Azeroth’s Death Track

There!

Muradin Bronzebeard, wearing a full set of armor, stood on top of a black steam tank cast into the head of a horned goat. Amidst the falling snowflakes, he pointed to the far side of the Snow Flow Plain, at the other side of the Wanren Ravine. He said to the leaders from all ethnic groups behind him:

That's the Hall of Lightning! Loken's hiding place!

Behind this huge army armed with tanks and siege vehicles, on the quiet battlefield, there are craters from shells everywhere. However, the ground has begun to be covered with snow again, as well as the steel fragments scattered on the battlefield, which are the wreckage of the steel soldiers of the Thundercast Legion that rushed out of the Lightning Hall.

These once glorious world defenders fell here in an extremely disgraceful posture, and no light could be seen on their cold bodies. After fading the righteous temperament of thousands of years ago, these steel-cast warriors have read Fallen to the servants of the rebels.

They are no longer noble...

Their wreckage was collected by the dwarves, put into the forge of the base camp, and melted into molten iron with the best quality, while the most elite war craftsmen of the dwarves were forging day and night. The glorious armor and weapons of the war of the gods are distributed to the soldiers who are still alive. This is not only glory, but also a recognition and a reward.

It's more of a protection...

Only armor made of such lightning-cast steel can protect soldiers from dying tragically due to the inferiority of armor and weapons when fighting against those steel soldiers.

It is said that such a set of thunder-forged armor with a ferocious appearance and high practicality has become a new favorite of many nobles in the Kalimdor continent. A symbol of courage, it also calls on more passionate young people to spontaneously go to Northrend to participate in the battle of the century.

And the last time such a scene appeared was in the era of the Great Battlefield of Silithus... That time, the warriors also wanted to save the world.

Tonight!

We'll party all night in the Lightning Hall!

Muradin raised the warhammer in his hand high, and the low voice of the coalition commander resounded throughout the forward position:

Now! Attack!

Boom, boom, boom

Accompanied by Muradin's shout, the artillery positions that had been set up on this side of the cliff began to fire crazily. Those shells trailing black smoke and crimson flames whizzed across the cliff below as if cut by a sharp knife, and finally It smashed hard on the steel city wall of Ulduar, and the dense artillery fire suppressed the long-range weapons of the Thundercast soldiers guarding the entrance of the Lightning Hall. Under the blow of the insane firepower density, it was completely destroyed.

Under the cover of our own artillery fire, more than a dozen huge airships carried the bravest assault troops, led by Muradin, Tyrande and Garrosh, and began to land on the wind-piercing Ulduar city walls. They were going to carry out a quick raid, and before Loken fled back to Ulduar, they killed the traitor of the gods in his palace.

Ordinary people always look at the legendary stories handed down from the age of gods with reverence and fear, but when they really entered the legend of the gods, they suddenly discovered that the servants of the gods are not invincible... If That's all for the servants of the gods, so does it mean that the fangs of mortals can also touch the noble gods?

And those who can be overcome by united mortals...are they really worthy of being called gods?

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Quick! Quick! Let all the soldiers enter the post!

In the front hall of the Lightning Hall, the heavily armed Thundercast General Biagley shouted, under his command, all the steel soldiers stationed in the Lightning Hall are running in the wide temple, these are The Praetorians of Loken, the Guardian of Wisdom, are also the most elite warriors of the Thundercast Legion.

Unfortunately, there are so few of them...

General Biagley, who is loyal to Loken, has already heard the roar and vibration from the wall of Ulduar outside the Hall of Lightning, which means that those rebellious and crazy mortals are already trying to attack the Hall of the Creator. What an unforgivable sin! It's crazy!

But what this group of flesh and blood mortals have done in the past 15 days has also surprised and even shocked General Biagley, who has experienced the battle of the master!

Once invincible, under the command of the guardians, defeated the Iron Legion of the Dark Empire built by the ancient gods, but was defeated by a group of mortals like ants on the frontal battlefield!

Less than a tenth of the 5,000 Iron Soldiers sent out escaped, and the rest were buried in the cold storms of the Storm Peaks, and were even melted into weapons and armor by those lunatic mortals... This made General Biagley very angry, but before his sanction came, those bold mortals actually started to attack this sacred place on their own initiative.

Bury them here!

The general of the Iron Vault roared, and his attendant handed him a heavy battle axe. This brave general raised the weapon. He stood on the suspended bridge of the Lightning Hall. As he walked, he could see the Under the bridge, on the ground floor of the Lightning Hall, there are densely packed, unactivated Thundercast soldiers, as many as two legions!

That was the guard army that entered the shutdown state on its own initiative after the end of the Battle of Dominion. After the war with mortals had started, General Biagley would command these legions to crush those mortals. Unfortunately, those cunning flesh and blood The ants used despicable methods to lock the control of the two steel legions, which reduced the strength of the Lightning Hall to a very dangerous level.

General Vrykul tried to explain this problem to the great Loken several times, but unfortunately, Loken, the guardian of wisdom, didn't seem to care about it... Since this awakening, the once wise and gentle guardian of wisdom seems to have It became even more hazy, he would mysteriously disappear in the Lightning Hall from time to time, and no one knew where he went...

But the behavior of the lord is not something a loyal general can evaluate. All he can do is to arrange the remaining soldiers in various positions in the temple, so as not to disturb the thinking of the great lord by those arrogant mortals, and then...he I will stick to my post until I die in battle!

kuang

A loud explosion interrupted General Biagley's thoughts. He raised his head and saw a slender elf holding a double-bladed war scythe leading a group of elf soldiers in heavy armor rushing into him. Outside the defensive line, the elf was wearing a silver battle dress, with some kind of strange pattern tattooed on her cheeks, while walking, a halo like a moon veil shrouded her body, making her look Like a warrior wrapped in a halo.

More than a dozen steel soldiers tried to prevent the woman from stepping into the battle line of the hall, but the moment they rushed towards the elf, as the scythe in the elf's hand fluttered, more than a dozen scattered starlight fell from the sky, like howling Like a cannonball that hit the soldiers' heads, the mysterious magic petrified them in place, and then they were chopped into pieces with weapons by the soldiers following the elf.

This scene made General Biagri very angry. With a roar, the brave Iron Vrykul drew a huge battle ax from behind, and rushed towards the elf commander in front of him amidst the lightning flashes.

boom

Tyrande easily blocked the powerful battle ax that swung down with the wind and thunder with the Moon God's scythe in his hand, and a layer of moon veil shrouded Tyrande's body, making the Dark Moon God of War Possessing an almost unparalleled strength in the world, and in the tempering of the flames of war, Tyrande's originally sloppy martial arts also became elegant and dangerous.

Her green braids fluttered, and between the collision of the two weapons, the steel ground under the feet of the Dark Moon God of War showed signs of being torn, and the former Priest of the Moon looked at him with indifferent eyes General Iron Vrykul, she spoke fluent Titan language with a hoarse voice:

Drop your arms! The Guardian's general...

You're walking the wrong path, but Elune will give you your chance...Drop your arms! I'll say it just once!

Eluen?

General Biagley is not an idiot who knows nothing. As a Thundercast soldier who participated in the Battle of the Overlord, he also knows some secrets about Azeroth. He knows that Elune is the world of Azeroth The name of the spirit in this world is taboo, and theoretically it can be regarded as one of the lords of guardians like him. However, in the order Loken gave him, he did not lay down his arms and surrender.

kuang

While the blue magic patterns on General Biagley's body were shining, flashes of lightning flashed over his body and weapons. This 5-meter-tall steel giant swung his battle axe, and in the burst of strength, he Tyrande, who was like a mole in front of her eyes, flew out, and the Dark Moon God of War rolled nimbly in the air for a few weeks, and finally landed lightly in front of her elf army. She switched the double-bladed war scythe to her left hand, and looked at General Vrykul held his weapon high in front of him.

Biagley saw a killing intent in the eyes of the Elune warrior in front of him, and he knew that this might be his last battle.

But as a loyal fighter, he is not afraid of the result...

soldiers!

Biagley raised his battle ax lingering with thunder and lightning, and his thunderous roar resounded across the battlefield:

Protect the Creator! Keep fighting!

Stubborn!

Undisguised murderous intent shone in Tyrande's eyes that seemed to be painted with smoky makeup. Elune told her what was in Ulduar, and Luna also showed her that once Ulduar's crisis What kind of impact will the outbreak have on this world? Tyrande really came with the mission of saving the Protoss, and she doesn't have much time to waste with this group of die-hard steel soldiers who are loyal to the traitors of the gods .

kill!

Tyrande gave an order, and behind her, those brave elves wearing thunder-forged heavy armor and holding heavy weapons rushed towards the steel defenders like the bravest warriors, led by Tyrande. Ku people, these slender and weak elves suffered disasters and re-armed themselves with correct beliefs, their sharp fangs were no weaker than orcs or humans...

While the elves battle group and the Iron Vrykul were fighting to the death, the dwarves were also blocked by powerful enemies in the depths of the Lightning Hall, at the furnace of the flame giant Vulkan.

The huge body made of rocks in front of him, but the vicious giant surrounded by scorching flames is constantly awakening the golems made of rocks. These rock life without self-awareness prevent the dwarves from advancing in a suicidal form. and the Fire Giants are also the creations of the Guardians of the Titans, although they are far fewer in number than the Ice Giants of the Storm Peaks.

Of course, the storm giants are even more miserable. These legendary giants are almost extinct.

Different from the ice giant's ability to shape ice, the flame giant is a natural forger. Their huge bodies contain raging flames. They are like the best craftsmen, who can use the forging hammer in their hands to forge the most Perfect rock warriors, but the fire giants are inherently cunning, and after Loken's rebellion, they were the first titan-forged to actively follow the traitor.

When Loken planned to massacre the vrykul and earthen back then, these cruel flame giants were the black hands who helped the evil.

Flesh and blood, shatter!

The furnace shaper Vulkan let out a cruel and joyful cry, while pulling the chain, pouring down the molten iron above the hall, and completely melting the soldiers caught off guard on the ground. This cruel death made the flame giant There was another burst of wild laughter.

And this angered Muradin. The dwarf prince swung his warhammer and smashed the golem blocking the way easily. He roared and rushed to Vulkan by the forge, and the cruel flame giant saw the raider, but He didn't panic. When Muradin rushed to the forge, Vulkan laughed wildly and pushed the forge down. The next moment, the slag flames with a terrifying temperature of nearly 10,000 degrees completely engulfed the short Muradin .

Hahahaha! Stupid flesh and blood... How dare you enter this sacred temple! Die, die!

However, at the moment when its wild laughter echoed in the forge hall, amidst the terrifying slag flames, a short figure just stood up.

Muradin, whose entire body of armor was melted, stretched out his hand and threw aside the melted armor on his body. He raised his head, and a trace of human sarcasm flashed across his diamond face. The next moment, the body of the diamond dwarf swelled rapidly. , like an inflated balloon, under the blessing of the King of the Hill's frenzied battle state, Muradin was caught behind the drooping beard of the flame giant, and amid Vulkan's frightened screams, the diamond dwarf Grab the scorching hammer and smash it down hard.

kuang

Amidst the cracking sound of the skull, Muradin lifted Vulkan's crushed head, looked at the cheering dwarves in front of him, and shouted:

Continue to attack! Soldiers!

Loken's evil servants can't stop us! That evil god... can't stop us!

Let him fall today!