Azeroth’s Death Track

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"There!"

Muradin. Bronzebeard in full armor stood on top of a black steam tank cast into a goat’s head with a coiled angle. Among the snowflakes, he pointed to the far side of the snow plain, another in the gully. The palace above the huge steel wall on the side, he said to the leaders from all races behind him:

"There is the Lightning Hall! Loken's hiding place!"

Behind this huge army armed with tanks and siege vehicles, the battlefield that had been quieted down was full of craters bombarded by artillery shells. The smell of smoky smoke had not yet dissipated, but before this piece of noise The earth has once again been covered with snow, and the steel fragments scattered on the battlefield are the wreckage of the steel soldiers of the Lightning Legion from the Hall of Lightning.

These once glorious world guards fell here in an extremely disrespectful posture, and they could not see any light on their cold bodies. After losing the temperament of justice ten thousand years ago, these steel-cast warriors have read Fallen into servants of rebels.

They are no longer noble...

Their wreckage was collected by the dwarves and put into the forging furnace of the base camp, which was melted into the best molten iron. The elite war craftsmen of the dwarves were forged around the clock, a set of exquisite sets, representing The armor and weapons of the glorious war of the gods were distributed to the surviving soldiers. This is not only glory, but also a recognition and a reward.

It is a kind of protection...

It is only through the use of armor made of thunder-cast steel that can protect the soldiers against the steel soldiers, and they will not die violently because of the disadvantage of armor and weapons.

It is said that such a grisly and highly practical thunder-cast armor has become the new favorite of many nobles in the Kalimdor continent. In the narration of countless nomads, such armament has become A symbol of courage, it also called on more passionate youths to spontaneously travel to Northrend to participate in this century of war.

And the last time such a scene appeared, it was in the era of the battlefield of Silithus... At that time, the warriors were also to save the world.

"Tonight!"

"We will be raving through the night in the Lightning Hall!"

Muradin raised the warhammer in his hands, and the low voice of the coalition commander resounded throughout the forward position:

"Now! Attack!"

"Boom, boom, boom"

Along with Muradin's shouts, the artillery positions on the side of the cliff began to fire wildly. Those shells dragging black smoke and red flames roared down the cliff as if they were cut by the blade, and finally ruthless Smashing **** the Aldur steel city wall, this dense artillery shot shot the long-range weapons of the lightning-cast soldiers who were guarding the entrance of the Lightning Hall. The ancient jet weapons were soon in the mortals The heartbreaking firepower density was completely destroyed.

Under the cover of their own artillery fire, a dozen huge airships carrying the most courageous assault troops, led by Muradin, Tyrande and Garrosh, began to land on the wall of the cold Ulduar city. They are going to have a clean and simple raid, and before Loken has fled back to Ulduar, he talks about the traitor of the gods beheaded in his palace.

The mortals always look at the legends passed down in the age of the gods with respect and fear, but when they truly entered the legend of the gods, they suddenly discovered that the servants of the gods were not invincible... The servants of the gods are just like this. Does it mean that mortal fangs can also touch the noble gods?

And those who can be defeated by mortals who are united...are they really qualified to be called gods?

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"Quick! Quick! Let all the soldiers enter the post!"

In the front hall of the Lightning Hall, the heavily armed General Lei Zhu shouted loudly, under his command, all the steel soldiers stationed in the Lightning Hall were running in the broad temple, these are The Guardian of the Wisdom Guardian Loken is also the most elite group of soldiers in the Leizhu Legion.

Unfortunately, their number is too small...

General Biagri, who is loyal to Loken, has heard the roaring vibrations from the wall of Odour outside the Hall of Lightning, which means that those rebellious and crazy mortals are already trying to attack the temple of the creator. What an unforgivable sin! It's too rampant!

But what the mortals of the flesh and blood have done in the past 15 days has surprised and even shocked General Biagri who has experienced the battle of domination!

Once invincible, under the commander-in-chief of the Guardian, he defeated the steel corps of the Dark Empire built by the ancient gods, and was actually defeated by a group of ants like mortals on the frontal battlefield!

Less than one-tenth of the 5,000 steel soldiers sent out fled back, and the others were buried under the cold storm of the storm cliffs, and even melted into weapons and armor by those lunatic like mortals... This made General Biagri extremely angry. However, before his sanctions came, those bold mortals actually took the initiative to attack this sacred place.

"Buy them here!"

The general of Steel Veku growled, his servants handed him a heavy battle axe, this brave general raised his weapon, he stood on the overhanging bridge in the Hall of Lightning, and under him he could see that Under the bridge, on the ground at the bottom of the Lightning Hall, there are densely packed, yet unactivated Thundercast Generals, as many as two legions!

That was after the end of the battle of the masters, the guards who had taken the initiative to enter the stopped state. After the war with the mortals started, General Biagli would command these legions to crush the mortals. Unfortunately, the cunning flesh and blood The ants locked the control of the two steel legions in a despicable way, which reduced the strength of the Lightning Hall to a very dangerous point.

General Viku tried several times to explain this problem to the great Loken, but unfortunately, Loken, the wise guardian, didn't seem to care about this... since this wake-up, the once wise and gentle wise guardian, also seems to have It became even more hazy, he would mysteriously disappear from time to time in the Hall of Lightning, no one knows where he went...

But the lord’s behavior is not something that a loyal general can evaluate. What he can do is only to arrange the remaining soldiers in various places in the temple, so that those arrogant mortals will not disturb the thinking of the great master, and... he will Will stay on his post until his death!

"Wow"

A loud bang interrupted General Beagle's thinking. He looked up and saw a slender elf holding a double-edged battle sickle, and a group of elven soldiers in heavy armor rushed into himself. Outside the defensive front, the elf was wearing a silver skirt, and her cheeks had a weird pattern on her cheeks. During walking, a halo like a moonshade enveloped her body, making her look like Like a warrior wrapped in a halo.

A dozen steel soldiers tried to prevent the woman from stepping into the front line of the hall, but the next moment they rushed to the elf, the battle sickle in the elf's hands flew, a dozen scattered stars falling from the sky, just like howling The shells hit the soldiers' heads like that, and the mysterious magic petrified them in place, and then they were shredded with weapons by the soldiers who followed the elf.

This scene made General Biagri very angry. The brave steel Vrykul roared and pulled a huge battle axe from behind. Before the thunder and lightning flashed, he rushed towards the elf commander in front of him.

"boom"

The wind axe swayed by the wind and thunder, the battle axe with great strength was easily blocked by Tyrande with the moon **** sickle in his hand, and a layer of moon yarn was shrouded on Tyrande’s body to make this dark moon God of War With almost unparalleled strength, in the hardening of the war, Tyrande's originally sparse martial arts became elegant and dangerous.

Her green braid fluttered, and between the collision of the weapons of the two, the steel ground at the foot of the dark moon God of War showed tears, and the once moon sacrifice looked at her with an indifferent eye. General Iron Veku, she speaks fluent Titan in a hoarse voice:

"Put down your weapon! The guardian's general..."

"You are walking on the wrong path, but Elune will give you a chance to atonement... Put down your weapon! I will only say it once!"

"Elune?"

General Biagri is not a fool who knows nothing. As a member of Lei Zhu who participated in the battle of domination, he also knows some secrets about Azeroth. He knows that Elune is the world of Azeroth. The spirit's reputation in the world is theoretically one of the princes of his guardians. However, in the order that Loken gave him, he did not lay down his weapon and surrender this item.

"Wow"

Between the blue magic patterns on General Beagle's body, a dazzling flash of lightning flashed over his body and weapon. This 5-meter-tall steel giant waved a battle axe, and between the eruptions of power, Tyrande, who was like a ant in front of her, flew out, and the Dark Moon God tumbling swiftly in the air for several weeks, and finally fell lightly in front of her Elf Legion. She changed the double-edged war sickle to her left hand, and then looked at General Viku holding arms in front of him.

Biagre saw the killing intention in the eyes of the Elune warrior in front of him. He knew that this might be his last battle.

But as a loyal fighter, he is not afraid of this result...

"soldiers!"

Biagri raised the tomahawk that haunted thunder and lightning, and his roar like thunder resounded through the battlefield:

"Protect Creator! Keep fighting!"

"Stubbornness!"

The unabashed murderous intention shone in Tyrande's eyes as if painted with smoky makeup, Elune told her what Auduar had, and Luna also showed her that once Auduar's crisis What kind of impact will the explosion have on the world? Tyrande really came with the mission of saving the Protoss. She didn’t waste much time on this group of dead-eyed steel soldiers who were fooled by the betrayer of the gods. .

"kill!"

Tyrande ordered that the brave elves wearing heavy forged armour and holding heavy weapons, like the most courageous warriors, rushed to the steel dimensional under the leadership of Tyrande. The Kuren, these slender and weak elves suffered disaster and re-armed themselves with the right faith, their sharp fangs are not weaker than the orcs or humans...

At the same time that the elf warfare and the steel Vrykul were fighting, deeper in the Hall of Lightning, beside the furnace of the flame giant Volcan, the dwarves were also blocked by strong enemies.

The huge body made of rocks in front of the eyes, but the vicious giants with scorching flames all around them constantly awakened the demons made by the rocks. These unself-conscious rock life blocked the dwarves from marching in a suicide form. , And the giants of flames are also the creation of the guardians of the Titans, although they are much smaller than the giants of ice on the storm cliffs.

Of course, even worse is the Storm Giant, these legendary giants are about to wipe out the clan.

Unlike the ice giant's ability to shape ice, the flame giant is a natural forge, their huge body contains a burning flame, they are like the best craftsmen, can use their forging hammer to create the most Perfect rock warriors, but the flame giants are naturally cunning. After Loken set off the rebellion, they were the first Titan creations to actively follow the betrayer.

When Loken planned to slaughter the Vrykul and the Earth Spirit, these cruel flame giants were the black hands to help the abuse.

"Blood, crack!"

Furnace shaper Vulcan made a cruel and joyful cry while pulling the chain, pouring the molten iron above the hall, completely melting the unexpected soldiers on the earth. This cruel death method made this giant fire There was another burst of laughter.

And this angered Muradin. The dwarf prince waved the warhammer and smashed the golem that was blocking the road. He roared towards Volcan, who rushed to the forge, and the cruel flame giant saw the raider, but He was not in a panic. When Muradin rushed to the forge, Volcan laughed and pushed the forge down. The next moment, the **** flame with a terrible temperature of nearly 10,000 degrees completely submerged the small Muradin. .

"Hahahaha! Stupid flesh and blood life... How dare you enter this holy temple! Die, die!"

However, at the moment its laughter echoed through the forge hall, in the horrible **** flame, a small figure stood up like that.

The body armor was covered by the melted Muradin, throwing the melted armor on the body aside, he raised his head, a bit of human taunt flashed on the diamond face, the next moment, the body of the diamond dwarf quickly expanded , Like an inflated balloon, under the blessing of the king of the hills, Muradin was caught behind the flame giant’s beard, and in the frightened scream of Vulcan, the diamond dwarf was at his hand Grab the hot forging hammer and hit it hard.

"Wow"

In the sound of his broken head, Muradin lifted Vulcan's crushed head. He looked at the cheering dwarves, and he shouted:

"Continue to attack! Warriors!"

"Loken's evil servants can't stop us! The evil god...can't stop us!"

"Let him fall today!"

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