Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"what the hell!"

In the sky outside the valley of the Ritual Secret Courtyard, Queen of Creation Finna Jinjian smashed the wine glass out of the window with a look of displeasure. In front of her suture masters, this forthright Her Royal Highness the Queen showed no signs of displeasure. Not hiding his loss and anger:

“I plan to start a big war in the Ritual Chamber, and then use the bones of the lichs that are full of death energy to create more elite warriors for our Creation Chamber.

But now they tell me that that annoying softie Sindani actually voted!

Damn it!

The armies of the three secret academies have been mobilized, and we can launch a devastating invasion at any time! As a result, at this juncture, that cowardless Marquis actually knelt down like this?

Hello!

This is different from what you said! "

While Fenner complained, she kicked the big structural head at her feet that looked very ugly, with a mouth full of fangs occupying two-thirds of its big face, and an iron crown and helmet inlaid on its forehead.

She was talking to the big ugly head.

This thing is her proud trophy. It once belonged to Marquis Gamal, the previous commander of the Academy of Creation. Well, it was the ally chosen by Marquis Sindani secretly for the Academy of Ceremonies.

To be precise, former allies.

After all, Marquis Gamal had died under the explosion of Tesharak's sword skills. Even his perfect demigod structure, flesh and blood, and the organs that could unleash the first-class power and destructive power of Maldraxxus were all destroyed. The suture masters under Fenner were divided.

All that remains of the structural Marquis who possesses incomparable brute force in the war country is this head, which Fenner specially left behind to give to Marquis Sindani as a "gift".

But now, as the Ritual Chamber has knelt down smoothly, this gift for provocation and intimidation is of no use.

This made Fenner, who carefully prepared the invasion war, very disappointed.

I saw my Marquis walking around in the command hall with a grumpy look on his face. His irritable attitude seemed like he wanted to draw his sword and chop down a few unlucky guys immediately to express his dissatisfaction.

For the sake of their own lives and the lives of their constructs, the suture masters and construct commanders around the command hall looked at each other. They made eye contact crazily, and finally found no enemies to beat in Fenner. Before his irritability reached a certain limit, he gave his creation queen a better choice.

"Anyway, the armies of our three secret chambers have gathered around here, Your Highness the Marquis."

A suturing master wearing red experimental goggles came up, rubbed his hands and whispered to Fenner:

“Instead of letting the soldiers disband now, it would be better to temporarily change a strategic target.

The place we are now is indeed very close to the Ritual Secret Courtyard that has taken refuge with us, but it is actually not far from the Withered Secret Courtyard, which has always been lonely, my highness.

What we mean is that if we change the direction of our march now, then as long as we pass through the dangerous ooze spore forest at the fastest speed, our vanguard army will be able to reach the mountains of the Withered Secret Courtyard by tonight's evening at the latest. Periphery. "

The suture master carefully stared at Fenner's face.

He coughed a few times and whispered:

"Of course, we are just putting forward our insignificant suggestions. You are the commander of this vanguard army, and all changes in the objectives of military operations require your approval.

Although the Chamber of Blight has always been low-key and unconcerned with the world, the potions they developed and the plague magic they are good at are also quite deterrent. If you want to be cautious, then we can wait until Marquis Grom and Marquis Kargas join us.

Of course, if we can get the assistance of the lichs under the command of Marquis Sindani, then we can almost ignore the risk of being attacked by the plague and invade the Chamber of Decay in the shortest possible time.

Those apothecaries are weak, my lord.

Except for those twisted plague warriors, they only have various ooze monsters that can act as a blocking force on the ground. But in the face of our fearless army of constructs, plague and poison cannot stop our vanguard. "

"Wonderful."

After Fenner listened to her subordinates' suggestions, she thought the idea was great, so she turned back to the suture master and a group of commanders beside him and said:

"Although I don't understand why you want to instigate me to attack the Withering Secret Courtyard, after thinking about it, I feel that I actually have a great advantage and there is no need to worry.

But since you made the suggestion, you will be the vanguard when the Floating City approaches the Withering Secret Courtyard. Is that okay? "

"Of course, we are willing to fight for the glory of the Creation Academy."

A group of suture masters and commanders are gearing up to express their eagerness to fight. In addition to Maldraxxus' per capita war madness, this eagerness has of course more practical reasons.

Now that the alliance of the three chambers has oppressed the Ritual Chamber and has chosen to obey, the apparent unification of the entire Maldraxxus is imminent. According to the information they have received so far from the "Messenger of the War Lord" next to the Queen of Creation, , there will be a foreign war immediately after the warring countries are unified.

Fighting is a pastime no one in Maldraxxus dislikes.

But according to the ancient traditions of this land, once the war begins, the Soul Selection Secret Academy and the Creation Secret Academy will shoulder the responsibility of serving as the vanguard and the main force of the war.

Needless to say about the Soul Selection Secret Academy, the newly appointed Soul Selection Marquis is a natural war maniac and will fight without risking his life.

However, the previous friction between the Academy of Creation and the surrounding areas, coupled with Fenner's crazy rampage that night, reduced the number of the elite structure army in the headquarters to a very dangerous level.

There is no shortage of cannon fodder, but an army of structures without the support of core strength can easily be defeated by the enemy. This is not what the commanders of the Creation Academy want to see.

They continued to replenish their sources of troops before the war began, but the excellent "materials" throughout Maldraxxus were limited, and if they wanted to replenish them quickly, they had to find a generous enough "supplier."

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the Temple of Ceremony jumped out of the car. Now the only one left that can be targeted for looting is the Temple of Decay. Therefore, for the war madmen of the Institute of Creation, this is their last chance to supplement their materials!

No one will give up.

Under Fenner's "wise command", the outer layer of the Creation Secret Courtyard was blasted with three large craters. Before it could be repaired, the floating city quickly changed its direction and headed towards the mountain in the southeastern corner of Maldraxxus. The pigs at the location of the Withering Secret Courtyard are advancing rapidly.

As for the Soul Selection Pioneers and Sharp-Eyed Secret Agents assembled on the ground, they also received orders to change their targets.

However, their march will have to cross the dangerous ooze spore forest and the poisonous quagmire of the Rot of GLS that serves as the buffer zone in the middle of the territory of both the lich and the apothecaries, which is expected to take some time.

However, Fenner did not need the assistance of ground troops to launch a surprise attack.

After becoming the Queen of Creation and being strengthened by the psychic power of the Creation Secret Academy, this already powerful demigod warrior has mastered the ultimate enhancement of the power of death on the path of a warrior.

On the platform of the floating city that passed through the gloomy and strange-smelling clouds like haze, the heroic Queen of Creation buckled her full-face war helmet on her head, carrying the burning broken blade Tesharak on her back. The elven one-handed sword Titan Killer, stained with the blood of Titans, was worn at her waist. On her left hand, she also held a "Conqueror's Battle Flag" made of pale bones, gloomy cold iron and blood-stained banners.

This is really good stuff.

Only those warriors who have won the respect of the Master of Sutures and the Soul-Chosen Blacksmiths can be awarded such a Deathly Holy Artifact, which is more than just a death war flag with the emblem of the Golden Sword family engraved on it.

This thing can collect and accumulate the remaining anger of every enemy defeated by Fenna. When Fenna needs it, she only needs to insert the conqueror's battle flag into the ground to create a conqueror for herself in a short time. field of glory.

The enhanced Finna is nearly unrivaled in that area.

The anger currently accumulated in Fenner Golden Sword's Conqueror's Banner has reached its limit. Our powerful Queen of Creation did not use her new treasure at all on the night she defeated Gamal, the Marquis of Creation.

But if the war in the Withered Secret Academy does not go smoothly, Fenna would be willing to experience the powerful power of the Conqueror's Battle Flag. Speaking of this, Fenna felt a surge of dissatisfaction in her heart.

Coward Blake just wouldn't cooperate, otherwise she would have used this thing on another occasion.

"The pharmacists discovered us!"

After half an hour's flight, a roar with a broken gong sounded from the observation deck of the Creation Floating City. Fenner, who was calmly adjusting her attitude towards the battle, was alarmed.

She opened her eyes on the platform and looked down.

A valley surrounded by mountains is filled with strange green water pools. The locals said that this place used to be the largest natural water source in Maldraxxus, but after the establishment of the Withered Mystery, it became It became a place where pharmacists experimented with various plagues, potions, and cultivated poisonous oozes.

The main body of the Withering Academy is built on the lake of this poisonous place. It is different from the Soul Selection Academy that is like a war fortress, the Creation Academy that is like a sewing factory, and the Sharp Eyes Academy that is hidden in a desolate mushroom forest. In Fenna's eyes, the Withered Secret Courtyard looks very much like a special-shaped shipyard.

Those large and small buildings are connected to each other through bridges, and a complex and cumbersome connection system is built on the highly toxic lake. Those pharmacists used evil methods to cultivate a large number of spore forests to block the entrance. These things will It continuously sprays out poisonous spores to block intruders.

It is said that the Withered Secret Courtyard also has a huge testing ground underground, and it may not be that easy to completely occupy it.

It can be seen from this that the pharmacists of Maldraxxus are indeed a group of "technical geeks", but they are not stupid enough to welcome anyone with ill intentions into their base camp.

And when the war floating city of the Creation Academy appeared from under the clouds, pharmacists immediately set up weird anti-aircraft weapons like trebuchets on several lines of defense on the ground.

The nets of those "trebuchets" pointing toward the sky are filled with colorful weird potions and concentrated canned plagues. Looking at the potion masters running around and roaring, they are obviously not bluffing.

If Fenna's floating city lowers its height, a wave of "cute little things" will soon come to wash the floor.

Although the undead are generally highly resistant to poisons, as the most terrifying group of pharmacists in the Shadow Kingdom, the poisonous plagues prepared by the potion masters of the Academy of Blight are notoriously powerful.

It is said that if you pick any kind of poison, it can kill a person and poison him again.

"Their floating city has also taken off!"

Soon new information was passed to Fenna, but there was no need for the watchman to repeatedly convey it, because anyone with eyes could see three green floating cities emerging from the poisonous lake. Draining the lake water, it rises into the sky little by little.

Depend on!

Maldraxxus is such a damned place!

There are three floating cities secretly built by the Sharp Eyes Academy, two of which are hidden by the Liches, and there are conservatively estimated to be two in the Soul Selection Academy, including the old one Fenner left to look after the Creation Academy. He also has two floating cities in his hands, and now counting the three floating cities hidden in the poisonous lake of the Withered Secret Courtyard.

There are already twelve floating cities that everyone has seen!

Hey, what do you crazy people want to do? Do you understand that taking out twelve of these war fortresses at once is to scare people from other countries to death?

And if the five major secret houses spent huge resources to create these war fortresses not for invasion, but just to ensure the mutual destruction of the five major secret houses with such crazy war weapons during the civil war, then now it has Ms. Finna Golden Sword, who was completely speechless, could only say that this was indeed a shocking act that these tough guys from Maldraxxus, who were either fighting or on the way to fight every day, could pull off.

While other people think about how to survive the disaster and live a better life, you are better off. What you think about every day is how to kill your brothers so that you can inherit the legacy left to your brothers by the military leader!

Alas, if you weren't really capable of fighting, given this bad corporate atmosphere, you would have been destroyed by other countries joining forces long ago, you bastards!

"Leave the fastest floating city to me!"

Fenna stretched her neck, took a few steps on the platform, and jumped off the floating city while holding her conqueror's flag.

She shouted to her servants:

"Waiting for it to fall is the signal! Be ready to launch a full-scale attack at any time! No one can stop me from conquering the Chamber of Blight today! Well, for Maldraxxus!"

An angry blue meteor streaked across the gloomy sky, and crashed into the poisonous floating city closest to the current creation floating city in the Withering Secret Academy. As the conqueror's battle flag was inserted into the ground by Fenna, a terrifying The power of anger instantly caused a loud and permeating sound to erupt from the rising war fortress.

But the other two floating cities were not affected.

On the contrary, they approached the floating city of creation at an extremely fast speed, which was fully armed and ready to airdrop an army of structures to attack the Withering Academy. After a few seconds, a cold and majestic voice sounded from the floating city of the Withering Academy:

"Commander of the Academy of Creation ahead! Stop your pointless attacks immediately! I am Stradama, the Marquise of the Academy of Withering! I have sent my loyal Potion Baron Mariles to carry my personal letter Go to the Chamber of Soulselection to meet Lord Grom Hellscream.

Listen to me! Idiots.

The Withering Secret Academy has no interest in starting a war with the alliance of your three secret academies!

In fact, I have agreed to join your alliance on behalf of the whole family of the Withered Chamber to fight against the Ritual Chamber that is still stubbornly resisting and trying to drag us down.

In other words, commander of the Academy of Creation, we are now allies on the same front, immediately put away your attack weapons and withdraw from our airspace.

We need to fight those evil-minded lichs! We still have experiments to do and don’t have time to play with you. "

The speech of Ms. Stradama, Marquise of Wither, caused a deathly silence in the floating city of Creation.

Commanders of the construct, look at me and look at me.

Those stitching masters were also dumbfounded. No one expected that not even an hour after they had finished despising Marquis Sindani as a weak bastard, a new sliding kneeling record would appear!

After all, the Sacrifice and Ceremony Secret Academy only surrendered when the army was pressing down on the territory. What is going on with your Withered Secret Academy? You actually knelt down so proactively when no one forced you?

Hello!

Are you the passionate sons of Maldraxxus?

Show your backbone, you bastards!

We have even prepared the slaughterhouse and scavenger tanks for collecting corpses! Then you told us that this war can't be fought?

Are you kidding me?

If you want to surrender, you should have said it earlier!

Now our "final weapons of decisive battle" have activated their ultimate moves and jumped out on their own initiative.

"boom"

Just ten seconds after Marquise Wither issued a declaration of peace, with a loud noise, Marquise Finna, the elated Queen of Creation, easily destroyed a floating city in Wither Secret Courtyard with her own sharp blade.

When the dark green poisonous floating city was dragging black smoke towards the poisonous lake on the ground, Fenna Golden Sword, carrying the conqueror's battle flag, was riding an ugly and cute armored split-wing beast. After flying back to the floating city of Creation, before she could share the joy of her victory with her subordinates, she heard the damn truth from the expressions of her subordinates who looked like they were dead.

At this moment, the entire sky in the Withered Secret Courtyard fell silent in wordless embarrassment.

And silence is Maldraxxus tonight.