Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 197 35. Fortress hanging in the sky 【68100】

The collapse of Shadowmoon Valley is still going on, and the ground is being pulled away layer by layer in the violent vibrations, as if in space without gravity, those huge rocks are suspended above the ground, forming a strange scene. scene.

The good news is that after the addition of the elemental spirits, the earthquake spreading from the underground of Shadowmoon Valley to the whole world was forcibly stopped, and the scope of the earthquake was confined to the underground of Shadowmoon Valley. The crashes won't stop.

The digital naaru of the world of Draenor gathered at the edge of Shadowmoon Valley. They live in this world, and naturally they don't want to see it fall apart. They gather their own power of holy light and submit it to the manipulation of Prophet Velen. , It took several days to barely arrange a layer of shining golden enchantment in the sky of Shadowmoon Valley, making up for the completely torn space around the Eye of the Void bit by bit.

The gap in that space is essentially a conflict of magic power, that is to say, as long as the source of magic power is cut off, it will heal itself sooner or later.

But the bad news is that the arrival of that day is estimated to be calculated in years, and the existence of this eye of the void is a great threat to the world of Draenor. The space barrier will remain in a collapsed state.

In this state, no matter it is demons or other mysterious and weird creatures, they can easily cross the barrier of space and land on the land of Draenor world. Demons have been peeping at this world, so this is bad The future made everyone, including Velen, feel heavy.

The demons are coming... and they are sure to come!

Maraad, let our people prepare.

Velen looked at the eye of the void shining like a disaster in the sky, he clenched the staff of the Redeemer in his hand, and said in a deep voice:

The Draenei and the demons will eventually have a battle, and we paid such a heavy price to keep the integrity of the world of Draenor. This world will become the eternal home of the Draenei. We bring to the orcs and this world The pain and disaster, we will repay with our own hands!

This time...we won't escape!

Obey! Master Prophet!

Grand Vindicator Maraad stretched out his hand and patted the breastplate full of reverence. This brave warrior clenched the weapon in his hand, his eyes were full of burning fighting intent.

The draenei have been fleeing the stars for 25,000 years, and he's had enough!

They will fight the demons here to the end, either you die, or I die!

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The Prophet's decision to resolutely resist the coming demons was not out of a moment of anger or impulsiveness. This wise old man keenly felt the persistence of the Dark Blade Knights. It is not difficult to judge in his head full of wisdom. It can be seen that if the death knights will also resolutely resist the demons, the weak Draenei may not necessarily lose.

The war potential of the Knights of the Dark Blade has been demonstrated in more than a year of conquest, and for the Prophet, his people urgently need a victory to inspire their will.

Deep in Velen's heart, he had always had an idea, and he didn't tell anyone.

Azeroth...the world that is connected to the fate of Draenor, the world that defeated the Burning Legion 10,000 years ago, there...maybe there is the future destination of the Draenei, but at least in Now, they still need to hold on in Draenor.

Even if the cunning rabbit prepares three kilns for emergencies, how can a wise prophet be worse than a cunning rabbit?

Of course, Tyrion didn't know that a leader had bet on him and his death knights. He was standing on the platform of the Dark Temple after the disaster, watching the Hellfire Peninsula being torn apart. The tragic situation of a small half split.

Wait, isn't the Dark Temple in Shadowmoon Valley? How can one see how bad things are in Hellfire Peninsula?

It's simple...it flies!

The huge dark temple is like a city suspended in the sky. With the support of sufficient magic power provided by the Eye of Dalaran, it slowly moves towards the sky of Hellfire Peninsula.

More than half of the city was destroyed in the collapse of Shadowmoon Valley, and the only thing left now is the inner palace that was tightly protected during the collapse of the earth. This is what the Dark Blade Knights have been preparing for over a year. one thing.

The dark warlocks don't have the ability to levitate the entire dark temple, but it's not a big problem to make half of the temple's buildings covered with flying and levitating spells.

In the next few years, Dalaran, the city of mages that has been breached many times, will be transformed into a city suspended in the sky by those wise archmages. What human mages can do, elf mages can naturally do. Most importantly, when Nasa and the watchmen used Ner'zhul to break into Karazhan, the books secretly brought back from Karazhan's great library also provided enough design ideas.

The collapse of Shadowmoon Valley made the plan of the Flying Fortress come true ahead of schedule. To be honest, the suspended Dark Temple is only a semi-finished product. It does not have the conditions for fast flight at all, and the magic power conduction is also very poor. It can only be suspended. , but the worst time has passed, there is plenty of time left for Seven and Autumn to continue to perfect the suspension circle of the Dark Temple.

What are you doing here alone?

A hoarse voice sounded behind Tyrion, with a hint of teasing: Do you patrol your own territory as a king?

There was a faint smile on the corner of the death knight's mouth. He opened his arms and embraced the woman who came behind him. He lowered his head and kissed the fragrant hair, and replied in a hollow voice:

I'm just watching.

Alleria, who was hugged in her arms, blinked, and a trace of doubt flashed in her blood-red eyes. She turned her head and let the cold wind blow her into long dark golden hair. She saw Looking at the torn ground below the platform, the blood-red lips moved:

What are you looking at? I don't see anything.

Tyrion hugged his lost and found lover tightly, and whispered in her ear:

I'm looking at those losers, how painful it is after the illusion of fate is broken...

On the ground obliquely below the Black Temple, Khadgar stood blankly on the edge of the torn ground. In front of him was the alliance base that was completely destroyed by the earthquake. After the earthquake subsided, it became a large The cemetery is covered with dense tombstones, and at least one third of them are clothes tombs.

The disaster that happened a few days ago was so fast that the alliance soldiers couldn't react at all. In the earthquake and mountain shaking disaster, more than 1,000 people died on the spot, and their bones were even buried in the cracked ground. Under the earth, it was burned to ashes in the scorching magma, and there were no real bones left.

The remaining soldiers fled in a hurry, but in the disaster of the collapse of the world, how many people can survive?

After the elemental spirits and the naaru worked together to stop the disaster, the entire barren Hellfire Peninsula has been torn apart by a third, and the rubble is suspended under the cliff at the end of the land. The oceans were all sinking because of the collapse of the earth, and because of the influx of sea water after the Shadowmoon Valley was stripped away.

The sea level has dropped by at least 5 meters, and the original location of Shadowmoon Valley has been completely submerged by the influx of sea water. The Spiers of Arak lost one-fifth of its border, and the overhanging fort on the edge of Nagrand was completely torn apart. When the disaster happened, the death knight Glokush was resurrecting the ogre warrior in the ruins, and the ground carrying the overhanging fort was not cracked, and the old knight regained his life.

The worst thing is Gorgrond. The battle between Deathwing and Gruul, two monsters who can manipulate the power of the earth, made the pillars of the earth in the north of Gorgrond weak. During the earthquake, one-third of the wilderness in the north of Gorgrond collapsed in an instant, and the remaining ones were almost submerged by the soaring sea water, becoming a swampy country.

The Farland Peninsula, which is isolated overseas, was cut open by the earthquake, but it was probably the result of plate movement, which brought the peninsula closer to the edge of Gorgrond, and Frostfire Ridge, where the orcs were exiled, was the only It has to be said that an undamaged area is a miracle. Perhaps the ancestors that the orcs believed in were indeed protecting them in the dark.

In short, although this major earthquake is not as terrible as the previous collapse of the world, it can indeed be called a world disaster.

Khadgar, it's time to go.

General Danas, with a bandaged arm, walked behind the archmage. He looked at the densely packed tombstones in front of him. The griffin rescued him from the cracks in the ground. I am afraid that one of these tombstones belongs to him.

Danas, you say...do you think we have won?

Khadgar didn't look back, but asked in a dead voice:

The death knights returned the Book of Medivh and the Staff of Sargeras, and allowed us to close the Dark Portal completely, but... But are we really victorious?

This question made Danas frowned, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and said:

The strategic goals have basically been achieved, of course we have won, Khadgar, I know you are a person with rich feelings, but... don't think too much, let's go, go back to Azeroth, this world is not worth it anymore We miss it.

How can I not want to?

The archmage choked with sobs and bent down, kneeling on one knee in front of the tombstone in front of him. He stretched out his hand and stroked the tombstone in front of him. He said with difficulty:

I killed them, Danas, I was the real sinner, they didn't deserve to die, they could have gone back to their hometown alive and with honor, but I...I killed them.

Danas sighed, he stepped forward, put his hand on Khadgar's shoulder, and said softly:

Don't think so, Khadgar, that dragon, that damned dragon...Even if you don't cooperate with her, she will go her own way to do that thing, and we will suffer the same disaster, it's not yours wrong.

But I can't forgive myself, Danas!

The archmage tightly clasped the tombstone in front of him with his fingers. At the moment when the tears were falling, he gritted his teeth and said:

No matter how much I tell myself it's not my fault, I still have blood on my hands. They died because of me. They are my sins. I can't just leave.

General Danas frowned again. The continuous bad news he received today made him really unbearable. He cursed viciously:

So, you have to stay in this damn world too, right? You have to abandon us too!

Aurelia chose love between responsibility and love. She is a woman, and I don't blame her!

Turalyon chose faith between duty and faith. He's a paladin. I can't blame him!

And you? What reason did you leave? Tell me, Khadgar, tell me!

General Danas grabbed the mage's collar with one hand, looked at Khadgar's old and tired face, and asked angrily:

You coward, one failure broke you, you let me down! The world needs you, bastard... The draenei told us that demons are coming to this world, and their next target is ours The world...the world, we...we need you!

destiny!

Khadgar said this word, and Danas was stunned for a moment. He laughed back angrily and asked:

What fate? How come I don't know when you turned into a nagging prophet again?

I have seen the truth of destiny and the future, Danath...I have seen the shackles hanging over Azeroth, the disaster caused by Sephiel is not accidental...Believe me, in the past countless times , Such disasters have happened countless times, and all of this...behind all of this, there is a pair of hands manipulating it!

The archmage reached out and grabbed General Danas' wrist, he looked at Danas stubbornly, and said in a deep voice:

I saw it! I can't leave it alone... Do you understand? This is my responsibility! My mentor told me before he died that the future of Azeroth is doomed to be full of disasters, and now I fully understand what he meant .”

The emergence of these disasters, the occurrence of these disasters... This is man-made! Your life, your future, has been planned from the moment you were born, and so am I, Danas! We all Poor guy trapped in a time conspiracy...but I don't want to see that doomed dark future.

The archmage's fingers firmly clasped the general's wrist, Danas never knew that the mage in front of him was so powerful!

I want to uncover it myself!

Khadgar looked back in the direction of the Dark Portal. The scorching wind of the Hellfire Peninsula blew his robes. He closed his eyes and said in a deep voice:

Go back, Danath, go back to Azeroth, live well...I will stay here and close the Dark Portal, someday...someday I will save you...get you out of that damn Saved from your fate, let you be truly free!

I swear!