Azeroth’s Death Track

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The Hellfire Peninsula was calm for a few days, and was once shrouded in hustle and bustle. In the land and sea between the pool of Agona and the throne of Kil'jaeden, the demons from the devil star Marton seemed to migrate. Like a herd of deer, huddled together and chased in the direction of the retreat of the undead. This kind of defeat is like once conquering thousands of worlds, so that these demons have recovered the madness that the destroyer should have.

Watching the demons running between the sky and the earth, and the spells thrown by the warlocks, Terion standing on the hill behind the pool of Agona reached out and brushed his sideburns off the gray side. The hair, from his position, can clearly see the presence of the demons in the rear, the tall, fierce doomsday lord.

That was Kazak, the iconic appearance and the huge broad-edged sword in his hands, which allowed Tyrion to recognize it the first time.

But the death knight is not panicking, and he has no reason to panic. Standing behind him is the breath of golden Rukma, this sophisticated energy weapon has been installed in place.

"Some existences are so arrogant and like to run to destroy the precious things that others have long insisted on..."

Tyrion reached out his left hand and grabbed the joystick of Lukma Breath. The golden bird shell suddenly opened at this moment, and the sunlight collector polished by a whole piece of Apexis crystal began to shine. , The pale sunlight over the Hellfire Peninsula was gathered, just as it did in the Plain of Franconian.

It's like a pale beam of light that connects heaven and earth, beating the dazzling and deadly light.

The death knight adjusted the sight of Lukma’s Breath, which is like the front sight of a low-end version of the FPS game in another world. However, according to Roglio and Seven, this is the pinnacle of the Crow civilization. The energy weapon is actually projectile!

In less than 5 seconds, Death Gron, who carried the breath of Rukma, groaned. The temperature on this hillside was rapidly increasing, and soon reached the limit of blood and flesh. The death knight propped up a huge anti-magic The shield, wrapping himself and Goron in it, made the trembling death Goron calm down again.

His hands holding the joystick had already emitted white smoke. The disadvantage of the energy weapon made by the crow was as great as the advantage. No wonder it was made from it to completely disappeared. It was only fired twice and gathered in the sun. The extreme heat is simply unbearable for flesh and blood creatures.

On the bird's head statue in front of Lukma's Breath, the two pure solar crystals were filled with white gold light, like a ready-to-fire artillery. After roughly aiming at Kazakh's position, Tyrion Narrowing his eyes, his fingers beating on the button:

"Yes, I am talking about you, demons... you villains who like to destroy and destroy wantonly, the pain and sorrow of the victims will make you happy, destruction and killing will let you indulge, and slaughter and annihilation are your birth. The only meaning is, you see, I know you better than anyone!"

At this time of solitude, facing the thousands of troops in front of him, Tyrion murmured like a nervousness, and a haunted smile appeared on his face, and his fingers pressed hard at the next moment. Button.

"But fortunately...me too, do you want a massacre?"

"Then I will give you!"

"boom"

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The moment the Kazak appeared in the portal, the Prophet Velen standing at the top of the distant Hellfire Citadel squeezed the staff in his hand, and he had seen the dark red two-winged demon.

He has seen it!

In the most terrifying nightmare... On the day when Argus fell, the day when the dark Titan appeared on Argus, that is, it stood beside the dark god, and it also raised its arms and held the innocent The blood spilled all over the once beautiful world.

After it began to slaughter, the endless demons flew from the sky to the ground, like a dark green flame, smashing all the will and determination of the Eredar people...After that, Argus was beaten Broken spine.

"The Doom...The Demon Lord who brought the Doom..."

Velen whispered:

"Kazak!"

"Let your leader come back, he can't deal with this demon!"

The Prophet turned his head and said solemnly to the blood mage standing beside him:

"This is one of the most powerful demon lords besides Archmond and Kil'jaeden in the Burning Legion, even me..."

"Shut up and watch quietly, Prophet!"

Glokush, who came back from Nagrand, interrupted the prophet's persuasion with carelessness. The tall orc held his arms and looked at the direction of the pool of Agona. His eyes moistened by the energy of death made him clear. Seeing the war on that side, his gray eyes also stirred a sharp light.

"Tirion never does things that he is not sure about! Since he dares to go to the battle alone, it means he is sure!"

And it wasn’t just Grokush who was stationed here, beside him, Loglio, Seven, Ottum, and even Saurfang, who had never been involved in these things, were awesome.

The dead lords of the Dark Blade Knights are not here, and behind the Hellfire Citadel, the Celent Corps from Talador and the Ariel’s Yrel Corps have also arrived, plus the Hellfire Guard The remnants of the legion Luminas and the screamer legion in the sky, this time, the Dark Blade Knights can be called out.

The prophet wanted to say something. He didn’t understand why these death knights would have such great confidence in Tyrion’s crazy adventure. He also didn’t understand why these undead would withdraw to the position and put large and large strategic locations. Give your hand to the demons.

Tyrion invited him to share the victory, but in this case, let alone victory, whether it can survive the first wave of attacks by the demon army is a problem.

"You guys are... crazy."

The Prophet felt like he was being fooled. He even doubted whether these undead had turned to the Burning Legion and wanted to sell him to Kil'jaeden, but just as he was about to turn around and leave, a bright beam of light suddenly appeared. Behind the pool of Agona, the pale sunlight in the sky of Hellfire Peninsula seems to be completely converged at this moment, all infused into that place.

Velen's subconscious narrowed his eyes. This scene also made those charging demons stagnate for a moment, and just a few seconds later, two white-gold lights from the pool of Agona, where Tyrion stood. Flashing away, like piercing the hustle and bustle of the arrow, and like a burst of fire in the dark.

In the first second, everything was as usual, and in the second, everyone standing on the Hellfire Citadel was blinded by the dazzling light. Even the prophet felt the tingling in the eyes and the scorching from the face, just like a huge amount. The energy burst completely in a moment, but the strange thing is that this burst is silent, and in silence, destruction comes to the face.

"Wow"

The scorching magazine of Lukma's Breath came out, and the perfectly processed Apexis crystal column placed in it had been completely melted into a liquid, just like a special ammunition for firearms, but it was regarded by Tyrion The secret weapon of Rukma's Breath emits not the crystal itself, but the sunlight gathered by this mysterious crystal through special methods.

The death knight reached out and the heavy frost storm froze the crystals of the liquid. The bitter frost covered the outer shell of the high-temperature Lukma's breath, and the high-temperature steam quickly evaporated. Ryan used this awful way to forcibly cool the weapon.

He raised his head, and this test shot just hit the center of the demon camp. In a few seconds, the sky fire ignited by the sunlight rays cut off the devil's legion, and almost one-fifth of the nearly 10,000 demons The bones disappeared in an instant, and the rest were blind and temporarily blind. This silent attack was like a stick hitting the demon's head and beating them directly.

That's right, demons do generally have strong flame resistance, but the problem is that Lukma's Breath emits more than just high-temperature rays, it also has certain sacred attributes.

It is similar to the fire of the holy light biased to burning, and the temperature is high to a certain extent, even the devil does not want to bear all this.

But this is just a test shot.

"Kaka"

Another crystal was tucked into the magazine of Lukma's Breath, and after correcting the landing point, this Tyrion aimed at the Doom Lord standing behind the Demon Legion...Kazak!

Death knights have never been naive to want to rely on an ancient weapon to defeat the endless army of demons, but as he once said, as long as the leader is killed, the threat of these demon gathered together will be instantly The time is at least half.

"what is that!"

The first rays of sunlight did not hit Kazak, but the powerful Doom Lord saw one-fifth of his demons die, and he immediately felt the threat of the gadget. The heavy giant blade sword was caught, Doomsday The lord flapped his wings and flew up, personally removing the huge threat.

But at the moment when it spread its wings and flew, behind it, the gap in the shadow realm suddenly opened, and the energy of the dark claws held the doomsday lord in the air, accompanied by birds. Hissing.

"Thanks, Ansu!"

Tyrion shouted loudly, and at the next moment, the platinum sun rays were excited again, this time...the two rays accurately wrapped the sky around Kazak, and in the scorching skyfire, Doom Lord The screams of screamed through the Hellfire Peninsula.

Just hit the bullseye!

"Kaka"

It was another rapid unloading and reloading. The heavy frost made the golden shell on the surface of Lukma's Breath also show fine cracks. This ancient energy weapon was not used for bursts. Every time There must be a long interval between shots, and the huge heat accumulated during continuous shooting is not manipulated to withstand, even if it is metal, it will be completely melted.

However, the death knight who entered the magic seal form was surrounded by heavy death energy. He used self-consumption to make this ancient weapon glow unprecedentedly, the sharpest long sword of the ancient crow civilization. After thousands of years, once again used to protect the world of their descendants, if those crow ancestors have knowledge under the fountain, they might also feel gratified.

"boom"

Under the dance of Kazak, the exploding Fel Storm extinguished the fire of the sun ignited on him. The armor of the Doomsday Lord had all been melted, and the molten iron infiltrated its cracked body, which made the Doomsday Lord feel pain every time it moved. And its left leg was also blurred by the blood and flesh burned by that terrible ray. It lifted up its left hand, leaving only a third of the huge broad-bladed sword in its hand. Even the devil's blade was heated by the sun. melted.

"You didn't kill me! You... you **** it!"

Kazak roared and drove the magical gust of wind. It waved its broken blade and crossed the sky above the pool of Agona, which had become dry and desert-like, and the dark green evil fire wrapped a thick cloud behind it. The same halo, this demon lord has gone out of anger.

And when it was less than 500 meters away from Tyrion, the death knight stood up and put his right finger on the button. He opened his left hand and waved towards Kazak, he was high Shouted to:

"Mighty Doom Lord, my friend Kazak... This is our first meeting, why not smile?"

"???

Kazak's eyes widened, and the next moment, in the wail of the weird golden metal instrument, the irritating glowing rays rushed in a scattered way, and the world in front of it was bursted in a light spot. , Dyed a piece of pale platinum.

"boom"

When the platinum flame rose to the sky for the third time, Glokush, who was standing on the Hellfire Citadel, grabbed the battle axe in his hand, and other death lords also mounted their mounts, behind the Hellfire Citadel, three The Legion and the Raven Screamer in the sky acted in unison, as if the opening of the War Machine had been opened.

"You guys, what are you going to do?"

The Prophet asked loudly, Glokus looked back, he said in a deep voice:

"Tirion is calling us, he said... The demon lord has been seriously injured, the incoming legion of dragons is headless, the time for war and victory has arrived, as long as the final portal is closed, the world can be bathed in the supreme In glory, in short, it’s time for us to enter!"

"Oh, by the way, I forgot that you are a living person...you can't hear this undead's declaration of war, but if you are willing to go with us, you might be able to cut off the demon lord's head by hand. .. I can see that you are full of hate for it."

The death knight grabbed the reins of the death raven and waved toward the prophet:

"Mr. Velen and the draenei warriors you represent, will you go with the dead?"

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