Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 227 28. Watchers and Druids [98100]

In the fourth year of the establishment of the Dark Blade Knights, high-level death knights are no longer as rare as they used to be.

However, in order to be promoted to a high level among the ever-larger number of undead legions, the assessment requirements that must be passed are also more stringent. In the past year, the lower-level death knights who have met the promotion requirements must enter the dangerous Gorgrond alone. In one day, bring back the corpses of more than 20 ogre barbarians to be awarded the title of high-ranking knight.

And becoming a high-level death knight is not just about improving status. At present, the Dark Blade Knights have formed their own system for how to use death energy, and those complicated and cumbersome necromancer runes, after taking over the shadow After the knowledge left by the Yue clan, the use of necromantic runes has also been improved several levels.

Only after becoming a high-level knight, these powers will be open to the death knight, and most importantly, the Dark Blade Knights are very strict in monitoring the thinking of the death knight, and the lower-level knights will not be allowed to immerse themselves too much in the past. In memory, this is to prevent the weak ones from getting lost in death, and only high-ranking knights are allowed to have complete freedom of thought.

That is the freedom to let go, as long as they are not driven mad by the past, high-ranking death knights can do whatever they want.

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The screams of the paladins resounded on the battlefield, and being besieged by four high-ranking death knights at the same time, even Grand Vindicator Maraad was in a hurry, let alone an elf paladin?

Although Erics is very skilled in martial arts and is very experienced in using the power of the Holy Light, he still looks too immature in the face of the high-level combat power of the Dark Blade Knights. These high-level knights are on the battlefield against demons. Each of the survivors was a true veteran of hundreds of battles, and the unique spiritual link of the death knight also made their cooperation almost perfect.

Only less than 3 minutes into the battle, the head of the horse under Alex's crotch was cut off, and the paladin rolled in the rain in embarrassment. On the other side of him, there was a sharp blade shining with the light of the undead rune, His body will be cut open almost in the next moment.

Alex!

General Danas yelled and wanted to rush over to save his adjutant, but he was blocked behind the front line by more and more berserk walking corpses. Three hours after the Dark Portal opened, the sea of ​​undead with a number of 50,000 people had completely disappeared. Formed, in this icy rain, the coalition forces of Draenei and humans are retreating step by step.

Maraad, save him!

Danas swung his battle ax and chopped off the head of the undead who was rushing towards him. He shouted at the Draenei grand garrison officer:

Please, save Alex!

The Alliance general knew that the Grand Vindicator was stronger than him, and in the face of such a request, Maraad couldn't just sit idly by. He swung his warhammer, and a bright light of judgment crossed the space of 30 meters, hitting the high the body of the super death knight, forcing him back, but this could not alleviate the mortal situation facing Alex, Maraad wanted to rush into the sea of ​​undead, but the next moment, the voice of the prophet was heard in the entire battlefield It rang in the ears of every soldier.

A big guy is about to rush out of the portal of darkness, get down! Get down!

The warning came so suddenly and strangely that many people didn't react, but the chief garrison lay down on the ground without thinking. The next moment, the whistling and frenzied dark storm came out from the light of the portal of darkness. Like a feather storm between heaven and earth, it swept across the craters and stations outside the portal of darkness.

The undead besieged on the edge of the battlefield seemed to be sucked into the most terrifying whirlwind of blades. Amidst the stinky blood splashing, their bodies were smashed into pieces by the wind blades, and even some unlucky alliance ghosts Was caught in the black storm.

In the storm, a monster like a gorgeous dark blue bird with feathers all over its body rushed out of the portal of darkness. It is 4 meters high, and its tail feathers and body are more than 7 meters long, just like a myth. Like the monster in .

Ansu! Why did it rush over?

The Prophet standing on the deck of the Forbidden Ship stared dumbfounded at the arakkoa's demigod escaping the Dark Portal. The next moment, he saw a dead gron striding out of the Dark Portal. This head was 7 meters high. , Half of his body was wrapped in metal, and the appearance of Goron with hideous black piercing on his arms and shoulders completely plunged the chaotic battlefield into dead silence.

When had the Union soldiers seen such a terrifying creature?

When the black death Goron roared, their bodies were trembling. Simply, the Goron King's target was not them, but the same huge bird.

Ansu...it's hunting Ansu!

Tyrion is crazy! He wants to kill this powerful demigod!

The Prophet clenched the staff in his hand, and he became more and more suspicious of what was going on in that death knight's mind, but the current situation could no longer allow the Prophet to hesitate any longer. Fighting against the King of Gron, the old demigod was obviously no match for Gruul, who had been strengthened by death. With its gorgeous feathers flying around and the blood of the demigod swaying everywhere, the aura of this demigod was also a little bit A little weaker.

But this scene also gave the Prophet an opportunity!

Ansu! Let's work together to repel these undead!

The Prophet swung his staff, and the bright holy light fell on the demigod's body, blocking Gruul's extremely violent heavy hammer bombardment for it. The wilderness demigod who fell into a desperate situation hesitated for a moment.

Gah! Good!

So the next moment, the prophet's voice sounded in the ears of Danath and Maraad again:

Back, let the soldiers back! The battle of the demigods is not for mortals to intervene! Withdraw to the fortress, Danas, I will stay and help Ansu!

boom boom boom

As the demigod waved his thick and short wings, a storm of wind blades mixed with black feathers swept across the entire battlefield at this moment, and the condescending prophet Velen also waved his staff, and a thick layer of holy light shrouded the battlefield. The path of the pursuing undead was completely blocked.

Danas Trollbane stood on the distant plain, looking at the portal of darkness that was completely blocked by the holy light. He could vaguely hear the unwilling roar of the blood mage, and the giant-like death. The earth trembled when the Colossus fought.

That's not an enemy they can fight right now...it's not.

Don't worry, Danas.

The tired grand garrison reached out and patted the shoulder of the Alliance general: We snatched the head of Gul'dan from Tyrion, and we can use it to close the portal of darkness in this world, and the support of the undead will be cut off. not coming.

Without the Skull of Gul'dan, and they have lost control of the Dark Portal, your world... is completely safe.

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And at the moment when Anzu, the demigod of Draenor, stepped through the Dark Portal, on another mysterious and barbaric continent of Azeroth, in the most mysterious valley in the world, some ancient sleepers Woke up.

The green grass is shady, the leaves are falling, and fresh life evolves in this fairyland-like valley. The elk strolling leisurely graze with their heads down. They are not afraid of the humanoid creatures coming and going around them. They know very well that these sharp Ears, elegant purple-skinned creatures, are their friends.

The night elves, a mysterious race, have lived here for 10,000 years in the valley of Mount Hyjal, and before the World Tree was planted, the elves ruled the entire world, even the ancient powerful The troll empire Zandalari also had to divide the boundaries of the world with them.

Of course, that was the era of the elf kingdom, and now it is the era of the night elves.

Nordrassil, the World Tree, was planted after the War of the Ancients. It is said that on the day the seed was planted, the World Tree was endowed with endless power by the guardian dragons. It protected the dark night Elves are not affected by time, as long as the world tree still exists, night elves are immortal.

This kind of life without worrying about the future has allowed the night elves to develop a leisurely, or lazy living habit. In their society, the pace of life is so slow that it is ridiculously slow, but among the night elves, there are still some mysterious things. The guy is even more keen on sleeping, and a single sleep can last for hundreds or even thousands of years.

Druids follow the way of nature and maintain the balance of nature. It is said that they originated from the wilderness demigods who roamed the land before the birth of civilization. Cenarius, the guardian of nature, passed on the power of nature to the night elves. , Those who accept this noble power are called druids.

In the society of night elves, moon god priests and druids are respected professions.

And druids like to sleep, this is not a bad habit, on the contrary, every time a druid falls asleep, he enters his soul into the mysterious and magnificent emerald dream, in that world that is said to be the dream of the world Here, everything is running perfectly. The deeper the connection with that dream, the more natural power the druids can use.

In the den of Mount Hyjal, a druid who had been sleeping for thousands of years frowned in his sleep, and with the vibration of his mind, the vegetation around his body grew rapidly, and then Withering at the same speed, it symbolizes the cycle of nature and the balance between life and death.

The dream...is shaking.

A voice like a dream sounded in the den:

A new demigod has appeared. It holds the power of storm and shadow... It comes from a foreign land, and its body is entwined with an ominous darkness...

hum

The pale green light shrouded the sleeping druid's body like a veil of light. It was soft, surging and powerful life force, as if awakened. After a while, the sleeping druid Yi opened his eyes.

Those were a pair of silver eyes. The moment he woke up, the entire den began to vibrate. It was the power that he could not adapt to the rapid growth after a long sleep, but soon, the power that was spreading everywhere was restrained. After getting up, the druid who was lying on the warm stone bed stood up. This was a night elf with a green beard, but surprisingly, there were some signs of animals on him.

His forehead has stag-like horns, under his arms are bright bird-like wings, and on top of his long beard, are covered with some flowers and plants like vines.

His upper body was naked, his stretched muscles were covered with light blue mysterious battle patterns, a white bearskin was wrapped around his waist, and his lower body was the leggings that druids often wear.

This attire was extraordinarily wild, but the druid exuded a very peaceful aura. He stood by the pool in the den and frowned as he looked at himself.

The power of the spirit of the beast is changing my body... I hope, I hope my beloved Tyrande will not hate me for it.

The druid smiled wryly for a moment. He stood up, moved his shoulders, and took a step forward. The pale green light wrapped around the druid's body, causing his body to change rapidly, in less than a second. In the middle, a lifelike huge crow appeared in the animal den, its eyes shone with wisdom, flapped between its wings, and briskly disappeared into the animal den.

Dreams are calling!

The huge crow flew over the lair of Mount Hyjal and headed towards the moonglade on the other side of the mountain. Where he flew, deep voices rang in the ears of every druid.

Wake up, nature walkers...the demigods of the wilderness need our strength...

On this day, the sleeping druids woke up one after another. They got enlightenment from the vibration of the Emerald Dream, and under the call of the archdruid Malfurion Stormrage, a group of powerful druids joined his team.

In the revelation from the awakened and the demigods of the wilderness, they are going to another continent in this world, where there is a powerful demigod waiting for the dream summon...

A wild demigod from another world.

However, before the druids set off, some compatriots who were hiding in the shadow of the elf civilization joined them for another reason. Malfurion did not refuse these uninvited top assassins.

Instead, he welcomes them on this excursion together.

At the moment when the druids stepped into the portal of the Emerald Dream, the warden Maiev who followed the archdruid clenched her fingers, and she swore silently in her heart.

Nasa, this time...I will definitely break the shackles of darkness and bring you back intact!