Azeroth’s Death Track

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"No, no!"

A hoarse roar sounded in a remote corner of Silvermoon City. In a dark alley of the business district, the bodies of a dozen high elf guards who patrolled the city lay in the alley. The blood should be splattered. There was no drop of blood on the battlefield. On the other hand, those corpses, under the armor, were all thin bones, and the blood of the whole body was sucked away in an instant.

And among these corpses, stood a figure in a **** cloak, he looked a little irritable, and under the robe, there were a pair of young hands, crystal and full skin, like a beautiful elf should have It looks like the top of the ten fingers, but they all have curved nails. In the dim light, the dagger-like nails shine with metal-like luster.

Dalkan Derashir looked at his own hands, which were the same as the hands of art, tore the throats of at least 300 people, and there was no one living thing in the forbidden prison where all the prisoners and The guards became the first sacrifice of blood madness in Dalkansa's career.

After he recovered his senses, he put on a new set of clothes and wandered out in the shadow of Silver Moon City. He resumed his young posture nearly a thousand years ago, and his body was full of venting energy. In the past In an hour, he freely enjoyed his new life, killed a lot of people, and enjoyed the pure body of many young and beautiful elf girls. The long-lost passion really made him miss...

But how can the satisfaction of the flesh be comparable to the pleasure of the soul that comes with every blood draw?

However, after all, Darkan was a powerful Archmage. He soon awakened from the psychedelic power of the newborn. He was like a rigorous scholar, and he began to try to control his new power, but in After three and five trials, Darkan found a fact that made him very lost.

The power of blood is very strong. It can be said that the strength exceeds Dalkan’s expectations, immortality, rejuvenation, blood shaping and blood magic, all of which make him obsessed, but the biggest problem is that he saw it with his own eyes. After the power possessed by the mother of blood, the power of blood, which is increasing with the number of blood draws, is completely unable to satisfy the greed released by Darkan...

"The difference is too big..."

Darkan's fingernails were slowly retracted. He clenched his fists and hit a fist on the wall next to him. A clear fist print appeared, representing Darhan's inner anxiety. He recalled the night 4 days ago , The mother of blood suspended in the blood moon swept all the power, he gritted his teeth and said to himself:

"That's what I want...blood! It must be caused by blood...Yes, Aurelia's blood of Sahrain comes from the King of Dark Blades, which is the bloodline of the ancestors of Sahrain known so far , Yes... it must be because of this!"

"The dark blade king’s blood hides a secret that I haven’t discovered yet, and that secret makes me stronger... as strong as the blood mother’s complete body, no... it’s more photographic than that. Human power!"

"I want to get it!"

"Hehehe, I will definitely get it!"

Darkan gave a low laughter. He looked back at the corpse behind him, and the urge to draw blood reverberated in his bones again, but this time, Darkan's eyes were very calm, and his figure was strangely transformed into a group of bloodsuckers. The bat disappeared into the dark alley, and began to look for the next victim.

The blood lords took months to master the blood shaping, and Darkan thoroughly explored it within an hour after the transformation. It can only be said that the true Xueba is so capricious.

A moment later, in an alley of Silver Moon City’s harbour, a female officer in armor was comatose in a strange attack, and fell helplessly into Darkan’s arms. Salin did not immediately **** her blood, Instead, he licked the blood-red lips, and after the sharp fangs were revealed, he gently kissed the female officer's neck.

"Well, it's time to try the blood transformation...you are selected, my first heir."

While Daerkan was waiting for his blood servant to wake up, there was a burst of noisy noises outside this quiet port, and even caused Daerkan's attention. Salin quietly leaned out of the alley. , I saw a fleet of chaotic and icy cold air approaching near the pier not far away.

The blood of Sarin gave Darkan super sense and vision, allowing him to see the shadows on the fleet more clearly than those high elves, he could clearly see the tall figure standing on the ship, that It was the deceased covered with frost. The unclear breath, the cold temperature of death, made Darkan's eyes wide open in an instant.

"Darkblade Undead?"

"No! Not a dark blade... This feeling, like a puppet... a puppet that manipulates the soul, from the north..."

Darkan’s superb wisdom immediately reminded him of a terrible truth. It’s been 4 days since Aurelia was captured, but Southern Blade’s Dark Blade Undead didn’t have any abnormal behavior, and in this Quel'Thalas All the military power was transferred to the southern forest, but an undead from the north was easily knocked off...like a deadly blade flying from outside, it penetrated into Quel'Thalas' most fragile heart.

"He has acted! Terion... the undead in the north, ah... voila, Anastalian and the entire Quel'Thalas are counted!"

Dalkan's blood-red eyes turned quietly and Quel'Thanas, on the island of Quel'Danas looking across the sea, looking at the huge building enveloped in the golden magic halo, the Sunwell, The most important gem of Quel'Thalas.

There was something he needed... and Dalkan was still planning how to mix it in, but the present gift from the sky gave him a near-perfect opportunity.

At the moment when Darkan discovered that the undead in the north had entered Quel'Thalas’ territorial waters, in the sun-dyeing court of Silvermoon City, Sun King Anastarian also received news from the Yangfan Port Garrison, and Darkan could Anastalian can also discover things discovered.

"boom"

This urgent report was shot on the table by Sun King. He clenched his fists in a somber face:

"Let the Firewing Legion send our soldiers back as quickly as possible. Before this unknown undead can get close to Silvermoon City and Sunwell, the fleet at Yangfan Port must stop them!"

"Under the enchantment of Bantirenol, these undeads will not be so easy..."

"boom"

The Sun King's words were not finished yet. A loud noise broke out southeast of the Silver Moon City. The Sun King's face changed dramatically. He hurriedly walked out of the palace. On the stairs of the Sun King's Court, he looked southeast, under the sun, In the sky, a giant magic storm is waving in the southeast sky in a crazy gesture, just like the night when the orc invasion invaded the enchantment by Tyrion.

A node was destroyed, and the Bentirenol enchantment that enveloped Quel'Thalas was cut off because of magic, and it quickly entered a state of rapid decline, almost at the same moment when the enchantment broke open, above the Silver Moon City. In the sky, thousands of meters above the clouds that have exceeded the limit of the height of the magic detection, huge frosty bone dragons covered with endless frost roared apart the clouds and quickly landed towards the Silver Moon City. .

That's not the end...that's a group!

Between the dense and dense, like a chaotic bee colony disturbed, but that is not a bug that can be pinched to death, but the bones of the powerful dragon that were awakened after death, on the bones covered with frost, also Carrying the tall Vrykul Undead... Along with the skeleton dragons that descended on the Silver Moon City, there was a huge, cold, ruthless will.

Belonging to the will of the Lich King, after several years of dormancy, it finally showed its own fangs, deadly fangs, in the civilized world for the first time!

"Quickly repair the enchantment! At all costs!"

The stone railing in the hands of the Sun King shattered between the magical surges, and the low sound of the Sun King aroused the royal mages in the royal court.

The high elves are not good forgotten creatures. In fact, after the Boundary Noel enchantment was destroyed once in the Orc Wars, the Sun King ordered the most wise wizards of Quel'Thalas to join together and use the collective Wisdom improves the ancient way of enchantment, they are not willing to fall twice on the same stone.

But the Bentirenoir enchantment enveloped the entire Quel'Thalas, and the internal source of magic turned into a very complex group. The improvement of the wizards took a long time. At this time, the effect of the enchantment suppression in the entire country is declining. A manifestation of this improvement, this time after the enchantment stone was destroyed, the enchantment did not dissipate immediately, but left the mage with time to repair.

"Immediately connect the enchantment energy of Quel'Danas Island to the solar well! Use the magic of the solar well to recharge the entire Bentirenol enchantment! The enchantment cannot be lost!"

The command of the Sun King was clearly transmitted to the headquarters of the elite legions guarding the Sunwell under the effect of magic power. However, while the golden mana light began to replace the magic power supply of this blue earth, the enchantment was running. Two loud noises also sounded almost simultaneously.

Anastarian stared at the second magic vortex in the southeast sky, his teeth clenched at this moment.

The fall of one enchantment stone can be said to be an accident, but the two enchantment stones were defeated in a short period of time, which is completely a premeditated attack, and the attacker must be well aware of Quel'Thalas' top secret , That is, the specific location of those enchantment stones, but that is the secret that only the Sun King inherited from generation to generation!

"That's too late!"

Anastarian was a skilled magician. In his eyes, the golden line of energy stretched from Quel'Danas to the sky of half a silver moon city, and the fragmentary airspace that shrouded the country. After that, because of the breakage of the node, it could not continue to extend forward, which represents that Quel'Thalas' most critical moment has arrived.

After losing their magical power to completely suppress the enemy, the soldiers of Quel'Thalas can only use fierce sacrifices to confront the suddenly appearing opponents.

"Wow"

The ice bone dragon above the Silver Moon City raised his head frantically, and spattered the deadly frost on the majestic Silver Moon City, and those who died on the ground were mad with ancient and huge weapons. , The crazy destruction of the lives of the elves who are difficult to resist their brute force, and more frightening is that every slain elf will be controlled by the cold will over the Quel'Thalas for a short time. The inner resurrection is the undead.

Soon, in front of the first group of high elves soldiers returning from the front through the portal, in the city destroyed by death, among the frost-covered ruins, the large tombs on the edge of the city were excavated, plus the deaths Or, a silent army of undead has formed.

"We must stay here! We must..."

At the entrance to the Silver Moon City block, the shouting of the city guard chief who escorted the panicked civilians before fleeing, the ground under his feet began to crack quickly, and the ground fell like a earthquake. In the middle, a huge, 5-meter-high, like a giant purple beetle, the grim body was covered with heavy frost, monsters with sturdy limbs like siege hammers hit the ground and appeared in a chaotic city.

Under the thick layers of **** armor, between those twinkling eyes that gleamed with pale light, its sharp claw-like front claws briefly charged, between a domineering sweep, between its eyes and its side The erected, thick silver moon city wall, like a piece of paper, was easily destroyed in the terrible vibration and blasting sound.

Controlling the endless frost and dust, in the same situation as the end, this terrifying big bug walks forward, those elves stepped on their feet by their huge bodies, even the howling sound can not be heard, they will be The tremendous unparalleled power was crushed into a terrible and disgusting meat emulsion.

This tens of tons, but it has the agile monsters that hunters should be, that is, the crypt lord...the leader of the spider-like undead, and the most powerful fighting force under the Lich King...Anu Barak, the king of the crypts!

"Weak life...I must obey the will of the Lich King..."

The voice of the Crypt Lord is invisible and immaterial, full of helplessness of death and contempt for the weak, but in its ruthless trampling, Silver Moon City, the most magnificent magic city in northern Xinjiang, has irresistibly fallen into the most desperate Is struggling.

Their king has been guarding against the undead in the south, but now, they are struggling to survive under the trample of the undead in the north. It is really... ironic...

At the same time, within the repressive enchantment of the Golden Halo charge in the Sunwell, a figure in a black cloak was looking up at the Silver Moon City on the stairs, the moon-shaped buzzing demon carried from his hand From the point of view of the blade, this seems to be the least figure that should appear here... And beside him, the guards of the loyal Sunwell have fallen helplessly into their own pool of blood.

"The empire began to collapse, and death was marching...Look, it will end everything..."

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