Azeroth Trail of Light

The cold wind blows, and the snowflakes swirl and fall from the sky, covering the eyes densely, and the snowflakes that come from nowhere never stop. In the coldest place in the world, snowflakes are the most beautiful scenery.

Only snowflakes are beautiful, and every other inch is covered with darkness and haze. Even the sky is always gray and black. The swirling clouds hover in the sky, like a bird coming through the darkness. eyes, silently watching everything here.

On a continent made up of a complete piece of ice floe, looking down from the sky, it is all blood-red, and those light spots are one after another dead souls. When they are awakened from eternal death, they have great impact on the living and this world. Their disgust destroyed them, and their empty bodies were filled with hatred, wandering aimlessly on this hopeless land, tearing apart any creature who dared to enter it.

In the snow-falling sky, groups of gargoyles roared and flew through the air. These gargoyles infused with evil souls are like the best air force of the Scourge. The entire Icecrown Glacier has, over hundreds of millions of years, Accumulated nearly inexhaustible stone blocks, belonging to the Lich King, those never-tiring followers are making more gargoyles every minute.

In the middle of the wasteland, under the eternally dark sky, on top of the half-destroyed tower made of black evil iron, there is a mountain of ice, that is the Throne of Ice! The point where the Lich King was sent into this world back then was the brain of all natural disasters, and that was the acne of this world.

But the originally solid ten thousand-year-old ice on the throne has been broken by an unstoppable force. The surface of the ice is densely packed with cracks, like a crystal handicraft that is about to break. The same as tens of millions.

The soul of Ner'zhul, the orc warlock who betrayed the Burning Legion, was sealed in this ice by Kil'jaeden, enduring the cold and loneliness from the soul. This is the most painful punishment, but this ice also protects him The soul does not dissipate.

But now this protective layer has been destroyed, the escape of the soul is inevitable, especially after several months have passed, the situation of this escape is even more serious!

Ordinary people's souls can't last even an hour. Ner'zhul has lasted for several months, and it has come to an end, but he still managed to mend the ice shattered by the Eye of Sargeras. He needs to wait some more time before he can enter a deep sleep. The undead are never afraid of the passage of time, and when they wake up next time, the power of the undead natural disaster will still be rampant in this world.

But Ner'zhul estimated that he might not see that day.

Because today, a new guest came to this throne that no undead dared to desecrate.

"Kil'jaeden sends you hello!"

Illidan still wore that wild attire in this icy and snowy land that could shatter steel. The green tattoos on his body were slapped on the magic shield on his body in the cold wind that rolled up. Holding the dark green moon blade in his hand, from the moment he stepped on the ice throne, Alsace, who had been guarding beside the ice block, immediately drew the blade out of its sheath, and the blue-black blade pointed directly at Illidan.

But he has his opponents!

A blood-red aura appeared behind the demon hunter. It was also a death knight, but he was free. Even when facing the Lich King, the ruler of all undead, he never lowered his noble head, Al When Sath and the sword in his hand saw this figure slowly ascending the Frozen Throne, they couldn't help roaring.

Uther!

This is like an old ghost who is asking for his life, stalking his opponent to death! The grievance between him and this guy, from the moment he killed him with his own hands, was like a twine that could not be cut, tightly entangled.

"Even the millions of undead in Northrend can't stop you! You are as tough as an old dog!"

Alsace's voice was indifferent and deep. Uther's response to this was to draw out the blood-red bone sword behind his back. The knight of the apocalypse did not wear heavy armor, but a pair of black light armor, with a black leather cloak behind him Blowing away, also belongs to death, the cold means nothing to him.

"How dare I die before I kill you? How can I die?"

Uther's voice was also hoarse like a knife, his eyes were blue, like an indifferent wasteland, "The taste of death is enough, my disciple, are you ready to die?"

Arthas moved his neck, and in the falling snow behind him, a gigantic figure shook the heavy snow on its body, stood up from the ice block, the crypt lord Anub'arak, another white figure was teleporting In the light of the door appeared on the cold stone platform, it was the recovered Lich Kel'Thuzad.

On Illidan's side, a six-armed Naga "swimmed" up from the bottom of the stage, Ms. Vashj, she was just a hero, and in this big scene where four epic heroes gathered, she could only You can play with fellow hero Anub'arak.

The problem is that Vashj, who is good at agility and magic, is at a disadvantage against the Crypt Lord, who has almost no defense. When no matter what, the three-on-three scene, at the moment when a gust of wind blows up the snowflakes, At the moment when the white falling snow was blown up by the strong wind, dozens of rays of light spread out on this rather large stone platform.

Shot must kill!

Illidan turned into a demon hunter, and the dark green magic flames melted all the snow on the ground. Alsace cried out thousands of ghosts, and the howling wind and hail covered the entire stone platform in an instant. Uther's dark wings covered The sky covered the sun, the death sentence in his hand flashed lightly, and one-eighth of the stone platform was cut off, and the whole fell from the sky. Three overlapping deaths and withers blocked all the space for Uther to dodge.

The two death knights, the demon hunter and the lich were originally the optimal configuration, but as if it was a fateful duel, Illidan still found Alsace, and Kel'Thuzad didn't know why he went crazy. Take the initiative to stop Uther from the battlefield between the two of them.

But Uther didn't have such a good temper to deal with this increasingly weird lich. With a sweep of the bone sword in his hand, a black light blade went straight to Kel'Thuzad. After the apocalypse obeyed, this The power of the magic sword was exerted to the maximum by Uther, and the flying speed of the blade of light was so fast that it was terrifying, like an owl skimming through the darkness, fierce and swift.

However, the Grand Lich's reaction at this time was quite strange. It allowed the blade to pierce its breastbone, and held a black dagger in its white claws. It was full of weird runes, especially the handle of the knife, and there was a moving eye. When Uther felt something was wrong and turned around, his eyes happened to meet that eyeball.

"Returning flesh and blood, obeying the abyss, the death knight carrying the magic sword... I came here just for you!"

For the first time, the Grand Lich's voice had fluctuations in his voice, which was weird, just like his voice when he was still a human being. At the moment when this voice reached Uther's ears, under the darkness, Uther's shadow suddenly moved strangely, as if he had been given life, strangled his body tightly, and pulled him into the darkness behind him.

The solid ground, against the black shadow, was like a jar of sewage, and also like black oil. Uther struggled, but his strength enough to destroy a mountain was useless at all, and he could only let out a cry Roaring, but was dragged into the black shadow in the end.

The eyes of the dagger in the Grand Lich's hand slowly closed, and the next moment, his figure also slowly disappeared.

At the moment when the blood-red light of death dissipated on the stone platform, Illidan and Arthas glanced at the empty stone platform at the same time. The next moment, the dark green double swords and black blue The magic swords cut together again.

Sparks flew everywhere, and the huge body of the demon hunter stood in place with a slight sway under the flapping of the bat wings behind him, while the death knight was knocked back several steps by the blow.

On the ice-blue long sword, seven runes were lit up one by one, and a crazy white storm began to revolve around his body, like the center of a tornado, everything along the way was surrounded by thick ice, in this way Under the double aggregation of the power of frost and the power of death, the ice turned black, and Alsace rushed towards Illidan like a charging tank.

The demon hunter spread his wings, suspended in the air, with double blades standing in front of his body, the eyes under the black cloth, the dark green light quickly converged, and at the moment Alsace rushed over, two green lights that burned everything Pierced into the ice storm.

Evil flames and black ice, scorching and cold, on the Ice Throne, the two most extreme forces collided mercilessly, and the entire platform began to vibrate violently. It seemed that the next moment, this glacier It's like the mountain is about to collapse.

Green flames and black ice intertwined in the sky, forcing Vashj to temporarily retreat to the bottom of the table, while Anub'arak curled up, using his hard carapace to fight against the flying energy.

In the original history, the ruthless Alsace confronted Illidan, who was fond of his old friend. In the end, the death knight, who had the home court advantage, won a move, and the demon hunter was forced to leave Outland.

But in the current history, because of desperately guarding Mount Hyjal, Illidan finally reconciled with Malfurion. Although he still left, it was voluntary. What a pity.

With no regrets in my heart, there will be no weaknesses in battle.

When the tragic past is left behind, the most important thing is to continue the vows you have made.

So when the black ice froze half of his body, the demon hunter flicked his finger lightly, and a drop of green liquid seeped into his body. At this moment, all the frostbite was removed and the lost physical strength was replenished. return.

The demon hunter's body turned lightly, and the green evil flames were like two sharp light knives. When they reached their maximum frequency, they turned into a scorching beam of light, completely smashing the black ice storm rolled up by Alsace.

At the moment when the storm dissipated, the demon hunter's claws pressed on Alsace's right arm, dark green fel energy was crazily injected into the death knight's arm, and then under the control of the demon hunter's will, the whole thing exploded !

Alsace's body was thrown far away and fell to the edge of the stone platform. Frostmourne let out a wailing cry, and finally the death knight stabbed into the stone platform with his only left hand, killing most of his body. A body hangs in the air.

Illidan strode to the front of the cracked ice block, staring at the extremely weak soul inside the ice block, it was wearing a crown inlaid with blue gemstones, just quietly watching the demon hunter.

The weak and tired voice of the old orc sounded in the demon hunter's heart,

"I can see...you are a betrayer! You, like me, will end up on this path!"

"No!"

Illidan raised the dark green Moonblade, he lost his eyesight, but he saw the world more clearly.

"I have been walking on this road, you failed, but... you are still useful!"

"boom!"

The ten-thousand-year ice was crushed so easily, and the soul drifted away. At the moment when the spirit body of the old orc appeared, a crack appeared in the black sky. Holding that soul in his hands, he disappeared into this world in a blink of an eye.

Even a great demon can only do so much without relying on powerful magic items.

The demon hunter reached out and picked up the crown on the ground, he turned towards Alsace, the corner of his mouth curled up, and then he put the crown on the icy throne, turned around, and strode away.

Vaschi followed behind the demon hunter. She glanced back at the death knight who was struggling to climb to the throne. She seemed to want to ask something, but she didn't ask in the end.

"What's the use of a cat if you lose the mouse?"

Illidan whispered these words, and then turned his gaze to the south, there... there is another world, a wider world, waiting to be conquered by him!