Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1811 37. The Dark Moon Shines on Azeroth

"Haka is dead? What's going on?"

The inexplicable death of a high-ranking demon commander immediately aroused the vigilance of Tichondrius, who was playing a game of "hide and seek" with the wolf god Goldrinn.

Although it is very normal for demons to die in war, it is still unusual for a demon with such powerful power as Haka, the dog king, to die so quickly.

The bastard who is good at flattery and double-decker is certainly not as thick-skinned as the abyss lord, nor does he have the cunning magic like Nathrezim, but as the fel lord in the legion who specializes in summoning, he can train dogs with one hand. Haka, who plays superbly, is never afraid of group battles.

Although the demon hound is just a low-level demon, once these crazy fel beasts form a group, they will carry out "wolf pack tactics" under the command of Haka. Even if a demigod of the wilderness attacks it, it should be able to persist until it escapes successfully .

But Haka's aura suddenly disappeared.

This proves that the idiot was "killed" by someone, but how is this possible?

In terms of the power level of the wilderness demigods that currently exist in Azeroth, unless Hakkar bumps into a powerful demigod like Goldrinn or Cenarius, it will definitely have the power to fight back.

And the ferocious wolf god Goldrinn is chasing him now, Cenarius is still commanding the group of vegetative people on the edge of the battlefield, and Haka is the commander, so it is impossible to go to the front line to fight to the death.

A mysterious guy has sneaked into the battlefield!

Tichondrius guessed the truth in an instant.

This made it feel precarious, and Hakkar's sudden death was like a wake-up call, making the dreadlord realize that this battlefield was no longer safe.

But it didn't back down.

Although there will be demigods and forest troops joining the battle, the war situation on the Great Plains of Suramar is still that the legion has an absolute advantage. In this case, if it retreats, Archimonde can take it The head is taken off and kicked as a ball.

But it is impossible for the fearful demon king to risk his life.

The cunning guys always have a way to minimize the threats they suffer. Tichondrius rolled his eyes and turned himself into a bat flying all over the sky to hide when the wolf god suddenly appeared and bit his wings. Launched the attack, sneaked into the shadows and began to decisively ask for help from the rear.

What should I do in this situation?

The choice of Tichondrius is like a classic non-stick pan.

"Master Polluter! The elf rebels have summoned the demigods of the wilderness, and we are still in the upper hand, but the stupid Haka died in the attack of the demigods, and the brainless Ronokohn was entangled by a weird black panther.

I need a strong commander to help me lead the army. "

Tichondrius' request for help was sent to the polluters through the spiritual connection of the great demons of the Burning Legion. Archimonde glanced calmly at Azshara who was waiting for the news not far away.

It scolded in spirit:

"Trash! They're all trash! You're an embarrassment to the invincible legion! The military strength enough to destroy a small world can't even take down a group of remnants and defeated generals?

Perhaps you should apologise, Tichondrius. "

"This is not the time to say such things, my lord polluter."

Tichondrius was not angry either. He knew what kind of character Archimonde was, and refuting it would only make things worse. The cunning guy said in a low voice:

"Suramar has set up a weird shield, and I smell something very similar to the Well of Eternity. That cunning queen didn't share all the information with us, my lord.

I suspect Azshara is deliberately using us as cannon fodder to consume her disobedient minions, she must know what happened in Suramar.

But it's a good thing! Great job!

If we take that city, we'll open a second portal for our master, sending more Legionnaires into the world.

At that time, you will also be able to receive the master's reward for occupying Azeroth by yourself.

The Legion will prevail, as always, my lord.

But now I really need a few powerful commanders who won't be killed by these damn demigod attacks. Only in this way can we break into Suramar City and grab that magic well. "

"The second magic well?"

Archimonde narrowed his eyes immediately, and it felt that a huge opportunity was in front of him. Perhaps Azshara really concealed all this, but this is not important anymore.

The big demon sneered a few times in its heart, and it calmly gave orders to the upper demon commander who commanded the army in the other direction.

Soon, on the Great Plains of Suramar, the three revolving gates of fel energy burst open in the explosion of flames, and a large number of burning meteorites fell like a rain of fire in the gloomy tumbling sky, causing the newly stabilized The defense line of the Great Temple was attacked again.

A pair of khaki wings covering the sky and the sun spread out in the portal of evil energy. The doomsday overlord Kazak dragged his epee out of the portal with a smirk. Trees and Treants.

The two brothers Usok and Usor, who were slaughtering demons, turned around and rushed towards the "new" high-ranking demon. Kazak rushed up with the fel energy blade without fear and started a fight with the two demigod brothers. Desperate fight.

Ursoc's big paw came over and was blocked by Kazak's sword, and the meteorite that fell from it was smashed by the moonlight summoned by the bear man Usol who was following Ursoc.

The two brothers work together perfectly.

But in terms of absolute strength, it is only a little bit stronger than Kazak, and the demons around them are constantly used as cannon fodder to consume their combat power, making it impossible to gain the upper hand in this battle for a while.

The abyss lord Kazloga who appeared in other directions was more unlucky.

This big butt just laughed wildly and rushed out of the portal surrounded by the rain of doomsday fire, but was hit head-on by the wild boar demigod Agamaggan who yelled and lowered his head and arched over.

The impact of the two behemoths shook the whole earth, but the abyss lord, who became more and more courageous in the battle, was very satisfied with the declaration of war by this big wild boar with rough skin and thick flesh.

It adjusted its pace and regained its footing, not paying any attention to the torn heart shield on its chest.

"Your flesh must be delicious roasted, stupid pig!"

Azgalo waved the venomous halberd that looked exactly like his boss's and challenged the wild boar demigod who had been knocked dizzy, but Agamaggan, who had a burst personality and was invincible in brute force, could bear this kind of grievance?

The big wild boar, which is as huge as a hill, is covered with wild thorn armor and demigod. It flicks its tail and lowers its head. The muscular body is like a tank, and it screams like a cannonball under the power of its rear hooves. The same rushed out.

The battle between these two guys has no technical content at all, it is just a straight line of collision and slashing, to see who is stronger and who has a more stable defense, at least compared to the last demon king Kurul and the bird of the bird who rushed into the battlefield. As far as the battle of Mother Aviana is concerned, the battle between Agamaggan and Kazgalo is nothing to watch.

In the sky, the mother of birds set off a tearing storm to attack the dreadlord who flapped her wings and flew into the sky, but the cunning Kurul didn't fight head-on at all, it kept throwing various curses to make Aviana's flying speed faster come slower.

This guy could tell at a glance that among all the demigods present, this female bird was the best to deal with.

It intends to catch a leak.

As long as he can kill this weak guy like Aviana here, and go back to the legion in the future, Kurul can also be promoted from the second-line commander to the first-line commander.

He is also a legendary demon who has slaughtered demigods.

However, no matter how weak Aviana is, she is still a real demigod. The vicious curse alone cannot solve this elegant white harpy. Thinking that the time is almost up, Kurul sneered and stepped forward with his sword.

It wants to chip away at the dodging Aviana's wings with its own masterful and deadly strikes.

Tch, this sad harpy can't even fight!

She just kept running away weakly.

waste!

The Demon King thought so.

When it turned into a fel energy flame and fell in front of Aviana, Kurul was surprised to find that the weak female in front of him was still talking to a guy who couldn't see it at all.

"Is it enough to retreat here? Do you want to retreat a few more steps?"

Said the weak mother of birds.

But with the perception of the demon king, he can't feel the existence of other people around him at all, which either means that the mother of birds in front of him has gone crazy or has become incurable schizophrenia.

Or does it mean that he has stepped into a trap?

Damn it!

Kurul realized something was wrong in an instant, but it was too late when he wanted to escape. The superior demon commander suddenly saw a pair of eyes open in front of his eyes.

At first, it was gentle eyes that were blue like the sea and illuminated by moonlight, but in the next moment, the whole world was spinning in chaos in its eyes, and everything was changed.

The day turned into night sky, and the starlight turned purple.

The whispers that were chanted by thousands of people were like scorching sharp cones piercing into one's chaotic thinking, but after the initial sharp pain, all senses became blurred.

Kurul vaguely saw a bleak sea of ​​stars opening its arms towards him, and countless taboo truths poured into its mind, and those whispers were teaching him the endless truths of the entire universe.

"Ah, so that's it! It's great, and I gradually understand everything."

The ferocious demon king can feel the truth of everything in the world is opening its arms to him, a path to supreme power has been opened, and he can't help but want to see more.

It opened its arms to the dim stars, and it wanted to embrace the supreme wisdom.

"Give me more!"

It whispers, it roars.

"I want more and give me more begging"

It will indulge in this gift of truth, it will sleep in warm shadows.

Sorry, Mr. Polluter.

Sorry, Lord Sargeras.

but I

I can't go back.

In the material world, Aviana, the weakest demigod and mother of all birds, stared wide-eyed at the demon king Kurul in front of her. He was ready to fight to the death, but the devil suddenly acted like a fool, and opened his arms towards the sky as if to embrace the sun.

"Shgla'yos plahf mh'naus"

It even spoke some weird languages ​​that didn't seem like demons could speak at all, the sobbing sound made every feather on Aviana's body tremble after hearing it.

It is a forbidden word that is hostile to all things.

"What are you waiting for?"

A voice called Lord Moon Shadow rang in Aviana's ear, and he said:

"I've already washed and cooked the vegetables and brought them to you. Do you want me to cut up the food and deliver it to your mouth? Well, it's not impossible, as long as you condescend to be my pet."

"puff"

Aviana moved forward quickly.

The sharp bird claws and legs were like piercing spears and ruthlessly grabbed into the heart of the unsuspecting Demon King Kurul. In the desperate tearing of the demigod, a beating heart of the Demon King was grabbed out by her. .

But what makes Aviana feel horrifying is that even if she achieves this step, the upper demon in front of her is still immersed in the unknowable illusion of the abyss.

There was even a weird smile of relief like a soul returning to heaven on that ferocious face.

The demon king who lost his heart whirled and fell from the sky, and finally hit the filthy ground in front of the ignited forest army, and was stepped on by an ancient war tree buzzing, and soon became those disgusting monsters on the ground. A member of the mincemeat.

The mother of all birds stared dumbfounded at the still beating heart in her bird's claws.

She couldn't help swallowing, at this moment, even the Burning Legion sweeping across the battlefield in front of her eyes became so cute in her eyes.

At least compared to the shadow of the abyss shown to her by that weird voice, the demons who can only just face up also appear to be "open and aboveboard".

"Remember what you promised me."

Lord Moon Shadow said softly:

"Ten thousand years later, I want to see you still active in the sky of Azeroth. If you dare to die inexplicably, then I will let you experience the experience of 'the star ring turns into flesh, and the abyss brings truth' dream.

Bring this sentence to the cute, beautiful and proud big black cat below, to Agamaggan, and to the other demigods. Your lives are the precious currency I use to buy my future.

Without my permission, you are not allowed to spend it casually. "

"Follow your will."

Aviana didn't know what to say.

She could only reply respectfully, but there was no voice to respond to her humility.

On the battlefield of Suramar, as the demigods who came to support were entangled by high-level demons summoned one by one, the originally deflected battle situation slipped into a collapsed situation again.

Without the support of the demigods, facing the brutal demons coming from all directions, the great temple that was smashed by the big ass and destroyed the enchantment of the moon god has become a mess of corruption.

The demons have invaded the bottom floor of the temple, and Ravencrest and his soldiers are holding on to the second floor.

Illidan, covered in blood, grabbed a dying moon guard. He wanted to ask, but the old soldier shook his head, held Illidan's trembling hand, and whispered:

"Do what you have to do! Remember your oath, for victory, do whatever it takes!"

"I"

Illidan knew what the old soldier meant, but he really didn't want to experience that feeling of despair again. He was hesitating, and he looked at the brutal demons in all directions.

At this moment, he was questioning himself, if victory can also be bought with precious things, how much would he have to pay?

From the current point of view, it may not be enough for him to fill in all of himself.

"what!"

The painful Dante let out a violent roar, and he grabbed the veteran by the neck.

Under the latter's gratified gaze, he launched the forbidden secret technique of the Moon Guard, and a bunch of reverberating magic power was drawn out to bless Illidan, while the veteran in his hand stared at the pounced demon with wide eyes, as if he was expecting to see a victory.

At the last moment of his life, he saw that recruit madly rushing towards the demon, like... like the only ray of light shining in the desperate darkness.

bless you.

A brave man destined to walk alone.

"We gotta start praying! We gotta pray!"

At the highest point of the crumbling Great Temple, the weak high priest Ms. Dejana said to the few remaining priests behind her:

"This is the only thing we can do, the impasse has come, only the gods can save us."

"But Lady Elune has been."

As soon as a priest opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Ms. Dejana, who was clutching his bleeding waist and kneeling down in front of the half-shattered Luna sculpture.

She whispered:

"That little girl reminded us, sisters, that Lady Elune protects all beings and saves souls, but the bright light of Luna does not shine on the battlefield.

In this time of despair, we should pray to the darkest and most ruthless phase of the moon. What we should pray for is not salvation, but battle.

In the black moon, embrace the glory of battle.

That's not heretical teaching, sisters.

That is the last blessing Ms. Elune gave us, the last dignity of begging for mercy is replaced by a sword, come, come with me, and pray to the Moon of Shadows.

anyway"

Ms. Dejana hadn't finished speaking when she heard a harsh knock from outside the shattered masonry above her head. She looked up and saw several ugly and ferocious horrors lying there and grinning at them.

The high priest sighed, and she said softly:

"It can't get any worse anyway."

(end of this chapter)