Azeroth Trail of Light

"Report!"

The door of the command room was pushed open by a sergeant covered in blood. This corporal who was dispatched from the Sen'jin headhunter to the world of Draenor was a brave man who dared to fight, but at this time, his elongated typical giant On Mo's face, there was a trace of fear visible to the naked eye.

This is where the Netherstorm Third Legion is stationed. 20 minutes ago, a demon striker appeared from the void and began to attack the Third Legion's defense line. The brutal battle lasted only 20 minutes, and the Third Legion had already suffered more than half of its casualties.

Standing in the command room was a tall tauren, but it was different from other tauren. The guy's skin exposed outside the steel armor was a layer of rare pale gold, which looked like some kind of hard Metal, and his voice is full of metal texture like steel knives.

"whats the matter?"

"5 minutes ago, the 154th coalition army was completely annihilated. The demons have already entered the second layer of defense. The front line needs support! Sir!"

The troll sergeant wiped the blood stains on his face and said loudly, while the roar of magic cannons constantly ringing outside the command room window and the light and shadow of large-scale war magic guided by demons will always be the darkness of the void storm in the extreme night state The sky lit up and it looked like a glorious fireworks display.

However, in the face of the messenger's nervousness, the tauren who was watching the map carefully with his back turned did not feel any nervousness at all. He whispered in that very special metallic voice,

"Oh? You mean, those 5,000 people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, failed to withstand 2,000 demons for 20 minutes, and let my third layer of defense be breached?"

There was unconcealable disdain and contempt in this voice. This question made the troll sergeant a little embarrassed. The Third Legion sounds majestic, but it is actually just a cannon fodder legion. The thugs and scum of the city's slums.

One month before the start of the war, the Illidari used absolutely cruel means to capture these guys who were truly greedy for life and fear of death from their rat holes and sent them to the front lines. In fact, the sergeant himself thought that these Guys fight too badly.

5,000 people, even if they are all recruits, should not be able to hold out for 20 minutes in the face of less than half of the demon strikers. Obviously, their will to fight has fallen to an unimaginable level.

"But if there are no reinforcements, the second line of defense is likely to fall soon, sir! It's too risky to only rely on the third line of defense!"

The sergeant said in a low voice, "The Third Legion's defense line is just stuck at the intersection of Netherstorm and Blade's Edge Mountain. Once we collapse, the entrance of Blade's Edge Mountain will be completely exposed to the eyes of the devil."

"Um?"

The tauren turned around, and there were two interlaced scars on the face made of steel, which looked extremely terrifying, but some kind of flame-like light shone in his eyes, and golden anger wrapped around his wrist , beating, this special power also shows this guy's identity.

This is a heroic spirit. A tauren heroic spirit that is still very rare in this season.

He took two steps forward and looked at the troll sergeant, who was nearly a third taller than him, looking like a metal mountain.

"Julio"

He said, "Are you scared?"

The troll sergeant stood up abruptly. These frontline officers had the authority to read the enemy’s report. They knew how ferocious the demons were coming this time. The troll sergeant Julio did not deny that he felt a little fear, but no matter what Both he and the tauren major stationed here know that no one on this line of defense will take a step back except for those bastards who are greedy for life and afraid of death.

Because behind this world is their home, and they have nowhere to go.

"I'm not afraid!"

The troll answered loudly, and the major, pleased with the determined look on his face, snorted.

"Those bastards who are greedy for life and fear death should have died a long time ago. When I first came to Draenor, I was sent to the demon planet Mardun for an expedition. We went to 20,000 people and only returned less than 3000 , Now those 3,000 people have become the most stable pillars of defense in this world, not these bastards who only know how to waste resources!"

The tauren stretched his arms, and his body made the sound of steel colliding, which made his next sentence even more grim.

"Just let them die"

Julio's eyes widened suddenly at this moment, and then he heard his chief say, "Since they can't make even a little contribution to this world in the form of life, let them contribute in another form." their strength."

A blunt smile appeared on the tauren's steely face, which made Julio feel chills all over his body.

"Death...is just the beginning of their truly meaningful existence. Let death do what life can't do. Julio, tell General Thassarian that the Third Army is ready to counterattack. Let the noble sacrifice begin now!"

"Yes! Major Gamol!"

After 5 minutes, the second line of defense of the Third Legion completely collapsed. Those villains who buried their heads deep under the trench thought that this war was like a gang fight between them, as long as they were smart enough, they could save their lives , but how could these dregs who never dared to step on the battlefield know the nature of demons.

Wherever the dark green flames go, everything will collapse, whether it is flesh and blood or cold rocks, they are all under the ruthless trampling of the demon guards, and the humble lost their last ray of life and hope. At the last moment, the hunters remembered to hold the weapons in their hands to resist those ferocious monsters, but it was too late.

They tried their best to show their ferocity and savagery, but when they held their spears, what appeared in their vision was a dark green evil flame burning their bodies and existence.

When they turned around and fled from the originally neat front without authorization, they had actually lost the last chance to survive. Whether it was a cunning human thief or a strong orc robber, in the violent stampede of the demon group charge, even one The final duel of glory is impossible to get.

This is war, cowards will never get used to it, cowards will lose the war the first time, a war of life and death.

The demons roared furiously. With the powerful momentum accumulated just after breaking through the joint camp, the 3,000 demons had almost no losses. They broke through two lines of defense within 20 minutes. As soldiers, they can't stop the iron hooves of the legion at all, and the world will still easily fall into their hands.

Just like the thousands of worlds that have been conquered, they will bring the rage of the fraudster, press the traitor to the scaffold, slaughter him in the most cruel way, and throw his soul and the souls of those rebels into the eternal flame Among them, endure 1000 years of torture!

Gamol stood at the very center of the third line of defense. Behind him were 1,500 soldiers wearing heavy armor and holding heavy weapons of various colors. The difference is that they were not overwhelmed by Draenor's terror. On the contrary, they passed the test of fire and blade, and they got a new life in this world.

They were a group of veterans who had fought demons in Mardon and fought demons in Draenor, and they were not afraid of these guys who roared and rushed towards them.

Gamol has a burnt cigarette butt in the corner of his mouth. Heroic Spirit is not good at this point. Since he was reborn at the Supreme Gate, he has almost lost most of his sense of taste and entertainment, but the more he is like this, the more he is addicted to fighting. .

A good fighter should abandon all indifferent enjoyment.

"call"

The tauren spirit flicked the cigarette butt aside, stretched out his hand and lifted his giant battle axe from under his feet. With a blunt smile on his lips, he said to the old human man beside him,

"See, they thought we'd be afraid of them, they thought they'd break us down."

"wishful thinking!"

Genn stretched his fingers, and behind him was the former guard of the Gilnean royal family.

"But they don't seem to think so. They think they have a big advantage."

Gamol put his pointed war helmet on his head, and said in a low voice, "Look, that ugly guy is baring his teeth at me."

"Then tear them apart!"

After Jin's voice fell, his body began to collide quickly. In less than a second, a tall white werewolf appeared beside Gamol. He was wearing a gray robe, and ten dagger-like claws shot out.

The next moment, dull explosions exploded from the center of the rushing demons. Those dead bodies that could not be given a second life were manipulated by the dark energy, and the unprepared demons were caught off guard by explosive explosions. They are separated from the center.

And those corpses that are still intact, under the command of the mysterious will, regained control of their dead bodies from the darkness, but unlike when they were alive, these guys had to succumb to the will in their minds, from the ground , from his body, drew the blood-stained weapon, and rushed towards the nearest demon.

Marching silently, fighting silently, the demons were horrified to find that these damned bastards were 100 times more difficult to deal with after they died than when they were alive. They used long swords, claws, and even teeth to use their broken His body disrupted the formation of the demons.

An icy breath rises from behind the third legion. In the black eye sockets of the 57 dragon bones, the coldness of death shines. Thassarian sits on the head of the foremost bone dragon. His will connects with the earth and drives those The newborn undead messed everything up.

They are walking with death!

"Kill them!"

Gamol roared, and the golden anger burst from under every inch of his metal skin. This tauren, who won a second life with his own existence, has truly gained sublimation.

"puff"

The giant battle ax easily split a tall demon guard in two. The tauren hero laughed wildly and stomped on the ground with his hoof. The violent vibration made the surrounding demons tremble. The next moment, the rounded man The tomahawk swept across from the other side.

The 270-degree sweep covered Gamor's armor and weapons with disgusting stumps and broken arms. The werewolves in Gilneas uttered a distant wolf howl. Under the leadership of the wild old wolf, Jean, , with an absolutely powerful posture, he pierced through the demon's camp head-on.

No matter what is in front of them, it will be divided into two by the waving claws. When all the shackles are loosened, these wolves who fight for the sake of fighting will become a beast that all opponents can feel. The wild blade of fear.

No requirements, no rules, no constraints!

kill! Kill everything!

The veterans Gamor placed on the third line of defense were no longer satisfied with passive defense. They rushed out at the moment the battle started, and the formation of the demons who had been stopped by the undead had been torn apart. Two groups began to quickly slaughter those disturbed Felguard.

Outside the dark green torrent that was blocked like a wall, a warrior burning with golden flames and a doomsday guard with two lava halberds were already fighting together.

"boom"

The giant ax and the halberd collided, and a series of dancing sparks were wiped out between the pursuit of the weapons. The eyes under the tauren helmet had turned blood red, and the doomsday guard on the opposite side, under the shock of the heroic spirit, couldn't help it. He took a step back, and then Jia Moore caught the opening, and after a quick attack, he forced it to retreat continuously.

"Roar! Your world! All worlds! Will collapse under the slaughter of the legion!"

The purple-skinned doomguard yelled, trying to inspire the demon soldiers around him who were fighting hard as they were surrounded by more and more undead.

"The Legion is invincible! The Legion must win!"

"boom"

The halberd in its left hand came out under the impact, and when it swung the other halberd, Jia Moore directly abandoned the giant ax that had already been curled, and jumped to the side of the doomsday guard with his fists in his hands. The heavy punch hit the heart, and then there was a hammer blow like a storm.

"Go to fucking legion! Go to fucking invincible!"

"Show me clearly! This is not a place for you bastards to run wild!"

"Where did you get it from... Go back!"

"boom"

The Doomsday Guard was lifted by Gamol's left leg, like a human warhammer, sweeping left and right and rushing all the way. After the black dragon reinforcements joined, the battlefield, which had become a mess, lost its final suspense.

And this is just the prologue of the turbulent demon war, but the real climax is about to come.

right here! Just under this starry sky!