Azeroth Trail of Light

"boom"

A crazy heavy blow from the Crypt Lord’s forelimb crossed the entire huge suspended throne. After this blow, the cracks on the ground rushed out in all directions, carrying strong dark energy, like a shock wave. Similarly, if it is hit, it will not be fatal, but it will definitely reduce the speed of evasion.

When fighting an opponent like Anub'arak, reducing the speed of dodge is undoubtedly seeking a dead end.

Fording turned and jumped away from the spot, but the next moment, a sharp light flashed in the eyes of the lord of the crypt, which had already passed through the forelimbs of the air, and pulled up again, amidst the violent whistling in the air, The forelimbs like a siege cone staggered towards the old knight who jumped into the air.

At this moment, dark energy burst out almost completely from the body of the Crypt Lord. For the first time the holy light shining in the air was suppressed by the front, and his face became extremely serious at this moment. His battle axe drew an arc in the air and landed in his own hands. It blocked a cross cut of Anub'arak's forelimbs. The holy light around his body was hit by this powerful force. Completely chopped.

And the thorn of the earth, summoned from the ground by Anub'arak with talent magic, was shot from the center by a light arrow that rushed from the center just before it pierced Fording's body. Cut off, also let the old knight escape a severely wounded attack.

But because of this rescue blow, Roglio’s attacking rhythm was slightly deviated. The left half of the field that was originally blocked by the light arrow lost the complete apex defense in an instant. The Crypt Lord seized the gap. He ate a black arrow from Lor'themar, and the huge body with the broken carapace on his back suddenly flipped forward, and almost disappeared out of thin air among the thick rocks of the suspended throne.

Crypt Lord's talent skills submerge attack!

The old knight was still in the air at this time and had nowhere to take advantage, but at the moment when Anub'arak sneaked into the ground, he almost subconsciously opened the sacred barrier of the strongest state.

In the next moment, three stone, claw-like blades pierced out from under his body, swift and bursting, and the sharp light shining on them and the substantive dark murderous aura almost completely penetrated the entire suspended throne.

Crypt Lord Talent Skill Puncture Crit

"boom!"

The stone blade collided with the sacred barrier, and the endless brute force from the crypt lord and the damage blessed by dark energy caused the defense composed of heavy holy light to shatter from the feet of Old Fording. The speed was extremely fast. Seeing the dark The stone edge was about to pierce his body, and the roar of the old knight also broke out at this desperate moment.

"Don't think about it! Feel the anger of my soul!"

"boom"

The ten soul fragments given to Old Fording by Shadowsorrow completely exploded at this moment. The purple soul power was like a shining heavy hammer. Under the control of Old Fording's will, it slammed the stone blade on the ground fiercely. Almost from the top, it also grinds and destroys the sharp blade a little bit, and even penetrates into the ground of the suspended throne, hitting the crypt lord hiding in it.

Anub'arak's cry of pain accompanied his body reappearing on the throne ground. The carapace of his head, under the burst of the sorrowful energy of Shadowmourne, has been almost completely destroyed, even as sharp as a crown. His long horns were also cut off by one-third, and they looked embarrassed to the extreme, while the purple soul fragments were still biting and screaming in his soul, producing deeper and more deadly effects on him. influences.

But in his ice-blue eyes, the anger and killing intent caused by the pain also drove the thick forelimbs that were completely enveloped by the dark energy, and stab the old Fording who had just landed.

This time the old knight has no time to defend.

"puff"

The sturdy and sharp forelimbs pierced the holy light of self-defense, and passed through the abdomen of the old knight. Just in the crypt, the lord laughed wanton and painfully, and wanted to take a step forward and completely penetrate the old Fording. When his body was whistling, the bone arrow that brought a wild black storm in the air shot from behind him, and there was a crisp sound.

In order to shoot this arrow, the Dark Ranger forcibly broke the Black Rose bow in his hand, and at this moment the fingers with the hand armor were cut out with a deep bone wound. His arms trembled slightly, obviously It is because of too much force.

This also proved the strength of the arrow. The howling shadow storm made Anub'arak feel a deadly threat. He had to give up his plan to kill Fording completely, and turned around to block the strike of the black arrow with his forelimbs. Attacked, but the bone arrow was not shot off like before. On the contrary, it rotated rapidly in the air, and finally took the momentum of a spiral black storm formed behind it, completely penetrating Anub'arak's forelimbs.

Purple-black blood that was no longer flowing spouted from the large open wound. Under the blow, Anub'arak's huge body also took two steps back, but this was only the beginning.

In the next moment, the dark energy belonging to Lor'themar exploded in the strongest forelimbs of the Crypt Lord. The black energy was like a thick chain, layered around the forelimbs of the Crypt Lord, entwining it. Eventually a huge shadow group formed, completely covering his forelimbs.

At least before the shadow energy completely disappeared, the forelimbs of the Crypt Lord were abolished. More importantly, the sum of the dark energy is inseparable from the corrosion. The same is true for this group of black arrow energy. The Crypt Lord is here. A painful roar amidst all-round corrosion, his body turned over and he was about to escape into the ground again, but the oncoming black blade and the scorching light from behind completely interrupted his dodge. .

The moment after Long Arrow shot, Lor'themar drew out the black phoenix epee behind her backhand, and rushed towards Anub'arak like a shadow. He is the best ranger in Azeroth. At that time, he was not even much weaker than a soldier in hand-to-hand combat.

Even better in terms of skills, and the death from Arthas strengthened his body, making the ranger lord's melee combat more threatening.

"boom"

Lor'themar threw the chain out of her hand, and the chain was quickly wrapped around the other foreleg that Abbarak was constantly waving, and he threw the chain to the old Fording who was rushing from the other side, the whole person was like Like a rock-climbing monkey, following Anub'arak's body, he rushed to its back.

The sharp dark epee wiped the crypt lord’s carapace exploded by the sun, and pierced into his forehead. This blow was so sharp that the crypt lord really felt the threat. It kept retreating, but every time When the forelegs were swung, the chain that Old Fording was desperately pulled would destroy the attack action, and Lor'themar could dodge the attack with every attack.

And the struggle of this behemoth made his brute force to its extreme. The entire suspended throne was constantly shaking and trembling, and the surrounding spider silk was constantly being cracked. It seemed that the next moment would be completely broken, like a turbulent. The swaying boat on the sea is in danger of capsizing.

Can't drag on any longer!

"Theron! Fording! Confine it! I need 2 seconds!"

Rogerio half-kneeled on the swaying suspended throne. The starlight bow in his hand was pulled to the extreme by him. The legendary longbow that the Sin'dorei elves have kept since the War of the Ancients is called Soli. The Wrath of the Stars is said to be a famous weapon in the ancient war. Countless fierce demons have lost their lives under this bow. It is famous.

Today, it’s not known how many users, Roglio swears by the stars that he will sacrifice this longbow with the life of Anub'arak, so that his name is truly worthy of this legendary weapon. ! He wants to prove that the trust Kael'thas gave him will never be wasted!

Everything will be attributed to this arrow!

"In the name of the stars! I give you eternal death!"

"Huh!"

Light and shadow are splashing, and the dazzling starlight blooms from the longbow in the hands of Roglio. The starburst disappears into the air in the first second it enters the air. When it is close to Anub'arak, it carries Following the starry sky trajectory, appeared from the air.

The chain in Old Fording's hands has been stretched to the extreme in the game between the two, and he did his best to restrain the struggle of the Crypt Lord. At this moment, Anub'arak truly felt the second substantiality. Adding to his death, all his potential and power burst out at this moment.

The countless little scarlet flying insects flying in the surrounding air rushed towards Fording and Lor'themar amidst Anub'arak’s roar, like blood-red clouds, and that was tight. The ultimate chain was also broken by the brute force of the Crypt Lord at the moment the starlight projection appeared!

The violent vibration shook Old Fording far away. When he landed, his steps were staggered. After a few steps, he barely stopped. The last step even smashed the stones under his feet, but the old knight Without any hesitation, the wound in the abdomen was still dripping with blood, but it was time to desperately!

If the bayonet sees blood, either Anub'arak will die here or they will die here. There will never be a second ending!

Old Fording looked up, just after the blow, he swears, he saw Anub'arak's forelimbs knocked down the burst of starlight...but the next moment, the starlight did not look like the light arrow and It was smashed like a bone arrow, and the forelimbs of the Crypt Lord, as if they hadn't touched anything, flashed past the starlight projection.

Rogerio's arrow... absolutely abnormal!

"boom!"

In the center of the Crypt Lord's eyes, a cluster of starlight mixed with blood blossoms exploded, and the Crypt Lord's head was beaten up, first revealing the soft skin under the stubby neck.

The monster battle axe mixed with the scorching light, waved a dazzling light curtain in mid-air, brushed the crypt lord’s neck, like a giant golden blade, forcibly embedded in Anub'arak Throat.

Lor'themar also stretched out his hand on the broken scales and rolled forward. The moment he fell into the broken forehead carapace of the Crypt Lord, the heavy sword wrapped in black haze in his hand was completely submerged under his carapace. In the flesh and blood.

"boom"

Anurabak's body slammed outwards. This was the first time this mighty creature showed such an embarrassed posture since the start of the war.

The three opponents are exhausted. All they need to do is to stand up, and with a heavy blow, they may be able to end their lives, but unfortunately, he can't stand up anymore.

The brain is completely destroyed, and the soul that has lost its protection is being bitten and absorbed by the greedy Shadowmourne. Under this kind of injury, even the powerful Crypt Lord, his life has come to a true end.

He lay there, and the suspended throne in the chaos around him, like a king who fell into the broken throne, but even so, his eyes did not fall on his opponents, as if he was always disdainful of them.

In his slowly dimming vision, on the stone platform opposite the Hanging Throne, the only candles that were not destroyed in the war of Aztrilubu, the dark, unlit candles, seemed to be here. It was ignited for a moment.

In that warm, sacred light like the kingdom of God.

He seemed to have returned to everything from his childhood.

In the blurry image, Anub'arak seemed to see a small beetle wearing a purple jacket, crawling back and forth between the sacred candlelights. In his black and white eyes, he could still see Being ignorant and curious about the world, he carefully climbed up the sacred candlestick, looked around, then took a deep breath and blew out the candle.

In the slowly darkening world, Anub'arak, the fallen king, could still see a mischievous and non-impurity smile in the little beetle's eyes.

"Heh... the web of death... cough cough... the weight of fate..."

"Nerub... perished..."