Azeroth’s Death Track

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Since the Shadow Moon Valley earthquake, the climate of the entire Draenor world has become very strange, and the swamping Zangar Sea is a living example. This sea area surrounding the central continent is in a rapid change. At this stage, the sea tide is endless and the climate is erratic, which makes the draenei living in this area miserable.

And in the evening, a silent army had touched the draenei in the swampy city, at the foot of Teredor.

Luminas looked at the huge mushroom that carried the city, where it was quiet like a dead city. She looked back at the silent Roglio, she asked in a low voice:

"Why did Tyrion suddenly attack the draenei? I thought we and them were allies against the demons."

"The Dark Blade Knights suffered heavy losses and needed to replenish their troops. Looking at Draenor, besides the Draenei, can other races be called?"

Roglio's cold eyes under the helmet were not fluctuating. He said in a deep voice:

"In Frostfire Ridge, isn't Yrel also pursuing those last orc warriors? Obviously, Tyrion has made up his mind that he will unify this small world."

"He should have done this already!"

Rogge said in a cold voice, he raised his left hand, and behind him, the first wave of death knights riding on the undead dragon took off in the night, rushing towards the quiet Teredor, and the army of undead also tore apart The disguise of the night rushed towards the draenei city.

However, after a few minutes, Roger and Lumi received a regrettable news.

"Draenei escaped!"

Roglio looked ugly at the opened tomb. All the bodies were evacuated, and the old bones were burned to ashes by flames.

"boom"

The death knight hit a stone wall beside him, and he said unwillingly to Luminas:

"It must have leaked information in advance, they evacuated when they were fully prepared, and even had time to dispose of these bodies... Damn it! Did the scouts find no trace of the draenei leaving?"

Luminas shook her head. The sensitive young lady found something strange, but she didn't say it.

"We didn't send scouts in Teredore, here is just the edge of the battlefield, the main direction of attack is on the side of the Franconian peninsula, and the draenei spaceships are there."

"Then tell Glokus and Serent that the draenei have already prepared for our raid, let them act carefully!"

After a moment, Luminas's expression became stranger.

"The war on the Franconian Peninsula is going on. As you might expect, Glokus and Serente stepped into the draenei trap, and Velen packed civilians into a flying spaceship, including that The big spaceship was also dragged into the air by them, but the good news is that Serent hit a spaceship with the breath of Rukma...the battle over there is currently very anxious."

"And there's... Marlad, the draenei's great garrison, raided the dark temple with the paladin!"

The young lady frowned, she said in a deep voice:

"They took away the skull of Gul'dan, Myra was leading the knights to chase them, this thing is not right, there is a problem...I feel the atmosphere of conspiracy."

"They are going to run!"

Roglio's eyes widened:

"I remember a draenei force stationed on the Hellfire Peninsula battlefield! Oops! They will open the door of darkness, they will flee to Azeroth! These **** have been premeditated!"

"We were cheated by them!"

Roglio clenched Luminas' wrist and said aloud:

"Hurry up and tell Tyrion! Don't let the draenei run away!"

Luminas shook her head, a hint of fine flash flashed in her eyes, and said playfully:

"Tirion took Aurelia to hunt the demigod Ansu! Speaking, don't you find it strange? Roger, how could these bad things happen at the same time... Maybe, our big lord concealed Let's do something."

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"Hold on to the deck! Rescue the soldiers in the ecological ship!"

The Prophet Velen stood on the deck of the immigration ship Exodar. He waved his staff and slashed the blade of the sacred light to the ground, igniting the undead who besieged the storm fortress. In the sky of this Franconian peninsula, On the sky of the huge red crystal ship Storm Fortress, three draenei warships have taken off.

On the ground beneath them, densely packed undead are attacking the last warship that fell to the ground, an ecological ship used to maintain the ecosystem.

All the draenei fighters on the ecological ship were gathered together. They manipulated the weapons on the spaceship and resisted the invasion of the undead.

These despicable undead attacked them with unbelief, but the prophet discovered this in the future prophecy, and moved the civilians of Teredor to the spaceship Exodar in advance.

"Prophet! No more!"

The draenei technician Romr, the projection of the captain responsible for the battle of the forbidden ship, appeared before the prophet. He reported loudly:

"The flight system of the eco-ship is completely destroyed. I can't let it take off again. We... we have to abandon the ship!"

"Then abandon the ship!"

There was a trace of pain in the prophet's eyes, he said in a deep voice:

"Teleport those soldiers back to the Forbidden Destroyer. Marrad has grabbed the key to open the dark door from the undead. We... we leave here!"

"But Storm Fortress..."

"The Naruto Shield of the Storm Fortress has been opened, and these undead can't defeat it. They are towed by three ships to levy it into the sky, so that the Storm Fortress will be suspended. Roemer, we will stay here and only the whole army will overwhelm. Here comes!"

The prophet interrupted the pleading of the great technician. He finally glanced at the storm stronghold shrouded in golden light below. He said hardly:

"Go! Only when the undead are taken away can the storm fortress be truly safe... As for the eco-boat, we can't care about that much now!"

"Buzz buzz"

The light blue teleportation beams lighted up one after another on the deck of the ecological ship besieged by the undead, and the trapped soldiers were transported back to the deck of the forbidden ship, in Glokus on the edge of the distant battlefield. In his gaze, three small draenei spacecraft hovered over the edge of the storm fortress of the big spaceship. With a device similar to the suspension force field, the big spaceship wrapped in golden light was "lifted" into the air.

It is suspended in the sky, like the golden sun in the dusk. Unfortunately, this draenei's largest immigration ship is equipped with a twisted space inside. The magical spaceship that can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people has completely lost its power. Cannot follow the remaining three ships to evacuate Draenor, and can only stay in a safe zone in this way.

"They thought it was safe?"

Serent grinned and pointed the golden breath of Rukma at the storm stronghold in the sky. Although the sunlight at dusk was not blazing enough, the energy weapon of the Crow could still explode with endless power, and it was in him When the weapon of war was to be started, it was stopped by Glokus.

"Enough, Serent, don't waste precious ammunition."

The old orc reached out and grabbed the elf's wrist. He looked at the three draenei spaceships flying towards Hellfire Peninsula in the sky. The death knight said meaningfully:

"The war between Dark Blade and Draenei is over."

"But it's clearly..."

Serent wanted to rebut, but was interrupted again by Glokus, and the old orc lowered his voice:

"Did you not find out yet? This coincident time, suddenly put on the table plan, and this unreasonable force distribution, if you really want to exterminate the draenei, you think there will be only 4 death lords command Action? The only one of us who can confront Veren head-on is only him and Saurfang?"

"Saurfang didn't receive orders at all..."

Hearing Glokush's statement, Serent also suddenly awakened. He looked at the old orc, and also looked at the draenei spaceship that had been occupied by the undead.

"This...is this?"

"Hush"

Blackhand made a forbidden movement to his companion, and he smiled strangely:

"Just know it yourself, don't say it, it's just a dirty deal. It seems that the Prophet of the Light is not so stubborn."

"Okay, clean the battlefield."

Glokus patted Serent's shoulder:

"Let's go and see the boat, it belongs to us."

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Below the Dark Temple, on the ground leading to the Dark Portal, a heavily armed draenei was riding fast on the tall thunder elephant. This is an absolutely elite force. They were switched 4 days ago. To the battlefield of Hellfire Peninsula, and now, in the darkness that is about to fall into the night, led by the Grand Vindicator Marrard, charge towards the Dark Portal.

The big sergeant's face was pale, he held a small box tightly in his arms, and occasionally looked back at the sky behind him. He ventured into the dark temple, knocking over many death knights to grab this precious thing, and On the return trip, he encountered a difficult blood lord, and was nearly drained of a quarter of the blood before he was able to repel him.

"Go away!"

Marrad waved the whip in his hand to make the thunder elephant run faster. In front of him, the wreckage of the destroyed Dark Portal appeared in front of his eyes, which made the Grand Sergeant feel a little relaxed.

"If it wasn't for the Prophet to anticipate the Dark Blade Knight's raid..."

There was a hint of fear in the big sergeant's heart. Who would have thought that the undead who had fought side by side 10 days ago would suddenly flip their faces and attack the draenei gathering place across the board. After receiving the news from the Franconian peninsula, the big The sergeant was very happy.

The Prophet has already made a judgment, the world of Draenor can't stay, they must rush out of this world and enter Azeroth before the encirclement of the undead...

Speaking of Azeroth, Marrard remembered the forerunners of those alliances not long ago. The human warrior named Danas also invited him to travel to Azeroth. It was only 2 months. , He is going to Azeroth as a fugitive.

"Fate is really impermanent..."

There was a helpless smile on the big sergeant's face. It was a happy event to defeat the demon, but immediately followed was a **** nightmare. Standing in front of the dark door, he put his hand to the stolen Gul. Dan's Skull handed it to Master Draenei.

"Edila En, you are the most skilled Archmage among the draenei."

Marrard looked at the draenei women wearing sacrificial robes before him. He said solemnly: "Now, the fate of the race is in your hands!"

"Go, open the door of darkness, we leave this **** world!"

The priest named Idiran looked sadly at the world behind him for 200 years. She whispered:

"Great sergeant, we... can we still come back?"

This problem silenced the surrounding draenei paladins, and the wardens looked at the orientation of the Franconian peninsula. His eyes flashed through the identification, and he said in a deep voice:

"Our people remain there, we will definitely come back, we... we must come back!"

And while the draenei were busy trying to open the door of darkness, on the platform at the edge of the dark temple, the blood lord Myra yawned boringly, hidden in the dark temple in the spiritual link. Tyrion says:

"The speed of these draenei escape is really slow, I want to help them when I see..."

"Stare at them, Myra, and when the door of darkness opens, it’s time to start the second stage of the scene."

On the top platform of the Dark Temple, Tyrion ended his communication with Myra and turned his head to look at Ansu, the **** of crows. The latter's huge body stood on the platform, occupying a third of the position, but watched Out, the old demigod was a little nervous at this moment.

"Can Azeroth's Emerald Dream really save Rukma?"

An Su stared at Tyrion closely and said incoherently:

"You promised me! You can't lie to me!"

"Gosh!"

Tyrion rubbed his forehead with a headache:

"You have asked this question 43 times... How can I believe you can believe me? After you go there, you can see the truth yourself... But if you are in this state of anxiety, You may not be able to deceive those insidious wild gods, you must know that each of them must be more than three times longer than you live."

"Cheating? Right, cheating!"

Ansu quacked twice: "Deception is my old business, I will do well, and for Lukma, I will do well!"

"That's all right, relax, my friend, look, I have personally played for you..."

Tyrion shrugged. He looked at An Su. After a while, he whispered:

"By the way, after you have a firm foot there, remember to find some downcast, dark-hearted Druids...I need them to help me do something."

"Quack"

The **** of crows made an unpleasant cry, staring at Tyrion and patting his stubby wings:

"You help me, I will help you!"

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