Chapter 200: Sealing Emperor Denathrius
The miserable situation of Emperor Denathrius surprised the spies from various forces who came to check the situation.
The dignified ruler of Revendreth was beaten like this by a group of minions.
Are you sure this is not a deceptive illusion?
But the fact is that Emperor Denasius was beaten into a human shape.
The Stone Forger, the veteran Moon Night God of War, launched an extremely fast and violent melee attack.
Two different versions of the Luna Railgun continued to bombard Emperor Denathrius's Heavenly Spirit Cap.
A Naaru appeared out of nowhere and was burning the strong pectoralis major muscles of Emperor Denathrius with holy light.
Judging from the current situation, Emperor Denasius can barely hold on in a short period of time.
But as time goes by, his disadvantages will only get bigger and bigger!
The Order of the Reaper bound most of Emperor Denathrius' power.
And those enemies who are besieging him are all spokesmen of the gods who have a steady stream of divine blessings.
The spokesmen of the gods from the main plane broke into Revendreth and were arrogantly besieging Emperor Denathrius.
This made spies from various forces feel that they couldn't lose face.
However, thinking about the dwindling anima, the spies felt that the emperor deserved it.
If it was true as General Draven said, he could even be sent to the Abyss to suppress him forever.
After ascertaining the current situation of Revendreth and confirming that this place was not a trap, the rulers of several major forces rushed over with their elite men.
The ruler of Ardenweald is the Winter Queen.
A beautiful woman with two huge branch horns on her head and a face with plant features.
Her expression looked serious.
The ruler of the Ascension Fortress is the eldest daughter Gristia.
A strange angel with a pair of big snow-white wings on its back, but its skin is blue.
There was no expression on her face, she looked like the ruthless Master Mie.
And she is still the Miejie Master Tai who has lived for hundreds of millions of years!
The ruler of Maldraxxus, Lord War, has disappeared.
What came were the Marquises of the Five Great Secret Courtyards, five huge high-level undead creatures.
Their strength is comparable to that of the Lich King.
The faces of the marquises were fleshless, and it was impossible to tell what they were thinking.
In fact, these guys are the native creatures that best fit the attributes of the Shadow Realm.
A low-profile vampire like Venthyr barely fits the attributes of the underworld.
Neither the vegetative people in Ardenweald nor the blue-skinned angels in Ascension Bastion seem to have any obvious connection with the Shadow Realm.
Especially creatures like vegetative people are basically members of the life faction.
This is obviously the mortal enemy of the Shadow Realm!
But the Creator of the Shadow Realm planned it this way at the time.
Those sinful souls were sent to Revendreth to atone for their sins and squeeze their anima at the same time.
Equivalent to farmers farming.
It’s just that the process of farming is a bit miserable!
Souls who were not guilty enough but were warlike were sent to serve as soldiers in Maldraxxus.
A soul with a good personality and willing to serve the public was sent to the Ascension Fortress for training and became a ghost with the appearance of an angel.
These all have their own responsibilities.
The souls sent to Ardenweald are all the souls of the life faction.
They don't do any work, they are just a bunch of freeloaders, gangsters from the Shadow Realm.
Of course, the gangsters must be appeased!
Otherwise, if they organize a team to hunt for wilderness, they will be able to do it!
Wilderness hunting is to launch a hunt when the anima is insufficient, and harvest the anima to feed the forest.
That would be a terrible catastrophe!
While Herad was guiding the Luna railgun, he was intently looking at the various forces present.
Although he knew that the soldier leader who liked to wander around, there was a high probability that he had been captured by the warden.
But when he saw that the soldier master did not appear, he was still a little regretful.
This means that there will be many death-type artifacts being created.
Maybe Frostmourne and the Helm of Domination have been completed and handed over to the Dreadlord.
Be ready to strike evil at Azeroth at any time and complete the Warden's ultimate evil plan.
But there's no point worrying about this now.
First get rid of Emperor Denathrius, and then get rid of his good friend the Warden.
Without these behind-the-scenes masterminds, what big trouble could the Dreadlord make?
Regardless of whether the fire will start or not, remove as much firewood as possible first. Even if it does start to burn, it won't be able to burn well without enough firewood.
The rulers of several major forces in the Shadow Realm who were present first had a conversation with the most senior Prince Reinasol.
Only by understanding Revendreth's current situation can we take the next step.
Knowing that the emperor had hidden a lot of anima and was squandering it in the castle, the rulers suddenly became more angry.
No matter which force in the Shadow Realm, they all need the precious resource of anima.
Even a life faction like Ardenweald still needs anima to irrigate the forest and allow the seeds of life-type souls to grow.
Therefore, anima is the lifeblood of all forces!
Looking at the anima containers brought out from the ruins of the castle, the rulers looked at Emperor Denathrius with increasingly cold eyes.
For violating this taboo, He must pay a sufficient price!
The Winter Queen, her eldest daughter Gristia, and the five marquis who came in place of the warrior master all attacked Emperor Denathrius.
Emperor Denathrius had been beaten badly, and super strong men of the same level joined the siege, and he was quickly defeated.
The defeated Emperor Denathrius did not die.
His body was simply shattered, his soul was absorbed and protected by the magic sword Lemonia, and then he flew up towards the direction of the Maw.
Herard knew at a glance that this magic sword wanted to go to the warden for help.
In the game, Prince Reinasol reacted instantly and used magic items to control Lemonia in time.
But in reality, Prince Renasor was still dazed.
He was determined and wanted to judge Denathrius for his crimes.
However, when Emperor Denathrius really fell, his mood was still very complicated!
After all, that person is actually his father.
Seeing Prince Reinasol drop his chain, Herard quickly asked a small arcane puppet to intercept him.
The flying speed of the small arcane puppet crushed Lemonia, and soon caught up with the magic sword that was eager to protect its master.
The two blood-red giant swords, which were soul-based artifacts, collided fiercely. For the time being, no one could do anything to the other.
The stone forger reacted and chased after her, grabbed Lemonia's sword hilt and dragged her back.
Lemonia, who was caught, shouted: "You ungrateful fellow! I'm going to pierce you! Tear you apart! Cut you off! Plane you apart! Chop you to pieces!"
This scarlet giant sword that had lost its owner was about to die at this moment. Like a bereaved dog.
Its impotent and furious curses resounded throughout the night sky.
Activated blades that can speak are rare in Revendreth.
Only Emperor Denathrius and Prince Renathor have it.
Therefore, Prince Renathor must have the magic item to control the activated blade.
But this guy is obviously not as decisive as in the game.
He had not yet been stripped of most of his flesh and blood by Emperor Denathrius, and then thrown into the abyss to feed the corpses.
Only after experiencing the baptism of suffering and torture can Prince Renasor truly grow up.
But suppressing this kind of thing doesn't matter with or without him.
Herard looked at Zlali who was eager to try.
Although he has no face, he still knows exactly what this revenge-hungry jigsaw puzzle is thinking.
"Zilali, seal it with holy light!"
After getting an excuse to take action, Zilali said excitedly: "Then I'll start!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the dazzling holy light enveloped Lemonia.
The dark and bloody yandere demon sword immediately shut up.
She needed all her strength to resist the erosion of the Holy Light and protect her master's soul from harm, but she did not dare to distract herself by speaking.
Otherwise, although the soul of the Eternal is immortal, it would be ridiculous to be cast into divine attributes by light!
After seeing this solution, Prince Reinasol finally reacted.
"Yes, that's how to deal with it. The holy light can make her afraid to move!"
This guy's afterthought left everyone present speechless.
If the puppet hadn't intercepted it in time, the magic sword would have flown into the abyss.
However, what this magic sword did just now surprised everyone.
Seeing that everyone did not understand the situation, Herard explained: "She wanted to go to the warden for help."
Everyone felt chills on their backs after hearing Herard's exclusive revelation.
This sounds a bit incredible.
But this is precisely the most reasonable explanation.
Under normal circumstances, who would go to a ghost place like Maw Abyss?
Unless there is a heavyweight worth defecting to.
The warden imprisoned in the Abyss is obviously that heavyweight!
(End of chapter)