Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 389 Shadow and Evil Energy

The battle between Zaresantis, Dasa, Zovar and Denathius continued. During the battle, he gradually became familiar with the existing huge body, and his fighting style became more and more suitable for use. the condition of one’s own body.

"Dasa, you are indeed no ordinary mortal. Your soul is very unique."

After Zoval nimbly dodged Dasa's attack, he hit him with a heavy hammer from his backhand.

"Zovar, are you really sure that your will and the rules you have established can surpass the rules of the Firstborn?"

Dasa bowed and turned his head to avoid the blow, and wanted to step forward to counterattack, but was knocked out by Denathrius who hit him from the side.

"I've said it before, brother. Don't let such a sinner desecrate the Holy Sepulchre. You must let him in."

Although Denathrius was criticizing Zoval, the expression on his face did not change at all, it was still the same careless joking.

"Perhaps, this is a test given to us by the First Born, and this mortal is also part of this test; Dasa, you asked me if I can surpass the First Born? My answer is, yes!"

As Zoval spoke, a chain net formed by dense domination power covered Dasa, severely restricting his movements.

"I said, why don't you choose to destroy this sinner's body directly? Without the body that envelops the soul, he will have no possibility of interfering with us."

"We need a living witness, brother."

After Zoval stared at the prototype of Denathrius for a long time, he chuckled and rushed forward again with the warhammer in his hand.

The corner of Denathius's mouth changed slightly, and the scarlet energy in his hand hit the Zoval prototype in front of him, completely shattering it with one blow.

In the parallel world of Azeroth, Azshara saw the Kyrian Ascendants for the first time, and she was attracted by these extradited people from the Shadow Realm.

Dasa's voice emerged from the activated prototype of Denathrius. After having an experience of control, Dasa had the confidence to defeat one of the two Eternals this time.

Devos was a little dissatisfied with Azshara's frightened behavior at the moment, and pointed the sword and gun in his hand at N'Zoth in the distance.

"Denasius, this battle is not over yet."

Zoval still didn't think that Dasa would cause any interference to his next actions, not to mention that a guy who had already proven his worth was worthy of his win over.

"Oh, I hate it when you talk to me in my own image."

Denathrius walked step by step to the prototype of Zoval, preparing to destroy the entire prototype, and he also wanted to directly destroy Dasa's own body.

The scattered remains of the body were scattered all over the ground. Zoval looked at this scene and said nothing more.

After Denathius saw his prototype body being occupied and activated by Dasa's soul, his expression finally dropped. This time, he wanted to capture this sinner's soul!

"interesting."

"Okay, it's time to get the qualifications for the Underworld Forge, brother. I just received bad news. The guys at the Ascension Fortress have noticed our actions. Maybe, they will come here soon."

"There is still no need for witnesses or anything like that."

His descendants have proven this. After the Maw Abyss troops were handed over to him, their combat capabilities have improved a lot, and they no longer rely solely on numbers to win as in the past.

Then he charged and hit Dasa with a heavy hammer, who was trapped in the net and couldn't move.

But he needs a chance.

The arms of the prototype were broken. Seeing that there was no hope of breaking free, Daza's eyes turned to the stopped prototype parked on the other side. Maybe it was time for him to try to change to a fighting body.

"Don't be frightened! Little girl! Go and deal with that shadow creature! Leave this sinner to me!"

After Denathius blew up the prototype of Zoval, he stood up and walked towards the depths of the tomb.

"I don't like to listen to other people's orders, even if they are reinforcements coming to rescue me."

Azshara said as she turned and started heading towards N'Zoth's body.

"A messenger from the Shadow Realm? I've heard of it a long time ago. Let me see you guys' power from the Shadow Realm during this meeting!"

Kil'jaeden was also very excited after seeing Devos. The battle with Azshara was still very stressful. Now that he has replaced a guy who can be seen as a warrior at a glance, he may be relieved.

As the Tomb of Sargeras has been open for longer and longer, more and more Burning Legion troops have arrived here, and among them, Fel Mechas as war machines have begun to appear on this battlefield in large numbers. .

"The Hundred Hearts Chief has arrived! The Loyal Saint!"

Just when Kil'jaeden was about to let the fel mechas crush these mortal troops, he saw a group of puppets that were almost as tall as the fel mechas joining the battlefield. He didn't even see clearly where these things came from. It came out of nowhere.

DeVos didn't give him much time to think. From the moment the sword and gun with the power of order chopped off his left flesh wing with one blow, Kil'jaeden knew that this messenger of the Shadow Realm would be difficult to deal with. .

"DeVos! Here we come!"

Saint Jessandria of Courage and Saint Jessenius of Wisdom led their respective Kyrian Ascendants to join this war.

Looking at these little blue people who seemed to look exactly the same, Kil'jaeden understood at this moment why he had only heard of the Shadow Realm before, but Sargeras, the leader of the Burning Legion, had never taken the initiative to attack there.

These powerful messengers are enough to illustrate this point.

However, he is not fighting alone!

"You are moving too slowly! Kil'jaeden! Sargeras is already a little angry!"

Archimonde's voice slowly appeared on the battlefield along with his figure. Just after he was resurrected, Sargeras immediately sent him to Azeroth in this parallel time and space.

Now the scale of this war has grown uncontrollably, from the physical universe to the twisted void to the shadow realm.

This is a super war that spans several realms.

On the sea, Azshara flew quickly and landed on the Golden Fleet ship where Talanji was.

"When can the evacuation begin?"

Talanji cast spells with both hands while dealing with the Nagas who were hiding under the sea and waiting for an opportunity to attack. She looked anxiously at Azshara who had just returned.

"The retreat is cancelled. We must win this war this time and close the Tomb of Sargeras!"

As Azshara said this, she took off the trophy hanging from her waist that the basilisk Azshara had left for her, the Tidestone of Golgonneth, and walked to the bow of the ship. "what are you up to?"

Talanji looked at Azshara, who was acting somewhat inexplicably, and asked anxiously.

"Talanji, take a good look at what a real queen looks like."

Vashchi grabbed the long bow behind her, bent the bow and nocked an arrow to repel a Naga thug who tried to rush up, protecting the safety of the ship.

The surging seawater turned into surging magic through the Tidestone of Golganes, which resonated with Azshara's own magic. Then a seaspout rose into the sky out of thin air, and she slowly left step by step. The boat stepped on this seaspout.

"In my name, Azshara! Stop your actions!"

These words spread throughout the sea area along with the turbulent sea wind and waves, and the Nagas who were trying to attack the coalition ships stopped one after another.

They all looked at Azshara. The queen's magic power could not be deceived. Looking at Azshara in the elf form, these Nagas were thinking that their queen had broken N'Zoth's curse from time to time.

"Every promise made by N'Zoth is an out-and-out lie! Everything he does is to corrupt the world and make everything in the world distorted!"

Azshara began to talk about all her thoughts about N'zoth on the public channel. When she was in the empire, Azshara had dealt with a group of fanatical believers who were expected by the ancient gods. Some of them had been killed by Enzos in that world. Si Suo distorted his figure.

After in-depth study of the force of shadow, Azshara clearly knows that these ancient gods are not good things.

"In the name of the empire! My noble compatriots! Even if your body is distorted, you must never give up your noble will! Now is the time for revenge! Let that evil god pay the price!"

Azshara said that the Golgonneth Tide Stone in her hand lit up with aqua blue light, and then the seaspout holding her turned into a high-pressure current and rushed towards N'Zoth.

The Nagas also responded to Azshara's call at this moment, roaring with their vocal cords that had been distorted by magic and pounced on the group of faceless men for the empire.

The Nagas' rebellion on the battlefield caught N'Zoth somewhat unexpectedly. He was still trying to influence Azshara at this moment, but failed. Her firm will could not be blocked by him at all.

If that's the case, then just kill them all!

Countless tentacles sprang out from the depths of the sea, turning into sky-supporting pillars and beating wildly around. The wild waves set off destroyed half of the coalition fleet, and the Loa gods who followed Azshara also At this moment, one after another appeared, providing shelter to the coalition warriors who were still fighting.

"The Loa are with us! Hahaha! Come on!"

After a troll warlord witnessed the sight of all the loas appearing, he shouted fanatically, turned on his violent transformation and pounced on the nearest demon.

"Tastingo!"

Because of the appearance of the Loa, all the trolls became violent. This kind of emotion is incomprehensible to other races. However, as comrades, they just found that the originally collapsed battle seemed to be caused by the sudden attack of the trolls. The outbreak got a little better.

N'Zoth focused all his attention on Azshara. He must kill this mortal who had played tricks on him again and again.

Azshara, who lacks the infinite magic power of the Well of Eternity, is still difficult to kill this ancient god with only the Tidestone of Golganeth. His size is too huge, and she needs more power. .

At this moment, a shuttle flew across the sky and headed towards Azshara. Due to the fighting here, the shuttle could not get close to Azshara and give her what it carried.

"Just throw it down! I can catch it!"

Azshara shouted the order.

The shuttle raised its altitude again and circled in a circle before arriving on Azshara's head, and finally dropped the cargo towards her.

The strong wind lifted the object and rolled it back into Azshara's hands. Only after getting the object did Azshara realize what it was.

Eye of Aman'Thul!

"Haha, haha, hahahaha! N'Zoth! Your end has come! Although I have already killed you once, I am very happy to do it again!"

Azshara unceremoniously hung the pendant around her neck, and the power from the two Pillars of Creation was activated under the stimulation of her magic. Time seemed to be suspended at this moment.

The ocean and the storm were not affected in any way, and turned into a tornado under the pull of the blue arcane energy, heading towards N'Zoth.

The bright moonlight also penetrated the cloudy sky at this moment, shining on Azshara's body.

"Let me take matters into my own hands, Azshara. I want to take care of this parasite with my own hands."

The will of Azeroth appeared in Azshara's ears at this moment. His appearance triggered the power of Azeroth in this parallel time and space. The power of order of the star soul turned into a blue bright spot, rising from all directions. Gathering towards Azshara.

"Okay, Azeroth, take control of my body."

Azshara closed her eyes as she spoke and relaxed her whole body; and when she opened her eyes again, an indescribable momentum burst out from her body.

"The power of a Titan?! How is that possible!"

Archimonde recognized the sudden change in Azshara's aura. He could recognize it because he had felt all this in Sargeras.

"It seems that we have to call the fleet and just wash this planet into wasteland!"

Kil'jaeden had lost patience at this moment, and the successive failures made it impossible to suppress the anger in his heart.

"You can't do anything! Sinners! You dare to collude with Maw Abyss! You should be imprisoned there too!"

Devos was also very angry. The sword and gun in her hand slashed Kil'jaeden's neck the moment he was distracted, leaving a wound on his neck, although it failed to cut off his neck with one blow. Head, but dangerous enough.

"Troublesome guys! You are dead! If you still resist, then turn them into my power!"

Countless evil spirits began to haunt Archimonde, and these spirits began to actively fight against the undead attacking the Legion.

Then, they were restrained by this group of Kyrian Ascendants using mental energy spells. The resentful souls he killed were all locked up by the surrounding Kyrian Ascendants, and they had no time to do anything.

"Sinner! Even without the Arbitrator! You are going to the Abyss!"

Saint Alexandria of Courage was disgusted with Archimonde's spell, and she vowed to kill this sinner.

While the Azeroth war in parallel time and space was still going on, in Draenor, Jarod was already preparing to go to Argus.

This request was made by Argus and Eonar themselves.

(End of this chapter)