Azeroth Trail of Light

The Angasa battlefield is rekindled! Just after the second batch of recruits from the Expeditionary Army finished changing part of the line of defense, the regrouped undead launched a silent raid on a quiet night.

The start of the war was unexpected, but it was reasonable. After all, the two sides displayed large armies on this wasteland not for the sake of looking good. The restart of the war is an inevitable process. Waiting is always tormented. After the life-and-death battle starts, things to do are much easier.

Holding a weapon, pray for the blessing of the Holy Light or the elements, and then bravely rush forward to kill the undead on the opposite side, or be killed by those dead figures.

Not so much poetry, not so much death, recruits will be afraid, but the cruelest part of war is that there will always be only one victor, and whether you like it or hate it, when you are in this environment Sometimes, the only thing you can do is join in and make yourself a winner.

The fierce battle lasted all night, and the coalition forces had been on a difficult defense in the middle of the night. It was not the right choice to fight the undead in the dark. Those guys would move faster and more aggressively in the dark. Also more difficult.

And after the first ray of dawn pierced the dark sky, amid the roar of more and more dense engineering artillery, the counterattack officially began. The soldiers on the first floor of Fordragon Fortress and Warsong Fortress Their task is to cut off the undead that once again covered the Angasa wilderness from the middle, and cut off the back of the undead who have crossed into the second line of defense. The legion waiting to break out from the second line of defense will fall into the After the surrounding undead are defeated, gather with the soldiers in the rear to fight back against the raging natural disaster in front of Angaza.

With the support of the Floating Void City of the Black Blade Knights, it is not difficult to do this.

However, before there is no higher level of mighty power to join the battlefield, the duration of the normalized war is uncertain, maybe it will be 3 days, maybe it will be a longer time, the undead will not think, will not be tired, will not be afraid, this is also It is destined that the coalition forces will have a more difficult time.

This is just the beginning.

In addition to the great battlefield of Angasa, there are many rear battlefields in Northrend. For example, the Dragon Ravager Vrykul who have entered the rhythm of retreat in Howling Bay. Under the attack of their more powerful kin, King Ymiron There was already a sense of the end of the road.

Another example is Zuldak. After the Dasa clone fortress was completely destroyed by the Ebon Knights, the Drakkari troll who took a breath also began to liquidate the blasphemers inside. After the liquidation of the traitors entrenched in Gudak, the capital city of Drakalai, is completed, the reorganized trolls will be sent to join the coalition battlefield.

There are also the settlement of the scattered crazy furbolgs in the Grizzly Hills, the warships of the Alliance and the Horde scattered in the Northrend Sea, and the Kvaldir Mist Pirates who have defected to the Lich King and some desperate Bloodsails A big fight of pirates.

In short, this dark continent has already entered the craziest years, and in the foreseeable future, this chaotic madness will continue for a long time.

Of course, in some hidden corners that ordinary people can't see, the cruelest secret battle has never really ended.

The feeling of walking in the underground world of Azjol Nerub is very novel, at least for those who have never had this experience before, it is absolutely rare to be able to have a big adventure in the dark and deep underground.

Under the frozen soil of Northrend, the Nerubians of the North built a majestic and magnificent underground kingdom for thousands of years. Their dark land once spread across the entire Dark Continent. Under the civilization of the outside world, their The inheritance has never been cut off, but now, the territory that was originally full of weird and gorgeous styles of nerubians is already full of traces left by years of war and ruins in disrepair, but the fire of inheritance has not been cut off, and they are still gnashing their teeth Burning in this dark kingdom, and looking forward to the day when he will regain his old glory.

"Let old Brian tell you, this place is far from being as simple as it looks!"

Brian Bronzebeard, the dwarf explorer was wearing a black leather armor, with a digger and an exploration stick in his waist, and a torch in his hand. He was walking at the forefront of the five-member team. Behind him were Dick and Old Vaughn. Din, and Lor'themar Theron, the dark ranger, and finally Rogelio Starseeker, bow-wielding.

The old dwarf kept rummaging in the corner with the special torch in his hand, while explaining endlessly to the people behind him, just like a tour guide in a museum,

"We launched the exploration and decryption of the Azjol Nerub dungeon three weeks ago. If the secrets here are completely solved, the last piece of the puzzle about the ancient Aqir empire will be completely filled in. This is definitely the greatest discovery in the archaeological world of Azeroth after the Qiraji civilization of Silithus. These Nerubians have completely formed another kind of civilization, which makes people... Hey, don't touch that !"

Old Bryan's sudden shout made the paladin who had just stretched out his hand retract his hand. Fording, who had just finished a hunt, didn't even have time to rest, so he came to this dark underground again and started another hunt. , but this time the teammates by his side were different.

"I know that you are not afraid of those spider demons' attacks, but believe me, being bitten by such a little monster will definitely make you unforgettable forever!"

The old dwarf strode up to Fording, waved the digging pick in his hand mercilessly, and knocked the red spider egg under Fording's feet that was shining with dark red warm light, as if it had its own life. The moment the screaming, fist-sized ugly little spider jumped out, the old dwarf stepped on it, and could even hear the disgusting sound of the water sac bursting.

After doing all this, Brian breathed a sigh of relief,

"My poor student Harrison was overwhelmed by this little thing last week, and now he can only lie in the camp of the Tomb of Stars, half dead, drinking gruel every day. The nerubian nerubians slaughtered them all, and resurrected them as undead, but still retained their egg-laying function. From the moment these little monsters were born, their bodies were filled with vicious and vicious death venom. These bloody things are all over here!"

As he spoke, the old dwarf became angry, and stepped on the struggling little spider again,

"These damned undead!...Uh, excuse me, Hunter, I didn't mean you."

Brian scratched his head in embarrassment again, and apologized to Lor'themar Theron who was standing guard not far away. The latter ignored the old dwarf's embarrassment at all, and the hand holding Black Rose's bow remained motionless, and his whole body was indifferent It was like an ornament in the dark, as if he hadn't heard Brian's hatred of the undead at all.

"Let's move on, Brian. I'm interested in what you've discovered, so go ahead."

A big hand was placed on Brian's shoulder, and Dick's voice was still as warm as before, reassuring. He looked at the three cobweb-covered passages in the darkness before him, where the knowledge in the game had been eliminated. There is no point in destroying most of the underground ruins, which is why he invited Brian Bronzebeard to participate in this "hunt".

Of course, hunting is Fording's task. He came to this dark kingdom for another thing.

Dick's attitude made the old dwarf happy immediately. He took out a small flagon from his waist, twisted it away, filled his mouth with wine, threw it to Old Fording, and wiped his mouth. Pointing to the three passages covered in white cobwebs ahead, he continued,

"However, it was precisely because of Harrison's accident that we had a new harvest. A group of nerubians sent Harrison, who was seriously injured and dying, back to the Tomb of Stars!"

Speaking of this, the tone of the old dwarf became more and more exaggerated, "Above the forge, I can swear that those are real nerubians, not those damn undead monsters, they are intelligent races that can communicate, and their leader is called Ki Ricks, he claimed to be a nobleman and wise man among the nerubians before they perished, escaped with his remaining clansmen at the end of Alsace's massacre against the ancient kingdom, and now he is going to We seek asylum."

This news made Lor'themar Theron, who had always been indifferent, also interested. He raised his white brows and joined the discussion with a hoarse voice.

"Before... I heard that there is a nerubian rebel army in the ruins of Azjol-Nerub. They occupy the lower cities of the ancient kingdom. Even Anub'arak can't find and destroy them... You are really lucky That’s right, it looks like Arthas has driven them to a dead end, making these creatures who live in darkness forever have to seek outside help.”

"Well! That's what Kirix said."

Brian carefully identified the three indistinguishable caves, and finally pointed to the leftmost passage,

"This passage leads to Ankahet, the real lower city of the ancient kingdom. Kirix escaped from those. The nerubian rebels fell apart a few months ago. It is said that evil energies have taken over The thoughts of those nerubians who were still alive forced Kirix to flee again."

After speaking, he pointed to the road in the middle again,

"This road leads to the evil throne of Anub'arak. Before the nerubian emperor died, he issued his decree on the throne built in the deepest underground. It is said that the monster who made death is still here. There, presiding over half of Azjol-Nerub for his villainous master."

"What about the last one?"

Following the four of them all the time, the taciturn Rogelio Starchaser pointed to the far right passage covered in cobwebs and asked, but this time the answer was not Brian, but Lor'themar Theron.

"That's the tarantula lair...the lair of Hadronox the great tarantula...a cunning trap."

"How did you know?"

Bryan looked at Lor'themar Theron curiously. The latter waved his hand. A huge shadow moved quickly in the densely distributed spider webs above everyone's heads, and finally lightly landed in the deserted Azjol Nerub Climbing through the ruins of his palace, he fell behind Lor'themar Theron.

When the dark ranger wore the gauntlet's left hand and enchanted the knife-sharp forelimb of the giant beast that slowly walked out of the darkness, it had countless compound eyes, its body was at least as big as a house, and its whole body was covered with black and red markings. The giant plague tarantula with a cruel skull pattern on the spider sac behind it suddenly made a crackling sound.

That represented its simple pleasure, but even though Lor'themar used this behavior to show that the plague tarantula Mexner was completely controllable, when the beast's cold and cruel compound eyes swept over everyone's bodies, Brian still couldn't bear it. He couldn't help but let out a short scream, stepped back a few steps, and pulled out the digging pick to block in front of him.

"Ah!! Make it... get away from me! Bastard! Damn it! I hate spiders!"

This is the normal reaction of ordinary people after seeing the appearance of supernatural creatures like Maxner.

"I know the tarantula's lair because of my pets, my hunters are from there...It is the hometown of Mexner, and the big tarantula Hadronox was once Mexner's strongest opponent...I My advice is to skip there, and while Hadronox isn't too difficult to deal with when we're all combined, it's certainly not worth wasting time on that giant tarantula."

Lor'themar waved his hand back, Mexner let out a long scream, and just like when it came, it quickly disappeared into the spider web behind everyone. Finally, the dark ranger's eyes fell on the center on that channel,

"In our war with Arthas, Hadronox will undoubtedly not stand in our way. The most important thing now is Anub'arak, nothing more!"

Old Fording nodded, and there was no objection from Chasing Stars. Dick took two steps forward, waving his left hand forward, and the cobwebs covered with dark energy on the leftmost passage were ignited by golden flames. A stale breath rushed towards his face, making the paladin frowned.

He looked back at Old Fording and the others who were walking towards the central aisle, and said loudly,

"If you encounter an accident, use the sound transmission stone to ask for help. It is related to life and the direction of the war. Don't be embarrassed, Fording."

The old knight shook his hand at Dick without looking back,

"Go and do your work, Dick, I'm old...but I'm not so weak that I can't handle a big worm."

It was once reported that the Ancient Nerubian Empire was also a large dungeon group, with its own plot and background story. . . It's a pity that it was also killed by Blizzard, which is a pity. (Ten more outbreaks are complete~~~I'm exhausted~ Then watch the subscription this month and then explode again.)