Azeroth’s Death Track

He's crazy! He's already crazy!

Run!

He's going to kill us all!

In front of the tomb tower of the Tomb of Sargeras, less than a quarter of the orcs of the Raiding Clan who followed Gul'dan across the ocean remained. The assassins killed, and their resistance became weaker when the mighty ogre mage Cho'gall joined in the slaughter.

Although the guys who can join the Raiding clan and are loyal to Gul'dan are thugs and lunatics who are crazy about power, but they are just crazy, they are not stupid, watching Gul'dan treat them as meaningless cannon fodder , these guys will naturally not sit still.

Many people ran out in all directions, desperately trying to escape this hell of death and blood, but they couldn't run far. Gul'dan, who was about to complete the ceremony, turned his head, and a flash of light flashed in his dark red eyes. Twisted longing.

Come on! Unlock the shackles for my destiny!

Muttering to himself, he stretched out his hand, and a dozen green rays of light burst out from his hand, clasping behind every fleeing guy, frantically absorbing their vitality, just like slaughtering those ogres and trolls on the port Similarly, within 10 seconds, the withered bodies of the escapees hit the ground, and the deepest fear remained in their eyes until they were dying.

Blood, life...then soul!

In the air before Gul'dan's eyes, a mysterious rune drawn with pungent blood was engraved on the enchantment left by Aegwynn. Barrier, but to fight against the magical power that connects the entire archipelago, just this dirty rune is not enough.

The orc warlock's fingers curled up, and circles of purple light burst out from under his feet, rolling around Gul'dan crazily. The souls were squeezed out. For a master warlock who played with souls, it was not difficult to control so many souls at once.

Those souls wrapped around Gul'dan, their expressions were terrifying and hideous, they stretched out their hands, trying to grab Gul'dan's neck, but their souls were too weak compared to Gul'dan's, and they couldn't hurt them at all. Great Warlock.

Gul'dan took a step back, and the skeleton cane in his hand hit the ground fiercely:

Quiet! I said so! Be quiet!

Meet your fate! This is a great sacrifice!

He smiled and pointed his fingers forward, and those struggling souls were thrown into the dirty and evil runes in front of him, just like being charged with energy, the light of the runes was converted into dark green evil energy, and then rapidly expanded in front of his eyes , Soon, this evil energy formed a dark green energy storm, which spun rapidly along the rune in the center, blooming a bright light.

It expanded rapidly, and finally, like a gate composed of a light curtain, it corroded part of the seal of the Tomb of Sargeras that was pushed under the sea surface, as if some kind of mechanism was activated. At this moment, the entire The black islands began to shake violently.

The mountains and rocks collapsed, the sea raged, and the ground that had been connected for hundreds of years was completely torn apart at this moment. Under the deep sea, it was as if some kind of giant was waking up and floating up. The sea water poured into the bottom of the sea, forming a huge vortex on the sea surface. With the situation of landslides and ground cracks at this time, it seems that the end of the island is coming.

In front of Gul'dan's eyes, the black tomb tower rose rapidly, his dark red eyes were full of longing, he watched the giant temple buried in the sea rising from the sea, the splendid and spacious hall, The glorious hall once used to commemorate Elune, the moon god.

Those elven reliefs that have gone through tens of millions of years still seem to be beautiful, but if you look closely, the shell of the hall has been corroded by sea water and it is stained black by magic power, and it is covered with seaweed and Mossy, ticking sea water escapes around the building like a majestic water relief.

This huge building reveals a bit of dilapidation, and this is only the entrance.

boom

The pedestal of the Tomb of Sargeras finally stood on the sea and returned to its original position. Across the green storm in front of him, Gul'dan could even see the heavy stone door of the palace, and it seemed as if he could push it with his hand. Open, as if welcoming any existence that arrives here.

This is what I'm looking for! This is what I'm bound to get!

Gul'dan took a step forward, his body began to tremble, he stretched out his hand, like a treasure hunter eager to get a certain treasure, within reach, just stretch out his hand, and he can get everything he wants.

I am coming!

He stepped forward with his left foot, wanting to step into the swirling fel energy storm, but at this moment, the magic power around him that had just stabilized suddenly became manic.

Um?

Gul'dan turned his head suspiciously. Behind him, under the ground covered with blood and corpses, more than twenty buried purple magic bombs had already entered the final stage of explosion.

The magic bomb is not a real bomb. It is a high-concentration magic power conglomerate made by the high elf mages of Quel'Thalas after thousands of years of evolution, using simple enchanted shells and pure magic power. , which is a replacement for when no alchemy bomb is available.

boom

The purple storm of magic power exploded where Gul'dan and Cho'gall were standing, flying the flesh and blood of those corpses, and disturbing the surrounding magic power. Tyrion stood up from his hiding place, and the storm of magic power blasted his gray-white body His hair flew back, he shook his shoulders, threw aside the gravel on his body, and drew out the long sword at his waist with his hands interlaced.

Behind him, the death knights had already clenched their weapons tightly, and the frenzied death energy expanded at this moment, staining the surrounding gravel-covered ground with a frosty and barren atmosphere.

Follow me...kill him!

Tyrion rushed to the area of ​​manic mania in the first place. Faster than him were the bone arrows shot by Celente, Luminas and 25 dark rangers. On the ground where the magic power is surging, the opponent's silhouette can hardly be seen clearly, but as long as enough bone arrows are shot, the opponent can always be hit.

At the moment when the death knights rushed into the battlefield, Gul'dan and Cho'gall's cries of pain sounded almost simultaneously. The ogre mage never thought that he would meet enemies within such a short distance.

Ah! (Kill you!)

Cho'gall's manic roar sounded in front of him, and the ogre's huge body almost became a target full of bone arrows. There were three bone arrows stuck in his brown chest, and the pain caused by the death energy made him He couldn't help roaring, and opened his hands, two groups of violent magic power gathered in his palms, but before he could lock the target, Glokush jumped up and swung the frost-spattered ax fiercely. slashed at the ogre's chest.

puff

The huge power pierced through the magic shield that Cugall had just released. The moment the shield was broken, scorching blood splashed everywhere. This kind of life-threatening threat made Cugall no longer care about hiding his strength. Covering the wound with his left hand, he staggered back a few steps. When Glokush was about to take advantage of the victory and pursue the attack, the ogre's three eyes flashed fiercely.

boom

The manic brimstone and fire tore through the space and blessed the body of the death knight in front of him. The perception that the body was about to be set on fire slowed down the charge of the orc death knight a little. The next moment, the ogre waved his right hand and ran violently. The magical power gathered in his hands to look like a warhammer, and with his powerful sway, it slammed into Glokush's chest fiercely.

Go away! (Go away!)

boom

The innate power of the ogre repelled Glokush, and a blood-red halo was also activated on the seriously injured body, which made Cho'gall's attack faster and at the same time made his casting speed faster. faster.

This is the gift of ogre mages - dual casting, only the most talented ogre mages can master, and Cho'gall, who studies magic and sorcerer's spells, is undoubtedly the best among them.

Boom boom boom boom

The magic ball composed of pure magic exploded frantically on the battlefield. Cho'gall waved his hand and blessed a healing spell on his body, then tore open the space, summoned several demon guards, and roared together with him to attack the grid in front of him. Lokush.

But the orc death knight was not fighting alone. When those demons roared and charged, Seven and Autumn appeared behind Glokush almost at the same time. The two high elf dark mages summoned their magic power, blood The red eyes glowed with indifference, and the extremely cold ring of frost and the ice storm that fell from the sky spread out along their bodies. In just an instant, those demons who rushed forward were frozen in place, and were again blown by the ice storm. Freeze thoroughly.

Roar!

The orc let out a battle cry, and the runes on the black ax were ignited one after another. The bright red, dark green and ice blue runes shone with a strange halo, and flashed in his dim eyes. The violent killing intent, like an enraged bull, was entwined with a icy storm visible to the naked eye, and rushed towards the ogre wizard in front of him.

Cho'gall was confined to the battlefield by a difficult opponent, and Gul'dan's situation was equally bad, he was besieged by 4 death knights at the same time.

puff

The back of the orc warlock was almost completely covered by the frost raised by the death knight, making his movements slow, and the two demon guards he summoned with great difficulty were cut by the blades that fell from the sky before they could breathe the air of the new world. Lost his head.

Tyrion's long sword was stained with demon's stinky blood, and their ugly corpses stood in place, frozen in an instant by the cold air surging from the four death knights.

No matter how powerful Gul'dan is, he is still a warlock, and he is not good at melee combat. At this time, he was surrounded by four death knights who jumped out. The eight sharp blades seen from four directions made him exhausted. The shield had been torn apart a long time ago, and the intense battle left him with no time to release defensive spells. He could only rely on the permanent demon skin on his body to block the incoming sharp blade.

puff

Celent's saber pierced Gul'dan's back from behind, interrupting Gul'dan's chanting of spells, forcing the warlock to throw out two scorching soul fires in a panic, almost pushing him forward Rogelio and Luminas fought back, and before Gul'dan took a breath, Tyrion's figure rushed towards him in the ice slag flying in the cold wind.

Gul'dan's eyes widened at this moment!

bass

The sharp sword in the death knight's left hand was blocked by the warlock's arm, while the sharp sword in the right hand pierced into his heart precisely like a poisonous snake. The demon's skin could not block the blow, and Tyrion could feel it. The heart in this body has been cut open.

But he didn't stop attacking because of this, he let go of the hilt with his right hand, and the dark red death energy waved like an invisible claw, grabbing Gul'dan's neck and pulling it into the sky.

It's very simple, Gul'dan's body, like his body, is a dead body!

He could smell the disgusting rotten smell of this body from more than ten meters away.

Puff puff

The moment Gul'dan's body was hoisted, the weapons pierced from other directions easily pierced through the warlock's body, like a sandbag full of weapons. On the surface, the body had been stabbed. riddled with holes.

But this did not end, Gul'dan's body was dragged into the air by the death energy, but at the next moment, less than 10 meters above everyone's heads, a portal burning with dark green flames opened, and a hell Fire fell from the sky.

Back!

In the roar of Tyrion, the four death knights quickly retreated, and the dark green hellfire slammed into the position where they were just now. Amidst the raging fire and rubble, they were 3 meters high and covered their entire bodies. A fiend of scorching stone crawled out of the pit and howled at Tyrion.

boom

In front of the devil, all his clothes were burned by the devil's fire. Gul'dan, who was extremely embarrassed, pulled out the sharp sword stuck in his chest and threw it on the ground. The orc warlock wiped the blood on his face with his hand. The left half of his face was frozen with ice, but this didn't affect his vicious eyes.

Bah! The bastard who stabs people in the back!

Gul'dan stared at Tyrion, a trace of doubt flashed in his dark red eyes: How did you get here... Forget it, it doesn't matter! What I'm more curious about is that facing someone like you dead man, how can you defeat me?

His fingers slid around, and the halo of five shadowy summoning spells lit up behind him. More than 20 demon hounds rushed out of the portal carrying the same number of fel imps, and there were several tall sword-wielding monsters. The demon guard, and the hellfire standing behind him.

In just an instant, Gul'dan had a demon army!

Your will to revenge amazes me, but you have chosen the wrong opponent, death knight! My demons will overwhelm you!

swish

Something was held in Tyrion's hand, and that thing made the resentment in Gul'dan's eyes more intense. Tyrion stretched out his hand and took out something from the skull of Gul'dan in his hand. When holding this thing, the death energy entangled in his body became thicker by at least twice in an instant!

This is specially prepared for you, Gul'dan... enjoy the frenzy of death!

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