Azeroth: The Path of the Holy Light
Chapter 407

The power of the dead · The first retreat

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In this way, strength and speed actually determine the destructive power you possess.

When strength and speed are superimposed to the extreme, your destructive power will also rise to the extreme.

Dick is very fast, almost jumping like Lightning, but his strength is insufficient, and there is no way to blame him. As Humanoid, strength is not his strong point, let alone a guy like Garm who relies on physical fitness and natural strength to make a living. However, MAX's Holy Power and near-extreme speed are enough for him to burst out with super damage.

After that flash of silver Lightning, Garm's huge body shook a few times, and then hit the ground, like a toppled mountain. The ground shook for the last time, causing dirty dust and blood to rise. Several cracks appeared on the ground due to the impact of the weight.

However, no shadow of Dick could be seen until a few seconds later, a dazzling Cross-shaped Star exploded in Garm's body, tearing out a wound in the strong but scarred skin. There were traces of burns around the wound, and Dick, covered in blood, walked out of it. Behind him, the five hearts that were taller than an adult were cut into four pieces at the same time.

No matter how powerful Life Force is, it cannot survive this kind of injury unless it does not need a heart to supply energy, but this is impossible unless the shackles of Flesh Creature have been completely removed and Ascension has entered another biological level.

Garm still has a long way to go... Its evolution itself has the flavor of counterproductive. Shadowlands has made this evil beast famous, but it has also ruined its future.

Paladin waved his left hand back, and golden flames spilled out from his fingers, then rose up and burned behind him, as if to burn away all darkness and sin.

Dick's body seemed to stagger a little against the flames. The beating silver Lightning had disappeared from around his body, and his right hand also had an abnormal twist and violent tremor. Shake, even though the last blow killed Garm, the moment it rushed into Garm's body from the sky at such extreme speed, the instantaneous impact almost destroyed his right hand.

Heroic's body strength cannot withstand such a terrible impact.

For the first time, the 6 Wings of Light derived from Avenging Wrath did not burst into pieces because time ran out. This also declared the fact that despite having the MAX Holy Power, if Stamina is not sufficient, there will still be no It is impossible to achieve perfect control, just like water Dragon Head. Even if endless Sea are connected, the size of water Dragon Head determines how many Holy Power Dick can be sprayed at one time.

Now it seems that when facing a creature like Garm, the usage rate of Dick's Holy Power is still a bit low. In fact, if it weren't for Garm being disrupted by Dick's first attack, there would be no choice. Choose passive defense, but take the initiative to attack, and use its huge body and almost full-screen attack magic breath to fight Dick in a positional battle, Garm will not necessarily lose, and relying on its ridiculously strong Life Force, it will definitely last until Shadowlands returns.

Instead of being fleeing in a panic, Dick seized the opportunity and killed him with one blow. In fact, except for the initial blow and the second severed head at the end, the other injuries caused by Dick to Garm were almost healed when Garm turned around and ran away, but they just looked scary.

In other words, this deformed and powerful beast did not lose to Combat Strength, but to Xinzhi and Wisdom.

Paladin took a deep breath, and while breathing quickly, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed the entrance of Shadowlands that was shrinking in front of him. That energy should have been untouchable, but Dick grabbed it, and with the jumping of Order, Holy Light and Lightning, Dick's left hand pulled hard.

"Bang"

There was a soft sound, and a black depression that remained permanently in place appeared. It was still trying to shrink, but while it lasted, it was enough for Dick to travel back and forth between the two worlds.

His body took a step forward, and his whole body seemed to be involved in Black Storm, like a leaf, spinning constantly, making him dizzy. Until the moment when his mind went blank, Dick's eyes lit up, or it went dark, and he saw himself appearing in a strange place.

The kingdom of Shadowlands, Necromancer is a place that only souls can reach.

He stood in waist-deep sewage. The water was cold, lonely, and suffocating.

But Paladin's first reaction was to raise his head and look at the sky in the distance. It shouldn't be called the sky. It was a sky shrouded in endless green and black. However, it was not pure black, or that kind of thick black, but white light mixed with black clouds, but the white light was also unreal.

In this mixed light of white, black and Dark Green, the sky looks more and more Despair, and if you look at it for a long time, it seems that all the sight will be sucked into it, just like... like the waves of the deep sea, just like the vision of Dick holding Ragnaros and Flame Core falling into the deep sea, and looking up at the sky from the deep sea.

The light was distorted, and wherever he saw it, there was a Mists Chaos, just like a real Ocean filled with death, and he was just thrown into the bottom of the sea and left to rot as a dead body. This was a hopeless place.

Despair is like a visible shadow, crying beside Dick, trying to really pull it into the pale and quiet Hell.

This senseless feeling made Dick even couldn't help but take a step back. The water rippled, and then a muffled sound came from the bottom of the water behind him.

Paladin turned around, his sight passed through the water, and he saw the broken bones at his feet, Ashen-colored bones that had been soaked here for an unknown period of time. Looking at the gloomy black eye sockets of the bones, Dick's expression remained unchanged, and he put his feet He retracted it and silently held the hilt of Windfury. Under the breath of Celestial power behind him, the skeleton slowly changed and deformed, and finally turned into a strange monster twisting strangely in the water, with twisted tentacles, a soft purple body, and wrapped in horn.

The disgusting compound eyes are full of hazy, cruel, and crazy light. At this time, the rotten flowers that can only be born in the most dangerous places are the accumulation of the world's malice, full of ridicule for Creators.

Even Dick feels that this thing is not much better than those disgusting Creation of Old Gods, but what makes people feel ironic is that this kind of creature actually came from the hands of the former Titan-forged.

That is an octopus, or squid, Nightmare Squid, which only exists in Shadowlands, or in sea areas seriously infected by death energy.

"Poof"

With a gleam of light, Windfury drew a shining trajectory in the air, and accurately cut the Nightmare Squid from the top of his head. Dark Green's blood rippled in the sewage, and ripples began to appear on the water in the distance. Dick knew that he had to go. Although he was not afraid of those predators, he had no time to waste here.

Shadowlands has his own special set of Rules, which is completely different from other Demiplane in the world, including the Rules in the main world. As soon as he enters here, Dick feels that the whole world seems to be overwhelming. On his body, Holy Light Blade, which could have filled the entire Windfury with just a thought, was now compressed to less than one-tenth, and it required Dick to invest a huge amount of Holy Power to maintain it.

This place is simply like a confinement tailor-made for him Hell.

No... it's not just him, there are others. Otherwise, even if Odyn cannot Operation, relying on the Spirit Legion under his command, the Great Door of the Shadow Realm will have been broken into pieces, and the Kvaldir of Helya will be broken into pieces.

Dick's body moved forward a few steps in the water, and then Avatar Lightning, but the purple Lightning was squeezed out as soon as it appeared. Paladin's body fell awkwardly from the sky and almost fell directly into the sewage. When he was about to fall into the water, Dick's back was compressed until only a shadow was left. Wings of Light flapped, causing his body to rush forward for a distance.

Wings of Light was shattered, and Paladin finally stood on the ground that was almost completely composed of Bones and the sunken ship Fragments. He was still frightened. He looked back at the boundless Chaos sea water and the thick Mists floating on the water, and seemed to feel the mocking gaze coming from the Mists.

That's not Helya... In her country, she doesn't need to hide her head and show her tail.

Dick knew that he was careless. With the blessing of Celestial power, his Anger quickly faded away, and Shadowlands faced off against Helya. is definitely not something a normal person should do. At least he has to come up with a good way to fight against this all-pervasive Holy Light world that only belongs to the world of the dead, Rules, which suppresses Holy Light's power to the extreme.

But before he could come up with an idea, on the calm sea ahead, four black streaks of Tornado Storm rose from the sea. Before he could react, a Gale rainstorm broke out at this moment on the sea like a dirty mirror. Ice-cold raindrops fell from the sky. In just a short moment, Dick was soaked in water.

But he did not move. In this embarrassment that he had not experienced in a long time, he looked at the rolling sea water in front of him, and looked at the sea surface that rose from the center and moved to both sides like Moses dividing the sea. It was a huge Bone Throne, and Bones from various races built the throne.

The deputies on the left and right sides are two complete dragon spines, with the head of an unknown huge creature placed on the top. Under the throne is a piece of white skeleton, like a huge building built on the Bones mountain. Just looking at it is enough to make people's necks twitch.

Black lightning cut down from the Despair sky. In the icy heavy rain, Helya, who was attached to the throne, looked at Dick, who was leaning on Longsword, with cold eyes. The body of the former Titan-forged had been completely distorted, and her upper Half can still see the shadow of Humanoid, but Half is completely like the nine tentacles of an octopus, which are the condensation of destruction and Hatred, gluttony and hatred, all darkness, her green face and fangs, the once beautiful face has become like an evil ghost, and there is no emotion in those Ice Blue colored eyes.

Some are just ridicule and hatred.

She carried the broken ship on her shoulders, as if mocking those reckless men who dared to sail freely in her country.

Maybe she encountered unimaginable Betrayal and misfortune, but what she gave back to the world was even more sinister chill and malice. If Odyn had foreseen all this, would Guardians, who was determined to have his own way hundreds of thousands of years ago, have done that Betrayal?

Dick looked up at Helya. At this moment, facing the god of death, he had no Despair or fear. He looked at her, feeling calm in his heart.

Although he knew that it might be difficult for him to escape and he might not die, he would definitely have to pay a lot of effort to barely leave this place.

And the hope is... slim.

"You killed Garm... you killed my pet, it was my favorite pet... even though it was a fool, but..."

Helya stretched out a finger and flicked it in the air, and a black lightning struck Dick, accompanied by Helya's mocking and deep voice,

"That is my pet, and it can only die in my hands! You have crossed the line, Paladin!"

"Bang!"

Dick waved a sword and chopped the black lightning into pieces in the air. In the heavy rain, he looked at Helya who was looking down at him from a height, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Oh. I crossed the line... so what? Do you want to kill me with your own hands?"

Helya's eyebrows raised, she stuck out her bright red tongue and licked her ferocious lips. With the beating of her eyes, Mists, endless Mists rose from the sea, and her voice disappeared into Mists,

"A soul like yours, Pride, compassionate, indulgent, uninhibited, free and self-righteous, tsk tsk tsk, so delicious, so Despair... As for what I will do to you, you might as well... take a guess."

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