sjar Chapter 677 The Collapse of the Hammer of Doom
Chapter 677 The Collapse of the Hammer of Doom
Elwin looked at the Dark Empire Blade in his hand with great surprise.
This was the first time he had actually used this dagger as a melee weapon in combat, and he hadn't expected it to be so effective.
Even the demon's keratinous layer, which could resist most magic, did not cause much of a hindrance. It left a huge wound on the massive demon's body, extending from its chest to its waist, as easily as a hot knife through butter!
Strangely, the wound was burning with pure black flames!
Elwin was very close, but strangely, the fiercely burning flames didn't have much heat. Elwin looked at the dagger again and suspected that the flames originated from the shadow power of the ancient god Xalatas.
And Tosedlin's body also began to undergo drastic changes.
The wounds scorched by the dark fire began to hiss, and the flesh at the edges quickly carbonized, turning into a black substance like ash.
The flames seemed to possess a life of their own, greedily devouring the evil energy within him. The green energy was ignited like fuel, making the black fire burn even brighter.
As the fel energy was burned away, the flames began to scorch the very source of his demonic form—the abyssal power that had been forcibly infused into him.
His massive body began to shrink rapidly like a deflated balloon, his dark red skin faded, his hard keratin layer softened and peeled off, and his bat wings on his back and the long horns on his head vanished like a wax figure being burned by flames.
As Torsedrin howled and struggled in extreme pain, his terrifying demonic form rapidly faded, finally revealing his original night elf form.
However, the prince's once magnificent clothes had long since turned to ashes, and his purple skin was covered with charred marks from the backlash of fel energy and dark power. The horrific wounds were mangled and bloody, with green fel blood mixed with red elven blood, flowing out like a burst dam.
He collapsed to the ground, his body convulsing violently from unimaginable pain. The pride and majesty of the former prince were gone, leaving only a pathetic state of near death.
Stellagoth witnessed all of this, especially the terror brought by the silent burning of the dark flames, which sent a chill down her spine even though she was a well-traveled blue dragon.
Her azure eyes widened, and she instinctively covered her mouth, her body trembling slightly from shock and instinctive fear of that dark power.
Even Elwin himself felt a pang of pity as he watched Tosedrin writhe and struggle in the dark flames before finally reverting to his elven form.
He sheathed his dagger and strode over to Stella.
The girl seemed still immersed in that terrifying scene, her body trembling slightly.
A surge of tenderness welled up in Alvin's heart. He gently pulled her into his arms, letting her cheek rest against his firm chest. He wrapped one arm around her shoulder and gently stroked her long, cascading blue hair with the other.
"Stop looking,"
His voice was deep and gentle.
"It's in the past."
Stella did not struggle. She nodded gently in his arms, her tense body gradually relaxing, as if this embrace was her only safe haven at this moment.
Just then, Tosedrin made a faint sound.
"Ha, ha, you, you executioner, you destroyed Syndra, you destroyed the last glory of the Highborne... You, you know nothing..."
Looking at the once noble prince who had fallen to such a state, Erwin saw no triumphant joy in his eyes.
He shook his head, his voice calm yet clear, reaching Tosedrin's ears: "No, Tosedrin. It wasn't me who destroyed the Sindra, it was your greed and your blind pursuit of power. Have you ever truly cared about your people? Your so-called glory is nothing but an excuse you use to whitewash your selfish rule."
"you!"
Tosedrin seemed to want to argue, but his life was already hanging by a thread.
The flames in his eye sockets gradually dimmed, and finally his head tilted limply to one side, and he breathed his last.
But the dark flames on his chest continued to burn until they consumed his remaining body completely, leaving no trace, as if this fallen prince had never existed in the world.
A deathly silence fell over the main hall.
Stella then gently lifted her head from Elwin's embrace, looked at the empty ground, and asked with lingering fear, "Is everything... over?"
Alvin tightened his grip on her arm and nodded.
"Yes, it's all over. We should go find Akalitha and Green Shadow, and then discuss how to continue tracking down Gul'dan."
He hadn't finished speaking—
“Rumble——!!!”
The entire Temple of Darkness suddenly began to shake violently!
What started as a slight tremor quickly escalated into a terrifying earthquake!
Huge rocks and dust began to fall from above, and huge cracks appeared on the walls, widening at a visible speed!
"not good!"
Stella's expression changed drastically.
"The ancient city of El Rethras was originally maintained by a powerful magical barrier and the energy provided by Imortar! Now that Imortar is gone and Tosedrin is dead, all the magical support has collapsed! The entire city is about to collapse!"
As if to confirm her words, even more terrifying cracking sounds came from all directions!
In the distance, the giant pillars supporting the dome broke and collapsed one after another, emitting a deafening roar.
Huge cracks began to appear in the ground, seemingly bottomless!
The entire space was disintegrating, as if the end of the world had arrived!
We must leave here immediately!
"Irwin said urgently."
"Hold on to me!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Stella shoved Elwin aside, leaped back a few steps, and unleashed a powerful blue magical glow from her body! In the dazzling light, her form rapidly transformed, and in the blink of an eye, the beautiful and powerful blue dragon reappeared!
However, she was clearly still recovering from her injuries, and her movements were somewhat sluggish.
"Come up quickly!"
Stella lowered her long neck and urged anxiously.
Elwin immediately flipped over and nimbly climbed onto the blue dragon's broad back, tightly gripping the relatively stable scales behind her neck.
"Roar--!"
Stella let out a dragon's roar, her huge dragon wings flapped powerfully, and she carried Elwin like an arrow, flying upwards along the huge vertical tunnel in the direction she remembered coming from!
Erwin looked down and was immediately alarmed.
The place where the two had just been standing had crumbled apart. Large chunks of the once solid ground collapsed and plunged into the endless dark abyss below, with deafening rumbles echoing everywhere.
Above her head, countless massive boulders, broken pillars, and even fragments of the entire dome rained down like a storm! Stella, with her exceptional flying skills, struggled through the meteor shower, sometimes making sharp turns, sometimes swooping down, in a truly perilous situation.
However, the density of the falling debris was too high!
A boulder the size of a tabletop still grazed the edge of her left dragon wing, shattering several dragon scales and causing her to let out a painful groan, her flight posture suddenly veering off course.
Immediately afterwards, another broken, sharp stone pillar pierced through like a spear. Despite her best efforts to dodge, the end still cut a deep, bone-revealing wound on her hind leg, and dragon blood splattered into the sky!
"puff!"
Stella finally couldn't hold on any longer and spat out a mouthful of blood.