Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Aoao"

In the roar of the war wolf, Grom appeared with a team of wolf knights on the battlefield that had been completely quiet. He looked up and he could see the hundreds of orc warriors bound by the vines in the battlefield, and left Those who died, either died under the claws of the guardians of the jungle, or were poisoned by the poisonous javelin of the tree demon, and lying on the ground paralyzed was unconscious.

In general, there were not many casualties, which allowed Grom to relax his heart. In the angry gaze of the tree monsters, Grom jumped out of the war wolf and approached the natural demigod standing on the battlefield. Cenarius, the orc chief bowed to the powerful demigod, and then said in a deep voice:

"This was an accident! The powerful Cenarius, the demons corrupted my clan with evil blood, and the orcs did not intend to join the war between demons and elves... I replaced my crazy people, causing casualties to them Express regret."

"It's different this time, Chief of Warsong."

Cenarius pointed to the wicked orcs behind him, and in the sway of natural halo, he said in a deep voice:

"More than 1,000 orcs besieged the tree house in the forest. If it wasn’t for me to happen here, they would cause terrible casualties to my heirs. I can’t just let them go... but I don’t want to destroy the elves. For the relationship with the orcs, go with me to Mount Hyjal, Chief Warsong, and chat with Malfurion and Tyrande there."

"Such a thing cannot happen again!"

In all fairness, Cenarius' request is not excessive, and Grom's heart is a bit uncomfortable, but he is unwilling to make things bigger if his clan is not killed.

But at the moment Grom was going to promise, in the shadow behind him, two daggers, one blue and one red, and two cold lights roared, stabs fiercely at the heart of the orc chieftain, that fatal The chill made Grom roll subconsciously to the left two times, and the natural demigod Cenarius roared and called for the vines that rushed out of the ground, trying to trap the demon assassin.

"It's you! Scoundrel! You must pay the price!"

However, Akali's figure seemed to be wrapped in darkness. She deftly avoided all the vines summoned by Cenarius, and then picked up Grom's Tomahawk Blood Roar on the ground and jumped in space quickly. The author eventually appeared farther away.

The demon assassin carried Grom’s battle axe in one hand and waved it in his hand. Under the dark hood, a pair of sadistic and murderous intentions flashed in her dark red eyes. She looked at her. Roaring natural demigod, she whispered:

"I heard that you are the weakest natural demigod in Azeroth?"

Talking, Akali waved the blood roar in his hand and threw it on the ground, and then pulled out the two daggers around his waist. Between the strange swaying of light and shadow, the two daggers quickly changed into blood The roar looks exactly the same.

"Wow, wow"

In the waving of the tomahawk, the demon assassin sticks his tongue out and licks his lips. In the sky above her head, the three torn dark green space doors open quickly, and in the roar of the demons, Akali Dragging two heavy battle axes towards Cenarius like a mad warrior, her mad voice sounded on this isolated battlefield:

"Today, let me try it... the feeling of killing the god!!!"

"Arrogance!"

Behind Akali, who was flying like an afterimage, Grom, who was wrapped in bright red anger, grabbed the battle axe on the ground and rushed into the air, then smashed the demon assassin forward.

When she saw the two daggers in Akali's hands change into blood roars, Grom knew what the demon assassin wanted to do... she would use a nasty and cunning marry to let the orcs and The elves become endless, she will use the life of the natural demigod Cenarius to push the hatred wheel of the two races forward.

"How can you... succeed!"

Grom's eyes sparkled with flames of anger, but the fighters were so powerful that the ambition to get a blow was blocked by the group of black bats that suddenly appeared in front of him.

"boom"

Between the sparkling light and shadow, the tall figure of the demon king Bernholler appeared in front of Grom. His hands and ten claws like daggers staggered to block the tomahawk cut off by the orc warrior. A terrible force made the ground at the foot of Bernholler explode as if bombed, and between the splashes of soil, two dents like plows appeared in front of Bernholler's feet.

"Wow"

When the paw of the fearful demon with a gloomy face waved, Grom's body was thrown back to where he had charged before. The fearful demon moved his sharp claws, it tilted his head, looked at the angry orc in front of him, and raised it A paw flicked in the air:

"Hey, beast, your opponent... it's me! Don't try to disturb my lovely "game" of Akali and Mr. Cenarius..."

Behind this fear demon, the demons who have fallen from the sky have burned the battle into the positions of the tree demon and the forest guardian in the woods, facing the impact of the number of violent demons who have several times their own. The positions of the fighting tree house in the forest were almost completely ignited by the fiery flame of burning fire almost immediately.

This is a long-planned conspiracy... and now, they are about to achieve their goals.

"Tear it"

Akali, who bounced endlessly in the air like a shadow, flew past the tall body of Cenarius, and the battle axe in his hand pulled a scar on the skin of the natural demigod, and the severe pain accompanied Acah Li's gloomy laugh rushed into Cenarius's mind, and the wild gods could not help but roar.

His left hand waved fiercely, three thick vines screamed at Akali behind him, but he was lightly flicked away by the other party, and the mad demon assassin fell nearly 20 meters away from the natural demigod. In places, she held the tomahawk in front of her eyes, sticking out her tongue, and licked the blood on the tomahawk.

"Huh, it's really delicious blood, full of life..."

And in front of her eyes, Cenarius' chopped front leg was trembling abnormally, and the demigod lowered his head to look at the wound on his leg, the gritty axe mark, the huge power of life appeared on the wound According to the power of Cenarius, the wound should heal immediately, but there is a special force acting on the wound, preventing the life force from healing it.

"This is the last remnant of the Devourer's Red Throat remaining in the stars... The fierce and crazy Demon Hound blessed by the Dark Titan has been dead for a long time, but the scars left by its bite have never been ...Healed!"

Akali's hoarse voice sounded in the ears of Cenarius, and the figure of the natural demigod became illusory at this moment, to briefly escape into the emerald dream to avoid the next assassination, but Akali's dagger shone in his hand In the interlaced red and blue light, it stabbed into the illusory body stiffly, and once again left scarred scars staggered on the skin of Cenarius.

The demigod of nature rushed out of the battlefield enveloped by Akali's blade like a crazy war horse. The wound on his body seemed to be injected with some special venom, not only the wound could not heal, but also the huge natural power in the body The maneuvering of the two also became obscure. The two weapons seemed to be born to restrain him!

"Without the supplement of vitality... Without the support of the power of nature, what can you poor worms have left?"

The evil voice of the demon assassin echoed:

"Is the bite of the devourer wonderful?"

"Is the toxin made by Jangalos sweet?"

"Does it hurt? I'll ask you again... Does it hurt!!!"

The madman-like roar was completely covered by the movement of Cenarius's power of the forest in the next moment. He felt that the threatening natural demigod no longer kept his hand. Under the support and call of the huge natural force in his body, the entire forest was inhabited by trees. The surrounding forests are given a terrible activation effect at this moment, and the trees that have grown here for thousands of years have the power to move and fight.

"Click, click"

Between the shaking of the earth, the tall tree people stepped into the battlefield with heavy steps, and in their roar, the branches like a long whip hit the battlefield fiercely, putting a demon like a bamboo Smashed and flew out.

In less than 10 seconds, the demon army that was originally surrounded became a besieged...and the demon king Bernholler who had to retreat due to this terrible movement flashed in the red flames In the meantime, the entire left arm wrapped with evil energy was cut off by the furious Grom. Hellscream. On the battlefield where the blood of the evil energy was swaying, the roar of the orc chieftain roared like a drum of warring sounds.

And in the eyes of the green natural storm, Cenarius stood proudly on the uplifted earth, the thick natural energy wrapped around his body like a shield, and he looked coldly at the nowhere to hide by the natural storm. The demon assassin Akali, this natural demigod sounded on the battlefield with an angry voice.

"If your power is just like this... then the devil..."

"You're dead!"

"Just here!"

The devil's strategy is really good, and there is no problem with the execution. The only problem is the lack of thinking... they underestimated the strength of Grom and Cenarius...

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Cenarius is a relatively special existence in the natural demigods of Azeroth.

It was born in a natural forest. It is said that at the moment of its birth, even the awakener Ysera in the emerald dream, the queen of the Green Dragon Army felt the life storm triggered by Cenarius. This is a noble nature. His life was born to be a demigod, which is more special than all other demigods.

And this terrible talent is derived from the blood of Cenarius... his father is also a wild god.

The powerful white deer Malorne was hailed as the strongest demigod of Azeroth in the battle of the ancients ten million years ago, and the white deer Malorne’s companion is said to be the sacred moon **** Elune, also That is to say, Cenarius is the heir to the noble blood of both parties.

The powerful green dragon Ysera is Cenarius's adoptive mother. She is responsible for teaching Cenarius to use her own power, and always pays attention to him, blessing him. This very intimate, even somewhat intimate excessive relationship, was once Let the druids think that Cenarius and Ysera are lover's relationship...Of course, this is just a beautiful misunderstanding.

Cenarius is probably the most powerful of all demigods, but also the most embarrassing of all demigods. Cenarius is the only second-generation demigod, and his birth time is too short.. . At least it is much shorter than other wild gods. Therefore, he is not enough to discover the powerful talents he has. In other words, his strength is relatively weak among the gods.

For the existence of the wild god, the strength is often linked to time. Their special form of existence determines that it is difficult for them to improve their strength through exercise. Do the gods like to sleep in the emerald dream?

Yes, they like it, but under the habit of sleeping, there is another purpose hidden, that is, to achieve a higher level of fit between the immortal soul and the body to achieve the result of strength improvement, in other words Many times, demigods have to sleep.

But Cenarius' "weakness" is relative.

He must have done nothing but the mad Agamama, facing the winged demigods, Ansu, the storm crow, had little chance of winning, but it did not mean that Cenarius could be bullied by any secondary lord of the Burning Legion, even if This secondary lord holds a legendary weapon and also possesses the venom of the Burning Legion's weapon design master.

Akali was not Cenarius' opponent at all, even with Bernholler choking.

The opponent of Cenarius should be the character of the level of Malonos the destroyer.

Seeing that the natural storm set off by the enraged Cenarius was about to overwhelm his opponent, the presence of another battle in the present world could not help but sigh.

Tyrion lowered the glass in his hand with some sorrow, and said to the **** mother nearby:

"I thought these demons would give me a surprise...but looking at them, it took so long to plan, but it was still desperately overturned by Cenarius. It was really disappointing."

"However, my Aurelia, guess who among the wild gods I hate most?"

"Senarus?"

The **** mother who was repairing the battle bow looked up. She reached out and brushed her long blond hair. She said curiously:

"I seem to remember you said...you hate Cenarius because this guy is a very important part of a big conspiracy?"

"Yes, Cenarius."

Tyrion leaned on the chair on the second floor balcony of the Fortress of the Dead Realm. His eyes seemed to be able to see the battle in the world. He looked at the celestial demigod Cenarius, who was ice blue. There was a trace of disgust in his eyes.

"He once did something that made me feel sick. He changed the destiny of a poor worm and let the poor worm embark on a path of **** full of self-destruction, just because of his words... Although I know that there is another annoying ghost behind this incident, it does not mean that Sennaiu is innocent."

"This young demigod doesn't know what the consequences of his sentence... I hate this kind of guy who can't hold his mouth and like chattering guys, so I want to give him a..."lesson" ."

Talking, Tyrion raised his finger, and the calm realm of death at this moment was violently windy, as if some kind of heavy force was attracted, Tyrion stood up from the chair, his fingers wrapped around A black ray of light seemed to devour all the light.

He took a deep breath and turned back to smile at Aurelia:

"I call this trick..."

"Death...a finger!"

"Om"

"Oh~ look at our lovely Cenarius, his star of death begins to shine, I hope Elune, don't blame me..."

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