Traveling through World of Warcraft

It was an ordinary afternoon, and Chen Yu was busy with his own affairs as usual. Suddenly, there was a huge sound in the sky. The sound rang through the sky and seemed to be heard by the entire continent.

People stopped what they were doing and looked at the sky in shock. They looked around for the source of the sound but couldn't pinpoint where it was coming from. Some people believe that the gods in the sky are angry, while others speculate that some mysterious force is at work.

The sound lasted for a while and then gradually disappeared. People began to whisper and discuss, trying to piece together a reasonable explanation. But no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't determine the true source or cause of the sound.

As time goes by, people gradually forget about this matter. Life goes on and they return to their daily lives. But the loud noise has always remained in the memory of some people, becoming a mystery that can never be solved.

A few days later, the Plaguelands frontline sentinel hurried back to Hearthglen, his face full of panic and uneasiness. As soon as he entered the town, he immediately reported to Tirion Fordring and Chen Yu: "Sir! The huge noise a few days ago was because Naxxramas flew away!" The sentry told how he heard the huge noise. The scene I saw after

In a dead and silent plague land, the sky was suddenly shrouded in darkness. A huge shadow shrouded the entire land, and people looked to the sky in horror, only to see that the once-fearful Naxxramas was slowly rising into the sky.

The flying castle of Naxxramas towers into the sky, its massive structure of bones and metal glowing with an icy light. Every part of it smells of death and decay, like a nightmare rising from the abyss.

As Naxxramas lifted into the sky, it released powerful magic waves, and the undead and demons on the ground began to cheer crazily. They worshiped the flying castle in the sky as if to welcome their master.

Inside Naxxramas, countless undead soldiers and necromancers were busy preparing. They know that the flying castle will lead them to new battlefields, continuing to spread plague and death.

At the top of the flying castle, a figure in black robe stood, his eyes looking through the clouds into the distance. He is the emissary of the Lich King and is responsible for commanding this flight.

With Naxxramas gone, the Plaguelands fell into silence. But everyone knows that this is only a temporary calm. The existence of Naxxramas is like a time bomb that may come again at any time, bringing endless fear and destruction.

Upon hearing the news, Tirion Fordring and Chen Yu's expressions instantly became solemn. They knew that Naxxramas was the aerial fortress of the Scourge, and its departure meant that the Scourge might be brewing a new conspiracy.

"Send troops immediately! March to the Chapel of Holy Light!" Tirion Fordring gave the order without hesitation. He knew very well that the Holy Light Chapel was an important stronghold against the Scourge, and the Holy Light Chapel must be recaptured.

Chen Yu nodded, turned around and shouted to the soldiers around him: "Brothers, get ready to go! We must defend our homeland and protect the people we love!" The soldiers responded in unison, with high morale.

Tirion Fordring and Chen Yu led the army to set off quickly. They traveled through the Plague Land and saw many villages and ruins destroyed by natural disasters along the way. These sights made them feel heavier and strengthened their determination to fight against natural disasters.

Tirion saw that the places where people once lived and worked were now only ruins and silence. Houses collapsed, fields were barren and lifeless. The streets are filled with the smell of decay and death, and the walls are covered with bloodstains and claw marks, showing the evil deeds of the Scourge. Tirion stopped and stared at the ruins quietly, his heart filled with grief and anger.

He turned his head and shared his feelings with Chen Yu: "Chen Yu, these scenes make my heart feel like it is being torn apart. The Scourge Legion brought only destruction and pain, and they ruthlessly took away countless lives. We We must fight against them with greater determination, for the sake of the victims who have no voice, and to protect the home we love."

Chen Yu nodded seriously, with a firm light shining in his eyes: "Tirion, you are right. We cannot let the Scourge continue to wreak havoc. We must avenge those who have lost their loved ones and avenge this land. Bringing peace and hope.”

Tirion clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand and continued: "We must fight a decisive battle with the Scourge in the name of justice. No matter how powerful the enemy is, we cannot retreat. We must use our courage and strength, Bring light to the world.”

Chen Yu raised the staff in his hand and shouted: "For justice! For homeland! Let us fight side by side until the day of victory!"

Tirion and Chen Yu's determination infected the surrounding soldiers, who raised their weapons and shouted passionately. In the ruins, they find new motivation and purpose, and they will carry with them a belief in justice.

Tirion Fordring and Chen Yu led the army forward, and they did not encounter desperate resistance from the undead. The undead along the road looked fragile and powerless, as if they had lost the will to fight.

The troops marched in uniform order, their steps steady and firm. The soldiers held the weapons in their hands tightly, with firm determination in their eyes. They passed through villages and ruins one after another without encountering any effective resistance.

However, behind this calmness, there were screams and wails of the dead. These sounds came from afar, as if they were the last cries of the undead. Their wails echoed in the air, eerie.

The cries of the undead are full of pain and despair, and they seem to be telling of the past glory and current decline. These sounds penetrated the silence of the battlefield, making people feel their unwillingness and resentment.

Tirion and Chen Yu looked at each other, and they understood that the shouts and wails of these undead were not meaningless. This was the final struggle of the Scourge, who tried to use fear and despair to stop the army's advance.

However, Tirion and Chen Yu were not swayed by these voices. They raised their weapons and shouted inspiringly: "For justice! For our homeland! We will defeat natural disasters!"

The soldiers also shouted, and their voices drowned out the wails of the dead. At this moment, their morale was higher and their confidence doubled. They know that only firm belief and fearless courage can defeat the enemy in front of them.

The shouts and wails of the undead were in sharp contrast to the chants of the soldiers. The army led by Tirion and Chen Yu moved forward without fear with firm will and strong strength. They are determined to defeat natural disasters and bring peace and hope to this land.