Chapter 1334 Kill me again!
Odin was in a very bad mood.
As a high and mighty god, he was blocked by mortals, and he was trapped in this small place, unable to destroy the enemy personally!
What a shame!
Sensing Odin's emotions, the Val'kyr moved quickly.
Under the command of the angry Odin, they hugged three teams of Valarjar Einherjar warriors one by one from behind in a gentle manner, and then used their special talents.
These Val'kyr should all be the first generation, and they were all witches created by the Titans when they were alive!
They were huge, at least five meters tall, their bodies made of golden light, and they wore lightning-winged helmets that covered their eyes and the upper half of their faces. Together with their pair of wings, they looked quite heroic.
Then, under the gaze of many Vrykul heroes, the Val'kyr flapped their golden wings behind them, hugged the warriors in their chests and swooped down to the bottom of Valhalla, like angels descending!
The one in charge of Garin was El, the leader of the Val'kyr. She was the tallest among all the Val'kyr. In her arms, Garin felt that the originally colorful world turned gray in an instant!
They entered the gap between the Shadow Land and the material world!
Then, after he felt that he had broken through an invisible film, the gray vision gradually regained its color!
This feeling!
Garin felt it carefully and it seemed to be very similar to the power used by the Titans to seal the four elemental territories, and it also contained some of the power of the god of death!
No wonder Odin and powerful heroes cannot escape from the castle in the sky. Only special creatures like Val'kyr, which are between reality and illusion, can travel freely!
"Is this the ability of your Val'kyr? Entering a special dimension and being able to pass through Hela's seal at will?"
In the sky, the biting cold wind blew El's golden hair, and she said nothing.
Garin noticed Ai'er's silence. Perhaps mentioning Hela was not a pleasant memory for this former secondary Titan creation.
The transformation process is said to be extremely painful.
The first Valkyrie, Hela, felt resentment because of Odin's forced transformation, and eventually chose to betray, becoming the one who controls the souls in the abyss of Hades, becoming a person who is neither human nor ghost.
Hela's betrayal caused a split within the Val'kyr, and Odin and Hela ultimately only controlled a portion of the Val'kyr.
The remaining Val'kyr chose to escape into the Shadow Realm, and among them, a few Val'kyr who still had good intentions chose to watch over the real world here.
They occasionally guide some of the dead back to the human world, and these Val'kyr are known as soul healers.
It is said that among the blue dragon clan, which is famous for its peculiar views on choosing a mate, there was a giant dragon who fell in love with a soul healer.
In silence, El escorted Garin and the others to the mountains below Valhalla.
The Gate of the Brave is built among the mountains by the sea.
The view from the mountains is even wider than what can be seen through the Eye of Odin.
There are so many of them, including the Miechao Viku and the demons, there are at least more than 50,000!
I'm afraid this one might be a little hard to kill!
Garin looked back at the three teams behind him. They were very strong.
Instead, the three former kings' souls that Garin stuffed in became the weakest.
Given Odin's pursuit of perfection, these thirty Valarjar warriors with thunder-forged bodies have been carefully selected and trained for more than 100,000 years. They can definitely defeat enemies that are ten times their number in a single encounter!
Ah!
Thirty to fifty thousand!
The advantage is mine!
There is a reason why Garin is so confident. The Gate of the Brave is itself a fortress built inside the mountain. As long as they guard the gate that can only accommodate two Vikus, the demons will not be able to get in!
All that remained was to wait for the arrival of reinforcements, disrupt the enemy's formation from the flank, and then launch a decapitation operation.
This move is the specialty of all races in Azeroth. Garen has used it over the years and has never failed.
"Destroy that decaying fortress and overthrow Odin's idol!"
As the vanguard of the demonskorn vrykul approached, Garin heard the cries of the vrykul who were contaminated by the fel energy from afar.
The concentration of fel energy drunk by those demonskorn vrykul seemed to be very high, and their appearance was different from that of the orcs, except that their skin color had changed.
They have become demonic and are very similar to the second-level blood-drinking evil orcs under Illidan.
"I wonder which Abyss Lord shed blood this time..."
While Garin was curious, the demonskorn vrykul had already approached the Gate of the Brave.
"Valarjar! Charge with me!"
According to the pre-arrangement, two teams were left behind to guard the interior, while Garin led the first team of ten Valarjar warriors to rush out.
As the vanguard, Garin was the first to come into contact with the Skunk Vrykul. He was like a tiger among a flock of sheep, killing many people in the Skunk Vrykul army, and was able to defeat thousands of them alone!
The Valarjar who served as Garin's flanks were equally brave and fierce. The blood and slaughter brought out the wildness in the souls of these warriors who had been silent for thousands of years!
Although the number of ten people was very small compared to the fel warriors brought by Skovald, they directly broke through most of the army formation of the Demonskorn Vrykul!
"Hahaha! My battle axe drinks blood again!"
"The battle once again proved my courage. I've been in Valhalla for too long, my body is getting rusty!"
"I haven't been this happy since I got my place in the temple!"
These ten Valarjar heroes were killing the enemies while communicating with each other through war cries, appearing to be at ease.
dong dong dong dong!
There was a slight tremor on the ground, and when the Heroic Spirit Captain Octel Dragonblood looked up, he saw a small mountain with wings!
He sighed in awe, as if he had never seen the world before: "Wow! Here comes a big guy!"
"Get out of here! You disgraceful fellow!"
A white-bearded Valarjar kicked Octel Dragonblood in the ass.
"Haha! Blood family kid, your ancestors are angry!" Another Valarjar sneered, "Show your courage! Don't let others take your place!"
Octel Dragonblood and the other two King's Souls were appointed by Garin, which can be said to be a backdoor appointment.
The Valarjar did not object, one because they were giving face to Garin, and another because their ancestors were in the team.
Octel Dragonblood was stimulated by this and was also full of fighting spirit.
The result was a heroic leap into the battlefield, and then a charge towards the hill-like Lord of the Abyss!
Heaven is to the left, warriors are to the right!
