Chapter 1328: Use the Ancient Gods methods to defeat the Ancient God
As the most powerful Xeraki warrior general under Yogg-Saron, Vezax in his heyday was not something that Sharlayan could compete with now.
However, after a long period of hammering from Laden, and being affected by Loken's explosion at close range while still recovering from his injuries, Vezax was in a very bad state at this time, and was in a different situation from Sasha who had been consumed by two consecutive battles.
Leian is just right.
After giving it a try, Sarlayan knew that he would not be able to deal with Vezax in a short time.
The self-healing ability of ancient divine creatures is extremely powerful. During the battle with Vezax, Sarlayan could see with the naked eye that the ragged wounds on its body were slowly healing.
When it is determined that the opponent cannot be killed quickly, the longer the time is delayed, the stronger Vezax's strength will be restored.
Fortunately, within Ulduar, Sarlayan obtained a special certification granted by Laiden to use the authority of the Great Guardian. He can borrow the privileges of the Forge of Will to greatly speed up the recovery of his lost magic power.
Although this method of using external power will leave some hidden dangers, as long as it is not used crazily like Freya for thousands of years, and it only involves a few fierce battles, it is not a big problem.
Vezax's injury is recovering, and Sarlayan's condition is gradually returning to its peak. The two sides have gone from a novice pecking each other at the beginning to becoming more and more intense.
By the time Thorim broke free from the trap and rushed back full of rage, Sarlayan had begun to be unable to suppress Vezax.
Although he really wanted to know where the Loken were, Thorim still knew the priorities.
Seeing that Thalayan was gradually losing ground in the battle with Vezax, he raised the thunder hammer and joined the battle without saying a word.
With the new force of Thorim, who has always been at his peak and is full of rage, the balance of victory has returned to Sarlayan's side.
"Crack!"
As Thorim's last thunderbolt hit the target with all his strength, Vezax, whose whole body was scorched black by electricity, was finally unable to move.
Sharlayan took the opportunity to pull out the magic weapon Onyxia lent him before setting off - the Blade of Xal'atath Dark Empire.
Since this magic blade still has Onyxia's remaining earth power seal, and it has been super doubled by Azadas, Xal'atath's remnant soul cannot affect Sharlayan at all.
"Bah!"
As the Blade of the Dark Empire stabbed into the extremely weak Vezax's head, Xal'atath reflexively began to absorb this guy's flesh and soul essence even though he was locked in a small dark room.
Vezax's huge body, which was similar to that of the Guardian, was quickly sucked away by the Blade of the Dark Empire. Xal'atath, who was full of food and drink, was making a fuss in the magic weapon, trying to break free of the seal.
But under the suppression of the power of the earth left by the joint efforts of Azadas and Onyxia, the futility shook in Sharlayan's hands for a while, and Xal'atath finally resigned to his fate and stopped resisting.
Thorim frowned and looked at the ominous dagger in Sarlayan's hand: "Mortal, if I admit it correctly, this thing should be made of the body fragments and soul fragments of the ancient gods, right?
"
"How dare you use such a dangerous thing? Aren't you afraid that it will bite back its owner one day?"
Sarlayan took back the Blade of the Dark Empire, which restored calm, and shrugged nonchalantly: "It's just a broken fragment. I can guarantee that it is still in a controllable state."
"There is a saying that goes well, to use magic to defeat magic. To deal with ancient divine creatures that are difficult to kill completely, weapons derived from their own systems will be more effective."
Thorim still couldn't understand, he shook his head and said: "Forget it, you just have an idea."
"Lai is willing to believe you. I believe Lai. I hope you will not betray our trust."
"That's enough gossip." Thorim's sharp eyes flashing with lightning glanced around: "Where is Loken? Where has he hidden again?"
"Loken?" Sarlayan pointed at Thorim's feet with a strange expression: "Isn't it right in front of you?"
"Um?"
Thorim lowered his head and looked at the ground in confusion: "Where is...wait."
Thorim, who seemed to have discovered something, bent down and picked up a sapphire with a solemn expression: "Are these... Loken's eyes?"
Thorim looked at the smiling Sarlayan thoughtfully: "You and Lai..."
"Yes." Sarlayan smiled and spread his hands: "Lorken has turned into ashes. I just hope you don't mind not being able to kill him with your own hands."
"Why"
Thorim sighed with a complicated expression, clenched his palms and crushed the sapphire into pieces.
"It's a bit regretful... But that's it. Sif's great revenge has finally been avenged. I can put aside all distracting thoughts and follow her wholeheartedly to continue to adhere to my mission."
There is a saying that Thorim is undoubtedly the biggest victim in the love triangle entanglement with Loken and Sif.
Compared with the silver-tongued Loken, Thorim is an out-and-out straight man of steel.
Sarlayan didn't know how the couple got together. Thinking from Thorim's perspective, he might feel more relief than regret at this time.
His wife, who he thought was devoted to him, actually cheated on his brother, and was accidentally killed by Loken because of the emotional entanglement between the couple.
If Sarlayan faced this situation, he wouldn't know whether he should avenge the woman who betrayed him.
A green tea bitch like Sif, in the end, it’s her own fault.]
I wanted to be in two different things at the same time, but in the end I was accidentally killed by my lover because I was cheating on him. I really can’t sympathize with him.】
1. Those who cheat in marriage do not deserve sympathy.】
Thorim's temper is indeed straightforward, but this does not mean that he is a fool who cannot see interpersonal relationships.
Until now, Thorim's attitude was more like relief after a long-standing matter was finally resolved, rather than emptiness and confusion after a great revenge was avenged.
Sarlayan patted the shoulder of Thorim who was squatting on the ground comfortingly: "Think openly, our future will be even more exciting. Instead of dwelling on the past, we should boldly look to the future."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Looking on the bright side, with the deaths of Hela and Loken, Odin, who you regard as your father and brother, can finally break free from the seal of the Hall of Valor.
Already."
"If I guess correctly, he should be hesitating whether to return to Ulduar. You should first think about what you should say to him when we meet again."
Odin is a man with a good face. He was the one who vowed to make big promises at the beginning, and he wanted to use the heroic warriors to prove to his colleagues that only Titan creations were worthy of trust.
But the result... everyone understands it.
Even if the seal is lifted, Odin will be embarrassed to return to Ulduar unless someone takes the initiative to invite him, so that Odin can use his strength to resolve the conflicts that he caused.
Seeing Thorim's eyes light up again, Sarlayan changed the topic without hesitation: "Okay, we can leave these things to be considered after the situation stabilizes."
"The battle in Aldurne is not over yet. Azadas is still waiting for you to send reinforcements. Don't let him wait too long."
"good."
Thorim, who was not very exhausted, regained his fighting spirit, stood up and strode towards the battlefield of Azadas and Hodir.
"Mortal, your name is Sharlayan Deep Shadow, right? I remember your name. You can come to the Temple of Storms often when you have time in the future. I will introduce you to some of my animal companions."
Although he didn't say it clearly, Thorim's attitude actually showed that he recognized Sarlayan.
Not for Lai Deng's sake, but from his own perspective, truly recognizing this contemporary figure who became a demigod in a mortal form.
Sarlayan smiled and waved to Thorim's back: "It's a deal, I'm going to Mimiron's side to clean up the mess."
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"clang!"
The battle between Mimiron and Valeera is still going on. As you get closer, you can hear the continuous sound of hammering. This is the sound of Valeera using Quel'Sera's two swords to attack the outer armor of Mimiron's robot.
After the initial trial, Valeela figured out the tricks of Mimiron's various props through wandering and seduction, and then began to truly launch the offensive.
Although this will make it impossible to win a quick victory, at least the outcome is absolutely certain.
When Sarlayan arrived at the scene, Mimiron's robot had already had its left arm removed, and the armor near the cockpit was in tatters. Mimiron himself could even be seen sitting inside controlling the joystick.
Valeela's battle idea was very clear. She first disabled one of the robot's hands, greatly weakening its offensive and defensive capabilities, and then targeted Mimiron's cockpit output. As long as Mimiron could be forced out, it would be effective.
Achieve victory.
Valeera's speed was already very fast, and after utilizing her space power, she was able to disappear within a small area. Mimiron's bulky robot could not even touch the hem of her clothes.
Seeing that the battle was about to be decided, Sarlayan took action at the right time to help Valeela create the final chance of victory.
"Ding!"
When Valeera used the artifact dagger to pick open the last armor plate in front of Mimiron, a rising wind blew Mimiron up from the seat in the cockpit, and Valeera just hit it with the hilt of the sword.
on his forehead.
"Ouch!"
This blow seemed to physically correct Mimiron's previously confused mind. He hurriedly waved his hands and begged for mercy: "Stop! Valeera! Stop fighting, I'm awake! I surrender!"