Azeroth’s Death Track

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The mists of death that enveloped several cities in Knossos all over the world disappeared at dawn three days later.

In the comfort of the green sunlight of this demon world, these demon cities surrounded by rolling sand are like being washed by running water, washing away all the haze, viciousness and darkness, while using something deeper. It's filled completely.

In that dead misty dead zone, 70% of the demons on this planet died silently in the advent of the sudden death heaven, and were choked by the materialized death, which always brought pain to other life. With the destruction of them, they have also tasted the tragic phenomenon that their homes were destroyed and the world withered.

This is not just a declaration of war from the victims, it is more like a planned massacre.

After the hands of the condemned knight completely waved the stick of death mist, and hundreds of thousands of Dementors followed his footsteps to bring the end, everything became dark and weak wherever he went. Even harvesting with soul and life together, powerful, able to survive the torture of death mist, will be regarded as the target of the slaughter by the dark knight.

The entire city of 13 Horror Demon Kings in Kosnos was razed and the last city was filled with demons full of fear. They watched in horror as the blue mist enveloped this last city. They rebelled However, they struggled, but the result of rebellion and struggle only evolved to the end of a more violent death. No one could defeat the knight who brought the fog, and even the obstruction could not be done.

In the mist, every shadow beats with a roar of horror, and they are so desperately waiting for the arrival of the final destruction, however...The knight of the condemnation let them go.

Just like when he appeared, he disappeared silently. At the moment when the green sunlight representing the redemption of the demon rose on the third day, the mist of death surrounding the city of despair spread so quietly, exposing the death below Infiltrating the vast yellow sand, everything seemed to return to normal.

But no one wants to stay in this world of death.

Over a hundred thousand demons in the last city boarded the starship at the fastest speed, dropped everything, and sailed towards the stars.

The picture of nearly one hundred dreadlord colonial starships flying into the sky was taken into account by the two death knights standing in the desert. Kurtaz and Dasshan rode on the death horse, and they looked at the Entering the fleeing demons of the stars, they have no intention of stopping them.

"He put them back to convey the news of our counterattack and to attract the attention of the more terrible enemy."

The dwarf death knight Kurtaz let the hot yellow sand flap his cold body. Under the green sunlight, the dwarf seemed to be covered with a unique halo. He said:

"It's like in some wars in Azeroth, releasing prisoners who were completely scared, and then let those defeated spread the glory and horror of the winner to the whole world... but I think he has not So boring, is there anything behind this incident that I haven't understood yet?"

Faced with the dwarf question, Dassohane did not immediately answer, watching the fleets that lit the blue flames into the sky. He set his eyes on the distance, the outline of the demon city wrapped in yellow sand, in After a few minutes, he said softly:

"This is another test, representing the most brutal war is coming."

"That was his usual method. With a big wave of his hand, he gave us a world. Now we should express our "sincerity" and prove that we are worthy of this "gift". Yes, these runaway demons Will send our news here to the Burning Legion, and then he will get the enemy he wants, and we will also get the war we must face."

Dassohan's eyes dropped, and he said:

"Like before, he has his wars, and we have our opponents."

"Go, knights, occupy that city and gather all available resources! There is not much time left for us!"

Under the command of Dassuohan, a team wearing black armor, carrying a hot weapon, wearing a sword and axe, the death knights riding on the war horse passed the scorching vast sand dunes and quickly moved towards the demon city in the distance The black cloak fluttered in the green sunlight, making these death knights look full of power.

But Kurtaz and Dassohhan did not follow them. They still stood on the dunes in the same place. Their body became a little blurred in the scorching sand storm.

"Okay, I know."

The dwarf shrugged slightly sullenly, and he looked at Dassohan:

"Another question, I heard the negotiation between you and the Holy Light Church. Do you really want to sign the clauses they proposed? Incorporating the sequencer into the Holy Light faith and civilization system has become the so-called "never The dormant guardian of civilization", you should be clear that once we enter that system, it is equivalent to entering the world of the living again."

"I don't care about this, but..."

Kurtaz said with some concern:

"What about his opinion? Will he agree that we define "death" in this way?"

"Why doesn't he agree?"

A hearty smile appeared on Dasshan's pale face, which made the big bald head look a little less indifferent. He said:

"It is just a name. Expressing goodwill and redefining self-definition will bring us a steady stream of soldiers, and will greatly increase the probability that we will defend the battlefield of stars. Politics and faith, these issues are not what we should care about. We have only one identity from beginning to end, that is a soldier, a soldier! Our destination is on the battlefield, not the so-called faith."

"What’s more, if you don’t think I’m saying it, he doesn’t know? If he doesn’t agree, then the terrifying knight of the Scourge will destroy us after turning around, but he doesn’t do that.. . This represents a little recognition and indulgence."

"Oh, yes, there is good news."

Dasuohan reached out his hand and gently snapped his fingers. Behind him, a dark red door beating the power of death opened in the vast yellow sand. With the rhythm of the dark red death energy, one was wearing heavy armor, The figure carrying the epee slowly walked in from the other side of the door. It was a tall human with scary scars on his face, which represented his past and present identity.

Upon seeing the face under the black-horned helmet, the Dwarf Death Knight exclaimed:

"Gavinrad!"

"Yes, it's me!"

The last silver knight who has been dying for ten years and has been completely forgotten by everyone is moving his body. The blue light in his eyes shines. He stretched out his hand and greeted the dwarf, where it was cold On his face, there was a slightly indifferent smile:

"Long time no see, Kurtaz."

"I heard the call of war, so I returned from the grave."

"The death knight Gavinrad. Doom, return to the battlefield!"

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In the distant Azeroth, in Kalimdor, the human cities in the Thousand Needles are all made of white boulders. The port of Baita City, known as the "city of Holy Light", is In today's city squares, the believers of the Holy Light are surging. There is almost no open space in this huge square, and believers who come from various cities are everywhere.

Although on the eastern continent and in the federally controlled area, the Holy Light is slightly bleak, but in the empire, the Holy Light still maintains the status of "State Church", driven by the returning "Saints" Archbishop Morgan. In a broad manner, Shengguang Zhengxin is tolerating other beliefs that have entered the empire, but maintains absolute repression on them.

Even in Kadore society of the theocracy, the first group of elves of the faith of the Holy Light appeared.

The bullheads who followed the way of the ancient Sunwalker also became a branch of the faith of the Holy Light a year ago.

Not to mention the doctrine of the Holy Spirit, which flourished in Feralas, and the way of the Holy Light that the Draenei people have never changed on the distant Northrend continent.

After a series of improvements, this ancient belief has been reborn in pain and suffering, and has renewed its vitality. It has become a very important part of the Kalimdor continental civilization.

Today, under the crown of Alonzos Fao, who enjoys high prestige, the new "Declaration of the Holy Light" will be released in the city hall of Baita City Port. This is a sacred moment, and no believer should miss it. For those believers who did not come to the scene, with the help of the Dalaran Masters, in various human kingdoms and even other civilized cities, there is a "live broadcast" of this holy light sermon.

On those magical projections, believers can feel immersive.

Recently, the slightly chaotic political situation has become calmer because of this sudden sermon. Any noble noble with a mind knows that the Pope cannot be angered. In the absence of an emperor in the human empire, the French crown The next is the person with the highest identity of the entire empire, and the most terrible thing is that if the pope declares that a noble is impure, then the unlucky egg may not survive the dawn of the next day.

Never underestimate the terrible destructive power of fanatic believers, especially many fanatic believers, have a place in the national system.

At noon, wearing a white robe and wearing the crown of the Holy Light, the Faor crown appeared on the high roof of the city square on time. At the moment when the old man who had been drooping appeared, there was a tsunami like a mountain. Calling, like a surging tide, echoed in this square, fanatic believers raised their hands up and called the name of the Holy Light. In this sacred and warm atmosphere, many people were excited and shed. Tears.

Under the Fa'o crown, this walking support was already needed, the waist bar was also ricket down, his face was full of old spots, his eyes were no longer clear, and the old man with white hair looked calm, seeing him in his long life With more scenes like this, he even believes in the importance and danger of life. Therefore, in the past few decades, the Pope has imposed strict demands on himself and never expressed any views on politics or important affairs.

Because he knew that his own unintentional words might cause a terrible turmoil in the empire.

But today, he must judge some of the threats facing this world. He must guide the power of faith and put it into the way of faith. He will start the prologue of a holy war with his own hands. Perhaps there will be countless people dying In this war, but... this must be done.

The existence of the Holy Light is to protect the weak and protect the hope. If the Holy Light cannot make its own voice in the war that will determine the fate of the world, then this kind of righteousness will lose its power.

The Pope walked forward with his cane, and beside him, the Archbishop of Chaldees in burlap robes tried to reach out to help him, but was rejected by the Pope.

The life fire of this stubborn old man was extremely weak, like a candlelight in the wind, but he ignited the rest of his life together. At the end of this life, in this old and decayed body, that raging The burning fire of life was so surging that it supported the old man to move forward until he fell down completely.

Every time the Pope took a step forward, the Holy Light on him became warmer and brighter. Under the support of this divine power, his waist was straightened, and his expression became more determined, but This is at the expense of burning yourself.

He is too old.

He was a little weak.

"The believers of the Holy Light... raise your head and look up at the sky!"

The deep voice of Pope Fao rang in the square of the city, as if a switch was turned on. The entire square and the entire world seemed to be quiet, listening to the old man's voice.

"Between the stars we can't see, the dark war has been ignited, it ignited from the depths of the twisted void, fueled by greed and atrocities, guided by the wailing of the innocent and the death of the victims, it is among the stars Countless killings have been done, countless compatriots of the Holy Light, countless lives, all annihilated in this burning black fire."

"This is the beginning, continuation, and end of the crucifixion, and we, our world, our loved ones, and even ourselves, are the next victims in this disaster."

"Demons, they howling into our world, killing our children and parents, and ruining our hopes."

"We can't forget how brutal demons destroyed our homeland in our homeland."

"Neither can we forget how brutal obstruction the demons tried to destroy us when the empire suffered a great deal and moved to the new earth given by the Holy Light."

"Believers of the Holy Light, the Holy Light teaches you to always love our lives and lives in the most enthusiastic and loving way, but this does not mean that the Holy Light will succumb to the burning evil, when it will cast its coveted eyes towards us At the moment, our warriors will still respond with swords."

"The guardians of the Holy Light who never sleep, the warriors who have returned from death have been fighting with the demons in the stars. They have occupied the evil land of the demons and burned the war to their world. This war is just and sacred. Is a guardian hope and a just act to protect our world!"

"Both the living and the dead fighting on the battlefield are convinced that this world is worth saving! It will survive the dedication of the warriors!"

"Every one of our lives is also worth saving!"

"Because every kind person can contribute everything for the right thing!"

"Believers of the Holy Light! I am here to call you in the name of the Holy Light, take your weapons, let the faith guard your soul, follow the guidance of the Holy Light, and set foot on the battlefield of glorious stars!"

The voice under Fa'o's crown became more and more violent. He raised his left hand, and above his skinny arm, his fingers clenched into fists, like the first roar of Holy Light Zhengxin when the demon attacked.

"Hope is from Azeroth! Warriors are from Azeroth! Crusader Warriors who are beating the devil are from Azeroth!"

"Believers of the Holy Light!"

"Eternal battle with demons! It's started!"

PS:

The boring life is hell, and the blood blooming at the fingertips, the temperature of the passing of life, the strange light shining in the eyes of the dead, for the crow, the moment of a second is the real heaven, his hands are stained with blood, standing In the reflection of the sky, behind him, the dark crows screamed, waiting for the beginning of the feast, he walked in the darkness, he served... wait!

In his life, it seems that he has never seen the light...

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