Azeroth’s Death Track

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A few days later, on the coast of Zoram in Ashenvale, at the last meeting of the "Dark Justice League", there was another martial gesture, and the big brothers from the three parties of Illidari, the Black Scythe Council and the Prosecutor They got together and watched the "experiment" brought by Kel'Thuzad.

On the stone table in front of several gangsters, there was a thing with a square head.

It looks like some kind of precise machinery, wrapped in a few heavy metal plates, covered with weird gears and ducts, and in the gaps left by the fitting of the metal parts, green fluorescence can be seen faintly In the shining, at the mechanical core, a drop-shaped evil energy crystal is fixed, and the filled green evil energy rolls in it like a liquid.

At the front of the instrument, there is something similar to a searchlight, like an emission port for some kind of energy.

"This stuff...how does it look weird?"

Illidan Stormrage, wearing Demon Hunter's leather armor, looked at the metal machine in front of him with his ghost vision. He could feel the huge energy contained in this machine and could easily tear the space.

And that is exactly what this instrument was made for!

"indeed."

Illidan's evaluation also attracted the approval of the death knight Saidan Dasshan. The death knight lord stroking his chin, under the frost-covered heavy helmet, came the sound of urn and urgency:

"It's the same as I have seen. All the portal instruments are not the same, not just the principle, even the appearance is different. Are you sure that such a small thing can really open the portal to the stars? ?"

The doubts of the demon hunter and the death knight immediately attracted the dissatisfaction of the two gnome warlocks responsible for manipulating the machine, took off the warlock robe, put on engineering leather armor, and wore eccentric evil goggles. Fred screamed:

"Don't question the great gnome engineering! You guys who don't learn inexperienced guys! Before I became a warlock, but a promising engineer apprentice, I can tell you responsibly, this "portable evil energy star gate" Of 10 trials, its success rate has reached an astonishing 70%!"

"Yes! As long as we are a little bit lucky!"

Another dwarf high-level warlock Zelfarax with evil goggles was also clamoring. This pug-faced guy used a wrench to fine-tune some of the gears of this evil prototype, while facing the few in front of him. The big brother said:

"This stuff is Azeroth's smartest guy, Gerbin Mekkatorque took the time to make it for us. It can pull the portal to the predetermined coordinates within 10 seconds and send anything to the opposite. In the world, you can send a few people in the past, you can also send a car bomb in the past, or a barrel of plague! Ah, my idea is really great!"

"70% success rate?"

There was a hint of suspicion in Illidan's tone. He took a few steps back and moved away from the machine that was said to be "safe". Then he said:

"That is to say, every time this machine is started, there is a one-third probability that it will fail? Can I ask, can it cost?"

"Don't be stupid! There is no price!"

The gnome warlock disdainfully replied:

"When this thing fails, it will throw you into a ghost to know which world, and the hungry monsters there will not cost you anything. They will only eat you and turn you into a stinky XX. In short, prepare more Click on the cannon fodder. After turning on the machine, just throw a few cannon fodder and go to find the way. We all do this!"

"Wow"

At the moment when the gnome warlock's sharp voice dissipated, the demon gate that had ceased to function was activated again, and in the swirling evil light curtain, the great warlock Kel'Thuzad stepped out.

Mr. Bigworth’s wife came back and agreed to settle in Dalaran. Three cute little milk cats came back together. That is to say, there were four more “persons” in the Warlock’s house.

For someone who loves cats, what can be happier than this?

That's 4 times more fun than before!

And Mr. Bigworth returned to normal work and rest because his wife finally came home, and the husband and wife reconciled. This made the wrath of the Warlock's heart swept away and became very happy.

With a smile on his face, he even took the initiative to say hello to Illidan...

"Hi, blind hunter, good morning!"

"I don't like that title, and I don't like your joke! Kel'Thuzad."

Illidan responded indifferently. He reached for the prototype of the evil energy behind him. He said to the Warlock:

"I will not risk letting my hunters use this thing, its chances of failure are too high!"

"Uh?"

Illidan's words puzzled Kel'Thuzad. He stretched out his hood and said to Illidan and Dasshan:

"You may have made something wrong. This thing was not for you."

"It was designed to be mounted on a carrier similar to a spaceship, and only the energy of the Starship engine is sufficient to support the long operation of this portal generator. By the way, I remember, you have a spaceship , Called "Evil Energy's Hammer," right?"

The warlock's eyes fell on Illidan, and the demon hunter shook his head stubbornly:

"No! I still refuse, unless you can increase the success rate of this machine to 100%! Otherwise I will not use it!"

This request made Kel'Thuzad frown.

It's not that the warlocks can't do it. After all, they now have complete experimental data and design drawings of the Star Portal. The problem is that it will take a long time to increase the success rate of the Star Portal of the prototype. Now, they don't have much time to waste.

Therefore, after a while, the Warlock shook his head with regret:

"Oh, that's a shame, but you must load it on your spaceship now..."

"why?"

Illidan asked back, the Warlock stretched out **** and shook, he said:

"Because 2 days ago, I had dispatched some of my best warlocks to go through the gates of the stars and go to our target world... the scar of fissures, that is a star base of the burning legion, it is currently The smallest of all the demonic worlds known, it is said to be a small continent left after the collapse of a planet."

Kel'Thuzad lowered his head and looked at his pocket watch. He said:

"And according to the plan, we will take back my subordinates today and start an invasion war against the scars of scars!"

"war?"

Dassauhan raised a question, and the death knight said coldly:

"I read the information you gave me in advance, you didn't mention the war! You just said, this is a reconnaissance operation!"

"Yes, I didn't mention it at the time."

The warlock said disapprovingly:

"Now I can tell the two originally that this is a war. The area of ​​the scars is only a small province of the empire. According to the strength of the soldiers of Illidari and the orderers, it only needs less than 10,000 people. In the case of raids and the collaboration of my warlocks internally, we can completely end the battle within one day!"

"And I can guarantee that no other demons will come to support us before we evacuate!"

"This won't work!"

Illidan shook his head decisively:

"I don't participate! Without intelligence, without investigation, we go directly to the war. This is not the style of the demon hunter. We don't fight unsure battles! This time you go play, Illidari will not participate!"

"Ah, alright."

The rejected Kel'Thuzad did not show much regret, and he whispered:

"It's a pity, according to the news returned by my subordinate Ubeka, the hands of the fearless are most likely to be stored in the scar of fissure... Are you sure you are not going to participate? Illidan? If that thing falls on In my hand, if you want to take it, you may have to pay more and greater costs, but now, what you need to pay is just a small chance of sudden death..."

"Of course, between us is a real "friend", so I will give you a second choice!"

Kel'Thuzad points the scepter of destruction on the ground. With the dark ripples on the ground, the gravel on the ground was instantly crushed into powder. The warlock looked at the demon slayer and death knight in front of him. Waved his finger and said softly:

"I'm going to teach those demons with scars, do you want to come?"

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On the other side, in an unknown star zone among the stars, in a world that has completely shattered like Marton in a moment, there is a weirdness between the rubble surrounded by the ring of stars scattered in the dark void Suspended in the center of the gravel belt.

As the warlock said, this is a land that is smaller than the province of the human empire. It is like the only surviving piece of land that has survived after the nameless planet was destroyed by demons. In the stone belt, it is like a perfect disguise, and farther away on this continent, in the center of this stone ring, is a ruined world with a broken core.

Only one-third of the planet spheres are still intact, and the core of the exposed world has been filled with dark green evil magma, exuding amazing heat, and it looks like a round of evil in the void. Can the sun.

But it still maintains a weak gravity, so that the rubble that shattered when the planet shattered around the star core, forming a thick star ring.

Such a bad terrain, bigger starships can't enter at all, even the small shuttles of the demons, when they spend a few hundred kilometers in the star ring, if they don't pay attention, they will be caught by the small wandering around. The stone hit.

This is the scar of scars.

The most important supply point of the Burning Legion in this star field is also the real large rear relative to the front line of the Legion.

The disguised necromancer Ubeka and her mentor Kanrisad made up a petite succubus and a sturdy angry guard. The two of them were one after the other, mixed in a scar of fissures and divided into three layers On the ground, walking among those real demons, collecting all the information that he can see.

In the second basement of this broken earth, there is also a combination of their companions, High Elf Warlock Simfer and Werewolf Warlock Xining.

These four guys are the "spies" sent by the warlock Kel'Thuzad in advance to the scar of fissures.

As for how they were selected, uh, that was a sad story...A dozen high-level warlocks of the Black Scythe Council got together and caught up, and the four of them won the bid before they left Dalaran The group of **** paid their own money and invited them to have a meal at the Magic Hotel, as if it were the final parting scene.

Very high-ranking warlocks, even holding the hands of these four unlucky eggs, shed tears of hypocrisy and misfortune on the spot when recalling the past.

This is the warlock's line.

Not only to fight against the devil, but also to guard against the hypocrisy of the companions around you, and the daggers pierced from behind from time to time, so everyone who can become a high-level warlock is a real elite!

"There is an energy tower over there."

Ubeka's disguised succubus tilted her legs and leaned against Kanrisad's disguised angry guard. She whispered:

"There should be a place where the Scarmark Fissure keeps in touch with other demon legions. According to Simfer, there may be a spare information launch pad on the second basement floor. After the boss came here and blocked the space, We must destroy these two things in the first place."

"Can it be done?"

Kanrisad's disguised angry guard kicked the fear monster around him fiercely, and made a gesture of fighting, maybe his fierce expression scared the fear monster. In short, the guy was gray Turned and fled.

This is not a matter of human warlocks, but this is the world of demons. For high-level warlocks like them, they know how to survive in the demonic society... what is dormant and low-key, what hides and hides, does not exist of!

You really do this, the demons will only think you have counseled, and the only way to live well in this place is to make trouble! When you are crazy, when you beat enough demons, the other demons will respect you, walk around you from afar, and dare not provoke you, but if you counsel a little, then you are done, other troubles The devil will come to you as a stepping stone to enhance your reputation.

So from this point of view, the demonic society is really a wicked person.

"It is a team of elite demons guarding the energy tower, which is a little tricky."

Ubeka gestured to kiss Canrisad, she whispered:

"But if it can cause a wave of chaos, it would be nothing more than four or five cataclysm spells that can be broken down with the tower. The destructiveness of the spell that the boss just studied is really amazing... etc. , There is something new about Simfer, cover me first!"

As soon as Ubeka’s voice fell, Kanrisad’s angry guard raised his hand, lifting Ubeka’s succubus' waist, and in the eyes of envy and jealous hatred of the surrounding low-level demons, Kanrisad He kicked the cave of evil energy around him, drove out the succubi and demon guards in a certain movement, and then closed the entrance of the cave with his pure evil energy.

Ubeka's disguised succubus removed a red spar from between his wings. After activation, the sweet voice of High Elf Warlock Simfer sounded in this cave:

"Ubeka, Canrisad, come to the second basement!"

"I accidentally found a very interesting guy! It might help us a lot!"

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