Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Ding"

The golden, somewhat worn pocket watch opened at the cold fingertips, even in another world, this symbol of the past is still operating meticulously, and the time from Azeroth was rippling in Khadgar’s palm, he Standing in front of the ruins of the Dark Portal, it seemed very quiet.

For the orthodox mage, things like clocks and watches are often given a lot of deeper meanings. Every time the pointer is crossed, it symbolizes the passage of time for one second, and the slight sound of the gear also means that life is slow. For many masters, the passage of time is much more than the time itself.

But time, the word has lost its meaning for Khadgar today.

His gaze swept over the pocket watch. After the two black hands overlapped again, he raised his head and looked at the "repaired" site in front of him. A few years ago, the pillar of darkness in the world of Draenor was made by What he destroyed by hand, at that time, he thought that the symbol of burying the disaster completely was correct, but now, that naive concept has already been erased.

"call"

The dead wind of Hellfire Peninsula blew his face, blowing his gray hair, and the cloak behind the big lich was also blowing, and after the cloak, under the high platform, the black-pressed undead Quietly formed into a military formation, lined up one behind the other, they continued into the Hellfire Citadel in the center of the barren land.

Two thirds of the undead in the entire Draenor world are already standing here, a large number of undead infantry guarding the death knights riding on the warhorse, and the giant statues of hills and heavy armor These ultimate land weapons are also equipped with some golden devices on the back, just like carrying heavy artillery forward.

There are also noisy fiery blood undeads at the end of the team. The blood of the demon changed their body of the undead. Although the impact on the dead is not as profound as the living, the blood of the demon is inherently violent and Chaos still affects their sanity.

Finally, the dead crows suspended in the sky. Although Queen Reshie did not participate in this expedition, she kept her promise and handed over most of the screamers to the commanders of the death lords. Among the screamers who are generally silent and silent, the strange and huge death raven hovered in the air, its shadow over the earth, quiet and dangerous.

The death lords who did not follow Tyrion to Azeroth also gathered here, Yrel, Roglio, Saurfang, two blood mage, and a strange high elf, they ride on their own He immediately stood behind Khadgar and waited for the moment.

In front of everyone, the once-destroyed pillar of Dark Portal has been reconstructed. Due to the widening of the magic line and the cracks in the space, the newly built Dark Portal has become wider and larger enough to accommodate hundreds of people at the same time, just like A triumphant gate is general, and on both sides of the pillar, according to the style of the dark blade, too many patterns are carved, the whole body is dark red, and it looks very strange and unknown.

"Click"

The golden pocket watch was closed, and the big lich removed the white skull from his waist. He looked at the pillar of the dark gate in front of him, and he whispered:

"It's time, everyone."

"Om"

A huge cold magic power burst from the big lich's palm. At the next moment, the shadow energy in Gul'dan's skull was drawn, and the big lich's body quickly cast a shadow, and those dark sparks on his body Beating, the fine dark lightning strangled the space around him.

In the eyes that can see the magic, the silent magic lines are connected one by one, a huge space crack is awakened, it roars and tears the calm air, projecting itself in front of the eyes of hundreds of thousands of undead. The empty pillars filled.

"A lot of times, I will consider the fate of Azeroth. In the era of turmoil, disaster, and pain, is there a way, an answer that will satisfy everyone, as well as the world."

The plain voice of the big lich reached the ears of the dead lords behind him:

"No, there is no such a way."

"Om"

The dark green energy vortex began to rotate in the wide pillar of dark gate, the speed is getting faster and faster, just like the lighted crystal lamp, the psychedelic green light spreads along a fulcrum, spreading out quickly, just Like a door being pushed open from the inside, exposing a dangerous world to everyone's eyes.

"Many times, peace is not the only answer."

Khadgar reached out and pulled his purple mage hat. The shadow faded from his cold body little by little. He reached out and took his guardian's staff from the hand of the lich Drandon, who was behind him, in the law. In the beating of the necrotic rune on the top of the staff, an obscure light burst from the staff and penetrated into the dark green vortex that was spinning rapidly in front of the eyes.

Just like adding a certain stabilizer, the beating space crack quickly stopped under the control of Khadgar. Behind the slowly flowing energy vortex, a familiar world has opened the door and is waiting. Guests' visits.

"Come on, follow me."

Khadgar walked forward with his staff, and the death lords followed behind him silently, and the necrotic army behind the city, which was enough to instantly flood a city, also slowly moved forward, as if a quiet tide began to surge. Let anyone who sees this scene feel shocked.

"Prove me..."

Khadgar’s body took a step forward and merged into the green vortex. The consciousness of the big lich was immersed in the twisted space of the Dark Portal connected world in the next moment, but he was strong enough, and the powerful magic was wrapped in his Physically, he was protected from this storm.

When he opened his eyes again, the dark red land and the pale sky appeared in front of the Hellfire Peninsula. The big lich who no longer needed to breathe looked at the fortress in the distance, he sighed:

"Prove to me... we are not here, wasting time."

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"Great energy fluctuations were detected in the direction of the Dark Portal! Hurry up, let's go and see!"

In the watchtower at dusk, the mages stationed in the castle had just finished their dinner. After drinking enough, everyone was ready to finish the day’s work, but at this time, the energy fluctuations that made the mages thrilled from The direction of the dark gate burst out.

It was like a whip was pumped fiercely on everyone, making some lazy mage like a chased donkey, quickly rushed to their surveillance post.

After the reconstruction of the Holy Arathor Empire, Lothar issued many new decree, one of which was to put the Watchtower directly under the management of the empire center. Obviously, the new Emperor Emperor attached great importance to this frontier area. In his appeal Next, Dalaran specially dispatched a magnificent group of mages to stay here.

There are also royal guards from the Arathor Empire and the elite soldiers who were originally stationed here. It can be said that the Overwatch is developing in the direction of a very large defensive fortress. In the plan of the Emperor Losa, the Overwatch In the future, it will become a defensive city, and it will be blocked in the southern frontier of the empire.

The emperor saw a huge threat from another world, and he made efforts to this end, but now it seems that his efforts are obviously not enough, or that he still underestimates the power accumulated by Tyreon’s painstaking efforts. , Dormant... The long dormant exists only for victory.

"The space crack of the Dark Portal has been torn apart!"

Archmage Sasranan from Dalaran manipulated the surveillance orb, using the magical sentry around the Dark Portal Crater as a node, and watched what happened to the Dark Portal from the perspective of the sky.

The high elf magi saw the dark green vortex rippling through the ruins of the dark gate that had collapsed. He saw the rapidly rotating energy vortex and the finalized giant portal.

This made sweat on the forehead of the Archmage. He participated in the orc wars. He knew what it meant to open the door of darkness again, but in fact, everyone believed that the door of darkness could not be opened again, because opening darkness The key to the door, a treasure called the skull of Gul'dan, is now kept in the hands of the draenei prophet.

"Either he lied to us, or the creatures of that world have found a new source of energy."

The other mages also watched the situation on the spot nervously. They had opened the communication orb, preparing to send the news of the opening of the Dark Gate back to Dalaran and the Empire.

On the other hand, the soldiers who have received the news have begun to gather in the piercing alarm bells. The general who commanded the soldiers is no longer Danas Torbain, but General Rosenden from the Kingdom of Storms. Is a battlefield giant, and a sincere paladin.

But just as the soldiers were tensely assembled, Archmagist Sasranan's observation angle showed a human in gray purple robes and gray hair. He was carrying a staff and slowly walking from the endless door of darkness. When he stepped out, the guy looked up at the next moment and seemed to see eyes that didn't exist in the sky.

"Om"

Archmage's surveillance perspective suddenly broke at this moment, but the elf had already seen the man's face...

"Kadgar..."

Saslanan murmured the name. He had lived in Dalaran for decades. He could not have mistaken that face, but those eyes, those silver eyes shining with cold light .

All this gave the Archmage an unpredictable hunch. He turned back, grabbed the communication orb in the hands of the apprentice, and the magic communication frequency with Dalaran was opened at the next moment, and a line of magic writing flashed above the communication orb. , And at the same moment, the dazzling portal light suddenly lit up in the center of the mage outpost in Overwatch.

Archmage Saslanan turned around and saw the big lich with his followers, Shi Shiran walked out of the broken portal halo, and the space anchor lock that had been opened did not stop this raid at all.

Khadgar pointed the staff in his hand on the ground, and the rapidly spreading frost burst out from under his feet, freezing everything around him in a sweeping manner. He stared at the elf in front of him with silver eyes. Master, he said softly:

"The living people are really lazy, even after a few years, the parameters of the space anchor have not been modified. Don't you know that the parameters of the space law array here were all set by me?"

There was a sneering smile on the corner of the lich's mouth, six golden rune locks rippling around his body, and the crazy magic of the big lich broke out. At the next moment, a whole wall was covered with ice, those weak master apprentices Even without struggling time, he was frozen into ice sculptures.

"It's time to pay for your negligence and laziness...Oh, you should fight hard for yourself, otherwise..."

"boom"

A high-level mage trying to escape with teleportation, between the dancing of the big lich's fingers, was forcibly cut by teleportation to cut his body in half, and in the blood, Khadgar looked at Sasranan , He whispered:

"Otherwise, you can only fall like an unknown pawn."

At the same time, on the ground less than 1000 meters away from the watch tower, the lich Drandon, who was transformed by Khadgar, opened a temporary portal. In the shock of the ground, the powerful war weapon colossus stepped in. At the outpost of the Watch Tower, behind this huge monster like a mountain, the death lord Yrel was manipulating the golden heavy cannon behind it.

"Cheap replicas of Breath of Lukma... It is said that there is more than a third of the original power."

The fully armed Hoof Girl winked at the draenei who was floating beside her while putting the polished Apexis crystal column into the magazine:

"I actually want to try this stuff a long time ago."

The banshee Samara circled Yrel and the golden heavy artillery for two weeks. She said in a sharp voice:

"Don't blame me for hitting you, Yrel, this thing is not as deterrent as the original one, and I hate the sun."

"Click"

The outer shell above the golden heavy artillery was pushed away, and the gleaming Apexis crystal focal lens began to absorb the pale sunlight of the cursed land. Yrel shrugged. The next moment, Samara’s illusory body was hidden. In the good sister's body, and Yrel's left eye also turned **** red, she carefully adjusted the direction, and finally, when the gathered sunlight quickly increased the surrounding temperature, she pulled the trigger.

"boom"

Two scorching rays radiated from the gems carved into skulls by the heavy artillery, such as the sheathed scorching lightsaber, slamming precisely on the wall of the Watchtower. One's castle collapsed completely in the silent annihilation.

In the scorching ruins, Khadgar picked up the communication orb on the ground. Behind him, Archmage Sasranan fell to the ground with his eyes blindly. His body was covered with traces of severe frostbite, and he 'S heart has been pierced by ice.

"drop"

With a crisp sound, the magic communication was completed. A few seconds later, Dalaran's communication center received a message from the watch tower.

"Dark gate, everything is normal."

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