Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 392 The anxious battle situation

The Eternal City - Oribos, the only three Eternals left in the Shadow Realm gathered here today. Gristia, the Winter Queen, and the War Master were discussing countermeasures regarding Denathrius's rebellion; according to what Zoval left behind Intelligence shows that the two Eternals have joined forces to go to the birthplace of the Shadow Realm - Zaresantis.

While the three Eternals were discussing the location of Zaresantis, the divine servants outside the door came to inform several people about the return of the alienated Kyrian and Venthyr rebels.

"Let DeVos and the Venthyr leader come in. I have something to ask them."

Gristia floated in the conference room and looked at the divine waiter and said.

"Yes, Archon."

The divine waiter stepped back and went to Xuedworth and North to enter this secret conference room.

After hearing the order, the two men decisively entered this mysterious conference room and saw the three Eternals gathered here.

Devos immediately reported to Gristia what he saw and heard in Azeroth in parallel time and space, and learned about the location of Zaresantis.

North also added about the location of Zaresantis. She emphasized that if you want to enter Zaresantis, you must first go to the Maw, from where there is a spiritual path leading directly to Zaresantis. .

The dangers there in the Maw Abyss are the same for these three Eternals. Otherwise, they would not have chosen to imprison Zoval there.

Gristea himself could not go, but he decided to send his own Grien Legion to participate in this battle.

"There must be another way to get to Zaresantis, and it doesn't necessarily have to be through the Maw."

"The defensive strength of Ardenweald is seriously insufficient at the moment. I'm sorry, but I can't send any troops to assist you, brother."

But if the operation goes well, you can go directly to Zaresantis and face the two brothers who betrayed their mission.

"That's enough! This operation really doesn't require too many people to participate. The Shadow Realm still needs stability. In this case, I leave it to you two."

"We must be fully prepared, otherwise, we may fall into Zoval's trap like that kid Elon."

Now, if they want to save the world and maintain the order set by the Firstborn, they must risk going to the Maw.

The war leader shouted loudly and interrupted the quarrel between Devos and North. In the end, he made a compromise choice and led Maldraxxus' troops to the Maw. Even if there were any problems, before those warriors They can also withdraw in time under their cover.

The Winter Queen believes that you can go to the Maw, but you must be fully prepared.

"Watch your words, lowly Venthyr."

"You laugh so hard, you guys who have been deprived of your memory, what qualifications do you have to call me mean?"

Gristia did not agree with the plan to go to the Maw first and then to Zaresantis. She thought that there might be another way to go directly to Zaresantis.

"Other way? Why, is the great Archon afraid?"

But this all makes sense. After the Creation created their five Eternals, they were prohibited from approaching Zaresantis again.

"There is no extra choice, you two, we must risk everything."

North had a sneer on her face. She was not afraid of the sword and gun in DeVos's hands at all. She was not afraid of this Saint of Green.

After weighing the situation, the war leader finally decided to go to the Maw, and from there to Zaresantis.

After witnessing Denathrius's betrayal, North no longer had any fear of these Eternals. These guys were almost the same as their mortals.

The sword and gun in DeVos's hand was pointed at North's neck at this moment.

The only place that isolates the realms of Shadow Realm from Zaresantis is the Maw, which explains why Zoval found Zaresantis after being imprisoned in the Maw, the place where it was first born. The reason is the ground.

"The Kyrian Legion will assist you in your operations."

The Winter Queen was also depressed. Elrond was the first mortal to discover that Denathrius had a problem. He also organized a group of militia resistance in Ardenweald, defeating Zoval and Denathriu along the way. The conspiracy of the two of them, from repelling the Witherwood invaders in Ardenweald, to later assisting Maldraxxus to eliminate the traitors, and then assisting Ascension Bastion to deal with the Forsworn.

Victories continued along the way, and he naturally gained the appreciation of the other Eternals. But when news of the rebels came from Revendreth, this mortal spirit led his troops to assist without hesitation. counterinsurgency.

But in the end, he fell into the trap carefully woven by Denathius and Zoval and became a controlled puppet. With the appreciation of the three Eternals for him, he seized three seals in one fell swoop and went to Zaresheti for Zoval. Si provided powerful help.

The Seal of Meridian has been recast, but what is lost is lost.

Since Elrond was controlled, the defensive strength of the entire Ardenweald has been reduced to a minimum.

"I understand, so let's set off now. Head to Maldraxxus first. The army of the Shadow Realm has already assembled there, and it's time for us to take action."

The soldier is a man of action. Once the plan is made, it must be implemented immediately.

Under the leadership of the War Master, the loyal Saint Jaegeren team led by Devos and the Venthyr resistance led by North went to Maldraxxus together.

Take the floating city here to go directly to the Maw.

Zaresantis, the battle in the Holy Tomb of the Firstborn is still going on, but Dasa has replaced three prototypes in a row.

Zoval's prototype body, Denathrius' prototype body, and Winter Queen's prototype body were all damaged. What he now controls is Gristea's prototype body.

In this battle, Denathius and Zoval also suffered scars. They did not expect that the prototype body controlled by mortal souls had the ability to hurt them.

"Sinner! Your farce should end here!"

Denathrius' claws filled with scarlet anima swung towards the core of the prototype of Gristia controlled by Daza at the moment.

"A farce? Denathrius, it's you who should end this farce!"

The spear in Daza's hand entangled Denathrius' claws, and then stabbed forward, pointing directly at his chest.

But this attack was forced to abort because of Zoval's attack, which widened the distance between them. They had to find a way to drive these two guys away from the Holy Tomb of the First Born.

"Dasa, all your resistance is in vain. You just don't understand why."

There was a little regret in Zoval's voice.

"In vain? If I put down my weapons at this moment and give up resistance, it will be in vain. When did you two guys think that you can rewrite the rules of the First Born?! Where did your unrealistic and crazy ideas come from? Where did it begin? Zoval!"

Daza roared angrily, and the spear in his hand turned into a stream of light and pointed directly at Denathrius. There is still another original body, and that is the original body of the soldier; if he can destroy this original body completely, In exchange for killing Denathius, he can win this victory.

"I can feel your desire for freedom from your body. However, the freedom you desire is false, a lie left to you by the First Born." Zoval waved the war hammer in his hand vigorously. The original body of Daza was used to force back his attack on Denathrius, but he underestimated the madness and determination of the mortal in front of him.

The sharp spearhead penetrated the barrier between Denathrius's crossed arms, and was nailed to his chest together with his arms. The Venthyr Emperor was also pierced through the chest by this sword and spear, and was nailed. On the ground of the Tomb of the Firstborn.

Until this moment, Denasius's eyes were still flashing with a hint of disbelief.

He never imagined that he would be defeated at the hands of a mortal.

The Gristia prototype was also completely damaged by Zoval's heavy blow.

At the moment when this prototype body was damaged, the last prototype body on the side - the war prototype body was activated.

"Kill this sinner! Brother!"

Denathrius struggled hard to escape from the restraints of the spear that penetrated his body, and at the same time looked at Zoval.

"I will, Dasa, this is your last chance, put down your weapon, and then watch all this happen quietly."

Zoval decided to give Dasa one last chance.

But Dasa was not prepared to accept the opportunity Zoval said. He was going to tear the two Eternals apart this time!

The prototype of the War Master is worthy of being called a battle prototype. Its attack strength and reaction speed are far superior to the first four machines, which greatly increases Dasa's confidence.

Zoval no longer held back, and fought with Dasa. The power of domination continuously collided in the will of both parties; while the battle was taking place here.

The sound of war horns came from the passage from Zaresantis to the Maw, and the armies of the five secret chambers invaded the birthplace of Zaresantis.

Under the command of the military master, the armies of the five secret chambers cooperated with each other to quickly clean up the area of ​​the First Birth Land that was occupied and controlled by the Abyss Army and the Nasrezim.

The unfavorable situation of the war ahead soon spread to the Holy Tomb of the First Born. Denathrius did not expect that several other Eternals would come here so quickly.

Zoval did not expect this. Seeing that the opportunity to rewrite the rules of the Firstborn was approaching, he would never allow anyone to stop him again!

Countless chains of control erupted from his body, blocking the passage into the Holy Tomb of the First Born. Zoval, who was in a hurry, became more and more eager to attack Dasa, and his attack movements became more open and wide.

This put pressure on Dasa's side. He didn't know what was happening outside at the moment. He only knew that Zoval was becoming more and more aggressive and his mood seemed to be getting irritable.

But then, Dasa withstood Zoval's pressure and began to try to counterattack.

Being impatient is not a mistake that a soldier in the middle of a battle should make! The guy in front of me has been alive for who knows how long. He has endured it for so long, so he shouldn't be short of this for a while.

"Ellon...you go and follow the other teams, leave this to me!"

After seeing the figure of her son Elrond, North was silent for a moment and then ordered the other Venthyr around her to follow the other troops and move forward. She could handle it here alone.

Aaron looked at North with dull eyes. His left hand held a staff full of death style, and his right hand held a newly crafted sword of sorrow.

The icy-cold spell was cast from the staff in his hand and rushed towards North.

"You brat, I've attacked your mother again. Very good. It's time for you to wake up."

North said as she took out a long whip from her waist and swung it at Ailon.

While the battle between mother and son was going on, the battle in the Holy Tomb of the Firstborn was also coming to an end.

"You have been imprisoned for countless years and you don't understand how the battle is fought, Zoval!"

Dasa controlled the war prototype, suppressed Zoval with one knee, and pinned him to the ground. The hammer had already been thrown far away.

"Dasa! You are killing our future with your own hands!"

While being pinned to the ground by Dasa, Zoval could only put his head on the ground and shouted at the top of his lungs; he was indeed right, and Dasa's soul was indeed unique.

This mortal soul contained more power than anyone expected, and when Sargeras allied with him and told him information about Daza, he failed to take it seriously.

This mortal soul is very powerful, but it cannot be manifested because the body is a mortal.

However, after entering these prototypes in the Holy Tomb of the First Born, the combat power he exerted was not inferior to any Eternal One.

"No, I'm just saving our future. Give up, Zoval, your plans are over!"

Daza controlled the remains of the Primarch of War, suppressing Zoval tightly.

"I haven't lost yet, Dasa. Since your soul is so suitable, I can only apologize."

Zoval said as his war hammer flew towards Dasa's body, which was wrapped in Denathrius's scarlet energy and his chain of control, which was left in the corner of the battlefield.

The warhammer effortlessly crushed the mortal body, and at the same time, countless chains burst out from his body and were linked to the fighting original body where Dasa's soul resided, and began to synchronize the future and prophecies he saw.

He hoped that after seeing everything he had foreseen, Dasa could truly understand His approach and cooperate with His next actions.

"Lemonia, now!"

Denathrius, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly exerted his strength, and the sword flashing with scarlet light suddenly appeared, piercing the core of the war primordial body stimulated by Daza's soul and Zoval who was pressed to the ground.

"Brother, why?"

The moment Zoval was penetrated, he felt the rapid loss of his power. The armor on his body quickly disappeared, revealing his pale bald head covered with runes.

"Why? I've had enough of these sinners, brother. I'm going to create a new world without arrogant sinners."

Denathius broke free from the shackles of the spear and climbed up from the ground. He witnessed with his own eyes that Zoval completely lost his life and transformed back into the original automatic puppet body.

As for the war prototype who also lost the ability to move, he also made another stab at it, and after ensuring that the mortal soul would no longer have any impact on him, he went to the depths of the Holy Tomb of the Firstborn to get the The qualifications to activate the Underworld Forge are gone.

On the battlefield of Argus, the battle for the Burning Throne of Antorus is ongoing. With the return of the two demon leaders, the Burning Legion's front has once again pushed forward.

The battle situation is still extremely anxious.

(End of this chapter)