Azeroth’s Death Track

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General Valentine carrying the rose-sword in his hand, while the wrist was turning, the eyes in front of him were chaotic, and the whole body was covered with gray and black mist, and the crazy sailor was pierced through his chest, but he did not fall immediately. But still like a violent warrior, waving his hands like ghost claws covered with disgusting energy, he burst out roaring violently.

The sailor's situation in front of him is obviously dominated by some kind of dark force, and that kind of force has begun to change his shape from the inside, the abnormal muscles, the twisted face, the whole body, As strange as blistering, pale and mixed with black disgusting and corrupt gas, it made him look like a monster creeping out of a terrible abyss.

"It's so hard!"

A cold flash of light flashed through General Valentine's blood-red eyes. His sword thrust forward in his hand, and the other hand quickly gathered into the blood claw of a vampire. One claw ripped open the monster's chest in front of him, winding it around black After the heart of energy shattered, the terrifying monster finally fell to the deck without strength.

"Scatter them!"

The general flicked the blood stains on his fingers in disgust. With a command, the few undead guards who were beside the general twitched their weapons, without hesitation slashing the crazy sailors, trying to save the general and the rest. The commanders who had a clear will opened an escape path. The whole deck was covered with dead bodies. The **** smell mixed with the smoke was simply disgusting.

The Black Ark Fleet's flagship "Blood Eagle" has now become a chaotic and terrible battlefield, not to mention insisting on fighting the invincible fleet. This ship, and even the entire fleet, can't even protect themselves.

The weird energy that suddenly appeared and spread like a plague among the sailors has manipulated the minds of most people, causing them to wield weapons madly, losing their senses like wild animals, and venting their crazy emotions to themselves Of their companions, there is no doubt that they were attacked, but not by the invincible fleet, but by an invisible black hand.

"boom"

Valentine looked back at his beloved ship for the last time. There was a trace of pain in the eyes of this blood general, but without much hesitation, he turned and jumped off the deck, into the lifeboat on the water, he picked up a A paddle, said to the companions sitting on the boat:

"Pad, leave this devil's sea at the fastest speed, they are not saved...don't trap us ourselves."

"General, that monster, what the **** is that?"

An apparently frightened pygmy engineering technician shrank tremblingly on the lifeboat, turning back and forth from time to time to look at the warship and deck that were frantically fighting, he couldn't help but ask:

"Is that a disease or a curse?"

"I do not know!"

Valentine’s mood was a little low. The loss of control of the crew of the Black Ark fleet seemed to happen in an instant. When Valentine received the news, the strange out of control and chaos could not be controlled. It was like The plague infects people indiscriminately in the crowd, but any sailor infected with that kind of dark gray energy will lose his mind and be infested with mania and chaos.

It was like a spark thrown into a barrel of oil, and all the flames that burned out in an instant, coupled with the constant oppression of the invincible fleet, caused more and more sailors to be defeated by their will and the spread of the strange power. Corroding the mind is like rolling snowflakes. In just a few tens of minutes, it completely destroyed the order of the dozen or so warships in the Black Ark.

The blood-general general shook his head. He looked at the muddy sea where the ship fragments were floating. He said:

"There are a lot of legends in this sea area, maybe the devil mist described in those legends is true, maybe there is really a manipulating devil who is sealed in these dissipating mist...no one knows."

"I hope that those brothers who have escaped this sea area can send this news back to the Federation... no more people can be sent to die."

The blood clan general gritted his teeth and looked at the battlefield artillery that had gradually stopped in the rear, he said softly:

"This sea area, under this continent, is not hiding hope..."

"However, it is not without good news!"

This somewhat embarrassed blood general general narrowed his eyes. He looked at the imperial invincible fleet that had prevailed in naval battles. In the excellent vision of the blood lineage, he could see that some warships of the invincible fleet also appeared to have signs of confusion. This made the blood clan generals say with a hint of pleasure:

"The devil in the mist has ruined us, and it will not let go of those stupid and arrogant imperial... their invincible fleet, it's over!"

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"Let all the ships behind get out!"

At this time, Tenred had lost his calmness. He kicked the crazy sailor in front of his eyes and shouted to Major Taylor behind him:

"Don't let them go! Let them back! Exit the sea as quickly as possible!"

"it is good!"

The major general lifted the warhammer in his hand and smashed the blocked soldier with a hammer, but at the moment he was about to rush into the bridge, a terrible loud noise accompanied by the strong shock of the Jackdaw would be caught off guard. The major general flew out and hit the blood-stained deck hard.

"Tear it"

Tenred raised his head in the strong shock. He saw the bow of the battleship "Rage", which was originally enclosed on the left side of the Jackdaw, and slanted against the Jackdaw in a striking attitude. On the side of the ship, the bow shaped like a griffon twirled and flew out in this impact, crushing several unlucky sailors into meat, and more frighteningly, the two traveling warships used this The "friction" gestures interacted, causing the entire Jackdaw's main deck to make a sour ear and scalp numb.

That was the overwhelming sound of the oak deck...

The helm of the rage is obviously out of control, and at the moment when the two ships were "intimately contacted", on the deck of the rage, the sailors who were infested with arms carried weapons, just like the wildest savage Like a person, they grabbed the rope of the ship and swayed above the deck of the Jackdaw. At the moment they fell into the crowd, they could not help raising their weapons, no matter who they were in front of them, and began a crazy hack.

For a time, the deck that had just been suppressed by Tenred with the guards turned into a terrifying Shura killing ground, and even more terrible, with the blood and anger's wanton flow, the original calm guards , A confusing look also appeared in his eyes.

Tenred lowered his head. He saw the silver anchor pendant hanging on his chest. The inherited treasure of the Proudmoore family was shining quickly with white light. This magical wonder shining was undoubtedly warning Tan Reid, something threatening, may be some kind of curse, or some kind of energy, spreading rapidly on the deck.

Judging by the frequency with which this pendant shines, this energy has obviously been stored to a very terrible point...

"No wonder the people on the Black Ark are going to jump into the sea to escape... so it turns out."

The Prince of the Sea waved his war halberd and smashed two of the dyed soldiers who sneaked from behind to the ground. He looked left and right, put his fingers in his mouth, made a loud whistle, and paid attention to the sober guards Focus on him.

"Everyone! Abandon ship!"

Tenred shouted, withdrew the sword, and cut the tight rope on the mast. At the next moment, as the main sail whistled, the sea breeze filled the sails, and the entire stopped boat began to accelerate again. So that the unprepared soldiers who were unpredictable could not maintain their body and fell onto the deck one after another.

Taking advantage of this, the Prince of the Sea lifted Major General Taylor who was unconscious due to the impact, carried him on his shoulders, and then ran a few steps, with a perfect jumping posture, fell into the icy sea, and was thumping A few minutes later, Tenred and Taylor were pulled up by some sailors who found the lifeboat.

Behind them, the hacking sounds on the Jackdaw, the roaring and the cry before dying, silenced all those who fled.

It's not that they are unwilling to save those companions, but they...can't.

The empire and the federation thought they could control this continent, which was revisited. However, the foggy empire Pandaria gave these two arrogant guys a loud slap in a brutal gesture and shook their hands. Sweet dreams wake up.

This continent has been sealed for 10,000 years, but it is really not as simple as it looks on the surface...

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"Try harder! The coast is just ahead!"

After drifting in the sea for nearly an hour, Tenred and dozens of lucky sailors sat in 10 lifeboats, and finally saw the coastline of Pandaria, which gave these tired Imperial soldiers new hope. The oars paddled the water, and soon the tide surged to send the survivors onto a sandy beach covered with small white stones.

Tanred walked onto the beach under the water. He had some difficult hands and feet and fell on the beach. Behind him, the sailors who escaped were also silent with a listless look. This is no wonder they looked at the Empire. The first naval battle of the Federation will end with their victory. The unexpected third-party blackhand stabs them fiercely in the back.

Who can bear this?

"What the **** is going on?"

Tenred moved his shoulders, stood up from the beach, while allocating work to the sailors aloud, and thinking about this problem in his heart, he could not swallow this breath, but the problem was that this strange source of contagious energy Where is it? Is it a horror curse similar to the soul plague? Once those warships fleeing the battlefield bring this plague back to the empire... will it lead to a more terrible end?

As a fleet commander, these issues must be considered by Tenred.

However, as several sailors grabbed their weapons and prepared to explore the surrounding environment, a low gunshot and the cry of the sailors who had been hit by thighs with bullets on their thighs immediately changed the atmosphere on the beach Stagnate.

"Ah! See who this is!"

General Valentin, wearing a captain's cap, carrying a rapid-fire pistol and a rose sword, and the sailors of the Black Ark Fleet he had gathered up, stood up from the other side of the beach. Obviously, they were specialized in Here is the ambush of Tanred.

"The great sea prince Tanred Proudmoore!"

Valentine waved his hand. Behind him, the soldiers of the Black Ark set up the short-barrel shotgun in their hands. Under the sight of the more than 20 guns, the sailors on the side of Tanred also wanted to fight back, but The fastest people were immediately knocked over to the ground by whistling bullets, life and death unknown.

The **** smell swelled on the beach with the turbulent sea breeze. Tanred looked ugly, but under the threat of General Valentine's pistol, his hand on the hilt had to be released.

He doesn't want to die here... not because he fears death, but because he still has a lot of things to do.

"Valentin, your grandfather is Kul Tiras's greatest general..."

Tanred shouted in a deep voice:

"Have you inherited his surname and blood, but did not inherit his fearless courage? You lost to me on the sea, so you intend to use this small means to win back the victory?"

"This is the glory of the federal soldiers?"

"Of course not, I just... say hello to you, Tenred, my old friend..."

General Valentin threw the pistol in his hand to his adjutant. He pulled his blood-red bayonet sword out of the scabbard and aimed the blade at Tanred. He moved his wrist and swung it out. A fighting stance:

"Come on, I haven't seen you in a few years, let me see how you are doing now, Tenred, if you lose, then you and me will go back to the Federation to be "guests."

"Just what I want!"

Tenred also withdrew his own command knife. Under the watch of the sailors on both sides, the two commanders who met on the narrow road carried weapons and were ready to conduct a duel on this far away land.

However, at the moment when Tenred and Valentine screamed at the same time, rushing towards each other, a black shadow rushed into the two men's battle circle with lightning, and the shadow gave a low roar, Separating his hands, in the sizzle of the blade, Tenred's sword and Valentin's bayonet were simultaneously pinched by the hands of the shadow.

It was a pandaren monk with a black hat, wearing black leather armor, and an indifferent face. He gripped their arms with his fingers, just like iron tongs. Tenred and Valentine wanted both at the same time. The weapon was withdrawn, but no matter how hard it was, the weapon could not be withdrawn.

The Pandaren monk shook his head disdainfully, his wrist turned outward, took the weapon from the hands of the two, and then tossed aside, his fat body leaned back slightly, his hands staggered on his chest, and posed A weird fighting stance came out, and the provocative meaning was extremely obvious. The two commanders glanced at each other. This sudden guy interrupted the duel rhythm of the two, while Tenred and Valentine were friends. .

After the third-party provocateurs appeared, they hardly hesitated, and they attacked the pandaren from left to right, just as they did when they were training together in Kul Tiras as a teenager.

As a result, the agile fat guy countered with an unimaginable posture, playing with two people like a joke, in just ten seconds, under the phantom-like punches and blows, Tan Reid He and Valentine were both stunned and fell to the feet of the pandaren monk.

The sailors on both sides were eager to rush to save their chief, but before they could act, a thunderous dragon sound sounded on the beach, a huge dragon like a black snake Swimming flexibly in the low altitude, the body of the nearly 100-meter field brought terrible pressure to the mortals below.

Until this time, next to the pandaren, the blood maid Cordana stepped out of the shadows reluctantly, and warned the dazed sailors in common language:

"Empire and Commonwealth sailors, there are traces of shamanism remaining on you..."

"Put down your weapon immediately! Hold your head in both hands and squat on the ground! Accept the Shado-Pan investigation!"

"This is the last warning!"

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