Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 184 22. Screamer Legion [55100]

The final battle of the Knights of the Dark Blade against the Spiers of Arak has begun.

The attack time is chosen on a moonless night, the dark clouds cover the sky, and there is no starlight, so that the earth is covered by the gauze of the night, which is a good time to infiltrate and fight, or the old-fashioned, undead infantry like the sea of ​​​​darkness And the walking corpses who were temporarily awakened rushed from all directions to the Ankarazi Crow's Nest, but the crow's nest was silent, like a place of death.

But the priests of the Crowpaw were very calm. Behind them were hundreds of solemn and quiet high-ranking arakkoa. Their bodies were somewhat stiff, but their eyes shone with a sharp light that did not belong to this bad era.

boom

The moment the first skeleton with a bone knife and round shield walked into the crow's nest, a mass of purple flames hit its body, destroying the fragile body of bones in an instant, and the flames that lit up in the dark night , Just like the signal to start the war, the next moment, those high-ranking arakkoa rushed out of the crow's nest under the leadership of the leader, and a sudden gust of wind howled at this moment.

swish

A dark storm swept in, like sharp scars plowed on the ground. As the bricks and stones flew, the necromancer infantry along the way were involved. Between the sharp blades, their bodies were cut with their weapons. Well, the skeletons are okay, when those undead with bodies were cut open, the stinky blood scattered on the ground, making the chaotic battlefield experience even worse.

Those were strange warriors who had hidden their bodies in the storm. They walked briskly, as if they were walking against the wind. Their bodies could barely be seen in the blurred figures. The sharp aura that enveloped those dead bodies was far away It is not comparable to the high-ranking arakkoa who have become bandits today.

Terok! Terok!

The fallen arakkoans watched their undead show their might, and they regained their courage after being terrified by the death knights. They screamed and roared a certain name, and they followed those who were released from the kingdom of the dead. Behind the warriors, he sprinkled his stagnant hatred and anger on the densely packed undead infantry in front of him.

The shadow magic that the fallen crows are good at screams and smashes into the sea of ​​undead, and each joint attack will take away the bodies of dozens of undead infantry, but in the face of a huge sea of ​​undead, such an attack cannot hinder this at all. The tide of death is advancing.

What's more, the fallen arakkoa have no concept of formation, they rushed out in a panic, and within 3 minutes, the arakkoa who rushed out blindly were beaten back, and the undead like the ocean moved forward silently, marching Without saying a word, it was almost suffocating.

Gah!

A sharp hiss resounded in the darkness, spreading throughout the crow's nest of Ankarazi, as if the general had issued a new order, those high-ranking arakkoa warriors criss-crossing in the sea of ​​undead waved their wings violently, in the mysterious Led by their leader, they flew into the air and formed a new encirclement circle around the crow's nest of Ankaraz. The power of the high-ranking arakkoa to manipulate the wind was gathered together and deployed as a means of defense.

Whirring whirring

The pillar of storm rolled up from the ground formed a solid wind wall almost instantly, just like the wind blades arranged together, any necromancer infantry who approached this wall would be chopped by the wind blade, and the fallen crow People are entrenched behind the wind wall, wantonly throwing dark magic on the heads of the undead infantry. These depraved arakkoans, who were driven into a desperate situation, with the cooperation of those mysterious fighters, unexpectedly withstood the pressure of the undead sea for a while. attack.

And all of this was seen by the death lords standing on the distant hillside.

Mr. Saurfang, what do you think of those high-ranking arakkoa who suddenly appeared?

Yrel asked the silent death lord beside her, with a hint of respect in her tone.

She had witnessed the entire process of Saurfang joining the Dark Blade Knights. Before the Dark Portal, this brave orc was willing to die for his own glory. The peace and questioning before death also made Drey The Death Knight feels the same way.

Even though Yrel has a strong dislike for all orcs, at least she can't hate the real warrior in front of her.

Their bodies carry the souls of warriors...

Saurfang didn't show much emotion for this respect. He died in the world of Draenor, where there is no Hell Abyss, so his soul is also complete, and he did not reject Tyrion's soul Recruiting, like fulfilling a promise, joined the Dark Blade Knights.

But after his death, he became taciturn. Except for Glokush, who was also an orc, it was basically difficult for others to communicate with him.

At this time, the orc warlord was wearing the black heavy armor of the dark blade knight, and some black rose carvings were carved on the surface of the heavy armor. Straight, with the spine battle ax he used to carry on his back.

This hideous weapon was added with some black steel and engraved with necromantic runes. Just like its owner, it also ushered in a new life.

And under the full-face horned battle helmet, there is a pair of indifferent blue eyes. In the darkness, he looked at the arakkoa warriors who rolled up the storm. He said with some hesitation:

When I followed the tribe to attack the Tongtian Peak, I saw such warriors...they guarded around the high priest of the sun of the arakkoa, and they could not retreat in the face of several times the orcs. They were the last elite army of the arakkoa. And now...look at their posture when they slaughtered, they are as strong as a strong wind, and they are as silent as a calm wind when they walk.

If this is the trump card of the fallen arakkoa, then it is really difficult for us to capture this crow's nest. Those weird souls are real fighters, and they are very difficult to deal with.

Just like us?

Yrel frowned and asked, Saurfang nodded, and the next moment, the death knight drew out his battle ax and strode forward:

But there are too few of them! We only need to defeat the strongest soul among them...

Wait! Mister Saurfang.

Yrel hurriedly stopped the fighting orcs, she said softly: This time we only need to control the battlefield, and the other legion will carry out the attack.

Another legion?

Saurfang turned his head, a trace of doubt flashed in his blue eyes:

The garrison of Hellfire Peninsula?

No!

Just as Yrel was about to answer, a sound similar to the cry of a storm sounded in the dark sky behind her. The whistling noise was like thousands of birds flapping their wings across the sky, Saurfang He also raised his head, and in the dark sky, thousands of high-ranking arakkoa flapped their wings across the sky, and this dense black light spot almost occupied most of the sky.

They hold the wing blades with engraved runes in both hands, and wear light armor dyed black on their bodies. A dim and icy red light shines in the eyes of the birds.

And around the sudden appearance of the arakkoa, there are dozens of huge ravens. The thick breath of death is entwined on the bodies of these giant beasts. Between their feathers, which are as hard as steel, there are dancing lights belonging to the undead. Black gloss.

And at the very front, on top of the armored blue raven, stood a fully armed female arakkoa. She wore a dim sun crown and held two dark golden slender wing blades at her waist. While the blue feathers fluttered in the wind, her eyes looked at the ground indifferently, and the resurrected arakkoa warriors stood behind her. In the howling wind, the former last princess was like Like a queen who reigns over the sky.

They will be in charge of the attack!

Yrel turned to Saurfang and said, The Flying Darkblade...Screamer.

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Queen Lacey stood on top of her raven's head. She looked at Ankaraz's nest hidden in the dark forest, and at the crows who were screaming loudly in the dark.

The feathers of the fallen arakkoa are dim and full of dark power. Their bodies are distorted by the cursed blood, their wings have shrunk, and their bodies have become obese and unable to fly in the sky. The originally noble souls have also become hazy and sneaky in the torment of darkness. , Ugly and crazy, disgusting from the bottom of my heart.

The entanglement of the three wilderness demigods of the arakkoa has torn apart the arakkoa civilization in such a cruel way. After the fall of the sacred Tongtian Peak, the arakkoa has no future.

Look, the living sin crawls across the dark earth, trampling the last glory of the arakkoa in the mud...

Queen Laixi intertwined her hands and pulled out the dark golden wing blade around her waist. She raised her left hand like an order, and the death crows flying behind stopped in the sky. The next moment, the queen's wing blade Pointing fiercely at the ground, her hoarse shriek echoed across the dark sky.

Unforgivable! Unforgivable! Unforgivable! The spirit of Rukhmar is watching us...

Kill them all!

Quack quack quack

The death arakkos let out cruel hisses. The resurrected soul longed for destruction and killing, and the death energy in the newly pure body was guided out and wrapped around the sharp wing blades. The moment the spirit rune was ignited, the death crows who folded their wings and smashed into the ground like meteors from the sky instantly set off a storm!

Storms of shadow and frost falling from the sky!

The scene of thousands of dead arakkoa smashing into Ankaraz's nest at the same time is shocking. Like a swarm of meteors falling from the sky, the wind blades wrapped around the wings of the arakkoa easily cut through the forest covering the ground. After the air raid tactics that the arakkoa guards were best at 600 years ago were completed, the forest around the crow's nest of Ankaraz has been completely razed.

Even the ground was covered with a layer of white frost from the flying wind blades. In this cold night, the temperature dropped sharply again.

This wave of blows from the sky shattered the confidence of the fallen arakkoa once again. Although the crow claw priests were unwilling to fail and manipulated the awakened undead warriors to fight back, the fallen arakkoa at the bottom had already Having lost their last hope and courage, facing the arakkoa screechers with dark red eyes and frost storms all over their bodies, they could only scream and flee in all directions.

And when the undead arakko who caused the storm were recalled, the wall of wind that hindered the undead infantry also collapsed. After the screamers of the Dark Blade Knights defeated the defense of the fallen arakko, the undead infantry They rushed into the crow's nest of Ankarazi without any hindrance, and began to brutally strangle these fallen arakko who were stubbornly fighting.

Those returning undead arakkoa were stopped in the air by the arakkoa of the Screamer Legion, and the cruel and deadly storm hunt started in the darkness.

Clang, clang

The crisp clashing sound of weapons rang out over the crow's nest, and Queen Leixi, who had just blown and killed three undead arakkoa, suddenly turned her head, and stepped back in the strong wind with her arms crossed.

This is a standard aerial assassination!

The queen flapped her wings to maintain her balance. Opposite her was the death arakkoa holding a wing blade, no different from other death arakkoa, but Leixi could feel a strange familiarity.

Who are you!

Leixi clenched the dark golden wing blade, and questioned in the sky, but the death arakkoa facing her didn't say a word, he just waved his left hand, and the entangled storm roared, and the next second, the wind blades staggered and slashed Xiang Leixi, the Queen of Claws dodged lightly like an elf in the wind, and the wind blade scraped her body and slashed to the ground.

bang bang bang

The thatched huts on the ground were shredded by the wind blade, and three ravines were plowed on the ground. Lei Xi narrowed her eyes, and she quickly set up her weapon. Wingblade was blocked by his own weapon, and in the intersecting sparks, the Claw Queen was knocked back again.

clang clang clang clang

Two gusts of wind swept two mighty warriors, fighting back and forth in the air, the arakkoa on the ground couldn't even see their movements clearly, they could only see sparks constantly shining in the sky, that was the collision of weapons between the rays.

This kind of fatal battle every second is extremely deadly. The storm wrapped around the body will accelerate the attack of the arakkoa to the point that an ordinary person cannot react at all. One's own fighting instinct to deal with.

Queen Lacey was the best arakkoa hunter and fighter of her time, but even so, when facing this strange opponent, under the opponent's fierce attack, she could only choose passive defense. This is a stronger opponent than her. The Stormtrooper.

puff

The dark wing blade brushed Laixi's neck between the gaps, and the blue feathers mixed with blood flew in the air. The Claw Queen quickly backed away, dodging the opponent's combo, she stretched out her claw-like fingers, He touched the blood on his neck.

Just a little bit short, she will be beheaded by this weird arakkoa in front of her.

But that familiar feeling became more and more clear during the battle, until when the iconic beheading wind blade was swung just now, a name appeared in Laixi's mind.

It's you! King of Claws, Terokk, only you can perfectly gather the storm on the sharp blade, and only you can perform such a perfect beheading, those bastards still summoned you back from the kingdom of death. ..they are damned!

The dark red death energy wrapped around Leixi's injured neck, and she held the slender wing blade again. She looked at the silent arakkoa in front of her, and a trace of pain flashed in her eyes.

It's hard to imagine our reunion in 600 years like this, but I always wanted to ask you, those Hagar priests kidnapped me and persecuted me, when my broken body fell helplessly on the cursed When you are on the ground...where are you, the mighty you?

my father!