Azeroth’s Death Track

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The reconstruction of Stormwind City has been carried out for more than 3 years and has now been completed by two-thirds. On the original city ruins, the craftsmen of the skilled Brotherhood of Stonemason have rebuilt a white city, and at the request of the king Next, a second guard wall was built outside the original city.

This also greatly increased the duration and difficulty, but under the leadership of the excellent architect Mr. Alex and the chief foreman Mr. Van Cliff, the plan to recast Stormwind is being completed little by little.

At this time, a group of heavily armed Paladins and cavalry rode on the warhorse and rushed out of Stormwind City along the wide avenue, which made the workers who were constructing the city's sanitary wall a little puzzled.

"These knights are really powerful!"

Architect Alex, dressed in white shirts and black pants, wearing glasses and holding drawings in his hands, looked at the knights leaving the city curiously. He said to the foreman who was measuring the drawings next to him:

"Van Cliff, what did you say they did?"

"How do I know? I am not the nobleman."

Van Cliff, the foreman of the Brotherhood of Stonemasons, smiled. He rolled up the drawings he had drawn and turned his head to look at the large wall that was forming. A flash of satisfaction and comfort flashed in his eyes. Rebuilding Stormwind City, for any craftsman It was an unforgettable experience, but in Van Cliff's eyes, there was a trace of anxiety that could not be concealed.

The payment to the workers and craftsmen has been delayed for a month. Although they still have confidence in the country ruled by the Wrynn family, Van Cliff, who was once a veteran and scout, knows that those nobles are really stingy. How crazy is it.

"I wish I was just thinking about it."

Van Cliff shook his head, throwing his worries out of his mind, and began to conceive the sculpture inside the guard wall. It is said that King Varian would build several sculptures to commemorate the heroes who died in the war, then he had to do The exquisite and magnificent of people makes people feel solemn, but this has to be considered carefully.

And while Van Cliff was thinking about how to sculpt the sculpture, a cry of excitement rang from the scaffolding outside the tall city wall, and the foreman hurriedly raised his head, following the eyes of the exclaimed workers, in Alvin In the bright sky of the forest, a large group of rare ravens flew from the direction of the twilight forest, gliding all the way towards the southern sky.

Those ravens are so big that they can’t find such a huge crow at all. In the folk, superstitious people always think of crows flying across the sky as ominous signs, but now there are more than twenty crows. The queue was seen by them, it was like stabbing the horse honeycomb, the workers even stopped working and all gathered to whisper.

"Go back to work!"

Van Cliff hurried out of the work shed, he shouted to the ugly workers:

"It’s just a group of big crows, there’s no need to be nervous at all, listen to me, work hard, brothers, for the money we can earn, and the glory of the Brotherhood of Mason...Go work now, I’m begging you ."

The foreman's prestige in the Brotherhood of Stonemasonry was very high. Seeing Van Cliff's anxious expression, the workers did not discuss the unexplainable scene and returned to their jobs.

Van Cleef, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat on his forehead. At the next moment, he suddenly turned his head to look at the city gate avenue behind him. He felt that there seemed to be a figure watching him.

But there is nothing in it!

Van Cliff, who watched it several times, shook his head. As a scout and assassin veteran who had participated in the Battle of the Burning Plains, he knew that even the best assassin in the human kingdom could no longer be completely hidden in such a broad daylight. Not to mention the clunky orc assassins.

"It seems that I'm too tired recently. After work, be sure to go to the Lion King's Pride and have a few drinks."

The foreman rubbed his forehead and returned to the shed, but what he did not know was that, not far from where he had just stood, Maiev Shadow Song took a dozen watchmen and was spreading out and standing there, while The warden also looked at Van Cliff, who was re-entering his work, with a scrutiny.

"This is a very talented human...he could actually feel the Warden in the shadows a little bit, but unfortunately, he is not an elf and a dirty male."

Maiev commented in a low voice, and then turned her head, and under the emerald green owl helmet, she looked at the watchman behind with her stern eyes:

"Maileen Bladewing! You were almost traced by a human. Do you want to be a shame for the watchman?"

The scolded watchman lowered his head and dared not answer. The lady’s sternness was famous throughout the watchman organization, but fortunately, the watchmen infiltrated Stormwind City for more important things, so the next moment, Ma Wei let Mai Lin pass, she said to the other watchmen:

"Our tracing on the treasure coast did not end without disease. The place where the smell of fallen fellows finally disappeared is around this human city...Go, sisters, spread out, find her!"

Maiev squeezed the thorns wheel in her hand, she said in a deep voice:

"This time, we must take our sisters back!"

"Uh"

The inaudible sound of breaking the air rang on the avenue at the gate of Stormwind City, and a dozen or so watchmen scattered and marched towards all corners of the city. These assassins who dedicated everything to the moon **** Elune owned The supreme blessing of darkness, compared with the rough stealth and hidden skills of their human counterparts, even the most powerful assassin master of the Stormwind City, Matias Shore, is just a new entry in front of the watchmen. Kid.

Let's put it this way, if Maiev came to Stormwind this time for King Varian Wrynn's life, then probably the young king probably won't survive tonight.

At the same time as the watchmen began their actions, those druids who passed through the portal of the Emerald Dream and crossed the far endless sea also flew into the gloomy and gloomy swamp of sadness.

The crows spread out, looking for some signs in this damp swamp. Don’t underestimate this swamp. A few years ago, even the land of curse was part of this swamp, but after the tribe opened the door to darkness The evil energy penetrated into the ground of this land, and the area of ​​the swamp shrank rapidly. To this day, only such a small piece is left.

But the druids are still very careful, because in this swamp, there are hidden secrets that mortals do not know... here is a sealed evil land, the dragon is guarding it, and the number of guards is extremely large In fact, if the footsteps of the orcs invaded a little bit more wildly at the time, and the evil seals were touched, maybe the orc wars would not erupt at all, and those reckless orcs might be hidden by the giant dragons in this swamp Shred easily.

But fate has no if...

"So, where are you?"

Archdruid Malfurion spread his wings and flew in the dark sky. He spent too long in the perfect emerald dream and Mount Hyjal. He was not used to the air of the eastern continent, especially this kind of person The dampness of disgust, the power of life is twisted here to another look, it seems very prosperous, but in fact it is on the wrong path.

"Ga"

A fragile hissing made the big druid suddenly stop his flapping wings. He reversed direction in the air and rushed to the position where the hissing came. If he heard it correctly, it was a druid. The screams when they broke.

But this time he was followed by extremely powerful warriors in the Druids. They all experienced the battle of the ancients 10,000 years ago. In this place, who can defeat a powerful German so easily What about Rui?

Is it... that demigod hiding here?

Malfurion quickly crossed the vines entangled in the swamp. When these druids approached, these natural plants would actively make way for him. This is an absolutely magical scene, but for the druid, this It's just a trivial manifestation of the power of nature.

Soon, the Archdruid felt the lingering shadow at the foot of the mountain in front. It was a naturally formed cave, but it was invisiblely hidden by the power of the shadow.

Malfurion stood at the entrance of the cave and made a silent call. Soon, several druids fell beside him.

"Be careful, brothers, maybe the demigod is right in front of you, and it seems that its power is different from the wild demigods we have seen."

Big Druid looked solemnly reminded:

"Even the most violent wolf **** Godrin will not have such a dark side."

"Om"

He stretched out his hand, the light green natural force wrapped around his finger, ripped the dark curtain in front of him, the druids stepped into the cave, and soon smelled the blood, which made Mafari As his face changed, he accelerated his pace. After bypassing a mountain wall, he saw the huge creature lying in the depths of the cave.

It was like a crow, but it was more than 7 meters long. It was covered with dark blue feathers on the whole body. There were also beautiful pendants hanging between the necks. The most dazzling thing was the large and beautiful tail feathers. Like a piece of art.

And beside the huge, apparently hard-hit crow, their missing partner, the best scout, and one of the best raptor druids, Hisari. The black crow was crouching next to the huge crow, she The green life force lingering in his hands is healing the crow.

While the druids broke into the burrow, the calm crow swiftly raised his head, a flash of vigilance flashed in its dangerous eyes, and the force of the gusting winds kept the druids in an instant. Once in place, the sharp wind blade was also cut with black feathers towards the druids.

"Invader! Die!"

"No! Powerful Ansu, they are not enemies!"

At the moment of the appearance of the winged wind blade, the druid girl with war lines on her face screamed hurriedly. This sound made Ansu's gust of wind quickly disappear, and the big druid was ready. Attacking, the Raptor Druid Black Crow hurriedly stood up and said to his companion:

"Don't be nervous, brothers, An Su is very weak now. It helped humans in the war between humans and undead before, at the cost that it is now on the verge of death."

Seeing that his companion was not hurt, Malfurion's eyes flashed a little relief, but the next moment, he set his sights on the really weak crow demigod, with the Druid's attention to life With a deep understanding of force, he could easily see that the crow in front of him was a genuine demigod, but it was already very old, so its power declined very seriously.

Ansuna's black eyes stared at Malfurion cautiously. The latter stretched out his hands and signaled that he was not malicious. He stepped forward and squatted on the ground, between his hands dancing, a spell haunting the power of life It fell on An Su and made the vigilant crow groan with a comfortable moan.

"Oh!"

The fierce wounds on An Su's body recovered little by little under the joint treatment of the Druids. After ten minutes, it stood up hard, and it looked at the Drew with a gaze. Yimen, its hoarse voice also sounded in the hearts of the Druids.

"A group of elves fighting with strange transformations and the power of life... In Draenor, I have never seen such an existence. Who are you? What are you doing for me? Elves!"

"We are here to help you."

Malfurion said that the result caused Ansu's ridicule. The demigod did not conceal his vigilance. It screamed and said:

"Ah! I fell to this point, even my family members were killed, lost their homes, and fled to another world in embarrassment, because 2 years ago, an elf from Azeroth also told I... he's here to help me! Quack!"

"I'm not going to be stupid enough to be fooled twice! For your part, heal me, go!"

Ansu waved his wings, and the roaring wind was mixed with black feathers. He couldn't help but drove the druids out of his cave, but at the moment when the power of the shadow re-closed, an exquisite crow statue was in the wind Zhong fell into the hands of the first Druid raptor who contacted Ansu and expressed selfless goodwill.

"I don't owe you any favors! Kind little girl, there is my power in the sculpture, draw on it, kind you should have stronger wings."

"As for you! Elves coming with a certain purpose... stop disturbing me."

"Let me be alone in the kingdom of death."

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