Azeroth’s Death Track

On the top floor of the Dark Temple, Tyrion was flipping through a document that had just been delivered to him. It wasn't heavy, but its content was very important.

You mean, when we are about to launch a war of conquest against the abyss of Hell, our old friends in the legion want to find something for us again?

The great lord shook his head, and put the documents he had finished reading on the ice table that exuded a gloomy chill. He looked at Maiev and Shadow in front of him. The latter two nodded to him. In fact, the Dark Blade Intelligence Bureau The fact that the two important figures of the Communist Party of China came here at the same time has already demonstrated the authenticity and seriousness of the problem.

They have been defeated and fought repeatedly, and they really can't be idle.

Tyrion's fingers were dancing on the armrest of the Ice Seat, but the great lord did not show much anger or disappointment on his face. On the contrary, in those ice blue eyes, there was a very interested look. Guang Guang, after ten seconds of silence, raised his head and asked softly:

The Eredar twins are the lieutenants of the fraudster. According to your report, the two of them are also very trusted by the fraudster. Then tell me, is it possible for us to use these two chicks to lure our Kilga Mr. Dan, make up your mind as soon as possible, come to Azeroth in person, and solve all this completely?

We did consider that possibility.

Maiev said in the rigorous tone that an intelligence worker should have:

If we can control their will as deeply as we control the deep sea, we can indeed obtain an information channel that can directly affect the fraudster Kil'jaeden, but this is difficult. The Eredar twins and Kil'jaeden As far as Dan is familiar, if there is even a slight problem with our modification, it may cause fraudsters to perceive the danger of Azeroth.

So our final conclusion is that it is not recommended to change the souls of these two demon chicks...

The shadow standing behind Maiev added in a low voice:

Maybe we can take a step-by-step approach to crush their confidence in the fraudsters bit by bit, maybe we can use a little personal threat, or show them our strength...

Too much trouble!

The great lord was obviously not satisfied with this suggestion. He leaned on his throne and flicked his fingers indifferently:

There are two of them, and I heard that they are sisters who have a good relationship. Then grab one and threaten the other with her life! Or simply draw out their souls. In short... find an opportunity to imprison them before talking. !

The legion to conquer Hell is ready to go. I don't want to see this war that has been planned for a long time be intervened by unknown outsiders, or even destroyed by them! Arrange it, two ladies, don't let the little bugs disturb my interest, Activate Deep Sea when necessary, and completely... bury the two of them!

Obey! Great lord!

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At this time, the twin sisters who were overseeing the battle in Stormfjord didn't know that they had been targeted by one of the most terrifying organizations in the world.

The two demon twins were standing under the night of Stormy Fjord, quietly admiring the war that was erupting at the foot of the mountain below. Under the cold moonlight, the dark green fel flames had already ignited the Vrykul city below. Fel vrykuls obeying the god-king Skovald came from all directions, rushing into the battlefield with furious battle cries, fighting the fierce female vrykuls with weapons.

Even at the mouth of the river in the Storm Fjord, there are several Vrykul-style battleships searching for shuttles, and on the deck of the battleships, there are catapults full of fel energy shells, and under the control of those fel gunners , One after another of roaring flames hit the ground of the town of Skold-Aisher, washing the land blessed by Odin with filthy energy.

Skold-Ethil, this is a special tribe of vrykul.

All the people living in this town are women, who call themselves Odin's shield maidens, and some tribes also call these fierce female warriors Odin's shield maidens. In short, they believe in the leader of Val'kyr, the golden The Valkyrie Al, who has been guarding for generations in the valley southwest of Stormfjord, guards the entrance to Odin's war fortress Valagar that hangs in the sky.

The lives of these female vrykuls are extensive and traditional. When they were born, they would learn combat skills under the guidance of the older generation of shield girls, and constantly hone themselves by hunting ferocious beasts until they reached adulthood. They will be allowed to leave the Horde, travel and fight throughout the Broken Isles, and this travel period will last for several years.

That is the only free time in a powerful shield girl's life. Most of them will take advantage of this time to choose their partner. After giving birth to a child, if it is a girl, the shield girl will return to Skold Ashe with the child Er, if it is a boy, they will leave the child with their father and return to their hometown alone.

In short, every shield girl who can be given the official title of battle is a fierce female warrior who has experienced countless battles, and those who are weak will be ruthlessly expelled from their hometown unless they prove themselves in battle. Can't go back here for the rest of my life.

In the entire land of Stormheim, there is no Vrykul tribe who does not respect the shield girls. The Vrykul are wild and warlike by nature, and they despise any cowardice. This race should be male-oriented, but because of this, by The Skold-Ethil formed by the women is so special. In fact, the clan formed by this woman has enjoyed a special status in Stormheim for thousands of years.

For example... Skovald, the evil god king who has almost unified the entire Stormfjord, and his mother, the Celtic queen, was a powerful shield girl born in Skold-Aishil. For some special reasons, after Skovald's father died in battle, he returned to his husband's clan to take over the position of her husband's patriarch. Crown.

In the decades before Skovald rebelled and murdered his mother, the old and strong Valkyrie had always used force and authority to firmly control her clan. In fact, if it hadn't been for Skovald Drew drank fel energy under the temptation of Nathrezim, the god king who was probably no match for his old but still capable mother.

And this is not a rare example in the entire Vrykul civilization of the Broken Isles. Many famous female patriarchs in the history of the Vrykul were born from the Skold-Ethil tribe. The most difficult challenge since its birth came.

In the past few years, the ambitious and vicious God King Skovald has almost reorganized the entire Vrykul tribe in Stormheim by relying on the power given by the legion. Since the Legion's clans either migrated away from Stormheim, or they could only hide in the sacred place under Odin's sky fortress Valarjar, any challenge to the God-King would be destroyed by his fel power.

Moreover, under the arrangement of the Dreadlords, Skovald passed the three trials set by Odin for the challengers with little effort. A group of powerful dragon knights have emerged, and now it is only necessary to wait until Odin arranges an opponent for the trial for Scovald, and the God King will be able to step into the glorious Hall of Valor and win the Aegis of Aggramar for the Legion.

Of course, the eredar twins don't want to see this scene, after all, they want to hold the shield of Aggramar in their hands, so as not to be swayed by those damn nathrezim.

However, this does not prevent them from using the power of the Nathrezim left on this land to achieve their goals.

Destroy this rotten treasure house!

On this battlefield covered in blood and wailing, Odin's shield maidens resisted tenaciously. Like crazy she-wolves, they rushed into the fel vrykul army in groups, roaring to kill Killing, the smell of blood and killing made these violent women look so ferocious, but their number was too small, at least compared to the fel warriors brought by Scovald, it was too small.

Maybe each of them can kill three opponents, but the king of gods doesn't care about those wastes who are killed. Only the strongest vrykul can follow him all the way to the end of the stars, and now this battle is just a warm-up .

Holding a sword full of fel energy, the armor of the god-king Skovald, who had had a great time fighting tonight, was covered in blood and minced flesh. The new leader of the Vrykul had demonized his left arm due to drinking fel energy. Foreboding, that arm was covered in black evil scales and bone armor, which, paired with fel dragonbone shoulder pads on his shoulders, made him look more like a demon than a vrykul.

This sinister guy laughed wildly, and kicked down the seriously injured shield girl general in front of him. He swung the three bloody heads in his hand and smashed them at the statue of the Valkyrie in the center of the town. The armor of the statue reminded him His own mother... He hates the woman who raised him since he was a child. That woman always despises him and laughs at him. Because of that woman, the God King also hates the tribe composed of this woman.

He felt that this was a mockery of men, and he couldn't accept its existence! He's going to destroy it!

And under the blasphemy of the god-king Skovald, the surface of the sculpture that has stood in Skold-Aisher for hundreds of years shone with golden light. Between the flowing halo, more than a dozen golden wings flapped Val'kyr descended from the sky, holding golden battle spears and battle shields, wearing golden armor blessed by Odin, hovering in mid-air like battle angels who descended into the world.

Skovald! Your blasphemy disgusts the gods...

The leader of those valkyries swung their spears and shielded the living shield girls behind her with a golden beam of light. She shouted loudly:

Get out of this sacred place with you lackeys who drank fel energy! This is the last warning!

Oh, noble Queen Eddie Hill!

Facing Val'kyr's scolding, amidst the roars of thousands of fel vrykul, God King Skovald pretended to lean on his arm with a sword, bowed to Val'kyr in front of him, and said softly:

Did you come with Odin's will? Then, how long until Odin promised my Heroic Spirit challenge? I can't wait to hold my Aegis of Aggramar...I have been waiting It’s been several months, is it... the great Odin, is he not willing to give it to me? Could it be, the great Odin, is he going to break his promise?”

presumptuous!

The leader of the Val'kyr, Queen Eddhir, who was once a certain patriarch of Skold-Ethil, heard Skovald's rude questioning, and she, who dedicated everything to Odin, could not bear this kind of situation. Arrogant, she flapped her wings and screamed:

The will of the gods is there! Skovald, you passed the three trials with the help of demons. Your pathetic cheating has made all the heroes of Valarjar laugh at you! You are not a hero at all ! You are just a cowardly dog! The dog of demons! You are not worthy to participate in the holy trial!

enough!

The sarcasm of Queen Eddie Hill made the remaining sanity of the God King go quickly. The moment he raised his head, between the surge of evil energy in his body, two black, sharp, demon-like horns Extending from the sides of his battle helmet, Skovald looks like a demon.

He roared and flung out his left hand, the spewing out evil energy was fastened to Val'kyr's body in the sky like a chain, and Eddie Hill, who was caught off guard, was dragged down from the sky. Amidst the excited roar of the fel vrykul, the god king swung his saber, and cut off the spear in Val'kyr's hand under the eyes of everyone, forcing the heroic spirit of Queen Eddie Hill to fight with him under the fel energy. Fight on the ground.

I'm going to chop off your head!

Scovald growled like a demon:

I'll use your skull as a bowl and give your bones to Odin! That coward hiding in the Sky Fortress must give me the Aegis of Aggramar! It's mine!

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That male has gone crazy, the evil energy has scorched his brain, turning him into a mentally handicapped abyss lord!

In the town of Skold-Athil full of corpses, the Eredar twins, under the protection of the fel lord, walked along the ridge to the most important El treasure house in the town. Hela asked them to capture the golden Val'kyr The leader, Al, is in that treasury.

Queen Saloras looked back at the ongoing battle at the foot of the mountain, and said to her sister disdainfully:

The so-called god king didn't realize at all that the dread demon king just regarded him and his warriors as pawns. Now Odin has seen through their tricks and is reluctant to give this lunatic a chance to try, but according to what we heard Perhaps Odin would not keep his word for those stories he told, he is a god who likes to play this set of meaningless tricks, unfortunately, the fearful demon kings are not willing to waste time, so he was taken by Cassana Tyr abandoned it...Of course, maybe he has already guessed it, otherwise, he would not have obeyed us so easily...Obviously, that Skovald is also looking for a more suitable master!

The high-ranking warlock Olysses chuckled lightly:

But they are all very good fighters. They are very resistant to evil energy. Maybe Kil'jaeden also hopes to recruit a group of such fighters... They will be great, cannon fodder! At least they are better than those who don't The abyss lords with brains are more useful.

We'll talk about the solicitation later!

Queen Saloras flicked the pale soul-inducing lamp in her hand, she whispered:

Fulfill Hela's promise first, I feel a little bad, sister...I always feel that something...is about to happen...

Okay, my sister, don't worry, you are just habitually suspicious, everything is going well, there is nothing wrong...

The chatting twins didn't notice, or they didn't notice, at this time, in this night full of blood and killing, on the sea outside the town of Skold-Aisher, a layer of icy , The weird, gloomy mist has already lingered.

It's like a curtain that blocks everything, completely sealing off all possible escape routes...