Azeroth’s Death Track

We must abandon Stormwind City and prepare for migration immediately...

In the King's Hall of Stormwind Fortress, invited by Countess Katerina, the nobles who came here were stunned to listen to the Countess's new proposal. Have you been frightened crazy by the undead?

Stormwind City has the power to protect us, Countess, your proposal is simply a fantasy.

Archbishop Benedictus lost his composure in a rare way. He stood up and yelled at the countess with a serious face:

Are you trying to persuade us to flee without fighting? Let His Majesty give up his people? Yes, Redridge Mountain and Duskwood have fallen, but with the help of the Draenei, our people have not suffered too much Loss, in East Valley, the kingdom's bravest soldiers and generals are setting up defense lines, I believe they can stop those undead... At least they can support the arrival of the empire's reinforcements!

The Duke of Bolvar, who has always been willing to support the Countess, also stated:

Katerina, I know you have been under a lot of pressure recently, but believe me, the reunited imperial army has set out, with the help of the human emperor, and with the entire human force united, we can win this battle A war!

The Duke whispered to the Countess beside him:

Don't worry, Katerina, don't worry, I will protect you.

The other nobles were not interested in this idea of ​​total evacuation either. The human kingdoms were scattered among each other, and a fixed circle of nobles had been formed in each country for hundreds of years. The industries of the great nobles of the Stormwind Kingdom were all in this country. , Once they leave here, it will be very difficult for them to find a place to stay in other kingdoms.

Therefore, it would be impossible for these nobles to leave Stormwind City if they were not faced with the fatal crisis of the orcs approaching the city a few years ago.

His Majesty the King, who has not spoken all the time, looks very haggard. Queen Tiffany's condition has not improved. The young king puts all his energy on his beloved, and now he really has no heart to deal with the affairs of the country.

And when the discussion of the nobles was a little quieter, Priest Chaldea, the priest who had not spoken, glanced at the countess with a frosty face. In his ears, the strange voice sounded again:

This is an anonymous follower of Tyrion, who will help these stupid humans in the future, but at least this time, she is serious, and she betrayed Tyrion for her own benefit...Little cutie, your stupid compatriots are still being deceived In the drum, I think, you should help her, it's for your own good.

The Chaldean priest hesitated for a moment, then stood up, and said to the other nobles in a magnetic voice:

Everyone, please be quiet. I believe Countess Katerina is a wise person. The judgments she has made in the past have proved this. Therefore, we should give her enough respect before criticizing the Countess's suggestions. At least let the countess tell her why she proposed to do so.

At the same time, the leader of SI:7, the master assassin, Mathias Shaw, looked at Chaldea and the countess suspiciously. This deep-minded assassin has reason to believe that these two people have their own secrets. secret.

The Privy Bishop's words made Archbishop Benedictus give him a hard look, but the Chaldean priest didn't seem to notice that the Privy Bishop, who was very close to the people and willing to help all believers, was growing in popularity among believers. Now, the priests of the Bright Cathedral are almost aware of the conflict between Benedictus and Chaldea.

The discussion among the nobles became quieter, and even King Varian turned his attention to Katerina. The frosty countess hesitated for a moment, and she sighed:

Every ancient aristocratic family has its own secrets, and the Prestor family is the same. I didn't want to disclose the secrets about the bloodline of the family, but at the moment of life and death of this country, I have to do so. I hope The ancestors can forgive me.

After finishing speaking, the countess stretched out her hand. Under the gaze of the nobles, black scales covered her arms. This scene caused many people to exclaim, and Duke Bolvar's eyes widened, and he subconsciously stood up. body.

Feeling those weird gazes, Countess Katerina smiled sadly, she looked at the unbelievable Duke Bolvar, a touch of pain appeared in her eyes just right, it was the pain of being despised by her lover, she slowly Putting up his sleeves, without looking at Bolvar, he said to the other nobles:

The Prestor family has been serving the Alliance since its birth, but my ancestors had an adventure that was unimaginable for humans thousands of years ago, before the empire was divided. Since that day, the blood of the black dragon has flowed in our veins... You should all have heard of the existence of dragonborn, and I, I am one of them.

The Prestor family has kept in touch with the black dragon hidden from history for generations. The world calls them evil, but the disaster of the black dragon originated from the king of the black dragon who betrayed the covenant of the dragon. And now, the black dragon king has long since fallen...Recently, some exiled black dragons are asking for asylum, and the Prestor family accepted them, and from them, I got an amazing news.

The countess' eyes collided with those of Mathias Shaw:

Master Shaw, I know that you have been secretly pursuing the secrets of the Prestor family. Today, I will share it. The black dragons were slaughtered...the ones who slaughtered them all came from the world of Draenor. Undead! Even the giant dragon can't stop them, how should the human kingdom preserve its own existence under the peak of the undead?

And more importantly... the forces of darkness have taken root in Stormwind City, the rebellion in Westfall! The fall of Redridge Mountain! The disaster in Nightshade! All of this, none of this is accidental!

The countess closed her eyes, recalling the information she had collected in the past, and finally, she chose a breakthrough point:

There are forces of undead in Stormwind City! And they are hiding in this city!

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This earth-shattering news caused all the nobles to be in an uproar. King Varian also showed a dull expression, and the others looked at the people around him vigilantly. On the side, Chaldea Morgan's eyes flashed with a gleam. He could guess that the undead power that the Countess mentioned was someone else, but he also immediately realized... the opportunity he has been waiting for has come!

Sister! Help me!

Chaldea touched the purple crystal dagger at his waist with his fingers, and under his call, the voice that penetrated into the darkness let out a short and piercing laugh playfully:

If you finally use my power, cutie, you finally realize who is worth relying on... Benedictus has enjoyed N'Zoth's secret favor for too long, but it's a pity he didn't do enough, he The days of rampage are over! I will help you expose him, but in return...

I will give you a grand ceremony!

Chaldea almost gritted his teeth and said these words in his heart. The next moment, a strange and dark force emerged in the entire Stormwind Fortress. Earl Bolvar, who is most sensitive to energy, almost subconsciously came from behind. The guard took the long sword from his hand and protected Countess Katerina and the king behind him, while Master Shaw disappeared into the darkness for the first time.

In front of them was the source of dark power...the archbishop with a bewildered face...Benedictus.

Tyrion once warned Chaldea that the archbishop hides a more terrifying darkness under his appearance, and the Chaldean priest who holds the evil blade Xalatas can clearly feel that the archbishop is compassionate and compassionate. Beneath his appearance, there is a dark soul just like him.

They are all believers of the ancient gods, but there is more than one ancient god. There are also conflicts and fatal contradictions between those powerful dark creatures.

You! Archbishop! You...

Bovar looked at Archbishop Benitadis, whose whole body was covered by a strange and low shadow force. The eyes of this sincere paladin gleamed with pain and anger, and Benedy, who was surrounded by the sudden swarm of dark forces, Tas subconsciously wanted to refute, but looking at the eyes of the people around him, he looked back at the panicked Chaldean priest who tried to escape from this place. The archbishop who had been hiding for decades just sighed in the end.

Alas...an outstanding junior.

Exposed in full view, the archbishop can no longer hide himself. There is an essential difference between the power of being framed and the power he himself possesses. Judging by the halo, even the most basic magician can see how much the archbishop in front of him is favored by the shadow.

At this moment, he was like a black hole, frantically absorbing the surrounding light.

At this time, the void energy in the archbishop's body is like a water valve being opened, and it cannot be retracted at all. A higher level of power is affecting him. Benedictus has felt this power countless times in meditation, but he It is very clear that this is not the power bestowed by his benefactor, but from another ancient god who has the same rank as his master but has never appeared in history.

He was overwhelmed. There is no doubt that without any precautions, the strange ancient god showed his hidden side to his people without any concealment. What's more, he couldn't Rebuttal, because this is him, the real him, and the bewildering whispers rang in Benedictus' ears crazily, messing up his thinking.

Under the double influence, the archbishop no longer hides his strength. He waved his hands, and the tentacles of flesh and blood erupted from the darkness crazily swept everything around. The nobles who were caught off guard were like food, screaming In the sound, it was completely corroded by the terrifying power of the void.

It shouldn't be now...

A deep voice came from the dark purple halo, and Benedictus, who had completely exploded in power, had lost his human form, and he muttered: It shouldn't be now, but... the kingdom of false gods will come to an end. Collapsing today, it's... okay!

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The archbishop wrapped in the power of flesh and blood raised his hand, and the deep and obscure void energy swept towards Bolvar... towards the king behind him, Varian Wrynn!

Humans will huddle and die behind high walls, they will see no other way out!

In the sublimation of flesh and blood, you will understand why resistance is futile...Nothing will be corrupted, undead and demons...all the same!

Protect the king!

The paladin raised his shield, and the scorching heat of the holy light shone on the surface of the shield. He struggled to block the void shot, but seeing that the nobles were severely injured by the raging power of the void, Duke Bolvar angrily threw his hand into the sky. The long sword infused with holy light was thrown out fiercely, cutting off a tentacles of flesh and blood that hit the king. Amidst the flow of dirty blood, Bishop Twilight's wild laughter resounded throughout the fortress.

Why resist? Instead of sacrificing yourself to death, kneel before me, the void will grant you eternal life! If you see what I see, you will understand... There is no good, no evil, and no light. ..Power! Only power! Only power!

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The crazier tentacles of flesh and blood raged in the Stormwind Fortress like wild beasts, and even the stone steps on the top floor of the building were knocked down. Amid the roar of the archbishop, the survivors shivered and screamed. The guards brandished their weapons and rushed towards the impossible monster, but they died one by one in the ravages of flesh and blood.

We serve the true masters of this world! When their order comes, we will share in his glory!

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A tentacle made of pure shadows slammed fiercely at the Duke of Bolvar who was guarding the king and the nobles. On this battlefield of flesh and blood, the Duke's body shone with scorching holy light, and he smashed the top of his head with difficulty. The tentacle was severed, but the second tentacle followed closely behind. As Bolvar gritted his teeth and counterattacked, a black slender shadow suddenly stood in front of him.

Katalina...

Bovar looked at the delicate countess in front of her, who looked at him with complicated eyes, then she turned her head and raised her hand, that slender arm quickly turned into a ferocious and sharp dragon claw, ruthlessly It ruthlessly collided with the flesh and blood tentacles, and in the burning of the shadow flame wrapped in the dragon claws, the tentacles were quickly burned to death.

Black dragons, come and protect your master!

At this moment, under the watchful eyes of the citizens of Stormwind City, more than 20 black dragons spread their wings from the noble area and flew to the top of Stormwind Fortress. Stones, spraying scorching dragon breath on the heads of the increasingly terrifying flesh and blood monsters in the hall, while the young dragons flapped their wings and landed in front of the nobles who had escaped from the desperate situation. Leaving the battlefield of flesh and blood.

Varian, holding the unconscious Queen Tiffany, sat behind a magnetic black dragon, looking back at the royal court covered by the dragon's breath and the power of the void. The ugly tentacles of flesh and blood even penetrated into the sky, shooting down the black dragon who came to help , This nightmarish scene made the king's eyes full of... despair.

This kingdom, this kingdom that should have been reborn, should be full of hope...he could no longer see the future.