Dawn of Lordaeron

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However, anger was revealed in the golden giant's words, and the magnificent hall was constantly shaking under his anger.

The surrounding heroic warriors all kept silent, because they didn't know what to do to calm Odin's anger.

That's right, the mighty giant sitting high on the throne is the Guardian Odin, the master of the Hall of Valor, one of Azeroth's oldest and powerful beings, and he is the chief administrator appointed by the Titans.

It's just that now this guardian can only sit in the Hall of Valor, unable to interfere with mortal behavior.

He saw the invasion and destruction of the Burning Legion in his eyes, but he could not personally stand up to stop the atrocities of the Legion, because his wrong move tens of thousands of years ago caused the Hall of Valor and himself to be sealed in. In another layer of space in the sky of Stormheim.

Except for sending Valarjar as his own hand and eye, Odin couldn’t descend into the mortal world personally. Therefore, when he saw the Vrykul being bewitched by the legion to do things that humiliated their ancestors, Odin’s The anger caused the whole Hall of Valor to tremble.

He is not a kind god, he is the guardian of the creation of Titans. His power and authority can be worshipped and proclaimed by mortals as a myth only by revealing a corner.

In order to make up for those Titan creations that were contaminated by the curse of flesh and blood, Odin used his own power to build this magnificent hall under his feet, and brought the warriors who died bravely to the Hall of Valor, and let them enjoy wine and food together. His glory is sung as a great deed.

And now, there is a Vrykul clan in Stormheim, who has abandoned the oath left by the ancestors, and instead bowed to the Burning Legion, begging for stronger strength, and even wanted to challenge Odin's position.

How can this guardian not be angry?

But right now, he had no other way except to sulking in the Hall of Valor.Although he was able to send a small number of Valarjar warriors to the mortal world, he was only sending them to the Burning Legion to die.

Just when Odin was furious, his two ravens flew to his throne, and they seemed to whisper like talking in the ears of the proud manager, but Odin's anger ceased. Come down.

With a wave of his big hand, the only one left eye seemed to have passed through the sky of clouds, and fell directly on the ground, a clear image slowly condensing in front of him.

After seeing the disgusting fel-tainted face in the image, Odin felt nameless in his heart, "Skovald! This coward! See what he did?!"

After accepting the power of the fel energy, Skovald was not stupid enough to directly confront Odin. In order to enter the Hall of Valor and seize the shield of Aggramar in Odin’s hands, he chose to experience Odin’s trial. Practice.

This is Odin’s promise, and it is also the spirit of words that he cannot violate. As a guardian with the power of Titan, Odin is no different from a true god on Azeroth, but the promise he made with authority is also Can not be easily violated, and the face-saving Odin will not do things to fan his own face.

Therefore, he could only watch the fallen man who had gained the power of fel energy, constantly completing the trials he left, and getting the qualifications to enter the Hall of Valor.

And now, what he saw was that Skovald entered the Guardian’s crypt to complete the first trial-it was said that he completed the trial. In fact, he used fel energy to directly destroy the Guardian of the trial. .

When Odin watched Skovald furiously completing the first trial and swaggering out of the crypt, the metal faces were about to twist together.

However, Odin's anger did not last long. In the picture before his eyes, a figure much shorter than Skovald appeared. He was standing in front of Skovald, blocking his way. .

A human?

Odin was stunned. Although he was exiled outside the sky, it did not mean that he hadn't observed what happened in the mortal world. Of course he knew the human race.

However, compared to their ancestors, the Vrykul, although humans have no shortage of warrior-spirited brave men, most of them have sleek personalities that make Odin dislike this new race.

Therefore, there are almost no souls other than the Vrykul in the Hall of Valor, but the Battle of Broken Beach that happened not long ago made Odin discover that in addition to the Vrykul, there are many warriors with lofty beliefs in the world. In considering whether to include these people in Valarjar's team.

However, the human he saw gave him a very strange illusion, as if he saw a steel-like Teviku warrior, or... his own colleague?

As soon as this thought came up, Odin broke it up, because he knew that his colleagues in Ulduar were still dealing with a large number of mess left behind by Yogg-Saron’s death, and they didn’t have the energy at all. Time to deal with a role like Skovald.

Odin here is disturbed by his own confusion, while Skovald in the picture is looking down at the "small" humans in front of him very contemptuously, "Mortal, if you step away now, I will save your life. , Now I am not interested in playing games with you."

Skovald's power is not without cost, he must help the Burning Legion to obtain the shield of Aggramar as soon as possible, so that he can start his endless journey of conquest.

He didn't want to waste time on a human being. In his eyes, these weak creatures made him unable to even mention the desire to conquer.

It's just that the human in front of him didn't seem to listen to what he said. He just silently drew out a big sword flashing with holy light, and the crystal on the blade was buzzing gently.

When Skovald saw this sword, his contemptuous expression instantly disappeared, and replaced by an extremely solemn, "Ember Messenger?"

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Thinking of this, Skovald showed a bloodthirsty and delighted smile little by little. This sword and the knight holding it have caused a lot of trouble to the Burning Legion, and this guy has appeared in him now. In front of him, this is really a wonderful opportunity.

He knew that he wanted to improve his position in the Burning Legion and he needed more chips, and if he could get the head of the Ashbringer and the guy in front of him today, his position would be improved quickly, at least he didn’t need to listen. The command of the warlock who was defeated by the Ashbringer.

Skovald throws the head of the guardian in his hand on the ground at will. He has already asked what he wants, and the stone guardian has no value to him.

"Human, I will bring you a quick and sweet death." Skovald held the big sword burning with the blazing fel flame in his hand. The high-temperature fel flame just swept away and left it on the ground. Scorch marks.

Arthas, holding the Ashbringer, did not move, but stared at Skovald, as if waiting for something.

At this time, the low sound of the horn sounded from the mountains behind Skovald, and the Mimo clan who was searching for the treasures left by the Guardian in the guardian ruins emerged from the ruins, bringing Skovald and Al Sass surrounded.

"You defeated the orc warlock that I don't like very much, so I give you a chance to fight with me, how?"

Skovald took two steps forward, holding the big sword burning with evil flames, and exuding an extremely dangerous aura. Even the most fierce beast, staring at him, would run away with his tail clipped.

However, Arthas raised his head slightly, his hood slid down, his long golden hair was blown up by the breeze of Stormheim, his arms were raised little by little, and the light of the Ashbringer gradually increased.

On the one hand, Skovald felt the anger of being ignored, and on the other hand, he felt as if he was being pointed at all parts of his body by a thousand swords. The sharp death threat made the "God King" body involuntarily activated.

A long sword that was larger than Arthas’s whole body and slashed with terrifying power. This sword was much faster than Arthas’s movements. The blade that fell diagonally seemed to be able to smash Arthas without any surprise. Si split.

However, when the blade fell on Arthas, Skovald was instantly stunned. He felt that what he had struck was not the human body, but the steel pillar on the Hall of Valor.

The evil flame burned the cloak and clothing on Alsace's right shoulder easily, but neither the sharp blade nor the burning evil flame could leave a trace of Alsace's body.

Skovald's heart jumped sharply, and he immediately wanted to withdraw the great sword, but Arthas's other hand firmly held Skovald's weapon, and a battle began.

Alsace, who is much shorter than Skovald, should have no advantage, but the picture shown to everyone is Skovald as if he draws a weapon from the claws of a giant dragon, which makes people feel inexplicable. Weird.

Alsace, who was holding Skovald with one hand, held the Ashbringer high, seemingly casually swung a sword towards Skovald, Skovald immediately gave up on the big The sword's control, on the contrary, slammed forward, using the power of recoil to get out quickly.

At the same time, the blade of the Ashbringer also happened to fall, and the holy light outlined a perfect arc in the air, and the light stayed in the air until it burst suddenly, and the curved gold line burst out. Golden flames.

Skovald's left abdomen also exploded with golden light. He covered his abdomen with one hand. The flesh strengthened by the fel energy was madly contending with the light, and the pain of the continuous burning and recovery of the flesh made his complexion extremely hideous.

"Go on, kill this human!"

At this time, he also understood that it is no longer the time to pay attention to fair duels. The human being in front of him has a strength that completely surpasses himself, which makes him very jealous and resentful: he paid a huge price to join the Burning Legion. Acquired the power that I could not imagine before, but now this dream has been broken by a human!

Arthas squeezed his left hand forcefully, and his five fingers directly penetrated Skovald’s great sword. Those burning evil flames seemed to have no effect on him. He just carried the long sword upside down, and the mass of holy light surged. Out, constantly pouring into this fel weapon.

When the Vrykul of the Mimo clan approached Arthas with a weapon, the holy light and fel energy in the fel weapon reacted violently. This weapon could no longer withstand such a devastation. It looked like in Alsace’s hand. It burst like a bomb.

The flying metal fragments brought an indiscriminate rain of shrapnel to the surrounding Vrykul, and the metal fragments mixed with holy light and fel engulfed in huge kinetic energy, and easily penetrated the skin and muscles of the Vrykul. And the internal organs, and even some unlucky ghosts who were closer to Alsace, were hit by a few pieces of debris in the middle of the door, lying on their backs on the ground and constantly screaming.

This kind of encounter made the Vrykul's actions hesitate for a while. They stood on the spot looking at each other, holding weapons but did not dare to take a step forward.

The golden light of Arthas's left hand gradually disappeared. He moved his left arm down and held the hilt of the Ashbringer with both hands. After a brief period of calm, the scorching light broke out in an instant, and the Vrykul people involuntarily covered their eyes. The guy who was looking straight at Arthas was blinded.

Blindness and burns caused a large number of Vykul people into chaos. They pushed together, many of them fell to the ground, their companions stepped on mercilessly, and were even injured or stabbed by fallen weapons.

Skovald’s evil can save him from the blinding of the Holy Light. In this chaos, he also ignored his physical injuries, and immediately wanted to leave here, far away from Arthas, a strong and somewhat outrageous human, but Before he took his steps, a ruthless iron hand grabbed his cloak.

The king grabbed a hammer that fell on the ground and attacked Alsace’s front door. Arthas leaned forward and moved his center of gravity down. Taking advantage of the situation, his strengthened power made Skovald impossible. Resistance, easily thrown to the ground.

Then, what appeared in his field of vision was a great sword shining with holy light.

After that, there is no more. The picture that Odin can see ends here. After his power dissipated, he sat on his throne in a daze, and looked at the nothingness before him. .

"The great Odin?"

Until Valarjar’s call made the chief manager recover from the shock and saw Skovald’s defeat with his own eyes, his heart could not help but feel very comfortable, and then he was curious about the warrior holding the great sword of light. And appreciate.

"Amazing power, such a hero, I should invite him to the Hall of Valor as a guest." Odin looked at the Valarjar warrior on the side, "You guys, go find this warrior and invite him to my face. Come!"