Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1280 30. You need to learn to share good things, right, Your Highness

Magtheridon ultimately failed to achieve his goal.

Although it is quite confident in its own strength, after all, in the group of Annihelan demons, apart from Lord Destroyer Mannoroth, who is well-deservedly the strongest, Magtheridon is the top of the second echelon of the power sequence. .

Its arrogant self-proclaimed King of Dellanor is not just bragging. On the level of pure brute force, even Kil'jaeden's most trusted doom lord Kazak is far from its opponent.

As for the King of the Abyss, Aggonaut, who had just been assassinated by demon hunters, he was just an old guy who dared to be king only because he lived a long time.

But even with such terrifying brute force, the high-ranking commander of the Burning Legion still drank his hatred on the cursed land outside Watch Keep, under the siege of a gathering of mortal legends.

It died on a world far, far away from its own army, and it didn't realize until the moment of its defeat that its loyal guard hadn't entered the battle with it.

Its muscular brain was still wondering why its luck was so bad today when death came, but it didn't even suspect that its charming devil witch adjutant had any evil intentions?

But death is extraordinarily lenient to demons.

The moment Magtheridon's head was pierced by the Apocalypse, its spirit was summoned by the Twisting Nether to return to the place where all demons were born and reborn.

Of course, the greedy Apocalypse tore some of the Pit Lord's soul fragments as his own playthings, which would make Magtheridon resurrect in the Twisting Nether in a weaker form and take more time to return to his full glory.

That's going to be a long time.

No matter how hard this brutal and stupid guy tries, he will never be able to keep up with the Burning Legion's decisive battle in Azeroth.

"This demon is really difficult to deal with, but why did it appear in Azeroth?"

Ronin, the archmage of Watch Island, dragged his exhausted body to the Grand Knight of Turalyon. In order to suppress the Abyss Lord's self-explosion of evil energy at the last moment, he and Archmage Ansrem Luinvivor and Archmage The three of Vargas worked together to mobilize the power of the local magic net, which gave the others the possibility of a fatal blow for the abyss lord.

Ronin rubbed his aching forehead, and whispered to the disheveled knight:

"It rushed out from the other side of the Dark Portal. Could it be that the demons are already planning to invade our world? Is this reckless demon their vanguard?"

Turalyon shook his head, he did not get relevant news.

He looked back at the knights who participated in this battle. Several of them were seriously injured, and he might not be able to follow them into Dellano.

The downsizing before the mission started gave the Grand Knight an ominous premonition about the upcoming journey.

He looked at the elven death knight great lord who was pulling the neighing death magic blade from the abyss lord's head. He felt that he should be able to get some news from this guy.

"Your Excellency Ravencrest, we got the news of the Black Crow Knight's transfer from Valshara before we set off. I didn't expect you to enter Dellano one step faster than us."

As the leader of the Cenarion Expedition, Hisaly Crow took the initiative to talk to the death knight high lord, and after greeting the high lord with junior etiquette, she asked in a crisp style:

"I would like to ask you, is this demon entering Azeroth a plan you set up? Or is it an accident?"

"Why do you ask me such a thing?"

Lord Ravencrest looked at Hisalley suspiciously. He noticed her long burning hair. He said in a strange tone:

"Didn't you discuss it with your master? It was Laike Shaw's plan to use this demon's attack as a warning to Azeroth.

Demons are not far away from this world, and those in power who don't care about disaster predictions should look at this issue more clearly! "

"Uh, please don't use that title to describe my relationship with Mr. Bou Laike."

Hisalie Crow's cheeks turned red, she lowered her head and corrected what Lord Ravencrest said, and explained in a low voice with a few traces of complaint:

"Your Excellency Bu Laike has voluntarily ended all my relations with him not long ago, and now I know no more about his thoughts and plans than you do."

"Well, it turned out that there was a conflict. No wonder I think he changed to a more beautiful bird as his means of investigation."

The overlord of the death knight pouted.

He didn't understand why he always heard these gossips that he didn't care about at all, so he made a casual comment, which made Miss Hei Crow even more embarrassed.

Things are not what you think, High Lord!

You are getting darker and darker.

Black Crow was about to explain, but saw the death knight waved his hand, and said the business in a serious tone. Ravencrest looked at the people around him, raised his tone a few degrees and said to them:

"The Black Crows have already captured a critical frontline fortress on Dellano's Hellfire Peninsula with Brad Laike Shaw, which will become the place where the forces of the next two worlds will meet.

If you have nothing else to delay, please go there as quickly as possible.

From my experience in the War of the Ancients, today's victory is just an unrecorded footnote in this eternal war. Demons like this abound in the Burning Legion.

You can hold its head to show off your achievements, but you must know what you are facing!

That's all for now, everyone, I'm leaving first. "

After finishing speaking, the indifferent death knight held his magic sword that was still bleeding, turned over and rode the ghost hippogryph, and galloped towards the door of darkness, leaving only a group of people in a daze.

Ravencrest's words dissipated the joy of defeating a powerful enemy in everyone's hearts. If Magtheridon, who needs several legends to go all out to defeat, is just the backbone of the legion, then they have never really faced Soldiers of the Burning Legion, it is time to reassess the threat of the Legion.

"Hey! You guys, don't get too close to that demon's corpse, that guy's blood can pollute the soul! Do you want to become like those green-skinned captives?"

Archmage Rhonin's scolding brought Turalyon back to his senses. He looked back, and several veterans of the Iron Horse Brotherhood were trying to take off the demon's claws and scales as trophies, but they were driven away by the spellcasters.

Magtheridon just died, but the blood flowing from its corpse has already begun to pollute the barren and desolate world under his feet.

"It must be disposed of immediately!"

Kael'thas Sunstrider, who no longer concealed his identity, reminded Turalyon with a serious expression:

"The experience of the orcs has fully demonstrated to us the threat of this unique demon to the world. We cannot allow it to be exposed to the wilderness like this. We should report this matter to Stormwind City, and then we must set off immediately, great knight."

"Ok."

Turalyon nodded, and discussed with Archmage Rhonin for a few minutes, and finally decided that Dalaran would handle the corpse of the abyss lord, and the others immediately set off for the Dark Portal.

After everyone left, Archmage Luo Ning looked at the huge demon corpse in front of him with some headaches.

The demonic blood it oozes is extremely stinky, making the nearby ground feel like hell. As an orthodox mage, he had absolutely no experience in dealing with the remains of such high-level demons, but soon Ronin thought of a way.

Didn't Dalaran just recruit a group of warlocks?

They should be experts in this field, so let them take charge of this matter, but they seem to be not very professional, um. I'd better contact Nathalas College and ask Dean Lanyue to send an expert over Oversee this matter.

Ronin quickly made a decision.

He was about to teleport back to Watch Castle, when he suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself lightly.

How stupid I am!

Since we have to contact Na'thalas College for help, why not send a letter of help to the spellcasters of Quel'Thalas?

It is said that there are suspected demons who are good at hiding in the cursed land, and they are asked to send an elite ranger commander to sit in charge.

Windrunner's big sister is too busy making arrangements for Farwalker to clone, and the second sister is still busy in Northrend. Isn't the third sister only left with time to come over?

In this way, I can stay with the gentle and lovely Miss Vereesa again!

Happiness appeared in the eyes of the unlucky Archmage Luo Ning. He turned his head and glanced at the extremely ugly Lord Magtheridon lying on the ground, and immediately felt that the Abyss Demon King became more pleasing to the eye.

"If you can marry successfully in the future"

Luo Ning whispered to the abyss lord who died tragically:

"I will definitely thank you, Your Excellency Magtheridon! I will leave it to you this time."

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On the other hand, after a few hours, the complex "Dellano Expeditionary Force" finally crossed the Dark Portal. While they were dazed by the unique teleportation experience of the World Portal, the Hellfire Peninsula was terrible and anxious. The dark red earth appeared in front of their eyes in a malicious way.

Not only is the ground cracked and emitting magma and flames, but the high concentration of fel energy in the air also made it difficult for all Azerothians to breathe.

Worst of all, the remnants of the previous battle where the Crows drove the undead to Hellfire Citadel are still there, and the entire path of glory is littered with corpses wandering out of control.

Until the death aura in their bodies dissipates, they will remain in this state, attacking all life that steps into this land.

"Everyone, the mounts are ready."

A Black Crow Knight said indifferently to the leaders of the expedition:

"Your Excellency the Great Lord and Mr. Braike are waiting for you in Hellfire Citadel. Please go and meet them. The road of glory is currently impassable. It will take several hours for the undead to calm down here. Only then will the large troops be allowed to pass. .

Your followers can set up camp near the Dark Portal now. Hellfire Citadel has just been baptized by war and needs some time to clean it up. "

The interim leader Turalyon looked at the others, and after there was no objection, everyone rode the death hippogryph prepared for them, crossed the road of glory and the scorched land full of blood, death and corpses, and finally died in Hellfire. The upper platform of the fort fell.

The place has been completely taken over by Death Knights in Crow armor, Rhine spellcasters purging the castle of fel energy, and there are skeletons and undead minions walking around carrying supplies.

On the flying platform not far away, a group of death knights were repairing a torn ashes bone dragon.

The dead moved quickly, concisely, and had a strong military style. Apart from being incompatible with the living, this was exactly what an elite army should do.

Among the crowd, except for the two leaders of the Cenarion Expedition who knew about the Black Crows in Valsharah, the others had no contact with these death knights.

However, Turalyon didn't have much dislike or hostility towards these dead. He knew that in the Silithus Desert, it was thanks to the help of these dead that he was able to kill the ancient god C'Thun.

They are in the same group as themselves.

Although they are hard to like.

"Oh, my friends, it's an honor to host you in this damn world, please come with me, although the conditions are simple, I still prepare a feast for you.

The more difficult the conditions are, the less we can lose our precious etiquette. "

As they entered the Shattered Halls of Hellfire Citadel, they heard a voice familiar to everyone.

In front of his eyes, the stinky pirate Bu Laike, who had changed into a set of elven noble costumes, was opening his arms to everyone in front of him as his master. At his feet, the little murloc Benbo Erba, who was also wearing a long robe, also spread his arms, and with a murloc smile, he welcomed the distinguished guests.

"I know you have a lot of questions, come on, let's sit down and talk slowly."

Bu Laike glanced at the crowd in front of him, and his gaze stayed on Hisalley Black Crow for a few seconds. Miss Black Crow lowered her head and did not look at him, probably full of complicated emotions and embarrassment.

The smelly pirate didn't care, he made a gesture of invitation and said:

"Come with me, everyone, after the banquet, we still have a lot of things to do. Oh, yes, Prince Kael'thas, please follow me first, there are a few people I want to hand over to you."

The kicked little murloc took over Laike's duties, croaking and leading the crowd to the banquet hall.

Bu Laike walked to the other side with the handsome prince. After casually pushing open an orc-style door, Kael'thas saw a group of miserable members of the Relic Association sitting inside.

Seeing the appearance of His Royal Highness, these elves who have suffered so much and even had to pray to the god of garbage guys for blessing, and then were ruthlessly abandoned, and couldn't even be a beggar, were moved to tears, and they all wanted to hug Kyle Seth wept bitterly.

The trip to Dellano was a nightmare for them.

There were thirty people before the departure, but only eight people survived until the end, and the others had already died in the terrible pursuit.

Looking at his skinny and skinny clansmen and the grievances on their faces that made them want to cry, Kael'thas felt very uncomfortable. The benevolent prince listened to their complaints patiently, comforted them gently, and personally Unleash Heal to heal their wounds.

After some consolation, everyone who survived the catastrophe calmed down.

"Your Highness, the treasure we found after sacrificing so much was snatched away by this pirate."

Brilliant Blade, the last leader of the Relic Society, grabbed Kael'thas's arm and whispered to the prince:

"You must take it back, it is the essence of Dellano's world, it is the key to the further development of the magical civilization of Quel'Thalas, it is a grand gift we are going to present to the royal family of the Sunstrider.

You must take it back! "

"Hey, I can hear you whispering."

Bu Laike, who was leaning against the doorway, snorted, and in front of Kael'thas, took out a golden ring whose magic power lingered into a real streamer, and threw it up and down in his hand.

Just like throwing a ball of light composed of pure arcane arts, Kael'thas couldn't help blinking.

As a very talented spellcaster, Kael'thas could feel the breathtaking power coming from the ring.

gem!

That is an absolute gem!

Bu Laike pouted and said:

"It was my Wardens who fought off the Black Knights and rescued you homeless dogs from the ruins of Highmaul.

If they go later, you will be wiped out by the regiment, and this so-called treasure will also fall into the hands of the devil's henchmen. Rounding up, it can be regarded as falling into the hands of the legion, and it will be used by the demons to attack Azeroth terrible weapon.

It was I who saved your lives, and it was I who saved you from the terrible nightmare of becoming sinners in the world, so it’s fine if you don’t thank me, and speak ill of me in private.

You Quel'dorei elves, you really need to clean up! "

"Your Excellency Laike, stop blaming these poor people, they are just loyal to their mission."

Prince Kael'thas shook his head, and he said to Bo Laike:

"Tell me your terms.

But for this ring, I lost twenty-two outstanding clansmen, it must be returned to the Quel'dorei, this cannot be discussed! "

"Has this reached the stage of bargaining that people are looking forward to? His Royal Highness has indeed become a mature man who can be reassured."

The smelly pirate whistled happily, rubbed his hands together and said:

"Then come on, let's make a deal that will please both parties. I'm also curious, what price can you offer to get this ring from me that is powerful enough to change fate?"

(end of this chapter)