Azeroth’s Death Track

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While Tyrion conquered the world with the Dark Blade Legion, in the world of Draenor as the rear base camp, the transformation of the Dark Temple of the Fortress had never stopped.

In the War of Draenor years ago, in the face of the attack of the demon, the original version of the Dark Temple could not bear the role of the sky fortress in Tyrion’s imagination, and even after being infiltrated by a fear demon king, the number of the two sides was extremely extreme. In contrast, the magical core of the city was also easily destroyed.

Of course, at that time, the Dark Blade Legion was only initially built, lacking enough magic power and skilled engineering technicians, so Tyrion’s transformation of the Dark Temple has remained on the paper plan, and after the establishment of the Black Iron Business District As the Azeroth engineering started and flourished, the Legion of Dark Edge finally had enough technical reserves.

Probably after the change of regime in the Kingdom of Storms, many selected engineering technicians were sent to Delano. Of course, the engineering transformation can only be the weapon and engineering power propulsion system of the Dark Temple. The core transformation technology comes from the draenei spaceship...ecological ship that was finally completely dismantled.

The spaceship used to exist as a deposit of life seeds, but after Tyrion ventured to bring the seed of life to Azeroth in order to destroy Quel'Thalas, he had been immersed in water for several times. The ecological ship of the year lost its place of use. Under the leadership of the artisan master Oversbuck who has been rumored to have disappeared for a year, the pygmy technicians finally opened the ship with the help of a large number of golems.

Unfortunately, the flying technique of the draenei is actually more similar to the mysterious power of the magic side than engineering, so the subsequent transformation plan was handed over to the great lich Khadgar...and until the great lich died At that moment, the reverse recovery of Delaney Technology was only less than 50%.

In other words, Tyrion just rudely transferred the energy system of the ecological ship to the dark temple to ensure that the city can carry out ultra-long distance transmission and have enough energy shields for ordinary wars.

This has to be said to be a pity, but for the undead, time is meaningless. One day, the draenei’s lost space technology will be cracked, and on that day, the Dark Edge will break away from the ground and march The days of the stars.

Yes, do you really think that Tyrion's life will only be on the ground? As one of Azeroth's most powerful creatures, he deserves to yearn for the stars, and he should also set foot in it. Of course, before that time, this land must first realize his plan...

That will last a millennium of change...

"what is that!"

A sword cut over a death knight. The human emperor felt the strange breath in the night sky above him, but when he raised his head, he saw the huge city floating in the air, the unknown black, it was better than the night. The dark shadow, which is more heavy in itself, was covered by most of the battlefield under that shadow.

This caused an unexpected cold in the emperor's heart, and the cards of the Dark Blade were almost endless, which made the human empire standing on their opposites extremely painful.

But now is not the time to think about it. In the eyes of the emperor and the hundreds of thousands of soldiers on the battlefield, the sky above the huge, hill-like city is flat under the black metal plates according to some strange After opening regularly, what appeared in the night sky was a circular arc shining with dappled and pale light, like a large searchlight that was lit.

"Its goal is the city! Back to defense, back to defense!"

On the other side of the battlefield, the great knight Mograine, who was covered in scorching light, waved his arms crazy in the direction of the city. No one knew how this thing would destroy the whispering port’s enchantment, but unless Tyraine is crazy and intends to bury the entire city at once, so the undead still have to send ground troops.

As a battle-hardened commander, the first idea that came out of Mograine's mind was this.

But Falbanks, the adjutant beside him, hadn't had time to turn over, and the attack on the floating city over the battlefield had already begun.

Encircled by the circular light curtain below the city, the huge city is split vertically and horizontally like a chessboard. Between the collision of engineering gears full of science and technology and the turning of the transmission shaft, the dark, hundreds of steel The door's rapid-fire gun slowly adjusted its direction. If humans have seen the "backfire" heavy gun that Tyrion used to use, then they will definitely be familiar with this quirky rapid-fire gun.

These three-section coupling, the relative rotation of each barrel of the rapid-fire gun, is a downgraded version of the "backfire" heavy gun production idea. It no longer uses energy as a drive, and it is filled with armor-piercing or high-explosive bombs. This is crazy in the black iron business district. The most classic masterpieces of engineers, of course, it is the best in this era, but it is still some distance away from the perfect firearm in Tirion.

The scene of nearly 400 rapid-fire guns firing from the sky at the same time is shocking. It is a "gorgeous" and cruel scene that people in this world have never seen in this era, just like a meteor meteorite falling from the sky, with a pale and unknown light. , Light up this icy night sky completely, and the high-explosive bombs filled in as a whole roared down from the sky, the mixed sound is like the hiss of thousands of beasts.

At the moment these artillery pieces hit the purple shield over the Whispering Harbor, the eyes of everyone on the battlefield were filled with the pale pale light, which was hot and lethal, like the end of the world. The sound of the explosion, the smoke that spread all over the battlefield at that moment, and the strange cloud that the air was compressed after the explosion.

Even in the dark, the devil-like clouds can be seen clearly, just like the entire Whispering Harbor is completely lit up at this moment, and after a moment when the first light is extinguished a little, the first Two rays of light like the judgment of the gods came again, and then, it was the familiar blast, the familiar scorching, and the roar of the storm and the fire that overwhelmed everything.

It's like announcing to this world... The era of steel and fire has arrived.

The screams of the people in the magic shield of the city were covered by roaring explosions. At the moment when hundreds of shells exploded in a short period of time, the air in the whole city seemed to be swept away, many people felt After suffocation, after a long tens of seconds, the air returned to the city again, but every time you breathed, it was like sucking a lit of confetti.

That burning but not fatal pain... crushed the will of the vast majority of people almost instantly. When they raised their heads in the black smoke, the solid purple shield above them disappeared, hundreds The mages extracted the super-large shields gathered only by the magic power of the ground, which can resist the bombardment of battlefield artillery, and between the two roars of war weapons transformed from this inconspicuous engineering, it was completely transformed into nothingness.

The wizards who were forced to stop because of the magical guidance and suffered the magical countercurrent lie weakly on the ruins under them. Many of them were shattered by the heart in the second artillery attack, and the rest, Silly looking at the pale halo like the gate of **** in the sky, watching the black smoke flying in the sky and the lit debris, like pale snowflakes.

To those mages who can still think, tonight is destined to be a painful moment...In this evening, the invincible argument of magic is torn violently by the Legion of the Dark Edge, which has not been recognized by the proud masters of engineering. The trembling roar shattered all their pride, like the most straightforward ridicule, and like an undisguised slap in the face of these mages.

Let them have swollen noses and faces, make them lose their faces, and make them foolish... magic, magic can no longer protect them, and magic is not enough to protect those they cherish.

"Fur..."

In the smoke of the sky, Yrel carried a black warhammer and wore her unique draenei style armor. She stood on the large platform on the top of the dark temple and looked at the city below which had completely lost her refuge. Taking a deep breath like a living person, there was no feeling, but she seemed to smell the war.

"I like this atmosphere... Fortunately, I caught up with this last battle."

The death lord flicked the tail protected by black steel. She buckled the helmet in her hand and looked back at the heavily armed high-level knights behind her.

"The fire of the empire of mankind is about to extinguish, the great plan of your majesty is about to be completed, and the long war may be suspended for a moment, but I know that this is far from over, and I have been training for too long... that city and those fragile The human beings will be handed over to you."

"Now, I'm going to the "event" on the battlefield."

"Observe, Lord, we will "escort" these fragile lives to the evacuation point on the edge of the North Coast as planned. In order to prevent being discovered by human scouts, we will temporarily cut off contact with the headquarters... In addition, I wish you a fight happy."

El Knight nodded slightly. He also wore a special set of armor. He had been informed that after the war, he would formally become a secondary lord, commanding a war group, and joining Dark Blade for Cali. In the great plan of the Mdo War, this is also a return to the service of the Elder Knights of the Dark Blades.

On several occasions, the high-level knight was very restrained to express his joy in this appointment.

And now, he is about to participate in his last battle as a knight...he wants to transfer the human civilians stranded in the whole Whispering Harbor to another place before the human defenders return to defense, which is also population plunder The last step.

Yrel nodded to the Ayr Knight. A few steps forward, she moved her wrists and shoulders, then leaned forward and jumped!

Below her, there is a battlefield of fighting together, that is her favorite place.

After the death lord left, the Al knight walked forward a few steps quietly, at the tip of the left side of the platform, their air mount was ready.

The advanced knight looked back at the hundreds of death knights behind them. Their races were not the same. There were orcs, draenei, humans, dwarves, and a small number of dwarfs and elves, which almost covered Ai. Most races of Zelas.

El Knight turned around and looked at the death knights behind him, he seemed to be brewing something. After a few seconds, El Knight suddenly shook his head, took the dark blade emblem carried on his chest, and put it in front of his eyes. Looking around, he said softly:

"This is a good place, it can give us strength, it can give us the future, and it can also give us the meaning of existence..."

"But what a pity, my memories, those emotions...they are telling me that I don't belong here."

"Om"

The mottled dark blade emblem was corroded bit by bit in the beating dark red energy. He raised his head, and his blue eyes flashed a light relaxation after a long period of depression. He said aloud:

"I made a choice, brothers... it's your turn now."

In front of the Al knight, there are nearly 800 death knights of different races, including high-level knights, subordinate knights, and even a weird high elf who is not a deceased. In the gaze of Al, these guys brush up Took the emblem from his chest and, like Al, burned it completely in the energy of death surging in his palm.

It's like a...strange ceremony.

"well."

El Knight nodded and glanced at the scene around the dark temple with nostalgic eyes. Finally, he said softly:

"Come on, brothers."

"We...it's time to go our own way."

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