Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Against the background of the explosion and fire in the terminal dock, countless demons ran in chaos.

Under the scolding of several Gangerge demon engineers, they were trying to rush into the burning ship hull to rescue some valuables.

Of course, more demons just prefer the chaos of burning and explosions. They cannot participate in the violent battle with the invaders of Azeroth in Hopeport, so they can only look forward to this kind of meaningless chaotic fun.

More demons rushed out from the surrounding defense towers, patrolling back and forth in the huge and complex area of ​​the terminal dock under the leadership of their respective commanders, trying to catch the saboteurs.

But they can't catch anything.

Because the spacecraft docked at the dock were detonated remotely, the bombs that blew them up came from Ulduar's spark of wisdom, and were placed on these ships for repairs during the Watchers' covert operations in the past few days. among the small spaceships.

"I don't understand."

On the edge of an empty and deserted mountain cliff nearly a thousand meters away from the entrance of the dock, Maiev frowned and looked at the detonated demon spaceship. She said:

"If you want to rescue those two guys, I can send people in to search. This kind of rescue operation requires a lot of secrecy, but you detonated the bomb we planted, triggering this meaningless chaos.

Do you think those two guys can take advantage of the chaos and escape?

They are not warriors, not to mention that it is not easy for real warriors to fight their way out among so many demons.

What are you expecting, Blake? "

"Well, if I said I was expecting a miracle, would you beat me up?"

The pirate was also looking at the chaotic terminal dock. Behind him was a group of heavily armed hunters and rangers. A little further away, Windrunner's mother was talking to her second daughter.

Maybe it was a warning before the battle.

Of course, it may also be some trivial household matters.

Blake dispersed his thoughts of truth. He continued to penetrate into the demons running around at this distance, searching the minds of the two unlucky guys like adjusting a communication radio, while explaining to Maiev next to him. explain:

"Forget those bombs. To destroy such a large-scale terminal dock, bombs are not enough. Anyway, the Scepter of Sargeras will be delivered at midnight. Even if they fail, we will have no loss.

And if those two magical guys succeed, we will make a lot of money.

That's the uncertainty in planning.

We need to capture the possible benefits of these unexpected factors. "

"benefit?"

Maiev didn't like this kind of temporary change of plan. She pushed up her battle helmet and said in a strict tone:

“You’re sending two civilians who can’t even protect themselves on a dangerous mission that we should be performing, and you’re expecting them to do the impossible.

You have to know that once they fail, the demons will immediately strengthen the defense of the terminal dock, which will cause great trouble for Midnight's operation. "

"Unless the demons can rebuild the completely collapsed space structure of the entire terminal dock before midnight, the star teleportation of the Scepter of Sargeras will not fail."

The pirate did not argue with Maiev. He turned to the warden and smiled and said:

"To complete such a task, a spellcaster of the deceiver's level would have to work nonstop for at least half a month, but now they only have less than six hours left.

Unless they can complete the corruption of Norgannon and send it here, our operations will never be interfered with.

As for my confidence in Brian and Lao Zhou, it is not without reason.

It may be difficult for them to accomplish something big, but it may be easy for them to destroy something.

These two guys have some kind of miraculous talent. They can always find loopholes in very well-defended places and find flaws in a seemingly flawless system.

This can no longer be described in terms of skills or experience.

When it comes to wreaking havoc and causing trouble, these two guys rely on their talent. "

Blake picked up his pipe, blew out a hot smoke ring, and said:

“It doesn’t hurt to give it a try anyway.

Think about it, if the two of them really do something, we will make a lot of money. If the two of them fail and are killed by the devil, we will be saved from two troubles at once.

Well, I found them.

These two guys move really fast, they really know how to seize the opportunity, rely on us to create chaos caused by the explosion, and they have slipped into the control room of the terminal dock.

But they seem to be in a bit of trouble."

——

The stinky pirate said that the two troublemakers had encountered a little trouble, which was a mild way of putting it. The two of them were in serious trouble now.

Although the process of sneaking into the command room of the terminal dock was very smooth, the two of them were not professional stalkers after all. In addition, both of them had injuries on their bodies, and the smell of blood was most likely to attract the devils with keen sense of smell.

"Hide! Get away quickly!"

Brian was holding a ignited demon bomb in his hand, and he shouted at Zhou Zhuo in front of him.

The Lorewalker, who was grabbing a femur stick that he didn't know he had picked up, was swinging it wildly to ward off the ferocious demon hounds attacking in front of him. He rolled on the spot without any moral integrity and hid behind a pile of idle demonic mechanical creations.

The old dwarf, like a crazy black iron engineer, threw the ignited demon bomb at the hell hounds that were rushing towards him.

They no longer care whether it is secret or not.

People are dying.

With a loud bang, Brian's bomb dropped the three or four hell hounds that rushed towards him, destroying their corpses. He also had great luck in destroying the mechanism of the iron fence on the spiral staircase leading to the command room in front of him. Let the heavy magic steel fence come down and block the following hell hounds under the stairs.

The gray-faced old dwarf sat down on the ground. He was panting and hugging the frightened monkey Greb. Old Zhou also jumped out of his hiding place and frantically patted his mane that was ignited by the aftermath of the explosion.

The two of them looked very much like those warriors who had been fighting on the battlefield, their bodies covered with the blood of themselves and the enemy.

Before they could take a breath, they heard heavy footsteps above and below the entire command tower, as well as the scolding of the demon guards and the screams of the smart and cunning Gangerg demon technicians.

The two guys looked at each other and didn't dare to stop at all. They rolled and climbed all the way up the stairs that led to nowhere.

The roars behind him became louder and louder, and there were also the echoes of weapons smashing against the door. It seemed that the demons were trying to tear down the magic iron fence blocking the road, which meant that there was not much time left for the old dwarf and the Lorewalker.

Whatever they wanted to do, they had to do it before the demons came.

But probably because fate favored them, the rest of the journey was extremely smooth. Several times, the two guys were almost hit by the patrolling demons, but each time they were only a few steps away from the patrollers. The vicious demons will turn around and leave, or they may be attracted by other movements.

Many times of danger made Old Dwarf and Old Zhou exhausted mentally and physically. They cursed in their hearts that this hidden job was not done by humans at all, and it was a bit too exciting.

"There are two roads ahead, how to go?"

Stumbling all the way to the top of the dock control tower, Brian wiped the blood-stained sweat from his face and looked at the bifurcated roads leading to two directions in front of him.

He glanced at the panting pandaren beside him, who coughed and said:

"One person at a time, the demons will definitely catch up. Let's go separately. Even if we are unlucky, there should always be someone who can come across something important and destroy it.

Anyway, it doesn't make much sense for the two of us to stay together. We are not good at fighting, and it takes the same amount of time for the demons to kill one as it does to kill two.

Brian, me.

I would be honored to work with you! "

Lao Zhou stood up holding on to the magic iron railing beside him and said to Brian solemnly:

"We may never meet again, but I have to say that I am very lucky to have met a like-minded friend like you before the end of my life.

I am also very lucky that I can complete this heroic adventure with you at the last moment of my life. "

He was moved as he spoke and his eyes were red.

As expected of an emotional traveler, he was the first to make himself cry when he got emotional.

Seeing how affectionate and loyal he was, the old dwarf felt sour in his heart. He tried his best to put on a tough guy expression, waved his hands to Zhou Zhuo as if smiling at death and said:

"Don't be so unlucky! I believe that at least one of us can survive. Do you remember the eredar artifacts we unearthed together in Mac'Aree?

Let's make a deal, Lao Zhou.

Whoever survives will have to sort out the findings for the other and publish them in our two names. "

"Okay! I swear on my last name."

The Lorewalker gritted his teeth and nodded, and the old dwarf clenched his fists.

They wanted to say some more sensational words, but the echo of the noisy demon roar from behind made the two timid guys immediately shake their bodies.

Without saying goodbye too much, they each chose a direction and rushed out.

Brian rushed forward along the road in front of him, and soon broke open a closed door. What he saw was a group of ferocious Ganger Demon Engineers fighting each other like crazy.

These bastard demons didn't know why their eyes were red, and they seemed to want to kill each other on the spot as if they were the murderers of their fathers.

But they were obviously located in a very important place. Brian saw several consoles covered with buttons and levers, with some unclear slogans written in devilish language.

Judging from the location of the control room, this should be the place where the entire terminal dock is dispatched.

"Right here!"

Brian felt a burst of ecstasy, followed by a burst of disappointment.

He was ecstatic because he had found an important place where he could start the final destruction of his life. He was disappointed because since he had come to the right place, the place Lao Zhou went to must have been ignored.

This means that he is likely to die here, but Lao Zhou will survive.

But it doesn’t matter anymore.

Brian has lived a very exciting life. Based on what he has experienced in the past, he feels that it is Kazgross who has blessed him to be able to live to the age he is now.

He couldn't ask for more.

The old dwarf gritted his teeth, picked up a magic steel crowbar from the ground, and walked towards the demon engineers who were in the middle of the chaos. He held the "Holy Sword of Physics" in his hands and smashed it with the mentality of a beast. The little demons scratching each other's scalps and bleeding, knocked them to the ground one by one.

Then he rushed to the console in front of him with a crowbar full of demonic blood, ready to use the stick to destroy these sophisticated demonic machines.

The roars of the demons could be heard behind him, and there was not much time left for him.

But just as he was raising his stick to destroy the machine, Brian suddenly remembered what the stinky pirate said when he teased him before.

"You bastard is going to destroy the world one day by pressing the wrong button!"

In the past, Brian had only regarded this remark as a malicious sarcasm.

But now that I think about this situation carefully, there is a strange flavor in these jokes.

Black Shaw is a notorious prophet, and he will definitely not speak casually. If he also feels that he is very talented in pressing buttons to destroy the world, then maybe he should do it at this moment when he needs to cause great destruction. try it.

The stick in your hand can destroy the console at best, but the devil can rebuild it.

If they can do something that does not comply with the "safety regulations" and trigger a chain of safety accidents, the demons will definitely be heartbroken.

Thinking of this, Blake immediately dropped the bloody crowbar in his hand.

He stretched out his hands and pressed random buttons on the console in front of him. After a few seconds, a sharp alarm sounded throughout the terminal dock, and several dock interfaces sprayed out a large amount of black oil, which stained the deck of the docked spacecraft. dirty.

But if it was just a prank like this, it wouldn't be enough.

The roars and footsteps of the demons were already so close behind his ears that sweat broke out on Brian's forehead. He had to find something truly dangerous.

He thought of the electric shock that echoed in his mind every time he got into trouble, every time he touched something he shouldn't.

He tried his best to recall that state.

It's like opening the observatory in Ulduar, like breaking the seal of the abyssal creation in the Vol'dun Desert, like the Silithus Desert, like the Nalaksha Engine in Pandaria.

He can always find the most destructive buttons like a genius, and then press them without hesitation.

That's a rare intuition!

Brian muttered something while wandering around the entire control room.

Get moving!

Brain!

Get moving!

Destroyer instinct!

I need you so much right now!

"Ha, found it!"

The moment the demons broke through the door, the old dwarf pounced on the push rods in the center of several consoles. He pushed the magic steel push rod upwards with all his strength.

But the embarrassing thing is that it can't be pushed at all.

This thing is not designed for dwarfs.

This is a creation of the devil. Judging from its size, you can tell that this thing requires a big devil to activate.

"It's finished. I'm going to die."

Brian pushed the lever frantically, and the monkey Greb next to him also jumped on the lever to help pull it, but the little fool had no idea that his efforts were in vain.

The old dwarf's eyes widened in despair, and he could even feel the fiery breath of the demon walking behind him, as well as the magic steel hammer it swung.

I'm going to die.

The dwarf closed his eyes, and his whole life turned into white light before his eyes.

Ah, goodbye, my brothers, goodbye, my niece, goodbye my unborn grandson, I hope that when people in Azeroth talk about me in the future, they will say that I am an unlucky hero with insufficient strength.

But if you think about it carefully, if you die in a place like this, no one else will be able to find your body, and you will be marked as missing.

Maybe my own people will come tirelessly to look for me.

Alas, this burial ground is too far from home.

I really want to take another sip of the burning dwarf ale.

Brian was thinking wildly and felt the strong wind coming from behind his head, heading towards his head.

I'm going to get fucked.

boom

There was a loud noise, and the old dwarf opened his eyes in horror, and saw that the lever in front of him that could not be pushed was flipped upward by the war hammer that the devil smashed down.

It makes a rattling sound and dangerous plasma energy surges out of it.

He turned back in shock to look at the ferocious demon guard behind him.

The demon who was supposed to be hunting him lowered his head, and an extremely hot and terrifying smile appeared on the face of the demon controlled by some mean ancient god.

"Nice to work with, dear Destroyer of Worlds."

Blake's damn voice rang out from the demon's weird voice.

Then, amidst the scolding of the old dwarf, the big demon's head made an explosion-like sound. It rolled its eyes and fell in front of Brian. It also spurted out a mouthful of hot demon blood and hit the old dwarf. Dou Tou was covered in water.

as you wish.

Please drink the scorching "wine".

You're welcome.