Azeroth’s Death Track

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"The biggest reason humans fear warlock magic is that warlock magic is brought into this world by orcs."

In the sun-filled hall, the sorcerer Kel'Thuzad's low voice echoed. The former Master of Dalaran faced his followers. His eyes shone with wisdom, and he talked:

"The orcs invaded Azeroth and used warlock magic to bring terrible destruction to the human kingdom. They summoned demons, they spread fear, and they used souls to do evil causes. This made humans instinctively resist this powerful force. Of course The civilians are stupid. Their resistance to the magic of the warlock is more due to the influence of upper-level ideas."

"So, there is a question, let me test you, what do you think, what made the human kings at that time give up the practice of studying the magic of powerful warlocks?"

Kel'Thuzad looked at the people in front of him. Like a magician, he knocked the ground with a staff in his hand and asked aloud:

"Tell me your answer!"

"Because they saw the terrible consequences of the magic of the Warlock... I saw it in the place of the curse, and the land there has been completely "killed" to death by the escaping evil energy."

Canrisad shook his head and said softly:

"If it weren't for me that I had gone too far, I would not choose evil energy. This force is too destructive and is a terrible threat to every world."

"Well, good, but not comprehensive!"

Kel'Thuzad nodded. He looked at the others:

"Any other ideas?"

"When I was studying in Quel'Thalas, I heard a theory that every call of the demon by the warlocks will weaken the world's space barriers, which will eventually lead to the collapse of the space barriers and let our world Faced with the threats among the stars, they became completely undefended."

High elf warlock Simfer also expressed his guess, which was also recognized by Kel'Thuzad.

"There are indeed considerations in this regard, but this is still not the answer I want! What about others?"

The warlock continued to question, and in the thoughts of everyone, the undead warlock Ubeka calmly said in his hoarse voice:

"Because Dalaran doesn't allow...at least in an official attitude, they won't allow another set of magical theories that completely deviate from their system to be accepted by the public. The rooting of warlock magic in Azeroth will seriously weaken the wizards. Although Dalaran is also studying the magic of magician magic within himself, they do not allow others to get involved in it."

"Very good! This is the real answer."

Kel'Thuzad nodded with satisfaction, throwing a perfect soul stone to Ubeka as a reward.

He looked at the others and his voice became louder:

"This is the truth that warlock magic has been suppressed for more than ten years. My friends, I used to be the Archmage of Dalaran. I know all the ideas of those old-time mages. Ubeka said very well, Dara The privilege of Ranhe Masters is precisely because they have a complete set of spell-casting systems, which ensures that the magical power of the human world will always be held in the hands of Dalaran, which will guarantee the majesty of Dalaran city-state!"

"Warlock magic does have some damage to the world, but is traditional arcane magic no harm? A magical tide caused by a failed test can shovel a forest overnight, or summon more terrifying than demons. Star monsters, but why is arcane magic not forbidden?"

Kel'Thuzad's eyes are full of sarcasm:

"This is a suppression between academia, my brothers, just like the Holy Light Church suppressing other beliefs, this is an ugly war, fighting for the orthodox privileges of the caster, as long as there is a system of Dalaran, As long as the city of Dalaran still occupies a high position in human civilization, the magic of warlocks will never want to get the status it deserves."

"But the King of Dark Blades has a saying that is very good... power has no good and evil, brothers, we have lived in the sewers for too long, we have more powerful magic than that group of wizards, we can completely Use our power to protect those stupid civilians...So why, why shouldn’t we get the status we deserve?"

"Why can't we become great? Why can't we be admired by everyone? Think about it, brothers, this is an opportunity, an opportunity to become a "hero", everything you want, status, power, glory , Resources and even the simplest female sex, these can be obtained through this opportunity!"

There was a trace of cunning in the eyes of the Grand Warlock. He used a silent method to urge the greed in the hearts of his subordinates. He knew very well that it should be so straightforward to speak to the Warlocks, because there were a group of villains and scumbags standing in front of them. But he will not dedicate himself for justice and justice.

Benefits, for the Warlock, benefits are the most important. If the price is right, everyone here is even willing to ally with Tyrion.

"Everything in Dalaran has been destroyed, and even the foundation of Dalaran city-state has been torn apart. Brothers, the only obstacle to the warlock’s entrance into the world has disappeared. Now mankind urgently needs everything that can be used. Power, regardless of good and evil, as long as we take the first step bravely, we can easily integrate into human civilization, and we will become the hero of that civilization!"

Kel'Thuzad stood up, his eyes narrowed, a glimmer of light shining in his eyes:

"Not only that, brothers! What we get is more than that, don’t forget our purpose as a warlock, we are pursuing more powerful power, we are all faithful believers in power! Joining this war of humanity can also serve We have found the door to new power!"

"How to say?"

High elf warlock Simfer and the orc warlocks around him glanced at each other. They all saw each other's serious desires. Simfer suppressed the inner desires. She asked softly:

"Where is the so-called new power?"

"In the path of our predecessors... the best of those orc warlocks, Gul'dan, I'm talking about him, regardless of his bad character, Gul'dan's attainment in the warlock's way is worth all People's affirmation!"

Kel'Thuzad said slowly:

"But where does Gul'dan's knowledge come from? It's a demon, friends, the devil is not just the stupid creatures that are only enslaved by you. The evil creatures born in the most twisted places of the stars also have their dark wisdom. , Gul'dan's encounter has told us everything. If we want to get more powerful warlock power, we must trace the roots and learn the knowledge of those demons!"

"And in this world, there is a place where tens of thousands of years ago, Azeroth’s most powerful arcanists studied the knowledge of demons, that is a complete handbook and notes, that will be our way to the new The door to the world!"

The long warlock sighed:

"Just in Feralas, the hiding place of the upper elves, in the ancient city of Eresalas... we must seize this opportunity, take the line of the human empire, and then lurking along it to those who are trying to Among the high elves who opened the treasure house of the ancient city, in the end, quietly took out those precious dark knowledge!"

Kel'Thuzad's fingers squeezed in the air and made a grabbing gesture. He looked at the others:

"Now, who is opposed to helping the human empire?"

"I still think we should not help those humans, we should not go to the muddy water, maybe we should let them kill each other, and then we take advantage of the fishermen!"

The gnome warlock Wilfred murmured and was glared fiercely by Kel'Thuzad, and the sneaky guy closed his mouth immediately.

"Very good, all pass..."

The warlock moved his shoulders. He looked out of the window of the hall. There was a high-altitude cloud and the vast endless sea below. His eyes blinked in the unique halo of the distant sea level. After blinking, the final order was issued:

"Then let Dalaran move!"

"Go directly to Thousand Needles...use a hearty victory as our return to human civilization...a knocking brick!"

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"I tell you, Your Excellency the Duke, withdrew the soldiers from the front position. If something goes wrong, we are both responsible."

King Galin stood on the sentry tower of the human position and carefully observed the position of the centaur tribe in the distance with a telescope. In the field of vision of the telescope, he could clearly see that the centaur was slowly shifting the position towards Moving forward and taking the initiative to let out of the war zone made the king a little anxious. He said to the Duke Eberlock around him:

"Once the cunning warlocks put us together, it is not so easy to retake these lands."

"Everything is risky, Your Majesty Garin."

There is a rose rosary in the fingers of Duke Eberlock. Obviously, this old fox-like Lord Duke is also not calm at this time. Although his son who has been away from home has repeatedly assured him, but for the group of warlocks In terms of following commitments, it is clearly not their fine tradition.

He glanced at the girl behind him, which was his favorite daughter Altea. At this time, Altea was wearing a light leather jacket. The indifferent beauty felt her father’s worries, and she took the initiative to reach out and held it. Father's hand, she said softly:

"Relax, father, our boss will not let you down."

"I hope so..."

The old prince's hand patted on the back of his daughter's hand. When the town fell, Altea's disappearance caused a terrible blow to the old prince. Now, the daughter and son return at the same time. The old prince who gave everything to the kingdom has a new impetus to live.

And just as the rosary in the hands of Duke Albrok turned to the 13th lap, a strange roar sounded in the sky above the head of the Thousand Needles Centaur Tribe.

The unexplained light flying all over the sky dyed the sky in a strange dark green in just ten seconds. This familiar scene could not help changing the face of King Galin.

He had completely experienced the invasion of the demons on the Arathi Highlands. If the death knights of the battle were not somehow rushed to help, Torrent Fort is estimated to have fallen into the attack of those arrogant star demons, and The dark green light that began to linger in the sky in front of me was exactly the same as the scene when the demon invaded that day.

"How is this going?"

In the screaming wind that began to blow, Galin looked back at the knight Aldrin behind him, he shouted:

"Don't all the demons of Kalimdor lie on the side of Ashenvale? Why do the demons of Thousand Needles also invade? And it's still at this moment!"

"It's very simple, Your Majesty."

Altea looked at the evil energy gate that quickly twisted into an energy vortex in the sky. She said softly:

"Because that is our power...that's the power of the Warlock. They will summon horrible demons to clear the obstacles in front of you. They will use their own methods to protect the people of the Empire and fight for the Empire!"

"This..."

Galin and Duke Albroch glanced at each other, and the blankness in the hearts of the two sides was barely concealed, and further away, above the sea off the Thousand Needles, on the edge of the suspended Dalaran ruins, black The six warlock masters of the sickle council jointly manipulate a complex and cumbersome evil magic circle engraved on the stone. Behind them are all the peripheral members of the black sickle council. When did those talented low-level warlocks have seen such a grand Scene.

The dark green violent evil energy is enough to melt the uninhibited energy of a powerful warrior in an instant. Under the manipulation of the warlock masters, it is squeezed out of the void like a lamb, and it penetrates into the working one by one. In the large magic circle, the low-level warlocks watched by this dark skill are fascinated.

And in the middle of that circle, Kel'Thuzad, dressed in a dark robe, was standing in the wind of evil energy. His black hair was blown behind his head, and the body of the Warlock was filled with violent evil energy. The dark green The halo even showed through his eyes, and with the help of the huge magic power gathered together, he raised the sacred Sargeras scepter high in his hand.

"boom"

A dark green fel lightning hit the top of Kel'Thuzad's staff accurately from the dim sky. In the roar of the warlock, above the battlefield in the distance of the Thousand Needles, the dull, like ink The sky of green magma whirls violently.

"Flame of Shadow, Fire of Destruction, Wrath of Demons...Come on! The violent army of demons has become my strength and will serve my life!"

Demon... The demon army outside the stars, for the first time under the active call of the warlocks, torn apart the cracks in space and appeared on the Xinjiang soil of the human empire.

And this time, these bloodthirsty violent monsters will be screamed in the fear of the barbarians...

Fight for the empire! Die for the empire!

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