Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Cough"

The hot golden flames burned on the corpse, quickly evaporating all the liquid in the corpse, leaving only a dry corpse, Reid who barely survived in the first round of shelling. The black hand pushed hard His body was burned all over his body, and the red war blade on his hand was melted by a third.

He shook his head, awake from the dizziness of the fall and the impact, he lowered his head, the commander Vaughan who had just been smug just now had become a corpse-like thing, but even so, his thin cheeks were still there. With a frightened expression.

Reid picked up a wooden stick from the ground. He turned his head and worked hard to build a complete arsenal and those skilled orcs who were loyal to him were destroyed. The smell of disgust was accompanied by the burning air in this hall. Reverberating in the ruins, Reid looked up at the collapsed mountain wall in front of him, and the sunlight of the burning plain shone from the melting rocks into the dim black stone tower, making Reid dull.

After a few seconds, he panted, like he was going crazy, and climbed the hot ruins in front of his eyes with his hands and feet. He lay on the entrance of the melting and shaped cave like a glass, from a height of hundreds of meters, look At the height of the burning plain below, at this height, the entire burning plain can vaguely fall into his eyes.

And what did Chief Blackstone see?

He saw a whole silent army, with black, flags with broken blades, quietly arranged on the ground below the Black Stone Tower, the death knights riding on the warhorse, the silent skeleton infantry, and those The behemoth standing on the ground, the black tide that spread to the end of his sight made him feel dizzy.

Reed swallowed hard, he raised his head and looked at the sky. In the boundless sky, the crows whom he had seen in Delano as a child were flapping their wings and covering the sky. How many crows were there? fifty thousand? One hundred thousand? Or more?

Although he had imagined the scenes he would face before fighting the undead, until now, after witnessing the power of his father's loyalty, Reid felt ashamed of his poor imagination... At the same time, a strange mood rose in his heart.

Humbled? fear?

No, neither!

"Really, I can't help myself..."

Red murmured to himself. He thought he could resist such a force. A few minutes ago, he thought about defeating the undead in one fell swoop and letting his old father look at himself, but now, he saw it.

This force that can tremble the world...he saw it.

Reid stood on the edge of the completely broken mountain like a sluggish patient. He watched the undead below calibrate the muzzle again. When the focal lens above the eccentric artillery opened again, the sky There seemed to be dozens of pale gold beams connecting the heavens and the earth. The crystals on the tops of the artillery shone with dazzling light. The chieftain knew that they were about to attack again.

The undead didn't even think about fighting the orcs in battle. They used this cruel and spectacular way to directly destroy the entire black stone tower.

"Buzz"

The golden light once again enveloped the vision of Reed Blackhand, forcing him to close his eyes. Even so, the scorching light like the sun still made his glasses rise, and the scorching sense made Reid give up In order to resist, he could not resist such an attack, he was even ready to die, but after ten seconds or so, when the temperature returned to normal again, he opened his eyes, but only saw the slip in front of him Mountain stone.

Reid raised his head violently, looking at the cave that was swaying upwards, at the top of the black stone tower, where the black dragons live...

"Black Dragon, that's their real goal... they didn't take the orcs in their eyes at all..."

A humiliated emotion rose in Reid's heart. He clenched the stick that was beginning to weather. The chief bit his teeth and stumbled in a tunnel like an earthquake. He was still unwilling to fail. He has one last stroke.

At the same time, in the black stone tower filled with chaos and fear, the silent beam of death made the orcs suffer from the enemy. After realizing that the other side of the fortress had suffered a terrible attack, the orcs on the front line became popular. Panic, and at this deadly moment, the dwarven undead attacked again, and this time, they used the dwarf's ability to watch.

artillery!

Hundreds of artillery on the cart were pushed out of the Dark Furnace City, and the Necromancers arranged them outside the Great Circle Stairs below the Black Stone Tower, as well as the restored steel and stone puppets, It also appeared in the army of the Necromancer. Seeing this scene, even the most courageous orcs realized that they lost.

The lunatics on the opposite side were not afraid that the internal shelling would cause the mountain to crack, burying themselves in the ruins, and the living orcs feared this bad ending, so after the first round of shelling, the spicy smell of gunpowder and the shaking rock shattered. In between, the orcs and trolls guarding the position dispersed.

The undead had almost no effort to open the passage to the black stone tower, and at this time, all the orders in the black stone tower had collapsed.

"boom"

The upper door of the Black Stone Tower leading to the Black Dragons' lair was pushed open, and Red, who was terrified and burned all over the body, rushed into the Black Wings Nest with the warriors who were finally loyal to himself. first name.

And those black dragons and dragons who were arrogant and did not want to say a word to the orcs were running in a hurry. The sun shone from the stripped mountain into the dark palace, and Reid turned his head. I saw a giant dragon whose body was melted in half.

He recognized it.

Lazogel, the general of the dragon who was in charge of the black dragon egg, was grumpy and stupid and arrogant. Now it seems that this unlucky guy has bad luck and was directly penetrated by the terrible sun rays in the silent attack just now. The body.

In fear of coming silently, these proud dragons are no different from orcs. After seeing weapons that can destroy their powerful bodies, dragons will also fear, because they will also bleed.

"Black hand!"

A rough voice rang in front of the eyes of the orc chieftain. Reed looked up and saw an adult black dragon flapping its wings and flying fast. The huge body of this guy almost blocked the passage in front of him. It hovered In the low palace, staring at the orcs in front of him with yellow snake pupils, it said loudly:

"Come with me, the prince wants to see you!"

The black hand nodded silently, quickly stepped forward, and after climbing to the back of the black dragon, his guards also wanted to keep up, but the black dragon stopped him.

"He's the only one! Everyone else rolls back! Otherwise, you will be eaten!"

The rude Black Dragon dropped the threat, and turned around in the palace with difficulty, flapping his wings and swiftly swept towards the deepest part of the palace.

The Blackwing Nest is a mysterious place. On a certain night three years ago, after Red Blackhand and the suddenly emerged Black Dragon Prince Nefarian reached certain agreements, this palace, which originally belonged to the Blackrock Chiefs, was " "Send" to Nefarian. In return, the Black Dragons will also give some oracles to war weapons.

For example, those dragon beasts lacking wisdom are the inferior products of Nefarian’s biological experiments. Dragon beasts, a seemingly distorted creature, are actually inferior breeds hatched from dragon eggs. After hatching dragon eggs without fertilization, It is easy to grow into this kind of half-human and half-dragon creature, and only those eggs that are laid by males and females can grow into real giant dragons.

The birth principles of dragons and beasts like beasts are the same, and in the dragon's social system, these defective products belong to servants.

Blackhand rides behind the Black Dragon Fermer, flying fast in the transformed palace. In the dark, he can see some jars in the corner, filled with green liquid and some dead. The dragon's organs, or directly the dragon's corpse, are not only black dragons, but also dragons of other dragons.

This gloomy scene proves that the black dragon prince who likes to "experiment" is actually not a good character to deal with. In fact, sometimes, the black hand feels that he is just a puppet. It is this mysterious and real person who really controls the black stone tower. The mighty prince.

"Wow"

Black Dragon Fermer gave a roar, and in the light of Transfiguration, it became a human with black hair and black pupils, and the black hand was thrown aside in embarrassment. In front of him, it was a quaint throne, and Black Dragon Prince Nefarian was sitting there, and several other blood-blooded black dragon leaders were beside him.

Blackhand got up from the ground, trying to make his expression look docile.

"The undead really opened my eyes."

A magnetic voice sounded, and the Black Dragon prince stood up from the throne. His form at this time was a human with a noble spirit, and his perfectly combed hair was attached to the top of his head. His eyes were as violent as his father. Burning, his body was slender, wearing a gorgeous black robe, with a flaming crown on top of his head, and in his hand was a scepter like dragon claw inlaid with dark red gemstones.

He is the son of Deathwing, the brother of Onyxia, the black dragon princess, cruel, cunning, knowing how to be tolerant and conspiracy, and powerful, so after the strange disappearance of the Deathwing, he naturally became the king of all black dragons.

Nefarian walked beside the black hand, he wiped the dust off his arm for the orc chieftain, he whispered:

"They used that weird sunlight weapon to destroy the lower layer of the Blackwing Nest, but the upper layer was built on the top of Blackrock Mountain. There is no need to worry that they will attack here. It is safe here."

"But it will not be safe forever, the King of Blackstone..."

Reid uttered the title very disgusted, and the praise of the King of Blackstone made Nefarian narrow his eyes:

"King of Blackstone? I like this title, but now is not the time to discuss this. The undead are coming aggressively. They obviously want to occupy here. In fact, Blackstone Mountain is just an optional palace for me, but the problem is, Before leaving, I have some valuable items that I need to transfer...and I hope that the heroic orc warriors will buy me some time."

Although the voice was very gentle, the strength and the coldness hidden inside made the Blackhand Chief bite his teeth:

"We can't stop them, they are too many."

Blackhand's question seems to have been under the consideration of Prince Black Dragon. He waved his finger and said to Blackhand:

"Of course I won't let you attack the undead's formation. I will provide you with a group of young dragons. With their help, you should be able to sustain the initial attack... rest assured, Mr. Chief, if necessary I will let my brave subordinates help you."

After that, the prince turned and waved his hand:

"Go, do what you should do, Chief, you are not willing to fail, I can feel...the left and right are just hiding for a while, looking for opportunities to fight back, rest assured, I have a great hiding place, just In the Black Stone Tower, I will tell you that as long as you move fast, those undead can never find you!"

The black hand wanted to say something, but watching the black dragon leaders around him staring at him with dangerous eyes, the orc took a hard breath, and finally turned and left.

"Humph, a coward who thinks he is a hero."

Black Dragon Fermer looked at the black hand disappearing at the end of the hall with disdain. A hint of cunning flashed in his yellow snake pupil. He looked at his prince and asked in a low voice:

"So, what should we do? His Royal Highness?"

"Ugh..."

Nefarian, who was seated back on the throne, sighed in disappointment. He looked at the platform of the palace. Above the sky, the Howler Legion had begun to move toward the top of the Blackstone Tower. The sky launched a surprise attack on the Blackwing Nest.

"I wanted to realize my ideals here, but now it seems that the Black Stone Tower is also a troubled place."

Nefarian moaned his chin. After a while, he said to the other Black Dragon leaders:

"Separately, everyone took some people, left from all directions, and met in Stormwind City. I think that my proud sister would probably not refuse help from the Presto family, but I heard that she was in Stormwind has achieved a very noble status, which is very good, it is time for the Presto family to rise again."

A flash of light flashed in the eyes of Prince Black Dragon:

"It's time to serve the great human empire again, and the Black Dragon Legion will be returned to the shadow of the empire... The undead are coming in fiercely, and no one knows what they want, so this time, we are better to keep a low profile."

"Tell Mallorak, let him activate all the defense systems of the Blackwing Blood Ring, and let him contain those orcs here if necessary, stick to it, stick with it for as long as possible... it's time to let the old one die Devoted to the glory of the Black Dragon Legion."

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