Azeroth Trail of Light

The warrior profession is the longest-inherited one of the twelve professions in Azeroth. It is wild and direct. It does not rely on any energy, but only relies on the strength and will of the warrior itself to fight. Only the most powerful and sturdy warrior , to arouse the power to control anger, which is the beginning of the warrior's self-transformation.

Anger, this is the most intense and lethal of all the emotions of creatures. Beasts will erupt with stronger strength than usual because of anger. Warriors can also naturally. It is said that the inheritance of this profession can even be traced back to The time when the Titans came.

Whether it is Sargeras, the dark titan, or Aggramar, the guardian of the pantheon, they actually have the power of a warrior, and the guardians of the titans passed on this noble profession to their creations. After the curse of flesh and blood, These creations also passed on this profession.

In Azeroth, you cannot be a mage without magical talent, a paladin without a firm will, and a thief without a dexterous body, but as long as you have a brave heart, as long as you If you can pick up a weapon, you can become a warrior!

Therefore, among the twelve professions, the number of fighters is the largest, but the higher the level, the number of fighters is very small. At present, most of the strongest fighters in the world belong to the card. Limdor, such as the orc brothers Saurfang, such as the tauren chief Kane Bloodhoof, on the human side, it seems that only Admiral Dai Lin can barely enter the ranks of top fighters.

Humans lack talent, but this does not mean that the way of warriors is closed to humans. The wild blood originating from the first king of humans, Arathor the Great, has been sleeping in the blood of humans. When Varian Wrynn, When the strongest human warrior known as the ghost wolf returns, this inheritance can demonstrate its nobility and strength.

After all, Emperor Arathor was the strongest servant who could face the ancient gods and win.

That is already inhuman territory!

But right now, on the land of northern Xinjiang, another flame belonging to the warrior is burning, and the light of the blade of anger in Dalyan's hand is at least three times stronger, especially after drinking the wounds on Dalyan's body. After the blood was drawn, the artifact that only existed for battle was buzzing, as if it had a life of its own, and it continued to roar and challenge the panting Dreadlord on the opposite side.

But Dalyan did not recklessly turn his head and go back to fight with Banazar. The roar and provocation just now were just to delay time, allowing Tailan to take the old Mograine away, relying on the power of his lord rank to deal with Banazar Zall, it's simply impossible.

Even if it can pierce its body with the Blade of Wrath, the difference in strength alone determines that it is impossible for Dalyan to win. This kind of unnecessary death is not brave, so although the Blade of Wrath is very reluctant, it still agrees. Dalyan's escape from the battlefield.

But even escaping is very difficult. Balnazar obviously didn't try his best to hunt him down. This cunning dreadlord was more like playing a game, jumping out from Dalyan's hiding place from time to time, leaving a trail of continuous Bleeding wound, then smirked and jumped back into the shadows.

Obviously, Balnazar also has fears about the weapon that can pierce its body, but it's more of a mentality of finding an interesting toy when he's bored.

Dalyan was not angry at the humiliation of the Dreadlord, he just continued to ride on the snatched death horse and moved towards the Tirisfal area. Old Mograine failed, and the Ashbringer lost!

Dalyan also saw the air fortress floating in the distant sky, exuding the breath of death. That thing must not have come to have friendly exchanges with the paladins. In the foreseeable future, the war that has settled down in the northern border will inevitably There will be another wave, even worse than the worst before!

And Renault!

That bastard appeared in the Scourge's camp, this matter is far more than what it seems on the surface, if Raynor betrayed the Scarlet Crusade and the Silver Hand...

Dalyan shivered, he didn't even dare to think about the terrible consequences of that incident!

East Dalommere, the line of defense that has not been breached by the undead since the start of the war, is very likely...unable to keep it!

If the undead in the northern border and the remaining undead in the land of ghosts are allowed to join together, I am afraid that even Quel'Thalas will face the danger of destroying the country again!

Renault!

This bastard, everything is because of him!

Dalyan couldn't help gnashing his teeth, wishing he could go back to the past now and stab Renault to death with a sword, but at this moment when he was stunned, Balnazar's hazy voice rang in his ears,

"Ah, little soldier, losing your mind in battle is not a good habit!"

"boom!"

Dalyan was caught off guard, and was left with a ferocious scratch on his chest by Balnazar's bone claws. He was thrown into the air and crashed into the stones by the side of the road in embarrassment, feeling that most of his body All numb.

The Dreadlord repeatedly confirmed that Dalyan had lost his ability to move. He jumped out of the shadows, walked gracefully like a gentleman, walked to Dalyan, stretched out his sharp claws, and pointed towards Dalyan. the soldier's forehead.

The sharp claws were like a curved knife, touching Dalyan's forehead, and the warrior's eyes looked at him without fear. This kind of gaze dissatisfied Balnazar, who thought he was in control of everything. .

He failed to see his favorite fear!

"Fool! Do you think you can survive?"

The Dread Demon King withdrew his claws, moved his fist, and taunted,

"You and your stupid father must die here! It's like the humblest reptile being crushed! You have no future!"

"I heard you have a new master, the Dreadlord!"

Dalyan bared his teeth, "Archimonde died on Mount Hyjal, you poor guy is like a frightened mouse, lying at the feet of Alsace again? Disgusting!"

"boom!"

The Dreadlord's fist hit Dalyan's abdomen, which made the warrior's whole body feel like lightning, and Balnazar's voice echoed in Dalyan's ear,

"You don't know anything, poor guy! You really thought Arthas would inherit everything! Stupid! The Scourge thought they won, no no no, they just planted the seeds of their own doom, you don't know Our power!"

Balnazar raised his head, his ugly face was full of disgust, he seemed to have really lost interest in this game, five sharp bone claws opened in front of Dalyan, Balnazar's voice became lazy stand up,

"Okay, I'm really tired, you bug is worthless, go to hell, maybe I will be merciful and throw your body back to your hometown, but it depends on my mood, when you die , it’s better to scream more miserable, it will make me feel happy!”

"Actually, I have a way to make you feel happier, devil, do you want to listen to it!"

Another gloomy voice joined the discussion, Balnazar and Dalyan turned their heads at the same time, and more than twenty death knights came out of the dark forest silently. Jian, a white-haired human without a helmet, can be seen from the blue eyes that are completely different from the undead Scourge, these guys are completely out of the control of the Lich King.

"Captain Thassarian!"

Dalyan's voice was full of surprises, he recognized the person in front of him, no matter when he was alive or after he died, he knew that this was the death knight following the death knight Uther, he also got rid of the witch Control of the Demon King!

The silent death knights are all high-ranking lords, and the leader Thassarian has reached the point of being a half-hero. It seems that Uther has already started a special method to develop his own power in order to deal with Alsace .

A confrontation of this scale is undoubtedly not good for Balnazar. Seeing more than a dozen death grips light up in different places at the same time, the Dread Demon King screamed angrily, but he still turned into a bat and disappeared in the original place. land.

It didn't completely surrender to the undead natural disasters, and it couldn't bear to fight these difficult death knights for Kel'Thuzad's order.

Thassarian put away his swords and walked to Dalyan's side. His indifferent eyes made Dalyan's heart skip a beat. A few seconds later, the once heroic human soldier spoke.

"We need your help...Master Uther, there is trouble."

On the other side, Tailan was running hard in the jungle of Silverpine Forest with the old Mograine who was only breathed on his back. He was panting. The young man's griffin was killed by the death knight Dathrohan 10 minutes ago. The death and withering blow killed him, and he was very close to the ground at that time, which is how he escaped now.

"Hold on! Uncle Mograine! Be sure to hold on! We will be saved soon!"

While carrying the old knight on his back, Tailan sacrificed his life for the old knight with the little holy light left. His injury was too serious. The terrible injury of a sword piercing through the heart would have killed an ordinary hero long ago, but The powerful strength of old Mograine maintained his life, but it was only maintenance. If he did not receive effective treatment, he would die sooner or later.

But Tai Lan is just a little knight who can't be reached by the lord. In the silver pine forest that has become extremely dangerous today, he doesn't even have enough strength to protect himself!

What's more, not far behind him, the undead are chasing him crazily. They will do everything to catch Mograine. With the lessons learned from Uther and Dathrohan, who would dare to take such a powerful paladin? Throw it to the undead natural disaster?

Once resurrected, he will definitely be a more threatening Scourge Lord than Uther!

So even though he was reluctant, Tailan was indeed prepared in his heart. If the matter entered an irreparable situation, he would personally end his uncle's life, and then soak it with concentrated holy water. Guarantees that Mograine will not be transformed into undead before the holy water wears off.

In Tailan's hand, he tightly held a glowing owl pendant, which was given to him by Dalyan, who told him to drip blood on it at the most critical moment, and then find a place to hide, waiting for the silver dawn. Support from secret forces.

It's a pity that in Tirisfal, an area far away from East Dalomere, Tyran really doesn't know if the Argent Dawn branch in Stratholme can receive the distress signal sent by this pendant.

"boom."

The road in the Silver Pine Forest was bumpy and not easy to walk. Tailan was in a hurry, and without noticing, he stumbled on the rocks under his feet, lost his balance, fell to the ground, and was caught The old Mograine on his back was even thrown out, rolling several times on the dirty and wet ground, the ground was stained red by shocking blood.

"Oops!"

Tailan didn't care about the embarrassment of being thrown with a bruised nose and swollen face, and ran to Mograine's side with both hands and feet, stretched out his hand and gently felt the old knight's neck, and his pulse, thank God!

But just as the paladin picked up the old knight on his back and was about to leave, his body stiffened suddenly.

A tall black figure stood with his back to him, standing not far in front, and the huge black long sword showed his identity.

"Tylan Fording...you have not let down the blood flowing in your body, but...that's it!"