Azeroth’s Death Track

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"This! What the **** is going on?"

Tick ​​Dios's angry voice echoed through the ruined Sunwell ruins. In front of the Demon King, the majestic Sunwell complex left only a ruin burned by the fire, and among the ruins, a tree The ignited giant tree is burning flamingly. From its volume, it must be completely burned. It is estimated that it will take several days.

But this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that after the Dreadlord has strenuously destroyed many enchanted rune stones, he saw that the Scourge has occupied most of the Silver Moon City. It thinks that the winning ticket is in hand, but when he arrives at Quel'dan When he was on Nas Island, he seemed to have been struck by a hammer. The ruins of the Sunwell, which had no magic reaction in front of him, almost gave it a message:

The most valuable loot of Quel'Thalas, the most important result of the raid, was destroyed.

It was the errand that he snatched from the fear dreadlord under his command, and it also promised others that he would take down the Sunwell. It also intended to use a big victory to deter the strange fellow, but now, all this has failed. . Tichondrius could almost imagine that after the news of the failure returned to Northland, it would be laughed at by those cunning compatriots, and even the repressed Casanatir would take the opportunity to make trouble.

How does this make Tikdios not angry?

He turned his head and stared at the quiet Vrykul general standing behind him with his eyes.

"Ner'zhul, what the **** is going on?"

The heavily armed Vrykul general opened his eyes, and there was only one silence in those gray eyes. Obviously, this was a carrier, a temporary carrier that carried the will of the Lich King, and faced the fear of anger The first lord of the demon king, the lich king is not panic, he looked at the burning ruins in front of him, he said softly:

"Obviously, in this raid war, there are third parties that we have not discovered... Judging from this method, it should be Kalimdor, who has been watching the night war in the North Xinjiang.... Plants that can destroy the Sunwell in one go. In this world, only they can take them out. Maybe, the seeds of a powerful plant called the world tree?"

"Of course, this is just my guess. After all, I haven’t seen the tree of the world with my own eyes, but the wreckage of the world tree in the grizzly hills... Tikdios, you’ve seen it with your own eyes. The breath from the plant is almost exactly the same as that thing."

"Kadore?"

Tike Dios narrowed his eyes, grasping his chin with sharp claws, and said softly:

"Kadore and the high elves do have a bone contradiction. The invasion of the legion 10,000 years ago was also terminated by them. Speaking of vigilance against demons, no one in this world is stronger than them. The forest of monkeys There are indeed enough reasons and capabilities to do this, but... this reason is not sufficient. The connection between the Legion and the Scourge has not been revealed. How do the elves know?"

"Tikdios, have you forgotten?"

The Lich King's will bearer reminds softly:

"There is a prophet in this world, and his relationship with the Legion... is complicated..."

"Villen?"

The paws of the first lord of Nasrezm moved, and he was busy busy with Quel'Thalas recently. It actually forgot that this person, who is very important for Azeroth and the Burning Legion, was a prophet of the draenei The ability to predict has been fully demonstrated in the past 25,000 years of flight. The fraudster dispatched a whole legion, and the best hunter, Targas, was commanded to hunt these exiles among the stars.

But every time, every time Velen can predict the action of the Legion in advance, which will allow his people to escape in an almost impossible situation. Now, he took the draenei to settle in Azeroth, once the Legion Invading this world, then Velen must be able to "see" it.

"Where is that prophet?"

Tick ​​Dios asked in a low voice, the carrier of the Lich King's will replied:

"He was secretly left the Borean Tundra at the invitation of the human emperor a few days ago. No one knows where he went, like no one knows where the human emperor went, but I doubt they should be looking for this The world’s most powerful civilization, the night elves of Kalimdor, seeks support. This time Quel'Thalas’s move to get rid of the flames is probably because the Kadore Elves who have been out of the war finally made up their minds."

With that said, the Lich King said to Tikdios with a dissatisfied tone:

"You are too immersed in the intrigue between you and your kin, first lord, the collection of world intelligence has been done under my supervision recently, please don’t forget the purpose of the fraudster sending us to this world, you also Don’t want to let him down, right?"

"Ha ha"

Faced with this faint dissatisfaction question, Tikdios sneered:

"It's not up to you to manage this round. Ner'zhul, recognize your identity. You are just a chess piece that will be sacrificed when necessary, and whether to sacrifice your decision is in my hands!"

"I am only worried about the cause of the Legion."

Ner'zhul seemed to have softened his voice, and his voice became weaker. He whispered:

"I have sent the crypt lord into the ruins to see that the magic node under the sun well connected to the earth has not been destroyed. It is only absorbed by the seeds thrown by Cadore and it can be restored after a long time. , But it may take a hundred years or even a thousand years to remember the time, and for us eager to open the portal, this place has no meaning, so first lord, where should we go next?"

"Where can I go?"

Tick ​​Dios waved his paw impatiently:

"In addition to the Sunwell, the entire northern frontier has only the human city of Dalaran. After dealing with the matter here, let your soldiers go all the way south, and the landing operation on the frontier of the human empire can also start. Now...Since Cardore has reached out to this war, it means that there is not much time left for us. After capturing Dalaran, my brothers and I will immediately open the portal ."

"The draenei in the Borean Tundra? Are you going to separate them to deal with them too?"

The Lich King asked again, and the Demon King rubbed his chin, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes:

"No, let them stay there, and don't go there. After Archimonde has occupied the world, the fraudster may be happy to come here in person and recount his old friends with him."

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"You saw it, you saw the incompetence of Tikdios!"

At a secret location in the hinterland of northern Xinjiang, Casanathil sat in the dark, playing with a dark scepter in his sharp claws, and the sides of the scepter were decorated with decay similar to Nasrems The pendant of the wings has a dark eyeball in the center. Between the waving of the scepter, there is a weak crack in the surrounding space, which represents the ultimate tearing ability of the scepter for the space.

The Scepter of Sargeras, an evil weapon used by the Legion to break through world barriers and open large portals. After several twists and turns, it fell into the Legion's hands again.

Cassanatier, the once fearful Lord Lord made several coughs from time to time, and his breath was not stable all around. Obviously, he was injured.

This is a matter of reason... Stealing important items from the difficult base of the dark bladed undead, if it is unharmed, it should be suspected.

"My brothers, these ten-in-one stable things were actually messed up by Tikdios, the Sunwell was destroyed, and the great victory we planned with endless effort was destroyed. I believe that if we let Anyone who does it, even the stupid Marganis or the weakest Desailock, will not be the result."

"What do you guys say?"

Faced with the question of this former first lord, the other dreadlords hidden in the darkness were silent, but this silence itself represented their opinions.

Finally, the former companion of Casanathir, the devil Bernholler stood up and said:

"What do you want to say? Casanatier, let's just say it, let us listen to your opinion."

"Opinions? Haha, what can I say?"

There was a strong distrust in Casanathir’s voice:

"I am honest with you and told you all my plans. I even took the initiative to take the task that may kill me. I brought back the scepter in my life, but you, how did you return me? Companion Guys, you sold my plan to Tikdios and let that idiot completely ruin my plan... You disappointed me."

"In my time, such a poor subordinate, but will be taken to feed the two fierce hounds of the Dark Titan."

"That was forced by the situation. Tikdios controlled the Lich King and his Necromancer, and the **** orc was his loyal dogleg, and the sword, Frostmourne, you have also seen It is, if the two sides are confronting head-on, we have no chance of winning.

Dreadlord Varimathras replied somewhat unwillingly:

"Trust me, Casanathil, nobody wants things to happen like this."

"You are afraid of Frostmourne? Stupid!"

Casanatil waved disdainfully, and he looked at Bernholler:

"Why? Old friend, haven't you told that secret to our juniors?"

Bernholler shrugged:

"That's not a secret they should know, but that is Nasrezm's most ancient heritage..."

"I said, tell them!"

Casanatier gave a roar, and the sharp and low voice echoed through the dark space. The momentum mixed with anger and haze made the devil Bain Holler step back subconsciously and let others The fear demon is still like a chill, everything seems to be back to the era when hundreds of years ago, when the concealer was in charge of everything.

The devil Bain Holler coughed slightly, turned around, and said to the other dreadlords:

"Frost Sorrow and Apocalypse can't hurt Nasrezm... our ancestors added special materials when casting these two swords, so to speak, those two swords are themselves for fear The Devil family is tailor-made, so we don’t need to fear frost sorrow... Tikdios can’t use it to kill any of us, of course... don’t stupidly send your neck Go up and chop those two swords, and you will die if you lose too much blood."

"Tikdios is just playing around with you applause...you idiots!"

Casanathir got up from his seat, he walked into the dim light, he looked around, and finally, he slammed the scepter of Sargeras on the ground and shouted to the other dreadlords To:

"It seems that without killing Tikdios, there is no way for you cowards to work hard. Now, give me the space coordinates in your hands that are in contact with Archimonde the polluter! It would be better if there were space coordinates for the fraudster ...I personally went to see them, and the era of Tikdios’ idiot control is over."

Fear devil, look at me, I look at you, and finally, the most trusted adjutant of Tikdios, the powerful Varimathras, stepped forward and handed a black Fel Runestone to Casanathir.. This thing is the only coordinate with Archmonde, a polluter far away from the stars, which is obviously a very important strategic item.

To be honest, if it wasn’t Tikdios’ stupid action that he even lost his **** this time, it completely made other people lose confidence in him, and Varimathras could not give this thing to Casanathir, and This action of delivery means that other dreadlords have completely turned in their names, and they are now on the side of Casanathir.

"Click"

The black rune stone was crushed, and with the help of Sargeras Scepter, which could easily tear the space, a door to the outside area was opened, and Casanathir adjusted his armor, striding without fear. Into it.

At the next moment, the dreadlord appeared on a planet completely occupied by demons. The magma under the ground was contaminated by evil energy, flowing freely on the ground, and the dead land was full of noisy cries of demons. The whole world seemed to be a doomsday scene. Casanatir's heart beat violently twice, but soon he recovered his mind.

In front of him, a throne made of endless bones and skeletons, tall, and the polluter who controlled the powerful magic power was sitting on the throne and closed his eyes to raise his mind. It seemed that the arrival of Casanathil did not wake him up.

But at the moment when the dreadlord stepped forward, the polluter suddenly opened his eyes, and a huge storm of evil energy descended from the sky, binding Casanathir to the place.

"Yo, look at who this is... Casanathir, a "veteran" who has been missing for hundreds of years, you came here bypassing your stupid first lord, what are you trying to do?"

"I'm here to present you a treasure!"

Casanathir’s body was stuck in place by dark green fel energy, but he was not panicking. Between the slight movements of his fingers, a space crack appeared quietly. The polluter waved his hand and a whole body The verdant branches covered with powerful life energy and magic fell into his hands.

"Huh? This... this thing has the smell of the Well of Eternity, a singular thing composed entirely of pure magic and vitality."

Archimonde put the twig next to his nose and sniffed it. At the next moment, his eyes lit up, and there was undisguised greed in those eyes. He looked at Casanathir, the imprisoned dreadlord 'S fel magic power collapsed in an instant:

"Where did you find it?"

"Of course in Azeroth..."

Casanatil moved his wrist, a glimmer of playful light flashed in his eyes:

"Why? Didn’t Tikdios tell you about the existence of the World Tree? He had no reason not to know... Oh, yes, maybe he told the fraudster about the existence of this strange thing, after all, He was pulled up by the fraudster in one hand."

"Humph."

This superficial provocation will naturally conceal the eyes of the polluter, but Casanathir's words did make the polluter very uncomfortable. He looked at the branches of the tree of the world in his hand. After a moment, he looked up and looked at Casanathir, the concealer standing quietly:

"Speak, what do you want from me? What can I get?"

"The existence of Tikdios is too obstructive to let the incompetent, cowardly and domineering waste get out. I will command the Vanguard of the Burning Legion in Azeroth. I can guarantee that within 20 days, it will open the way for you The portal of that world...can pass through the portals of hundreds of thousands of demons at once!"

"20 days?"

The polluter's eyes narrowed, and he placed the green branches in his hands in front of him, carefully admiring:

"Are you sure? Casanatier, you know, if you can't do it... forget, you dare to come here, dare to appear in front of me, have proved your courage, then I will give you this Opportunity... In addition, the World Tree?"

"When you appeared in Azeroth..."

Casanatier whispered:

"I promise, you will see the ultimate secret of that world...I promise!"

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