Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Nozdormu's reaction is a bit slow."

On the balcony of the lonely castle in the dead world, the lord said to the shadow standing beside him:

"But that old dragon can respond by itself, so we don't need us to remind it. Time, this is a wonderful thing."

Shadow did not care about the leader's emotions, because she was busy now.

She is directing her agents to clean up the bodies of the four huge eternal dragons lying on the wilderness outside the lonely castle.

The largest eternal dragon attacking the Caverns of Time is only more than 30 meters long. It is an adult dragon, but lurking in the time stream of the dead world, trying to "assassinate" Tyraon's four-headed eternal dragon, the smallest ones have 90 meters. The biggest one can even be compared with the Dragon King.

Obviously, this is a real master in the Eternal Dragon Legion. Under the protection of time, they can save the power of the dead world, but they underestimate the strength of the big lord, or that the big lord did not take them in his eyes. .

In the ridiculous assassination just now, the Lord of the Lord did not do anything at all, and the Death Wings plus the Knights of Scourge, in just 2 minutes, tore these four daring eternal dragon madmen to pieces.

"Send the body to Nefarian. My lord of the dragon corps is trying to fuse the keel and machinery together. I believe that he will eventually surprise me."

Tyrion himself didn't feel much about the assassination. He didn't care what happened just now. He said to the shadow:

"Help me write a letter to the old dragon king, let him do what he should do, eternal dragon is just a group of meaningless bugs, they can not interfere with my destiny."

"Ok?"

Shadow looked at her leader doubtfully, she asked:

"Are you already able to travel through the timeline? Can you protect yourself?"

"No, I can't set foot in time yet."

The lord shook his head:

"That's the supreme realm of arcane, but I don't need to worry about the "disruption" of the eternal dragon. At the moment of meltdown and death, I will be beyond the time, unless Sargeras personally integrates into the timeline and returns In the past, my destiny was destroyed, otherwise the eternal dragon alone would not affect me... death and arcane are equal."

"They may not affect you."

The shadow said in a cold, sensible voice:

"But they can do something else to disturb you, such as the blood maid, such as the death lords, and then... your mother, Nozdormu personally guards your time track. There are his own thoughts, I I think this is necessary and necessary."

The guessing of the shadow made a cold light flash in the right eye of the high lord, and he nodded slightly:

"Well, what you said makes sense, I was too careless."

"Let the Old Dragon King stay there for the time, thank me for it."

Shadow nodded and turned to leave. After taking a few steps, the lord suddenly said:

"Nozdormu said, my little friend Cromy, how many eternal dragons were killed with a ray gun?"

"Well, yes, Lord Lord."

Shadow looked at the notes in her hand and she said:

"Ms. Cromi confessed that she used her ability to shuttle time three months ago to steal a set of ray gun launchers from our arsenal on the seabed. She just thought it was more fun. But there is no doubt that this thing saved her life today, but according to the armament regulations of the Dark Blade Legion, the ray gun is not allowed to flow out. Do you need me to recover the ray gun?"

"Recycle? No."

The Lord’s hand rested on the railing of the Lonely Fortress’ balcony, and he whispered:

"In my own name, I sent 200 sets of ray guns to the time hunters of the Bronze Dragon Legion...just as a gift."

"I still have a little thing that needs their help... Don't you think, Nasa, those eternal dragons are too obtrusive?"

The shadow did not hesitate. As the secret service officer who had been following the Lord for the longest time, she immediately understood the true meaning of the Lord. She nodded and said softly:

"I see. I will arrange it."

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The pace of the Doomsday War is getting closer.

The world observer Olgalon sent back the final information. Sargeras was less than 10 days away from the Azeroth star zone. The war was almost instantaneous. The transfer of civilians on a large scale has also entered the final stage.

Through the Dark Gate standing at the federal border, children under 14 years of age, regardless of race or civilization, were sent to the safe world of Draenor, where several civilizations had been there for months. With the corresponding orders, they will do their best to take care of these children.

The Lord Lord is still stationed in a combative army in that world. It is commanded by the trustable Death Lord Serrent Firewing. It is also the last Death Lord who has not converted the heroes. He is carrying his mission. It was Tyreon’s last player for Azeroth.

If the fate of the world of Azeroth is lucky enough, these children will be able to return home in a few months.

If the world of Azeroth is not lucky enough, then these children will have to live in this strange world, living as the remains of the world of Azeroth.

This process is naturally not smooth, it is always accompanied by some sour pain.

Although the Commander of the Azeroth Civilization Coalition has notified the whole world of the demon's attack and the end of the war, to be honest, most civilians do not have such a high level of consciousness and want to coexist and die with this world. Especially when watching their children being taken to unknown places, anyone will feel bleak and angry.

But in fact, even if the commanding department sends out all kindness, it is necessary to send all civilians to Delano, that small world, can't bear so many creatures at all, let alone time is too late.

So in extraordinary times, we have to use extraordinary means,

After arresting nearly 1.33 million restless guys all over the world on the charge of “nuisance order” and throwing them all into the battlefield of Argus, the world’s order was at least superficially restored to stability. Next, the headquarters used fists to shut up those dissatisfied.

But anyone with a brain knows that this forced order of tranquility will not last long.

Undercurrents are surging in invisible places, and there are some lunatics who fear that the world will not be chaotic. At most 1 month, the world under high pressure will inevitably have a serious civil unrest, that will be a terrible disaster, Will involve all civilizations in a storm of chaos.

But the problem is that there is no more than one month in this world. According to the investigation results of the Ethereal Fleet, a fierce battle will erupt after a maximum of 15 days.

After the demons come to the world with Sargeras' anger, as long as there is a little rational thinking, these people who now seem agitated will know what to do, and the huge amount of weapons already in place around the world At that time, it will also be distributed to the people who see the situation clearly. They have to fight, and they have to fight.

Or, you can only mourn and die as a coward.

In a real chaotic disaster, power and dictatorship can always bring enough security to dazed and fearful people.

However, this kind of coercion that looks like collective madness is also beneficial. Once the world of Azeroth can survive the battle of the end, then after the peace comes, the original loose alliance of this world can easily be truly Was pinched into a rope.

People who have fought together will always have some real friendship.

"Wow, wow"

In the red land of Kalimdor, on the coast of Durotar, instead of wearing plate armor, the chieftain Thrall, who was wearing a traditional shaman robe, stood by the sea, carrying a hammer of destruction. The shaman's blue eyes looked at the endless sea.

He can see many things.

Above the empty sea, there are many things that ordinary people can't see, those elements that are floating above the sea water, those elements that are restless and restless, they also feel the melody that the war will start, the whole world The elemental forces are abnormally active...like a pot of boiled water that is about to boil out and engulf everything.

Thrall's ten fingers hung naturally beside him. As long as his eyes were closed, he could feel the earth under his feet and the power contained in the earth with great clarity.

Thrall even felt that it was only by waving his finger that he could create a real mountain in the sea in front of him. And he only needs to snap his fingers, the whole piece of Durotar's land will be easily torn apart by his own will.

The earth...

He has mastered the power of the earth, and he can even blend into it.

But this is not a plain blessing. This is a responsibility, a mission, and a heavy mission.

"Saar!"

Behind Thrall, Dranosh Saurfang, who was riding a war wolf and came with a battle axe, called the name of his brother. The muscular young orc jumped from the war wolf, and he strode towards Saar Well, the Kukaron guards who specifically guarded the chieftain did not stop Dranosh's footsteps, and let him walk to Thrall.

"Call me here so anxiously."

Delanos and Thrall stood together. He looked at his brother. He asked:

"Is there anything?"

"Well, yes."

Thrall felt the heavy power scattered in each cell of the body, the power of the earth, he said softly:

"I want you to be the next great chief."

"what?"

Dranosh was stunned by the news. He blinked and said to Thrall:

"Don't joke, Thrall, you are younger than me, and everyone is convinced of you, you can be a chieftain in your life, your wisdom is obvious to everyone! And the tauren and the troll have just agreed to establish an alliance with us. Tribe...seriously, this joke is not funny at this time!"

"I'm not kidding."

Thrall breathed a sigh of relief. He flicked his fingers, and the soft sand at the foot of Dranosh suddenly flicked. In the stunned gaze of the young orc, two pillars like arms stretched out from the ground. Within 2 seconds, the terrifying pillar of the earth, Thrall and Dranosh rushed into the sky more than 30 meters high.

This scene should have shaken the earth, but in the invisible wave of the authority of the earth, the stone pillars shaped by Thrall did not even disturb the sea water flowing in front of them. All this happened so quietly.

Dranosh looked at Thrall in astonishment. He knew that powerful shamans could do this, but they could never be as light as Thrall, just by hooking their fingers.

"You, who the **** are you?"

The young orc couldn’t help but hold the axe handle behind, but Thrall spread his hands and said in the gentle voice of the past:

"I am Thrall, I am your brother, Dranosh, but...I am not Thrall, I was given a mission, just like the emperors Losa and Varian on the other side of the empire, I was given a heavy mission."

Thrall explained in a low voice:

"In the end of the battle, it is definitely not just the demons that come into the world, but also the elemental princes and their endless elemental warriors who succumbed to the devil, they will rush into the world from the elemental territory and attack us from behind Let us defeat before facing the devil, which is unacceptable."

"I, I was given the power to resist the elements, just when you set foot on the battlefield, Dranosh, I will also step into my own battlefield... And, I don't know if I can come back, you Do you understand me?"

"You go alone?"

Dranosh looked at Thrall in surprise. The latter nodded, which made Dranosh clenched his fists. He shouted:

"He asked you to face the elemental lord alone? He is letting you die!"

"Don't go! Thrall!"

Dranosh's persuasion made Thrall smile, and the chieftain looked up and looked at his brother. He said:

"Don't worry about me, Dranosh, there is the power of the earth, I am a legion alone!"

"And for this world to die, it is not an unacceptable ending, but the thing that reassures me most is the tribe that we and our father built together. Tauren and trolls don’t say, I must choose for the orcs. One leader, that is you, Dranosh, you are the most suitable for us to be a great chief."

"No, not..."

The young orc stood on a stone pillar more than 30 meters high. He was at a loss for a while, he said:

"You said I was a warlord who had never been a leader, how could you be considered as a chieftain? I'm not really humble, Thrall, I really don't know if I can do it, let alone Garrosh and Jolin, I think they are more suitable than me!"

"Don't be so confident, Delanos."

Thrall raised his hand and interrupted Dranosh's words. He said gently:

"I already asked Garrosh. He said he was a warrior. Like his father, he was not very suitable for becoming a chieftain, and Jolin, Jolin was not as prestigious as you. Your uncle, Warlord Brox also thought You can do it. Your performance in the last few incidents is very good. Everyone unanimously decided it was you."

"What's more, I just need you to take the position of Chief Chief, Dranosh, if I can come back, maybe I can stick to it for more than ten years..."

Speaking of which, Thrall couldn't help but smile. He looked up and looked at the sky where the sun was swaying. He said:

"But I don't know if those old men will give me this opportunity, after all...things like the power of the earth, it's too much to break the balance."

While Thrall and Dranosh were talking closely, on another continent, Dornnan was also ready to fight the elements. Of course, she did not have the power of the earth authority so she could not Like Thrall, one person confronts an elemental prince. Facing Ragnaros, the flaming demon king, she urgently needs a group of powerful helpers.

"Come on! Come on!"

Little Yuna jumped and walked Dornan in a secret valley of the Burning Plains. The little idiot ate a chocolate bar and said to Dornan:

"I heard from Vanessa, you need a helper to deal with the elemental prince, I found a good helper for you! Very powerful!"

"really?"

Dornan looked at Yuna hesitantly, and she knew what the friends of this little idiot were, really, she came here with little Yuna, more to relax her mind and relieve the pressure before the war .

"Uh huh!"

Yuna nodded her head frantically. She patted her chest and said confidently to Dornan:

"Trust me! I won't lie to your duck. It's really a powerful helper. That's me in New York...Ah, no, it's a new friend I met in the astral world!"

"Oh? Astral creature?"

Dornan came here for some interest. As a genius shaman, she knew that in the mysterious astral world, there are indeed many very powerful creatures. Those strange ecological environments will evolve some unimaginable in this world. Super creature.

Seeing Yuna take her to the ruins of the storm altar where the orcs stayed here, it seems that Yuna is going to use this super summoning circle to summon her "new friend", Dornan After flicking his tail, he couldn't help but ask:

"What's your new friend's name?"

Yuna's eyes rolled around, she snorted mysteriously and made a grimace again:

"His name is Banner?"

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