As long as Hela is still there, such resurrections will not stop.
Since you won't die, what's there to be afraid of?
With the support of this kind of thinking, even if they knew that the world-famous Dark Blade Legion was fully invading the Hell Abyss from two directions, these Kvaldir did not have much fear that this was their territory. They firmly believed that even if
Even Tyrion, the terrifying king of the dead, would cry for his father and mother and run away in utter disgrace under their rusty swords and axes!
"They're coming! I saw it!"
A Vrykul sailor wraith who lost his left eye and half of his face looked like a skeleton waved his sailor sword and shouted:
"There they are! On the hillside! Oh, what are those dark things?"
"boom"
The volley of 30 marine guns, the roaring hot shells and the shaking of the earth perfectly answered the sailor's question. The shells mixed with holy silver roared and hit the dark mountain col where Kvaldir was stationed.
The flames with a strange silver light splashed out in the explosion, which also burned the originally ignorant and fearless dead souls of Kvaldir to howls.
"Don't panic! Don't panic!"
The reliable General Joe Wilder was embarrassed and groped to retrieve his head from the ground. He put the head on his spine, moved it twice, and then shouted to the others:
"That's a cannon! It's a thing used by cowardly humans. Don't be afraid, those cannonballs can't hurt us!"
But as soon as the general's roar ended, the dead souls crying for their fathers and mothers screamed:
"Oh! Damn it! It's burning my neck!"
"This fire can't be put out! I'm going to die! Oh, it hurts so much!"
"Run! Run! The Dark Blade is coming to massacre us! Run!"
The infantry of the Dark Blade Legion had not even charged, but this group of originally full of momentum was showing signs of collapse. The fighting will of the Kvaldir was based on the rule of "not dying". Once this rule was changed
When the holy silver flame broke, these rats immediately showed their original state.
"What the hell!"
Seeing the murderous Dark Blade soldiers carrying black ax guns and rushing out of the gray fog, the black skull helmets on the heads of those damn Dark Blade undead made them look unstoppable.
After two rounds of volleys, those flying holy silver bullets completely destroyed the Kvaldil's will to fight, and they howled and rushed in all directions.
"Go! Retreat!"
Seeing that the situation could no longer be dealt with, Kvaldir General Joe Wilder turned around and jumped on a strange, uh, seahorse. Well, this is the mount of the Hell Abyss. It is colorful and looks cool, but
There is absolutely no way to carry the knights to charge.
However, just when the general was about to evacuate, in the diffuse gray fog, a ghost-like white giant wolf silently jumped out of the darkness next to it. When this evil beast pounced,
The whole body is wrapped with tiny dark red lightning, which is the manifestation of the pervasive power of death. Its claws are sharp and its teeth are terrifying, like a white and red lightning.
In just a few seconds, the guard next to Joe Wilder was completely torn apart by this terrifying wolf. While the terrifying beast gnawed on the pale skull, it stared at Joe Wilder with its cold blood-colored eyes.
Germany, let General Kvaldir not dare to make the slightest move.
"Well, Gorache, good job."
Ten seconds later, accompanied by a burst of low footsteps, the heavily armed Death Lord Saurfang, carrying a mechanical axe, appeared on the collapsed battlefield. He looked at the ferocious wolf, which he called Go.
Rush, it means "ghost wolf" in the orc language, and Gorash is one of the death demigods created by Tyrion. In addition to those young demigods who make pets for children, the death lord
They also got their own war beasts.
Compared with the way children raise young demigods of death as pets, the death lords train these young demigods very well, and each one looks like a real predator. It is conceivable that when
After these juvenile demigods mature, the high-end strength of the Dark Blade Legion will be enhanced.
Gorash saw his master, the soul larvae of the wolf god Goldrinn, which transformed from a cruel top hunter into a puppy-like posture in an instant. It circled around Saurfang and kept sending out
He screamed, and Lord Saurfang, who was holding the battle axe, happily fed the few high-quality souls he had just harvested to his war beast, and then rubbed its head affectionately.
Safarul raised his head and looked at Joe Wilder, who was too frightened by Gorash to make any move. He examined General Kvaldir in front of him and said in a cold voice without any emotion:
"I ask, you answer!"
"Eh? Okay! Okay."
Joe Wilder was just a pirate during his lifetime, a lucky pirate. He got into the position of general not because of his strong combat power. In short, he was completely frightened by Saurfang and his terrifying pets, and he could only keep doing it.
nodded.
"How far is it from Hela's throne?"
"Not far, not far, just ahead, half a day and night's journey!"
"Okay! You lead the way!"
"Eh? I don't dare"
"Um?"
"Okay! I will lead the way! Sir, please come with me. There is a step ahead, be careful not to fall!"
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"Wow"
The gray fog that diffused in the sky was blown away by the swift wind, and a black shadow flapped its wings and rushed out of the fog that obscured the sight. Rogelio, who was riding on the nightmare beast, raised his hand, a vigorous and perfect black eagle,
It flapped its wings and landed on his arm.
The eagle is very majestic. The feathers on its body are like sword feathers. Its body is a little unreal. Between the fluttering feathers, there are traces of dark red lightning, which means that this eagle is also a juvenile.
Death demigod.
This is Roglio's war beast. It comes from the soul of the demigod Anzu. Roglio slightly changed its appearance, making it look like a falcon tamed by the rangers of Quel'Thalas.
A scouting creature, but it doesn't just scout.
"Don't eat this!"
Rogelio patted his pet's head with some dissatisfaction. The eagle was very obedient and threw aside the skull in its beak. It squeaked and seemed to be reporting to its owner what it had seen.
After a moment, the Death Lord fed it a few soul stones with satisfaction, and then reported to the great lord Tyrion beside him:
"The legions of Luminas and Danas have opened up the battlefield southeast of the Throne of Hela and built a defense line. Saurfang's legions are also rapidly advancing towards the throne. The Valkyries have been monitoring the people on the other side of the throne.
movements, and constantly coordinate the marching routes of the frontline legions to avoid the vicious trap set by Hela."
"According to their reports, Hela has already entangled the most elite Helagar Legion, guarding the eternal battlefield around the throne. Those legions are elites who can fight against Odin's heroic spirits, rather than cannon fodder that we can destroy.
, and the eternal battlefield is also filled with the power of Hela, which can further enhance the combat effectiveness of those Helagars, so that is the real decisive battle place!"
"Well, it seems that our raid has had some effect."
The big lord has a black rune stone in his hand. He seems to be exchanging news with others. There is also a bird standing on his shoulder, but unlike Rogelio's larval demigod, this one looks very much like the Shadow Phoenix.
The undead, the death demigod affectionately called "Iphieltar" by Tyrion, has entered a mature stage like Arceus, and its combat effectiveness is no worse than the death lord.
"Bwonsamdi just told me that Hela is mobilizing the troops she has stationed in Tideshift Port in this world. It seems that she wants to catch us off guard from behind."
"Oh, the Blood Matron guarding the rear will definitely be very happy."
A smile flashed across Rogelio's cold face:
"They will not return without success."
"Talk about it"
Tyrion glanced at the swaying gray fog around him, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He pretended not to see the Kvaldir hiding in the fog, preparing to carry out an assassination. He was like
As if indulging in chatting, he said to Rogelio:
"What do you say, little Kane? There seems to be some minor problems in the relationship between you and him. Listen to my advice, Roger, you can't be so indulgent towards your son, especially when he chooses to follow a dangerous guy like Illidan.
It will lead him astray."
"What can I do?"
General Rogelio, who always showed a serious face, was a little helpless at this moment. On this dangerous battlefield, he rubbed his forehead and complained to Tyrion:
"That kid is very rebellious. He thinks what I am doing is wrong. He doesn't talk to me, doesn't write to me, and doesn't answer my magic communications. Sometimes I think about taking him away from Illidan.
Come back and clean up a good meal, but I am only one son. When his mother was still alive, she told me to take good care of him. Maybe he was well protected, so just let him go."
Rogge said helplessly:
"As long as he doesn't cause any trouble, he can live his life however he wants."
"Oh, I heard that little Kane also found a girlfriend with Illidan?"
Tyrion asked with a weird expression like a bad uncle:
"What's the girl's name? Alari? Or Alaire? I heard she's also a high elf?"
"Allari the Soul Eater!"
Rogelio's expression became a little strange and he said:
"I asked Maiev to check the girl's background for me. Well, she's barely a good match, right? But the girl's character is a bit bad. Well, it can be seen from her title that the girl is a ruthless character.
I wonder if my little Kane can be uh, careful!"
At the moment when the death lord was reminded of his origin, a group of Kvaldir who had been waiting for an opportunity roared out of the mist. They waved their rusty weapons and rushed towards the big lord who was less than 3 meters away from them.
Tyrion.
The leader of the group, Kvaldir, is called Qyburn. He is a cunning guy with a cunning face and flexible eyes. He chose a good target!
The entire frontline battlefield has become a mess. Facing the unstoppable violent offensive of the Dark Blade Legion, the 13 Kvaldir Legions on the frontline have been defeated. It is the most dangerous place, but Qyburn and his brothers cannot
Just run away like that, Hela is not merciful to deserters.
Qyburn had to get some trophies so that he could go back and report to his superiors. He took his brother away from the dangerous battlefield and planned to carry out an assassination. At that moment, he found himself standing alone with Rogelio behind the battlefield.
, looking at the great lord Tyrion on the battlefield, he was a slender elf, riding on the back of a strange deer. He looked like a young man, with a flashy pet on his shoulders and no weapons in his hands.
At first glance, he looks like a rookie!
And the fact that he can appear here must mean that he is a big shot with some status, maybe he came to the battlefield to get gold! Maybe he is the handsome boy like the male favorite of the great lord Tyrion.
This kind of target was the favorite of Qyburn and his shameless brothers, so they planned a raid. Using the fog of Hela, they moved to the big lord bit by bit, and then launched a crisp raid.
, Qyburn roared, swung his battle ax, and slashed at the slender neck of the great lord. The young master didn't even react!
Awesome! This is what carnage feels like! This is awesome!
Qyburn almost shouted from the bottom of his heart. He had been bullied by other Kvaldir, and he liked this feeling of bullying the weak!
"I'll protect you duck!"
However, at this moment, a strange voice suddenly sounded in his ears. It was not speaking to him. At the moment when Cobain's battle ax was only 0.05 centimeters away from the great lord's neck, a touch of golden
A light suddenly lit up in front of Cobain's eyes.
Along with a burst of light laughter belonging to a girl, Cobain's vision went dark and he lost his senses.