Azeroth’s Death Track

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It has been 3 days since Orgrim was caught. He is completely unaware of the turbulence of the outside world. He is trapped in this underground beast den and is guarded by a dozen elf chicks. In fact, even the elves need to be guarded This orc chieftain, because he is already weak.

There is something weird that is absorbing his little vitality. Orgrim, between half asleep and half awake, can always feel that his own fire has become very weak, like a candle in the wind Like fire.

The scene in front of him like this cage is not the end of his fate. He has imagined countless times that he should die on the battlefield, but when he really reached the end of his life, Orgrim was no longer attached to these, At this time, he was even more worried about the filth between the orcs and the elves, especially after he himself had known the disgusting conspiracies.

But he couldn't say it...not only because of a long coma, but because the elves here would not listen to him, even if it was the truth.

The creatures in the war are blind, even the most wise ones will be stunned by the burning fire, the elves think they are wise, but they are also members of the ordinary life... in the lazy In appearance, their belligerent desires are not weaker than the orcs.

"boom"

The sound of a heavy object falling on the ground awakened the groggy Orgrim. The chieftain **** by the trees and vines opened his eyes violently, and saw a throated elf guard fall in a strange manner. At his feet, the blood was flowing on the ground, reflecting Orgrim's weak and skinny face.

The chieftain looked up and saw the killer who was stumbling in the dark... Miyara Rige, the poor elf captured by the ancient gods, Orgrim saw her struggling to kneel to Ai The scene in front of Sara... this is also a poor man.

But now, this weak elf whose life has burned to the end, will probably become the person who ends Orgrim's life.

"Master's...will..."

Blood-stained and wounded General Japanese Song raised his head, and at the edge of the chaotic eye socket, she had left **** tears. Perhaps, this was Miyala. Japanese Song in front of the power of the ancient god, and finally Struggling.

"It will be realized!"

The Japanese song roared like a beast, she fell to Orgrim's chest, the sharp dagger pierced Orgrim's chest at this moment, the orc chieftain wanted to roar, but he already had the sound of roar Can't send it out.

The two lives, in a kind and intimate gesture, quietly leaned together in this dark dungeon... silently waiting to die.

However, the moment Orgrim's consciousness entered chaos, he suddenly heard a familiar voice, as if to say hello.

"Orgrim from Draenor Blackrock. Destruction Hammer..."

"Your unyielding will and raging war prove your bravery and prove that you are a true, qualified warrior..."

"Your soul belongs to the Dark Blade Legion..."

"Your mission in this world is not over, I will give you my strength... and what I want to know is..."

"Will you accept it?"

The voice was so clear that Orgrim opened his eyes like a flashback, and there was nothing in front of him, yet he was full of some illusions.

In the wandering darkness, a strange ghost like death was floating in the air quietly, just like a messenger.

Under that guy's ragged hood, on the dark misty "face", a pair of dark red eyes were watching him, as if waiting for his answer.

"Tirion...Orcs and elves, I must..."

"That's your thing... I just need to know, will you accept my power? Are you willing to exchange the hope you want for the soul?"

The lazy voice of the High Lord sounded again, and Orgrim was silent. After a few seconds, he reached out hard:

"bring it on!"

"Wow"

The calm darkness spread like a rippling water wave at this moment, and 13 deaths revolved around Orgrim's weak body, and finally "infused" one by one into his old body, the illusion of overlapping souls The pain and pain caused Orgrim to roar like wild beasts, and the black cold mist wrapped around his body. Soon, the orc was completely submerged, like a **** cocoon.

And after tens of seconds, the palm of a hand armor with black energy was pierced from the black mist, tearing the entire black cocoon completely, and Orgrim wearing a set of death dragon armor from Among them, the big step came out, and the dark power was scattered in every corner of his body. When he raised his head, his eyes had become completely black, just like a black hole that absorbed all the light.

"Om"

Orgrim separated his fingers and a black warhammer appeared in his hand. The orc looked back at Miyala Rige, who had lost all his life on the ground. He shook his head and carried the warhammer. Stride out of this dark place.

And the cold consciousness of the high lord seems to remain here. In his conscious activity, a soul like Miyala. Rige was extracted from the cold body, and the soul seemed very painful, with a purple light Halo is like a parasite, parasitic in the depth of this soul.

"Ah, a trembling soul, really interesting... Do you want to go back to the world tree? Poor little?"

"Oh, sorry, you can't go back, the soul who committed the weak sin, the only place you can go is mine... hell..."

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"Bang Bang Bang Bang"

The horrible roar of the tearing cloth and the low thunder roared on the battlefield of the three forks of Ashenvale leading to the Felwood Forest. It is not the first time that the elven sentries from the Feathermoon Stronghold have developed with this human empire Hot weapons, although these gadgets are far less accurate than the sniper bows they use, but on the battlefield of number warfare, this steel weapon is much more useful than the war bow.

Under the leadership of the commander, an elf wing is using the cannon mounted on the wildebeest chariot to clear the remaining demons on the battlefield. This woodland called Wolf Howling Valley leads from Ash Valley to Felwood The strategic point of the forest, in order to take it, the artillery of the Kingdom of Stromgarde projected at least 400 shells into this open space. The demons here had been destroyed by shells that fell from the sky. When Zhongsi fled, they did not have much threat.

On the battlefield further ahead, the 7th Legion was madly opening the road with artillery. The roar caused by the salvos again and again made the ash valley forest that had been quiet for 10,000 years swaying, and hundreds of vehicles were painted The land battle steam tanks of the Gilneas Kingdom emblem are squeezing the positions of the demons crazy. These modified tanks are full of firepower and heavy armor, and are often used as battlefield troop carriers.

In this long and narrow forest area filled with evil energy, as many as 100,000 legions of humans, orcs, elves, and wild boars are trying to open the Felwood Forest battlefield occupied by demons. Unfortunately, although the army of the human empire is exhausting everything Means to strengthen firepower, but their engineering industry has just been unable to provide them with such a terrifying firepower projection.

Fortunately, the arms dealers from the Black Iron Zone always bring a lot of alternative artillery. Although they are not as good as the dark blade regular products, they are actually very useful in this battlefield against demons. .. the quality is not enough, then the quantity comes together.

"boom"

A low chirping sound, a small half of the head of a high-level succubus trying to sneak into the forward wing was torn apart by a sniper bomb. Her slender and charming body was like a punch punched hard by an invisible heavy punch. , The whole body flew out to the rear.

"Kaka"

Two crisp sounds, the hot shell was withdrawn from the barrel, a new, brass-colored pointed bullet mixed with traces of holy silver was pressed into the barrel, and General Shantis Yuyue stood in a standing position Above the hills of Wolf Howling Valley, throughout the battlefield, look for prey that is qualified to let her shoot.

The black sniper rifle in her hand is not like the cheap goods used by ordinary soldiers. The simple shape of this thing is very in line with Shantis’ shooting habits, and its accuracy is also amazing. Thanks to the precision and acceleration of the inscription inside the firearm As well as the burst rune, this thing still maintains unimaginable accuracy and lethality at a distance of 3500... This is almost the longest arrow distance that General Shantis can shoot with a horned bow.

This thing was General Shantis's “new favorite”. She called it “Black Lightning.” She ordered it from Hesso, an arms dealer in the Black Iron District, at the cost of three pieces handed down from the time of Queen Azshara If you use a special weapon grading mode to calculate the Elven Treasure Diamond, this includes almost all the advanced military technology in the entire Black Iron Zone. How can it be considered an epic weapon.

"Santis! Shantis!"

The voice of the eldest daughter of the forest, Lunara, passed into the ears of General Shantis who entered the sniper mode. Before the arrival of Lunara who rushed up the hillside at the speed of the deer charge, Shantis's fingers again Pulled the trigger.

"boom"

1500 meters away, a light flash appeared on the chest of an Eredar high-level warlock who had just come out of the small portal. Shantis could even see his expression of amazement, which made General Yuyue feel a trace of strangeness. The joy of her, she enjoys this feeling of hunting, the most important thing is that compared to the sniper war bow that will make her arm sore after pulling away dozens of times, the cute bauble in her hand can support her wanton hunting, Until the bullet runs out.

"What's wrong? Lunara?"

Shantis carried her sniper rifle behind her. She brushed her long hair and looked at her good friend. Lunara was still holding a wooden war spear. 'S use of hot weapons, but on the belt of the eldest girl in the forest, the row of black high-explosion holy silver grenade hanging there will definitely make her demon underestimate a big loss.

"War report! I received the front report!"

The eldest daughter of the forest said anxiously:

"There was an omission in the defense line of Mount Hyjal. The demons have crossed the first line of defense and are attacking the second line of defense. The entire Mount Hyjal is alarmed, and the Black Sea...Naga appeared on the Black Sea! There are many in number. They have landed on the coast of Ashenvale and are now marching towards Astrana, where there are some civilians who have not been transferred."

Astrana, that was the night elf’s largest city in Ashenvale. After hearing these two bad news, Shantis’s good mood was completely gone. The night elf’s southern commander rubbed his forehead and thought. For a moment, she said to Runara:

"Let me send a request, Runala, and only the tree demon under your command has such a fast speed that the orcs from the Stonetalon Mountains pass through the Stonetalon Trail to Astrona to defend against Naga, Mount Hyjal...I will go there!"

"are you alone?"

The eldest daughter of the forest looked at her friend with some concern. Shantis sighed and said to Luna:

"Of course more than me, but it takes at least 2 days to get through the forest of Felwood, even if it depends on the super firepower of human beings. We can’t wait so long...I must use the leapfrog tactics to get the fastest Speed ​​back to Mount Hyjal, don’t forget, the Japanese song has betrayed us, the omission of that position is probably caused by her, I must rush back!"

"Oh!"

Just before Shantis spoke, a low roar resounded through the battlefield. Looking back, Shantis looked at the giant green beam of light, and a giant appeared on the battlefield of the Seventh Army and the Demon Battle. , Behind her, Lunara shouted joyfully:

"Sir Agamamagan is here! It really didn't give up on us...even if we...even if we did something wrong."

"Yeah, the demigod of the wild..."

Looking at the mighty Agamamagan, Shantis bowed her head and started the crazy scene of the unparalleled mowing among the demons, and the mixed army of humans and orcs that quickly advanced behind Agamamagan. Her beautiful eyes There was a faint flash of light in Zhong, but it was fleeting.

"With Agamamagan's help, the battlefield of Felwood is no longer a problem. Listen to me, Runara, go and send the message immediately, Astrana cannot fall..."

After speaking, Shantis blew a loud whistle, a large purple, gargoyle adorned with gems roared down from the sky and fell next to General Shantis, General Yuyue rolled over and mounted his horn Eagle beast, she looked back at the eldest daughter of the forest, she smiled:

"Protect yourself, Lunara. After the war, at Mount Hyjal, I invite you to eat a big meal..."

In the roar of the Hippogryph flapping its wings, a strong smoky smell came into Shantis’ nostrils, and the cold wind blew Shantis’s visor, under the bat-style blindfold, Shantis Staring at the end of the night of the Felwood Forest shrouded in flames, the high mountain range that also shines in the darkness.

Mount Hyjal... a holy place for elves.

A stubborn light flashed through Shantis' eyes:

"Wait for me, mother..."

"Waiting for me to save you..."

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