Azeroth’s Death Track

Under the not-so-calm night, at the fork in the road where the Barrens and Dustwallow Marsh meet, at the deepest part of the border post established by the Kingdom of Stormgard here, the knights from New Stromgarde The whistle, ten steps and one post surrounded the place. Obviously, a very important thing happened here.

When I received the news, I was still wondering who would activate this thing, but I didn't expect it to be you.

Garin Trollbane, who was wearing a hunting suit, walked into the sentry guard under the guard of the most loyal knight captain Alvirin. When he saw the tall figure with his back turned to him, King Garin issued an alarm. A not-so-friendly greeting.

And Rexxar, who was sitting in the sentry, turned his head and glanced at Garin. Under the mask of the black bat, a gleam of light flashed in those eyes:

What? After helping you, is the great human king going to turn his face and deny anyone?

I'm not here.

Garin snorted. He took off his gloves, motioned Captain Alvirin to guard the gate, and then walked to Rexxar, standing there, looking at the four young orcs who were being treated by the priest under the dim light, and That strange figure standing in the dark.

Those were creatures that Galin had never seen, but Galin had heard legends about them.

She has a deer-like body, a slender elf-like upper body, a wooden armor on her body, long green hair, and in that beautiful hair, there are flowers for decoration, in this fantasy There were two antlers on the creature's forehead, and when it noticed Jialin's examining gaze, the creature bared its teeth at him, and waved the javelin in its hand maliciously.

Oh, it seems that this beautiful and graceful tree demon lady doesn't like humans, what a pity.

Galin took a step back and turned to look at Rexxar:

This is your new friend? When did you make friends with elves?

She's not my friend.

The legendary orc hero Rexxar moved his shoulders a little tiredly. This orc with half-ogre blood was taller than half-orc, and his voice seemed a little muffled. He explained:

Ms. Lunara is the only witness of the Battle of the Tree Dwelling in the Forest. When I met her, she was being hunted down by demons. She was going to the Feathermoon Stronghold in the Feralas Wilderness to ask for help, but according to her speed, It will take at least 3 days...Looking at the current situation, we can't wait for three days.

Well, tree dwelling in the woods, right?

Garin rubbed his fingers, and sat on the chair next to Rexxar. As the force closest to Ashenvale in the human empire, the Kingdom of Stormgard also had its own scouts in Ashenvale. One hour and 30 minutes after being burned, the scout's report was placed on Garin's table. Although he had no intention of joining the war between elves and demons, this conspiracy-filled incident still attracted the attention of the human empire.

According to the analysis of the Alliance of Assassins, this matter is likely to involve the three forces of elves, demons, and orcs, and it is very likely to trigger a confrontation between several of the most powerful forces in Kalimdor. The Dustwallow Marsh not far away will inevitably be drawn into the flames of war, that is to say, even if the human empire is unwilling, they will most likely be involved in the end.

Earlier today, in eastern Ashenvale, there was a battle...

Galin glanced at Miss Dryad who was hiding in the darkness, and said with a serious face: My scouts have observed something, a huge number of Nagas are going up along the mouth of the Nushui River... the Ashenvale The fourth party has appeared, and it happened at this time, seriously, Rexxar, do you think this is a coincidence?

I don't know, I'm not good at thinking about these things.

The eyes of the heroes of the orc legend fell on the four young orcs who were comatose:

But they went through that battle, and when they wake up, we will know the truth of the matter...

But what I'm more curious about is, why didn't you just take them back to Orgrimmar instead of coming here to find me?

King Garin took out two cigars from his pocket and gave one to Rexxar. He asked softly:

Is it really because of the personal friendship between you and me? You trust me more than your people? Then I really feel very honored...

Rexxar glanced at Garin with a strange expression, he lit a cigar on the candle burning beside him, exhaled the smoke, and said:

You think too much. The only reason I came here is because the injuries of these children are too serious. They cannot withstand the long journey... And this sentry post is the closest treatment point I can find ...Besides, it’s just helping you appease those stone maul ogres, isn’t that considered friendship? Or is Galin Trollbane’s friendship just that cheap?”

cough cough

Garin coughed twice, and was about to speak when he saw the human priestess who was healing wipe the sweat from her forehead, then turned her head pale and said:

Your Majesty, there is something wrong with the injuries of these orcs... There is a special force that prevents them from waking up. I helped them heal their wounds, but I can't wake them up. The composition of these forces and the shadow power used by the shadow priests Very similar, I thought, we'd have to get a shadow priest over if we could.

Um?

Jialin pondered for a moment, then snapped his fingers:

Isn't the Archbishop of Chaldea visiting New Stromgarde? He is the famous priest of both light and darkness in the empire, so please invite him over. I think that gentle and wise archbishop will not refuse.

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This wound...

The Archbishop of Chaldea, who rushed to the border post through the portal in the night, only wore a simple robe, which looked very thin in the already cold night, but the eyes of this emaciated priest were very bright, as if It was like a raging flame supporting his body, belief, perhaps burning his life.

The archbishop's fingers touched Garrosh's arm, and a faint halo wrapped around the archbishop's fingers. The moment he touched the dark energy in the orc's body, Chaldea's eyes narrowed.

The darkness hidden in his heart seemed to be awakened, and Xal'atath's voice echoed in Chaldea's heart:

It's N'Zoth... the weak nightmare power. Obviously, that guy is planning something we don't know... wake him up, Chaldea, I need to know more information.

Um

The archbishop nodded and said softly to the people behind him:

Stand back! I'm going to draw this evil force out...it's fatal to the minds of mortals! Don't look, don't listen, hold on to your spirit!

King Garin was the first to retreat, and Knight Alvirin stood in front of the king. The bright holy light shone and protected the king. Rexxar and the silent tree demon lady Lunara also stepped back. , so that the space was given to the archbishop who was preparing to cast a spell.

Chaldea's fingers were clasped on Garrosh's arm, and the dim energy vibrated slightly, as if clasping a monster hidden in the soul of an orc. He silently recited the sacred scriptures, but that holy prayer did not Unable to dispel some kind of malice hidden in this room, even the candles lit around began to shake, making the darkness in the room even more rampant and morbid.

Evil spirit! This is not a place for you to run wild!

The archbishop holding the rosary scolded, and the gentle holy light spread out using his body as a carrier, and in the center of the golden circle, in the air above the heads of the four orcs placed side by side, there was a lingering darkness The energy was completely pumped out of the orcs' bodies, and the moment it appeared in the room, everyone heard a roar from the depths of their souls in a trance.

The twisted and depraved whispers sounded in everyone's ears, Rexxar subconsciously pulled out the two magic battle axes around his waist, while Miss Lunara's body was filled with green natural energy, Knight Alvirin The Holy Light becomes brighter.

The entangled whispers like a dark storm became louder, and it vibrated in the hands of the indifferent archbishop Chaldea, like a little devil trying to break through, screaming frantically, using his dark power It dissipated into the entire room, and even brought a substantial gust of wind, but the next moment, it was completely suppressed by the holy light condensed by Chaldea.

The sound of the holy chanting became louder and louder, as if washing the soul. After just a dozen seconds, the darkness seemed to be ignited, leaving only the last floating sparks.

But it's just a messenger from a darker source... its disappearance means nothing.

I... saw you!

That voice roared at everyone maliciously, however, the next moment it was completely burned by the sacred flame thrown by Chaldea.

All the visions disappeared at this moment, and the endlessly wandering candle light also stabilized at this moment. The light dispelled the darkness again, and brought the warm light back to the world.

call...

King Garin breathed a sigh of relief. He did not directly participate in the battle of Silithus. This was the first time he had truly seen the strange power of the Old God. Only when he actually saw this scene, Jia Lin could feel the horror of this evil god.

what is that?

Rexxar couldn't help asking, and the somewhat tired archbishop looked back at the orc, and while flicking the rosary, he said:

At the end of the Silithus War, with the help of the demigods of the wilderness, we killed an evil god, an ancient evil god... and now what you see is another one.

This world is really coming to an end!

King Jialin cursed in a low voice: These monsters and monsters jumped out one after another.

Evil God? I don't understand...

Lunara, the dryad lady who had been silent all this time, seemed to be frightened by what she saw and heard just now. The brave eldest daughter of the forest couldn't help asking:

How did the evil god appear in Ashenvale? How dare it appear on this land? This is the land that the moon god pays attention to.

The archbishop didn't want to discuss the issue of faith with other races, but facing Miss Lunara's inquiry, Chaldea still replied friendly:

But it has appeared, Lady Dryad...Maybe you can think of this as some kind of trial given by your moon god. In short, what I want to tell you is that the war in Ashenvale is no longer like It seems so simple on the surface, think about Silithus, everyone, anything involving evil gods is not that simple, now it seems that Naga... just like those bugs, they are also another evil god servant.

And they have already joined that war...

Chaldea glanced at the thoughtful Lunara, and said playfully:

Even... Cenarius demigod's death in battle is not as simple as it seems on the surface...

Well!

As soon as Chaldea finished speaking, behind him, the young orc Thrall suddenly opened his eyes. He sat up from the hospital bed panting, and there was still a trace of fear in his blue eyes. Obviously, what happened just now The nightmare still haunted him.

Thrall's eyes swept over the people in front of him, and finally stopped on Rexxar. The young orc struggled to stand up, but was held down by Chaldea on the hospital bed. The archbishop said gently:

You need to rest, child, the evil spirits are affecting you in all directions, your spirit is as tired as your body...

No! No, human, I thank you, but...now, not the time to say that!

Thrall looked at Rexxar, he seemed to be concerned about the humans standing here, Rexxar saw Thrall's hesitation, and the legendary orc hero said in a deep voice:

Say it, Thrall, everyone here is trustworthy.

Oh well.

Thrall took a deep breath, he was still a little dizzy, the toxins carried by those Naga weapons were still affecting him, he said with difficulty:

Those Jannas raided us, and we've cleared up the misunderstanding... Cenarius' demigod's death in battle had nothing to do with the missing Chief Grom, it was a demonic conspiracy... But the appearance of the Naga broke Mess up, Azshara... Azshara is back, yes, the elves fear her, and she's powerful.

Thrall's words made Miss Tree Demon suddenly raise her head, she wanted to say something, but the next moment, Thrall revealed a more terrifying fact:

The great chief... the great chief was taken away by the elves, that elf general, her name is Rige, she is with Naga! She is the servant of that evil spirit! She has been polluted...

What?

Miss Lunara screamed, and the dryad stepped forward, staring at Thrall with her beautiful eyes:

You mean Miara Sunsong? Commander of the defenses of Mount Hyjal?

I don't know her name, but I heard the Archdruid call her General Sunsong, so that should be her...

Sal glanced at Miss Dryad, lowered his head, and said softly:

I'm sorry, your archdruid, Mr. Malfurion, he was captured by Azshara... I saw it before the breakout, he was going to fight Azshara, but he is not Azshara opponents...

What Thrall said made everyone in the room look at each other. Even the most shocked archbishop couldn't help but gasped. There were basically no real idiots present, and the situation in front of him was already very clear... The direction of the matter Obviously, it has exceeded everyone's expectations. The orc chieftain was captured by the elves, the elf archdruid was captured by the naga, the demons are still framing the orcs, and there is a high-ranking traitor inside the elves...

The hatred derived from elves and orcs...is inevitable.

The archbishop closed his eyes and said with a pitiful expression:

Once Orgrim dies on Mount Hyjal, everything will be irreparable... The conspiracy of the ancient gods and demons is devouring the northern border of Kalimdor. Once the orcs and elves start the war, the human empire will not be immune gone.

Prepare for battle, Your Majesty Galin...