Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Failure? No, I don't see any failure."

In Queen Azshara's gorgeous court, the Archdemon was very dissatisfied with the Queen's arrogance. Since it became the commander of the Burning Legion, few mortals have dared to accuse it of such arrogance.

But Aker knew the importance of this powerful woman in front of him to his master's great cause.

More importantly, although most of the power of the Well of Eternity behind it is used to support this world-class portal, Azshara, as the master, can still mobilize the remaining power of this magical well.

Once the Defiler's answer angers Azshara, it and its demonic minions can easily find themselves in the awkward position of being beaten by Azshara.

No smart person would take the initiative to put himself in a situation where he might be humiliated, so Archimonde rolled his huge eyes and answered patiently:

"The rebels who hindered my master's cause were but the merest vanguard of the Legion, and I have sent my lieutenant, Tichondrius, to the battlefields of Governor Suramar.

I will personally guard Zin-Azshari, and the mighty Maronoth will be your sharp minions.

Your Majesty the Queen, tomorrow!

I guarantee that by nightfall tomorrow you will hear the news of victory.

Suramar's disobedience to your command was only the first, with Elre'Thalas and Shandarar to follow, and then the entire glorious empire would return to your rule.

The despicable and ignorant night elves will cry out and beg their gods for salvation, but we will cruelly reject them. This world will become pure, and it will be the paradise of power that the master promised to the perfect highborne.

I guarantee that those bugs that make you feel bored will be swept away. Whether it is troll pandaren, dragons and guardians, or other strange civilizations, they will all be wiped out under the impact of the Legion. !

The whole world will bow at your feet.

You'll see.

This is what the owner wants to see. "

"Well, your ability to concoct lies is as powerful as your strength. It seems that Lord Sargeras will still choose some smart people to manage his army.

But that’s about it.

When I become your new master, I will send someone to teach you how to speak to a noble person. Your etiquette is terrible, Lord Archimonde.

Also, your commitments had better be completed on time. "

Azshara waved her hand and said expressionlessly:

"My patience has never been long. Continue your work, demons. In addition, restrain your beasts and don't disturb my people anymore. They have already worked hard to operate this portal.

I don't want to see my servants mistreated.

I'm only reminding you this once. "

While the Queen was talking to the Great Demon, on another platform in the palace, a group of exhausted upper elf nobles were enjoying a short rest.

They are all very sleepy. Since the portal opened, these followers who are good at magic and extremely loyal to the queen have been maintaining the portal and constantly expanding it.

This job is so urgent that nobles with high status usually have to do it themselves.

The Queen may think that this is the High Elves making efforts for their own bright future, but it is obvious that not all High Elves have the same expectations as their Queen for the promised "future".

In the silence, a pale female noble stepped forward with a staff, looking at the gate of the world in the distance with a hateful look, and then whispered to the handsome leader standing on the balcony overlooking the Well of Eternity. explain:

"We can't delay it any longer, Dath'Remar, we are all exhausted. Those demons treat us like despicable magical beasts. They trample on our dignity and ignore our efforts. If Azshara hadn't asked them not to kill us, We, I'm afraid those hateful whips have already struck us.

We must act. There are more and more demons. The crazy queen is attracted by the shameful future. She can no longer see the crumbling empire under her feet.

Moreover, our ‘friends’ outside may not be able to stop the increasingly powerful demonic army. "

"Patience, my lady."

The great nobleman Dath'Remar Sunstrider stared at the platform where the Queen was. He was also seizing the time to rest and accumulate strength, wearing a ring of flames. He looked at the expanding rift in the world above the gorgeous Well of Eternity, as well as those who had never seen it before. The violent demons burst out of the rift.

He said softly with an expressionless face:

"We only have one chance, and it's not time to activate it yet. The more the spellcasters forced by Azshara to serve the devil are squeezed, the more restless their resistance and resistance will be.

Mad Azshara will turn them into our allies.

You have also seen the increasing power of the demons. Our foolish loyalty made us miss the best opportunity to prevent the disaster. If we want to restore everything, we must accumulate some more strength.

Also, hide those civilians.

We must not be discovered by the devil or Xavius's thugs, and then send someone to contact Ravencase and give him all the information we have obtained and the assistance we can find from the outside world.

The rebels must persevere.

Only if they win will we have a chance. "

"Um."

The female noble seemed to be very convinced of Lord Dath'Rema. She immediately called her servants to deliver the message. At the same time, a group of Queen's guards walked into the resting platform.

Varosen, the captain of the Queen's Guards, knocked on the table indifferently and said to the group of nobles in front of him who were looking at him indifferently:

"Have you rested enough? Your Excellencies, it's time to work."

"Varoson, your shameful face is really disgusting!"

An upper elf noble couldn't bear it any longer, and he sarcastically said:

"How many bones did Lord Xavius ​​give you? To allow you to maintain such loyal service, who are you loyal to? Your Majesty Azshara, or that shameless bastard who has knelt down to the devil?"

"Your question is meaningless. Lord Xavius ​​is deeply appreciated and trusted by His Majesty Azshara. To obey the Lord's orders is to serve His Majesty."

The cold and powerful captain of the guard put the whip in his hand on the table expressionlessly and said to the noble who asked:

"On the contrary, your question itself seems to mean disloyalty. Her Majesty the Queen has given you strength, wisdom and a bright and beautiful future. Everything she has done is to create a paradise for us perfect upper elves. .

And you actually dare to question the Queen's decision!

Maybe I should arrange for you to go to the kennel to feed the wild dogs of Haka, so that you can reflect on your loyalty. "

"you dare!"

Varosen's threat immediately aroused the common hatred of the nobles. A large group of high-level elves who were resting here stood up. They clenched their fists, and some of them had already drawn out their staffs.

The guards behind the guard captain also unsheathed their swords, and the atmosphere suddenly became cold.

"That's enough, gentlemen, don't let the devil see our joke."

Dath'Remar Sunstrider came to his senses and scolded:

"We should serve the Queen wholeheartedly. This is our duty. Let's start working. In addition, Varoson, put away your arrogant style. Xavius ​​has never been a good leader. You should see this clearly. a little.

You question our loyalty. I advise you to examine your own loyalty. Azshara has not surrendered to the devil, but Xavius ​​has begun to fall into evil.

You are the captain of the Queen's guard, not the devil's henchman! "

The words of the great noble made Captain Varoson's face change slightly, but he didn't say anything more. He just made a gesture to ask the guards to put away their weapons, and then watched the Sun Chaser lead the group of grumbling nobles out. On this platform for rest, they returned to their posts and cooperated with those demon wizards to continue to expand the door to the world.

Looking down from this height, it is easy to see that the entire Well of Eternity is covered with nodes for casting spells, and the upper elves under the Queen's command are already there.

The nobles in the past are now serving the Queen's great cause like the humble servants. The Queen considers this a manifestation of loyalty, but Varoson knows that dissatisfaction has been fermenting rapidly, but it has been concealed by Lord Xavius. Come down.

The loyal Varoson felt that he might find an opportunity to remind His Majesty.

The promised future is indeed wonderful, but if it continues like this, it will only alienate the high elves who are most loyal to the empire, which is not a good thing.

——

"The demons attack!"

The shrill shouts echoed above the defense line of the Great Temple in the dawn night, together with the piercing sound of horns. Lord Ravencrest, whose face changed slightly, rushed out of his tent, in this moonless sky. Under the dark night, he could clearly see that the sea of ​​demons that had stopped for two days had changed again.

Among the shadows, dark green meteorites fell from the sky, illuminating the earth and allowing the sentries to see the rolling tide of destruction.

The spellcasters on the towers around the Temple of the Moon have already sent word that an unprecedentedly huge mind has appeared in the command system of the Demon Legion.

The big devil finally appeared on the battlefield.

This means that the weakest link of the Demon Legion has been replenished, and it also means that the most brutal war has begun.

There is no need for the high lord to issue orders. All tactics have been discussed and determined in the past two days. Now that the battle has resumed, the commanders of each department are advancing according to the previous instructions.

The steel golems transported from Suramar City were activated. Driven by the golem masters, these five- to six-meter-tall behemoths stampeded on the ground and roared forward.

They will serve as the sharpest swords of Lord Ravencrest and swing towards the enemy formation. The fearless warriors will follow the golems and begin to rush out of the position. The mage tower will also operate to hold on before the first wave of evil meteorites hits. A heavy shield was put up.

Elisande and Elya Blue Moon teleported from Suramar to the front line a few minutes later. Under the command of the two great arcanists, the spellcasting system of the Elf Resistance Army also quickly started operating.

This is probably the only advantage the resistance has.

Thanks to the elf empire's promotion of arcane magic in the past millennium and the existence of world wonders such as the Well of Eternity, the number of spellcasters in the elf empire is ridiculously large.

Even compared to the demon army rolling in at this time, the resistance's magical power still had the upper hand.

As long as the mages can convert their magic into direct combat power, the demons will not be able to break through the defense of the great temple so easily.

But Lord Ravencrest is the commander of the army. His art of war turned into the commander's intuition and constantly warned him in his mind. The Lord quickly went up to a mage tower on the front line and scanned the entire chaotic battlefield. .

After noticing that while the demon vanguard was attacking the main formation of the Great Temple, it also detached two flanking legions to bypass the front and attack the weak points of the defense line, the great lord quickly came to a conclusion.

Can't hold it!

During the two days of stalemate, reinforcements from both sides entered the scene.

However, the reinforcements from the Elf Resistance Army were far from being comparable to the number of demons. After two days of fermentation, the number of demons in the Suramar Plains had exceeded the limit that the Great Temple position could bear.

The flanks at both ends of the battle line cannot be defended.

Don't expect those tall city walls temporarily shaped by magic to stop these vicious destroyers.

"Ellisande!"

Ravencrest shouted:

"Go to the ruling Grand Magister and ask her to lead her people back to defend Suramar. The demons are about to cross the defense line and attack the city behind us! My soldiers and I will stay here to delay the main force of the demon army, and we will give her as much strength as possible. To buy more time, she must complete the Nightwell's defensive shield before we die on the battlefield.

That was the Resistance's last chance. "

The Grand Lord's order was quickly conveyed to another mage tower, and the Grand Mage was ready to leave the battlefield that was about to become a hell on earth through the portal without any hesitation.

But when she turned around, Alya Blue Moon reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Dean Lanyue, who took a nap with the help of a mysterious disciple and replenished her energy, stared at Elisande's obscure eyes, and she warned seriously:

"Don't be clever, Elisande. Even if you want to stay out of the matter, you have to choose a good time. If we lose, you will be the next to lose. Do you think Azshara will spare you, a rebel?"

"I don't know what you are talking about, Ms. Blue Moon. Maybe the pressure of the war has made you lose control."

The great mage said expressionlessly:

"I'm just following the orders of the great lord, now, let me go!"

"up to you."

A weird smile appeared on Ms. Lan Yue's pretty face. She waved her staff and whispered:

"But what I want to tell you is that Ravencrest and I's biggest trump card is not here, it's just in Suramar City. Of course you can try to abandon us, as long as you can bear the heavy price.

You are a wise man, Elisande.

A wise person will not throw away his last life-saving straw at this time. "

"Once again, my loyalty to Lord Ravencrest is clear, my duty to Suramar and my people is clear, and I am at odds with the tyrant Azshara.

I, Elisande, am not plotting any conspiracy against the resistance! "

The Grand Magister said seriously:

"You are just misled by personal prejudice and hatred in your heart. Lan Yue, like you, I am a heroic resistance fighter. I don't know and don't want to know what you are talking about."

After saying that, Elisande led his followers through the portal and returned to the Tower of Darkness. The moment he fell into the familiar hall, the sullen Grand Mage let out a long sigh of relief.

She remained loyal to herself after her death, and the astrologer Etaeus said:

"Close the magic guidance rune immediately, push the Eye of Aman'Thul into the Well of Night, and activate the Well of Night in the normal way. We don't have much time."

"Mistress, in this case, we have to wait at least seven days to re-activate the runes."

The astrologer hesitated and whispered:

"The coalition forces outside may not be able to hold on for another seven days. You have also seen the devil's offensive. This time they are not just saying hello like last time.

If we miss this opportunity, Suramar might"

"I know."

Elisande looked at the dawning night sky in the distance with gloomy eyes. Under the dark night, large swaths of flying demons had already appeared in her field of vision.

The Grand Magister sighed and said:

"Elya Blue Moon has never been a liar. I would rather believe that she has arranged enough power in the city to make a comeback. In this case, acting rashly will only lead to death.

We have offended the petty Queen Azshara and cannot afford to lose our only support again.

I don't like leaving everything to fate.

But now, we have to take a gamble. "

"I understand, Mistress."

The astrologer nodded and quickly led the mages away from here to the Night Well. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Elisande suddenly felt a sense of relief at this moment.

Black, who was hiding in the shadow behind Elisande, also felt relieved.

He withdrew the divine blade composed of dim moonlight that had been pressed against the back of the Archmage's head, and looked at Elisande in front of him with admiration.

He is worthy of being a guy who can leave his name in history. This skill of jumping left and right has turned into a survival instinct, and he can capture the most critical information at critical moments and adjust his plan decisively.

He is indeed a smart man.

It seems that tonight, when the War of the Ancients really breaks out, there will be no need for one more tragic corpse to die before dawn in this gorgeous city of Suramar.