Azeroth’s Death Track

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Under the control of the Portal Mage, the Violet Enchantment that enveloped Dalaran slowly opened a fissure, waiting for nearly a thousand Paladins of the Silver Hand at the Violet Post to quickly pass under the guidance of the Mage Enchantment, came to the portal hall, and their chief will meet.

"Everyone, we will be ordered to return to Lordaeron to disperse the natural disasters entrenched in the country. I know that many people worry about their loved ones, but with the efforts of King Terenas and Prince Alsace, most of the people of the motherland are Protected within a solid wall, and as soldiers of the Holy Light, we must reflect our value at this critical moment!"

The Grand Knight Turalyon stood in front of the portal hall and taught the Paladins in front of him:

"At the time of the crisis, it was the time when the heroes came out. Now, it is time for us to go to the battlefield. You, according to your respective queues, enter the corresponding portal. The Master Brothers of Dalaran will send us to everyone on the battlefield. , Please do your best to fight hard!"

"For the Holy Light! For Lordaeron! For the Empire!"

"set off!"

With the order of the Grand Knight, the portals to the cities of Lordaeron behind him also opened at this moment. The heavily armed Paladins marched into the portal, and the surrounding mages looked at these with respect. Warriors about to set foot on the battlefield.

The Grand Knight stood at the end of the team. He raised his head and looked at the violet enchantment slowly closing in the sky. He asked softly in his heart:

"Varimasas! Did the node sense it?"

The dreadlord who was walking through the intricate tunnel underground in Dalaran responded quickly:

"The opening just now and the present close reveal the location of the Violet Center, just below Dalaran, and I am rushing there!"

"Very good, hurry up and destroy the event!"

The Grand Knight looked back at the Paladins who were passing through the portal. He whispered:

"I will give you 5 minutes!"

"enough!"

Varimathras's cunning and confident voice came. The knight nodded to the portal mage beside him, and then walked behind the paladin who was passing the portal. There were some strategic materials piled up, While checking the supplies, the Grand Knight quietly turned the Apexis ring on his finger. At the moment of turning around, the small piece of Apexis crystal on the ring surface was squeezed into powder by him.

At this same moment, Tyrion, who was far away in the forging room of the Black Iron Zone, violently raised his left hand, and the Apexis crystal ring on his ring finger cracked a spider-web-like rift. Rao was already the King of Dark Blades. He suppressed the emotions in his heart very well. At this moment, he still felt the emotion called "tension" rising in his heart.

The figure of the King of Dark Blade suddenly disappeared in the blacksmithing area's forging workshop. After a while, a first-level combat readiness command was issued through special communication channels towards the 13 Dark Legion Corps and overseas fleets.

The command is very simple, only a few words, but it allows the entire War Machine of the Dark Blade to start operation in an instant.

"The "Disaster Day" combat plan is launched, with a countdown of 240 minutes!"

"Uh"

In Karazhan's uppermost research room, the big lich was interrupted by the sudden command of the battle, he decisively dropped everything in his hand, and with the help of the undead servant, he changed to his favorite purple. 'S robe, carrying the guardian's staff on his back, lifted a black metal box, and stepped into a portal to the location area.

In the ruins of Tidefall Island in the waters of Kazmodan, the fog of war is entangled on the surface of the sea. In the deepest part of the thick fog, because it has swallowed too many Naga and pirate souls, it becomes larger and more terrible. The "Sea King" was quietly docked on the shore, wearing a black dress and wearing a black captain's cap, Dai Lin stood quietly on the deck, like a sculpture.

In front of him, the undead sailors on the deck were under the command of several gnomes and goblins to fix a huge, futuristic and heavy-weight artillery on the deck. This artillery is a three-level coupled system. One section One section is loaded on the swarthy gun mount, it can be moved, but there is no firearm and ammunition filling port of the traditional artillery.

At the top of this naval gun named "Backfire", there is an energy gathering port similar to the energy gun like the breath of Lukma, beating the dim light in the dim light of the deck.

"Uh"

The light of the two portals shone on the deck of the Sea King at the same time, and the big lich and the **** mother stepped in here almost one after another.

"Good day, Aurelia."

Khaleda's frosted Aurelia leaned over slightly. He looked at the black box held in Aurelia's hand. He whispered and asked:

"Even after Quel'Thalas did such a stupid thing, did Tyrion most trust you?"

"IMHO, Khadgar."

Aurelia ignored the sarcasm. She handed the black box to Khadgar. She said:

"Tyrian has no less trust in you...but you have failed him."

The voice of Mother Blood lowered her voice a little:

"Nasa is not dead. She told me all the things you did with her, Khadgar, take every step carefully, if you dare to betray him, I will kill you by hand!"

Khadgar's eyes were picked up by this faint threat, but a moment later, the big lich raised his head, picked up two boxes, and slowly walked into the dim cabin. He said without looking back:

"I didn't betray him, and I, or any death lord, would not be his...cumbersome! What qualifications do you have to teach me? Miss Cumbersome..."

This strong taunt made Aurelia clenched her fingers, but in the end, she turned back in a daze, just as she walked towards the portal, above the deck, and Dai Lin, who witnessed it all, suddenly opened her mouth. Say:

"I can see the uneasiness in your eyes, Aurelia Windrunner, maybe your next effort will completely crush your left will...so I will give you a suggestion, no matter what you want to do Let’s prove myself...consult with Tyrion first, and the system you have built is full of contradictions. In my opinion, it is not better than the human empire."

"Tell me Tyrion for me, if you want to go further... you have to resolve these contradictions first. If he is inconvenient, I will be happy... to do it for you!"

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"Tear it"

The blood-stained robe was torn apart under the claws of the demon like the most fragile piece of paper, together with the torn body, and the body of the female mage guarding the Violet Center. Her blood-stained head hit the ground , Beating a few times in the pool of blood powerlessly, those beautiful blue eyes still shone with strong unwillingness and despair.

Behind her, Lord Nasrezm, who had corpses and blood stains all over the hall and completely emerged from the body, no longer showed mercy. During a shadow raid, the demon lord completely broke out his own strange power, that This kind of power is difficult for human mages to resist.

At this time, it was moving its shoulders, and did not care about the sharp alarm sounded in this underground hall, taking a step forward in the **** air, leaving a blood stained hoof mark in front of its eyes It is a control core shining with blue magic power. In the energy conduit made of crystal, the magic power extracted from the underground converges in one place. Around the entire hall, there are complex and obscure runes.

"A big toy made by low-level creatures! The energy transmission efficiency is a complete mess!"

Varimathras grabbed his chin and gave a low laugh. He stepped forward, not caring about the heavy magical erosion. At the moment when the halo of the portal behind him shattered, he waved his paw and tore it apart. The rune control layer on the wall in front of my eyes twisted the connected magic pipes.

When the alarm sounded for the first time, Antonidas, who had brought the battle mage to the underground hall, just walked out of the portal and saw a chaotic blue magic whistling bursting in all directions. This scene made the big The mage's eyes widened, and his thoughts were a bit stagnant and confused at this moment. He couldn't figure out what is going on, why is this happening... obviously, the entire Dalaran is internal Blocked!

How did this demon appear?

"Wow, wow"

Between the beating of the magic blue flame, Varimathras turned around, letting the thick magic force jump on his body, it stared at the Archmage Antonidas in front of him, and it made a series of sharp smiles sound:

"Casa Natilto I say hello to you... Grand Master, it has lived in this city for hundreds of years... Hehe, it knows the structure of this city better than you, sorry, but... . You have lost!"

"Casanatil?"

A bit of enlightenment flashed in the eyes of Antonidas. As a member of the Dalaran six-member council, he certainly knew the "sin" of the city of Dalaran and the dreadlord Casanathir who was active in this world hundreds of years ago "Destination", the Dreadlord had nearly destroyed Dalaran more than once, but after Merri Winter Master had sealed it in his body, he had never heard of it again.

It now appears that Merri, who had disappeared as long as a few years ago, may have already...

"boom"

Archmage's ice cane waved backwards, and the entire underground hallway was covered with cold frost. He stared at the dreadlord who was bathed in the magic storm before him. He said in a deep voice:

"Just kill you... the dreadlord! The enchantment can still be repaired! You are just a victim of your evil master, you are just throwing yourself in the net."

"No no no no!"

Varimathras did not panic when facing the battle mage lined up. It stretched the wings behind it. In the blue magic storm, the figure of the dread demon became more and more cruel.

"I have a helper too! Look, it's coming!"

In the smirk of Lord Nasrezm, the ground of the frozen underground hall began to sway singly. Between the flashes of broken ice, a thick frost hung all over the body, like a giant beetle, as sharp as a siege. The crypt lord of the hammer-like forelimb appeared in front of the mages in a quiet and shocking way.

Anub'arak's ice-blue eyes stared relentlessly at the human in front of him, and between the heavy and sharp forelimbs, it made an obscure and low voice:

"Fear of disease destroys survivors and dead...but forgiveness awaits..."

"Time flies... Where should your blood go?"

"Uh"

In a flash, the figure of Varimathras appeared above the thick carapace of Anub'arak. It represented the wings of endless darkness at this moment. It stared at the mages below, and it said in a deep voice:

"My friends always talk so poetically, sorry, but I am a rough man, so I will say..."

"Kill, no amnesty!"

"Wow"

In the scream of the fear demon king, its body suddenly turned into flying bugs, with a deadly disease, whistling towards the combat mages rushing in front of him, Archmage Antonidas clasped the staff with both hands, fiercely Pointed to the ground, the thick ice tried to block the crypt lord who came slowly in front of him like a city wall.

but...

"boom"

After two loud noises, the thick ice wall collapsed in an instant, and the forelimbs of the Crypt Lord were covered with frost debris. Under the manipulation of the will of the Lich King, this behemoth was ready to wash this living creature City.

At the same time that the battle beneath the city started, and above the city, at the moment when the Grand Knight Turalyon was about to enter the portal, the violet enchantment in the sky of Dalaran appeared in front of everyone instantly. The purple light curtain was beating with sparks. In the screams of the masters, a loud noise burst in the sky. The next moment, the purple enchantment protecting the entire city was broken in a moment.

The impatient Crypt Lords, who had already waited, and the undead generals under the command of the oldest Nerubian Emperor Anubarak, just like their invincible kings, from the unprotected ground of Dalaran The giant bugs appeared under the sun for the first time. They screamed, opened the thick carapace, and the tall Vrykul roared with undead, waving their weapons like a black muddy stream, Rushed to this empty city.

Outside the city, the brainless undead wandering around Tirisfal Glades and Lake Lordan Mill also received orders from the Lich King at the same time. They roared, and the anger brought by death was in them. Breeding in the body, they began to run and began to rush to the end of everything.

Seen from the sky, Dalaran rushed over endless corpses in all directions, and the magic city that had lost all defenses would be completely submerged by this tide of death.

"What's wrong? What is going on?"

The big knight Turalyon grabbed the mage who had lost his soul and asked aloud that the mage had been terrified by this scene. He was speechless and could only shake his head frantically.

"Undead is here!"

The knight threw the mage in his hand. He shouted to the last paladins who had not yet entered the portal:

"Knights, array! Protect the teleport hall!"

"Uh"

At a command, the trained Paladin began to build a line of defense in front of the portal hall, and the greasy knight looked back at the mages behind him, he shouted:

"You! Gather all the people in the city and let them pass through the portal! This city... this city is about to become a battlefield!"

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