Azeroth’s Death Track

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"How long have we been going?"

Between the almost crazy big blizzards of the dragon bone wilderness, a group of people quickly walked through the snowfield. Outside the bodies of these warriors of various races, the light of elements summoned by the shaman shrouded the body of each warrior, letting the cold The wind can't attack their bodies, and the snow can't stop their footsteps. The elements of the storm push the soldiers' mounts forward. The breeze that winds on the mounts has made these beasts extremely fast.

But this... is still too slow.

During Jaina's inquiry, Vol'jin driving the blue velociraptor glanced at the sky covered by Blizzard, and he responded loudly:

"37 minutes. Probably, we only walked one-fifth of the way. Loa is telling me that at the end of the road, the power of darkness is lingering and the frequency is increasing rapidly. No matter what is going to happen ahead, we all have to Can't keep up!"

"That does not work!"

Jaina, who was driving the magic carpet, looked back at her mentor and Maudella, and her eyes shone with anxiety:

"We are going to open the portal!"

"You are crazy!"

The Archmage immediately refuted:

"Opening the portal without knowing the destination coordinates will send us into the most dangerous trap, there is the ancient glacier, Anna, you don’t know what kind of creatures live there...Lian Ju Dragons are reluctant to approach that place!"

"But Arthas..."

Jaina clenched her staff, she gritted her teeth and said:

"I can't just give him up, I can't just give up...my, my lover."

"Alert! An enemy is coming!"

The garrison, Marrad, who was at the forefront, suddenly pulled up the reins of the battle elephant, and a blaze of flame-like light swelled in his palm, and in a blink of an eye, it became a light like a halo. Halo, wrapped up the entire marching team.

This burst of aura contains at least four kinds of magic effects: defense, purification, counterattack, and protection. The exquisite use of the light energy of this hand is beyond the reach of human paladins...This is a draenei Racial talents, their affinity for the Holy Light is several times higher than the human Paladin.

"This rotten taste!"

Apprentice shadow hunter Wojin sniffed his nose. As soon as he waved his hand, six totems shining with blazing fire were inserted into the nearby snow. The young troll pulled out the curved blade behind his backhand, and he shouted loudly:

"Be careful! It's a dark creature!"

"Wow wow wow"

The surrounding cedar trees began to sway at this moment, as if there were thousands of horses and horses appearing. In the guards of all soldiers, those with bugs, eight legs, a lower body of a spider, and an upper body of a dark humanoid horror spider The demon rushed out of the snow, and he surrounded the team in an instant.

And among the spider warriors moving their jaw teeth and making sounds, a spider spider priest with a height of more than 3 meters and wearing a black gorgeous spooky robe appeared in front of the pedestrian, with a forehead on his forehead. The strange silvery white compound eyes, Tauren Bain just looked at it curiously, and he felt the confusion of thinking, which made the Tauren carrying the heavy machine gun subconsciously stagger the body.

"Well, children are very bad... In our etiquette, looking directly at the nobles but punishment for punishment."

A dull and low voice sounded in the minds of all living creatures at the same time. That voice carried a special power, but anyone who heard it would appear in the consciousness of this mysterious spider demon priest. In short , Weird.

This also reflects the powerful spiritual power of this spider demon, which can reflect the illusion in the mind of the Grand Vindicator, indicating that its spiritual power is much stronger than all the people present.

"who are you!"

The big sergeant jumped off the thunder elephant. He grabbed the crystal warhammer and took a step forward. The golden sacred light quickly formed a shining shield around his body. The scorching temperature made the snow under his feet melt quickly.

"Don't worry, uninvited guests, we have no hostility."

Between the beating of the spider-white priest's silvery compound eyes, his voice sounded again:

"You can call me a "disassembler". My name is very long and long. Based on my superficial understanding of human culture, my human name should be "Kirix". I am the last of the Nyrub Zerg. An Ankara high priest, don’t worry, I know you have seen many of my compatriots in the Scourge camp, but I am different from them."

The nerubian priest made a series of deep laughs.

"We are alive, just like you, but stronger than you, that's all."

"Alive spiderman?"

The sergeant frowned, he raised his hand, and motioned everyone behind him not to be impulsive. He put his weapon on the snow, and he said:

"A few months ago, our scout did report that there were some strange spiders in the ice fog village of the Dragonbone Wilderness, and he should be talking about you... The last remnant, but I am more curious, if there is no hostility, then why do you stand in front of us!"

"Keep off! Nerubians, we are shouldered..."

"You want to save the reckless human king, right?"

Kirix, the demolitionist, waved his forelegs carefully decorated with dark stones. He interrupted Marrard's words. He said:

"We have seen him. A day ago, he and his bodyguards killed a group of wolverines here, but he was not careful enough. After they left, some undead found their tracks and started tracking."

"Not a natural disaster!"

"what?"

When Jaina heard this, she exclaimed. She took a broken black emblem from the storage ring and threw it on the snow in front of the spider:

"Is the emblem worn by those undead?"

"Well, the black broken blade, yes, that's right, those elite undead knights did wear such emblems."

Between the wavers of the demolitioner's forelegs, the insignia seemed to be held up by an invisible hand and hovered in front of him quickly.

"It's Tyrion!"

At this time, everyone's expressions have changed. Anything that Tyrion is involved in will not be too simple. This has been recognized by everyone, and the atmosphere of the team has become more heavy.

"At your speed, you can't catch up anyway."

The disassembler’s voice sounded again, this time with a bit of deep expectation:

"I have felt that a strong will will come to this snowfield, and all of you will not be his opponent, but I also feel a firm will from your heart, you will be like a moth that puts out the fire. Rushing there, uh... the sacrifice of the brave is worthy of encouragement, come and follow us, there is a real shortcut in the ruins of the underground city of Azjol-Nerub."

"Spiders have built a whole world underground in Northrend, but few living creatures will enter there as "prey", come with me, I will want to show you that they belong to the spider miracle."

The demolitionist waved his paws, and the surrounding Nerubian warriors disappeared in the snow like they were when they appeared, leaving only caves with tiny openings.

But his proposal was not immediately answered. Everyone communicated with each other with eyes. After a while, Jaina stepped forward. She looked at the tall and mysterious spider demon priest in front of her. She asked in a low voice:

"Why help us? You should know that we don't trust you."

"Oh, stupid suspicion."

The dismantler tilted his head, and on his face, which could scare human children, revealed a very humanistic mockery:

"If you still have a little wisdom, then you should guess my purpose. As the last Anhaka priest, I want to recapture the great city of spiders, but we cannot do it alone, the power of the undead Already on the underground continent, even the most powerful king Anub'arak has been defeated, we must find allies."

"Fortunately, I heard that you and the undead are also a little "unpleasant," so... Shouldn't the prey pursued by a common hunter want to survive, shouldn't they help each other?"

"I have shown you the goodness of the spiders, do you want to refuse?"

Faced with the playful question of the dismantler, Jaina looked back at the people behind her, and the sergeant Marrard looked into the distance, then nodded slightly at her, so Jaina turned her head, she took a deep breath, yes The nerubian priest in front of him said:

"Humans are never afraid to accept peace, and we do need allies. If you can help us save Alsace, we... we are willing to talk to you about the next things in detail, for example, signing some covenants and the like."

"Useless things, useless things."

The demolitionist shook his head. He turned around and walked towards the snowy cedar forest. While walking, he said:

"The words on the paper will decay in time, and the peace of language is meaningless. Sacrifice... The real sacrifice is the basis of cooperation, but I am willing to take risks because I have no other way."

"Come with me, there is not much time left."

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The Nebula's underground city is as complex as the cobwebs in the dark. Without the guidance of the Nerubian, anyone loses himself in this darkness, and under the control of the Anhaka priest, these cross the dark abyss. The cobweb also shone with the dark blue magic.

The speed of everyone walking on the Internet, even driven by the nebulous magic of spiders, has even approached the speed of sound.

"boom"

A thick ice block covering the head of the Nerubian's web was lifted, and Jaina's figure shone, and appeared in a blizzard flying with a precise flash, and the first scene she saw, It is the scene where Alsace's figure flew out of the ice cave like a cannonball, smashing this whole glacier made by thousands of years of ice.

She had no time to wait for the person behind her, she grasped the staff and quickly rushed to the place where the young king fell. She saw the Tyrian in black armor, saw the heavy sword he lifted, and saw him suppressed in the big. Alsace in the depression.

Her lover is only one step away from Huangquan Road.

"Let him go! Monster!"

The heavy magic power of Jaina's body was fully activated at this critical moment. She waved her staff, and a group of adult-sized, frost arrows with endless coldness pierced the Tyrion. Dawn in the blizzard. Blade.

But he was waved by the latter and was easily smashed completely in the air. The ice flakes shining in the cold light were scattered. The Lord of the Dark Blade looked at the figures that appeared one by one in the snow and snow behind him. He saw the whole body shining like Marrad of the holy light, scorching like the sun, he also saw a rare, living spider demon priest.

This made Tirion couldn't help thinking about what kind of fantasy stories these guys have experienced in order to come up with such a weird combination?

and many more...

An absurd thought suddenly appeared in the heart of the high lord. He looked back at Arthas, who was trying to get up, and at the soldiers who were rushing towards him.

There are Paladins who specialize in the Holy Light, tall Tauren carrying heavy weapons and carrying shields, archmage that drives magic power and outputs damage, and totems that use the power of storms and the earth to heal and protect teammates. Full, there are also weird nets made out of spiritual power, covering the warriors to provide them with spiritual protection, spider demon priests, and those rangers who shoot bows and arrows at him in the snow, those assassins who jump into the shadows, wo Melee hunters like Kim, double-sword fighters like Tenred.

"Um... a less standard wasteland group."

Tyrion was moving his wrists. He watched the battle started in the snowstorm. A thin smile hung on his skinny face. He felt that he should shout a line or two of villain-style lines to reflect the eyes. scene.

Then, a few seconds later, accompanied by a huge dark swarm outside the blizzard, leading the dark frenzy to continue to move forward. The blade of dawn walked on the snow, his long sword waved out, black Thunderfire echoed in the sky behind him, turning the sky of the half-dragon bone wilderness into a dark and overcast tide, and his low sound like thunder also sounded in the snow, shaking every one Challenger's heartstrings.

"I am Tyraine. The blade of dawn! I am the prince of the prince! The **** of the gods!"

"I am the beginning of the end! The shadow of the sun! The death knell of destruction! I am the destroyer of destiny! The terminator of all things!"

"I have foreseen the future, and there is no place for you in the fate that I personally knit!"

"Now...fools, in front of the **** of death..."

"Kneel down!"

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