Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 616 169. Stupid Small World! Destroy under the claws of the polluters! -【2430】

(add more for the birth of the baby)

"Don't make a sad face, my snake man brother, didn't we agree to 'share weal and woe together'? Isn't it just a keystone, if you lose it, you lose it, it's no big deal.

Although you lost the chance to unlock the seal of the dark thing that who knows what it is, you will win the goodwill of the legion because of this glorious sacrifice.

This is much more powerful than an uncontrolled dark thing. "

In a corner of Shattered Dalaran, the black knight Haas commanded a group of demon guards to place the Eye of Dalaran, the Sursis Keystone, and the Book of Medivh in a strange triangle.

It was filled with pillar-like fel energy stones around it.

While preparing for the summoning ceremony, he used a hypocritical voice to say to Aspicus, the snake-man caster who was suppressed by two big and three thick demons and kept screaming:

"You unfaithful snake-man emperors want to rule the world, don't you? What a vulgar dream, but with the Legion to help you, this small goal is easy to accomplish.

Don't worry, as long as your emperor has enough vision, he will definitely reward you for it. "

"Let go of our holy relic!"

The weak Snakeman Legend vomited snake letter and yelled loudly:

"Emperor Kotaek and his endless snakemen will not let you go! Stupid bastards, you have no idea what you are doing!"

"Shut up that snake!"

The impatient dread demon king Mal'Ganis flicked his claws, and immediately the succubus who was posing, came forward and whipped the snake man's mouth.

Its scales were smashed and blood flowed out, but the scales on its neck danced with shining arcs.

This is a manifestation of the extreme anger of the snake people.

But it can't do anything now but be angry.

This guy is also unlucky.

It had already escaped from Dalaran with the keystone under the cover of its brother, General Adris, and it only needed to cross the forest to reach the coast, return to the empire with the keystone, and walk away.

As a result, the undead met Deathwing and went crazy.

The Cataclysm destroyed Silverpine Forest, forcing the Snakeman to retreat to Dalaran, and lost all his guards in the Crack, and almost buried himself in the cracks in the ground.

Finally escaped with the keystone protected, before it could take a breath, it was kidnapped again by a group of vicious demons.

Seeing the arrogant black knights want to use their treasure keystone as a material for a seemingly unreliable summoning ceremony, the anger in the snake man's heart cannot be expressed.

But at an absolute disadvantage, it is completely unable to resist.

I can only watch helplessly as the black knight extracts the magic power from the chaotic underground magic net here, and through the gathering of the damaged Eye of Dalaran, coupled with the stable transformation of the Sursis keystone, the magic power is transmitted to Book of Medivh.

This book itself is also a powerful magic item, the knowledge recorded on it is one aspect, this magic tome made by Medivh himself is also a very important ritual composition.

It must be used in the top magic ritual of summoning the great demon to cross the world.

This is the meaning of the existence of a powerful grimoire, as an existence similar to a "ritual subject". Otherwise, even if you have that kind of taboo knowledge in your mind, you must meet many, many harsh conditions to complete the summoning.

After all, this is the most powerful creature among the Summoning Stars. In terms of destructive power alone, Archimonde the Defiler is even better than Deathwing, who almost destroyed Northern Xinjiang.

After everything was ready, the ritual pattern on the book of Medivh floating in front of the one-armed black knight began to absorb magic power, and the paper made of unknown materials began to float with light.

The dark green magic circle was reflected, and the dark breath turned into a gust of wind sweeping around, causing the black knight who presided over the ceremony to take a step back, and also made the bodies of the surrounding demons tremble.

The beacon belonging to the demon star Marton was opened, and the aura of the high-ranking demon of the polluter seeped out of it, making the rebellious fearful demon king humbled.

It fell from the sky, folded its wings, and bowed its head like a servant, welcoming the arrival of the Demon King.

And the magic power of the chaotic underground magic net was absorbed, which immediately triggered a chain reaction in this broken city. The magic circles that were being reactivated and manipulated by the mages collapsed rapidly in the blink of an eye like light bulbs with poor contact.

This phenomenon immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the ruins of the city.

Anyone who can still fight here is aware of the seriousness of the problem, and all spellcasting masters, including Dean Lanyue and Prince Farondis, began to gather in that direction.

The great knight Uther, who was about to protect the innocent people from the shattered Dalaran, looked at the Holy Hammer of the Silver Hand in his hand in astonishment. This divine weapon bestowed by the Holy Light was entwined with streaks of scorching holy light.

It is buzzing.

It senses the breath of destruction, and it is urging the paladins to go to the real battlefield to prevent the destroyer from the stars from descending on this world.

"Fordin, Mograine, escort them away!"

The great knight immediately pulled the reins of the armored war horse, and he held the holy hammer on the horse, and turned around and shouted to the brothers beside him:

"Turalyon, Dathrohan, and Fordragon, follow me with the knights, the hammer is signaling the coming of true evil, this is the will of the Holy Light!

We must go to the most dangerous battlefield.

Your Majesty Varian, you escort the Marshal out of here! "

After finishing speaking, the great knight turned on the aura of the crusader, and circles of energetic holy light radiated away, injecting holy light blessings into their war horses, so that these tall and brave camel beasts were also dispelled from fear, and their fighting spirit was high.

Riding is a compulsory course for paladins. These real paladins are all masters of riding horses. Under the leadership of the great knights, they formed a charge formation and pierced forward with the glory of the holy hammer.

The low-level demons blocking the way were already intimidated by the aura of the higher-ranking demons, so they couldn't stop the fearless charge of the paladins.

There are also some high-ranking priests who followed the knights to the battlefield and also steered the horses. They continuously released the torrents of holy light, and golden halos continuously surged outward, burning the demons who rushed to retreat.

In the higher clouds of the sky, under Odin's loud order, more Valkyries flew out from the sky fortress flapping their wings.

They held red-ribboned spears, flapped their golden wings, and flew down quickly behind the paladins. The golden light they brought with them shone as they flew, reflecting the holy light of the paladins.

The fleeing innocents looked back at this sacred scene, as if angels were protecting the brave knights and sweeping away the demons.

For a while, there were bursts of cheers from the crowd.

In the Hall of Valor, the King of War looked solemn. He would rather break with his guardian brothers than use cruel methods to shape the Legion of Heroes, just to deal with the "Twilight of the Gods" when the Burning Legion destroyed the world.

And the polluter Archimonde is about to enter this world, and the demon king represents the doomsday future in which the Burning Legion will destroy King's Landing.

Ragnarok has begun!

But I was trapped in this small place, unable to fulfill the great mission given to him by my Creator.

What a shame!

The general under the command of the Lord of War, the gatekeeper and the commander of the Heroic Legion, the Titan warrior Heimdall has come to the top of the Rainbow Bridge. He is carrying a blazing blade and holding a keel horn. The Stormcast army and all the Val'kyr are gathering.

Large groups of storm dragons fly from their lairs to the sky. These giant dragons who can control storms and thunder will be the vehicles that will carry the heroic legion to the battlefield.

Even though Odin couldn't leave Valgara because of betrayal and curse, but they, the defenders of the world, will never miss this doomsday battle again.

"Your Majesty, we must leave!"

The high-level tide sage of Kul Tiras, Master Ze Lin, grabbed Dai Lin's wrist and said in a low tone:

"The sea tide is warning me that a terrifying power will sweep the ground beneath our feet, and this place is too far from the sea for the sea tide to shelter you.

We must return to the sea! "

"Yes, Your Majesty, the current situation is too dangerous."

Another younger high-ranking sea sage, Brother Parker, also persuaded:

"Disasters are befalling the city of Dalaran one after another. This may be some kind of warning."

"You want me to give up my daughter and run like a frightened landlubber without a fight, out of here?"

Dai Lin didn't listen to Hai Xian's persuasion at all.

Leaning on the sailor knife in his hand, he said in a deep voice:

"Don't think about it! The Proudmoore family and Kul Tiras only have kings who died in battle, and there are no admirals who escaped! Go back and prepare your ships. If there is a need to evacuate, I will evacuate.

Gina, take our girls away and protect them. "

"Ok."

Madam Jinjian was also decisive. She looked worriedly at the huge demon gate rising in the distance. The evil aura had gathered into a storm of evil energy and swept across the entire ruins of Dalaran.

She couldn't guess what kind of power the demon was about to enter the material world, but she could be sure that it would definitely not be weaker than the fallen dragon that fled just now.

Is the kingdom of man doomed today?

The charming high elf spellcaster kissed Dailin on the cheek, then turned to the wide-eyed little Jaina holding the hail sword in her hand.

She reached out and took Jaina's cold hand, to lead her away.

But little Gianna was unwilling to go.

She stubbornly yelled:

"Mr. Bo Laike is still here, he told me everything will be all right, I believe him! You bad woman, don't touch me!"

"You and Fenner are really exactly the same when you were young."

Mrs. Jinjian didn't care that the little mage called her a "bad woman".

The children's world is always very simple, she didn't care about Jaina's struggle, took the little mage's hand, launched the teleportation amidst Jaina's screams, and took her to disappear in place.

"Bo Laike?"

Dai Lin watched his lover and daughter leave. He savored the name Jaina called, and a bewildered smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"good boy"

The admiral said something in a low voice, moved his shoulders again, and blew a whistle. His majestic and powerful royal sea-maned steed kicked away the attendant who was pulling it, and rushed to the master's side.

The king laughed and got on his horse, led the loyal and brave tide knights, held the battle flag of Kul Tiras high, and charged towards the place where the demon descended.

But halfway through the rush, Dai Lin discovered something "disharmonious".

"You vile greenskin! Get out of our city!"

The general pulled the rein of the horse, made rude gestures, and cursed:

"It's bad luck to see you! Get out of my battlefield!"

Several orc chieftains galloping quickly among the ruins on the other side turned a deaf ear to Dailin's anger. Although the leader, Bu Rocks Saurfang, was still weak, he would ride on the black warg with a firm expression.

Behind him was his brother Va Locke Saurfang, Fenris, Lord of the Wolfriders, and Grom Hellscream with a "fun" look on his face.

Finally, there was a very old orc with a tattered hood and a white skull painted on his face.

And above the heads of these galloping wargs, there are strange colors and colorful dragon Gess, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, Red Blackhand who just escaped, the evil eye warlock and "Batman" Rexxar Rema , Escorting the chiefs charge.

"I feel the source of the devil's blood!"

In the gallop of howling wargs, Boo Rocks yelled to Grom, who was beside him with a nonchalant expression, with the shattered Tomahawk of Destruction on his back:

"The great demon that polluted the orc civilization was behind that door, I want the tribe to get rid of the influence of the blood disease, and you want to gather an army.

Hellscream, our goals are now aligned.

We must slaughter it today! "

"I have no interest in that, demon blood makes me stronger."

Grom Hellscream, who still had horrible burns on his body, snorted. He didn't care about his injuries. He would carry his terrifying battle ax on his back, and said in a casual tone:

"Only the weak will be affected by the magic blood, but you are right, I really need healthy soldiers to start a war, and the devil dares to show up, which means that I can get more magic blood.

This is indeed a good thing.

Ah, this new world is really interesting, full of powerful creatures to challenge, so much better than the already boring Dellano, those gronns and ogres are already scared out of my wits.

Hehe, Gul'dan's bastard has a good eye, and I'm beginning to like this chaotic place. "

He raised his head and looked at the green dragon and the red dragon mixed in with Ysera's order to attack the demon's gate above him. These huge monsters had fangs and sharp teeth, and they looked vicious at first glance.

Let Hellscream's broad face look warlike.

After solving the demons for a while, I went to kill a few dragons to practice my hands and taste the taste of dragon meat.

On the other side, in the other section where the Devil's Gate opened, on the barren land of Marton, the Devil's Star, Archimonde, a nearly 100-meter-tall demon, was laughing wildly as he raised his staff.

It walks surrounded by countless elite demons like a titan.

Legions of demons enough to destroy a hundred worlds filled the planet, and they all obeyed the polluter's command. More than two hundred legendary demon lords are waiting to follow the Defiler into that wretched world.

Archimonde's two great demon lieutenants stood guard next to the demon's gate, one on the left and one on the right. They wanted to be the first to step into the world of Azeroth, sowing the glory of destruction and dedicating it to their master.

On the left is Maronos the Destroyer, leader of the Pit Lords.

On the right is Tichondrius the Defiler, leader of the Dreadlords.

They are the real great demons, the high-level commanders of the Burning Legion, the existence of the apex of chaotic biological power like the demons of King's Landing, and they have destroyed countless sad worlds.

Today, they will repay the humiliation of being defeated ten thousand years ago ten times and a hundred times back.

"The state of the Devil's Gate today is a bit strange, a powerful polluter."

When Archimonde approached the devil's gate full of complacency, Tichondrius, the leader of the dreadlord leader, said in a low voice:

"It's very unstable, maybe something went wrong there, you should be careful, that world is very evil."

"The shame of being slain by Huln Highmountain ten thousand years ago fills you with dread, poor Nathrezim."

Polluters don't care.

It walked towards the devil's door in front of it, and said in a casual tone:

"It's just Azeroth, what power can threaten me there?

My coming means its doomed destruction.

Go back to Argus if you are afraid of death.

There is no need for cowards in my army! "

(end of this chapter)