Azeroth’s Death Track

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On the Naga Crypt position on the Black Coast, in the vibration of the cold tide, this wet highland was already covered with fallen corpses, stained with bright red blood, and the battle of death was still on the battlefield where the light and shadow were mottled carry on.

The dark-bladed blood maids soon under the cover of the agents, broke up the formation of the Kadore Warden, and the Illidari Demon Hunter who was in the same position as the Warriors was exhausted, but was also Forced to join the war again, and in the face of the full preparation of the Dark Edge Intelligence Bureau, these Kadore soldiers quickly fell into their own dilemmas.

The high-level watchmen can also persevere in the haunted attacks of the Sahelians, and from time to time kill a few reckless opponents, but other ordinary watchmen face the impact of blood and quickly defeated the watchman. Inheritance does take into account the advantages of warriors and assassins, but this does not mean that every watchman is a god-like fighter, they will also feel pressure when they are hit by two sides, and once the pressure is too large, they will also collapse.

And the most terrible thing is that in the face of these rebellious watchmen who manipulate the power of blood, once they are injured, once they shed blood, in this cruel battle, it is equivalent to being sentenced to death...

"what"

A high-level watchman who shuttled back and forth in the shadows, holding a knife wheel and slashing in the dark blade agent's group, all the blood in the body was boiling under the control of blood magic. She felt the flow in her blood vessels. It was no longer blood, but more like hot lava. This pain caused by the inside caused the high-level watchman to lose control of the shadows in an instant. She fell into the air in embarrassment and she struggled on the ground. Support your body.

However, at the next moment, she was penetrated through the chest with fierce swords stabbed in three directions. After the heart was cut, the painful watchman bit his teeth and raised the **** knife wheel, trying to cut again. She dropped the attacking head in front of her eyes, but between the light and shadow, her broken body was blown out, and finally hit the cold water under the high ground.

Like a leaf that fell into the tide, after several tumblings, it was blown by the tide and fell into the cold water.

A warrior, dead...

But soon, she will draw new power from death and start to fight for new ideals...This is the most embarrassing situation when facing death, even if she is unwilling to serve death in life, but after death, it is still inevitable Join it.

"Melin, catch your hand!"

Mai Lin. The armor of the blade wing was cared for by the two high-level agents. The past companions showed no mercy in this battle of life and death. Although Mai Lin was also a talented watchman, but She was still trapped in a deadly offensive, and before another blade impact, Mai Lin stepped back a few steps. The owl helmet on her head was torn apart in the battle just now. This character is stubborn. The elder Cadore took off his helmet and threw it aside.

There were several scars on her thin face, but at this time, the young elf looked at the two former companions in front of her fiercely, and she urged her to slobber **** saliva and gritted her teeth and said:

"Come on!"

"Om"

The blood war blade in Miss Marais's hand waved outwards, throwing away a few drops of blood on the blade. With the bat helmet on, she tilted her head and looked at her former little sister. She persuaded her with a hoarse voice. :

"Mylin, you are also a commander, look back, I mean... Since Maiev gave these sisters to your commander, you have to think about the companions behind you as much as possible! "

This sentence made Mai Lin. Blade wing clenched her armor. She looked back subconsciously, and saw the companions who were dying like the beasts in the trap, and the last watchmen who followed her were very brave. Each of these sisters getting along with each other has killed several opponents, but in the face of the quantitative advantages of the blood maids, even a soldier with strong determination will become weak in the continuous bloodshed and then be attacked from behind. The sharp blade coming through the heart.

The last watchmen did not live up to the expectations of Ms. Maiev, the warden. Each of them was extremely brave. They were not guilty of the oath they made when they joined the watchman. However, their number...too few.

"You are being slaughtered, like a pig thrown on a chopping board! For a mission that is impossible to complete, to die meaninglessly, you are brave, not worthy of the name of the watchman..."

Milana, who was standing next to Marais, the shorter blood watcher persuaded in a sullen voice:

"But Marlene, such a sacrifice is meaningless, let's put down the weapons! The last watchmen, you have proved yourself... put down the weapons, you can live!"

"Ms. Maiev never taught me to surrender in battle, you will never find a watchman who surrenders without fighting!"

Mai Lin's eyes were filled with a tragic sacrifice, her voice was full of murderous intentions, she raised the knife wheel in her hand, and in the shaking of her arm, she said softly:

"Don't talk nonsense, come on! It's our mission to die here, and the watchmen never give up our mission!"

Marais and Mirana glanced at each other. The two blood maids raised their weapons at the same time. Before the final battle, Marais whispered:

"Now I finally know why the shadow has always valued you, Mai Lin... You are the kind of person we need, and you will become an excellent blood maid, no doubt!"

"I won't... join you!"

Mai Lin responded disdainfully. At the next moment, three blood figures fluttered around the **** high ground of the night. In the symphony of the blade, the light voice of Malais was clearly printed on Mai Lin. In the ear of the knife wing:

"The will is good, but unfortunately... death never gives you a chance to choose."

"Welcome to join Dark Blade, the last watchman..."

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Under the cruel battlefield of the Naga Crypt, in the deepest cave of the Naga who used to hide the Tide Scepter, the queen of Azshara, who was given the mission of guarding the scepter by the Queen Azshara, was the prince of the sea witches, Alci Nailed on a wet stone wall in an "artistic" posture, a blood dagger was inserted in each of her six palms, just like an extra large Naga specimen.

The green blood flowing from her covered the whole wet mountain wall, this cunning Naga lowered her head, and the heads of the weird little snakes above her head also shrugged in the air, obviously, She died... in a painful and extreme attitude, she died in this invisible place, together with the ambitions she had just bred, and her self-righteous future, were buried in this mouse hole.

Dead is meaningless, dead is not worth mentioning.

On the side of Alsie's body, the shadow was watching the tidal scepter through the dim moss light in the crypt, and asked with deep meaning:

"I am curious how many people have you brought this time? My dear Maiev."

In the shadow opposite the shadow, Warden Maiev, who wore a quaint armor and held a thorn-blade wheel, answered in a cold, ice-like voice:

"Not many, but it is enough to bury the rebels you brought, Nasha, I used to save you, but now it seems that you are no longer necessary to be saved..."

"Nasa in my heart has long since died, and now standing in front of me is a real monster."

"So, are you going to kill me?"

The shadow reached out and took the white mask that she had almost never taken off. She hesitated, and finally did not take the mask off. She looked at her former "family lovers", but only a short time passed. For more than ten years, but it seems like a world away. She has imagined countless times when she faced Maiev again, but she had to wait until this moment, but she was a little bit interested.

Time and experience completely changed her... she was no longer the original herself, and those green feelings had long since passed away with the wind.

"Those agents are only used to block Illidari. Although the followers of Illidan are few in number, they are very difficult enemies, but before I came here, I gave Marais another order. "

The shadow said quietly:

"Once the watchmen appear on this battlefield, they will bring all the blood watchers we have carefully trained in these ten years to join the battle. That is a number that will make you desperate... Seriously, I don’t I hope you will come, but you are still here."

"Mavi, you always say that you are the last watchman. I can see that after sticking to the watchman’s mission for more than 10,000 years, you are also tired of living in the shadows. You refuse to stay in the card. Calling a new watchman among the Dole Elves, you want to bury this organization that you created in one hand... I can see that under the indifferent appearance, Maiev, you are a gentle person... you have already watched The devoted one has devoted all his life and devoted everything, and you hope that this heavy mission will be completely ended in your hands."

"bass"

The knife wheel in Maiev's hands shone slightly in the air. In the buzz of the blade, the warden seemed to lose interest in speaking. She said in a deep voice:

"It's no use saying more! Nassa, give me the scepter of the tide!"

The shadow shook her head. She tied her scepter around her waist, and then took a step back. She glanced at the mechanical watch on her wrist. She glanced at the approaching Maiev again. She said softly:

"Do not!"

"Mavi, it's time... your ten thousand years of mission is over today, I am honored that I can let you go free..."

"Is it up to you?"

Maiev asked in a disdainful voice:

"traitor!"

"Of course it's not just the cute little fairy Nasa..."

Between the halo of blood magic, and outside Nasa’s beginning to violently penetrate the mountain channel of this Naga crypt, a light voice sounded in the darkness, followed by a blood-red dress, The woman with the exquisite little crown appeared in the dark crypt in the sparkle of the blood shadow.

Aurelia stretched her shoulders and moved her wrists. Like an old friend, she beckoned Ms. Maiev who was standing in the shadows. The gentleness of the **** maid's face was like a real and real Old friends say the same:

"Yo, Miss Maiev, I'm sorry that I'm late... Several bear children in the family are in trouble, I just beat them."

The **** mother is like a full-time mother who complains about the child's disobedience. While shaking her hand to make a red long sword with blood, she brushed her dark blonde hair. She looked up and looked at the code in front of her with a smile. The warden, she said softly:

"Tirion has complained to me several times. The Dark Edge Intelligence Bureau is getting bigger and bigger now. He is also a little bit overwhelming as the director. We need a real professional to manage this intelligence organization, so my husband asked me to ask Are you interested in working at the Dark Edge Intelligence Bureau?"

"Oh, by the way... employment letters, certificates, seals, offices, and salary for the first three months plus post subsidies are all ready for you."

"Om"

The **** mother shook her wrist, and the **** sword in her hand made a strange buzz. When she looked up, there was no smile in her dark red eyes:

"So, you, can't refuse!"

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Mount Hyjal is facing the battlefield, Queen Azshara has been away from the battlefield for a long time, and the crazy war between the night elves and Naga has not stopped because of this, but has become more and more chaotic.

With the rise of the tide, the mountain junction between Mount Hyjal and Felwood has completely fallen into the hands of Naga, and the night elf army had to retreat to the second layer of the demon war, but the tide accumulated in Mount Hyjal The more it means, the more power the Naga can mobilize. After the tide has expanded to a certain extent, the brave sea beasts driven by the Naga also joined the battlefield under the drive of the Naga Beastmaster.

The night elves were already at a disadvantage of numbers, and the Druids of the Cenarion Circle were trapped in the emerald dream, unable to escape, lacking large units like ancient war trees and mountain giants, and facing the fierce sea beast army, The night elves are playing harder and harder on the battlefield, and this trade-off has reduced the night elves' military strength in Mount Hyjal to an extremely dangerous point.

But the problem is that Felwood was blocked by Naga with flood waters, and several legions of the Ashenvale and Stonetalon Mountains, as well as the imperial coalition forces trapped in the Felwood Forest theater, couldn’t come to support... obviously In order to defeat the night elves' holy ground in one fell swoop, the Naga did create a whimsical, but nearly perfect attack plan.

However, the war masters of Queen Azshara and Naga overlooked an important factor...a third-party force not in the plan.

"Wow"

Over the holy site of Mount Hyjal fought by Naga and the night elves, a blue-black sky crack opened in a roar, like opening a door to the outside in the dark clouds, at the edge of the door, Several death lords probed their heads and looked at the battle situation on the Mount Hyjal below. They saw that the night elves were suppressed by the Naga. The Luminas holding the Death Sword slowly said:

"You said, hasn't this Kadore Elf been unlucky in recent years? How did it happen, the ancient god, the demon, and then Naga... I can't stand it anymore, my distant relatives are really It's too awful."

"Well, Mount Hyjal is a really evil place."

Serent touched his chin and looked at the battlefield with intertwined teeth. He looked at the other lords:

"The boss asked us to separate them first, and now it's a pot of porridge, how can this be divided?"

"I am thinking..."

Glokus buckled his horned helmet on his head, and said violently:

"Maybe we can rush into the battlefield and attack both sides at the same time, as long as we kill enough people, they will stop fighting themselves and then come to attack us... this will not be separated!"

"This idea is reliable!"

Luminas rubbed her hands in excitement. She looked at several other lords and said excitedly:

"Then what are we waiting for... let's do it!"

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