Azeroth’s Death Track

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"boom"

In the warm Ironforge, the temporary governor of the Kazmodan district, Roglio, hit the table in front of him. He looked up and looked at the orc high-level death knight in front of him with a hazy look. A question squeezed out between the teeth.

"You told me that they ran away?"

"You told me that we were stuck in the cold ridge valley, like the hundreds of thousands of dwarfs thrown into the trap disappeared?"

"That's more than a hundred thousand people! That's not a hundred thousand mice! How could they disappear without a trace overnight?"

The questioned senior knight was a little nervous. In fact, this simple orc death knight felt like what he said was like a madman, but he had to say that in the face of angry Roglio, he used dry The voice said:

"Lord, we divided 30 high-level knights and kept watching the dwarves in the sentry post in the Coldridge Valley. Just yesterday afternoon, they strangely gathered in the Anweimar fortress, and the dwarves lined up. They entered the fort, but they didn't come out...until midnight, we felt something was wrong and ventured into the Anweimar fort..."

"But there are no more people there. Although it sounds crazy, they really disappeared out of thin air. Other knights can testify. This is not our negligence of duty. The dwarves must have used some means we did not know... "

"Have you checked the ground!"

The wrath of the undead came quickly and went fast. Soon, Roglio calmed down. He sat back in his chair again, rubbing his chin and thinking with his eyes closed. The high-level death knight had his own wisdom. In this event, they will not choose to hide.

Facing Roglio's inquiry, the high-level knight nodded:

"Yes, lord, we have searched every inch of the ground in the Anweimar fort, but we did not find the existence of the secret passage, but...in the deepest basement of the fort, there is energy we have never seen before. Remaining, the entourage's dark warlock guessed that the dwarves should have performed a ritual similar to opening the portal there, but the magic there was normal...this is also a place where we are puzzled."

"boom"

Just as the words of the high-level knight fell, the door of the governor's office was pushed open, and the crow in black leather armor walked into the office, shook his hand at the high-level knight, and the latter immediately left in a respectful manner.

"Found them."

The crow threw a vague magic mark on Roglio's table. The wall could see the direction of a strait, and there were many black spots on it.

"The coastline to the northwest of Kazmodan, that is a place that can't be reached in the normal way, but the dwarves are now there, and the third fleet of Kul Tiras cruising in the wetland has turned and is heading towards Go along that coast...so if you don’t plan to mobilize all military forces to stop the Kul Tiran people at sea, then we can’t keep these dwarves."

The legendary Raven Assassin grabbed the beautiful black feather on his head with his claws. He asked with some doubt:

"Have you figured out the reason? How did these dwarfs cross nearly a thousand kilometers overnight and appeared on the coastline?"

"They used some weird magic."

Roglio threw the fuzzy engraved mark on the table, tilted his legs up, put it on the edge of the table, leaned himself on the chair, rubbed his forehead, closed his eyes and said:

"A kind of magic we have never encountered before, mass transmission, hundreds of thousands of people, it is unimaginable... if this model can be used frequently, it will be a terrible threat for us, I intend to invite The great lich went to the Anweimar fortress in the Coldridge Valley to investigate on the ground, I hope he can give us an answer that reassures us."

"As for the dwarves... let them go."

Roglio grabbed a document on the table and turned to look at it:

"The security situation in Kazmodan district is not optimistic. I don’t want to have more than a hundred thousand thorns. Speaking of it, have you seen Tyrion? From yesterday afternoon to now, he seems to be missing... "

The crow shrugged, a hint of curiosity flashed in his black eyes:

"Your Majesty set off at midnight yesterday and went to Stranglethorn Vale. He said that he was going to fulfill an important commitment, and that I would also leave Ironforge, go to Arathi Highlands, and contact Ms. Nasa. .. I heard that she’s been mixing fish and water there recently. In short, it’s a pleasure working with you, Roger.”

"me too."

The governor of the Kazmodan district stood up, adjusted his clothes, and extended his hand towards the crow:

"Wish you a happy journey, friend, and see you next time on the battlefield!"

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"Well...this is not the same as the last time I came."

In the jungle of Stranglethorn, Tyrion, who was riding a skeleton warrior, frowned, looking at the extremely lush black vines growing on both sides of the road. Looking at the curved thorns on the surface of the vines, he probably guessed, What are these weird plants used for nourishment?

"Yes, the plants here seem more...more aggressive than before."

The **** mother walking side by side with Tylion on the tree-lined path also frowned, watching the denser jungle around her. As a top ranger, she could feel the eyes hidden in the darkness of the jungle, that kind of Full of aggressive eyes, some belong to beasts, but others come from disturbing plants.

In the forest controlled by the wither, the danger is far more than a beast.

"I hate this place!"

Blood mage Altem pushed the monocle on his face, throwing a group of corrosive blood arrows at random, and would hide in the grass beside him. The ugly and gritty young piranha was corroded cleanly, watching The twisted creature turned into a disgusting flesh in the struggle, and he turned to the blood mage Severn around him:

"The plants here are severely activated, their wisdom is low, but they are full of aggression and power that does not match the wisdom. No rational creature should enter here, but this is an alchemist's The real Feng Shui treasure, I want to transfer my laboratory here, the activated plants collected here will definitely be able to prepare amazing potions."

"Then you must first have a good relationship with the "master" here."

More and more legendary vampire-style blood mage Seven swayed his elaborate sleeves, and a long sword composed of blood appeared in his palm. The blood mage whispered:

"Alert! You guys, something is coming!"

"Booming"

The jigsaw-jumping sound rang in the jungle, accompanied by the violent shaking of the trees, it looked like something dangerous was approaching, the two blood mages were ready for battle, but after a while, they were familiar Screams rang in the forest.

"Aha! I caught you! Don't run!"

"Om"

A few seconds later, a group of black vampire bats flew out of the quiet forest and returned to the pedestrian in the blink of an eye. With the scream of the little black bat, the hooded dwarf vampire appeared, and She had a disheveled dress as if she had just finished a fight with a gorilla, and she was still holding a struggling crimson vine, which was filled with sharp barbs and looked like a greasy long Like a whip.

"Your Majesty, Mother, we have found those strongholds of Lin Jing."

Ella leaned over to salute the two big men. She said in a sharp voice of the gnome:

"The druids of the wither are also there. Myra is negotiating with them. It is said that their leader, a guy called the Harvest Wizard, went to fight the barbaric trolls, so we might have to wait for a while."

"Well, lead the way."

Tyrion just nodded, and Aurelia beside her looked curiously at the bright red vines in Ella's hand. She asked curiously:

"Dwarf devil head, what is in your hand?"

Hearing this problem, Ira was struggling to raise the disobedient dark red vines around her waist and raised her head, showing a sweet smile to the blood maid:

"This is my booty. I found it in the garden cultivated by the forest spirits. You see, it is tough and rare, like a perfect whip. In our dwarf legend about vampires, those vampires They all have their own whip, which is cool!"

"Oh? Sounds really good."

The **** mother tickled her finger towards Ella:

"Come, give it to me and show me."

Ella shook her wrist, trying to tame the dark red vines in her hand, but the strange plant with her own life was against her, frantically trying to pierce her skin with a spike until it fell into Aurelia's hand Here, the blood maid rudely injected her power between the unruly vines. After a while, the vines accustomed to the juice became shrivelled, but they also obeyed.

"Uh"

Aurelia waved her hand, the roaring shadow rolled like a long snake on the branches of the road, the blood of the mother's wrists flipped over, and a parrot that had been drained of blood fell on Ella's feet.

"Om"

The blood-red vines were obediently rolled together, and then Aurelia was placed in the horse's pocket. She looked at Ella and nodded with satisfaction:

"This whip is good. I like it. It belongs to me."

"Do not!"

The dwarf vampire screamed with annoyance, she grabbed her little head and complained:

"That was a long time before I stole it from Lin Jing's garden! You can't just take it away!"

"Well, little Ella."

Aurelia smiled and said to the gnome vampire:

"You can steal the first root, you can definitely steal the second root, so, in exchange, when you have your own whip, I will teach you how to use it, as you know, this weapon is not professionally trained It’s very difficult to use, now... don’t complain, little ghost head, take us to Lin Jing’s camp."

So in the screams of the gnome and the laughter of others, the group set off again... well, in fact, it didn’t take long. After a few minutes, they bypassed the labyrinth of weird trees, in a quiet place. In the valley, Tyrion saw the tree fortress carefully built by the forest spirits.

If you don’t mind Lin Jing’s fierce and brutal revenge on the nature-damaging guys, this tree-made three-story fortress is definitely the most beautiful building you can imagine. It’s like a fantasy story where the elves live. Like homes, flowers and grass bloom among the trees, and between the vines linked by the three-tier fortress, flexible forest spirits jump from one to the other.

And behind the fortress, there is the big garden that Ella said...it was really a huge garden, it was like a living plant encyclopedia, Alchemist Altum was almost immediately attracted by the garden, The place full of various rare plants seemed to him like heaven.

The beautiful vines hang like curtains around the fortress, and there are even wind chimes made of plants. In this fortress, Tyrion also saw some night elves wearing wooden armor or vine robes. Obviously, the wither is big Patriarch Mojana’s mission in Mount Hyjal went smoothly. She already had her first followers among her compatriots.

"It's beautiful here, I like it very much."

Aurelia stroked the delicate wooden carving in front of her eyes and whispered to Tyrion:

"Maybe after a while, I should take the kids here for a long vacation."

And Tyrion’s attention was attracted by something else, that is some Lin Jing patrolling on the giant Jing Jing beast, it seems that these plant life have their own professional soldiers, and from their temperament, Obviously the real warrior who has seen blood.

"That's a good idea, because it's safe here..."

The King of Dark Blades smiled. He followed his wife to tour the fortress, but soon, Tyrion found some strange things, for example, at the bottom of the fortress, there were some trolls. .. These creatures that should be hostile to Lin Jing now look like the night elf druids, sincerely taking care of the plants around them.

"incredible."

Tyrion moved his wrists and looked at the working trolls: "How did they persuade these stubborn eaters? Look at them, and they look no different from those elf druids."

"Friend, don't make such a fuss, they are seeded in their bodies... Lin Jing treats them cruelly, but... this is what they deserve!"

A strange and hoarse voice sounded not far behind the Tyrion couple. Aurelia's hand was immediately placed on the dagger in the waist, but it was stopped by Tyrion. The King of Dark Blade turned his head and looked into it. The place is a strange troll.

The expression on his face was not as peaceful as other trolls. On the contrary, it was full of sorrow and cunning. Although the dark eyes were chaotic, there was a twisted desire in him. He was wearing a dirty look. The robe, saying that it was already lifted, it was more like a rag hanging on the thin ribs of the ribs, and on the troll's waist, there was a row of bottles of different colors, filled with A strange liquid.

"Oh, oh wait, seeing friends can't wear it so casually, Zangel is really confused."

When the troll saw Tyrion looking at him, he became agitated and a little shy. He tried to cover his bad appearance, but this kind of panic made him very funny, and finally, realizing that his image was bad Afterwards, the weird troll turned around dejectedly.

"Ah, my new friends hate Zangir. As before, Zangir has no friends."

"Hey, wait."

Just as the weird troll was about to leave, Tyrion shouted at him, and beside Tyrion, Aurelia clenched Tyrion's arm, and she could feel that the troll was very strange in front of her , It doesn’t look like a normal person, and it’s a little dangerous.

But Tyrion gave Aurelia a reassuring smile, and then stepped forward, with a calm smile, reaching out towards the troll:

"Zangel, the exile, do you want to be my friend?"

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