MTL - War Hymn of Warcraft [WOW]-Chapter 23 Shadow of Oshu'gun

Under the violet dome is a circular platform. The upper half of the platform is hemispherical, with holy light pouring down slowly from it. It is estimated that this place should be a console or something before the spaceship has an accident. A few figures in cloaks surrounded the table in twos and threes, not knowing what they were doing.

However, what Zhan Zhixing exclaimed was not these, but a group of orc ancestor spirits were bound by the tentacles created by the shadows on the top of the stage, struggling in pain, and the source of those shadows was the figure in the cloak beside the stage.

"It's another member of the Kilsolo Cult, **** it." When Zhan Zhixing saw this group of figures in cloaks, he became very angry. He was chased and killed a while ago, but it was all defeated by them. It's fine if you really can't fight them because Zhan Zhixing is not strong enough, but this group of wretched guys just stared at the unconscious Garrosh. Since he exploded in the past, Zhan Zhixing had to use himself to resist their attacks, and was hunted down by them all the way until Garrosh woke up.

again? So, Zhan Zhixing has also encountered this group of Kilsoro believers before? Garrosh remained calm, and silently wrote something down in his little notebook.

Because Zhan Zhixing and Garrosh were not prepared to hide their figures at all, as soon as the two arrived at the door, the group of Kilsoro cultists inside found the two who broke in. But this time, the Kilsolo Cultists were not so lucky. Although Zhan Zhixing could not use the Holy Light to conceal his identity, he could only display the half-heroic strength of a shaman, but don’t forget that there are still With Garrosh's real heroic combat power, the two of them easily dealt with this group of brainwashed Kil'Solo Cultists.

As the Kilsoro Cultists who cast the spell died one after another, the shadowy tentacles that bound the orc ancestor spirits also dissipated one after another, and the dying ancestor spirits that were tortured finally fell from the dome. The ancestor spirits who followed Garrosh and Zhan Zhixing hurried up to meet them, recovering these tormented ancestor spirits.

"Thank you for your help, young warrior and shaman." After slightly stabilizing his unstable soul due to long-term torture, an ancestor spirit who had just been rescued stepped forward and said to Zhan Zhixing.

"You're welcome, this is what us juniors should do." Zhan Zhixing waved his hand and answered directly. Although the words were about himself and Garrosh, Zhan Zhixing knew that the words were only for himself—if he wanted to say them to Garrosh, he must be able to hear them first, "By the way, this ancestor, Are the shadows that trap you only these Kilsoro Cultists?"

"No, it's not just them," the spirit of the ancestors shook his head, with some panic in his voice, "it's a terrifying demon, and her subordinates call her Vazhir the Conqueror, a grand master of high demons. Chief."

Speaking of this, the spirit of the ancestors couldn't help persuading Zhan Zhixing: "You should go back, it is enough to end our endless pain. The darkness inside is not enough for you two young people to step into the resistance of."

Zhan Zhixing turned back to convey the meaning of the spirit of the ancestors to Garrosh, Garrosh shook his head, and said to him with a serious face: "We have defeated Vazshir's minions before, I believe she can't do it herself." Bring us fear. Nothing can stop us from saving the holy mountain. Believe in the strength of your descendants, ancestors."

But what Garrosh didn't know was that although there were many ancestor spirits here, none of them were in front of him, which meant that his serious face was in vain. Zhan Zhixing raised his forehead, although he knew that Garrosh couldn't see the figure of the ancestor spirit, but this kind of serious face facing the air really makes people... can't bear to look directly.

Looking at Zhan Zhixing's constipated expression, Garrosh also knew that he might have committed some stupidity, his face blushed obviously, and he hurriedly interrupted: "Anyway, let's go over there first to see the situation before we talk about it, so it's decided gone."

As soon as he finished speaking, Garrosh walked deeper into Oshu'gun without looking back. Zhan Zhixing hurriedly followed, wondering why Garrosh was so strange recently. (Garrosh: #恋爱中的男人你不知道#)

Oshu'gun has been occupied by demons recently, and the lighting in the corridor has also changed from the holy light of the spaceship itself and the bonfire brought by the orcs to the fel torches commonly used by demons now. Under the light of the light green torch, the corridor looked a little eerie.

Although in this terrifying atmosphere, Zhan Zhixing didn't have the time to be afraid—the two had killed more than ten demons along the way, and they were all half-heroic or pseudo-heroic in strength, and only half-heroic on the surface. It would be nice for Zhan Zhixing to have time to catch his breath. Even at the intersection just now, both of them encountered a hero-level demon. If Zhan Zhixing hadn't reacted quickly and used black magic to silence him first, the two of them might have been exposed by now.

"Turning another corner ahead is the residence of that person. The high-ranking demon lord should be here without accident." Someone in the group of ancestor spirits who joined later reminded Zhan Zhixing, and Zhan Zhixing grabbed him. Garrosh closed his eyes and communicated with the spirit of life, exploring the demons hidden inside.

"Probably there is a professional. Judging from the energy fluctuations, it is the same as the Kilsolo cultist we met just now. It should be assisting in casting spells." After a while, Zhan Zhixing opened his eyes and pointed at Garru Shi explained the situation inside, "There are two existences that I can't find with my strength, one of them exudes the power of light, and it should be the one that the ancestors said to help them; the other is disgusting to the spirit of life, it should be It's the big devil leader."

Garrosh chuckled, and his voice was a little cold: "It seems that this big demon leader is very confident in his own strength, and there is no demon around him. In this way, I will communicate with this big demon leader, and you use the fastest speed to deal with the group of Kilsolo Cultists, and then come to support me."

Although Zhan Zhixing Shaman's combat power is half-heroic, it is still a bit difficult to deal with seven or eight Kilsoro Cultists at the same time. But Zhan Zhixing also knew that what Garrosh left for him was already a relatively easy task. Even though that demon is at the same hero level as Garrosh, the difference in strength between the hero level is uncertain. A powerful hero level can even instantly kill opponents who have just entered the hero level.

Taking action first, simply assigning the task, Garrosh jumped out of the corner, charging directly at the figure with the most violent energy fluctuations. Zhan Zhixing followed closely behind, and various totem poles were planted on the ground as if they didn't need money, blasting away the Kil'solo Cultists who intended to approach Garrosh's battlefield.

"You gang of lowly creatures dare to disturb the conqueror Vazhir, it is simply unforgivable!"

Singing Chain Lightning, Zhan Zhixing only had time to look at this demon, wearing a tight leather jacket, with six snow-white arms outside, and purple skin—unexpectedly, this so-called conqueror of Vazhir was actually the former A kin to the demon that left Garrosh mortally wounded and unconscious. Different from the previous destroyer who only knew the three-segment smile of "oh hehehe", the energy fluctuations from her are stronger and more evil.

He glanced at Garrosh with some concern. After all, draining life was the signature skill of the Destroyer. He stopped kneeling on his knees. There was no way for him to protect his safety in front of such a powerful demon.

"Don't worry, there is no gap in my vitality now, and she can't absorb my vitality." Even in the fight against this powerful demon, Garrosh did not forget to take care of the battlefield on Zhan Zhixing's side, noticing that Zhan Zhixing Worried, Garrosh hurriedly dodged the scimitar from Vazshir, and shouted at Zhan Zhixing.

Now that he knew that there was nothing wrong with Garrosh, Zhan Zhixing looked at the enemy in front of him with confidence. After all, his attainments in shaman spells are only half-heroic, and it is still a bit difficult to deal with these seven or eight Kilsoro followers. The chain of lightning continuously poured out from Zhan Zhixing's hands, mixed with the flames carried by the legendary weapon Savras, and ruthlessly bombarded these Kilsoro believers. However, this group of Kilsoro believers rushed towards Zhan Zhixing crazily as if they were not afraid of death. Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhan Zhixing quickly inserted another electric shock totem pole in front of him, knocking out the Kilsoro Cultist who rushed forward, and took a few steps back to continue chanting Chain Lightning.

Garrosh, who was distracted by Zhan Zhixing's battlefield, just breathed a sigh of relief, and a leather whip lashed him hard, instantly reducing his strength a little. Garrosh rushed to the last Kil'solo Cultist who fell behind, beheaded him, and fled from Vazshir's side.

The dark power on the leather whip on Vazhir's right arm has not yet dissipated, and it is clearly a vicious curse that only takes effect when touched. Seeing that Garrosh beheaded a Kil'soro cultist, Vazhir was unmoved: "Huh, stupid mortal, just killed me as a sacrificial person, fighting the great Vazhir Dare to be distracted. How about it, the feeling of weakness and curse is not good."

Garrosh didn't seem to hear Vazhir's taunt, roared, and rushed back to Vazhir's side again. Both hands rotated around her waist, and the two two-handed axes slashed towards Vazhir with the sound of the wind. Vazhir screamed, and a dark green protective film instantly opened around her, blocking Garrosh's attack. Whirlwind.

"Hmph, your armor is meaningless, and your faith is worthless!" Vazthir teleported out of Garrosh's side in a flash, his purple skin suddenly turned red, and his originally dark green eyes instantly turned red. Exuding a blood-red light, "Feel the wrath from Kil'jaeden, stupid mortals, this is the power Kil'jaeden gave me!"

"No, she's trying to summon Kil'jaeden's body power, stop her, Garrosh." Finally, he knocked the last Kil'Solo Cultist to death with Sulfuras, and as soon as Zhan Zhixing raised his head, he died. Saw a thrilling scene.

Garrosh gritted his teeth, and charged towards Vazhir again, but the originally sharp two-handed ax seemed to have met its nemesis. No matter what, he couldn't break through the green protective film released by Vazhir before, Garrosh was annoyed She stomped her feet, complaining that she shouldn't have given her the chance to release the protective film: "Damn it, my weapon can't kill it!"

"Hahaha, tremble under the wrath of Vazhir the Conqueror and Kil'jaeden, mortals." Seeing that the opponent who hurt him just now is now powerless, Vazhir felt distressed at the fact that he had absorbed Keuren so much. All the strength for a long time was used on this protective film, and at the same time, I was glad that if I hadn't reacted quickly, I am afraid I would not have escaped the fate of being cut in half.

Zhan Zhixing tried to urge Savras with the holy light, and slammed into Vazhir's shield fiercely. But maybe because Savras is a blunt weapon, he still couldn't break through the dark green protective film.

"I can't care about so much anymore," Zhan Zhixing gritted his teeth. If this demon can't be dealt with, he will die. "Let's unleash the power of your legendary weapon, Shadowmourne, and serve Garrosh."

As soon as Zhan Zhixing's words fell, Garrosh felt an instant icy sensation on the ax in his right hand, and the ax that Zhan Zhixing lent him temporarily shone with icy blue light, as if responding At the call of Zhan Zhixing.

"Follow your orders, my master. Now, I serve Chief Garrosh." A cold voice with mixed sound came from the axe, and Garrosh looked at Zhan Zhixing with some surprise.

"What are you waiting for, Shadowmourne is also a legendary weapon, quickly use it to break the green turtle shell of Vazhir." Zhan Zhixing turned his head to avoid Garrosh's eyes looking at him. It is estimated that after this time, the two should part ways, Zhan Zhixing thought silently, and suddenly felt a bit bitter in his mouth.

"It still doesn't work, her shield is too strong." Garrosh's angry shout pulled back Zhan Zhixing's interrupted thinking, Zhan Zhixing turned his head and saw Garrosh was holding Shadowmourne in both hands, He tried his best to hack at the green protective film of Vazhill, but just like Zhan Zhixing tried to bombard with Savras just now, Shadowmourne was just stuck on the innermost side of the protective film, and he was only a short distance away. Break open the turtle's shell and destroy Vazshir.

"Haha, stupid mortals, your efforts are worthless." Wazhir, who was frightened by the two legendary weapons, finally had time to continue mocking the two who failed again, pinching his waist and laughing, "immediately , thirty seconds more, and you will feel the wrath of Kil'jaeden."

"Damn it, it's not over yet, you **** destroyer." Seeing Garrosh deflated, Zhan Zhixing quickly turned his head and shouted at the orc ancestors who followed them in, "Ancestral spirits, Shadowmourne can absorb Soul shards to increase your own strength. Please divide some soul shards without affecting the body, and shoot them at the weapon in Garrosh's hand."

"Happy to serve you, my juniors."

Hearing the words, the ancestor spirits stretched out their arms one after another, divided their soul fragments as much as possible, and shot them at Shadowmourn. Countless souls were seen floating around, mixed with the anger tortured by Vazshir, pouring into Garrosh's body. Garrosh felt a tyrannical force coming from the weapon in an instant, and with a shout, he finally pierced the last bit of the protective film.

Shadowmourne carried the fury of the orc ancestors and instantly cut Vazhir in half. Vazhir screamed, and his lower body instantly fell to the ground.

"It's useless, mortal, unless you terminate my soul, the summoning ceremony will definitely succeed." Vazhir's voice was full of resentment, and he looked at the instigator of all this, Zhan Zhixing, "Even if I will die eventually , you will also be buried with him. Just use your vitality to make a blood sacrifice for my lord Kil'jaeden..."

Suddenly, countless dark green psionic energy shot out from Vazhir's half-cut lower body, rushing towards Zhan Zhixing who was standing aside. Garrosh roared angrily, and wanted to block these psionic tentacles for Zhan Zhixing, but found that more psionic tentacles stretched towards him, surrounding him into a cocoon.

It is life absorption! Garrosh couldn't help but wailed, he hadn't been sacrificed to open the life force tunnel, and life draining wouldn't have much effect on him. But under Vazshir's dying counterattack, even his own vitality fluctuated faintly. Zhan Zhixing is only a half-hero, how could he be able to withstand such a powerful life absorber!

"Go to hell, you tentacle monster!"

In an instant, a ray of light suddenly shot out from the figure wrapped in psionic tentacles, and hit Vazhir, who was only half of his body left. Vazhir only felt his soul pause for a moment, and the summoning ceremony was terminated in an instant.

"No, how is it possible..." Wazhir clasped her head in her hands and howled in despair. Unfortunately, this time was her end. Without the support of the summoning ceremony, Wazhir, who was only half of her body, was instantly wiped out.

The psionic tentacles that tightly surrounded Garrosh suddenly dissipated, and Garrosh hurriedly looked in the direction of Zhan Zhixing, but the scene in front of him made Garrosh mutter to himself:

"So... it's really you..."