Imiron's throne hall had been shattered by the collision of two top warriors, the throne, the walls, the decorations, and everything that had been solemn could be seen here, all of which were destroyed, almost like a seaside cabin after a storm had passed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the hall that had been almost completely demolished, Imiron, covered in blood-red storms, dark mist, and pulsing dark lightning, stood there, reaching out to flick his severed horned helmet aside, the typical Veku face still stained with blood from the blow just now, his teeth bared, his white teeth dangling in the energy that pulsed around him, making him look like a fierce warrior who wanted to destroy everything.

He held the heavy sword in his hand, a bloody and powerful halo constantly beating on the blade, and behind him, the frenzied storm almost swept through everything around him, and with his re-launch charge, the ground under his feet shattered, and the hard stones on the ground were not much weaker than the fragile planks under this crazy impact.

The stone sharpened by time was torn apart, and the splinter was like a bullet, frantically piercing everything around it, and this was the final blow.

And standing opposite him, on the other side of the hall, Gavincent, under the blessing of Odin and the blessing of the artifact, his body swelled more than twice, turning into a real behemoth, golden light and blood-red flames also wrapped around his body.

The warrior of Odin faced the heroes of history and time, without a trace of fear, he held his twin axes horizontally, and the edge of the dragon slayer also felt the energy of the coming blow, and this artifact kept jumping in the palm of his hand, accompanied by his master, launched the last charge.

"I... I'm not going to lose!"

As Calvincent charged, his voice exploded in the air like thunder,

"The whole of Valagar is watching me, I won't lose! I won't lose to you! I won't lose to a coward who has given up his faith!"

"Bang"

The twin axes and heavy swords, carrying the unruly will of the two warriors and their crazy rage, finally collided together in the golden and red storm rush.

The anger barrier of the two, under the bombardment of this power, could not have a protective effect at all, and at the moment when the weapons collided, the anger was consumed like a spinning arrow, and then the edge hit.

The heavy axe blade of the artifact collided with the tuning fork heavy sword in Emiron's hand, and in the fine-tuning of Calvincent, it accurately hit the position of the previous collisions, and then the next moment...

"Dangchang!"

A crack appeared on the blade of the black long sword, and the crisp sound made Imiron's face change greatly, but at this time, it was too late to recruit, he could only watch in despair as the crack grew bigger and bigger in the huge force of the collision between the two sides, and was finally slashed from the center by the Dragonslayer's Edge.

The other battle axe in the hand of the Viku warrior was unhindered, whistling and brushing against Imiron's unguarded chest at this moment, the sound of flesh and internal organs cracking resounded in the hall, and the next moment, the broken sword was also pierced into Calvincent's chest by Imiron.

"Bang"

The collision of the last momentum made a white sonic boom erupt in the black hall, and in the center of the collision, whether it was the dust on the ground or the debris of waste, they were all blown up and blown away, and everything around seemed to have stopped at this moment, in the very center of the battlefield, Calvincent's head and Emiron's head were against each other's shoulders.

The scorching blood, fueled by rage, fell to the ground along the weapons in the hands of both sides.

"Tick, tick"

With a trace of golden blood, it slipped on the broken sword that Imiron's stabbed into Calvinson's chest, staining Imiron's left hand blood-red, and finally smashed it on the ground, and Emiron's completely cut chest, the severed bones, and the burning blood dripped directly to the ground.

"Ahem... You've won, warriors of Odin... Congratulations. ”

Imiron took a step back, it was hard to imagine the extreme pain that would be brought by forcibly moving his body under this injury, but he didn't seem to feel it at all, and with the movement of his body, the broken sword inserted in Gavincent's chest was also drawn, and the Viku warrior made a painful sound, trying to move forward, but fell directly to his knees on the ground.

His hands were propped up in the pool of blood in front of him, scattering the blood everywhere, his heart was shredded again, and the energy attached to the broken sword greatly hindered Odin's blessing from healing the injury, but the good news was that the blessing was still working, so he would not be in danger of life, but the necessary pain was absolutely inevitable.

On the other side, Imiron took a few steps back, leaning against the only wall that was still intact, just judging from the posture of the two, Imiron did not look like a loser, but for a warrior, especially a weapon master, even the weapon was shattered, this was definitely a real failure.

Although it may seem, it is a little too unfair for him.

"If you have a good weapon... I won't stand a chance. ”

Calvincent struggled to get up from the ground, the sword wound that pierced his chest looked shocking, and he looked at Imiron, who closed his eyes, and the original contempt on his face disappeared, but turned to real respect.

Fighters are always the most direct group of people, like is like, no reason, no reason!

"You are indeed the strongest hero in history!Come back with me, Imiron, you don't deserve to die here, God Odin needs a warrior like you!

"Hehe... Maybe for you, Odin's attention is everything, but I'm not!"

With a shocking trace of blood, Imiron's body slid down from the wall he was leaning on, he leaned there, his hands spread out, placed on the ground, the broken sword in his hand was also put aside, his gaze was slightly distracted, he looked at the Viku who stood up in front of him, and whispered,

"I will never forget the panic and despair on the faces of the whole country, my country, my people... I was his most sincere believer, and my faith in him is no weaker than yours... But he abandoned us... Do you understand? Warrior, in that stormy time, he abandoned us, and abandoned the believers who had been following him..."

Imiron coughed, and the voice was full of pain, the pain of the internal organs, the heart, the flesh and blood being cut open, it was the ultimate pain, and I could only feel the pain of the slow passage of life, but I couldn't do anything about it.

"I don't need your explanation... I don't need those weak things... I just need an answer!"

"Why!"

"Why did he abandon us and reappear at this time?"

"Did we do something wrong? If we didn't, then why did he do it?"

"We... Ahem... We... No... It's not an ant, it's not a plaything!"

After saying this, Emiron's voice fell silent, Calvincent didn't know what to say, he walked slowly to the king, looked at him, and after a few seconds, Emiron leaned his head against the wall, which was the only strength he had left, and he struggled and asked,

"I'll go to Valhalla, right?"

Calvincent nodded,

"Well, you're going! I swear!

"Well... Well, the rainbow bridge opens before my eyes... I see it... It's so good that finally... I can finally find out... Here, give me a ride!"

Imiron tilted his head and looked at the silent Gavincent, a grin broke out on his face,

"For the sake of me bringing you so many stories when you were a kid... Give me a ride! I can't wait..."

Gavincent took a deep breath, he raised the tomahawk in his hand, and Imiron's eyes closed, and the corners of his mouth swelled with an unusually peaceful smile,

"Can you sing the song that Angboda wrote to me?"

"Northern mythology?"

"Well, sing it, let me go far away in the song of my beloved... Sing it. ”

So Calvincent cleared his throat and sang in a deep voice the tune that had been passed down among the Viku tribes, then raised his tomahawk, turned his head, and slashed it down.

"War does not stain your blue eyes,

The wind comes like ice,

We escaped from the forest,

The echoes of the valley lighten the pain,

I listen to the epic of distant kings,

The dusty battlefield is awakened,

The memory was left behind in the homeland of the North,

We disembark and search for the mythical memories that come closer... Go all the way, I'll be waiting for you at Valhalla!"

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Dick didn't know about Emiron's death, in fact, even if he knew, he wouldn't care, after all, he was just a mortal, no matter how brave he was, no matter how pity, he was a mortal.

It didn't make much sense to what he was doing right now.

At this time, he was walking on the land of Icecrown.

Holding the shadow of the leaves, in the form of distorted light, quietly roaming in the realm of the undead, if he advances to a higher level, maybe he can swagger in and fight with Arthas, but now, he may be able to guarantee that he will not die, but this kind of thing that can't hurt the foundation of Alsace at all, it is meaningless to do.

He had come to find the secret buried beneath the glacier, the secret that Arthas had revealed to him himself.

Dick wasn't unaware of the risks of his action, and if Arthas noticed it, it would even affect the icebreaker, but he had to do it.

On the battlefield of the Dragonbone Wilderness, Arthas, the now Lich King, had told him that he had learned of Dick's pact with Arthas, the pact that Dick had made to hide Arthas and wait for his rescue.

Moreover, the Lich King had said that he had stripped Arthas of his soul, and Dick didn't quite believe this, because whether it was the dark side or the good side, both sides were one, and as his own understanding of the soul became more and more profound, he could determine that it was just nonsense from the Lich King's heart.

But one thing is for sure... The goodness of Alsace, the side that is hidden behind the darkness... It has indeed been hidden.

As for where he was hiding?

The paladin bent down and wiped his armored hand across the cold, barren ground, and thanks to his old memories, he probably knew where the cage was.

As expected, it should be under the glacier beneath your feet... Deeper, darker places!