Azeroth’s Death Track

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The gods of the ancients, the demi-gods of the wild, plus a big lord of the dead realm, three far more vulgar guys, the battle is a terrible battle. At their level, both the energy attack and the power of the body have been exceeded Some kind of restriction, even if it's just the aftermath of a fight, letting go of a dead fight will directly change the terrain of the entire battlefield.

The underground cave more than 300 meters down from the Qiraji Temple has completely collapsed. Looking down from the sky of Silithus, it is obvious that a huge, ring-shaped has been formed at the southernmost end of this great desert The sand pit that dipped downwards was thought to be completely hollowed out.

Fortunately, the Qiraji people spent thousands of years repairing the underground palace, leaving enough supports in the big stone cave. After the collapse in the lowermost direction, these supports did not completely collapse. After stopping, from the bunker down, you can still find a way to the bottom collapsed world.

Of course, lost the emperor, lost the gods, and lost the highest mother worm. The huge number of Qira insects' civilization system collapsed almost instantly. These worms returned to an era of scattered sand. Therefore, when exploring downward, you must Be careful of the bugs hidden in the chaotic underground and in all directions.

But for the current coalition forces, investigating this completely destroyed Zergman Empire is not a top priority. Commanders have more important things to do immediately.

Because of the massive earthquakes that broke out in the ground before, the sea of ​​insects that besieged the ruined battlefield lost control, and the bugs scattered around and opened the way for the coalition forces trapped in the ruined battlefield to break out. Before the cave collapsed, allied soldiers who survived the terrible war had withdrawn from the desert kingdom.

They met with the reinforcements of the commander of the outskirts of King Liam and camped in the outer desert before exiting the beetle. On the one hand, they let the tired soldiers rest, on the other hand, they also guarded against the insects.

At this time, standing on the lookout tower of the coalition camp, the commander who changed his robe looked at the collapsed battlefield of Qira, which was already the second day of dusk, the beautiful scary above the desert. The red veil shrouded in this endless desert, the quiet atmosphere makes people feel relaxed and happy. For the deer helmet who has just finished his revenge, the beauty is even more intoxicating.

"But it's not over yet..."

Archdruid’s eyes turned to the hill left by the Qiraji temple on the ground, and the hill collapsed with the collapse of the ground, but there were many strange things hanging on the rocks outside the hill. Tentacles, purple and black flesh covered with scales that make people feel corrupt and disgusting, and horrible tooth suckers, like a nightmare in hell.

The tentacles twitched nervously from time to time, slamming outside the rock, causing the solid rock to crack, sending out thunderous vibrations, just like a deep-sea behemoth stranded on the beach, even if death was coming, but The remaining power can still easily tear apart mortals who are trying to get close to them, regardless of life and death.

That is the "remnant" left by the ancient god, the Thousand-Eyed Demon Ke Suen...

And the wild demigod Agamagan, who was extremely successful in this battle, was very tired and seriously injured. He had returned to Razor Heights yesterday, but before it left, the wild demigod once told the druids, although Cthune's soul has been destroyed, and his body has been largely destroyed by Agamagan, but the remaining remnants are still very deadly.

The strong and powerful body of the ancient gods still has a terrible depraved aura, and mortals who are too close will still be exposed to those fallen whispers, and the mind is captured. The life and death of this ancient evil are difficult to define Yes, it is still not suitable for large-scale personnel to stay before completely erasing anything left by Cthune in this desert.

The deer helmet's gaze stayed on those "live" tentacles for a moment, and he could see that the Druids of the Wither were incarnate into a raven, circling back and forth around the hill that "set" the remains of the ancient god. Fly to define the real danger zone.

As for how to deal with the hot potato in front of us, the coalition command has not yet reached a consensus, because even the most well-known night elves have not dealt with such terrible things, everyone lacks experience, and poor handling will lead to very much The troublesome result appeared, so this matter had to be treated with caution.

But... anyway, the war is over, and they won, so the aftermath of the aftermath is generally within the tolerable range.

"Great Druid, I'm looking for you everywhere."

A low voice rang behind the deer helmet, and the big-faced Druid turned around and saw a very "grounded" human commander dressed in burlap clothes and military trousers, Varian Wrynn , The latter was climbing the watchtower from the ladder, and there seemed to be something to tell the deer helmet.

"What's wrong? Your Majesty Varian."

Deer Helm asked, while Varian waved his hand:

"Don’t call me that, Druid, we have fought together anyway and have given each other’s lives, so just call me Varian... the ones brought out of the collapsed temple under the crown of Agamama A "friend" woke up. They were weak and needed recuperation and treatment, but no one could understand what they said. General Shantis said that it was pure Dragon Language, and it was only you who studied Dragon Language here. "

The human king blinked and asked in a low voice:

"So, those friends are actually giant dragons trapped in the Zerg Kingdom, right?"

"Well, it is a dragon, and it is the noble dragon prince and princess."

The deer helmet did not turn around to follow Varian and left. He leaned on the edge of the watchtower and said to Varian:

"That was 1,000 years ago, in order to force the worms back into the ruins without sacrificing their own red dragon prince Carlestraz, blue dragon prince Arregos, and the daughter of the green dragon Melinthera, I have witnessed After they bravely descended from the sky and drove the worms back into the ruins, we all thought they were dead, but now it seems that these 1000-year-old heroes were trapped by Cthune."

Speaking of words, Archdruid looked at the bunker that collapsed in the evening with some uneasiness. Varian standing behind him keenly felt the exhaustion of Archdruid. He asked softly:

"Sounds like you don't like these dragons very much?"

"Varian, have you dealt with the dragon?"

The deer helmet suddenly asked, Varian froze for a moment, then turned his head unnaturally and whispered:

"Well, the black dragon...that's a cunning mother dragon. She deceived me and my entire kingdom."

"Black Dragon, the most cunning and fallen dragon family, I haven't dealt with Black Dragon very much, but I have met with other dragons more than once, whether it is the mildest red dragon or the most arrogant blue dragon, I really don't like it These powerful creatures, because they obviously have the power to change disasters, but they just stand by for one reason or another... Let us mortals bear the suffering of those disasters."

Archdruid said in a voice that only two people could hear:

"I also resented my son because of the war death, but that was just a personal emotion. 1000 years later, to this day, I experienced this war personally. With the help of the wild god, we won this In a war, without the participation and help of the dragon from beginning to end, we defeated the unknown evil with a mortal body. Without the help of the dragon, we can do it..."

"A group of mortals who are truly united are stronger than those assisted by dragons, but a mortal who is scattered with sand."

"what?"

The sound of the deer helmet's last sentence was so low that Varian asked subconsciously, but the deer helmet turned his head again and smiled at Varian:

"It's nothing, let's go, let's go and see the heroes that were 1,000 years ago."

The two walked down the lookout tower and walked in a lively and noisy camp. The soldiers who had won the war finally had time to relieve their tired spirit and body with fine wine. The most damaged legions have begun to evacuate yesterday The battlefield is here, and most of the people staying here are the follow-up reinforcements. Although this battle has finally won, it is definitely a "missing victory."

The 7th Legion, as the main attacker of the Storm Kingdom, lost all its auxiliary troops. The main team also lost 4 wings and a third of the artillery. It was a broken bone. The sword swordsmen of Stormgard Only one-third of the team is still alive, and even the Lordaeron Knights who followed Alsace's charge also lost nearly a quarter of the knights.

The Centaur Slave Corps sent by the human empire to support the battlefield was a war, and only two or three kittens were left. However, considering that this legion was originally used as a cannon fodder, this loss was also Not distressing.

Only four half of the four wild boar heavy infantry regiments organized by the Allied Forces were left, and the other three regiments were swallowed up by the Chonghai.

The warsong clan sent by the orcs suffered more than half of the damage, and almost all the remaining soldiers were wounded.

The Tauren-supported 7 heavy machine gun wing had only 3 left, and following General Shantis. Yuyue came to Silithus to support the night elf sentry corps 30,000 people. After the war, only left 7000 people, this is because the sentinels, as mobile forces, were responsible for maintaining the front of the frontline army when the first wave penetrated into the ruins of the battlefield. As a result, the counterattacked worms were trapped on the battlefield between the ruins and the beetle wall until they broke through At the time of the meeting with the front-line legions, they had been injured more than half.

Of the 150,000 people in the Frontline Corps, 80,000 were buried in this scorching desert. The 100,000 in the Support Corps also lost almost 20,000. In this way, the Kalimdor Anti-Worm War Organization The 25-man army finally survived just over half... This loss is simply shocking.

This is almost after the end of the Battle of the Northern Frontier of the Human Empire, the most terrible battle of the Azeroth civilized race, but considering the quality of their opponents, all the races of Kalimdor united to win together The war's gold content is absolutely very full.

"Let me invite you to drink! Brothers, drink it!"

Walking in the barracks, Varian took out two hip flasks full of ale from the carriage next to him and threw them to the soldiers on the roadside. Calling Varian's name, Varian also waved to them. As a former top gladiator, Varian knew how to mobilize the enthusiasm of soldiers so that they would not be affected by the war that had ended.

And the deer helmet has been observing this human king. Varian is not the same as all the kings he has seen. There is no such arrogance of pretentiousness, nor the glory and mission of kings who often hang on their lips. He is like a Ordinary human warrior, but on the battlefield, the kind of wild aura and vanguard dominance that Varian possessed proved that this human being is not simple.

not to mention...

Deer helmet glanced at the special-shaped long sword that was wrapped in sackcloth behind Varian’s back. During the human empire, he also heard of the legend of the warlords circulated in human nobles. With the sword in his hand, Varian Wrynn is already the most powerful contender for the second emperor of the unresolved human empire.

"Speaking of it, Varian, do you have any plans in the future?"

Deer Helmet asked, the black-haired man beside him thought for a while, then exhaled and said:

"Probably going back to the Kingdom of Stormwind, I would also like to see for myself, what kind of state my country and my people are now, doing something for them, as far as I can go, I haven’t thought about it, nor do I I don’t want to think about it. Seriously, after the war, I’m at a loss for the future."

Varian moved his fingers, and he spoke to the deer helmet beside him as if expressing his heart:

"I have been away for too long, maybe I have been out of tune with my original "friends". Speaking, Mr. Lu helmet, have you been to the eastern continent?"

The deer helmet shook his head. Varian looked at the camp in front of him. He said:

"I have seen the civilizations of the Federation, and I have lived in that system for several years. There are two worlds here and here... there is better than here, not only the standard of living, but also the mental state of the people. In my memory, I have never seen civilians have such a confident and full spirit. Maybe we should learn from them, but unfortunately, I cannot convince my friends."

Varian smiled bitterly and made a "please" gesture to the deer helmet:

"Even Alsace, who is closest to me, is full of hostility to that civilization."

Archdruid walked short into the tent, and when passing by, he said to Varian:

"Maybe, what you need is not to "convince" them, but to let them "see". To persuade others, you must at least do it yourself, and then show them the actual results... Everyone will say, But when the facts lie ahead, the doubts of other people will be much quieter."

Stag Helmet squinted and patted Varian's shoulder:

"The withers are very willing to see the progress of civilization. We are pursuing the evolution of individuals and groups... Rulers like you who are willing to accept new knowledge are very rare, so if you need help, you can come to us at any time..."

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