Traveling through World of Warcraft

In a dim hall, Ms. Deathspeaker stood on a high platform, her figure looming in the shadows. Her voice was deep and majestic, echoing throughout the space.

There were many audience members sitting under the stage, with serious expressions on their faces, listening intently to Ms. Deathspeaker's speech. These listeners each have different appearances and characteristics, but they all reveal a special temperament, and it seems that they all possess some special ability.

Ms. Deathrattler's words are like a sharp sword, piercing the fog of the world, making the audience think about their own situation. They looked at their hands unconsciously, as if thinking about the dark blood and weakness contained in them.

However, there is also a threat in Ms. Deathrattler's speech. She mentioned the destruction of the rebels, sending a chill through the audience. At the same time, she emphasized her loyalty and obedience to her master, claiming that only in this way can she gain greater power.

The whole scene is filled with a tense and mysterious atmosphere, and Ms. Deathrattler's speech is like a revelation, leading the audience to an unknown destiny. The audience was thinking about their own choices in this atmosphere, and their hearts were full of confusion and decision-making.

Ms. Deathspeaker shouted: The reason why you are here is because you are the few people who have special abilities and can understand this cursed world.

You can see through the fog that obscures the world and grasp true power.

Take a good look at your crude hands, look at the tendons, the soft flesh and the dark blood in them.

So weak and unbearable... This is really a joke of the Creator.

Only by admitting your inevitable failure can you gain stronger strength and regain your life as soon as possible.

My master is omnipotent, he has extremely powerful power and irresistible will.

Those who resist will be destroyed, and those who are loyal, unswerving, and devout in mind and soul will surely gain power beyond your imagination.

Suddenly, Chen Yu stood at the door, holding the cold door with one hand, his voice was clear and firm: "Sorry, Ms. Deathspeaker, I just heard your speech on the podium, I thought I was here to join you! "His words attracted everyone's attention, and their eyes were focused on him.

And I. Lisa Losue said.

Lisa Luoxue's people also followed Chen Yu and slowly walked down the steps step by step. Their pace seemed a bit slow, as if they were deliberately attracting everyone's attention.

The Wangyu believers all stared at the two people in front of them, their eyes full of curiosity and doubt. They seemed to be observing every movement of the two men, trying to decipher their intentions.

When Chen Yu and Lisa Luoxue finally descended to the last step, Chen Yu slowly said: "Lord Marogar just wanted to stop us from coming in and listening to your lecture, so he was killed by me." His The tone was calm, but the power contained in it made people take a breath.

This news caused a commotion in the crowd like a bomb. There were expressions of surprise and fear on the faces of the students, and they began to whisper and discuss. Ms. Deathspeaker's eyes became sharp, and she stared at Chen Yu, seemingly assessing his strength and loyalty.

Chen Yu's eyes swept over the shocked believers, and his voice was calm with a hint of regret. Everyone's faces were filled with astonishment. They could not imagine that Lord Malogar's head was so huge.

"Unfortunately, I still haven't figured out what creature Lord Malogar's head belongs to." Chen Yu's words echoed in the air, with a sense of confusion and curiosity. His eyes fell on his 1.93-meter-tall body, as if contrasting with the extraordinary size of his head.

Following his words, four human skulls rolled down from the door, making a dull crashing sound. They rolled on the ground, showing pale and hideous faces, and each skull exuded a strange aura. The believers involuntarily flinched back, shocked by the sudden scene.

Chen Yu straightened his body, compared it with the skull, and carefully examined the skull that rolled to his feet. His fingers gently touched the surface of the skull, feeling the cold touch, as if he could read some hidden secrets. His eyes are focused and sharp, revealing a desire for the truth.

The whole scene was shrouded in a tense and mysterious atmosphere. The believers held their breath and did not dare to make a sound. Their eyes were fixed on Chen Yu and the skulls, their hearts filled with questions and fear.

Ms. Deathspeaker looked away from the head on the ground, a hint of surprise and anger in her voice. "I didn't expect that Lord Malogar would die in the hands of you two little guys." Her words contained contempt for Chen Yu and Lisa Luoxue.

Ms. Deathrattler: Kill them both!

Following her command, all the believers rushed forward, their faces full of fanaticism and hostility. However, at this moment, soldiers from the Alliance and the Horde rushed into the hall like a tide. They were well-equipped and majestic, instantly breaking the original tense atmosphere.

Ms. Deathspeaker turned around and faced the Alliance and Horde soldiers who suddenly broke in. Her voice was full of majesty and provocation, "Who is disturbing me? How dare you trespass on this sacred place? This will be your burial place!" Her eyes shone with determination and coldness.

In the hall, chaos spread instantly. The believers were in close combat with the soldiers of the Alliance and the Horde, and the fierce conflict filled the entire scene with a tense atmosphere.

Shouts came and went, mixed with the clash of weapons, forming a symphony of battle. People's figures intertwined in the light and shadow, and every attack was filled with determination and courage. The weapons were swung in the air, flashing with cold light, and every collision burst out with sparks and collisions of power.

Lady Deathspeaker is like the center of the battle, her figure is tall and majestic. The magic weapon in her hand was waving, as if it was integrated with her will. With her movements, powerful power was continuously released from the magical weapon. The spell shimmered with strange light in the air, streaking across like meteors, intertwined with the soldiers' attacks.

The light of each spell is like a gorgeous fireworks display, colorful and dazzling. They collided with the soldiers' attacks, creating a powerful shock wave. These shock waves spread around, impacting surrounding objects, and even making people feel shocked.

The intensity of the battle continues to escalate, with both sides unwilling to be outdone. Driven by their fanatical faith, the believers charge recklessly at Alliance and Horde soldiers. The soldiers responded with tenacity and superb combat skills. They formed a tight defense line and cooperated with each other to jointly resist the powerful power of the Death Raider Lady.

The entire hall was illuminated by the light of battle, dust was flying on the ground, and the atmosphere was extremely tense. Everyone is fully focused on this life and death duel, fighting for their own goals. The outcome of the battle hangs in the balance, and only through persistence and courage can victory be achieved in this fierce battle.

Alliance and Horde soldiers work closely together to meet the Lady Deathspeaker's challenge with determination and disciplined combat skills. They formed a tight front, cooperated with each other, and used various tactics and skills to try to break through Ms. Deathspeaker's defense.

On both sides of the hall, lights flickered, and sectarian fanatics poured out of the portal in a steady stream. Wearing uniform clothing, with fanatical faith in their eyes, they threw themselves into battle with Alliance and Horde soldiers without hesitation.