Azeroth’s Death Track

A well-thought-out plan falls into the hands of a group of fighters with strong execution ability. It only takes a short time for it to become a real reality. No matter how crazy or evil the plan is, it will be destroyed by all. Little by little.

Two days later, the repair of the Fel Hammer was barely completed, and the damage caused by the two crashes of the spaceship had been repaired. Things, even with the participation of enough Gan'erge demon artisans, it can't be completed in just a few days.

But fortunately, in the various plans of the Dark Alliance, it is not very necessary for the void engine of the Fel Hammer to be fully operational. In the early wars, this ship served as a troop transport ship and a carrier for passing through the star gates. The role of these warriors from Azeroth doesn't even need the ship's weapon system to be intact, because they don't plan to fight the Star Wars with the devil at all.

The shelling battle between the starships is not something that the natives of Azeroth can handle. For them, even if there are enough starships, it will definitely end up as a team-hopping battle in the interstellar world.

So don't worry so much, just happily fight the land war with the demons.

click

With a soft bang, the last metal tank filled with a dark green strange liquid was stuffed into the weapon projection port on the lowest deck of the spaceship. In the past 2 days, the demon artisans have slightly modified these projection ports, These metal cans are forcibly fixed on the weapon excuse with silly, black and thick metal parts, and two suspension systems are added here to prevent these dangerous cans from being crushed by the huge pressure when the spaceship passes through the portal .

Thassarian and Koldira led two teams of death knights to guard the entrance of the spaceship's lower deck. Before reaching Niscala, no living beings were allowed to enter here.

And these two old knights of the Order knew better than anyone how powerful the plague they had concocted was.

According to the parameters of the plague weapons of the Dark Blade Legion, the deadly toxin and psychic potion mixed in the dark green liquid generally account for about 20% of the total liquid, which is enough to ensure that after the plague spreads, it will kill everyone. A life and resurrect it as a walking corpse, but that is the standard of life in Azeroth.

Now they have to face the demons. The physical qualities of the demons are stronger than the life of Azeroth. Therefore, when the death knights and liches concocted the plague, they increased the lethal toxin content to 45%. The content of psychic potions has been increased to 20%, and under the advice of the professional opinions of the warlocks, they have added a lot of strange things to these liquids, making it a mixed soup of various toxins .

This is also impossible. Demons generally have strong resistance to fire and toxins. Without a little extra effort, there is really no way to break through their insane immune system.

After the final finished product appeared, and the live experiment was done with the demonic prisoners from Dreadscar Rift, Thassarian, who presided over the experiment, gave this enhanced version of the undead plague a terrible name... Demon Buster 3000!

The reason why it is 3000 instead of 2000 is because there are more than 3000 substances in this liquid that are harmful to life.

It is no exaggeration to say that these terrible and deadly things are enough to poison the dead again!

I said, if we bring this thing back to Azeroth...

The high elf death knight who was inspecting the warehouse, carrying a heavy sniper rifle and wearing a black gas mask said to his good friend:

This barrel of plague is enough to destroy a city. The power of this thing is really insane.

Shut up!

Thassarian, who is also wearing a gas mask, can still recall the scene he saw yesterday, the horrors of those infested demon prisoners after transformation, even made the unsympathetic Death Knight feel a burst of shock Han, he waved his hand a little unappetizingly, and said in a low voice:

You dare to bring this thing back to Azeroth, I dare say, the moment you step out of the portal, you will be hacked to death by Tyrion who came personally... That guy will not allow this thing to appear In our hometown.

That's what worries me.

Kurtira brushed her long gray and smooth hair, and said to Thassarian:

I can't trust those warlocks, their brains...are a bit problematic, have the parameters and blueprints of the plague been destroyed?

don’t worry!

Thassarian nodded and said to his brother:

The whole process was prepared by our people. They just made some suggestions. It is better to keep this dangerous thing in our hands, but you don't need to worry too much. There is no special frequency of death energy to catalyze it. Even if they Even with the blueprints, we can’t create such a plague.”

Drip, drip, drip

While the two were talking, the white flashing lights on the warehouse wall suddenly changed to green, flashing continuously, and beeping warning sounds, which meant that the spaceship was about to retract its landing gear and enter a floating state.

Thassarian and Kuldeira quickly walked to a row of seats by the wall, and fixed their bodies with metal safety belts. The spaceships of the demons didn't pay attention to the comfort of the passengers, and they were durable. At the same time, there will be violent and terrifying vibrations. If they are not fixed, these death knights will be thrown against the wall the moment the spaceship takes off.

I heard that the set of fel energy star gates created by the warlocks has a one-third chance of failure.

Thassarian was a little nervous, he subconsciously grasped the handrail, he said:

Maybe in the next moment, we will be thrown into the sun and burned to ashes.

This gesture made Koldira, who was sitting beside him, a little amused, and the high elf whispered:

What? Are you scared?

As he spoke, he put his left hand on Thassarian's right hand, looked at his brother, and said softly:

Don't be afraid, no matter what it is, we will face it together.

Well

This very gay speech made the human death knight twist his body a little uneasy, but he did not shake off Kurtira's hand. , Straight into the shock of the soul, Thassarian subconsciously clenched Kurdilla's hand, and he whispered in a somewhat unlucky voice:

If only you were a woman...

Koltira shrugged, and the big-hearted high elf death knight responded:

But I'm a man... What, have you fallen in love with me? You have to know that in the culture of the high elves, we don't really reject spiritual love between the same sex...

Shut up! Bastard!

swish

During the daily quarrel between the two, a green light irradiated the entire spaceship, and in the light curtain filled with fel energy, the spaceship full of dark warriors and dangerous plagues seemed to be thrown into the raging waves of the sea , while tumbling, quickly disappeared into the light curtain of the fel energy star gate.

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Niscala, a broken world.

The environment here is almost exactly the same as the Dreadscar Rift, but its area is much larger than the Dreadscar Rift, like a mountain suspended among the lonely stars.

This Broken World has more demons than the Dreadscar Rift, and what makes it different from the Dreadscar Rift is that there is a rare green sun in the star area where it is located.

It was a sun heavily polluted by evil energy. It stands to reason that after being eroded by such a huge amount of evil energy, this sun should gradually go out, but it didn't. After a series of unknown transformations, this very The young sun turned into this ghostly appearance, and miraculously stabilized, continuing to radiate its own light and heat.

Of course, this kind of sunlight itself contains terrifying evil energy radiation. Even if normal people come here, within a few years, there will be signs of demonization.

Niscala is very close to one of the new home planets of the Nathrezim demons. The meaning of its existence is the outpost set up by the great demon Kil'jaeden to monitor the undead dreadlords. There are a large number of demons here. The pressure on the dreadlord civilization is maintained.

Nathrezim demons are indeed powerful and cunning, but power often means few in number, and their reproduction is also very difficult, because the number of female dreadlords is really...too few.

From the birth of the Dread Demon King civilization to the present, there seems to be a curse blessing on this unique demon civilization. The number of women in this race has always remained at about 10% of the total population, and the female Dread Demon King can only give birth once in a lifetime, never increasing , does not decrease, which means that out of 10 Dreadlords, only one can successfully reproduce.

Therefore, in order to protect their own civilization from collapsing, the ancestors of Nathrezim set up shackles in their bloodlines. The dread demon kings could not kill each other, and they could not even hurt each other.

Now the Nathrezim are scattered on the three home planets among the stars. This is also a helpless move. Considering the power of Niscala and Knossos, once the two sides turn against each other, it will be difficult for that planet to resist the army of fraudsters. Under pressure, after the disappearance of Casanatir, Tichondrius, the first lord who took over, surrendered to the fraudsters. A large part of the reason was due to the pressure of racial survival.

From this point of view, the fear demon kings are actually quite miserable.

swish

Today's Niscala is not a special day. The demons on this broken land are bustling with nothing to do as usual. Except for some demons who specialize in maintaining the demon fleet in the starport, the other bastards are just messing around. Anyway, the lives of demons are generally very long, and it is not a big problem to waste a day or two.

And the business of some demon taverns in Niscala is also very good. In short...everything is calm until amidst a flash of green light, a main demon battleship suddenly appears in the sky above the land of Niscala.

I'll stress it one last time!

On the bridge of the Fel Hammer, the fully armed Lord Kur'taz shouted to the warriors of the entire spaceship who were ready to go through a loudspeaker:

The plagues that are about to be released are fatal to any life! But they will be quickly diluted to a concentration that life can withstand in about 10 minutes after they are released, at any time! Don't take off the gas mask, protect it like you protect life!

People who are stabbed by the devil immediately call the battleship to teleport. The plague can be spread not only through breathing, but also through blood. Don't charge blindly!

The Order Death Knights will enter the battlefield for the first time, opening the way to the depths of Niscala for you!

You are not allowed to act casually! You are not allowed to leave the planned battle zone! You are not allowed to touch any demons infected and killed! You are not allowed to eat anything on this land! Including magic energy crystals!

Finally! Remember!

If you are unfortunately infected, kill yourself as quickly as possible. The soul stones you carry with you will store your souls... If anyone finds that someone around you is infected, stab him immediately! Do you understand?

The dwarf's broken voice echoed throughout the spaceship, and the great warlock Kel'Thuzad standing behind Kurtaz put a mask on his face, and complained to Illidan who was also wearing a gas mask beside him:

These dead people really shouldn't be allowed to make a pre-war declaration...Look at what he said, it knocked down the morale of the soldiers!

But it's necessary!

Illidan responded in a low voice, and then under the gaze of Kurtaz, the human warlock Kanrethad and the undead warlock Ubeka stood in front of the control console of the spaceship, and put two specially-made The key was inserted into the panel of the weapon projection system, and the two looked at each other. After the grand warlock's calm countdown, Ubeka nodded. The next moment, the two keys were twisted outward at the same time.

Crack!

On the lower deck of the spaceship, Thassarian, who had just unfastened his seat belt, heard a crisp sound. He raised his head and looked at the weapon projection holes not far away. Quickly opens in the middle, like a live lever.

The metal cabin under the lower deck was slowly opened outwards, and the demons on the land of Niscala were still looking blankly at the weird spaceship and the exposed under the spaceship, densely packed, fixed on the lower deck of the spaceship black metal cans on.

The shocking green skull logo was drawn on the surface of those jars, but unfortunately, the danger warning logo commonly used in Azeroth was not understood by the demons.

Swish Swish Swish

A few seconds later, as the Fel Hammer slowly accelerated in the air, the fully opened metal canisters fixed to the weapon projection holes were thrown to the ground below one by one.

Under the traction of artificial gravity, those black jars traced a parabolic trajectory in the air. Amidst the slightly surprised screams of the demons in Niscala, the first jar slammed on the roof of a demon tavern. superior.

The sturdiness of the demons' buildings is really amazing. Such a metal tank falling from the sky failed to smash the roof of the tavern, but after the tank broke, the cloudy dark green liquid splashed like a smashed orange. Like juice, it spewed out in all directions, as if it had bathed the roof of the tavern.

And those liquids began to vaporize the moment they came into contact with the air. Those weird, strange dark green mist were suspended in the midair 3 meters above the ground. The ground below the mallet spaceship was quickly and completely covered by dark green poisonous mist, and the shadowy figures of those demons could still be seen from high in the sky.

They were supposed to be terrifying creatures representing destruction and death, but at this moment, seeing them struggling and begging for their lives in the poisonous fog, Lord Kurtaz standing on the bridge couldn't bear it. He made a religious gesture on his chest, don't forget, before he became a death knight, he was a paladin lord.

This scene was watched by the great warlock, and Kel'Thuzad laughed softly and said:

What? Mr. Kurtaz, are demons worthy of pity and salvation? You should know that demons are creatures that don't cry...

I'm not praying for them.

Kurtaz glanced at Kel'Thuzad, and said:

I'm praying for us, warriors who fight monsters, should always be vigilant so that they don't become monsters...

And today, we have lost some of our humanity.

The conversation between the two made Illidan, who drew out his war blade, sneer. The demon hunter turned his head and asked in a low voice:

human nature?

Can that thing help you win the war?