Azeroth’s Death Track

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Marton, the demon star, 1 hour before the start of Leviathan.

"Om"

On the edge of this desolate and broken world, in the gravel belt dissociated from the main continent, on the back of a huge suspended stone, the blue luster of the star portals flashed away.

As a portal to the stars, it is more like an upgraded version of intra-world teleportation. On top of the original space coordinates, an additional dimensional coordinate is added. The calculation work and composition when opening the portal are ten times difficult. Even more times, the researchers of the Dark Blade Legion even have more complete information provided by Hassabel, the portal guardian who has sincerely turned over, and it took them almost 3 years to crack the mystery of the Star Gate.

It's like climbing a technology tree. If you don't light up the front technology, you can't integrate more advanced technology.

But fortunately, before the assembly of the demons of the Burning Legion was completed, the magic technology that was very important to Azeroth was finally lit up.

In the beating rotation of a number of tedious and unreal blue runes, in the energy gate like the water wave, several dark blade agents existing as "beacon", led by the shadow, quickly rushed into this piece of silence Among the stars.

They wore weird one-piece uniforms, which looked somewhat bloated, making the always quick-acting Salinas extremely bulky and top-heavy. The demons only placed artificial gravity on the main body of the Marton continent and allowed the demons to breathe. The field of evil power is not available on the edge of this broken world.

This is different from the Scar Fracture and Niskala. Although it is the wreckage left after the world explosion, Matton's territory is very large, almost equivalent to a quarter of the eastern continent.

This is the real demon kingdom, and the difficulty of attacking here is not at the same level as the Battle of Niskala.

The shadow wears a weird helmet, in which a liquid like a stream of water is rolling. Its role is to maintain the pressure of the undead in the body, so that they will not explode directly after entering the stars because of the imbalance of internal and external pressure. Fortunately, the undead do not need to breathe, otherwise this "space suit" will be made even heavier.

"Uh"

The halo of the star gates behind several Agents of Rhineland suddenly dissipated. They were lying in the shadow of this slowly rolling rock, looking out at the Marton continent in the distance. It was a land with evil magma flowing in it. Mountains and undulating terrain are like a kingdom among the stars, and under the continent of the continent, there is a core of the world full of magical powers of wickedness. It is also this thing that supports this land without collapsing.

The shadow made several gestures. Behind her, the finger tips of two Saaring blood mage bounced up in blood red light. At the moment this fluttering gravel approached the mainland, a miniature portal was hooked on the stone and Between the main continents, the left hand of the shadow clenched a beautifully decorated pendant, which is Aurelia's beloved thing, and at the bottom of the pendant, a dark green crystal was inlaid.

This is one-seventh of the leaf shadow of Atama Crystal, which can distort the light and the enchantment, completely block the user's figure, and the exemption is extremely high. Unless it is a real big brother, it is difficult to see through this crystal Disguise, it is said that the Draenei used this thing to hide a city!

Under the shadow of the green halo of the shadow of the leaves, several agents stepped into the miniature portal, and then almost wiped the edge of the patrolling demon soldiers and entered the demon world.

The area they landed on was a barren ridge, and there was nothing here, so the pace of the demon patrolling here was also very loose. In the information provided by the "Deep Sea", this is almost a perfect penetration point.

"Few of you, wait at your destination!"

In the demon's position of surging evil energy, the shadow reached out and took off the helmet. While taking off the bloated "space suit", he told other agents:

"Keep the communication as smooth as possible, keep your mission in mind, don't clash with the mission demon, if the battle cannot be avoided, resolve or request support in the fastest time!"

"Oh, uh"

Agents who resumed their agile actions didn't talk much, and turned to transform into the original Sahelian shape, one by one like humanoid bats, flapping their wings and rushing into the air.

The flight speed of the high-level Saalin can easily break through 2 times the speed of sound, calculated based on Marton's terrain. These agents will be in their seats in a maximum of ten minutes.

But compared to their task, the task shouldered by the shadow is obviously more difficult.

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The high-level warlock Orese lay in the tower with her eyes blind.

As the most trusted subordinate of the fraudster, even in the devil star Marton, who has been completely controlled by the gang of lawless dreadlords in Casanathir, she still enjoys very high-level treatment.

She was a wounded person. When she and her sister ventured into the falling Wallagar to take the shield of Agramar, she was severely injured by Odin's lightning and was personally sent to Marton by the fear demon Tick Dios After that, the girl of flames was treated by several demon masters here. The purest evil energy was injected into her body, and the charred internal organs were cured by magic.

Her injury is recovering, but it will take some time until it is fully recovered.

"I don't know what happened to my sister."

Lying in a big bed tanned with the devil's fur, Olesi, who was only wearing a pajamas, sighed. Born in Marton's days, she was very bored. The Tikdios who sent her repeatedly emphasized to her. Many of the demon leaders in this place are related to Casanathir. They hate fraudsters. The reason they can tolerate Oresis's healing here is simply not wanting to completely tear their cheeks with the fraudsters.

Therefore, in this place, Olesi must learn to protect herself. If she can't go out during the injury, try not to go out.

A female demon like her who still maintains a beautiful face and perfect skin and is in a weak state is likely to encounter some "bad" things in the place where Matton is full of chaotic order. For women, there are Many things are more terrible than simple death.

This slightly malicious warning once made Olesis very resistant to Marton's life, but today, her days of fear can be over.

She just got the news that the mentor sent loyal to him, and the powerful demon lord Gorrix came to Marton. The war lord of the burning legion seemed to come to deal with the problem of Azeroth’s undead. It has Sufficient power to protect Oresis, and the high-level warlock has made up her mind. As soon as the high-level demon lord arrives, she will follow it back to Azeroth.

She wants to reunite with her sister. She can’t wait anymore. What’s more, the instinct of high-level demons to predict danger is very active today. She keeps beating, and her inability to calm down seems to be urging her to leave this place.

Some bad things are likely to happen here, even if it is far from Azeroth, even if it is one of the most powerful strongholds of the Burning Legion in the stars.

The 6 million demons on this evil land cannot give her a sense of security.

"drop"

A sudden warning sound awakened the high-level warlock Oreses from her contemplation. She suddenly grabbed the fire wand placed on the bedside. The sound just now was her investigation knot outside the tower. The touched voice of the world means that strangers are approaching the tower.

With her red skin, Eredar Advanced Warlock in pajamas slowly moved to the window. The top of the fire wand in her hand was beating with a dangerous and deadly light. She looked down, here is full of demon-style black Under the minaret, everything seemed normal, and the few evil lords guarding the high tower did not find anything abnormal.

"What are you looking for? Are you looking for me?"

At the moment when the high-level warlock relaxed the wand in her hand, behind her, a slightly low voice of the woman suddenly sounded, which made Oreses who had been preparing to wave the wand in a moment, a horror. 'S flaming snake was beating on the skull's magic wand to kill the strange guy behind him.

But at this moment, the fingers of the shadow rubbed lightly, accompanied by a weird ringing of the fingers into the ears of Oleseth. The woman who had just killed her flames just now recovered strangely in this second. calm.

True calm, no fluctuation of soul, no jump of thinking, just like entering the state of "time pause", even the flame beating on her wand, because of the loss of energy supply, drifting and dissipating in the air, just Like the same extinguished spark.

After completing the control of Experiment 12-B, the shadow lowered her head awkwardly and looked at the scratch on her arm. This was the "souvenir" that she accidentally triggered when she entered the Demon Tower.

For a master assassin, such a low-level mistake should not happen, but... there are always times when people miss.

"Okay, Subject 12-B."

The shadow moved a few steps backwards, leaning against the wall with the wicked energy, and she said to Aureise in front of her:

"Report on recent work."

When the switch of the soul code was turned on, Oresi told the dark blade agent in front of him with a feeling of emotion without reservation, and heard about the "Legion Warlord" After the news of "Gorry Ricks" and "The Terrorist Weapon Throat brought specifically to solve the problem of the undead", the expression of the shadow became ugly.

Obviously, the appearance of this powerful and targeted demon lord was an accident.

Agents like her who are accustomed to acting according to plan are very sick of accidents. The shadow is not a waste of time. She took out something like a legionary communicator from her storage ring, put it on the table, put this The latest news came back to Azeroth, and a few minutes later, the reply at that end appeared in the form of text on the beating light curtain in front of the shadow.

Only two lines.

"The intelligence has been shared with the frontline commander!"

"The mission is as planned!"

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At the Starport Wharf in Marton World, a simple ceremony of catching the wind and washing the dust is in progress.

Regardless of whether they were greeted, the new sixth lord of the dreadlord, Ruther Lake, or the demon lord Gorellix, who slowly walked out of the starship ramp, the ugly faces of the two guys were perfunctory and disgusted.

This is normal. The demon lord of Marton World has been cleaned once, and all those who are dissatisfied with the fraudster Kil'jaeden, and the demon lord who came to Xinggang in front of him is Kil'jaeden. Loyal warlord.

The two sides are not a gang at all, and naturally there is nothing to say about friendship.

"Lord Gorellix, Marton welcomes you."

The 6th lord of the dreadlord with the black and blue wings of the wind, Ruther Lake, the faithful dog leg of Casanathir, pretending to lean over to salute the tall demon lord who walked down the ramp in front of him, his vicious eyes looked This silent and powerful demon carrying a weird battle axe whispered:

"The fraudster seems to have brought us a new mission, but he has not paid attention to his own fiasco in Azeroth. Ha, really a "qualified" leader."

Ruther Lake said ecstatically, making the demon lord Gorellix, who was carrying the dark red battle axe, a little angry, but he had not waited until the choke of the two high-level demons was over, and a cry was not far behind them. There was a ringing on the dock platform.

Not long ago, Ruther Lake, who was appointed as the temporary commander of Marton, looked back and was surprised to see that several generals of the Devil’s Legion in Marton World appeared here, and together with their adjutants, it seemed that they were going to be Here is the same as holding a temporary meeting.

But the problem is that Rather Lake remembers very well that it has never issued a command to gather high-level demon commanders today!

The cunning dreadlord instinctively foresaw that something was wrong. It took a few steps back and shouted to the dozens of demon commanders:

"Why are you here? Who let you come?!"

"it's me!"

In a slightly confusing question, an icy voice answered the lord’s doubts. All the demons looked back and saw the high-level warlock Oresis wearing a fiery red dress from another entrance to Star Harbor. Walk around.

The high-level female demon swayed, holding a pocket watch in her hand, and in her other hand, pinching a constantly refined storage ring.

"I sent them an invitation, and I want to announce a very important and very urgent message to you here!"

The Fire Girl shouted to the high-level demons in front of her:

"A news closely related to all the demons of Marton!"

"what do you want to say in the end?"

The highest local chief was appointed Commander Marton because he knelt and licked all the way. The loyal dog legs of Casanathir, Ruther Lake, moved her wings. It looked at the female demon in disgust, and it should have expelled her directly. Go out, but considering the existence of the high military value behind him, and the presence of the warlord Gorellix, who is foolishly loyal to the fraudster, on the bright side, it must give the fraudster's messenger a little face.

So the fearful devil yelled impatiently:

"You don't have the authority to call the commander at all. Now, say what you want to say, and then get out of my place!"

This rude speech did not make the high-level warlock Oreses feel angry. In fact, the flame girl's eyes have not moved elsewhere, but stay on the pocket watch in her hand, it seems that the gadget will All the will was drawn into it. At the moment when a certain pointer returned to zero, the beautifully-looking female demon suddenly raised her head, and a strange and dark smile appeared on her face.

Like the attitude of the great lord sneering!

In the gaze of all the demon commanders, including Ruther Lake and Gorellix, the high-level warlock Aureise grabbed the storage ring in the other hand and was thrown into the crowd of demon commanders, In the shocking shot of the silvery Mars, her hoarse and mad voice sounded on the steel ground, as sharp as the howling of the banshee:

"That important news is..."

"You... the time has come, it's time to go!"

"boom"

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