Azeroth’s Death Track

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The purple light swelled and twirled, like a drowning man struggling desperately, extending his cheeks out of sleep. The twisted light curtain finally broke through after reflecting the full face.

Holding the staff of the guardian, Khadgar, covered with defensive magic all over his body, opened his eyes, and he moved his body to "pull" himself out of the thick magical vortex.

He stood on the steps of the Dark Gate on the side of Draenor, as the first human to enter the world of Draenor, he looked directly at the scene in front of him.

"Oh...like hell!"

Yes, outside the Gate of Darkness, it is not a prairie with beautiful wind and water, or a lush forest. The Hellfire Peninsula is broken. The barren dark red ground is covered with cracks. No plant can be in such an environment. Growing in the sky above, the sky above was gloomy, just like the cursed land, and the dire white light that sometimes appeared in the clouds further exacerbated this doomsday scene.

This is still due to the recovery of the elemental spirit in this world, so that the corrosion of the evil energy from Shadowmoon Valley has stalled, otherwise the situation in Hellfire Peninsula will only be worse.

In Khadgar’s gaze, directly in front of the Dark Portal, that huge, beneath the gully, the black fortress was like a sleeping beast, standing on top of this wasteland, except for it Besides, this land is almost empty.

No orcs! There is no imaginary battle! There is no danger on the bright side...here, nothing but despair and silence!

"This is Lupi's hometown?"

The second General Darnas, who had stepped through the Dark Portal, looked at all of them in stunned silence. After a while, he whispered:

"If this is the case in this world, I might understand why those orcs have repeatedly invaded Azeroth... Compared to here, our hometown is like heaven."

"no!"

Khadgar shook his head. He looked to the southwest, his fingers struck:

"There, in that direction, I feel the existence of magic! There must be life in this world...but the land in front of me is probably gone."

This is the sense of the mage and the warrior, and behind him, the expedition slowly passed through the dark gate. The Paladin leader Turalyon rode on the war horse. He looked at the Hellfire Peninsula in front of him. He shook his head, and Just when he wanted to give orders, a whispered voice appeared in his ears.

It's like... like a hymn!

"Have you heard?"

Turalyon grabbed General Darnas' arm violently. He said in a deep voice:

"Have you heard? That song! Holy, pure, full of light perception, singing! The voice of the hymn! Haven't you heard?"

"Are you unwell? Turalyon"

Khadgar looked weirdly at the Paladin leader. He whispered: "The injury on your soul is not good. You should listen to me and stay in the Watchtower."

"No, it's not! Khadgar, it's not me listening!"

Turalyon grabbed the attendant next to him. It was a tall human knight. His name was Joe Ayre. He was once an adjutant of the dead knight Gavinrad and is now the captain of the expedition paladin.

"Joe, tell them what you heard!"

Turalyon said that Paladin Joe Ayre was hesitant, but after a while, he stretched his finger to the southwest:

"It is true that the general is right, and I can hear the song. If there is nothing, it is in that direction! Something is calling us... a holy and bright existence."

This phenomenon immediately attracted the attention of the children of Lothar. The expedition camped on the ground closest to the Dark Portal. After detailed investigation, Khadgar was surprised to find that only the Paladin and the entourage priest could hear the so-called The singing of other people, neither Ranger nor Griffon Knight, can hear them.

"So, the call of the Holy Light?"

The Archmage frowned: "In this desolate world, is there a Holy Light?"

"It's more pure than the Holy Light we met in Azeroth! Khadgar!"

Turalyon pulled the Archmage's arm sincerely. He looked around and said softly:

"There must be a Holy Light creature stronger than Azeroth in this world, and I must send this news back to the Silver Hand headquarters! If it really exists, then this world... this world will become the Paladins’ Holy Land!"

"This is the orc world! It is malicious to us! Turalyon!"

The Archmage snapped:

"Are you crazy? We are still unsettled by ourselves, do you want to summon some Paladins? This is too risky! I can't agree!"

This scolding made the knight called by the Holy Light awake. He thought about it and nodded.

"You're right, Khadgar, I'm a little irritable, at least we can't act lightly until we see the existence with our own eyes...forgive my rashness."

Khadgar shook his head and dealt with everything Paladins. They were friendly, humble and helpful, but once talking about faith, these guys armed with the Holy Light would look different, stubborn, impulsive and Fighting, for any enemies who do not believe in the Holy Light, they are eager to show the greatness of the Holy Light.

Khadgar, like other mages, holds a gesture of scrutiny for any faith. Deep in his heart, he does not believe that the Holy Light is truly selfless. Any faith has its own shortcomings, and the same is true of the Holy Light.

But this is not the most important thing for him. Khadgar looked up, 30 griffons carrying dwarves and human griffon knights, rushing in every direction of this endless wasteland, they will be in the shortest time , To return information about the dead Hellfire Peninsula, and on the other side, the knights led by Darnas himself have begun to explore the surrounding environment.

"There is a barracks for orcs!"

More than ten minutes later, Aurelia, who was riding a war horse, stopped in front of the Archmage. She pointed in the direction of the southeast, and the ranger's face was strange:

"The building is still intact and there are no signs of damage. From what we saw, it seems to have been actively abandoned. The orcs there are in a hurry. After leaving the camp, the marks they left became scattered. It seems that there has been a war, but the strangest thing is here!"

Aurelia looked anxiously at the distant Hellfire Citadel. She whispered:

"The corpses in the fort are gone... In fact, every stronghold we found, even a corpse was not found, Khadgar, this place is very wrong! Prepare for defense in advance."

"It's hard for you, Aurelia."

Khadgar nodded to the captain of the ranger, and the more information they collected, the more doubts the Archmage had. In the end, he also set his sights on the dead Hellfire Citadel in front of him.

The Archmage has a hunch that all secrets will be answered in that huge fortress.

And the activities of the Alliance Expeditionary Force can’t hide the current owner of this land. In the quiet and warm darkness, the lord wearing a black dress turned over on his large bed. She looked good and beautiful. The looming figure was even more noticeable, and the moment the league’s first sentry approached her fortress, the lord suddenly opened his eyes.

In the darkness, it was a beating of blood, like two evil fires lit.

"Oh... finally having fun."

News of the arrival of guests from another world appeared for the first time in the spirit of Tyrion, above the dark temple in the distant Shadowmoon Valley, Lord Darkblade stood up from his cold throne, he Go to the edge of the rooftop and watch the knights patrolling around the dark temple that has been repaired.

There was a different emotion in his ice-blue eyes, and a call was made in the spiritual link. Soon, the shadow behind him was beating, showing the figure of the blood watcher. Compared with a year ago, Nasa The kind of rebellious aura on the body is much less, just like in the time to fully understand his current status, and chose to obey.

However, this does not mean that she was utterly mortal to Tyrion. In fact, she still has nothing to do, but she will no longer proactively provoke the bottom line of the death lord.

"The door of darkness is still opened, but it has been secured for a year and six months, which is enough, Nassa, send your watchman to go to Azeroth before those humans close the door of darkness. Contact our agent over there..."

"Contact is not a problem."

Nasa's fingers were shaking, and a small dagger jumped back and forth in her hand. Like a butterfly wearing flowers, she glanced at Tyrion's back and whispered:

"But it has been a year and a half since we last contacted him. Who knows if the goblin is still loyal to us? You know, even after death, you can easily buy him with money."

"If he betrayed, then there is no need for him to exist."

Tyrion waved his finger:

"His life and death are up to you. The "friends" of the Alliance step into this world. They are not troublesome, but I have to solve the matter over Alanka Peak Forest... so the war can only be left to Lu Minas, I hope she will show mercy to the guests."

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, Tyrion, you are always so confident."

Nasa's figure disappeared into the darkness, and her voice became low:

"There is a huge time bomb next to you, and she holds most of the secrets of the Dark Blade Knights. Once the bomb explodes, the world under your rule has no secrets in front of the alliance... So, do I need to help you get rid of her?"

"No need!"

The death knight whispered: "She is also a member of the dark blade knight. I believe that she has been with us for so long, and her sense of death must be very different...but you think it makes sense."

"boom"

Tyrion snapped his fingers in the dark. A moment later, a shattered man wearing a unique shaman robe, two golden sickles at his waist, and a skull pendant on his back walked into the roof. He was half kneeling on Tyre Behind Ang, he said in a hoarse voice:

"What do you ask? Master."

"Akama, how is your connection with Teredor maintained?"

Tyrion asked another thing. The leader of the Ashtongue Breaker, Akama, who had become a powerful shaman, replied respectfully:

"The draenei of Teredore still reject us, but thanks to your kindness, the elemental way has begun to spread throughout the Draenor camp, and with this, I can live with Tyre The broken leader in Dole, my former friend Nobundo kept in touch, but Nobundo’s identity in Teredore is not noble...it’s hard to say whether he can be among the arrogant draenei Upper class."

"That's enough, you did well."

Tyrion nodded. He turned back to look at the leader of the broken man. The scene when they first met two years ago was still vivid. At that time, Akama was shrivelled, weak in spirit, and lost the faith of the Holy Light. It made him a little bit irresistible, but after learning the elements of the shaman, Akama, who had recovered his faith, became stronger.

Not only did he recover his strength, but more importantly, the new faith filled the emptiness of his heart and his people's hearts, and the gray tongue-breaker had become a force in the dark temple during these 2 years.

Akama himself is grateful to Tyrion, but it is hard to say whether he is loyal to the death knight.

"Continue to maintain your contact with Teredor. If necessary, I may need you to use this connection to reach the bridge between the Dark Blade Knights and the Draenei. In addition, you will tell Ella yourself!"

"The Hellfire Citadel encountered a certain threat. Her good friend Luminas needs help, so I will send her to the Hellfire Peninsula with a part of the breakers and death knights to prepare her for the war!"

"Observe, master."

Akama's figure slowly disappeared into the darkness, and the death knight's eyes narrowed. He was thinking about another thing in his heart.

"Engineer Ella, a dwarf living in the dead, you seem to have adapted to this high-weight life, but you will meet your former friends, face your current friends, and have been protecting your Luminas ...What choice would you make between the living and the dead?"

"I'm curious..."

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