Azeroth’s Death Track

Ah, behold, here is the final answer to all questions!

Gul'dan stood in front of the black tomb tower of the Broken Earth. He leaned on his skeleton cane. His dark red eyes were fixed on the elf-style building wreckage in front of him. Cho'gall stood beside him, listening to the orc warlock's speech. emotion.

I dropped everything to find this! It will fulfill all my wishes too...yes, it won't let me down!

With all the pursuits in sight, Gul'dan was already a little stunned, but the ogre wizard Cho'gall was not so optimistic. He stretched out his hand, and two groups of blue lights danced in the palm of his hand, which was violent. In this way, he detected the magic around him.

Moments later, Cho'gall's eyes gleamed with being deceived, and he called out to Gul'dan:

There is a large magic barrier here! (It can't be untied by relying on the two of us! You lied to me!)

This roar represents all the rage simmering in Cho'gall's heart. His followers came together for the great Chaos, not for Gul'dan's stupid fantasies. Now these followers of Chaos were sacrificed by Gul'dan in exchange for What came was such an ending, which made Cugall unbearable.

Facing Cho'gall's anger, Gul'dan sneered. As a warlock, after experiencing the betrayal of Talon Gorefiend, he no longer believed in the apprentices he taught himself.

His cane rested on the ground, and his left hand moved towards the tomb tower in front of him. The dark green evil energy was beating in his palm. Just before touching the tomb tower, the evil energy collided with the surrounding magical barrier Together, a dazzling spark burst out.

As if some kind of stress program was activated, a layer of brilliant, colorful magic halo appeared around the tomb tower, like a hood, covering the temple that sank into the sea up.

The enchantment of the human archmage Aegwynn! The huge enchantment covers the entire Tomb of Sargeras, and is also connected with the surrounding magic nodes. It is impossible to break it by force!

Gul'dan took a step back. He whispered:

But I didn't just find this cemetery in Medivh's memory, Cho'gall, my apprentice, I also know how to crack it. In your eyes, am I really that reckless?

Can you crack it? (Didn't you lie to us?)

Cho'gall looked at Gul'dan suspiciously. The latter stretched out his finger and let out a deep laugh. Behind him were nearly a hundred loyal orcs of the Raiding clan. They stared at their leader intently, expecting The leader can grant them greater power.

Of course I can...Otherwise, what do you think I've worked so hard to bring all these burdens here?

boom

Gul'dan snapped his fingers, and the next moment, a dozen orc assassins hiding in the shadows jumped out, stabbing the daggers in their hands into the mouths of those unsuspecting orcs from the raiding clan. , blood splashed everywhere, the screams and roars of the attack completely tore the tranquility in front of the enchantment.

What are you doing! (Are you crazy?)

Cho'gall stared dumbfounded at everything in front of him. Those lunatic assassins slashed and killed the clan members belonging to Gul'dan frantically. Before the orcs of the Raiding clan could react, more than a dozen fell down.

In this mutual killing, amidst the blood splattering, Gul'dan opened his arms and let out a gloomy and terrifying laugh:

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Use your own blood and death to open the way for me to become a god!

Use your unwilling souls and blood to pollute this enchantment, soon, soon I will touch the path of destiny, soon! I will become a true god! Your sacrifice...is great and necessary of!

Chogall, my apprentice, kill them all!

Cho'gall heard Gul'dan's order. Although this ogre was cruel and cunning, he was not as emotionless as Gul'dan. He looked back at the bloody killing field behind him, and then turned his head to look at Gul'dan I, the orc warlock's gaze has been fixed on him, and Cho'gall has no doubt that if he doesn't do anything, he will be surrounded by the demons summoned by Gul'dan in the next moment, and then torn to pieces.

boom

Violent magic power burst out from the palm of Gul'gall, and slammed into the middle of the massacred crowd behind him. The magic power exploded and tore the three orcs around the landing point to pieces. This scene made Gul'dan satisfied. Nodding, he waved the skeleton staff in his hand and began to recite obscure and mysterious mantras. Amidst the screams of orcs before they died and the roars of killing each other, the blood on the ground was attracted bit by bit, and Strange runes gathered on the ground at Gul'dan's feet.

This scene is simply a living cult scene!

On the other side of the rocks, Luminas stared wide-eyed, she even rubbed her eyes, thinking she was wrong, she turned her head to look at Celent with a gloomy face beside her:

What is Gul'dan doing? Is he crazy? Why is he killing his own people?

I don't know! Who knows what this madman is going to do...

Tyrion's figure appeared behind the two subordinates. He watched the killing done by Gul'dan indifferently, and said softly:

He is using this method to pollute the enchantment left by Aegwynn. This is probably the reason why he took these orcs out to sea. He could have come here quietly without disturbing anyone... What a complete mess. madman.

Tyrion put his fingers on the hilt at his waist, and his eyes narrowed:

Get ready, Seven, Autumn, and detonate those magic bombs once the barrier is broken! Then we will rush up, and we will kill him!

And just when Gul'dan began to pollute the barrier, in the southwest of the mainland not far from the island, there was a deserted continent, with buildings left over from the elven empire everywhere. In the ravages of time, these buildings have long been turned into ruins, the collapsed stone pillars have been covered with green moss and cobwebs, and the glory of the past has become cold in the sun.

This is Azsuna, the cursed, forsaken land.

And on the edge of this abandoned land, on an isolated island hanging overseas, the watchmen who have stood firm from ancient times to the present were startled by a sudden burst of strange magic power.

The slender shadow stood at the top of the island. She was wearing dark green armor, a cloak full of sharp blades, and a helmet shaped like an owl's head. Her slender ears protruded from the back of the helmet. The high elf's pointed ears are much longer, and she has a good figure, but she holds a terrifying weapon in her hand.

It was a huge knife wheel half as tall as her. The periphery of the circular blade was covered with ferocious sharp teeth, and in the center of the circle, there was a handle for holding it. This terrifying weapon The surface is engraved with runes handed down from the Elven Empire, and a light green halo dances in the sea breeze.

This peculiar watchman exuded a penance and gloomy temperament all over her body. She looked indifferently at the distorted magic power floating in the direction of Sargeras' tomb. A strange owl like a green jewel perched on her arm.

The owl, which is not like a living creature, cooed twice at her. The next moment, the figure of the watchman disappeared in place like a cheetah shuttling through the forest, as if she had never Nothing has ever happened.

click

The heavy stone door was opened bit by bit during the operation of the special mechanism, and the watchman walked quickly into the darkness behind him. A few seconds later, she entered a meditation room shrouded in darkness. This small room was almost covered in darkness. It was filled with darkness, only a dim spar lamp at the front provided a little light.

The former watchman half-kneeled on the ground, and the sound of the collision of armor broke the tranquility of the room. She said in a hoarse voice:

Mistress! Abnormal magic power fluctuations have appeared in the Tomb of Sargeras... Someone is trying to break into there!

Um?

This report made the perfectly hidden figure in the dark make a suspicious nasal sound, approaching the sound of armor. In the shadows, a slender and tall figure stood up, put a sturdy helmet on top of his head, and stepped down. For a moment, with the sound of the collision of the steel gauntlet and the knife wheel, the dim spar lamp lit up, revealing the figure in the darkness.

That woman was also dressed as a watchman, but with long white hair tied into a slender ponytail at the back of her head. Unlike the watchman who came to report, the armor in front of her was older and shabby, with a sharp blade on it The scars left behind, but the more so, the more tyrannical the woman in front of him was shown.

When she took steps in the dark, it was as if the shadow itself was moving, silently, if you could not see her figure, you would never feel that someone was approaching.

This kind of concealment and stealth skills is obviously already unparalleled at the master level.

Nasa, can you confirm who the intruder in the Tomb of Sargeras is?

The voice was soft, with a unique hoarseness, cold and emotionless, just like a machine. Faced with this question, the watchman half kneeling on the ground replied:

The spirits of the Sentinel told me that it was a group of creatures that we had never seen before. They were taller and more savage than humans. They drove demons to fight. Obviously, they were evil creatures! And they were talking to each other for unknown reasons. Killing, trying to pollute the enchantment of the Tomb of Sargeras in this way.

The watchman paused and continued:

Besides, there are a small group of walking dead. The Sentinel Spirit can feel the breath of death emanating from them, but they are no different from living people. By the way, Mistress, among those walking dead, there is more than one High elves...

Huh? High elves of Quel'Thalas? Or the dead?

The leader of the watchmen, Maiev Shadowsong shook his head:

What an odd combination, my friend Dath'Remar's scion seems to be involved in some nasty things.

Shall we intervene in this matter, ma'am?

Watcher Nasa asked in a low voice, Maiev hesitated for a moment, and she said in a low voice:

The process of dealing with the tyrannical Ms. Aegwynn is not memorable, but the purpose of the seal she set up 828 years ago was always to protect the world, which does not deviate from our original intention. Evil creatures wanting to enter it means they know what's hidden in it.

There is no doubt that this is a threat!

Maiev's fingers moved, and there was a crisp sound of steel clashing. She thought for a moment, then nodded:

Nasa, call the watchmen who are currently free! I will personally lead the team and go to the tomb of Sargeras as quickly as possible!

Obey! Mistress!

The watchman stood up and was about to leave, but when she reached the door, she hesitated for a moment, then turned and asked:

Should Ms. Tyrande be notified about this?

Inform her what to do?

Behind Nasa, Maiev Shadowsong turned her back, standing in front of the owl statue in the meditation room, as silent as another statue, facing Nasa's proposal, the leader of the watchmen said without emotion:

Let's not talk about whether she can arrive in time, just talk about her conflicts with the watchmen, what she did to us, how she stripped our glory...Nasa, you have to remember that we are not loyal to Tyrande and her Kaldorei, we are loyal to the moon god and our duty, the existence of the watchmen is to prevent the tragedy of 10,000 years ago from happening again, we walk in the dark to protect our people!

Everything we do has nothing to do with Tyrande, and we don't ask for her praise!

This answer made the watchman behind her nod, and she said softly:

I see, ma'am!

The hostess is what the watchers call Maiev in War3, and the lady is what the watchers call Maiev in wow... As an all-female institution, this probably represents a kind of obedience and respect.. Gentlemen, if I have a chance to time travel, I want to go to Azeroth, I want to be a watcher, of course, I want to be a male watcher~