Menethil's Power

Chapter 607 God's War
Not long ago, Isaacs' power had reached the pinnacle of this world. This was a realm that mortals, at least human beings, had never reached, and there was almost no precedent.

But that's not enough.

For the exploration of advanced power, Azeroth has never had a clear concept. After Jaina completely inherited the position of the Lich King, she felt confused, so why not Isaacs?
Exploring to a higher level is the instinct of every seeker. Most of his power belongs to the Pantheon system, and he can only start from this aspect. At present, the only guardian of Azeroth who still retains complete strength and personal will is Ao. Ding, he neither transferred the power bestowed by the titan to the giant guardian dragon, nor was he shaken by the bewitching of the ancient god.

Fiery power surged and boiled in Isaacs' body. Exodar had been absorbing energy from the Ocean of Light to the upper limit of its reserve before, and after absorbing this energy, Isaacs' giant body became extremely solid. It really improved his combat effectiveness. In comparison, the negative impact of being too big is not worth mentioning.

"I appreciate your belief," Odin sneered, "You are very ambitious, but I don't think there is anything wrong with it. Only with ambition can you have enough motivation. From this aspect, you are better than all others. Guardian. We could have worked together, but you insisted on being my enemy."

"I'm not trying to be your enemy." Isaacs said calmly, with a golden cold light shining in his huge eyes, and his voice also echoed in this hall of glory, "I just think you are no longer suitable to sit here It's just the location."

Odin was silent. He found that no matter whether he admitted it or not, it was impossible for him to overwhelm the other party in terms of identity and aura. The guy in front of him obviously could no longer be called a mortal, with a huge body, powerful energy, and the support of other titan creations , it seems that Tyre specially chose him as his heir and prepared everything for him.

A long time ago, Odin sensed the fall of Tyr. Although he felt sorry, the dead guardian was not worth paying attention to. He felt that the hope of returning the world to order fell on him, but he did not expect that his former comrade-in-arms There is such an arrangement.

Apparently, Odin, who had lived in the Hall of Valor for a long time, didn't know that Tyr had actually fallen completely. Although he was still a little suspicious, he had to admit that Isaacs and him had the right to talk to him on an equal footing.

It is meaningless to argue about the legitimacy of the other party's guardian status, and Odin doesn't bother to do so. He has sufficient confidence in his own strength.

Then there is only the fist to speak.

"I accept your challenge, arrogant young man, and forgive all your slanders against me." Odin stepped down from the high platform where his throne was, and looked at Isaacs with a stern look in his eyes. The other party wanted to end him The rule of the Hall of Valor, and he will never give up his years of hard work, this is an irreconcilable contradiction, then the other party is the enemy, the enemy that must be eradicated.

No one can stop Odin's great cause, not other guardians, not Hela, not even this arrogant idiot who claims to be a guardian!
He would trample him to the ground, and listen to his pained cries haughtily and indifferently.

The Hall of Glory is spacious enough, and the subordinates of the two guardians have retreated to the edge. The Shield of Aggramar is held by Sigrin. This Pillar of Creation should have been the focus, but now it is somewhat neglected.

There is a clear distinction between the Creator Legion and the Heroic Spirits, and they all know that this is not a battle they can participate in.

A gladiatorial fight between guardians, this may be the first time in Azeroth.

Isaacs and Odin looked at each other, both seemed to be unarmed, but with such strength, conventional weapons were of no great significance to them.

The atmosphere became colder, but full of heat—the two giants both displayed extremely strong abilities of light and heat, just like two stars.

Isaacs moved first, his figure instantly turned into a ray of light, and the next moment he appeared in front of Odin. A crystal-cast spear transformed by holy power appeared in his hand instantly, and he rushed towards Odin with the help of forward momentum. Ding stabbed in the chest.

Although it is huge, it is still almost at the speed of light, and most of the spectators did not react.

The spear was blocked, and a wall of light with almost no thickness appeared in front of Odin. The light-forged spear was still advancing, but it couldn't cross the barrier. It began to shatter from the tip of the spear, and the crisp sound of crystal cracking echoed.

Cracks were also constantly appearing on the light wall, and when the spear shattered, it also broke completely. This seemed to be an evenly matched power struggle, which happened within a second.

No one will think that there is anything wrong. Even Partress, who unconditionally supports her Royal Highness, believes that this balance of power should last for a long time. After all, with this level of power, neither side should be able to do anything against each other for the time being...

But the next moment they realized how wrong they were.

Those cracked fragments of light casting, whether they were spears or parts of the light wall, suddenly changed their trajectory under the action of an invisible force, and shot towards Odin, and in the process, these The densely packed fragments shone with dazzling light, and then exploded one after another.

The guardian who was caught off guard just wanted to put on a defensive posture, when a heavy fist shining with silvery white light passed through the space between his hands, hitting his chest hard, and the astonishing power was released, and Odin's huge body was knocked into the air. , sitting back on his throne in embarrassment, and Isaacs immediately followed up and slammed into Odin like a heavy hammer, the impact point was still the chest.

With an astonishing loud noise, Odin's throne, which seemed to be made of gold, collapsed. His body hit the wall behind him, but only made a dent. Obviously, the building of the Hall of Valor is extremely strong.

There was no sound, and the Thundercast warriors and Valkyries in the Hall of Valor couldn't believe that their gods were acting as if they were not all-in-one.

Isaacs stood there with a calm expression and did not continue to attack.

Obviously he made the right choice, "So bold! So reckless!" The tyrannical holy energy erupted like a storm, and the blazing light covered everything in an instant. Isaacs suddenly felt a heavy blow, and he parried it Stepping back, countless swords of light came from the ground, but they were smashed as soon as they touched his body, turning into energy groups that were more harmless to him.

The light dissipated, revealing Odin's stalwart body, and his flaming beard was blazing, which was the proof of defeating the fire lord Ragnaros.What burned more vigorously than the beard was the anger in his eyes. Although he looked a little embarrassed, he was not injured at all, only the breastplate was slightly damaged.

It seemed that being hit against the wall was more of a face-scoring injury to him.

"How many years? How many years have I not been hurt like this?" Odin seemed to be talking to himself.

"Don't be too surprised, you will soon be familiar with this feeling." Isaacs replied.

The effect of ridicule was immediate, and more swords of light appeared, almost forming a field of swords.

But this is futile after all. To Isaacs, these swords of light are almost like toys. He can't help shaking his head slightly. Odin has never really fought for tens of thousands of years, so he seems a bit stupid. The blow didn't make him realize that magic blows are useless in this duel.

Both sides are using pure light power from the same source, so most of the spells will have no effect. Only the simplest and most direct close combat is the most suitable way of fighting.

Since the other party hadn't realized it yet, Isaacs didn't mind teaching him a lesson. He rushed up again. It might be difficult to perform flying kicks with such a huge body, so he punched directly.

He no longer condenses any light-forged weapons, his body is the best weapon, its hardness and energy density are by no means comparable to the temporary condensed light-forged weapons.From the contact just now, he has discovered that after accepting the infusion of Exodar, his temporary light-forged giant body is actually slightly stronger than Odin. This may not be obvious, but it is enough to give him an advantage .

Isaacs would not think that he could surpass Odin as a guardian in terms of experience, so he simply chose this most direct way of fighting, directly competing for strength, endurance and resistance to blows.

Such a high-end battle has returned to hand-to-hand combat, which is a bit of a return to basics.

Odin seemed a bit unable to adapt. There were no enemies in the Hall of Valor, and no one else was qualified to be his partner. This kind of battle, which was like two ordinary Vrykul fishermen fighting, made him feel very uncomfortable, and the presence of onlookers made him uncomfortable. Make him feel disgraced...

"Enough!" he roared.

Isaacs ignored it. Since breaking through to the current level, he has not fought such a comfortable battle. The enemy is equal to him but just weaker. It is challenging but not dangerous.

He greeted Odin's face with another punch, but his wrist was suddenly held. He wanted to break free, but suddenly found that the lightning flashed, and the tyrannical current was introduced unreasonably, destroying his body.

Looking at Odin again, his original silver eyes have turned silvery white.

The severe pain tore at his nerves.

Isaacs made a decisive decision and suddenly stimulated the sacred energy in his body. Odin felt a little threat. With a flick of his arm, Isaacs immediately backed away. The golden light of his body dimmed a lot, which means that the energy maintaining this body has been greatly reduced. loss.

The beam of light that appeared before descended into the sky again, injecting into Isaacs' body, bringing his aura back to its peak, "The Exodar's last reserve energy has also been exhausted, and you can only rely on yourself next." Silk's voice rang in his ears.

"Understood." Isaacs nodded slightly.

Odin would naturally not be idle while he was receiving the energy of the Exodar, a radiant lightning spear condensed in his hand.

Isaacs seemed to want to dodge, but it was in vain. The lightning spear hit him directly. He grunted and took several steps back, almost falling down.

Just one blow, the energy contained is enough to compare with the engine of Nalaksha, Odin deserves to be Odin, this is his real power.

Isaacs had actually expected it. After all, those storm dragons in Tolinir regarded Odin as a god. One can imagine where their power of lightning came from, but what he didn't expect was the power of storm that Odin possessed. is so powerful.

Even though Isaacs was still thinking wildly at this time, he felt that Thorim, who was still brainwashed by Yogg-Saron on the Storm Cliff, should give up the title of Lord of Storms in shame. After all, his power came from Gorganes, and Odin His power comes from Aman'Thul, Gorgoneth's father.

Then another lightning spear struck.

Isaacs found helplessly that the power injected by the Exodar was rapidly being consumed. He suddenly felt that it was not wise for him to abandon all equipment. At least now he found that his ability to resist lightning was quite mediocre. Maybe he should prepare natural resistance in advance. Sexual equipment, and I don’t know if the lightning produced by Odin’s lightning and wind elements is a concept.

Odin approached with steady steps, and the thunder and lightning were still condensed in his hands. He obviously didn't want to give Isaacs a chance to breathe. He wanted to vent his anger and prove that the dignity of the guardian could not be offended.

Another lightning spear.

At this time, Isaacs finally saw the doorway. There was a roar of thunder and lightning under the ground of the entire Hall of Glory, which meant that Odin had actually cheated, but it seemed a bit late to see it at this time?Enjoying three lightning spears in succession, Isaacs was so embarrassed that he could only half squat on the ground, almost unable to maintain his giant figure.

"You lost." The victory was decided, and Odin returned to that superior posture, "I appreciate your courage, mortal, but you must pay the price for your recklessness."

The situation changed too quickly, and the Thundercast warriors and Valkyries who were watching the battle hadn't reacted yet. At this moment, bursts of cheers erupted sparsely.Partridge's face changed drastically, the young priest clenched her staff tightly, and began to calculate the possibility of protecting Isaacs from here safely.

But when she saw Isaacs' expression, she suddenly relaxed again. She knew him too well. If it was really a matter of life and death, he would definitely not be sitting like this, but frantically looking for all possibilities , and he is acting too plainly now.

Others don't think so, they all think that Odin has won.And Isaacs squinted his eyes, and there was a slight curve in the corner of his mouth, "Is this the end?" he asked Odin.

The guardian obviously didn't expect this question, and was slightly taken aback, "What do you want to say?"

Isaacs sighed, "If it's just like this, it's really disappointing."

Pale golden flashes appeared around him. If you observe carefully, you will find that these flashes are not divine power, but in the shape of sand grains, and Isaacs' aura unexpectedly soared, and he returned to his best state in just a few seconds. It was as if he had never endured those three lightning spears.

Odin's pupils contracted suddenly, of course he knew what was going on, and he had seen this ability displayed more than once, Aman'Thul, the high-level guardian Rai, and those bronze dragons, but how can this kind of power be used now? On a mortal, "How...how is this possible?"

"Nothing is impossible." Isaacs stood up and checked the state of the whole body casually. "Sure enough, the time spell has the best healing ability."

Odin's eyes flickered, and thousands of thoughts rolled in his heart for a moment, and the most obvious point was that he should have been fooled.

(End of this chapter)