Chapter 453 24. The Power of Life (Part 1) --- for Starsfalli
Chapter 453 24. Power of Life (Part 1) --- Add more for the starsfalling brothers [27]
"kuang"
The thick and sharp phoenix long sword collided fiercely with the golden halberd shining with icy light, sparks splashed, and the skilled phoenix guard was pushed back a few steps by the huge force of the shock. The boots stepped into a pool of viscous blood, and the guard subconsciously looked out of the corner of his eyes. Behind him was the corpse of a fallen companion.
The light in those eyes has not dissipated, but the breath of life has disappeared from him.
This scene slowed down the movements of the Phoenix Guard in the fierce battle, but the ghost sword guard opposite him did not stop attacking, and the sharp, Zandalari-style halberd screamed in the air. , after waving once, it roared and slashed towards the Phoenix Guard's neck.
"boom"
The golden magic flame exploded like a sharp blade made of magic. In the icy air full of blood, the two fighting parties were separated. The Phoenix guard who got a respite drew back his sword and took a hard breath. Twice, and finally merged with the rest of his companions.
"The blade cannot harm these ghosts! Mages, prepare your magic!"
The Sun King's new guard shouted, and under his command, the law-breakers in the front row raised their heavy shields to divide the entire battlefield of the inner hall, which was almost covered in blood, and those who started behind them The mages who chanted offensive magic were firmly protected.
The 1,000 golden sword guards gifted by Bwonsamdi are powerful, even against the most elite legion of Quel'Thalas, but these ghost-shaped sword guards have a very fatal flaw, their ghost bodies While giving them immunity to most physical damage, it makes their bodies easier to tear open by magic.
Although these ghosts will not really die, after being broken up, they will return to Tyrion's power in the state of soul power, but their recovery will take a long time.
This is why Tyrion only uses them as a "surprise soldier", especially when facing the extremely powerful Quel'Thalas Legion, 1,000 golden sword guards are not even as good as 1,000 death knights. At least death knights have strong resistance to magic and physical attacks.
The real usefulness of these ghost sword guards lies in large-scale battlefields. They have already proved their abilities in the Arathi Highlands, but now, even in the face of a magical offensive that may instantly bury a third of the sword guards, Tai Ryan didn't take back these sword guards either, because it was very simple, he needed time... In other words, he never thought of defeating these elite soldiers of Quel'Thalas head-on in a short time.
He has an even more terrifying trump card!
"You! What did you put in the sacred well?"
The battlefield between the angry and old Sun King Anasterian and the Dark Blade King is closer to the Sunwell, which shines with golden light, like a golden pillar of light penetrating the sky. The old king anxiously wants to rush to the innermost place. In the temple, observe the situation of the Sunwell at this time, and Tyrion, holding a sharp sword, is like a sculpture, firmly blocking the stairs leading to the bottom.
"boom"
The burning magic sword and the magic blade collided three times in a row. At the moment when the fighting figures of the two sides dispersed, the Sun King raised his left hand, and a huge lava fireball exuding extremely high temperature roared and smashed towards Tai. Ryan's body, but when it came into contact with the dark green light curtain on the surface of the Dark Blade King, the high-level flame ball, which was powerful enough to split mountains and rocks, disappeared in the air as calmly as a mud cow into the sea.
The surface of the anti-magic barrier shone with slight waves, blocking the sudden attack. Tyrion's ice-blue eyes flashed a hint of playfulness, and his left hand waved downward in the air, the buzzing magic blade whistling. Cutting the air in front of him, between the shattered stones covered with a red carpet under Tyrion's feet, the figure of the Dark Blade King, like a swift shadow, once again rushed towards the Sun King covered with defensive magic.
"You want to know? Beat me...I'll tell you!"
"kuang"
The two weapons collided again, and the apocalypse buzzed, but the red mana blade that was in contact with it was very silent. Facing the wanton and wild magic sword showing the power of darkness, the weapon in the hands of the Sun King was not afraid at all. , In the silence, in the wave of its master, one after another deadly flames staggered and grazed the body of the Dark Blade King.
The power of legendary weapons can only be resisted by equal weapons. Obviously, the strangely shaped flaming long sword in Anasterian's hand is also not ordinary.
"boom"
The sound of two weapons colliding, one green and one red, resounded throughout the gorgeous inner hall stairs. The energy released by the two when they fought rampaged in this narrow area, easily crushing the solid stones above the stairs. That kind of power spread to the feet, and a moment later, under Tyrion's deflected annihilating blow, the strongest stone pillar in the inner hall also collapsed with a harsh tearing sound.
The entire inner hall seemed to be about to collapse. It was crumbling due to the staggered collision of two powerful forces. The dome full of historical murals of the high elves also had appalling cracks. This building has a history of thousands of years and represents the The temple of the thriving civilization of the Althalas elves seems to collapse in the next moment.
"tear up"
Amidst the groaning of the crumbling boulders in the temple, the sound of a robe being torn could not attract the attention of the fighting warriors at all, but it represented that after nearly 7 minutes of fighting between the two sides, the balance of victory began to tilt towards Tyrion who came from afar up.
The Dark Blade King placed the moon-shaped blade horizontally in front of his body. On the sharp blade, a drop of bright red blood was slowly sliding down. In front of his eyes, the old Sun King tried hard to straighten his body, but before his eyes, On the right arm holding the sword, the sleeve of the gorgeous phoenix robe has been silently obliterated by the icy cold breath, and on his arm, there is also a hideous, slightly frozen wound.
"You should be thankful this is fighting on your turf."
When Tyrion turned his wrist, the drop of blood escaped from the blade, and under the influence of the power of Salayne, it floated beside Tyrion. He looked at the Sun King in front of him and said softly:
"The magic power of the Sunwell is protecting you. This powerful magic power makes the flames you smash out more ferocious, and the magic power of the body protection is thicker. If you change the battlefield...the battle between you and me may have ended 5 minutes ago."
"But you're old, Anasterian, the years have taken your conscience and your strength, and behold, you've grown weaker..."
Faced with this factual ridicule, the Sun King did not refute. He just looked at the red veil corroded by death energy behind Tyrion with a livid face. Behind the luxurious veil was a mellow The magical Sunwell, the golden liquid has been flowing here since the ancestor Dath'Remar brought his people here, and it has sheltered the high elves for thousands of years.
But now, the Sun King can feel that under the well water shrouded in golden mist-like magic power, there is another kind of power slowly waking up. A strange vitality.
"You! What did you put into our Sunwell?"
The old Sun King couldn't just sit back and watch this crisis. He took a step forward. At this moment, his old body seemed to have removed all restrictions, and the golden magic power visible to the naked eye began to gather towards Anasterian's body. Just like a water sac being filled with energy, his body is slowly suspended from the ground, his long pale hair is flying wildly in the air behind him, and the substantial golden flame is also in the air around his body ignite.
A hot breath like a crater began to rise in the inner hall, and after only a few seconds, even the air was distorted, making the light on the stairs strange.
"Answer me! Intruder!"
The magic long sword in the hands of the Sun King, whose eyes were shining with light golden flames, swung forward. The legendary weapon seemed to wake up under the infusion of a huge amount of magic power. Three dancing flaming balls appeared in the sun. After the king's death, it seemed that the old king had really entered the "battle state".
This kind of extreme power burst must not last long. Looking at the "exploding" Sun King in front of him, the corner of the Dark Blade King's mouth suddenly raised a dangerous smile, as if he had begun to be interested in the battle in front of him.
"I was very angry when I heard that my wife was hurt by the wicked, Anasterian, so I brought something from another world... It was a seed."
While speaking, the figure of the Dark Blade King suddenly disappeared in place, and the flames around the Sun King burst out at the same time. At the moment when the entire inner hall was ignited by the golden flames, the black shadow was like an ice-cold The sharp blade cut open the ring of flames in front of the Sun King without fear, and the explosion of death energy as cold as death drove the flames out of every inch of the air in a more domineering manner.
Between the extreme freezing and the earthquake, the road leading to the Sunwell was firmly blocked by layers of thick ice.
"That is a seed that can reshape the ecological environment of Quel'Thalas in an instant..."
Tyrion's figure hit the ground, and when the steps under his feet were broken, he raised his head and looked at the angry Sun King in the sky with a grin. The buzzing magic blade was switched to the other hand. Under his gaze, a strangely shaped long sword lingering in darkness appeared in Tyrion's empty hand.
Rather than calling it a sword, the sword might as well be called a rough-looking machete, but what is striking is that on the top of the thick blade, in that weird depression, a dark crystal polished into a round shape It is slowly floating there, as if it has its own life, and every time it swallows, it can make the dark breath wrapped around the knife stronger.
"Aside from that, I'm here for it... Shhh, it's a secret that shouldn't be revealed at this time."
Tyrion, who was holding two blades, twisted his neck. Amid the crisp sound of bones colliding, he was like a child sharing a secret, his eyes full of indifferent killing intent:
"It's not finished yet. To be precise, it's just a sword embryo, but my caster told me that if it can be infiltrated with more magic power at this stage, when it really takes shape, the dark power that will erupt , will completely subvert this continent for me..."
"I can only tell you, Sun King, that your country is doomed, but no one will know who destroyed it... Besides, it has a nice name..."
"swish"
The figure of Tyrion jumped into the air. Under him, the hall floor made of solid stones was completely torn apart by the extreme force collision. The speed of the Dark Blade King was extremely fast, as if blasting from the ground. The shells fired, the Sun King's wrist flipped, and more than a dozen scorching blazing light blades slammed into the attacker fiercely. During the beating of the fingers of his other hand, one terrifying flame magic was released one after another. The stair passage where two people collide for a moment is like a fiery hell.
But the curtain of hell could not stop the darkness rushing out of the abyss. Between the bone-chilling ice storm, Tyrion appeared in front of Anasterian, his body was ignited with several flames. The scorching golden flames, even the solid armor surface, began to melt, but there was no pain on his face, only a touch of pleasure in fighting, and a touch of madness to release his emotions.
"I call it...Ashbringer..."
"click"
The three weapons collided together at this moment, and at the same time as the two figures retreated in the explosion of flames and ice, a sound of a stone being broken, like a plant tearing open the ground, appeared in the ears of the two.
Tyrion turned his head, and outside the crystal-clear ice, he saw...the strange golden runes spreading out from the golden magic well, this moment is creepy. ..green branches.
"Oh, look, the seed I planted... sprouted!"