Time: 1 hour and 24 minutes after the Angrathar battle, 22 minutes after Echo Valley was broken through, 12 minutes after Ymirheim Great Sundering.
In the easternmost part of the Icecrown Glacier, Yuldrin Clan gathering place Jotunheim, Baalgarde On the central platform of the fortress, countless Yuldrin Clan Vrykul are watching a thrilling gladiatorial match.
It was a confrontation between a wandering predatory dragon Vrykul and the powerful Yuldrin Lord.
This is definitely the most eye-catching battle among Valhallas Tournament this year. The predatory dragon Vrykul killed ten challengers in only 20 minutes, and then asked by name to challenge Yuldrin Lord-Baalgarde, the king of Yul'dim who came back from history.
Yes, it was the Vrykul Lord, Arthas Resurrection who built Baalgarde Castle back then. He killed him and let this powerful, unruly Vrykul guard the easternmost Icecrown Glacier Defensive Line for him.
In the past three years, from Baalgarde Lord Resurrection until now, no one has been able to defeat him who returned from death. And now, this predatory dragon Vrykul, who calls himself Gavincente, is very likely to be the first living person to defeat Baalgarde.
Gavincente straightened his Broken-Horn Helm, and amidst the shouts of the fanatical Yuldrin Clan and Vrykul around him, he looked at the opposite Baalgarde with an axe. E's arm, the latter allowed War Axe to fall on his arm without dodging. The next moment, a black mist turned into a shield, blocking Gavincente's slashing attack.
"Your attacks are meaningless in the face of death!"
"Hmph... talking like a dog!"
Vrykul Warrior snorted disdainfully. The silent Necromancer in front of him was not a good opponent at all, especially after fighting a guy like Ymiron just now. Gavincente had no good impression at all of the guy in front of him who also claimed to be "King".
For simply succumbing to death, he is not worthy of the title King.
However, Vrykul Warrior obviously did not try his best. His current battle is more like a tug-of-war, and he also seems a little careless. He is waiting... waiting for a signal.
This is not just a simple battle, but also a prelude to a surprise attack.
Frankly speaking, Gavincente doesn't like to get involved in these complicated things, but he has also been to Angrathar and knows how cruel this war is, especially when so many admirable battles are involved. He is willing to temporarily give up part of his glory as Warrior for this.
Baalgarde's War Axe crossed in front of Gavincente, moving Vrykul A strand of Warrior's hair was chopped into pieces. This attack made Gavincente narrow his eyes, while Baalgarde continued to wave War Axe and rushed towards Gavincente. His offensive was ferocious and violent. This was also a powerful Warrior, although after being infected by death, he was no longer pure.
"How dare you get distracted while fighting me... go to hell, you bastard!"
Baalgarde's War Axe brought about a huge darkness Storm, sweeping through the entire Vara Hass Arena, which looked quite powerful, but his rambling words made Vrykul Warrior frown. He couldn't help but want to teach this guy a lesson.
At this moment, a faint light flashed in the corner of Gavincente's eyes. It was not the opponent's War Axe, but the reflection of a guy wearing Black Hood in the stands further away with a small piece of mirror in his hand.
"Hey... it's time!"
Vrykul Warrior caught this signal. At this moment, he changed his previous passive defense posture, turned his body sideways, and narrowly avoided Baalgarde Lord's War Axe. At the same time, he kicked his left leg towards Baalgarde's chest like a discharged cannonball.
Vrykul Lord blocked his left arm in front of his body and took the blow. His originally fierce momentum was directly interrupted by this blow, and then he saw the red flames quickly wrapping around on the opposite side. On Gavincente's body, Spread snaked onto his War Axe, like two roaring red Dragon that he waved.
That Vrykul Warrior was looking at Baalgarde with a very disdainful look. He tilted his head, and the flames Rage spinning around his body seemed to be a real fire, surrounding him.
"Hey, idiot, I've been putting up with you for a long time, you know that?"
"You think you're good at hitting? Take my blow!"
"Bang"
The two-handed ax wrapped in darkness collided with the beating one-handed ax of Blood Red's Flames. A smile appeared on the corner of Gavincente's mouth. He did not retreat. On the contrary, a beating Golden Light was shining behind him, and the power given to him by Rage and a greater being was beating in his body. With his double ax crossed in front of him, he easily blocked Baalgarde's War Axe.
Gavincente's eyes were fixed on Baalgarde, and he bared his teeth at him.
"I just had a fight with a real Warrior... I'm in a bad mood, you're going to be in trouble..."
"Arrogance! You bastard..."
"Bang"
Before Baalgarde finished speaking, Gavincente had already taken back Fist. He looked at Baalgarde who was knocked away by his punch indifferently, and uttered two words coldly,
"Trash!"
The voices of the Yuldrin Clan's Vrykul cheering for their own Lord were completely choked at this moment. Before they could react, the roaring roar of artillery was heard. There was a sound on the sea not far away from Jotunheim. The shells roared out of the gun barrel and drew a dazzling light in the dark sky. Then, under the precise bombardment of the gunner, the houses of the Baalgarde fortress were destroyed and ignited.
In the flames caused by the explosion of the shell, Gavincente was unafraid. The explosion of flames rising behind him made him look like a madman who had walked out of Hell. He looked at Baalgarde who was getting up on the opposite side with a smile, and scratched his neck with his left index finger.
Cruel and Bloodlust.
"The effect of Positioning Stone is good. Continue in the direction it leads and carry out the second round of bombardment! Destroy it completely!"
Standing on Ship's Side of "Prestige", Matthew Brigadier General with a serious face took back the telescope in his hand and shouted to the messenger beside him,
"Send a message to Taylor and Nazgrim. After three rounds of shelling, Sailors Landing Operation! Be sure to stop these damn Vrykul before Breaking the Ice ends!"
Brigadier General took the Commander's Saber handed over by First Mate, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.
"Send Governor Team to join us. Either we leave alive with glory, or we die here. There is no third way for us to take!"
Just when the first round of shells from the docked fleet successfully caused Jotunheim to be confused, Stealth had already entered the northwest of Icecrown Glacier. Darion, who was hiding in the barrier, took off the black robe that concealed his identity and threw it aside. Behind him, there were hundreds of similarly dressed elite Warrior.
Those are all participants of Breaking the Ice, all participants of Trial of Dragonblight, all absolutely reliable and powerful young people. They will start the prelude of the Lich King crusade here. They will truly participate in this major world event as participants, not bystanders.
Some people's breathing has become heavy. They have stayed in the inhospitable place of Vengeance Landing for more than half a month. All the training and preparations are just for this moment!
In front of their sight was an icy fortress acropolis standing in the endless wind and snow. It was Shadow Vault, one of the four dark fortresses connected to Icecrown Citadel Great Door. Druid Swen also felt that his own blood was getting excited in the cold air.
Being able to personally participate in this major event is an extremely honorable thing for all participants. Swen took a deep breath, and her body quietly entered the form of Nightsaber during Druid's transformation spell.
But she is no longer the same as before. Due to her outstanding performance in Trial, Archdruid gave her a more glorious weapon, from Wild God Ashamane's fallen tooth, the power of this Demigod lingers on the Dagger made of that tooth, passing on the wild power it had from ancient times into the body of Swen.
Her Nightsaber form has also undergone a strong change. The substantial body has become illusory, as if it is composed of blue Crystal. On the top of her head, there are four Claws, and there are mysterious wooden arm guards and crowns. Nightsaber's teeth have also become slender.
Coupled with the starlight constantly escaping around her body, the current Swen looks like a real work of art, but her front claws, as sharp as eight Dagger, Claws, prove her lethality.
Druid One of the four Artifact variant forms, Ashamane's Fang, Soul of the Mother of Cats, can only be held by Druid, which truly inherits the wild power of the Nightsaber form.
But today's protagonist is destined not to be her. In the cold Eternal Night darkness and falling snow, Darion raised the Blood Red battle sword in his hand. Rage like Flame Storm swept from his feet and spread all over his body, making him instantly become the most conspicuous creature on this snowfield.
"Gentlemen, the battle of life and death begins here!"
"The whole world's Fate is on our shoulders!"
At the last moment, his deep voice came out from the Charge that turned into a touch of red Light and Shadow,
"Follow me Charge! We must break it within 20 minutes!"
At the first moment when Darion started Charge, the bullets flew out of the gun faster than him. Hemet II once again sounded the rally call of Charge. The first bullet accurately penetrated the head of Lich patrolling on the high platform of Shadow Vault. As the White Jade's skeletal head exploded completely, a roar containing suppressed Anger also sounded from the other side of Shadow Vault.
"Invader! Fight back and drive them out!"
The moment he heard this voice, Darion's face turned ugly. The Blade of Wrath in his hand buzzed across the bodies of the two tall Death Knights in front of him. Blood Red The sword blade of E drew a dazzling arc in the air. Wherever the blade touched, whether it was a solid armor or a body surrounded by Death Power, they were completely shattered in the sword light!
Using a Greatsword, the Warhammer was struck with an armor-piercing and shattering effect. The broken bodies of the two Death Knight flew backwards, completely smashing open the Shadow Vault door that slowly opened, revealing the figure wearing the Saronite armor.
The golden hair has turned bone white, the face has become thin and dry, and the eyes have begun to shine Undead Fire, but neither Darion nor the guy holding the black Runes Heavy Axe will forget the existence of each other.
"Ah, Darion, my brother... you are here... then don't leave!"
"Renault..."