Azeroth’s Death Track

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In the dark night, no one knows what kind of disaster is happening, and when people indulge in peace, silent bullets always cross the sky where they can’t see, blood, death, these cold In fact, the word has never been far away from this world, but if you don’t want to see people with blindfolds, then you will definitely not see it.

Just like Darkan’s death, this political prisoner died silently, dying in his own cage, like a sad mouse that fought against fate with his life. His death was just the strange twists and turns of Quel'Thalas. A very unremarkable part of politics...at least on the surface it looks like this.

"I know, take care of the follow-up..."

After hearing about the reports of the deaths of Dalkan, the Sun King, who was busy adjusting the defense of the national army, just coldly commanded and stopped caring. It seemed that the heard death was as meaningless as today’s breakfast arrangement. .

The meaning of the king is already obvious. Dalkan’s death should be as quiet as his birth, so the Phoenix guards who had been ordered followed the law-breaker to the mana cage that has not been opened. In the cell.

Darkan’s death was terrible. Fate seemed unwilling to let this traitor go. After his death, the blood in his body covered the entire prison cage along the wound, and the weak, thin, corpse covered with blood, In a stiff posture, he lay on his back in the pool of blood, and the blood stained the entire ground, so that the fine lines carved on the ground with nails were not noticed by the guards... and this is the beginning of the tragedy.

"Open it!"

The Phoenix Guardian took a step back, and behind him, the jailer picked up the special key to the cage, and stepped forward. The door of the mana cage in front of him was opened in the subtle bounce of the suppressed blue magic in the entire forbidden prison. And at this moment, a clear sound came from the prison cage, and the jailer lowered his head, and saw a fragment of a purple soul stone, beating in the pool of blood.

At this moment when the man-made forbidden area and the magic power of the outside world are connected in this narrow side, at the moment when the small soul stone that was inserted into the crack of the door of the cell by Darkan was crushed, the psychic circle covered by blood pool Started in an instant, accompanied by a purple, unknown light shrouded in the prison cage, the Phoenix Guardian immediately stepped forward, stab the Phoenix Epee in his hand fiercely to the strangely active corpse in front of him.

"Click"

The pierced, thick and sharp blade was pinched by a dry palm between the thick blood, and the sharp blade cut the skin, but there was no trace of blood flowing out, and With the soul of Dalkan's dead body slowly returning, the blood covering his body belonged to him, and the already cold blood quickly returned to his old body in a strange power jump.

"Well"

Darkan uttered the first whimper of the dead. He struggled and stumbled in the cage to avoid the sharp attacks from the three spell breakers and a Phoenix guardian in front of him. It was probably that his spirit had not been able to adapt to the state of the dead. It was too hard to dodge, but just a moment later, his body was stabbed out of a dozen wounds with a sharp blade.

The blood that became cold dripped on the ground, and soon, in the waving of the blade and the cry of the guard, the blood covered the entire small battlefield, and the dead and resurrected Darkan was also cut by the blade. In the pain, he regained his sanity little by little.

His left leg was cut off, and the bones of his left arm were exposed from the wound. He was kicked by the Phoenix Guardian at the center of the mouth. The whole person rolled on the ground, and finally fell into a state of embarrassment on the barrier of the prison cage, the old The face was full of disgusting blood stains, and those green eyes had turned into blood-red eyes.

"monster!"

The Phoenix Guardian glanced at Dalkan with his head down in disgust. He strode forward and lifted his heavy sword to cut off the monster's head. At this moment, Dalkan's head suddenly lifted up. In the blood-red eyes, there is an undisguised malicious...

"Oh huh... you are bloodied..."

"Wow"

The moment Daerkan sensed his manipulation of the blood, all the blood stained on the dark battlefield blasted towards the four unprotected soldiers in an instant, whistling, piercing the air, just like It's like a **** arrow.

"Puff puff"

The three Spellbreakers joined forces to support the enchanted enchantment, which should have resisted all attacks of magic enchantment, but did not play any role in the beating of the Scarlet Arrow, and their skin exposed outside the armor was sharpened. The blood arrows penetrated, and at the moment they fell, the Phoenix Guardian shouted to cut off the sword, aiming directly at Darkan's neck.

"clang"

A heavy collision sounded, and the sharp blade was chopped on the blood-red light shield, as if it were cut on the strongest tower shield. The old Darkan stood up weakly, his blood-red eyes staring. Looking at the Phoenix Guardian with a full-face helmet in front of him, an evil smile appeared in the corner of his mouth. With the beating of his fingers, the blood belonging to him returned to his body, and the blood that did not belong to him...

In the shocking gaze of the Phoenix Guardian, after sucking the blood of three seriously wounded spellbreakers in an instant, Dalkan's old appearance quickly recovered and his white long hair became gray, left leg and arm The wounds on the whole were recovered, and after a weird moan, the newly born Salin, the first blood elf who did not belong to the blood of Tyrion, the former Silvermoon Council Darkan de la Hill with a trace of satisfaction, Bounce your fingers.

"Snapped"

At the same time as the crisp ringing of the fingers, four sinister blood snakes roared from around his body and hit the Phoenix Guardian in front of him. At the moment of his disturbed hands and feet, Dalkan's figure disappeared strangely in place, waiting for him When he reappeared, he was quietly attached to the back of the Phoenix Guardian, and his hands on the shoulder of the Guardian turned into a terrible...like monster, **** claw.

"I am thirsty...I am hungry..."

"Give delicious blood... to me..."

"what!!!"

After a quick, fearful roar, the dark mana cage returned to silence again...

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The transformation of Salin followed the same principle as the death knight's enlistment, that is, the stronger the strength during the lifetime, the stronger the power that can be controlled after the transformation. A high-level magi in Myra, after becoming Salin, directly broke through the power limitation , Has become a **** lord who makes people frightened.

Dalkan, who was Quel'Thalas's top archmage during his lifetime, after self-transformation, after a little bit of enlightened blood power in the blood madness that followed, this conspirator will be in Silvermoon City What kind of turmoil is going on, nobody can imagine the truth...

But seriously, the Sun King may not be able to wait for the day when he meets Darkan again, because now, while he is also focusing his attention on the retaliatory action that the Dark Edge Legion in South Xinjiang may initiate at any time, in Quel'Thalas is empty to the extreme north... New powers, powers they have never seen, have quietly appeared.

The almost infinite will of the Lich King shrouded the icy North Sea. Millions of voices echoed in his mind. That was the voices of all the undead that obeyed him. In the infinite expansion of the great devil, these voices Both the desires and demands can be sensed by the Lich King, plus the blessings of the two evil artifacts that fell with him to Azeroth, allowing him to have no entity, such as his arms, perfect control. All the undead under his command.

In Ner'zhul's Undead Scourge, casual and secret small actions like the Legion of the Dark Blade are impossible to appear...The Undead Scourge is said to be the Undead Army, but it is actually more like a group of people who are completely controlled by the will of the Lich King. Puppets...The Lich King ordered them to do what they would do, and they would devote themselves wholeheartedly, and their will could not resist! Because of their souls, they were held in the hands of the Lich King.

Frostmourne, maybe you have heard the name of this sword, but believe me, that is not a blessing...that is a curse.

In the ancient stars, the demons of Nasrezim cast two magic blades, and they poured the power of the dreadlord into these two very different weapons. The ancestors of the dreadlord held two magic blades In an age when the Dark Titan has not yet appeared, countless waves of killing and fear have been set off among the stars.

The recalcitrant magic blade apocalypse destroys all strong enemies for them, and the soul-eating blade frost sorrow, in the ruins of the apocalypse, builds an endless army for its master.

The apocalypse fell into Tyrion’s hands, it had been eager to become stronger, and then met its brother again... and now, this magic blade fantasy is about to become a reality, because it is about to see the long-awaited "brother "...Just like Tyraine holding the Apocalypse to establish the Dark Blade Knights, Frostmourne also established the Undead Scourge for its current owner, the Lich King Ner'zhul.

But unlike the brutal power of the apocalypse, Frostmourne does not disobey his master, and the process of establishing the undead natural disaster is much faster than the apocalypse, because this magic sword has characteristics that another apocalypse does not have, that It is the real "soul eater". As long as there is a soul, any creature chopped by Frostmourne will be swallowed by Frostmourne while the body is injured. Once the soul fragments enter Frostmourne, it means This soul will completely fall into the hands of the Lich King.

Even more frightening is the capacity of Frostmourne's inner soul...almost unlimited.

But this does not mean that Frostmourne is stronger. In fact, the two swords forged by Nasrezm have different uses. The Apocalypse is more suitable for the strong to hold, and it will launch endless slaughter on the battlefield. Sorrow is the weapon of the wise, it is more like a strategic weapon.

"I can already see Quel'Thalas..."

The hollow sound of the Lich King rang in the North Sea, which was always covered with frost and mist. At the end of the mist, in the cold sea and the warmer water of Quel'Thalas, the boats were covered with barnacles and algae. , The tattered Vrykul warship is floating silently on the sea, this is the undead Vrykul people from Storm Bay.

These tall humanoids have tremendous power and destructive power that humans can't imagine. Even after their resurrection, their violent nature has not changed at all, and death has given them a stronger body. Now, they will act as The striker of the Undead Scourge killed the unguarded Quel'Thalas for the Lich King.

And this fleet is also the largest fleet that the Lich King can put together in Northern Xinjiang. Seriously, in the eyes of naval warfare experts like Dai Lin, this fleet has no deterrent force at all, and many of these ships are It is a sunken ship salvaged from the bottom of the icy sea. It has no defense at all, and the Lich King did not waste time to repair them.

The fleet is not its weapon at all. The only role of these ships is to cast the terrifying ground troops of the undead to the coast of Quel'Thalas, and that's all, so every tattered ship is full With the necrotic Vrykul, these hundreds of ships hidden in the mist can transport tens of thousands of warriors for the Lich King at once.

But this is simply not enough...The Lich King is very clear, so the Vrykul is only a small part of the power of landing, more power, hidden above the high sky and the icy water...

He didn’t even think about capturing the entire Quel'Thalas at once. The strategic goal this time was simple. It was enough to capture the defending island of Quel'Danas and occupy the Sunwell. And with the beginning of the war, the army of the Lich King will only increase... Ner'zhul does not have the "quirk" like Tyrion, he treats all dead bodies equally, regardless of whether they were soldiers or Civilians, undead, and natural disasters welcome them.

Therefore, we can say that the Undead Scourge is another version of the bottomless version, which has completely released all restrictions and has a member loyalty of +100%.

It looks like an upgraded version in all ways... but in Tyraine's mind, the "peer" of Dark Blade is actually his relegated version.

"Tikdios...I am waiting..."

The voice of the Lich King sounded in the mind of the dreadlord who had infiltrated Quel'Thalas. Its legion also stopped on the North Sea and was not advancing. This place is located away from the island of Quel'Danas carrying the Sunwell There are hundreds of kilometers of straight-line distance, which seems a little far away, but to be honest, this distance is enough for tireless undead.

Once the signal is received, it takes less than 10 minutes, and this frost-casted pioneer of the undead in the north will set foot on the land belonging to them in the endless fear of the high elves.

"It will be fine soon..."

Nasrezim’s first lord flicked his claws, and his body appeared like a phantom on the top of the enchanted rune stone stele hidden on the coastline. It stared at the barracks not far away with his hazy eyes. Where is there a fortitude? Yes, the wizard tower is full of elves. Obviously, these garrisons are to defend the rune stones here, although they may not know this themselves.

"Hey, hey... Elves, your peace time is over..."

In the ridiculous ridicule, the figure of Tikdios slowly disappeared into the darkness. The first lord was powerful enough to be comparable to the most powerful warriors of Azeroth at this time, but for it, The massacre of civilians and ordinary soldiers is also a treat...

Adding fuel to the fire, destroying hope, confusing the mind, assassinating the hostages, setting off the slaughter, and spreading the disease, these are the things that the dreadlords of the natural haze like to do, all are some indecent acts that are unreasonable, but what about How about it?

Please, is it the head demon... or the most cunning and somber Nasrezm among the demons, do you really think that such a guy will be troubled by the so-called sense of honor?

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