Aaron stood up with the support of Vereesa and looked at the battle scene between the two giants. Firstly, to see if Thyr could get Truthguard. Secondly, it was also to see the combat effectiveness of Ygrim, who had fought side by side with Titan Keepers Tyr, so he felt prepared.
Needless to say, Thyr is holding a giant ax tightly with both hands, and the ax is flashing with lightning. Every time Thyr swings the ax, it will bring out an arc of electricity. Although there is no assistance from the mount, each blow is still powerful enough to crack mountains and crack rocks.
Unfortunately, Thyr faced the original Vrykul, who was more powerful than him. Ygrim, who had a body of steel, held a long sword in one hand Oathseeker and held a shield in the other. Truthguard, although his upper body only wears decorative shoulder armor, his shiny metallic skin is not afraid of Thyr's slashes at all. The occasional flash of lightning on his body reminds every challenger that the opponent in front of them is more powerful than they seem.
However, at this time, Ygrim did not use the power of thunder. He only used the shield and sword in his hands to deal with Thyr. However, it is not appropriate to say that he was dealing with it. In fact, although Thyr's attacks were powerful, occasionally there would be lightning flashes on the ax blade to enhance the power of the slash.
But Thyr failed to cause any harm to Ygrim from beginning to end. It's not that Ygrim's steel skin has the ability to resist The strong defense of Thyr's slashing attack is because Ygrim has mastered the use of Truthguard, and can always easily block Thyr's full attack.
After fighting with Thyr for a while, Ygrim blocked Thyr's giant ax with his shield and ended the battle. He looked at Thyr with a serious look and said like thunder in the room, "Young man, give up, I will not give Truthguard to you. You lack the belief necessary to inherit this shield!"
Only then did Aaron see Ygrim's face clearly. The metal giant's head was bald, shining with silver metallic luster. His resolute face had obvious Vrykul features, and the brown beard on his chin was combed into three bunches.
"No, great seeker of truth, you can't treat me like this. I have gone through a lot of hardships to get here. Please give me your shield. I need him." Thyr's face was a little depressed. He looked up at Ygrim and begged.
"That's enough, young man, you have lost the faith that a warrior should have. Neither I nor this shield will recognize you." Ygrim lowered his head and glanced at the Truthguard in his hand, with a more serious expression, and said to Thyr.
"No, I..." Thyr still seemed unwilling to give up, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.
Seeing that Thyr still refused to give up, Ygrim sighed and continued to talk to him, "Young man, I don't know what you will encounter, but now you only have endless fear and cowardice in your heart. Even if you defeat me now, you will not be recognized by Truthguard. It is better to wait until you overcome the fear in your heart before coming back."
"But..." Thyr's eyes dimmed, the giant ax in his hand fell weakly to the ground, and his hands dropped to the ground, seemingly giving up.
"Okay, young man, maybe you can tell me about your recent experiences. I can see that you should have been a Heroism warrior." Upon seeing this, Ygrim first glanced at where Aaron and the others were at the door, then sat next to Thyr and looked at him and said.
As a Vrykul, Ygrim is still very concerned about his own people. In fact, in the past thousands of years, he would rarely kill Vrykul who had challenged him, unless the other party used some means that he despised.
Seeing Thyr's appearance now, out of concern for the descendants of his own race, Ygrim decided to ask what happened to this young man.
Thyr looked at Ygrim, his eyes flashed, then he lowered his head and told his story in an unusually low voice:
"My tribe was attacked by a group of monsters that could not be killed no matter what they did. After our warriors died, they would stand up again under the orders of those winged monsters and attack those who were still alive."
Having said this, Thyr's huge body trembled slightly. It seemed that the winged monsters he was talking about - Aaron guessed that Lich King was a copycat of Val'kyr - left him with great fear. In Northrend, Vrykul had long lost his faith in Odyn, and the records of Val'kyr had become just a few words buried in history. No wonder Thyr couldn't recognize Val'kyr.
After calming down a little, Thyr continued, "My father and brother were sacrificed in the hands of those monsters. I finally escaped, in order to avenge them, in order to defeat those monsters..."
Before he finished speaking, Thyr's right hand that was hanging down suddenly thrust out, holding a huge dagger with a dangerous green light flashing on its surface. The dagger stabbed Ygrim's abdomen with lightning speed. While stabbing, Thyr said in an almost crazy voice, "Go to hell, old guy, I'm going to use that shield to defeat those monsters!"
However, Thyr's action failed to continue. The moment the dagger stabbed Ygrim's skin, with a crisp collision sound, the dagger in Thyr's hand was bounced away. Thyr looked at the dagger in his hand in disbelief. "No, this is impossible, this dagger is..."
"Young man, you should know very well that you are not even qualified to enter." After Ygrim finished saying this, he sighed again, stood up, and simply stabbed out a sword, killing the crazy-looking Thyr in the eyes of the other party that were mixed with fear and madness.
Ygrim leaned over and gently closed Thyr's eyelids, and whispered, "Young man, you have been captured by the fear in your heart. Although I sympathize with your experience, I hope you can find peace of soul after death."
Ygrim first moved Thyr's body into a sarcophagus nearby, and said towards the door, "Okay, little guy outside the door, it's about time you came in."
Hearing Ygrim's booming words, Aaron walked straight into the door, followed by Vereesa and Stellagosa.
"Oh, an interesting combination, one human, one elf, and one... Sorry, I'm not very familiar with dragons. Miss, I didn't see your specific identity." Ygrim looked at the three people who entered the door, and hesitated slightly when his eyes moved to Stellagosa.
Ygrim startled the three of them as soon as he opened his mouth. It was not surprising that he knew humans and elves. After all, Ygrim once lived in Tirisfal Glades after leaving Northrend. For a long time, Aaron told Vereesa and the others about this matter when they were on the road, and used this as the reason for him to come back to Stormheim to look for Truthguard.
But Ygrim can actually reveal the true identity of Stellagosa, which is very surprising. You must know that even the magicians who are proficient in magic cannot see through the dragon's transformation. Ygrim should be Warrior, let alone have such an ability.
"I am Blue Dragonflight." Stellagosa hesitated to reveal his identity, and then expressed his doubts.
Ygrim laughed twice and explained, "This should be Warrior's intuition. I have also fought side by side with giant dragons, so I am very sensitive to the breath of giant dragons."
"Are you all here to look for Truthguard?" Although Ygrim's words were questions, his eyes were always fixed on Aaron. After all, Vereesa was carrying a bow and arrows and would not want a shield no matter how much he thought about it. Stellagosa was also an Blue Dragonflight who was known for the strength of Arcane.
Aaron nodded. "Yes, I am here for Truthguard."
Ygrim narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Aaron, and said, "Let's get started. It's been a long time since a challenger came in."
After finishing speaking, Ygrim stood up, raised his sword and shield, and signaled Aaron to start attacking first.