It was several years ago that Archimonde led the demon army to invade Azeroth.
The Dark Blade Legion, which was not particularly powerful at that time, under the extreme operation of the Great Lord, set a death trap for the Great Demon in this world. Under the unequal intelligence operation, Archimonde was unaware of it.
He stepped into this trap, and was captured by Tyrion with the Eye of Sargeras, who was prepared to do anything.
The powerful Archimonde barely showed his power and died miserably in the ruins of Dalaran, but his soul that would have returned to the Twisting Nether was forcibly left in Azeroth, and was killed by the shameless God of Death.
Under the intervention of Bwonsamdi and Hela, it was split into two parts. Tyrion desperately snatched one of them, but the other fell into the hands of Hela.
Yes, Bwonsamdi failed to keep the Great Demon Soul in his hand and was taken away by Hela.
It is very common for the soul to be in the hands of the God of Death. Occasionally, the God of Death will use the soul as currency or special resources, but the soul of a big demon like Archimonde is very precious. The soul of this strong man has extremely high
Potential and malleability, after being twisted in special ways, these souls will exhibit many special effects.
For example, this violent giant that is rampaging on the eternal battlefield and is unstoppable is called the Titan of the Deep Sea by Hela. Hela used the strongest metal in Hades to make a shell imitating the body of the guardian, and it was still pretending
He buckled on a dark war helmet, and it looked like it had been transformed in a mess, but in the eyes of the death lords, the powerful core driving this guy's continuous operation was clearly the twisted soul of the great devil.
Archimonde's incomplete soul!
Hela used the other souls in her hands to repair the incompleteness of Archimonde's soul, and through cruel torture, erased the great demon's consciousness, retained its fighting instinct, and gave it the ability to control death, allowing it to
It has infinite power again.
But as Hela said, this Deep Sea Titan was not prepared for Tyrion and his Dark Blade Army. It was a secret weapon made by Hela. It was originally intended to be used to storm the sky fortress Valagar.
Called "Gael" by Hela, it has a nickname called "Eternal Enemy", so it is obviously its original enemy.
It's Odin!
Being able to be placed in high hopes by Hela and blocking the wrath of the most powerful Titan Guardian is enough to show the tyranny of this twisted soul aberration.
"Bang"
As soon as Yrel and Lumi rushed to the edge of the battlefield, a black-armored warrior whirled out and crashed into the frozen ground beside them. A few seconds later, the disgraced orc knight Grokush emerged from the depression.
He stood up from the ground, and the heavy power hammer in his hand had been smashed into a "U"-shaped depression. The hammer head kept shining with lightning sparks. Obviously, this weapon made by the Dark Blade masters was completely useless.
Already.
"Pooh!"
The orc moved his somewhat deformed bones and stared fiercely at the dark giant in front of him who was rampaging in the Dark Blade formation. He threw the broken warhammer aside and shouted to the two girls beside him:
"You two support me! The three of us will kill it!"
As soon as Grokush finished speaking, the thick left hand of the Deep Sea Titan that destroyed an artillery position swung back, and the huge rusty anchor roared towards the place where the three Death Lords were, like a meteor.
place.
"Bang"
The anchor hit the ground, blasting out a crater-like mark on the frozen earth. Moreover, this blow also had some kind of weird magical effect. During the shock of the bombardment, the whole land was shaken.
It began to vibrate strangely and crack.
"then!"
While tumbling, Yrel threw the mechanical power hammer in her hand to Grokush, who was bare-handed. She herself reached behind her back, pulled out the newly forged sword, and held it in her hand.
This heavy sword made by Magni Bronzebeard is very beautiful. It has a streamlined blade and a thick ring-shaped hilt. It is made of source steel, which is currently not much in stock in Dark Blade. It is Azeroth.
It is the strongest metal known in the world and has super energy conductivity. The most eye-catching thing is that the hilt of this long sword is inlaid with a diamond-shaped purple crystal.
It was the Atama Crystal, the Song of the Soul, that the prophet Velen gave Yrel before his death.
Of course, Yrel cannot use it to predict the future, but the various abilities of the Atama Crystal itself give this sword a very special effect.
"Hey, this is your "Blue Fury"?"
Lumi, who was wielding the Holy Sword of Death Quel'Sera, easily chopped down several Hylagar generals around her who were trying to sneak attack. She looked back at the strange heavy sword held by the hoof sister. She looked at the sword.
The gem on the handle was shining with dim light, she asked curiously:
"I thought this sword was blue. Speaking of which, what is the use of this gem apart from its beauty?"
"I heard from Magni that this sword has great potential."
Yrel answered as she waved her sword. With a shout, she jumped into the formation of Hylajar soldiers who had regrouped in front of her. The hoof sister lord waved her long sword, with the dark red power of death.
Lingering around her whole body, amidst the overflowing frost, she looked like a dead goddess of war. In just ten seconds, the soldiers of Helagar around her were chopped to the ground, and wisps of
The purple soul light also wrapped around Yrel in a strange way.
"Yo! Not bad!"
Lumi whistled wildly. As a well-informed Death Lord, she obviously knew what those purple lights represented. It was a sign of extracting souls. Maybe the Song of Souls gave Yrel's sword to swallow souls.
This ability is very similar to Apocalypse and Frostmourne. The blue fury in Yrel's hand has only just been born, but as more and more souls are killed, the true power of this sword will be revealed in the future.
"It's still a Soul-Eating Sword. It seems our little Yrel is really evil!"
"boom"
Before Luminas could finish her emotion, Grokush and the Deep Sea Titan Gale were fighting each other again on the other side. The violent orc swung his mechanical warhammer, and with the power of the rocket jet, he smashed it with one blow.
He hit the fist swung by the deep sea titan and smashed the metal on the giant's left fist away. He was also knocked back. Hela's pet roared and wanted to pursue, but the next moment, one left and one right, one red and one red.
Two rays of purple sword light struck its body respectively.
Yirel and Lumi quickly climbed up the giant's body with their death grips. On the broad shoulders, they frantically used the long swords in their hands to destroy the armor made by Hela for this soul aberration. For such a soul-tortured body,
For monsters, any physical damage is difficult to achieve, but fortunately, as death knights, they have many ways to attack the soul.
"Saurfang! Come to me!"
Grokush saw the two ladies attacking Gale. The orc death lord swung his war hammer and charged towards the dark giant again. He enjoyed fighting like this in hell challenging powerful enemies. Of course, he
He did not forget his friends either. He called out to others in his spiritual link:
"Come on! There's fun here!"
"Wait a minute!"
Saurfang, another orc deathlord, responded:
"I also have a difficult enemy here, but I can deal with it quickly!"
"Hey, wait until I get over and kill that giant. Don't take away all the fun of fighting! Leave some for me!"
Saurfang is considered to be the most powerful among the many Death Lords and Sub-Lords in the Dark Blade. There was a time when he could even match the not-so-powerful Tyrion. Of course, that is in the past.
thing.
On the battlefield of Hades, the ones that Lord Saurfang calls "troublesome" are definitely not some novice warriors.
In fact, at this time, on the front line not far from the eternal enemy Gale, Saurfang, holding a mechanical axe, was dueling with a commander of the Hylagar Legion on a battle-torn battlefield! And let
What surprised people was that Saurfang, who was famous for his brute strength and beheading, was suppressed head-on by the tall and weird Vrykul in this one-on-one duel.
Well, this Vrykul is actually an old acquaintance of the Dark Blade Legion. When Danaus Trollbane did something stupid and was sent to fight in Northrend, the Cold Wind War commanded by him
The regiment destroyed the hostile Vrykul in Howling Bay, and killed the leaders of the Vrykul in a one-on-one duel. The king of the Vrykul, who had just awakened from a long slumber, was the one in front of him.
Guy, Ymiron.
Ymiron was a famous and powerful monarch in the history of the Vrykul people, but his reign coincided with the spread of the Curse of Flesh. In order to ensure the purity of the Vrykul bloodline, Ymiron slaughtered many tribesmen infected with the curse. In the end, he had to
He led his tribe into a death-like sleep, trying to avoid the spread of the curse of flesh and blood.
In short, it is difficult to judge the merits and demerits of his life, so that after his death, Odin's Val'kyr did not pull the Vrykul warrior into the Hall of Valor, so Ymiron could only come to Hela's Hall of Valor.
Hell Abyss became the commander of the Helagar battle group.
And now, he meets Dark Blade on the battlefield again. Isn't this the best opportunity for revenge?
"Where is Danaus! Let that coward Trollbane come out to see me!"
The fallen king Ymiron, wielding two heavy swords with blades arranged like dragon scales and shining with purple light, roared. He was like a real berserk, swinging the sword as hard as a violent rainstorm.
Smashing the orc lord in front of him, Saurfang used a heavy mechanical ax to block the bombardment of the strange sharp blade. The orc retreated with difficulty, and his eyes were fixed on the two weapons in the hands of the vrykul in front of him.
sword.
There's something wrong with those two damn swords!
The strength of the madman-like Vrykul warrior in front of him should not be so powerful, but as the battle progressed, the blade he struck became heavier and heavier, and the light shining on the blade became more and more intense.
In the light that burned like a flame, Saurfang could feel the long-lost threat, as if his body would immediately fall apart if he was hit.
"Darkblade! I hate you! You destroyed my kingdom in Howling Bay! I will kill you all!"
Ymiron was like a madman. He didn't care about the formation behind him that was broken up by the Dark Blade soldiers. He was like a wild dog, biting Saurfang and not letting go. However, the weapon in this guy's hand was still very strong.
Weird, Saurfang felt very aggrieved in this battle!
Whether in life or after death, when had this orc who killed Tyrion and countless warriors ever been so humiliated?
"It seems that Danas' work is still a little bit behind."
Saurfang roared, he saw the opportunity, swung his battle ax, and used a swift death grip to pull the wild dog-like Ymiron in front of him, and the mechanical ax in his hand suddenly chopped down:
"Then let me help him finish it!"
The unparalleled and swift fatal blow cut off Ymiron's left hand, and the tightly held sword flew out. Saurfang saw the opportunity, and he was ready to make another fatal blow, and Ymiron
Then he yelled with a broken gong voice:
"Ingvar! Wigforth! Damn it! Help me!"
"boom"
The light from the other sword in Ymiron's hand splashed out like a shadow explosion. The flying dark light pierced Saurfang's armor like a sword. Amidst the roar of the orcs, the sword stabbed fiercely.
Pierced his heart.
Just as Saurfang was worried, this strange sword had accumulated too much power. With this blow, the armor on his body was torn apart easily like pieces of paper, and his body also seemed to be hammered.
After being hit, the whole person rolled on the ground in a panic, and the mechanical ax in his hand was completely chopped into pieces by that crisp and clean slash.
"Aha! Dark Blade turns out to be a bunch of bastards who only talk big words!"
Ymiron, who lost an arm, didn't care about his injuries. In this hell, as long as Hela is not dead, these dead souls who rely on Hela for their existence will not die. He held the
With a shadow sword like dragon scales, the rude fallen king of the Vrykul flicked his wrist and easily chopped down the Dark Blade Knights who rushed to save Saurfang one by one.
He seemed to enjoy this wanton slaughter.
"Look at you, you're a piece of trash! I'll chop your head off, you orc bastard!"
Ymiron laughed wildly:
"Then I will take your head to find Danaus Trollbane! No matter where that coward is hiding! I will find him, and I will torture him mercilessly, and do what he did to me ten times
Return it!"
"Damn it!"
Lying on the ground, unable to fight back because his body was torn apart by the strange sword, Saurfang felt like he was in the most humiliating hell. He watched his knights die for him, even though Terry
The light of Ang's blood moon will quickly resurrect these knights, but for a real warrior, such a situation is simply more uncomfortable than killing him.
"I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him!"
Saurfang frantically called for his body to work again, but the power of the two swords was too weird. The orc death lord could only watch Ymiron approach him until he turned his head.
At that moment, he saw another war sword stuck on the ground not far away, and that sword was held in Ymiron's chopped off finger.
"come over!"
Saurfang roared, and the dark red ghost claws representing the grip of death accurately clasped on the sword, pulling the sword back into the orc's hand, just as Saurfang held the shadow sword
At that moment, a deep voice sounded in his soul:
"Brave warrior, my name is Ingvar, I am Odin's heroic spirit, residing on this sword, I"
"Stop talking nonsense!"
Before the weak soul finished speaking, he was rudely interrupted by Saurfang. He looked at Ymiron walking towards him, looked at the bastard who relied on the power of weapons to show off his violence, and the death lord's heart was filled with anger.
The anger was unbearable. He clenched the heavy sword in his hand and gritted his teeth and said:
"I have no interest in who you are or what you're doing! But I'm going to kill that bitch Hela, so either help me!"
