Azeroth Trail of Light

Driven by the will of the first generation Lich King, the entire Icecrown Glacier was surrounded by the Saronite City Wall poured in one piece by those restless undead. The Kingdom of Stormwind decided to build a wall to enclose the entire Elwynn Forest.

Any architect will denounce this as a fantasy. In the entire civilized world, there is no race that can accomplish this feat, except for the undead, and only the undead.

Time was meaningless to them, and they would not lament the idea that this project could not be completed. Most importantly, they had to do it under the order of the Lich King, so it took less than In 10 years, around the entire Icecrown Glacier, the largest glacier in the world, an immortal city of the dead stands erect.

Of course, seeing this, some brothers will say, um, isn't the Pandaren's Beaulieu Spine also running through the entire continent? But that's different, my brother, undead and titanforged, that's different.

In short, anyone who sees the current Icecrown Glacier will be surprised, shocked, and then terrified.

Inside this dark city wall is the kingdom of the undead. Its heart is in the southernmost Icecrown Fortress. The city walls spread out from both sides of it. On the entire land of Icecrown Glacier, there are four other Icecrown Fortresses. The Acropolis of the fortress, the Shadow Dome, the Cresa Gate of Fear, the Mordresa Gate of Death, and the Ordusa Gate of Desolation are said to be the four acropolises built on the magic nodes of the entire Icecrown Glacier. They guard the Icecrown Citadel and the Dark Cathedral, and the gates of the Icecrown Citadel will only be opened when the nodes of these four acropolises are all closed.

That is far from a door that can be opened by pure physics or magic, it is something more mysterious.

However, since it is a complete dark kingdom, it definitely needs a gate to enter and exit. The Lich King built the gate at the junction of Icecrown Glacier and Dragonbone Wilderness, so it does not enjoy the magical blessing of the entire Icecrown Glacier, and it is the only way for the coalition forces to enter and exit. See the entrance.

Angaza, the meaning of "scourge" in the orc language, is the name given by Ner'zhul, and the soldiers of the coalition army prefer to directly call it Angaza, the gate of scourge.

Both the high-level coalition forces and Alsace knew that the upcoming battle in the wilderness in front of this gate would directly determine the fate of the Northern Expedition, and perhaps, it would also determine the fate of the entire world.

The tightly closed black steel gate, like the teeth of a giant beast, is like the most indifferent boundary between life and death, but it is more like a line, which cannot be crossed, let alone be crossed.

The boundary between life and death has never been so clear.

Looking out from the top floor of Wyrmrest Temple, looking from Galakrond's Tomb in the distance as the center, along the line of the crystal rift and the Red Dragon Holy Land, the east is full of dark undead. Alsace also felt the change of the situation. He is gathering the souls of the entire Northrend on this thick wasteland, and to the west of this line, there are densely packed forts and barracks of the coalition forces.

Below is the Alliance, and above is the Horde. These two camps of the civilized world have finally chosen to unite when the final decisive battle is approaching. Now, no one will embrace "the sky will fall and there will be a tall man to support it" Such a silly idea too.

Especially after seeing the power of the undead natural disasters with their own eyes, everyone will understand that at this time, it is very stupid to want to preserve their strength for profit. Once the power of natural disasters breaks through the shackles and spreads to the entire world, The nearly five-year-long chaos in northern Xinjiang will repeat itself throughout the world. It is a disaster that no one can avoid!

The irony of the world is that the best way for the two forces to live in peace is to find a common and powerful opponent for them. Ner'zhul and Arthas hope to use death and fear to tear the whole world apart, but precisely because of their Appearing, on the contrary, miraculously restored some peace in this quarrelsome world.

However, these have nothing to do with Baron who is currently undergoing the final trial in the wilderness. In other words, this blind priest has no time to think about these things.

Wearing a cloak made of thick white bear fur, he lay motionless in the cold snow. From a distance, he almost merged with the white wilderness. Beside him were Maximilian and Maximilian Marcus, although Baron was very reluctant, but he had no choice but to form a team with these two guys in the end.

Not only because they saved his life from the claws of the spider, but more importantly, although Maximilian and Marcus look like two psychopaths, their strength is real, and they are both Holy Light The servants will be more handy when they cooperate with each other.

In the past half month, the footsteps of the three-person team have spread almost all over Northrend. Baron thought that the trial of the Nerubian would be the last trial he faced, but the three of them carried a large bag of Nerubian. When Wreck went to hand in the quest, he found out from the female knight named Toohart that this was just their introductory quest.

And even for the introductory task, the performance of Baron's team is also the worst. They even ranked 25th. The best result is the orc team. The three mysterious guys spent 2 days , hunted 4 crypt lords, followed by a night elf squad, then blood elves, and then draenei.

This result shocked the three young people. For the first time, they realized that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. However, it also aroused the competitiveness of these three guys, and even the romantic knight Marcus put away With those letters with various scents, I started to do continuous trial tasks honestly.

They battled the mammoths on the grasslands of the Borean Tundra, hunted the dangerous Scourge Giant Stitches in Zul'Drak, accepted the test of the furbolgs in the Grizzly Hills, invaded the villages of the Vrykul in the Howling Bay, and even At the farthest point, they went to the Storm Peak through the portal, and captured the savage Proto-Dragon on the top of that inaccessible world. Finally, they returned to Dragonbone Wilderness and got this task from the mysterious and great Red Dragon Queen. .

The coming war made Arthas also feel the pressure. He was looking for all the weapons he could find to destroy the legions of the civilized world, and even set his sights on the legacy of the dragon, Galakrond, the ancient legend The remains of the ancestor Dragon King who covered the sky and the sun, the tomb that occupied almost one-tenth of the size of the Dragonbone Wilderness was dug up by the undead under his command. A guy who claimed to be the psychic master Antivok was in command of the cemetery excavation work.

Alsace seems to want to revive the ancient beast Galakrond in a whimsical way. The Red Dragon Queen just takes this as a joke. Even if Arthas comes in person, it is impossible to resurrect the powerful enough to compete with the most valiant guardian of the titans. The beasts, but this behavior undoubtedly angered the dragons, so the Life-Binder decided to punish them.

Now, this is the task of the three of Baron.

They lay quietly in the snow. On a small hill 100 meters ahead, Antivok, the psychic master in green robes, was meditating in his small tent, while sitting cross-legged outside the tent. There was a huge undead monster exuding a disgusting smell. Obviously, it was the servant of the psychic master.

"Hey, let me tell you, we are shooting No. 9 now. This is our last mission. It is not realistic to rush to No. 1."

Marcus smacked his lips, the experience of walking on the edge of death for half a month has completely faded the flashy appearance of this romantic guy, but the knife marks on his face did not destroy his charm, but made him more attractive With a hint of masculinity, he whispered to his companion, "But we were lucky, and we were transferred to this mission that is said to be in the top three in difficulty. Calculated in this way, we can probably rush to the 4th-5th position. You said we would be selected?"

"Most definitely!"

Maximilian caressed the windmill spear beside him. Half a month of adventure had made him calmer, but when he opened his mouth, he still revealed his true nature.

"As long as we kill the stinking dragon, we can win the favor of the beautiful and noble Red Dragon Queen, and we will be on the final list!"

Baron covered his forehead, rubbed it, and said, "Okay, that's an undead storm giant, but forget it, you want to call it a dragon, that's your business, listen to me, I dare Sure, as soon as we enter the fight, the damn Necromancer will summon the nearby undead to help, so we have very little time, we have to finish him in 5 minutes! Then signal for the dragons to destroy this camp...damn , Maximilian, come back to me!"

Before Baron finished speaking, the Northshire knight stood up with his windmill spear, waved a dazzling and scorching hammer of holy light, and smashed it at the rotting storm giant in front of him. He shouted while charging, " Time is running out, my brother! I'm here to entangle the dragon, and you attack the mage!"

After finishing speaking, this guy activated the magic jewelry on his body, and his whole body turned into a wind-like shadow, wrapped in holy light, and rushed towards the storm giant undead who had just stood up from the ground.

Marcus then jumped out of his hiding place, drew out his black epee, let the scorching holy light flow around his body, and said to Baron,

"I think what he said is right. If you want to win the favor of a lady, you have to be brave sometimes. Come with me, Baron, and we will cut down that bastard who dared to make the beautiful queen angry!"

The pastor could only sigh in the end. It was not the first time these two unreliable guys had this kind of problem, but as Maximilian said, time is running out. At this time, maybe it is best to bury your head and rush way out.

Baron waved a thick shield to Maximilian and Marcus each, and then used his staff to prop up the sacred barrier. In this barrier, the spells of the undead will be suppressed, and the reckless Maximilian and Marcus at this moment The storm giant fought. Although he was as small as an ant in the face of a behemoth with a height of more than 7 meters, Maximilian would roar excitedly every time the windmill spear stabbed out.

He is very happy, yes, maybe this moment of fighting for justice is the happiest time in his life in the past twenty years.

The three of them didn't know that in the snow not far away, an indifferent observer was watching everything they did. It was a high elf ranger with a scar on his face and a black eyepatch. On the back is a gorgeous war bow, and also a handicraft-like tuning fork-shaped phoenix long sword.

He has no interest in the fierce battle between the three contestants and the psychic master, and just writes something on the cardboard in his hand from time to time.

"Storm Kingdom team, evaluation: reckless, no battle plan, never consider retreating, but cooperate closely with each other, treat death peacefully, firm in faith, brave and decisive..."

Rogelio Star Chaser looked at the battle process of the three people yelling in the distance, thought for a while, picked up the pen again, and added a comment behind it.

"Very lucky."

"Overall evaluation: Excellent, it is recommended to add "Icebreaker"."

"Evaluator: Rogelio Star Chaser"

Yes, from the time the three of them set foot on the first trial, there was always a ghost behind them that no one had noticed. They rescued, and everything they did was documented.

This is not unnecessary. Everyone understands what it means to "break the ice". Among them, being able to fight is not even the first candidate condition. Only those who are truly upright and can still stick to the bottom line in the face of death can be accepted. Consider joining it.

There were 65 participating teams at the beginning, and by the end of the last round, only 40 remained. The fate of the other 25 teams has been decided. They will not be given up, but will join another special task. There, nothing else matters except being able to fight.

After Rogelio wrote the last stroke, the psychic master, who sounded like a ruthless character, was also stabbed through the chest by Marcus. Frankly speaking, this guy was quite strong, but he failed. The only reason is that these guys in front of him are stronger than him!

Marcus whistled, ignoring the corroded wound on his chest. On the other side, with the death of Antivok, the storm giant undead also wailed, fell to the ground, and was kicked by Maximilian At the waist, kick it down a small hill.

The North County knight frantically waved the spear in his hand, calling in the direction of Wyrmrest Temple,

"Look! We won!"

"Who is the strongest! Who is the fiercest! We are the strongest! We are the fiercest! Hahaha, we are warriors from the Kingdom of Stormwind! We fight for justice!"

"Hail the Knight of Northshire and his squires!"

Baron propped himself up with his staff tiredly, ignored Maximilian's nervous yelling, but took out a horn from his arms and handed it to Marcus, who smiled and took a deep breath , put it to your mouth, and blow it.

"Wooooow!"

The sound of the low-pitched horn resounded through the heavens and the earth, and spread far away in the cold wind and falling snow. Soon, the shadows of more than a dozen young dragons flapping their wings appeared in the sky. At the camp, Marcus, Maximilian, and Baron stood by the hill, watching this scene with fascination.

As if standing in a myth, the shadow of the dragon soars above the earth, which seems to indicate that everything that happens here will be truly remembered by history.

Uh, I just saw that post. It’s embarrassing, don’t take the rhythm, brothers, don’t start a war, I also like "Storm God" by Yunfei, and Yunfei himself is also an old man I admire very much The author, taught me a lot of things, I deleted that post, don't post such provocative posts in the future, it made me very embarrassed. . . . In addition, because of a lot of troubles in work and life recently, um, the real troubles, I haven’t said thank you to everyone, thank you for your support, thank you for subscribing to each chapter, and thank you for sending me in the hot summer. Blessings, I love you, my brothers!