Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Ooooo"

The tauren people made a special horn and made a low voice. On both sides of the battlefield, two tall tauren priests were naked, waving drumsticks on the cold ground, and the roaring drums rang through the battlefield. Ten thousand years ago, they also ran to the battlefield of the ancient battle of Azshara in the sound of the majestic horns and drums of war.

This is not the first time the Highmountain Tauren have dealt with demons. Their ancestors Huon Gaoling once glorified the entire Highmountain with the great record of slaughtering demons. The name of Huon Gaoling once made the fierce demons frightened. The heads-up between him and the great demon Tick Dios 10,000 years ago was spread like a mythical poem.

In the bones of the Tauren Tauren, there is blood that will not succumb. Ten thousand years ago, the ancestors could defeat the devil, then after ten thousand years, these juniors can do the same!

"Stop High Mountain, stand tall!"

The roar of the chieftain Ulan. Gaoling made the Tauren warriors' flames burn like flames. Under his leadership, the Tauren warriors who had been ready to go out shouted the slogan left by their ancestors. Their eyes were red and panting. Grinning, like a group of mad cows shaking the ground, relying on the advantage of the terrain, they rushed towards the Vykul formation under the hillside.

The tauren are tall, and their general height is more than 3 meters. The most ordinary tauren can also compete with ogres, not to mention these full-time warriors. Their charge on the land, except for legendary creatures, is basically No one can resist.

"Wow"

A wicked Vrykul Warlord who raised his sword had not yet shouted an exit sign, but was directly cut in half by the powerful halberd of Ulan Chiefs, and the black-pressed Tauren army madly hit the Vrykul. In front of the formation, for a time, a dozen unlucky ghosts were rushed into the sky, and the formation that the Vrykus had just sorted out completely collapsed at this moment.

From the heights, the bullheads with the disadvantaged numbers charge like an arrow piercing the target. Wherever they go, the tall Vrykuls are not opponents at all, and the formation of the evil Vrykuls is also After being rushed, the fel warlord who commanded the most front-line battles was divided into corpses by the fierce tauren royal guard.

This violent fighting stance is enough to scare away more than half of the races on the mainland. However, the Viku people are not just rookies that can be sent casually. These tall barbarians also have great strength and perseverance. Due to the enthusiasm for fighting, the Gaoling Tauren are far worse than them, so after only five minutes, the Tauren's imposing charge was stifled by the Viku people.

The two sides entered a tug-of-war that was extremely unfavorable to the Tauren side.

"Uran! The Vrykul dragon knight took off!"

The Tauren empty knights of the Celestial Tribe searching for shuttles in the sky issued a warning. The warrior Tauren Chief Chief kicked and flew a Vrykul who wanted to attack him. He raised his head and saw hundreds of them. The Vrykul Knight riding behind the Blue Storm Dragon rushed towards the Tauren's formation between the twines of lightning, which was the bottom card of the Vrykul Tribe.

But Wulan dare to bring 6,000 Tauren warriors hard and hard and 30,000 Vrykul, and naturally he also has his own cards.

"Rashan! Clear the sky! Pointe-Noire, with Drogbar attack from the flanks!"

Ulan Gaoling commanded the Tauren's supporters with a roar. He watched as more and more Vrykuls surged into the narrow mountain road. A glimmer of fine light flashed in the eyes of the chieftain. At the next moment, he took off his waist A quaint, gleaming stone warhammer shining in the sky, this delicate thing looks nothing like the weapon used on the battlefield.

It really isn't... this is a magic weapon! It is also a treasure of the Highmountain Tauren, and it is said to be a artifact left directly from the creation Titan in the world...the authority that can command the power of any earth in the whole world...The shaper Kazgros left Holy Relic, Hammer of Kazgros.

There are five such things in Azeroth according to records. In the handbook left by the star wizard Medivh, he called these holy relics that were really used by the Titans the "pillars of creation." That is to say, these things are likely to be used by the Titans who entered the original Azeroth world to create the world's original ecosystem.

In the eyes of mortals, such a thing is already regarded as a true "fiend", and compared with other gods, the most powerful thing about the pillar of creation is that this thing does not require the supplement of external energy, the Titans left 'S power is still surging in the relics, that is to say, everyone can use them... just like this...

"Earth! Follow my orders!"

Ulan stood on a stone covered with blood, he raised the hammer in his hand high, the blue energy belonging to the Titan was like being awakened, the halo of blue light wrapped around the stone Above the hammer, it quickly turned into blue fine lightning, a savage and huge breath rose from the warhammer, the power awakened the sleeping earth, and gave it new commands.

At the moment when Ulan pointed the blue-hammered warhammer to the Vrykul position beneath the mountain road, the peak standing between the High Mountain and the Storm Fjord was as if it had been given life, heavy to the terrible boulder from the mountain wall. Breaking away, under the influence of the strange power, he closed into a fist, and then smashed hard in the center of the Vrykul position.

"Boom"

The ground shook and the storm screamed. Under this blow, the splashing rocks separated the Vykumen’s legion from the center, and the stones that smashed to the ground quickly closed together, just like a wall, and the Vykumen behind Blocked under the mountain road.

However, this is only the "appetizer" of Kazgros' Hammer.

"Land, bury them!"

Ulan lifted the stone hammer, and the earth at the feet of tens of thousands of Vrykuls broke apart. The earth was endowed with the most rebellious power. Those earth and stone blocks were reshaped and shaped like cracked spikes. The two sides of the earth pierced outwards frantically, just less than a second, and the mountain terrain of nearly 1,000 yards has been completely reshaped.

All the soil is separated to the sides, and outside the soil, two rows of gritty yellow soil thorns like war spears piercing from under the earth, each soil thorn penetrates at least 2 Vrykul Human corpses, blood, and blood mixed with magic energy dripped on this devastated earth, like the power of a god. This mountain road has been completely transformed into a soil-punctured hell. This is only a blow, and at least 3,000 have been eliminated. An enemy.

Ulan. Gaoling held the holy hammer with blue light splashing, and he looked at the frightened evil Vrykul indifferently. Behind him, the warriors of Highmountain were fighting with high spirits. They cheered and roared. Then, rushed into the enemy camp and killed those overwhelmed enemies.

This is the true meaning of standing high in the High Mountain...

This is what the Tauren people dare to use 6,000 warriors to shake 5 times the strength of their own army...

As long as the Holy Hammer is still in the hands of the tauren, no one can cholera their hometown of Gaoling. As long as the gift of the ancestors is still there, the tauren tribe of the Gaoling is invincible!

But what if...the hammer is gone?

"Wow"

At the same time that the Tauren were chasing down the deceased evil Vrykul, the chieftain Ulan raised his head in a sense, and at the next moment, a dark green demon gate was at the junction of High Mountain and Storm Fjord. The sky burst open.

The halo of evil energy shining on the demon's door is like a swirling door of molten fire, and it is like a round of dark green sun hung high in the sky. When I saw this door, Ulan's His eyes narrowed, and he looked down at the broken Vrykul, an ominous hunch that jumped into the trap rose in Ulan's heart.

But before waiting for the Chief Chief to give orders, the next moment, in the flash of light, six huge demon spacecraft appeared above the sky. These spaceships and the small spaceships that were used during the invasion of demons that raged around the world. It's completely different. They are bigger, just like floating coffins floating in the sky, but under each spaceship, there is a magic circle constantly consuming large amounts of energy.

"Spread! Spread!"

The cold hair of the Ulan chieftain stood upright, he realized what the devil was going to do. He waved the holy hammer in his hands frantically, and between the thunderous sounds of the earth, the surrounding terrain was continuously pulled apart, forming a diagonal after another. Access to the underground.

However, at the moment when this simple refuge was formed, six warships surrounding the mountain opened fire at the same time, and six pillars of dark green light plummeted into the battlefield on the ground like stone pillars falling from the sky. Under the control of the demon technicians, this beam of light is still scattering. The beam of light filled with powerful evil energy is like the sharpest cutting knife, cutting the battlefield mercilessly.

The tauren and the Vrykul who were fighting together had no time to separate, and they were overwhelmed by these beams of light.

These demon lunatics, they don't even care about the lives of their followers. They deceive the Vrykul to attack to the high mountain, in order to lead the Great Chief Ulan, who guards the hammer, out of the easy-to-defend Thunder Totem... They don't care about casualties at all.

The disgusting sulfur smell attached to the column of evil energy flooded the battlefield at this moment. After the column of light raged, Ulan, protected by the hammer, looked up and there was almost no living person on the entire battlefield...

"Wow"

For example, the sound of a bat flapping its wings sounded on the chapped earth around Ulan. The figures of the three dreadlord lords surrounded the lonely helpless chief. Behind the center of the battlefield, the Tauren’s back troops had been cracked from the sky. Surrounded by huge monster bats and landing demon guards, it was impossible to break through in a short time.

"Hu En. Gao Ling's stabbing knife at that time really hurt...it still hurts!"

The ugly Tick Dios tilted his head and touched his chest with terrible claws. Its dark red eyes did not conceal his maliciousness. It stared at Ulan Kaolin, who was holding the hammer in front of him. Test said:

"But it's been ten thousand years, and the old thing has long been dead, so you and me will be the grievance between you! The descendants of Huen Gaoling will pay it off."

"Miscellaneous!"

Even if surrounded by the three dreadlord lords, Ulan Gaoling was not afraid. He held Blu-ray's wanton hammer in one hand and the Halberd in one hand, and he looked around with vigilance.

"Enough! Stop playing!"

A deeper voice sounded, and the ten claws of Casanathir came back to collide. The beating Mars represented the inner irritability of the first lord of Nasrezm, who stared at Ulan Kaolin in his hands. The holy hammer, which moves the wings behind it, says:

"Taurant, hand over the hammer! We can let you and your warriors go back alive!"

"Bah! What can the fear demon say?"

Ulan mocked the battle halberd on the ground fiercely. He moved his neck, took off the heavy totem staggered behind his back, threw it aside, and then hooked his fingers at the three fear demon lords in front of him:

"Want the holy hammer of the Highmountain Tauren? Come and get it! You cowards!"

"Ah, it's really annoying! Miscellaneous is miscellaneous, the value of life that you never understand..."

Cassanatil probably guessed this result long ago, and a flicker of viciousness flashed away in his eyes, and his sharp claws waved forward, shouting coldly:

"Kill him! Grab the hammer!"

"Wow!"

Tikdios and Desailock, who followed Casanathir, rushed left and right towards Ulan Highmountain holding the hammer, but the next moment the tauren gave a thunderous roar. Between the swinging of the hammer, the whole land of the hill shook violently at this moment, and the mountains and rivers that blew up more than ten times before the moment turned over every piece of soil and rock around Wulan. Gaoling.

Seeing the unpredictable situation, Tike Dios turned into a bat and disappeared on the battlefield, while Desailock, which was slower to respond, was completely submerged by the tide of the earth raised by the hammer, and the weakest fear demon lord only had time to issue A tragic sorrow, between the flesh and blood, was pressed into the deepest part of the ground by the restless earth.

Even Desailock is the weakest lord in Nasrezm, but its power is irresistible compared to mortals, but now, it is killed by a blow in a single blow between mistakes!

The power of the hammer is so horrible!

"Highmountain... Stand up not..."

"puff"

In the symphony of the mountains and the earth, five claws like black short swords pierced the back of Ulan Kao from behind like ghosts, and in the scorching blood splashing, Casanatier The voice of Han sounded in the ear of Ulan Chief:

"Can the High Mountain stand upright? Really... a joke!"

Ulan gritted his teeth and smashed the hammer towards the Casanathir behind him. Tikdios, who had previously escaped the disaster, flashed out of the air. In Ulan’s staring eyes, the ten staggered The passing claw blade pulled out the beating sparks and flying flesh on the armor in front of his chest. The cunning dreadlord choked Ulan's neck, and the claw of the other hand pierced the bull's head fiercely. Heart of people chief.

But at the moment when the claws fell, the dreadlord's eyes suddenly flicked away, and the claws originally aimed at the heart also stabbed God into Ulan's abdomen.

"boom"

The seriously wounded Ulan was lifted from behind by Casanathir and smashed fiercely on the ground burned by evil energy. The dying tauren chieftain also wanted to fight back, and was hoofed by the first lord of the dreadlord He kicked and smashed into the side of the mountain side. Among the **** masonry, Casanathir reached out and picked up the hammer under his foot. It glanced at the blinded Tick Dios, corner of mouth. A happy, bloodthirsty smile appeared.

"When they die... the mountains, don't they fall?"

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