As the most powerful Xeraki warrior under Yogg-Saron, Vezax in his heyday was not something Sharlayan could touch now.

However, after Raiden's long-term hammering, and being affected by Loken's explosion at close range while his injury was still unhealed, Vezax's condition was very bad at this time. Lei An happened to be half-hearted.

After trying a little bit, Sharlayan knew that he could not solve Vezax in a short time.

The self-healing ability of the creatures of the ancient gods is extremely powerful. During the battle with Vezax, Sharlayan could see with the naked eye that the tattered wounds on its body were wriggling and slowly healing.

In the case that it is determined that the opponent cannot be killed quickly, the longer the time is delayed, the stronger Vezaks' strength will be recovered.

Fortunately, within Ulduar, Sharlayan obtained the special certification granted by Raiden using the authority of the Great Guardian. He can borrow the privilege of the furnace of will to greatly speed up the recovery speed of his lost magic power.

Although this method of using external power will leave some hidden dangers, as long as it is not used like Freya for thousands of years, it is not a big problem to just have a few fierce battles.

Vezax's injury is recovering, and Sarayan's state is gradually returning to its peak. The two sides have developed from pecking at each other at the beginning to fighting more and more intensely.

By the time Thorim broke free from the trap and rushed back full of anger, Sharlayan could no longer suppress Vezax.

Although he wanted to know where the Loken people were, Thorim still knew the priorities.

Seeing that Sharlayan was gradually losing ground in the battle with Vezax, he raised the thunder hammer and joined the battle without saying a word.

With the addition of Thorim, whose state has been maintained at the peak and full of anger, the balance of victory has returned to Sharlayan's side.

"Crack!"

As Thorim's last thunderstorm hit the target with all his strength, Vezax, whose whole body was scorched black by electricity, was finally unable to move.

Sharlayan took the opportunity to pull out the magical weapon that Onyxia lent him before departure—Xalatath Blade of the Dark Empire.

Since Onyxia's residual earth power seal was still in this magic blade, and after Azadas's super double, the remnant soul of Xalatas could not affect Sharlayan at all.

"Bah!"

As the blade of the dark empire pierced the extremely weak Vezaks forehead, even though he was locked in a small black room, Xalatas still reflexively began to absorb this guy's flesh and soul essence.

Vezax's huge body, similar to that of the Guardian, was quickly sucked away by the Dark Empire Blade, and the well-fed Xalatas was struggling in the magic weapon, trying to break free from the seal.

However, under the suppression of the power of the earth left by Azadas and Onyxia, it was in vain to shake in the hands of Sharlayan for a long time, and Xalatas finally resigned to his fate and stopped resisting.

Thorim frowned and looked at the ominous dagger in Sharlayan's hand: "Mortal, if I'm not mistaken, this thing should be made from the body fragments and soul fragments of the ancient gods, right? "

"Do you dare to use such a dangerous thing? Aren't you afraid that it will come back to its master one day?"

Sharlayan withdrew the Dark Empire Blade, which had regained its calm, and shrugged nonchalantly: "It's just a broken fragment. I can guarantee that it is still in a controllable state."

"There is a saying that goes well, to use magic to defeat magic, and to deal with ancient god-type creatures that are difficult to kill completely, weapons from their own systems will be more effective."

Thorim still couldn't understand, he shook his head and said, "Forget it, you just have to know it in your heart."

"Lai is willing to believe in you, I believe in Lai, I hope you will not disappoint our trust."

"That's the end of the gossip." Thorim scanned the surroundings with his sharp eyes shining with lightning: "Where is Loken? Where did he hide?"

"Loken?" Sharlayan pointed at Thorim's feet with a strange expression, "Isn't it right in front of you?"

"Um?"

Thorim lowered his head to check the ground in a daze: "Where is there... wait."

Thorim, who seemed to have discovered something, bent down to pick up a sapphire with a dignified expression: "This is... Loken's eye?"

Thorim looked thoughtfully at the smiling Sharlayan: "You and Le..."

"Yes." Sharlayan spread his hands with a smile: "Loken has already turned into fly ash, I just hope you don't mind not being able to kill him with your own hands."

"Hey~"

Thorim sighed with a complicated expression, clenched his palms and crushed the sapphire into crumbs.

"It's somewhat regrettable...but that's it, Sif's revenge has finally been avenged, I can put aside all distracting thoughts, follow Lai wholeheartedly and continue to stick to my mission."

One thing to say, Thorim is undoubtedly the biggest victim in the love triangle entanglement with Loken and Sif.

Compared with the smooth-tongued Loken, Thorim is an out-and-out straight man of steel.

Sharlayan didn't know how the pair of dogs and men got mixed up, so he thought from Thorim's point of view. At this time, he might feel more relieved than regretful.

The wife who thought she was devoted to him actually cheated on his brother, and was accidentally killed by Loken because of the emotional entanglement between the dog and the man.

If Sharlayan faced this situation, he didn't even know whether he should avenge the woman who betrayed him.

[Sif is a green tea whore, after all, it’s up to her own fault. 】

[I want to step on two boats at the same time, but in the end I was accidentally killed by my lover because of playing off, I really can't feel sympathy. 】

[+1, those who cheat in marriage are not worthy of sympathy. 】

Thorim's temper is indeed straightforward, but this does not mean that he is a brain-dead who can't see the relationship between people clearly.

Up to now, Thorim's attitude is more like the relief after a long-cherished matter is finally resolved, rather than the emptiness and bewilderment after the revenge has been avenged.

Sharlayan comforted and patted Thorim's shoulder, who was half-squatting on the ground: "Think about it, our future will be even more exciting. Rather than dwelling on the past, we should boldly look to the future."

"On the bright side, with the successive deaths of Hela and Loken, Odin, whom you regard as your father and brother, can finally break free from the seal of the Hall of Valor."

"If I'm not wrong, he should be hesitating whether to return to Ulduar. You should first think about what to say to him when you meet again."

Odin is a face-saving person. He was the one who uttered the big words at the beginning, and he had to rely on the heroic warriors to prove to his colleagues that only the Titans were trustworthy.

But the result... I understand everything.

Even if the seal is lifted, Odin will be embarrassed to return to Ulduar, unless someone actively invites him, so that Odin can use the **** of the donkey to expose the contradictions created by him back then.

Seeing Thorim's eyes light up again, Sharlayan changed the subject without stopping: "Okay, these things can be considered after the situation stabilizes."

"The battle in Uldurne is not over yet, Azadas is still waiting for your reinforcements, don't let him wait too long."

"good."

Thorim, who was not exhausted, regained his fighting spirit, stood up and strode towards the battlefield of Azadas and Hodir.

"Mortal, your name is Sharlayan Deep Shadow, right? I remember your name, and I will come to the Temple of Storms often when I have free time, and I will introduce some of my animal companions to you."

Although he didn't make it very clear, Thorim's attitude actually showed that he recognized Sharlayan.

Not because of Layden's face, but from his own point of view, he truly recognized this contemporary hero who has become a demigod in a mortal body.

Sharlayan smiled and waved to Thorim's back: "It's a deal~lightnovelpub.net~ I'm going to Mimiron to clean up the mess."

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"clang!"

The battle between Mimiron and Valeera is still going on, and when you get close, you can hear the continuous sound of hammering irons. This is the sound of Valeera hitting Mimiron's robot outer armor with Quelcella's twin swords.

After the initial trial, Valeera figured out the routines of Mimiron's various small props by wandering and luring, and only then did she start the real offensive.

Although doing so will make it impossible to make a quick decision, at least the outcome is absolutely safe.

When Sharlayan arrived at the scene, Mimiron's robot had already had its left arm removed, and the armor near the cockpit had become tattered, and even Mimiron himself, who was sitting inside and operating the joystick, could be seen.

Valeera's battle strategy was very clear. First, she abolished one of the robot's hands, greatly weakening its offensive and defensive capabilities, and then aimed at Mimiron's cockpit output. As long as Mimiron can be forced out, it will be practical win.

Valeera's speed was already very fast, and after using her space power, she was able to hide and disappear within a small area. Mimiron's bulky robot couldn't touch her clothes at all.

Seeing that the battle was about to be decided, Sharlayan made a timely move to help Valeera create the final chance of victory.

"Ding!"

When Valeera opened the last piece of armor plate in front of Mimiron with the divine weapon dagger, a rising wind blew Mimiron up from the seat in the cockpit, and Valeera just hit him with the hilt of the sword. on his forehead.

"Aw!"

This blow seemed to physically correct Mimiron's previously confused mind. He hastily begged for mercy: "Stop! Valeera! Stop hitting, I'm awake! I surrender!"

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