Menethil's Power

Chapter 593 Of course, the more pillars of creation, the better

The Broken Isles is a magical land, it is not big, but it is clearly divided into four areas, each area has a different scenery, inhabited by different lives.

Just as Stormheim was having all sorts of turmoil because of a Pillar of Creation, the same thing was happening in Highmountain, but it was already coming to an end.

There is actually a huge space inside the highest peak of Azeroth. Ten thousand years ago, it was the territory of the black dragon, but now it is occupied by the rising slaves of the past.

"Yes! This is the hammer of Khazgoros! Come here! Come and take my holy hammer!"

The tall and stout stone troll rode on the same huge crystal battle scorpion, and seemed to be using a roar to cover up his guilty conscience. There were so many enemies that almost filled this huge part of the underground space. However, there are only a few of his drogbar subordinates left, and he has no chance of winning due to emotion and reason, and the hammer cannot help him win.

The enemies were mostly a race he had never seen before, a group of outsiders who called themselves the "Horde."

"Don't be stubborn anymore, Dagul." Great Chief Thrall looked calmly, "Hand over the Hammer of Kazgros, and I can guarantee your safety."

According to the order and arrangement of "that person", the tribal expeditionary force landed on this land called High Ridge, and quickly got in touch with the local residents of the Gao Ling tribe. The most obvious difference between these tauren and Mulgore It is they who have the gigantic horns of a stag, said to be a blessing from the demigods of the Wild for their service in the War of the Ancients.

They are all tauren. Even though they have been separated in two lands for thousands of years, there is no problem in communication. With the efforts of Kane Bloodhoof, Ulan, the chief of the Gaoling tribe, decided to hand over the hammer to these outsiders , this wise elder knew what the abnormal fluctuations in the East meant before, and this was a crisis that the entire world was facing.

But this decision was opposed by another group of nominal owners of the hammer, the stone troll drogbar, who is also an ancient resident of Highmountain.

Drogbar used to be a slave of the black dragon, and the space inside Highmountain was originally a main lair of the black dragon family, where Deathwing, who was seriously injured after the War of the Ancients, hid here.

The drogbars, who realized that the black dragon lord was in a weak period, thought this was an opportunity. They united with the high mountain tauren tribe, stole the Hammer of Kazgoros, and brazenly attacked the black dragon.In that war, Huon Gaoling played a vital role. He was the hero of the War of the Ancients, and the black dragons could not stand against him with the holy hammer, not even Deathwing. The black dragon lord at this time Seriously injured, he was forced to flee with his clan.

But Hun was also mortally wounded in this battle. After all, the black dragon lord is not a mere mortal who can challenge at will. It didn't take long for this great tauren hero to die, and drogbar and Gaoling tauren reached an agreement. Formed an alliance to hold the Holy Hammer together.

This alliance lasted for thousands of years until the tribe landed on this land.

The Gaoling tribe decided to hand over the Hammer of Kazgros to the tribe, but Dagul, the leader of Drogbar's generation, disagreed. He believed that the hammer was a common property of both parties and should not be handed over to outsiders.Just when the contradictions could not be reconciled, Dagul suddenly launched an attack, took away the Hammer of Kazgros, and even killed Ulan, the chief of Gaoling.

It's hard to say whether this was a sudden intention or a long-planned plan, but at least Dagul understands one thing very well, that is, when the tribal army arrives, he will no longer have any chance to touch the holy hammer, and the chance is fleeting.

But he soon realized that he had made a stupid decision.

His betrayal completely pushed the Gaoling tribe to the tribe. Ulan's daughter Meera Gaoling succeeded the patriarch. She hoped to avenge drogbar, while the tribe needed the hammer. The two hit it off and carried out a deeper cooperation.

The drogbars were shocked to find that these outsiders, much smaller than they were, possessed incredible strength, their superior weapons and armor made the drogbar's rocky skin look useless, and their tactics crushed most of the time. For the stone trolls who are fighting, with the cooperation of shields, longbows and spells, a small group of Horde warriors can wipe out drogbars that are several times their own.

The participation of the Gaoling tribe made the drogbar lose the advantage of local combat. Although the tauren are not very familiar with caves and the underground world, it is still possible to serve as guides for the tribe. After all, Gaoling is the place where their ancestors lived for generations. Drogbar knew that too.

So Dagul retreated steadily, and the "King of the Underground" quickly lost most of his territory. The power of the holy hammer was indeed very powerful, but it was not as powerful as he imagined, at least in his hands. is not strong enough to fight an entire tribe.

This is obviously far worse than Huln Gaoling. Hun ten thousand years ago used the Hammer of Khazgoros to drive away Deathwing who was seriously injured.

Now, Dagul, the Underworld King, is in a desperate situation. In the deepest part of the Highmountain, he has nowhere to escape.

Thrall stared at this still extremely arrogant guy. The power of the Pillar of Creation should not be underestimated after all. In order to reduce unnecessary casualties, he ordered the tribal soldiers to avoid confronting Dagul himself.And now persuading Dagul to surrender is based on the same reason. He is not afraid of fighting, but he doesn't think fighting is the only way to solve the problem.

However, Dagul sneered at his kindness, "It's okay for me to say that." He seemed completely unaware of the current situation, "As long as you all kneel down and submit to me now, I will mercifully not pursue your crimes." offend!"

"It seems that this guy is seriously ill." Old Brooks snorted and spit to the side.

Among the two Saurfang brothers, the younger brother Varok has the temperament and talent of an army leader, while Brox is more proficient in the essence of a warrior. Thrall made the most suitable arrangements for the two of them, and Varok was in charge. The overall mobilization of the tribe's army, and Brox, as the captain of the chief's guard Kor'Kron, followed Thrall to pursue Dagul.

"You have nowhere to go, Dagul!" A black-haired tauren beside Thrall said in a deep voice.

Black Horn, the soul walker, is one of the representatives of the Gaoling tribe in charge of negotiating with the tribe. Thrall has a vague feeling that this guy is by no means as simple as it looks, and may not even be a tauren at all.

"Desperate?" Dagul laughed loudly, "Do you think I was forced here by you? You are so wrong! Do you know why the black dragon chose this place as its lair? A place of resonance! Only here will the hammer exert its true power!"

The Hammer of Kazgros in his hand began to vibrate, and the frequency of the tremors gradually increased, and soon the body of the hammer shone dazzlingly, cracks scattered from his position to the surroundings, and the entire giant cave began to vibrate.

Thrall's face changed slightly, and in his perception, the surrounding earth elementals and fire elementals were going berserk, and soon stopped responding to him.

"Stop him! He's going to bury us alive here!" the soulwalker Blackhorn roared, "Don't forget that we are inside the High Ridge, if the vibration here spreads out and causes the mountain to collapse, it will be a waste of life! "

Without his reminding, Brox had already charged directly, and the battle ax decorated with bones and skeletons was raised above his head, but the next moment a crimson crystal wall appeared in front of him.

With a roar, Brox slashed down without dodging, and the crystal wall burst immediately, as fragile as it seemed to others. However, Brox, who broke through the barrier, did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but roared in pain, and retreated one after another. After a few steps, a large amount of blood sprayed out from his strong body.

"The shock made with the flesh?" Dagul laughed loudly, "You actually played this in front of the holy hammer? This is an artifact used by the Creator, and it contains the supreme power representing matter!"

Brox clenched his teeth, and let out a beast-like growl from his throat. His injuries were more serious than on the surface. Warriors used concussion to achieve the purpose of destruction. Brox was very familiar with this technique, but this Once, his body became the target of destruction. Under a specific frequency, his solid body that he is proud of is more fragile than paper. Now almost all the tendons in his body have been ruptured, even though his recovery ability is extremely amazing , but such an injury would still make him unable to move for a short period of time.

Thrall knew that it was time for him to make a move. Dagul was right. The Holy Hammer could exert unimaginable power here. There was no time to completely heal Brox, so Thrall could only hit him with a single blow. A simple healing wave was used as an emergency, and then a strong thunder light began to emerge from the Hammer of Doom in his hand.

The number of fire and earth elements that are willing to obey his summons is limited, so he can only use as many spells as possible from other elements.

At this moment, a faint figure suddenly appeared behind the triumphant Dagul.

Thrall was taken aback for a moment, and his movements immediately slowed down.

A green light flashed by.

Dagul's mood was still in the arrogance of calculating everyone, but he suddenly felt his left arm light up, and when he looked subconsciously, he found that the Hammer of Kazgros was falling.

His hand still holds the handle of the hammer, but only his forearm remains.

He wanted to grab the holy hammer with his left hand, but found that his left arm was gone, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

He finally felt real pain, but the pain lasted only a short time. He found himself flying up, with his headless body below him, and a faint shadow behind him. There were two green glows in his hand...

This was Dagul's last thought.

Thrall gasped, every time he saw the lavender skinny face, he couldn't help being a little startled. In fact, this Broken One who called himself the Master of Darkness had been following them, but no one had ever sensed it. his presence.

But when he appeared on his own initiative, he harvested Dagul's life like a ghost, and those two scythes were like death gods.

Black Horn obviously didn't expect this situation at all, he was even ready to reveal his secret in front of these foreign heroes just now, but now Drogbar's underground king was dismembered so simply and neatly?
Brox stood up. Under the influence of the "Wind of Recovery", a must-have ability for high-level fighters, he is now able to carry out activities. A strong fear flashed in the eyes of the orc warriors.

Of course he knew that the other party was coercing the tribe to do things in some form, but he was helpless. Even if he wanted to wrestle with the other party, he couldn't even detect the other party's existence, so how could he talk about fighting?
The only one with a calm demeanor was Akama himself. He seemed to be in a good mood because the task was about to be completed, but he didn't show it. His demeanor was still gloomy. His attention, I should spend a lot of effort to kill him."

It feels like words to enhance friendship, but it has no effect at all.

It was only then that Thrall discovered another point. Dagul's mount, the huge crystal war scorpion body was very dim. If you observe carefully, you will find that it is still somewhat illusory. It seems to be trapped in some kind of ban, even if the owner is dead. Nor does it do anything.

Akama walked towards the Hammer of Kazgoros that had fallen to the ground, then used the sickle to push aside the severed hand, grabbed the handle of the hammer and lifted it up.

The light on the holy hammer has dissipated, turning into an ordinary-looking craftsman's hammer.

"What are you going to do?" Soul Walker Black Horn asked with a frown.

Akama didn't answer, and took out a crystal on his own. The crystal released a light blue material light, which wrapped the holy hammer, forming a translucent box.

"Don't be nervous, Black Horn." Thrall took a deep breath, "The Hammer of Kazgros should have been handed over to him, in their hands this artifact will play its most fundamental role, driving those demons out our world."

Although he was very dissatisfied with the unfair treatment suffered by the tribe, Thrall understood that that man was still very reliable in such big matters, and he would not do things that were not sure.

"Thank you for your great assistance, Your Excellency the Great Chief." Akama bowed slightly to Thrall, "Next, the tribe needs to be stationed in Highmountain to prevent the invasion of demons, and we will notify you to counterattack when necessary. "

Thrall heaved a sigh of relief. What he was most worried about was that the tribal soldiers would be sent to the front line of the war as cannon fodder, but that man didn't seem to have this idea.

Or... you don't like it?
"Then I'll take my leave first, and we have a happy cooperation." After Akama finished speaking, his figure faded until he disappeared without a trace.

He seemed to have forgotten one thing. The Hammer of Kazgoros was still there. Thrall looked over and found that the translucent box that wrapped the holy hammer began to emit golden light, and when the light completely covered the box, it began Zoom out little by little until it disappears without a trace.

Soul Walker Black Horn blinked his eyes. Although he was much older than he appeared on the surface, what happened just now was somewhat beyond his cognition.

This world, I don't know when it has become a little different.

(End of this chapter)