Azeroth’s Death Track

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Tenred Proudmoore wanted to grab his own command knife, but between the turns, the deck behind him that was pierced by shells gave an overwhelming moan, which made the little prince of Kul Tiras return subconsciously Too far, he saw the burning flames, and behind the flames, the sea covered with floating driftwood, corpses and firewood.

"It hurts..."

Tenred smiled hardly. He supported his body with a blackened command knife and climbed to the edge of the jackdaw's bridge, looking towards the sea that had been completely disturbed in front of him.

The sea is lit...

The burning ship is slowly sinking to the bottom of the sea. Those flames will not extinguish even if they come into contact with the icy water. They seem to be still burning on the bottom of the sea. The water's weak swaying, among the holes, reflected a dark red sky.

The night sky lit by flames.

The fourth fleet of Kul Tiras is in front of you. Those floating wreckage and corpses all over the sea, the cold reality, after tenaciously sinking the ghost ships that are opposite to your own number, and even more, this fleet is glorious. Completed his mission, cut the battlefield for the remaining three fleets, and forced a third of the ghost fleet out of the fog.

In exchange, as a sacrifice dedicated to the sea, this entire fleet, together with nearly 30,000 brave sailor soldiers, was completely buried under this strange ocean.

"Father... Only when I really stand in front of you, I know... Those legendary stories, it is not that you are bragging."

Tenred leaned weakly under the mast of the Jackdaw interrupted from the center, and his blood-stained face twisted to the other side, where his father, Dalyn Proudmoore, was fighting fiercely. After that, the remaining third of the ghost ships slowly surrounded the second fleet of Kul Tiras... that is also the most complete fleet at present.

The invincible fleet that Kul Tiras has accumulated for hundreds of years has been completely reimbursed in this night's naval battle. In front of the full fire, Dailin, even if the four fleets are gathered together, they are not his opponents. The cruel naval battle has been fought for 4 hours. The remaining warships are not even a quarter of them. Once the second fleet is destroyed, this naval battle is completely hopeless.

A cold tear ran down the corner of Tenred's eyes. The unruly young prince hid in the darkness of the powerless Jackdaw. He covered his face with his hands and prevented others from seeing his weakness. In the shaking of the body, he seemed to be terrified. He said to himself:

"Why are you so strong...how can you be so strong?"

"Why are you so strong, you will also be swallowed by darkness..."

the other side...

"puff"

Drake's body was like being hit by a siege hammer. This prince with pure Kul Tiras blood, his tall body is like a delicate little girl at this time, facing into Anna When the death knights on the Queen's deck, he and the remaining sailors under his command did not have the advantage.

In front of him, a guy wearing black armor and holding a heavy halberd in his hand. He wore a black mask and could not see his face. He could only see the back of the mask, which was tied to the common singles of sailors. Grey hair of horsetail.

He shot mercilessly, and his sturdy combat skills and brutal power, the Prince Redk hit back and forth, watching the prince being smashed to the ground, the surrounding sailors shouted a mess of slogans, and they were heading towards that The mighty knight pounced.

"Ah..."

The guy let out a disdainful hum, waved the halberd in his hand, a simple yet powerful sweep, smashing 5 sailors back to where they charged, the warm blood was splashing, messing up this side The deck becomes worse.

The tall knight stepped forward, bent down, and grabbed the collar of Prince Drake, who had been unable to stand up, and lifted him in the air. Under the black mask, a pair of blue eyes stared at him like it was The same verdict was announced:

"Drake Proudmoore, compared to your father..."

"You are too weak! I regret to announce that you are not qualified to rule this sea!"

"Cough..."

A white halo flashed in Prince Drake's eyes. He turned his head to look at the tall knight, and he showed a hard smile:

"Yes, my father and I...can't compare at all, but..."

"The Proudmoore family, not just me!"

"Wow"

The frantic ice magic spewed out behind the tall knight. The armor behind him was quickly sealed in the ice. The knight turned around and roared at the Archmage Jaina who hit the halberd against the back, but The moment the war halberd touched the Archmage, the thick, sharp ice burst from all corners of the knight's body, freezing him completely between the solid frost.

This is no ordinary frost magic. Jaina's blue eyes had a white light spot. She seemed to be unable to control the powerful magic echoed in her body. While freezing this death knight, she carried the entire Queen Anna. One third of the number was sealed in the ice together.

"boom"

Drake struggled to free his collar from the knight's hand. He fell on the icy deck and was quickly picked up by Tanred who was stumbling over. Together, between looking at each other, Tanred said softly:

"I'm back, brother."

"Welcome home, brother... I'm sorry, I can't hold a banquet for you now, cough..."

Drake, who was severely burned, made a difficult joke, and the next moment, blood spilled from his mouth.

"Don't talk, brother."

Jaina leaned on her cane and stepped forward. She looked back at the distant sea, the black giant ship roaring in the storm, and there was a trace of weakness in her eyes.

"We failed...we are united together, and are not opponents of our father...Let's go, I will take you out of here."

The mage's voice was low, without concealing his inner loss and despair. Her brother and brother stood beside her, and the three brothers and sisters looked at the sea far away and looked at their father, once Kul Tiras The pride of the sea, Dai Lin, the son of the sea, used merciless artillery to send the invincible fleet of Kul Tiras, who had been completely destroyed, one by one to the bottom of the sea.

They are powerless...they are too young to be united, and they cannot resist Dai Lin's power.

"Come on, Anna."

Drake picked up a green coat worn by the Kul Tiran sailors from the ground and draped it over himself. He put his hand on the edge of the bow image of Queen Anna, where a third of the ship was torn, he Looking back, he gave a sad smile to his brother and sister:

"Take Tanred home and tell her mother that his son is not a coward... Don't tell her about her father, her heart is not very good, let her keep the best memories of her father."

"Brother, I..."

"To shut up!"

Drake looked back, his voice deepened:

"Take him away, I will fulfill the responsibilities and missions of the admiral and the captain...I will tell my father by action, and tell Darin... Proudmoore has not been defeated by him, at least, I have not failed ..."

"I will...buy the bottom of the sea, this is my destiny...go."

There was no rebuttal voice behind Drake, but he could feel that the younger brother and sister had not left, which made Drake, who had already died, feel anger. He turned around and was about to blame his loved ones, but Seeing Tanred and Jaina's eyes looked like they were dull, looking up at the starry sky above them.

So Drake raised his head in their eyes, he saw... the stars, the swaying stars.

"That's... what is that?"

In the question of Admiral Kul Tiras, the first bright starlight came down from the sky, just like the meteorite summoned by the wizards, and fell to the distant sea with a swaying light in the dark curtain. Like a signal, the second, third, and fourth followed, and in just a few seconds, the entire starry sky above them began to fall apart under the effect of strange forces.

"This is... magic!"

Jaina said tremblingly:

"It's unimaginable...powerful magic..."

"Wow"

The voice of the Archmage fell, and in front of them, in the deepest darkness, a sudden burst of light shone everyone's eyes, and in the light like a sword, shrouded the Whispering Harbor The icy mists of the open sea seemed to meet the hottest sun, falling apart one by one.

And under the ray of light like dawn, it was a whole fleet all over the sea... a fleet never seen by Drake, a fleet from another continent.

"Elune's light will dispel the night!"

At this moment, a hoarse and magnetic female voice resounded through the sea. Between her voices, Dai Lin used the legendary long sword life and luck in her hands as the medium. The hand that he arrived smoothed out, so that the entire chaotic sea was quiet at this moment.

And Tan Reed, who was watching all this, was like a fool, he didn't know where the strength came from, and he quickly rushed onto the broken mast of Queen Anna, and he saw it higher up there.

Splitting the wind and waves on the sea, the fast-forward golden-red fleet, the Quel'Thalas battle flag like a swaying fire phoenix.

"Sun King's Yangfan fleet...they are back!"

In addition, there are a small number, weird shapes, dotted with a variety of barbaric battle flags, headed by a fleet of tall orcs, headed by the old chieftain who is holding a crimson tribal battle flag. The orc of the last era, Orgrim. Doomhammer.

"And, orcs! They are here to help!"

This is not over yet. Outside of the Red High Elf Fleet and the slightly chaotic Orc Fleet, under the light of the magic dispelling released by the King of the Sun, Tanred saw...the light shape all over the sea Classical, under the action of mysterious forces, the sails are full, and the purple fleet is moving fast like a silent water strider.

Their numbers are so dense that they can hardly see the side at a glance, and the battle flags hanging above these classical warships are purple flags that Tenred has never seen before, dotted with moons and quirky emblems.

But he could probably guess who it was.

"Kadore...the night elves, they... they are here too! God, there are so many warships...hundreds of them? No, no, thousands! Gods..."

Tenred's real-time broadcast was not over yet, and I heard the voice of the beautiful woman again, full of feelings of compassion and emptiness.

"The monsters that can be surpassed the cycle of life and death are attributed to endless starlight!"

Just like a certain decree, at the moment when the sound sounded, the falling of the stars just stopped was launched again, and this time the falls of the meteorite were more accurate, those that were removed from the fog defense and lost in the previous naval battle A large part of the ghost fleet suddenly suffered heavy casualties.

A ghost ship was smashed into the seabed by a meteorite, and even the powerful maritime kingship retreated for the first time in front of this far more secular force.

But Dai Lin was not afraid. Even if the number of fleets in front of him was more than ten times that of his fleet, there was only a touch of disturbed resentment in the eyes of this dark-edged naval commander. He wandered the bridge behind Shanghai’s King Power, he Standing alone at the back of the ship, he looked at the fleet that was coming on.

"Loza's reinforcements? It seems... they really learned something from failure."

Dai Lin's hollow voice sounded on the sea, calm and indifferent:

"But unfortunately, the word unity is still taught by us..."

"Oh, uh, uh"

At the moment when Dai Lin's words fell, the huge floating city dark temple appeared in the shining light of space above this sea that was about to dawn, and several beams of teleported light shone above the sea king, those who had been waiting for a long time The death lords slowly walked out of it.

"Kael'thas...it seems that you have finally become a wise ruler, and I am very pleased with this..."

Anastarian, with a silver crown, waved the crystal clear ice magic blade in his hand. In front of him, the Sun King, who was still full of confidence, had fallen into a strange anger and guilt in.

"Orgrim, usurper... meet again, and this time, you and I have to come to an end."

Glokush still had a black halo on his body, which was the energy of death repairing his weak body, but considering that his opponent was also the old chieftain Orgrim, it seemed that There are not too many power gaps. This is the first time Glokus has positively acknowledged his past identity. At this time, he appeared as the forgotten kings.

"Who are you? The roadblocker."

In front of the night elf's fleet, a holy moon **** sacrificed Tyrande Whisperwind. He was looking at the red figure calmly suspended in the sea. It was a beautiful and charming high elf, wearing a set of blood red long. The skirt, with a delicate crown on top of her head, in her hand, a long sword composed of blood cast a layer of unknown and obscure temperament for her.

She raised her head, her blood-red eyes stared at the powerful moon **** sacrifice, she sighed and replied softly:

"The High Priest Tyrande of the Moon... My name is Aurelia, I am sorry to meet in this situation today..."

"But, you have gone too far..."

Behind her, the bright red halo rippled on the sea without light, just like the time of Quel'Thalas. The unknown light slowly dyed the moonlight behind her to an unknown red. .

"I'll send you here...in the name of the blood maid... home!"

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