Azeroth’s Death Track

click

In the mist of the night, there was a soft sound. The death lord Glokush, whom he had not seen for a long time, opened the silver pocket watch in his hand and was checking the time.

It was a very retro pocket watch. Its style was like the purely mechanical high-end pocket watch that was popular in human civilization more than 100 years ago. On the other side of the dial, there was an unclear photo. Like Glokush and his two sons enjoying hunting time on a hillside in Nagrand.

Undoubtedly, this is a kind of remembrance, a remembrance that even the dead need.

And the pointer of this mechanical watch is constantly beating on the black and white dial. In the eyes of Glokush, it is like an invisible hand slowly opening the prelude to this great war. Right in front of you, right where the mist spread. The movement of the gears in the pocket watch seemed a bit noisy in this extremely quiet night, the ticking sound seemed to be time, or a deeper life flowing wantonly.

There are still 30 minutes before H hour.

Glokush put away the pocket watch in his hand, he tightened the black gauntlet on the palm of his hand, and then leaned on the heavy mechanical power hammer with a wasteland sci-fi atmosphere in both hands, he moved his neck, resting on his shoulder The heavy armor on his back also made a low crashing sound, and he said to someone behind him who couldn't see:

When Tyrion and I were still in the old tribe and served Orgrim, we all knew that we were incomplete. Our souls were missing a part when we crossed death, some dispensable fragments , Later, we learned that those fragments were placed here...in the hands of Hela.

There is a hint of thickness in the voice of this tall orc, like a tall, shadow-covered hill, complaining endlessly, and his smooth head will always emit a strange light in this gloomy darkness. The light, sometimes makes people laugh, but give me a little hint, don't laugh at his bald head...unless you are really tired of life.

The pieces, the pieces of the soul, the pieces of the emotions...

Glokush held out his hand, and swaying in the empty air, as if to touch and hold something, he said:

Those things are still dispensable to me now. We can live a good life without them. In the dead world, we can still feel the freshness of death, but... whole!

The orc death lord stretched out his thick fingers and pointed to his heart. There was no beating heart there. He said:

Every soul is longing for completeness! In every sleepless night, it is ordering me, it is begging me, it is chattering in my ear, that voice, it wants me to take the part that I lost, take return...

boom

At this moment, the ferocious mechanical-powered warhammer in Glokush's hand slammed fiercely on the rocks under his feet. Amidst the flying gravel, he said loudly:

Finally, I am standing here! I have come to retrieve, those things that I lost...

The orc death knight turned his head, and in the halo of the smooth scalp, he said to the figure hidden in the darkness behind him:

What about you? At this moment, don't you want to say something?

Uh, sorry, I don't have much to say.

The somewhat tired and lazy voice accompanied him as he moved forward in the darkness, exposing the stern face and long hair floating in the darkness of the blood lord of Salein, who was wearing a fiery red mage robe and holding a bloodbone staff. out.

Myra rubbed her forehead and said to Glokush:

My soul is complete, I can't understand your irritability...Of course, since D-Day was confirmed, Lumi has become more and more difficult to deal with every day...I guess, her irritability is probably also From the soul's longing for wholeness.

Of course she is my wife, the love of my life.

The blood lord's hand waved, and sticky blood-colored energy was stretched between the top of his evil blood-bone staff and his fingers, like blood-red spider webs. He looked at the sticky energy in front of him, He said softly:

My beloved wants to get back the fragments of her soul and make herself whole, so as a husband, I naturally have to support her! Unconditional support... So, if you have to ask me what I think, I can speak...

Let's get this done quickly, I miss my tender and caring girlfriend, if tearing down Hela's hell will make my wife a more perfect woman, then why are we still wasting time?

A ray of killing intent shone in Myra Dawnblade's eyes, and he said in a cold voice:

Let's tear it down!

Ah!

Glokush looked at the blood lord behind him with disdainful eyes, and the orc death lord shrugged:

Although it's not the answer I want, but...

He buckled his black horned battle helmet on his bald head that was shining with cold light, and carried the hideous mechanical power hammer on his shoulder. He looked at the ruins of Hoswald in the valley in front of him, completely covered by the faint blue death mist, And those Kvaldir who rushed out from the entrance of the abyss of Hell, those dead soul fighters of Hela, the death lord said in a low voice:

Then let's... tear it down!

wow

Facing the charge of those ferocious, roaring Kvaldir soldiers covered in gray seaweed like drowned people, the death lord Grokush clenched his power hammer tightly in both hands, Beside him, the blood lord Myra waved his finger, and the blood magic like a blood moon shone around his body. Under the cover of the bloody halo, Myra suddenly whispered:

Oh, look at them, Lord Glokush, these guys probably thought we were the only ones who came here... They and their evil masters probably thought they had a chance to win, it's pathetic... Isn't it ?”

People who know nothing about real power will always be so pathetic, but it's okay!

The orc took a step forward, and the moment his boots hit the ground, among the deep and dark death mist, the soldiers hiding in the darkness opened their eyes in unison, a sea of ​​stars, a sea of ​​blue The canopy of stars opened before the eyes of the Kvaldir dead souls who charged frantically.

The dark blade soldiers of the three battle groups seemed to be awakened from a deep sleep. They wore uniform black armor, held heavy third-generation ax guns, carried two black iron axes on their backs, and heavy bullet chains. Wrapped around the chest of every soldier, oh yes, there is also the battle helmet just issued by the Dark Blade Legion...

An all-black, smooth steel helmet with the surface shaped like a skeleton, looks like a group of black warriors ready to go.

At the moment when Glokush waved his weapon, nearly 240,000 undead from the three battle groups responded at the same time, and 480,000 arms holding weapons were raised high. Rising in the middle, and the footsteps stepped out at the same time, like the explosion when a storm blew, making the entire Stormfjord in the darkness tremble at this moment, between the escape of the fog of death, In the silence of that death march, it was as if the whole world was shaken.

Above the sky, the Frost Wyrms of the two warbands, armed by Saronite, are fully loaded with the bravest Darkblade Sky Knights, flapping their frost-covered wings. Led by Nefarian the Coldwing, these ultimate creatures of the dead swoop down from high above the ground, freezing the air where they fly.

And under the silver moon veil, a blast of ice from the bone dragons of the two legions completely froze the entire shattered Hoswald ruins, as if turning this hopeless black ruin into a Like a crystal clear crystal palace, together with the Kvaldir who kept rushing out of hell, they were frozen in the dead frost, just like the strange decorations of this frost palace.

Is that so?

Myra looked at the frozen Kvaldir infantry, and he said with some regret:

This is too weak... Are we going to rush in? Look, the entrance is there, I can see it... A narrow passage that only allows three people to pass together! Sincerely!

No! There are still 25 minutes before the general attack can be launched!

The orc death lord glanced at his pocket watch and said seriously:

A plan is a plan! We must follow the plan... Send a warband to tear down the passage! Let the liches widen the rift. In 25 minutes, I want to see a military passage that can accommodate at least 300 people at the same time district!

Well, that's it, let's do it!

I hope Ms. Hela, don't be frightened by this movement...

————————————————————————

While Glokush's ground troops are widening the rift leading to the abyss of Hell in Hoswald, in the dead world, in another world, a huge fleet is constantly advancing in the strange black sea .

This is the complete Dead Sea Fleet. There are 174 large and small warships, all of which are famous historical ships collected by Dailin one by one, from the wooden battleships used by the ancient night elves to Quel'Sala. The magic warships that sank into the sea in the Si Dynasty, as well as the metal warships launched in recent years, etc., each warship is almost fully loaded.

It is filled with the soldiers of the most elite Hellfire Chapter in the Dark Blade Legion. They will serve as the assault force to attack the Hell Abyss on the battlefield of the dead world.

The dead world is a different world shrouded in the present world of Azeroth. It used to be a complete world with a complete ecosystem. Naturally, there was also an ocean similar to the present world. The big bang 10,000 years ago not only destroyed The distribution of continents in the world of Azeroth will also break up the world of death, which is closely related to the present world. The abyss of hell, the palace of the underworld, and Tyrion's world of death are connected by the strange Dead Sea, which is a long distance.

In this world, it is possible to launch a surprise attack on Hela's Hell Abyss from the mainland of the dead, but the problem is that the road to the dead is full of uncertainties, and it is easy to sail on the Dead Sea without a guide and a chart. Lost in this ocean, then, by strange forces, could very well be thrown into another world...another dead world.

Don't forget, the world of death has exits on every planet in the stars... No one knows what form this world, which is wider than the stars of the present world, is composed of, but there is no doubt that it More complex and older than the stars of this world.

Quick! Get through this damn sea! We only have 1 hour left!

On the deck of the flagship Sea Majesty, the death lord Luminas, carrying the holy sword of death, was wearing a red captain's hat, waving his hands on the side of the ship, and kept yelling at the silent sailors, Pretend to be the commander of this fleet.

But in fact, there is only one person in command of the Dead Sea Fleet, and that is not Miss Luminas.

I suggest you go to the cabin to take a rest, we will arrive at our destination soon.

Dai Lin's voice sounded behind Luminas, and the death lord, who was immersed in her role as commander and having a good time, froze for a moment. She took off the red captain's cap on her head, and then Turning around to look at Dai Lin, and returning the hat to him, she explained with some embarrassment:

Uh, I picked up this hat by accident...

Um?

Dai Lin looked at the red captain's hat in Luminas's hand. It was the status symbol of the fleet commander. It was stored in a fixed place on the battleship, and it was impossible for it to be misplaced. Eyes, pretending to be puzzled, said:

Find it?

Okay, I admit it, I took it out of the closet.

Luminas shrugged and said to Dailin:

It's a beautiful hat...

Then it's for you, ma'am, it's a very picky hat...but I have to say, you're a good fit for it.

Dai Lin seemed to be in a good mood. He stretched out his hand, signaling that Luminas didn't need to feel embarrassed by this, and the death lord lady who received the gift happily put the really beautiful captain's hat on her head. She made a few gestures commonly used by captains, and then looked back at the sea demon king. She had never seen Dai Lin like this before.

The sea demon king stood on the side of the ship, straightened his waist, like a banner, very much like those old gentlemen who still lived in the previous era. He looked at the Dead Sea shrouded in gray mist in front of him. On the surface of the sea without waves and storms, a bright light shone in his always indifferent eyes:

The sea of ​​Azeroth has no secrets for me, but you see, there is still a strange ocean in this world that I can explore. For a captain, for the king of the sea, it is still Is there anything better than this?

Maybe.

Luminas reached out and brushed the captain's hat on her head. She turned her head and looked towards the distance on the sea. The new continent looming in the gray mist was the destination marked on the chart provided by Bwonsamdi. Hela's hell abyss, where the dead world is located.

There will be today's battlefield!

The battlefield of the gods of death!

Get ready, Lord Luminas!

With Dai Lin's hands behind his back, he turned and walked towards the cabin. He said:

Soon, it's time for you to play...

The death lord nodded, she stroked her death sword, she whispered:

Of course, the land is our battlefield, and I will not disappoint Tyrion's trust, but I have a small question, Your Excellency Dai Lin, I am participating in this battle for the integrity of my soul, what about you? You actually You don't need to participate in this war... After all, your soul is complete.

Oh, this one.

Dai Lin touched his perfectly repaired beard, and he said casually:

I heard that Hela has a keel warship named Nagfar, maybe...

It qualifies, to be my latest favorite...

Tomorrow the update will start! 25 chapters a day, I wish you all a happy reading! I also have the audacity to ask for a ticket. This book has already begun to finish, and it is estimated that it will be only 1 or 2 months. If you don’t ask, there will be no chance, so! monthly pass! I need to! Please give me all the monthly tickets! ! !