Azeroth’s Death Track

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"We must abandon Stormwind City and be ready to move immediately..."

In the King's Hall of Stormwind Fortress, at the invitation of the Countess Caterina, the nobles who came here listened dumbfoundedly at the new proposal of the Countess. They whispered to each other, and during the discussion, they seriously doubted the delicate Countess. Have you been scared crazy by the undead?

"Storm City has the power to protect us, Countess, your proposal is simply a fantasy."

Archbishop Benedictus was rare and somewhat gazed. He stood up and scolded the serious countess:

"Are you trying to persuade us to flee without fighting? Let His Majesty give up his people? Yes, the Red Ridge Mountains and the Twilight Forest have been lost, but with the help of the Draenei, our people have not suffered too much. Loss, in the East Valley, the bravest soldiers and generals of the kingdom are laying defenses. I believe they can block the undead... at least the support of the Empire can come!"

The Duke of Beauval, who has always been willing to support the countess, also stated:

"Caterina, I know that you have been under a lot of pressure recently, but believe me, the reunited Imperial Army has already started. With the help of the human emperor and the entire human power united, we can win this. A war!"

The Duke whispered to the countess nearby:

"Relax, Catalina, don't worry, I will protect you."

Other nobles were not interested in the idea of ​​a complete evacuation. The human kingdoms were scattered from each other. For hundreds of years, a fixed circle of nobility has been formed in each country. The industries of the big nobles of the Storm Kingdom are in this country. Once they leave here, it will be difficult for them to find their place in other kingdoms.

So if it weren't for the deadly crises that the orc soldiers were under the city a few years ago, these nobles could not leave Stormwind City.

His Majesty the King, who had never spoken, looked haggard. Queen Tiffany's condition did not get better. The young King put all his energy on his beloved, and he really has no intention of dealing with the affairs of the country.

But when the nobles' voice was a little lower, the Privy Chaldean, who had never spoken, glanced at the frosted countess, and in his ear, the strange voice sounded again:

"This is an anonymous believer of Tyrion who will help these stupid humans in the future, but at least this time, she is serious, she betrayed Tyrion for her own benefit...little cute, your stupid compatriots are still being In the drum, I think you should help her, it is for your own good."

Pastor Chaldean hesitated for a moment, then stood up and said to the other nobles in a magnetic voice:

"Everyone, be quiet. I believe that the Countess Katrina is a wise person. Her judgments in the past have proved this, so we should give her enough respect before criticizing the Countess’s suggestion. At least let the countess tell me why she proposed to do so."

And at the same time, the leader of the MI7, the assassin master Mathias Sauer, looked at the Chaldeans and the countess suspiciously. The thoughtful assassin has reason to believe that these two men have their own secret.

The Archbishop’s words made Archbishop Benedict stare at him fiercely, but the Chaldean pastor seemed to be unaware that he was very close to the people and was willing to help all believers. Now, the priests of the Light Cathedral almost know the contradiction between Benedictus and Chaldeans.

The aristocracy's argument was quieter, and even King Varian turned his gaze to Katerina. The frosted countess hesitated for a moment, and she sighed:

"Each rumored aristocratic family has its own secrets, and so is the Presto family. I didn’t want to disclose the secrets of the family blood, but I had to do it at the moment of life and death in this country. I hope Ancestors can forgive me."

After the speech, the countess reached out her hand, and in the eyes of the nobles, the black scales covered her arms. This scene caused many people to exclaim, and the Duke of Bauer's eyes widened and stood up subconsciously. body.

Feeling those weird eyes, the Countess Caterina smiled sadly. She looked at the incredulous Duke of Beval, and there was a bit of pain in her eyes. It was the pain despised by her lover. Put away his sleeves, without looking at Bovar, and said to the other nobles:

"The Presto family has been serving the Alliance since its birth, but my ancestors had an unimaginable adventure for humanity thousands of years ago when the empire was not divided. From that day on, the blood of the Black Dragon will flow in our bloodline... You should have heard of the existence of the Dragonborn, and I, I am one of them."

"The prehistoric family has maintained contact with the black dragon hidden from history. The world calls them evil, but the disaster of the black dragon originated from the king of the black dragon who betrayed the covenant of the dragon. And now, the king of the black dragon has already fallen... Recently, some exiled black dragons are asking for asylum, and the Presto family accepted them, and from them, I got an amazing news."

The eyes of the countess collided with the eyes of Matthias Shore:

"Master Sholl, I know that you have been secretly tracing the secrets of the Presto family. Today, I will share it. The black dragons were slaughtered... It was from the world of Draenor that they slaughtered them. Undead! Even the dragons can’t stop them. How can the human kingdom preserve its own existence under the undead peak?"

"And more importantly... the power of darkness has taken root inside Stormwind City, the rebellion of the wild west! The fall of Redridge Mountain! The disaster of the night town! All this, all this is not accidental!"

The countess closed her eyes. She recalled the news she had collected in the past. Finally, she chose a breakthrough point:

"There are undead forces in Stormwind City! And they are hidden between this city!"

"Wow"

This shattered news made all the nobles suddenly upset, and King Varian also showed a dull expression. Others watched the people around them alertly, even Master Master's thinking stopped for a moment, and sat On the side of Chaldean. Morgan's eyes flashed a fine awn, he could guess that the Countess said that the undead forces had other people, but he also immediately realized...the opportunity he had been waiting for came!

"Sister! Help me!"

Chaldeans' fingers touched the purple crystal dagger at his waist, and at his call, the sound that soaked into the darkness gave a short, harsh laugh:

"If you finally use my power, little cute, you finally realize that who is worth relying on... Benedictus has enjoyed Enzos' secret care for too long, but he did not do enough, he The days of rampant **** are over! I will expose him for you, but in return..."

"I will give you a grand ceremony!"

Chaldean gritted his teeth almost in his heart, and said the next moment, a strange and dark power emerged throughout the storm stronghold. Earl Beval, the most sensitive to energy, was almost subconsciously from behind. The bodyguard grabbed the long sword in his hand and protected the Countess Katrina and the king behind him, while Master Shoal was hidden in the darkness for the first time.

In front of them, there is the source of dark power... the archbishop with a brutal look... Benedict.

Tyrion had warned the Chaldeans that the archbishop hid the more terrible darkness underneath his appearance, and the Chaldean priest who held the evil blade Saratas could clearly feel that the archbishop was compassionate Under his appearance, there is a dark soul like him.

They are all believers of the ancient gods, but there are more than one ancient gods. There are also contradictions and fatal contradictions among those powerful dark creatures.

"You! Archbishop! You..."

Beval looked at the archbishop Benedictis, who was surrounded by strange and low shadow power in front of him, and the sincere paladin sparkled with pain and anger, surrounded by the dark forces that suddenly swarmed in. Tas subconsciously wanted to refute, but looking at the eyes of the people around him, he looked back at the panicked Chaldean priest trying to escape from the place. The archbishop, who had been hiding for decades, finally only sighed.

"Alas... an excellent younger generation."

Under the eyes of the public, the archbishop could no longer hide himself. The power of being stolen is essentially different from the power of his own. From the entanglement around him, the obedient purple hair that makes people scalp numb From the perspective of halo, even the first-level magician can see the extent of the shadow of the archbishop in front of him.

At this time, he was like a black hole, absorbing the light around him crazy.

At this time, the Archbishop’s empty energy in the body was like a water valve opened, and it could not be gathered at all. The superior power was affecting him. Benedicts felt this power in meditation countless times, but he It is clear that this is not the power given by his benefactor, but from the same rank as his master, but has never appeared in another ancient **** in history.

He was obscured, without a doubt, under unprepared circumstances, the strange ancient **** hidden him from the other side uncovered in front of his own people, even more terrible, he could not Refute, because this is him, the most real him, and the confusing whisper sounds in Benedictus ears, disturbing his thinking.

Under the double influence, the archbishop no longer hides his strength. He waved his hands, and the flesh and blood tentacles that erupted from the darkness swept everything around him. The nobles who were caught off guard were screaming like food. In the sound, it was eroded by the terrible power of the void.

"It shouldn't be now..."

The deep voice came from the purple halo like the shady curtain. Benedict, who had completely exploded in power, had lost his human form. He whispered: "It shouldn't be now, but...the kingdom of worshipping the false **** will It collapsed today, and it’s...not bad!"

"boom"

The archbishop, wrapped in flesh and blood, raised his hand, and the deep and obscure energy of the sky swept toward Bovar... toward the king behind him, Varian Wrynn!

"Humans will curl up behind the high wall and die, they will see no other way out!"

"In the sublimation of flesh and blood, you will understand why resistance is in vain...Everything will not be corroded, the undead and the devil...are the same!"

"Protect the King!"

The Paladin held up the shield, and the glow of the Holy Light shone on the surface of the shield. He blocked this shot of the Void, but he watched the nobles suffer heavy damage under the ravages of the power of the Void. The long sword infused with the Holy Light threw it out fiercely, severing a flesh tentacle that smashed towards the king, and between the filthy blood, Bishop Twilight's laughter resounded throughout the fortress.

"Why resist? Instead of devoting yourself to death and kneeling to me, the void will give you eternal life! If you see what I see, you will understand... there is no good, no evil, and no light. .. power! Only power! Only power!"

"boom"

Increasingly mad flesh and tentacles raged in the storm fortress like a wild monster. Even the stone steps on the top of the building were smashed. In the roar of the archbishop, the remaining people screamed tremblingly, the loyal royal The guard waved his weapon to the monster that could not be defeated, but died one by one in the raging power of flesh and blood.

"We serve the true master of this world! When their order comes, we will share his glory!"

"Wow"

A tentacle composed of pure shadow smashed hard against the Duke of Boval, who was guarding the king and the nobles. On this battlefield of flesh and blood, the Grand Duke shone with a scorching holy light, and it was difficult to smash the top of his head. The tentacles were severed, but the second tentacle followed, and in the counterattack of Bolvar's teeth, a black slender shadow suddenly came in front of him.

"Caterina..."

Bewar looked at the delicate countess in front of him, who looked at him with a complicated look, and then she turned back and raised her hand, the slender arm quickly turned into a brave and sharp dragon claw, ruthless Cruelly collided with the fleshy tentacles, and in the burning of the shadow flame wrapped in the dragon claws, the tentacles were burned out quickly.

"Black dragons, come and protect your master!"

At this moment, in the eyes of the storm city residents, more than 20 black dragons spread their wings from the noble area and flew to the top of the storm fortress. Under the call of their new queen, those adult black dragons arrogantly lifted the top of the storm fortress. Stones sprayed the scorching dragon breath on top of the more terrifying flesh and blood monsters in the hall, and the young dragons flapped their wings and fell in front of the nobles who had escaped the desperation. After a while, the black dragons carried the nobles who escaped from the dead Leaving the battlefield of flesh and blood.

Varian, holding the unconscious queen Tiffany, was sitting behind a magnetic black dragon, looking back at the Wang Ting that had been covered by the dragon's breath and the power of the void. The ugly flesh and tentacles even penetrated into the sky and shot down the black dragon who came to help This nightmarish scene filled the king's eyes with...despair.

This kingdom, this should be new, should be full of hope... he has no future.

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