Azeroth’s Death Track

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The ancient gods are another dimension of existence. When they come to the world in physical form, their soul and body power will become extremely terrible. Generally speaking, the soul strength of flesh and blood creatures cannot bear the ancient gods. The power of a whisper is enough to make them lose their minds, and it is enough to crush the consciousness of mortal souls and turn them into real lunatics.

Only those cultists who dedicate everything to the gods of the ancients, the lunatics of Twilight's Hammer, can barely bear this whisper, but even the craziest lunatics dare not be too in this whisper Digging deeper, that's a world they shouldn't enter, even a hint of strange knowledge is enough to completely destroy their final cognition.

Therefore, in the description of the ancient gods by the cultists, the indescribable, twisted greatness, and the illusion of the end of the world have become the most commonly used words to describe the ancient gods. It is not that the cultists do not want to describe their gods more clearly. , But they can't do it!

Even they dare not look directly at the fallen prestige of the ancient gods.

But... there is a limit to this kind of distortion and chaos. Any creature that belongs to the Titan structure has resistance to the power of the ancient gods in its soul. The more advanced creatures in the system constructed by the Titan, for this The resistance of the fallen power is stronger, and the guardians of the world left by the Titan can go deep into the nightmare of the ancient gods and wage fierce battles with them.

There is a simpler, but more difficult method...Since the power of the ancient gods can directly affect the soul, before touching them, the strength of their souls can be continuously improved, and they can also be dispersed in the power of the ancient gods. Hold on for longer...

In the center surrounded by insect swarms, Shaw, who was completely suppressed by the power of the ancient **** Cthune, shook his head frantically, seemingly trying to expel the sound and illusion that had penetrated his mind, but he could not do it, at least rely on He can't do it himself.

But at the moment when Shore was about to be occupied by the ancient gods, a black shadow appeared in the swarm. He was wearing a black trench coat, a half-covered mask, and gray hair. He fell on On the ground, he glanced back at the struggling Shore, and there was a flash of sarcasm in his pale eyes.

"You look really miserable... another me..."

This familiar voice caused Shore to raise his head hard. As a result, he saw the figure's face. On the cheek, there was a staggered knife mark, and the eyes made him very familiar.

"Black... Black Shore!"

"Shut up!"

Black Shore waved a foot impatiently and kicked on Shore's head. With a violent force, Shore turned the whole person on the ground for a week. This heavy blow will have Shore under extreme pressure. Directly smashing past, Black Shore picked up a rune stone and put it on Shore's forehead. At this moment, another huge and cold soul power escaped from the rune stone and dispelled Xun. With the help of the brain worms, a trace of power was expelled from Shore.

This expulsion made the ancient **** extremely angry. Between the continuous glints of the brain worm's compound eyes, a fallen and brutal force enveloped the worm's nest, and it wanted to infiltrate the soul of this strange life in front of him. , But was stopped by another force.

Black Shore raised his head, he could see the collision of the two forces, it was a battle between the big brothers... With the spiritual link between the high-level undead of the dark blade, the great consciousness of the big lord also appeared here In the worm's nest, of course, the two fighters' air combat is only a weak collision between the two forces. Neither Cthune nor Tyrion have exerted too much energy here.

The ancient gods have not completely separated from the seal of the Titans, and the high lords are still busy exploring the realm of death. They all have their own, very important things to do.

"Look, the big brothers are fighting..."

Black Shore tilted his head, took a cigar from his pocket, hung it from his mouth, lit it, and in the thick smoke, a flash of murderous cold flashed in his pale eyes.

His hands waved outward, and two ice-like bayonet swords extended out of his palm. He looked at the worms staring around him, and the two long swords were interlaced. The X-shaped blade light illuminated in the dark sky.

"We should play too..."

He took a step forward, and at the next moment, more than 30 phantoms with double knives burst into the swarm. In the smirk of Black Shore, the icy blood flowers light up in the swarm. Having defeated Will because of escape from Shore, the first killer under Tyrion appeared to have come out of the shadow of failure... and became, sharper and more deadly.

After 7 minutes, Black Shore in a windbreaker dragged the unconscious Shore and wandered out of the big cracked worm nest. Behind him, there were footprints covered with green blood. He twisted his cigar and his head. Without popping back, the burning cigar traversed a perfect arc in the air and hit the entrance of the worm's nest.

And at this moment...

"boom"

All the placed bombs burst at the same time, and the fierce fire that burst completely destroyed the 15-meter-thick layer of sand above the worm's nest, and most of the worms were crushed between the collapsed stones. Buried deep in the ground, but there are still many bugs furiously rushing in all directions in the roar of flames, but soon swallowed by the tumbling flames behind them.

Black Shore bent down and put the head of the fresh, freshly cut brainworm in his hand, and before the scorching flames rolled, he glanced at the goblin airship in the sky that was fighting the crazy wingworm. As well as the soldiers of the fully armed Seventh Legion running around, he shook his head, kicked Shore under his feet, and then grunted:

"Your life can only be mine...but today's time is a little tight..."

"So Shore, our account, let Silithus count again..."

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The goblin city Gadgetzan, a typical commercial city, the goblins spent their efforts to build the city on the edge of the desert, which is very characteristic of their civilization. The houses are very short, and they are scattered in a circle within the city walls. The center of the city is an extra-large iron cage... In the past this season, every night, there will be a **** iron cage fighting game in this iron cage.

It is said that this is a new means of money accumulation in Gadgetzan after the hot sand consortium saw the daily gold in the Gurubashi Arena in Stranglethorn Vale.

But now, the fiery iron cage fighting has long stopped, because the entire Tanaris has been surrounded by bugs... Gadgetzan’s low wall has been doubled, and various heavy Special steel frame, in the tall airship cabins on both sides of the city, there is no longer the businessmen who used to go south and north, replaced by a team of soldiers armed to the teeth.

There are tall tauren, strong orcs, and a large number of humans. Almost all of the eastern part of the city is regarded as a barracks. Various armaments are piled on the sand. The quartermasters walk back and forth, record the military consumption, and then use The fastest speed provides the soldiers with more weapon support.

This is also the temporary station of the Seventh Army. Outside the city, human soldiers built a full three-layer defense line. On the other side of the city, there is a huge pit filled with corpses of insects destroyed by bullets. The goblins prevented the laborers from dividing these corpses, removing the strongest carapace and glands filled with various liquids, sending them into the city as new raw materials, and then processing them into cheap armor, which was then sold to Soldiers on the Zerg.

Even when the fighting is so fierce now, these goblin laborers have not stopped their work...

Generally speaking, between money and life, anyone with a brain will choose life without hesitation, but for goblins... these two are equally important, and even the former will be more important.

"The formation of the bugs is chaotic!"

The observation hand of the 7th Legion, staying on the second line of defense, put down the telescope and shouted to the herding soldiers around him:

"Go and inform the general! The brain worms should have been killed... The worms are becoming confused, tell the general! We are always waiting for orders!"

Without saying anything, the warrior jumped on the side and rushed to the Gadgetzan headquarters in the whistle of the wingworms whistling in the sky, and after a few minutes, Halver Wimbahn and His army of officers rushed to Gadgetzan’s city wall. The general’s left hand was still bandaged and still had blood stains on it. It was attacked by an elite soldier worm in a worm night attack 2 days ago. result.

Halver grabbed the telescope with one hand and looked at the desert in front of Gadgetzan. As early as 2 weeks ago, the insects surrounded the city from three directions, and almost every day, the insects almost crazy suicide attacks, Although under the protection of hundreds of "grinding machines", the bugs have not yet broken through all three lines of defense, but in the past two weeks, all life in Gadgetzan was at a moment where they would feel threatened. In the environment.

There are too many bugs...

Thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, this concept is unimaginable to the average person. Only when you really stand on the wall of Gadgetzan, you will realize the pressure caused by the extreme number. .. This is not the same as the feeling of facing the sea of ​​undead. The Bladed Undead is also a commanded and systematic legion. The soldiers know that in the worst case, in the worst case, just throw Losing a weapon can leave a life.

But bugs won't...

When the swarms of insects covering the entire desert in front of them began to charge collectively, even the courageous people would be retreated by the cold and violent violent momentum.

No one wants to lay down their weapons in front of the sea of ​​insects, and the insects will not give compassion to anyone... The only idea standing here is only one! That is to hold the weapon and kill all the insects that should go to hell! Only then can you survive...

At this time, in the field of vision of Halver's telescope, the number of insects was still dizzy. The layers of insect seas made people feel like vomiting, but the generals like him can clearly see Seeing that the attitude of the violent and ruthless bugs in the past surging forward at this moment has indeed changed somewhat.

They seem... seem less firm... The ruthless and ruthless will shrouded in the sea of ​​insects seems to have disappeared, and the insects are still attacking frantically under the instinct of destructive desire, but facing the three lines of defense The machine guns shot, and the pace of the bugs also slowed down.

Halver put down the telescope, looked up, and looked at the top of the city of Gadgetzan. The goblins spent a large price on a whole layer of black iron grid. Through the grid, they could see the flying wings. That number is also terrifying, but at this time, the largest wingworm lords in the sky have disappeared.

"The brain worm is dead."

Halfer said softly:

"The instincts of the bugs are back, and the benefits are avoided... this is the instinct of all living things.

"What? General?"

The goblin big businessman behind Halver, the alchemist who made the famous Northrenfoge potion that could be disguised as an undead, Malin Northrenfog nervously grabbed his hat and looked at Ha Silver, this goblin looked at the winged insects in the sky with some fear, he said:

"I can't see the difference...the bug is still the same bug..."

"Yes, they are bugs!"

Halver looked down at the sly and miserable goblin. He said in a deep voice:

"But the dragons without their heads feel terrified...this is our chance! I want to recruit all your armed airships! Let all the armored troops be dispatched, filled with incendiary bombs, and then go to Resha Port and White Salt City The Legion on Standby, the Druid that belongs to the Wither, and the part of the Sandfury Troll who is willing to cooperate with us... In short, give instructions..."

"We started to counterattack!"

When the gnomes who were still afraid just heard this, they immediately flicked their fingers:

"Each spaceship rents 3,000 gold coins. If it is damaged, you have to compensate 60% of the cost!"

"Ok?"

Halver looked down at the goblin with a disgruntled face. Commanders of other races also glared at the goblin. The latter felt those unfriendly eyes. He shrugged and took a step back:

"Okay! Then 40%! No less!"

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