The army of the Dark Blade is overwhelmed, and the abyss of the underworld that has been raided can be called gloomy and bleak.

This war came too suddenly, and the Darkblade was flanked at both ends, so that the Kvadir Legion, which was scattered in various places and had no time to assemble at all, was divided by several of the Darkblade's assault forces and surrounded in their respective theaters of war.

But the problem is that the extraordinary firepower of the Darkblade and the supply of Holy Silver weapons at any cost make it almost impossible to cut through the battle line, and it is not only the Hela side that is mobilizing the legions, with the passage of time, the remaining Darkblade warbands are also constantly joining the battlefield, building the already formed battlefield encirclement more solid.

What's even worse is that the land of the Abyss Continent of Hell is scattered, like an archipelago in the Dead Sea, in Hela's several misty fleets were simply annihilated by the Dead Sea Fleet of the Dark Blade, the legions of Hades are rapidly losing sea dominance, and the direct consequences of losing the ocean make the strategic depth of the Abyss side of Hell be frantically squeezed, and when the 6th hour of the battle between the two sides came, the 5 Kvadir legions huddled together were defeated by a huge amount of firepower, which directly led to the mountain road to Hela's throne, Fallen into the hands of the Dark Blade.

The opening of the road to the final battlefield means that the war has officially entered the second phase.

"Hela, why don't you come out and meet me?"

The High Lord's deep voice echoed through the eternal battlefield filled with gray mist, but there was no response.

Several legions as the vanguard are displayed in front of the battlefield, banners are waving, soldiers are slaughtered, and the lords of death are wiping their weapons, waiting for the order to go to war, although the war into the abyss of the underworld has gone smoothly so far, but the real vicious battle has not yet come, compared to those large but vulnerable Kvadil, the Hylagal Underworld generals who have not yet appeared on the battlefield are the real opponents of the Darkblade Legion!

And the battlefield in front of him, it is a foul-smelling swamp decorated by strange saltwater monsters and drowned souls, in this swamp, you can see the remains left after the vicious battle everywhere, in those muddy waters, the bones of these warriors who were swallowed into this hell from this world have become decayed in time, and even their original unyielding souls have become ** and degenerate.

This place is known as the Eternal Battlefield, and it is said that after Hela and Lorcan joined forces to imprison Odin, it was in this place that the heroic warriors who escaped everything fought against the betrayed Hela to the end, and those heroic spirits loyal to Odin were buried here.

It is also said that this is also the slaughterhouse where the mad Hela tortured her souls.

She longs for the allegiance of the brave warriors of the world who dragged them to hell, but the true warriors were not afraid of Hela's majesty of death, and the mad Grim Reaper chose to torture their souls, throwing them into this foul-smelling swamp, trampling on their dignity, grinding away the unruliness of their souls with endless suffering and torture, preserving their bravery, infusing them with a dark will, and finally transforming them into their own Hylagar warriors.

For a true warrior, such a muddy ending is simply a shame, but they have no choice when they fall into this hell, and in this hell controlled by Hela, they can't even beg for death!

"You don't want to come out? Very good! ”

The Great Lord with the Dark Sword of War looked at the pale lightning that continued to shine in the dim canopy of the distant sky, the gloomy light curtain mixed with the wet and cold gray mist, making this eternal battlefield seem to be full of ominous, and the dark death was like hiding behind those dark curtains, looking at everything in front of them with their evil eyes, they were whispering, brewing a conspiracy that could not be put on the table, as if they were planning to murder everything.

It's a very different power from Tyrion's death, like another interpretation of death.

"Then I'm here, Hela!"

The High Lord stepped forward, the cold wind of the spirit world beating his cloak, and in the drift of the hunting black cloak, beneath the ice-forged skeleton mask, Tyrion's ice-blue eyes shone with extreme impatience.

The bad news that Yuna brought made Tyrion completely impatient with the war in front of him, and he wanted to end it all in the shortest possible time, and then capture that damn Flynn in the Dark Temple, where he was going to tear open his bones, escape his heart, and tear his soul apart!

He wanted to see, what was it that gave that little bastard the courage to dare to try to snatch his daughter!

"I'm going to truly step into your world, and I'm going to take everything you have! including your hatred, your delusions"

"Woo, woo"

And just as Tyrion stepped into the swamp of the eternal battlefield, in the fog in front of him, a low horn sounded suddenly, the sound of the horn was like the sound of a drum when the real war began, low and long, its sound permeated every corner of this dark world, as if announcing the arrival of the final battle in this world.

Hela is also a Grim Reaper, she has a revenge hidden in her heart, and she will not sit idly by until the time comes for the end of the feud!

"Wow"

When the horn echoed, around the Hela Throne located on the small island, the calm and turbid Dead Sea became violent at this moment, and the sea full of death power was lifted into the air in the roar of the behemoth below, and the violent waves blew away the gray fog that filled the battlefield, and Tyrion, who was standing quietly in the saltwater swamp, raised his head and saw a black wave more than 20 meters high roaring into the swamp battlefield, like a swinging war hammer, smashing towards him and his army.

In the midst of the tide, in the midst of the black death, the distorted Hela hid in the tumbling tide, and the viciousness and madness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow on her blue face made people shudder.

"Be buried! Tyrion! Arrogant! This is the world that was born because of me! ”

"Be buried!"

"Boom"

Millions of tons of water from the Dead Sea flooded everything, the entire stinking saltwater swamp was flooded everywhere the cold waters went, the bones in the muddy water, the glory buried here, the war dead, the dark past, everything was completely crushed, Hela's shrill laughter spread throughout the hell, in a world that she had controlled for tens of thousands of years, she could mobilize every ounce of power in this land to mercilessly crush her opponents!

However, this is limited after all

"Huh"

The mad tide of the sea squeezed towards the Great Lord and his army like a wall of destruction that destroyed the world, and the cold and scattered water splashed in all directions, even the gloomy sky was obscured, and even the earth of Hell trembled in the face of Hela's power of death, and the Great Lord stood on the trembling battlefield like a fisherman looking at the rising sea.

"Bang"

Tyrion's slender and slender arms spread outward, holding the heavy ash bringer in his hand in the palm of his hand, his right hand with black armor facing forward, his five fingers spread out, black light beating on his fingertips, like a fish flowing endlessly, and at the moment when the power of the Great Lord extended outward, a stream of frost and ice visible to the naked eye wrapped around his body, and in an instant, it transformed into a violent storm that enveloped the entire Dark Blade Battlefield.

"It's like a little bit of death"

The Great Lord raised his head, and the cold aura of the ice skeleton covering his face was blown away by the wind at this moment, revealing a halo like a blood moon in his eyes, the contact of the power of the two gods of death, entanglement and collision, made the big lord's long gray hair fly in the air, and at the moment when the power and power really started to collide, his voice also became as cold as ice:

"The world was born because of you, and it will die because of me!"

"Buzz"

The terrifying hiss replaced the scattering of sight and light at this moment, just like an invisible hand, brutally erasing all the luster on the eternal battlefield, those red, green, and golden lights all faded at this moment, and the weak necromancers could not look directly at the light born of the collision of the two, and even in the eyes of those powerful necromancers, everything in the entire underworld was pale at this moment.

"Withere! Hela"

The visible energy impact, like a circular storm, spread out in all directions from the collision of the invisible forces of the two, the terrible cryogenic storm enveloped the entire Hela Throne and all the creatures of the eternal battlefield in it, the army of dark blades stood in the mountain path, the heavy frost condensed on the armor of these loyal necromancy, and above the gloomy mountain top, the low-temperature storm whistling by, even pulled out illusory ice flow flags on the ridge.

A moment later, the end of the world was a little less subdued, and in the extremely cold ice flow, the undead of the Dark Blade looked up and saw that their leader, the supreme lord Tyrion, was still standing in place, the cold wind whispered meekly in his hand, and on the ground in front of him, the tide of the Dead Sea weighing millions of tons had been frozen in an eternal battlefield in a twisted and tumbling posture, like a great black glacier that existed for eternity.

The terrible cold air escaped from the black glacier, and the tumbling water was frozen in the ice, and even the death power contained in the water was diluted and frozen.

"Wow"

The last few tumbling tides were manipulated by the unwilling Hela to slash at Tyrion's body from all directions, like sweeping torrent water knives, but the water knives whistled in the air, and the closer they got, the faster the tumbling water was frozen, and finally, at the moment when they were about to touch the holy body of the Great Lord, these currents extending from the great glacier of the Dead Sea tide that was completely swept in front of them were also frozen in the cold air.

"Your attack is over, now"

"Take my sword!"

Tyrion's left hand grasped the hilt of the Ember Bringer's sword, and on the cold battlefield, his figure appeared in front of the black glacier like black lightning, and the heavy shadow blade gathered the black death power on the blade in the movement of both hands and wrists, and finally, between Tyrion's low cry, the heavy shadow blade conjured up thousands of lights and shadows, and slashed fiercely at the heavy, dusty super large glacier in front of him.

"Boom"

Just like the devastation of this tide, at the moment when it was completely shattered by the power of the Great Lord, the tens of millions of tons of broken ice, together with the frozen residue of the flesh tentacles belonging to Hela, were like a roaring storm of destruction, manipulated by Tyrion's will, and pushed by the power of death, this pale stream of ice smashed backwards in a posture of destruction.

In the continuous roar, the Hela Throne built on the island was completely submerged in white broken ice and flying light and shadows, and completely destroyed!

"Onward! Occupy the land! ”

The Great Lord suspended in the air pointed the blade in his hand forward, and under his command, the already ready Darkblade Legion was like a tide blowing through the dam, rushing into this dead and silent ice world from the eternal battlefield that was completely frozen, and the roaring cannon fire crossed the sky, announcing the arrival of the Darkblade's iron-fisted rule, and those black-armored soldiers, raising the battle banner of the Darkblade, under the leadership of the lords, broke into Hela's world.

Hela's most elite Hellagar warriors burst out of the mist of the Dead Sea, sluggish and reckless, soulless beneath their hollow bodies, clad in pale armor and driven by instinctive rage, rushing into battle with Hela's frantic roar, struggling to resist the assault of the rainbow Grimblade Legion.

Except for Hela, who is hiding in the Dead Sea, everything seems to have settled.

"It's not over yet! Tyrion"

Hela's shrill and vicious shouts caused Tyrion to bow his head, and beneath the destroyed Hela throne, in the tumbling Dead Sea, a huge figure came up from the black tide like a giant of the abyss.

In the gray mist, the figure appeared extremely large, heavy and bloated, like a modified bone beast, but its whole body was covered in cursed metal, and it had a most gloomy helmet on its head, and in its hand it carried a rusty iron anchor, which was wrapped in chains around the monster's arm, making it look like a mythical giant, with a kind of majesty that had fallen into darkness.

"Face this creature of death and the abyss! My Deep Sea Titan! ”

"Kill them all!"

At Hela's shouting, the dark giant picked up the heavy anchor in his hand and slammed it into the Darkblade's army, the anchor slammed to the ground, and the terrifying power rolled on the frozen earth, causing several ravines to rise above the earth, burying hundreds of Darkblade soldiers under the tumbling earth.

Armed with different weapons, several Hellagar warriors jumped from the shoulders of the dark giants into the battle, and at Hela's orders, they entangled their opponents and fought with the Lords of Death, leaving them without time to command the Darkblade Legion to conquer the city, and further afield, between the Dead Sea, an octopus-like Dead Sea beast was awakened by Hela, her pet, a sea monster named Kraken! A third of the legends of the Viku, Kurtiras, and even the pirates are related to the terrifying Kraken, a sea beast that is said to have a terrible personality that often rolls up the waves of death in the cold North Sea.

Just as the High Lord raised his weapon and was about to take out the strange dark giant, several whistling black tentacles blocked Tyrion's path, and a cold voice sounded in the Dead Sea behind the Great Lord, with the rolling of the whirlpool on the water, Hela's huge and twisted body rose under the dark water, she looked at Tyrion, flipped her claws, and several pieces of soul fragments that resembled the High Lord himself shone in her hands:

"Tyrion! Go back with your legion! ”

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