Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1962 90. The mad dog comes out of the cage【216】

Reid didn't know where he got the courage.

It stands to reason that a great chief who is unqualified in all aspects simply does not have enough blood courage to allow himself to follow the former hero into a dangerous place.

But the fact is that no matter how stretched out the hips, an orc is still an orc, and the toughness in his bones can still burn into a courage to risk his life when necessary.

In short, when Red reacted from his heroic spirit, he had already carried an ax across the two rifts in the sky. At this time, the power of anger was roaring from the rift in the abyss to the bottom. The burning tower collapsed.

He is probably the first living warrior in Azeroth to truly cross the curtain of life and death and jump into the battlefield of the Maw.

Not counting Black's ship and his large plundering fleet, they "smuggled" over from the River Styx. How could they have the courage of the current War Chief to attack the entire Abyssworn Legion on his own?

In short, Red Blackhand can be regarded as lighting up a moderate achievement today, although he is not willing to do so in his heart.

"Ahhhhhhh"

The disgraced warchief screamed, sending a piercing scream into the dark air of the Maw.

Originally, he should have a solid landing point, such as landing on the tower that governs the sanctuary after crossing the curtain of life and death, but the old soldier used Blake's Pantheon emblem to blow up the Torghast tower, which directly caused A small half of the Dominion Sanctuary has been ignited by the rampant arcane force.

There were collapsed palaces everywhere in front of Red's eyes, and there were burning fires wherever he saw them.

Those grotesque undead were running around. On the high leaning tower, Brox Saurfang was fighting to the death with a very powerful-looking "Sword Master". In short, it seemed that no one could Help Red land safely in this chaotic place.

What made the great chief feel even more desperate when he jumped into the curtain of life and death alone was that when he looked in all directions from the high altitude where he fell, everything he saw was the assembled Abyss Legion.

The terrifying amount made Red, who had experienced the Argus expedition and the demonic invasion, feel like he was dying.

Good guy!

Where did so many undead warriors come from?

This is more than all the living people in Azeroth combined, right?

With so many people, one slash at him was enough to cut him into a green-skinned meat paste that was not delicious.

As he continued to accelerate, Reid finally remembered his other identity besides the war chief. He hurriedly grabbed the emblem of the Silent One on his chest in the air and began to pray loudly to the evil god he believed in.

"Ah, the great and evil One of Silence, save your sincere believers! I am about to fall to death in this damn death hell! This way of death is too shameful."

As Red chanted the prayer in the name of the god, the black seal in his hand began to shine with purple light. The continuous beating on the black seal in a gorgeous and elegant way seemed to be a symbol of the Silent One. Believers convey certain messages.

And that information translated is:

The god you are praying to is temporarily not in the service area. If you encounter life-threatening trouble, please use your courage and faith to get through it! remember! Lord Silent One will support you secretly!

"grass!"

Red cursed desperately, wishing he could throw this piece of shit out on the spot.

His acceleration at this time has reached a limit. If he continues to slide like this, he will definitely fall to the ground of the Maw and become a mosaic.

But maybe the Silent One is really protecting his followers. When Red closed his eyes in despair and recalled his short but magnificent life like a revolving door, a strange magic was used from below, like a gentle reaction. The rush slowed Red down, causing him to glide downwards as if he had wings, and finally fell to the ground in a very embarrassed posture.

He almost broke the handsome fangs that the chief was proud of, but he finally managed to save his life.

The disgraced Red jumped up with an ax in his hand, looked around, and heard a very familiar and obscene laughter. In the next moment, he saw several strange guys appearing in front of him.

"Stop! You pale guys don't look good at first glance! Don't get close to this chief!"

Red was now in a state of disarray, and while brandishing his axe, he shouted at Prince Resonar and his three noble lady lieutenants who were approaching him.

The four ventyr anima vampires looked at the pretentious Red with strange eyes.

This guy's weak strength and insignificant posture made His Royal Highness the Prince and his noble ladies immediately feel that this fat orc might have a serious brain problem.

However, His Highness the Prince, who had already led all his resistance forces to the vicinity of the Sanctuary of Control and was preparing to make a big news under his father's eyes when the entire Maw Abyss army was mobilized, had no time to pay attention to Lei. Germany's "performance art", before Black led the pirates to leave the Maw, he had warned Prince Raysonar, saying that there would be big changes soon, and asked him to wait patiently.

Big changes have indeed occurred now.

His Royal Highness the Prince had just witnessed almost the entire process of how the curtain of life and death was shattered. This made him extremely excited and deeply felt the wonder of the prophecy of His Excellency the Black Prophet.

As soon as the reinforcements predicted in black arrive, a truly big event can be accomplished.

But the reinforcements did not arrive, but Red Blackhand arrived.

"You! You are the reinforcements promised by Mr. Black?"

His Highness the Prince grabbed the bloody anima blade in his hand and looked at Reid up and down suspiciously.

The latter's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard the name "Black". He immediately dropped his ax and rubbed his hands and stepped forward, holding his hands while His Highness the Prince looked at him with disgust.

The chief said very familiarly:

"Yes, I am Lord Silencer's most loyal subordinate, the great chief of the orthodox tribe, and the monarch of all orcs. Are you Lord Silencer's servants in this damn world of death?

Well, it looks so-so. "

"Warchief?"

Just when Red and Prince Resonaar were getting close, an orc wolf cavalry who had followed His Royal Highness all the way to the control sanctuary poked his head out from his hiding place and saw the fat Red in front of him at a glance. .

The wolf cavalry suddenly exclaimed.

As soon as Red turned around, he saw that his compatriots were here. He immediately grinned and laughed a few times. Feeling that he had found the organization, he left Raysonar and ran to stay with his fellow orcs. Together.

His Royal Highness was a little disappointed.

If the reinforcements promised by Lord Black were all like Red, then there would be no need to fight the Abyss counterattack, and there would be no hope at all.

"Look at the sky! More people are coming."

Just when His Highness the Prince was hesitant, the accuser lady beside him patted him on the shoulder and pointed to the sky of the Maw Abyss. Resonaar turned around and saw a fully armed black undead army in a Led by the guy holding the magic sword, he crossed the gap in the curtain of life and death and smashed it down towards the Maw Abyss.

The assembled vanguard of the undead Scourge was led by the Lich King himself. Under the guidance of Frostmourne, they crossed the rift in the sky from all areas of Azeroth and charged towards the Maw.

They are numerous. It looked like a black meteor shower sliding down from the broken sky, and one wave after another seemed to be endless.

Every soul that rushes into the Maw from the material world shines with a different kind of light, illuminating the blood-red eyes of Prince Raysonar and letting the Abyssworn people on the Maw realize that something is wrong.

The death vanguards commanded by Lothar were not as shameful as Red. They did not change their landing point or direction, and just hit the burning dominion sanctuary directly.

Entering the realm of death doubled the power of Frostmourne, and these undead were also nourished by the force of death, making them even more powerful in the Maw than in the material world.

The vanguard of the Undead Scourge began to kill as soon as they landed, rushing towards the interior of the Dominion Sanctuary. Emperor Denathrius, who was entangled by Brox, was unable to issue effective orders, and the Venthyrs under his command were also attacked one after another. The change caught him off guard, and he was beaten back by the Lich King.

"We're coming too! Warriors, whether we can survive the torture of Maw Abyss depends on this battle!"

"Charge with me!"

Prince Resonar's eyes shone, and he knew that now was the best moment, so he no longer hid, ordered his flag officer to raise the battle flag, and personally led the charge towards the gate of the governing sanctuary.

He knew very well that even with such a small number of his own and the undead natural disaster commanded by the Lich King, it was impossible to cause a big storm in the Maw. But now that the Tower of Sinful Souls had been exploded by the soldier master, as long as he took advantage of the situation and rushed into it, he would If those imprisoned souls are released, they will instantly have the power to disrupt the Maw.

This is the prophecy left by Lord Black, and today is the time when the prophecy will be fulfilled, and today will be the time when the Maw is overturned.

At the same time, in the material world, outside the palace of Lordaeron in northern Xinjiang, Varian Wrynn was looking up at the broken sky and the reflection of the world above his head.

He could even clearly see the flames of war raging on the desperate land across the rift. He could see Lothar, who had just crossed the rift, leading the death knights to fight in the collapsed and burning dark palace. He could see Bullock. S. Saurfang is fighting an extremely powerful bloody god.

All this made Varian feel excited.

As the emperor, he knew more than ordinary soldiers. From the Black Chosen One, Shore, he knew the black hand behind the disputes in the material world, and today, they were going to declare war on that black hand.

This is not just a war between Azeroth and demons. This dispute represents the conflict between higher powers and the collision of the six forces when they are out of balance.

And these living people are the first army to enter the scene after the war begins.

The cracks in the curtain of life and death look far away in the sky, but that thing is actually a symbolic thing.

Those death knights had just shown them that as long as they had the idea of ​​crossing the curtain of life and death, they could step on it like walking on the wind.

"How long will you continue to discuss?"

Varian put his lion's war helmet on his head, looked back at the monarchs behind him, and said to them:

"I'm going to lead the team into the Abyss. I don't want to miss this battle to beat up the conspirators. I don't want to miss the last battle of this era, nor do I want to miss the first day of a new era."

"Can we come back after we leave Azeroth? That is a world of death, a place only the dead can go! More importantly, Varian, if we leave, wouldn't we be giving up our world to the devil? ?”

King Terenas leaned on his cane and asked several questions emotionally.

The old king's excitement was justified.

He has seen a lot in his life, but today is the first time he has seen such an exciting scene. Good guy, the gate of hell has opened at his door!

This is not good news for old men.

More importantly, you, Lothar, let us all watch the big scene. We are all very grateful, but why did you tear down the roof of my house? Do you assholes know how much it would cost to repair the entire palace dome?

Wouldn't it be nice if you said in advance that you would come to an open place?

Are you going to destroy my palace just for the sake of a damn ritual?

Hey, Lothar, this is actually a personal feud, right?

You old boy is using this to take revenge on me, right?

"Of course we can come back."

Shore, who was heavily armed next to Varian, explained seriously:

"The Silent One sends an oracle to his followers. Until the broken veil of life and death is repaired, all living people who enter the Shadow Realm can freely enter and exit the land of the dead through this rift.

This is a crusade initiated by the gods, your majesties, and the gods will fight with us in the realm of death.

As for the devil"

Shore shook his head and pointed to the other side of the sky.

Everyone looked back, and there was a golden light bursting out slowly, which was very similar to the light that the Titan Souls joined forces to seal the dark Titan Sargeras on the day of the demonic invasion a month and a half ago.

At this moment, the smart people are all shocked and suddenly realized, but the fools are still frowning and thinking, I am talking about you, soldiers, stop thinking, this is a terrible burden on your poor brains.

Draw your sword and come forward!

Varian laughed loudly, got on his horse, pulled up the reins and shouted to everyone behind him:

"Don't worry about the demons, brothers! At least in this battle, the demons will be our vanguard!!! Warriors of the Human Empire, come with me!"

——

"boom"

While Varian led the first batch of warriors across the veil of life and death into the Maw, Emperor Denathrius finally found an opportunity under the entanglement of the difficult Brox. The King of Sin's angry burst of power allowed him to The deadly Soul Blade pierced Brox's body several times, and finally knocked the damn Death Commander away from the tilted Tower of Sinful Souls.

The emperor watched indifferently as the damn bastard fell into the humble dust and was submerged by the Yuansworn who rushed over to fight the rebels. It was like a stone thrown into the black water, making little waves.

Standing on the sloping top of the Tower of Sinful Souls that had been blown up by the War Lord, he could see a steady stream of living beings leaping across the crack in the sky into the land of death and igniting the flames of war throughout the Maw.

He could see his damn rebellious son commanding a group of rats to rush into the Dominion Sanctuary and join the rebellious undead, freeing the imprisoned prisoners in the burning Torghast.

He could see the souls pouring out of the tower cage, counterattacking against His servants and subordinates like a countercurrent, and throwing his mighty legions into chaos.

He could see that the entire Maw was becoming visibly chaotic, and that damn Talisman Carver was being helped out of the burning ruins by a few bastards who were obviously from Maldraxxus.

You damn old coffin board! Didn't such a violent explosion kill you?

"It doesn't matter! It doesn't matter!"

The furious Emperor Denathrius watched as the souls of the two worlds of life and death gathered to resist his rule that had not yet begun. This was completely different from the death king he imagined.

He felt like he was standing in a burning world like a clown announcing that his reign was about to begin.

No!

It shouldn't be like this!

Could it be that the preparations that I have planned for countless years are just for this?

No!

"Abyss, wake up! Help your master! Listen to my orders!"

Emperor Denathrius stood on the burning tower, his eyes red and his hands raised high.

Under His command, the ordnance and Abyssworn fortresses across the entire Maw Abyss land were opened one after another. The military power left by Zoval that was enough to conquer all worlds was awakened by Him and driven by Him.

The soul-eating dragon that covers the sky and the terrifying scorched beast roar, as if to declare the majesty of the power of death.

And amid the tremors of the entire Maw, and amid the eternal majesty of the bloody storm sweeping across the sky, Emperor Denathrius hung high in the gloomy sky soaked in blood.

He loudly announced:

"Come on! Rebels! Use all your strength to resist me. You will bring yourselves before my eyes, and I will strangle you to death one by one!

So what if all the lives come together!

Look before you, I am powerful, my army is invincible, and my force is overwhelming! I will still be the final winner!

The advantage is mine”

"哐"

Before the Emperor finished speaking, a loud noise exploded outside the crack in the curtain of life and death above his head. Varian Wrynn in the crowd held the flaming holy sword high. He laughed and shouted to the Emperor in the sky. :

"Ah, great Lord of Death, you want to rule the stars? It is a great ideal, but it seems that others have a little objection to your conquest.

Behold, here comes the representative of our world of the living, the Emperor of the material stars.

Do you want to rule over us humble ants?

no problem!

Let’s defeat Lord Sargeras first.

He looks very angry, well, you might be in trouble. "