in2ebook Chapter 146: The Dread Lord is Destroyed
Chapter 146: The Dread Lord is Destroyed
Tichondrius kept flashing in the woods, and Hellfire was constantly summoned, trying to buy himself time to leave here!
But as soon as the Hellfire appears, those blue mechas will do their best to kill it!
It can't help him at all!
But he couldn't stop. If he stopped, Maiev, who was secretly waiting for an opportunity, would take action!
Although I am not afraid of death, I really don’t want to feel that kind of pain again!
"Damn, why is this guy so strong?" Tichondrius was very anxious at this time.
Hundreds of people besieged him, and these shadows were immune to physical damage. It was simply insane!
To deal with these shadows, he could only use spell attacks. Relying on his positioning, he finally blew up dozens of them, but the energy in his body was almost exhausted!
The wounds on his body gradually increased, and the effect of the blood-sucking aura was weakening!
That feeling of powerlessness has begun to creep into my heart!
On the other side, the Dreadlord's troops have all been killed!
Suddenly, Tichondrius caught a glimpse of a night elf in the distance holding a dark red metal ball and doing something to Detherok's body!
The next second, his eyes widened, and the feeling of fear instantly came over him, filling his mind!
"This is impossible!"
"Haha... finally found out? This time we brought soul catchers. Do you think you can return to the world of Argus and continue to resurrect? Do you think you can still not be afraid of death? The myth of your Burning Legion's immortality is about to end, so, demon, accept your death!"
Maiev suddenly appeared behind him, and her cold words shocked Tichondrius.
In an instant, he turned around and waved his sharp claws to block Maiev's attack. At the same time, a swarm of rotten insects burst out of his body and bombarded Maiev.
The latter couldn't help but sniff his nose and said with disgust: "You stink! Devil!"
Maiev raised her arm and swung the crescent blade in her hand heavily. The powerful black blade light instantly slashed towards Tichondrius.
The latter was so frightened that he instantly condensed a fel flame in his body, and his body then transformed into the form of fel flame, and he withstood Maiev's attack.
boom!
Tichondrius was instantly cut by the sword light and flew backwards!
But before he could react, dozens of black shadows came one after another, and the black sword light surrounded him in an instant!
"what!……"
A scream rang out. With his energy almost exhausted, Tichondrius was no longer able to dodge the attacks of the vengeful gods.
The body was instantly chopped into pulp!
Seeing this, Maiev flashed to his body, took out a metal ball, and gently pressed the button on it.
A blue light suddenly burst out from it, covering the corpse.
Then an indescribable soul scream came from Tichondrius's body!
I saw a gray soul leaving his body, and Tichondrius was floating above his corpse with a look of fear on his face!
"You will pay the price! Your soul belongs only to the Shadow Realm!"
Maiev frowned slightly when she heard this.
"Shadow Realm? What kind of force is this? Isn't he a member of the Burning Legion?"
"I have to ask His Majesty the Divine Emperor when I get back. This Shadow Realm is probably not simple!"
Looking at the corpses all around her, Maiev nodded with satisfaction!
"Nasa, send out a notice that all the dreadlord troops of the Burning Legion have been killed by the Dark Night Empire. Hang their heads on the city walls of Suramar! To deter others!"
"Yes, Your Majesty the Prince!"
"I didn't expect that my strength at the peak of demigod could kill Tichondrius so easily. Am I too strong, or is the training method taught by His Majesty the Divine Emperor too powerful?"
……
The next day, the news that the Dark Night Empire had killed the Dreadlord and imprisoned his soul spread throughout the world of Azeroth!
All kingdoms were shocked by the strength and means of the Dark Night Empire!
Especially the Silvermoon Council of Quel'Thalas, everyone felt the terrifying background of the Dark Night Empire!
"Is the Burning Legion coming again?"
"Why are they always targeting Azeroth?"
"What is it about Azeroth that attracts these dreadlords?"
"If you don't commit suicide, you won't die. We in Quel'Thalas are safe and will not be targeted by the demons!"
Anasterian sat on the throne, calmly looking at the people quarreling below, as if he was used to it!
Among the councillors below, there was a high elf man with white hair and an old face. His eyes were like an eagle and his nose was high.
His name is Dalkandrasil, a member of the Silver Moon Council, and he holds enormous power!
He stood quietly among the crowd, also watching the quarreling people.
Looks so peaceful!
In fact, he was thinking about something in his heart!
A few days before the Dreadlord was slain, a man who claimed to be the Lich King found him through a mental link and promised him endless life and the power of a demigod!
The prerequisite is to be loyal to him.
The selfish Dal'Khan rejected the Lich King's proposal on the spot, and instead communicated with him very cautiously!
And got some information out!
The Lich King comes from Northrend and is the ruler of the realm of death.
As soon as Dalkan heard about the identity of this person in charge, he knew it was a bluff.
But he did acknowledge the immortal nature of the power of death!
Because he is also doing related research in his daily life.
Apart from his ugly face, to be honest, Dalkan was really attracted to me!
He is not a citizen of the Dark Night Empire and cannot possess the characteristics of immortality.
His life has come to an end, and with every passing year, his envy of the night elves' immortality grows greater!
He once wanted to break away from the high elves and become a part of the night elves.
But soon after he handed the trustee over to Queen Azshara, his friend only told him coldly that the Queen had passed on a message to him:
"If you want to become a night elf, you can, but you can only be a commoner!"
Hearing these words, it instantly hit Dalkan's sore spot, and the idea of joining the Dark Night Empire was extinguished from then on!
This rejection was not just a simple denial, but also a reminder that no matter how hard he tried, he was always a high elf, a traitor, and could not touch the core of the night elves.
This realization dealt a deep blow to his soul, and perhaps it was this frustration that inspired him to explore other forms of immortality, even if it meant he might embark on a more dangerous path.
After all, in Darkan's view, the lure of immortality is irresistible, even if it comes with the power of darkness and death.
"The Lich King!"
Dalkan's eyes flickered, and he finally made up his mind!
Anasterian looked at him with a hint of doubt in his eyes. Why was Dalkan, who usually jumped up and down, so silent today?