Azeroth’s Death Track

While Tyrion conquered the world with the Dark Blade Legion, in the world of Draenor as the rear base camp, the transformation of the dark temple of the floating fortress has never stopped.

In the Draenor War a few years ago, facing the attack of demons, the original version of the Dark Temple could not bear the role of Tyrion's imaginary sky fortress at all. In contrast, the city's magic core was easily destroyed.

Of course, at that time, the Dark Blade Legion was only newly built, and it lacked enough magic power and skilled engineers inside, so Tyrion's transformation of the Dark Temple has been stuck on paper plans, and after the establishment of the Black Iron Business District , with Azeroth engineering starting and flourishing here, the Dark Blade Legion finally has enough technical reserves.

Probably after the change of regime in the Stormwind Kingdom, many selected engineering technicians were sent to Draenor. Of course, the engineering transformation can only be the weapons of the Dark Temple and the engineering power propulsion system. For this kind of hanging city, the real The core transformation technology comes from the spaceship of the Draenei that was finally completely disassembled... the ecological ship.

That spaceship existed as a storage place for the Seed of Life before, but after Tyrion took the risk of bringing the Seed of Life into Azeroth in order to destroy Quel'Thalas, it had been soaked in water for several hours. The eco-ship that was built in 2000 was useless. Under the leadership of the master craftsman Overspark, who was rumored to have mysteriously disappeared for a year, the gnome technicians finally dismantled the ship with the help of a large number of golems.

But unfortunately, the flying technology of the Draenei is actually more similar to the mysterious power of magic than engineering, so the subsequent transformation plan was handed over to the Arch Lich Khadgar... until the Arch Lich died At that moment, the reverse restoration of Draenei technology was only carried out less than 50%.

In other words, Tyrion just rudely transferred the energy system of the ecological ship to the Dark Temple to ensure that the city can carry out ultra-long-distance teleportation and has enough energy shields for ordinary warfare.

This has to be said to be a pity, but for the undead, time is meaningless. One day, the lost space technology of the Draenei will be cracked, and on that day, the Dark Blade Legion will leave the earth and march into the world. The days of the stars.

Yes, don't you really think that Tyrion will only thump on the ground all his life? As one of the most powerful creatures in Azeroth, he should yearn for the stars, and he should also set foot in them. Of course, before that, this land must first realize his plan...

An era of change that will last millennia...

what is that!

The human emperor who knocked down a death knight with a sword felt the strange aura lingering in the night sky above his head, but when he raised his head, he saw the giant city floating in the sky, the ominous black, which was darker than the night sky. The darker shadow itself is heavier, and under that shadow, most of the battlefield is shrouded in it.

This caused an unexpected coldness in the emperor's heart, and the black blade legion's cards were almost endless, which made the human empire standing on the opposite side extremely painful.

But now is not the time to think about these things. In the eyes of the emperor and the hundreds of thousands of soldiers on the battlefield, the huge hill-like city hanging high above the sky is flat and flat, and those black metal plates follow a strange pattern. After the law opened outward, what appeared in the night sky was a circular arc shining with mottled and pale light, like a large searchlight that was lit.

Its target is the city! Back to defense, back to defense!

On the other side of the battlefield, the great knight Mograine, who was covered with scorching light all over his body, waved his arms frantically towards the city. No one knows how this thing will destroy the enchantment of Whispering Port, but unless Tyrion lost his mind and planned to bury the entire city at once, so the undead still had to send ground troops.

As a commander who has experienced many battles, this is the first thought that comes to Mograine's mind.

But before his adjutant, Fairbanks, had time to get on his horse, the attack on the floating city above the battlefield had already begun.

Enveloped by the circular light curtain below the city, the lower part of the huge city splits vertically and horizontally like a chessboard. Between the collision of engineering gears full of technological sense and the flipping of transmission shafts, hundreds of dark, steel-made The rapid-fire cannon slowly adjusted its direction. If humans had seen the Backfire heavy cannon used by Tyrion, then they would definitely be familiar with this weird rapid-fire cannon.

These three-section coupled rapid-fire guns with relatively rotating barrels are a downgraded version of the Backfire heavy gun production idea. They no longer use energy as a drive, and are loaded with armor-piercing or high-explosive bombs. This is the madness of the Black Iron business district. The most classic masterpiece of the engineers, of course, it is the best of this era, but it is still some distance from the perfect firearm in Tyrion's heart.

The scene of nearly 400 rapid-fire guns firing from the sky at the same time is shocking. It is a magnificent and cruel scene that people in this world have never seen before. It is like a meteorite falling from the sky, with a pale ominous light. , completely lighting up the icy night sky, those high-explosive shells that were fully charged roared down from the sky, and the mixed sounds were like the neighing of thousands of wild beasts.

At the moment when these shells hit the purple shield over Whispering Harbor, the eyes of everyone on the battlefield were filled with pale light, which was scorching, destructive, and like the end of the world. The explosion sounded, the gunpowder smoke that spread all over the battlefield in that instant, and the weird cloud formed by the extreme compression of the air after the explosion.

Even in the dark night, the devil-like clouds can be seen clearly, as if the entire Whispering Harbor was completely lit up at this moment, and after the first light went out for a while, the second Two rays of light like the judgment of the gods descended again, followed by the familiar explosion, the familiar scorching heat, and the roar of the storm and flames that engulfed everything.

It's like announcing to the world...the age of steel and fire has arrived.

The screams of the people in the city's magic shield were covered by roaring explosions. When hundreds of shells exploded in a short period of time, the air in the entire city seemed to be swept away. Many people felt When it came to suffocation, after a long tens of seconds, the air returned to the city again, but every time he took a breath, it was like inhaling a ball of ignited paper scraps abruptly.

The scorching but non-fatal pain... almost instantly shattered the will of most people. When they raised their heads in the black smoke, the solid purple shield on top of their heads had disappeared. The super-large shield gathered by the famous mage after extracting the magic power from the ground, the shield that can resist the artillery bombardment of the battlefield head-on, between the two roars of the war weapon transformed from the original inconspicuous engineering, completely transformed into a shield. nothingness.

Those mages who suffered from the magic backflow because of the forcible suspension of the magic power guidance were lying weakly on the ruins below them. Many of them had their hearts shattered in the second artillery attack. The remaining ones, Stupidly looking at the pale halo in the sky like the gate of hell, looking at the black smoke flying in the air and the ignited debris, like pale snowflakes.

For those mages who can still think, tonight is destined to be a painful moment... Tonight, the argument that magic is invincible was roughly torn apart by the Dark Blade Legion. Engineering, which has never been recognized by proud mages, used two The earth-shattering roar shattered all their pride, like the most straightforward ridicule, and like an undisguised slap, it slapped these mages hard on the face.

To bruise them, to disgrace them, to freeze them... Magic, magic doesn't protect them anymore, magic isn't enough to protect what they hold dear.

Fu...

In the smoke of gunpowder floating in the sky, Yrel held a black warhammer and wore her own unique draenei-style armor. She stood on the top platform of the Dark Temple and looked at the city below that had completely lost its shelter. She took a deep breath like a living person, without any feeling, but she seemed to smell the smell of war.

I like the atmosphere...Fortunately, I caught up with this last battle.

The death lord flicked her tail, which was protected by black steel. She put the helmet in her hand on her face, and then looked back at the heavily armed high-ranking knights behind her. She said in a low voice:

The fire of the human empire is about to be extinguished, His Majesty's great plan is about to be completed, the long war may be suspended for a moment, but I know that this is far from over, I have been cultivating for too long... That city and those fragile Humans, I will leave it to you.

Now, I'm going to activate on the battlefield.

Obey, lord, we will escort these fragile lives to the evacuation point on the edge of the north coast according to the plan. In order to prevent being discovered by human scouts, we will temporarily cut off contact with the headquarters... In addition, I wish you a good fight joy.

Cavalier El nodded slightly. He was also wearing a special set of armor. He had already received news that after the war, he would officially become a sub-lord, command a battle group, and join the Dark Blade against Kali. In the great plan of the Mudor War, this is also the return of the Dark Blade Legion for the service of the El Knight.

On several occasions, the high-ranking knight expressed his joy for the appointment very restrainedly.

And now, as a knight, he is about to participate in his last battle... He wants to transfer the human civilians stranded in Whispering Harbor to another place before the human defenders return. This is also population plunder The last step.

Yrel nodded to El Knight, stepped forward a few steps, moved her wrist and shoulders, then jumped forward and jumped down!

Below her, there is a battlefield where people fight together, which is her favorite place.

After the death lord left, the Al knights took a few steps forward calmly, and at the left tip of the platform, their air mounts were ready.

The high-ranking knight glanced back at the hundreds of death knights behind him. They were of different races. There were orcs, draenei, humans, dwarves, and a small group of gnomes and elves, almost including Ai. Most races of Xerath.

Knight El turned around and looked at the death knights behind him. He seemed to be thinking about something. A few seconds later, Knight El suddenly shook his head, took off the Dark Blade Emblem on his chest, and put it in front of his eyes. After looking at it, he said softly:

This is a good place, it can give us strength, it can give us the future, and it can give us the meaning of existence...

But unfortunately, my memory, those emotions... they are telling me that I don't belong here.

hum

The mottled Dark Blade Emblem in his hand was corroded bit by bit by the beating dark red energy. He raised his head, and a trace of relief after long-time suppression flashed in his blue eyes. He said loudly:

I made my choice, guys...now it's your turn.

In front of Knight El, there were nearly 800 death knights of different races, including high-level knights and low-level knights, and even a strange high elf who did not belong to the dead. He pulled out the emblem on his chest, and burned it completely in the death energy surging in his palm like Al.

It's like a... weird ritual.

very good.

Knight Al nodded, glanced at the scene around the dark temple with nostalgic eyes, and finally said softly:

Let's go, brothers.

It's time for us to go our own way.