MTL - War Hymn of Warcraft [WOW]-Chapter 92 fall one after another

"No - Reginald!" Tailan Fording yelled shrilly, his voice hoarse.

"Damn it, this crazy dragon, I really want to kill him with one blow!" Gritting his teeth, Zhan Zhixing inserted the giant sword that Valaneer transformed into Deathwing's exposed back into Deathwing. Deathwing screamed in pain, but Zhan Zhixing remained indifferent.

Alsace quickly pulled him away, and pulled out the giant sword made of holy light. He turned his head, and his voice was full of anxiety: "You are crazy, if you kill him with your own power, the elemental armor will definitely burst! Don't worry, we just need to hurry, there are still parts left in the marshal's body Destroy Deathwing before I can resurrect him as an undead!"

Zhan Zhixing stomped his feet, didn't speak, just gritted his teeth and snatched Valaner from Arthas's hand, and severed off Deathwing's tentacles one by one. It didn't take long for the elemental armor on Deathwing's back to be removed by everyone.

"Enough, let's get out of his back!" Jaina yelled, and opened a portal leading to the maelstrom. The side of the portal was where Thrall and the others were. Zhan Zhixing and others swarmed in, but what they saw was not Thrall who was about to shoot—

——It was blood and gunpowder smoke all over the ground, and the fluctuations of arcane arts were still constantly reverberating here. Cirvanas, who was guarding Thrall, lay limply on the ground, as if he had been seriously injured; while Sazel knelt on the ground dumbfounded, and the other four guardian dragons were not much better, and stood apart, Watching Deathwing approaching in the distance.

"What happened here?!" Zhan Zhixing suppressed his anger towards Deathwing, and walked towards Thrall. Standing next to Thrall, Zhan Zhixing also knew what happened—

In front of Thrall, golden fragments were scattered in a disorderly manner. If put together, it should be exactly a disc.

Dragon Soul, shattered!

"We're... finished..." Nozdormu said blankly. He looked at the sky helplessly. With the power of the bronze dragon, it was already the limit to stop the flow of a timeline and bring the dragon soul to the present. They There is no longer any power to call in a second dragon soul. Besides, Deathwing's cunning character, after returning to the ground this time, maybe he won't show up again, but secretly brewing the catastrophe. Deathwing who doesn't destroy everywhere on the continent is actually the scariest.

The other people who followed closely also stayed where they were when they saw this scene. Dragon Soul represents the hope of Azeroth, and now...

This hope was dashed!

"Sirvanas!" Kael'thas hurriedly ran to Cirvanas and helped her up.

Cirvanas was seriously injured, even in the body of a banshee, she was still vomiting blood from her mouth. She raised her head and looked at Kael'thas with love in her eyes:

"Kael'thas... I, I can't go on with you anymore. I didn't expect that we will be separated again after only a few months of reunion... I'm sorry..."

Before he finished speaking, Cirvanas turned into specks of starlight and dissipated into the air.

"No! Sylvanas! Sylvanas, you must be there, you must be incorporeal, aren't you! Sylvanas, come out!" Kael'thas yelled frantically, but The surrounding energy didn't show even the slightest sign of life. Behind him, Arthas walked forward silently: "As a banshee, Cirvanas will turn into pure energy just like a banshee when she dies. I can feel that her energy field has-"

"No! Damn it, who is it! Who did all of this!" Kael'thas ran to Thrall angrily, tugging at his linen robe with his white fingers. Thrall fell into a long silence and self-blame, Alexstrasza was a little discouraged, turned his back and answered him:

"It's the ancient god, that Naga Vashj is a **** laid by the ancient god. N'Zoth even came here in person just to smash the dragon soul. Sylvanas blocked the fatal blow for Thrall , but did not expect that the powerful energy of N'Zoth even penetrated her and directly hit the dragon soul. We have already lost..."

"Actually, we would have lost without Vaschi. The power N'Zoth has accumulated over the years is too strong. We didn't care when he was involved in the maelstrom. We thought he was dead, but we didn't expect him to secretly..." Ma Ligos's voice was a little low, the world is over, and their group of Guardian Dragons, who are known as the guardians of the world, have failed the great trust of the Titans.

Zhan Zhixing was silent for a long time before he said awkwardly: "If I freeze this piece of time and space temporarily, can I get back another dragon soul?"

Nozdormu shook his head and said in frustration: "Impossible. The time we took the dragon soul was when it was just created and had not been polluted by the ancient gods. The time of that moment has been nailed by us." Die, the soul of the dragon here is shattered, and our bronze dragon over there can't even spare a manpower, so we have to stay there forever to fix the timeline."

"Azeroth...it's over..."

Deathwing's wings were mixed with flames, slowly approaching in the distance, and at the same time, only silence gathered around everyone. Azeroth is over, and Deathwing will definitely take the opportunity to launch the hour of twilight when he returns this time, pulling the world into the end of time. There will be no continuation of time in Azeroth from now on. Perhaps Zhan Zhixing and Nozdormu can escape from this circle and return to another point to start again, but the timeline recognized by the power of the world is only this one As "true", if this fate is established, then other timelines will eventually lead to this moment.

Whether Nozdormu wants to or not, it is his mission to guard the purity of the timeline. If the time of the world really reaches that point, the bronze dragon is still destined to become an eternal dragon, trying to pull all the timelines to the end of time.

Suddenly, from the dark clouds above the maelstrom, a ray of bright moonlight shone down—

"No, heroes, there is still hope!"

Elune's voice echoed in everyone's ears again. This was her second contact with the Aspect Dragon and the twelve heroes involved in the End of Time, and everything seemed familiar:

"Nozdormu, do you still remember that when you wanted to drag the dragon soul into this time, there was already a recognized dragon soul on this timeline?"

"That's right, but before I set off for the end of time, I carefully searched all the items on the continent of Azeroth, but I didn't find the breath of the dragon soul!" Nozdormu's eyes lit up, since Elune said so, that proves that she should know the whereabouts of the other dragon soul.

Elune didn't answer, but just extended the time under the moonlight to infinity. The oppressive atmosphere continued to surround everyone, and after a long time, Zhan Zhixing smiled in despair: "Yes, Nozdormu, you haven't seen the Dragon Soul before you set off to the end of time, but it doesn't mean After returning from the end of time, it is still not in this world."

"Zhan Zhixing, what do you mean..." Nozdormu excitedly rushed to Zhan Zhixing's side, but Zhan Zhixing's performance made him a little uneasy—at this moment Zhan Zhixing was silent, his teeth clenched on his lower lip , as if struggling with something.

He broke free from Nozdormu's embrace, and looked up at the direction where Elune's moonlight was falling: "You designed it, Elune. You're sure I will use the dragon soul at this moment, That's why..."

"No, Zhan Zhixing, I didn't expect this ending." Elune's voice was ethereal, like a **** in the nine heavens, "but you will definitely do it, won't you? After all, the Garrosh you know now , it’s just Garrosh on this timeline. Besides, with Savras, you will end up sleeping for thousands of years at most.”

"Hmph, in fact, you can just say that you don't want to see a person with extremely destructive power like me appearing on the nearest time web, right? If Gal can't escape the established fate, the world I will destroy will be ten thousand years later." Now, how much faith will you gain in Azeroth in these ten thousand years? Besides, I must have died once, and the power of the guardian dragon is destined to be lost, right?" Zhan Zhixing sneered at Elune , but did not deny her words. Elune also remained silent, didn't say anything, it was acquiescence.

Zhan Zhixing looked back at the people around him—Garrosh who hesitated to speak, Jaina who stood beside Arthas, Illidan who was silent... He turned his head and took a deep breath. When he turned back again, his eyes were full of made a decision.

Walking to Garrosh's side, Zhan Zhixing looked at his red-brown eyes. There was an undisguised worry in Garrosh's eyes, he was about to say something, but Zhan Zhixing blocked his words with his mouth.

This time the kiss was extremely intense, Zhan Zhixing wanted to keep the last trace of Garrosh's breath in his memory, until the faint smell of iron appeared in the mouth of the two, Zhan Zhixing let go, lowered his head and did not dare to look Garrosh's face.

"Promise me, Garrosh, be a good warchief and don't start a war."

Zhan Zhixing turned around, wanting to go to the maelstrom. However, Garrosh seemed to sense something, and grabbed his hand—

"No, Zhan Zhixing, our lives will soon be on the right track. After solving the threat of Deathwing, the two of us will be able to stay together forever. Both Locke and Gaia'an's grandmother were taken to Orgrimmar by me. , take care of Deathwing, we can... just..."

At the end, Garrosh's voice was a little choked. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

Zhan Zhixing turned his head and smiled bitterly, shook his head helplessly, and shook off Garrosh's hand forcefully.

"You also said, Garrosh, after killing Deathwing..." Zhan Zhi Xingshi put his **** together and tapped on his temple. A loud dragon chant accompanied by golden light resounded in everyone's ears, and Zhan Zhixing's decisive voice sounded at the same time.

"As you said, Elune, even if I can escape this reincarnation, I will not escape!"

"The heart of the guardian dragon, the soul of the guardian dragon, I used them as the soul of the dragon when I was still in the first life. But in fact, the real soul of the dragon needs a life, a 'spirit' ’—for example, me as their master.”

In the golden light, Zhan Zhixing gently floated into the air. A large golden dragon and a smaller golden dragon surrounded him. Zhan Zhixing's body has five colors of dragon power—life, earth, dream, time, and arcane.

"When I fell in the past, these two mounts and pets that together could exist as mythical items also reappeared in my space. Since Deathwing's cataclysm cannot be stopped except for the soul of the dragon, Then let me be that shattered dragon soul..."

The outlines of Zhan Zhixing and the two giant dragons around him gradually disappeared in the golden light, and everyone present could feel that Zhan Zhixing drove the two giant dragons with his own strength, life, and soul. Fragment of the Dragon Soul.

The flow of time has resumed at some point, and in the distance, Deathwing mixed with shadows strikes.

"Goodbye, Garrosh. If you can survive that disaster, wait for me ten thousand years. After ten thousand years, let's meet again!"

Zhan Zhixing's voice echoed in everyone's ears, and he turned into a ball of light and crashed towards Deathwing. Following the armor on Deathwing's back, this time the Dragon Soul easily pierced through his chest.

The huge force made Deathwing only have time to let out a scream, and the source plasm armor fell from him one after another, including the three pieces of armor that had been stripped off before, and flew into the depths of the maelstrom together. At the same time, there was Deathwing's evil body—

In front of Zhan Zhixing's powerful demigod force field, the power of the dragon soul happened to be stuck on the verge of defeating the source plasm armor. That formidable power plus the dragon soul's restraint bonus to dragon creatures instantly pulled Deathwing into death.

"Do not!…"

On the maelstrom, the screams of Hellscream echoed.

Enduring…

The author has something to say: So far, all the bureaus about Zhan Zhixing have been laid out.

I set this up for him when he first summoned his mount. He is destined to use himself to drive the dragon soul, destroy Deathwing, and protect the world.

Of course, this is not the end, there are still many things waiting for us.