Azeroth’s Death Track

When a person defected from one's organization to another, it was not uncommon for new friends to question their allegiance.

From a human point of view, if you can betray your old customers because of power or interests, then in the face of stronger power and interests, you will definitely betray the new organization.

This is a paradox that cannot be circumvented, and the traitors naturally have to find ways to prove their loyalty to the new organization. This kind of self-proof is often expressed in a very cruel way, such as...actively acting as an executioner , to help the new organization get rid of the old customers, with the blood of old friends on their hands, using this cruel way to show their attitude of making a clean break with the past.

This is a very old method, but it is also a very effective method.

The witch Wei Lai is now facing such a choice. After being sent back to Drustvar at the fastest speed by a ghost ship wrapped in mist, the witch began her own actions.

Simple, direct, without even delaying a minute to disguise, she walked through the dark jungle of Drustvar, along the ancient road already covered by vegetation, guided by the weird sculptures on both sides that only witches could find and decipher , crossed mountains and ridges, and arrived at the witch's secret place surrounded by Drustvar mountains that night.

What is surprising is that the place where the witch's secret place is located is very close to the manor of the local ruler Waycrest family... Looking down from the barren mountain, the most prosperous place in Drustvar The shadow of the small town of Klein looming in the night.

Maybe the people in that small town will never know that the evil force that was defeated by their ancestors has been hiding above their heads for thousands of years, maybe on every moonless night, From the top of the mountain, they all stared at Klein with vicious and greedy eyes.

On the high mountains of Drustvar, covered with snow that never melts all year round, there are few trees among the barren mountains, and with the help of the cover and camouflage of the vast snow, it is difficult to wrap the The witch Wei Lai in the dirty robe stood at the entrance of the secret meeting. She looked around, like a vigilant witch, stretched out her hands full of sores and wrinkles, and poured dark magic power into the stone in front of her.

It was a magic lock shining with 16 strange spells. The ancient Drusts used powerful magic to keep secrets. These 16 runes must be lit in a specific order. If it is not finished within a short time, the magic power of the dark spikes arranged around the magic lock will explode, and while warning the members of the secret meeting, it will completely tear the soul of the intruder.

This is also the most powerful protection rune inherited by the Witches of the Heart, but ironically, this is not their power, they just occupied this secret after the demise of Drust.

So witches, the original origin is also when Drust and the ancestors of Kul Tiras fought, the servants recruited locally, and the dark magic they used also came from those Germans who had gone astray. The Ruys focus on the soul and magical constructs. To be honest, the most powerful power of the Drusts, the power of dark transformation, is what they have been coveting, but they have never been able to obtain.

The Heart Witches may sound powerful and evil, but compared to the darkness that is overwhelming, they are just little shrimps hiding in remote mountainous areas trying to dominate.

They could have been hiding in the ravine and happily planning their own conspiracy, but it is a pity that they have a secret that should not belong to them, and now, a big man wants to get it... In Terry The moment Ang turned his gaze to Kul Tiras, the destruction of the Witch Guild was a foregone conclusion. I have to say, this is really a pity.

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The tightly closed stone door in front of her eyes opened with a bang after the 16 mantras were lit up. The witch Wei Lai looked at the dark stone cave in front of her. The unpleasant past of the women who were bullied, abused, hostile, and even regarded as the lowest slaves by them.

Her fingers trembled, and an inconspicuous crystal shard like a grain of rice fell on the snow behind her. The witch took a step forward, and the stone door behind her suddenly closed. She struggled forward in the darkness. The witch hummed a ditty from the tavern in Arrow Valley Town. She looked at the weird and dark magic objects around her, and a flame ignited in her heart.

As a person who has personally experienced the dark inside story of the Witch Society, and as a member of it, she is extremely urgent now, desperately hoping that all the dirt in front of her eyes will be burned clean in the destructive flame brought by her, She desperately hoped that such an organization as the Witch Association would perish forever in this place, so that the evil legend of witches would come to an end.

You see, the people who hate the dark the most are often the ones who understand it best.

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The magic power here is so quiet that it's not normal.

The Harvest Wizard Alter Standing, the Patriarch of the Blightcaller Druids, rode on the back of a tame alpine wolf. He wore simple wooden armor and galloped quickly through the mountains of Drustvar. Behind him were several Blightcaller druids who also wore wooden battle armor, and some tall forest spirit elders who were walking forward. These forest spirits were all druids who had understood the teachings of the Blightcaller.

As a strange plant life, the druid spells released with the help of natural magic are tailor-made for forest spirits. The most talented among them can easily overcome the difficult cognition for flesh and blood life. Natural predicament, and really stepped into the palace of druid magic.

But today, these elves and Blightcallers came across the sea, not just to appreciate the weird mountain scenery of Drustvar, they came here for other reasons.

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A fast-running forest spirit suddenly stopped, called out to others, then squatted down, and stroked a plant on the side of the road. He felt something and rushed into the dense forest. After a while, The forest spirit came out grabbing a plant beast that was struggling endlessly in his hands.

This weird thing is like a hound made of vines and dry bones, and there are some weird magic lines engraved on its body. There is a dark power in its body, which is the dark power, driving it like a living creature. Acts like animals and is extremely aggressive.

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The Elder Lin Jing was very excited. He was talking to the Patriarch of the Blightcaller in Lin Jing language, dancing and dancing, looking very angry. In the end, he smashed the plant and beast in his hand to the ground, and then used his own The solid wooden spear behind it pierced it thoroughly and destroyed it.

Valls said that someone deliberately distorted these very talented plants with dark magic power. This kind of structure driven by magic power cannot be made with ordinary wood. Its raw materials come from plants that can resonate with magic power. , those are trees that have the potential to give birth to wisdom and self-awareness, and there is no doubt that such cruel strangulation is unbearable for the elves.

The Harvest Wizard picked up the remains of the structure destroyed by the Lin Jing from the ground. He explained the anger of the Elder Lin Jing to the silent death knights who followed him. The leader of the death knights, the Jor-Ele knight ordered Nodding, he said to Oort:

Very well, you can tell this angry forest spirit friend that these are witches' tricks, that is, the evil forces we are going to destroy, since he has anger, let him keep it, and then pour his anger on those On the witch's head.

El Knight looked up and moved his fingers:

We're so close... don't waste time, folks, let's move on.

Oort relayed Al's words to the forest elves. Those tall forest elves, whose bodies were made of tough plants, roared angrily. They clenched their weapons tightly. What burst out in his eyes was the light of hatred.

The simpler the mind, the greater the destructive power caused by anger. Al watched with satisfaction at their aura of fighting against each other. He pulled up the reins, and the skeleton war horse raised its front hooves, and rushed towards Drustvar The highest point of the jungle.

Ten minutes later, they arrived in front of the secret place of the witches' association. Knight El got off his horse and rummaged through the snow in front of him. Soon, the crystal fragment the size of a grain of rice and emitting dark red light fell to the ground. After entering his hand, the death knight stretched out his hand, and in the infusion of death energy, the tedious and complicated 16-fold spell reappeared. He activated the crystal, and quickly cast the spell according to the way Weilai opened the door recorded in the short video. The text lights up.

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The boulder in front of him split apart, looking at the dark and deep passage, the El knight drew back the epee behind his backhand, behind him, the high-ranking death knights were ready to make a surprise attack, and those Blightcaller druids, It quietly changed its shape and entered into hiding.

His Majesty's will will be fulfilled...

A gleam of light flashed in Al's eyes, and he waved his fingers forward, and the death knights rushed into the secret passage without hesitation, and only a moment later, sharp screams rang out in front of him.

The killing begins.

As the chaos gradually spread, in the dark library of the Witches' Secret, the witch Wei Lai was nervously searching for those ancient books. She promised Tyrion that there are all the treasures that have entered the realm of withering. method, if not here... it would be an unimaginable disaster.

Welle, you lowly little bitch!

A sharp scolding sound sounded behind Wei Lai, and the witch turned her head suddenly, and saw Maradi, the mistress of the witch, who rushed into the library in panic. Compared with Wei Lai's ugly face, the mistress of the witch It is a completely different posture. She seems to have faded away from the mortal body, and only exists in the form of a ghost, like a banshee decorated with strange ornaments. She still maintains the beauty of her life, but those illusory eyes , but full of viciousness.

The enemy rushed in, those dead people, hell, where did they come from!

The mistress of the witch screamed, she waved her hand, and a dark force was like a long whip whipping on the body of the witch Wei Lai, she yelled:

You bastard, come here and help me open the secret passage...

The witch, who struggled to get up from the ground, touched the bloodstains on her face. She lowered her head and responded, just like the cowardly gesture when she was repeatedly bullied before, and staggered towards Maradi, the mistress, in front of her. , is a sealed exit that leads directly to Arom's Terrace, another town in the Drustvar region.

Where the violent and terrified mistress Malady didn't see, the witch Velai's eyes full of hatred stared at her. Her left hand was stretched out under the dirty robe, revealing a shining fist. A twisted dagger of necromantic runic light.

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Amid Maradi's screams, the twisted dagger pierced fiercely through her ghostly body from behind. The defensive magic arranged on the body, and the Lich Slash rune array engraved on the dagger Under the action, it was easily pierced like a layer of white paper.

The mistress of the witch screamed and wanted to escape, but Wei Lai was savagely trapped by her arms, and a purest soul stone shone in Wei Lai's other hand. The weapon that the death knight gave her to protect herself, but now, it is used by the witch to vent the craziest hatred in her heart.

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The ghost body will not bleed, but as the dagger is pierced again and again, the ghost body of the mistress of the witch is getting weaker and weaker. Under the guidance of the soul stone, she can't even resist.

I still remember how you tempted me...Maradi, when the news of my father's death came back, when I was most helpless and in pain, it was you! You tempted me, and you I promised I'd meet my parents...but you lied to me!

The witch's hoarse voice sounded in the mistress' increasingly weakened senses:

I'm just a plaything when you're bored! Nasty guy, you've ruined everything about me, you've ruined my life! You're truly evil...but I'm back!

The shadow of Weilai swinging the dagger frantically became more and more distorted in the drifting candlelight, and her hoarse voice full of pleasure echoed in the dark library:

They were brought by me. At the moment of His Majesty's will, you real rats will usher in your doomsday... the doomsday brought by me... I'm back! The one that was destroyed by you The girl who lost her life is back!

Tell me, mighty mistress, is the destruction I brought back delicious?