Azeroth’s Death Track

Glockush! Where are you going?

Serent held a spar lamp in the style of an ancient elf in his hand, and a sword in the other hand, exploring in the dark and damp temple. When he turned his head, he saw the tall orc death knight turning and walking towards In the other direction, the elf immediately shouted:

We're going to find Gul'dan and Tyrion, what are you going to do?

I'm going to find someone who means a lot to me, and Tyrion will understand me.

Glokush's footsteps froze for a moment, and he turned back to Celent and said, You protect yourself, and be careful of those weird assassins!

The orc's answer surprised Serente a little, and the firmness in his eyes made Serente a little hesitant. The dead man's eyes can't lie, which is obviously what Glokush has to do. After a moment, he nodded to Glokush.

Then go ahead and protect yourself...don't worry about us!

Well, if I make it back alive...

Glokush didn't finish the second half of his sentence, and his figure disappeared into the darkness. Celent certainly knew what the orc was going to say. The smelly wine poured into his mouth, and he wiped his mouth. In the dim light, his figure also disappeared into the darkness.

On the other side of the temple in the almost diagonal direction of Celente, the death knight Luminas who fell into the temple has already met Rogelio, and the two are searching in the dark one after the other. The palace is a typical temple building, which itself is divided into several floors, and the roads are complicated. After being sunk into the sea by the human mage Aegwynn, it was severely corroded and damaged, which made the interior of the temple almost like a maze.

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As soon as Luminas walked into a fork, she was dragged back into the darkness by Rogge behind her. Miss Death Knight blinked her eyes, and the next moment, two watchmen who appeared in the darkness appeared in front of them. At the corner not far away, they gathered together to discuss something. Obviously, the watchman was not familiar with the roads inside the temple.

Lumi and Rogge made a few gestures in the darkness, and they drew out their sabers silently, counting to 321 silently, and swung the death grip at the same time, pulling the two watchmen caught off guard into the darkness where they were. , Immediately afterwards, the sound of weapons hitting and sharp knives entering the body broke the dark noise.

On the other side, near the entrance, the dark mage Saiwen waved a ring of frost with a cold wind, freezing the dozen orcs who rushed towards him in place. There was no emotion in his blood-red eyes. While his fingers were jumping in the air, more than a dozen sharp ice picks pierced the roaring orcs from behind him.

Beside him, the mage Autumn was waving his fingers in the air like playing a piano. After the ice cone pierced the bodies of those orcs, their blood was drawn by Autumn. As a professional counterpart mage, Seven and Autumn manipulated Salain's blood-draining ability more elegantly and thoroughly.

Although their control of blood is far less domineering than Tyrion, they make up for this shortcoming with the high elves' exquisite magic manipulation skills.

The blood was drawn to the sides of the two mages, winding around them like strings of blood-colored rosary beads. A cold smile appeared on the corner of Mage Seven's mouth. When he flicked his fingers, those blood rosary beads were covered by the cold magic power. It was reshaped into the appearance of a blood sword, and under his manipulation, it easily pierced through the bodies of those orcs again.

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The last orc fell in the darkness. After the smell of blood filled the battlefield, Seven turned his head and said to Autumn:

I think we can call ourselves blood mages in the future. The feeling of manipulating blood is really intoxicating... What do you think?

What a cheesy name.

The always cold mage Autumn snorted, but the bloody light in his eyes meant that he seemed satisfied with the name.

At the same time, the leader of these orcs, Red Blackhand, the patriarch of the Black-toothed Grinning Clan ordered to hunt down Gul'dan, was running crazily in the darkness, and the darkness behind him condensed a frightening chill. The luck was extremely bad. When he jumped into the temple, he happened to collide with Maiev. Song of Shadows. With his current martial skills, he was no match for Maiev. After some fights, Red could only run away in a hurry .

It's not that he was terrified by that crazy woman, but Red was very clear about his mission. His younger brother Maim was still drawing fire for him from the front of the island, and he also promised his younger brother that he would kill Gul'dan. Killing him with his own hands, how could he fall here!

Every life that fell into the hall was fighting in this dark maze, just like throwing a group of brave bugs into a glass of water, only one survived in the end...

And Gul'dan, the culprit who caused all this, also stood in front of the last door while Cho'gall was running.

It was a sealed gate, and outside the gate was a tall stone statue nearly 20 meters high holding a warhammer. It looked like a sculpture of an ancient goddess, but one-third of her original sacred body They were all infested with dark green evil energy, looking extremely terrifying.

Walk over quietly, my disciple, don't disturb this guard maid...

Gul'dan's voice rang in Cho'gall's ears. His voice was trembling and excited, obviously because there was only one step away from victory, and Warlock could no longer suppress the joy.

He introduced everything in this temple to Chogall like a tour guide.

Look here, the exquisite magic circle, through the link of the magic net below, completely blocks the pollution of the world by the body of the legion master. This stone statue is a treasure left by a titan who once came to this world. Awakened by the hand of the Aegwynn mages, who volunteered to guard Sargeras' husk, but look at her now!

Gul'dan said disdainfully:

No matter how sacred a creature is, it will become crazy under the pollution of evil energy. She has forgotten her responsibility, how pitiful...

Cugall was not in the mood to look at the stone statue. He had many wounds on his body, and there was a strange corpse under his feet. It looked like a snake-like mollusc, but its upper body was humanoid, and it had a dragon-shaped head. , fish-like dorsal fin, and tentacles on the chin, the whole body is covered with armor covered with seaweed, holding a heavy trident, the cruel eyes have turned cold at this time, this monster is about 3 meters tall, but has been Cho'gall's magic pierced the heart.

The ogre mage kicked the corpse under his feet, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he whispered pretending to be puzzled:

What kind of monster is this? (Where are they coming from? Why are they attacking us?)

This is Naga. The big explosion in this world 10,000 years ago caused the former elf empire to fall apart, and the elves who survived that disaster were distorted and turned into this miserable state.

Like a conscientious mentor, Gul'dan explained to his apprentice:

You don't need to worry about them, these creatures living on the bottom of the sea must have come here for this sealed treasure! Go ahead and open it!

Under the urging of the trembling voice, Gugall carefully bypassed the dormant guard maid, and rushed into the dark passage in front of him. At the end of the passage, there was a sealed hall with an obvious human style. , is covered with complex rune barriers shining in the air, and the beating of tens of thousands of magic runes makes people feel dizzy at a glance. Unfortunately, these runes have become dim because of the pollution of the external barrier. down.

And in the center of this hall, there is a passage leading to the underground, which is tightly sealed by a spell, and above the seal, there is a black staff floating, which has a strange and hideous shape, with demon-like wings, And a stunning black gemstone.

It hardly needs to be said that this is a real magic circle, and it may even come from Sargeras, the Lord of Darkness buried here.

That's it! That's it!!

Under the control of the warlock, the soul stone that gathered Gul'dan's soul made a sound similar to a real illusion. He urged Cho'gall:

Go, take that staff! It is the staff of Sargeras, one of the symbols of its inexhaustible power, but do not use it! My disciple, the power of the Lord of Legions still haunts that staff, and that staff It is a dangerous creation, go get it, and then break the seal! We are about to win!

Cho'gall seemed a little hesitant, but when he picked up the dark staff, the space in front of him suddenly weakened a lot, as if a shadow door was opened.

A huge figure came out of it. Choogall raised his head and saw the huge demon coming out of the darkness. It was a fearful man with double blades, wings on his back, two horns on his head, and muscles all over his body. The demon lord, under its grinning face, is a pair of cruel and emotionless eyes.

Gul'dan, do you think your little trick can fool the great Lord of the Legion? Do you think the fraudster will let your shameful betrayal go?

The fear demon laughed wildly, its wings fluttered, and the dark magic power connected to the twisting void. Soon, more than fifteen super-large demon portals appeared in this dark hall, and powerful demons came from one after another. It gushed out, and within 10 seconds, it occupied the palace in front of me, trapping Cho'gall and Gul'dan's souls in place from all directions.

You yearn for power beyond your grasp? Now you will see it with your own eyes!

The sharp blade in the hand of the dreadlord pointed directly at the ogre mage in front of him:

You stole the Horde's victory, you shattered the plans of the Deceiver, you ruined the Legion's victory, and now... in the presence of the power you so desperately desire, we will take all of you, and your victory!

Just like you did to us!

Demons of the Legion, go! Draw out the traitor's soul... Lord Kil'jaeden will reward us for it!

Hahahahahaha

The wild laughter of the demons completely tore apart the tranquility of the dark hall. Cho'gall's forehead was covered with cold sweat. There were at least 1,000 demons in front of his eyes, and Gul'dan's soul was trembling in the soul stone. Nothing but fear , and a touch of unbearable anger.

No! It shouldn't be like this!

My destiny, my path to becoming a god! It shouldn't...it shouldn't be like this!

Seeing the tide of dark green demons rushing towards him, Cho'gall had no time to listen to Gul'dan's distraught screams. He knelt on the ground, propped up his body with a dark staff, and the dangerous perception of the crazy noise made the ogre start to ignore it. All looking for support.

With a deep voice, he called out to the power that belonged to his master, and it was that power that brought him here.

Great creature of nothingness and chaos, it stands right behind me! (I can't move, I can't breathe.)

I know that all places and things have souls! (And all souls can be eaten by you.)

I know that there is no dividing line between reality and fiction! (Never!)

The deep dark sea will drown everything! (In your gaze, even death itself will die...)

Y'knath k'rmygg kyimrr'ungha gr'mula!

Cho'gall's whisper was so eerie when the demon rushed over, Gul'dan roared:

What are you doing! Run away! Run away!

The power of the master is here! (We never need to escape!)

Cho'gall opened his arms like a madman, only the purest chaos remained in his three eyes, and a shadow force Gul'dan had never seen burst out of his body, a barbed flesh The tentacles sprang out from the shadow of Cho'gall, and slammed into the group of demons in front of them like a hammer weighing tens of thousands of catties, causing stones to splatter and flesh and blood to fly everywhere.

And at the moment when the tentacles appeared, a soul-filled whisper sounded in the hall. The sound that went straight into the depths of the soul was so creepy that even those violent demons couldn't resist this weird sound.

The more you try to hear it, the less you can hear it...

In the darkness at the back of the hall, when the whispers sounded, the scales of molluscs scraped the ground also sounded, and hundreds of fanatic naga, armed with weapons, rushed into the hall of shadows, With unimaginable courage, they drove the demons away, opening a way for Cho'gall and Gul'dan to survive.

This is the great power I believe in! (Gul'dan, I came here for you, join us! The master is longing for your crazy soul!)

With the current situation...(You have only one way to go!)

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