Azeroth’s Death Track

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"It's so cold."

With a complaint, the dragon mage Luo Ning, who had just completed a secret mission, came out of the portal. He stepped on the snow on the ground and looked at the winter temple that had been completely covered by crystal ice. Here It seemed that it should have been a majestic Titan palace. Even though the crystal clear, ten thousand years of ice like glass, Luo Ning can still see the mysterious picture carved on the palace.

Those murals seem to describe a war... a war between the guardians and the gods of antiquity, there are still many shadows of elemental creatures.

"Well, this should be a scene describing the battle of the ruler. Perhaps the master of this temple should also be one of the participants in that magnificent war."

Luo Ning was carrying Elunes. The Guardian's Staff, standing in front of the ice, looking at the mural in front of him, while rubbing his chin. Behind him, the mages of New Dalaran were arranging special Cold Warfare, according to the warning of Ms. Elonaya, the ally of the Allied Guardian, standing in the winter temple in front of you is Hodir, the **** of the frost king and the frost giant, which is a cold with absolute zero The giant guardian of ice magic is an extremely difficult magic user.

That is the opponent that the mages must solve... and the mages of New Dalaran are also very interested in the magic books of the guardians stored in the Winter Temple. They will not allow others to intervene.

"Roning, you are here too."

A gentle voice rang behind Master Long, prompting Luo Ning to look back.

Behind him, between the gleaming shine of the portal, wearing a fiery red robe of phoenix, wearing a flaming crown, the handsome and beautiful sun king Kael'thas. The day-by-day person is greeting him, accompanying Over time, years did not seem to leave traces on Kael'thas, he was still as handsome and gentle as he was a decade ago.

However, the Sun King has grown a beard in recent years, which makes him look beyond handsome, and has a steady temperament.

This is probably related to His Majesty Kael'thas having his first child last year. It was the first child of the Sun King and his queen Lannasel, a boy with the orthodox bloodline of the Sundial family. At the time, the news of the prince's birth shocked the entire high elven civilization. All civilizations including night elves sent messengers, even the federation far from the eastern continent.

That was a real happy event. It represented that the rule of the Sundial Dynasty was once again stabilized, and even the differences between the royal party and the parliament were bridged a lot.

"It is an honor, Your Majesty Kael'thas!"

Master Long politely leaned over the Sun King slightly. As the Archmage living in the wilderness of Feralas all year round, the relationship between Luo Ning and Kael'thas is still very good.

"I know that Dalaran invited an important person to come to Ulduar for their platform, but I didn’t expect them to actually move you... I’m curious, what kind of price did those old-fashioned people pay to get them How about big figures like Sun King doing things for them?"

Luo Ning spoke in a relaxed tone, which was full of some dissatisfaction with the Dalaran six-member council, but this question was of course a joke because he already knew from Jaina that the six-member council re-invited Kyle The news that His Majesty Sas joined Dalaran, that is to say, the current Kael'thas Sun Daily, may already be one of the six-member council members.

But beyond Luo Ning's expectations, the Sun King did not cover up, but answered the question quite frankly:

"Don’t look at me with that kind of look, I know what you are thinking, but Dalaran’s invitation to me has been rejected, you really think that a noble sun king will give his destiny to a semi-official Is it a kind of organization? No no no, the country I really want to protect is there, my people are there, I rejected the invitation of the six-member council, but I recommended one of my royal mages to serve, In exchange, I have to help Dalaran solve this trouble."

"Oh? Is it Master Romans?"

Luo Ning asked strangely:

"If it is Master Romans, then the six-member council should be open and welcome. How can you be asked to help them do one thing... Could you recommend an unknown soldier?"

"It's not..."

The Sun King noticed the rod that Luo Ning was carrying behind his back. The rod contained low-key but pure power, but its shape now is... well, it’s silly, like a carved sheep head. The staff, even beneath the sheep's head decoration of that staff, there is a wonderful bell, like a child's toy, like Luo Ning really cut off the head of a poor sheep, and then put it Hanging on top of the staff.

This thing seems to deliberately discredit Luo Ning's image, but after all, the Sun King is a person who pays attention to his demeanor, so he did not immediately point out this problem.

"It's Isaac."

"Isatian Sunreaver? Are you kidding me?"

Luo Ning's eyes widened when he heard the name:

"That second-rate spell-casting **** has the ability to enter the six-member council? My God, you are completely humiliating those old-fashioned, no wonder they will let you come here to deal with this big trouble... It seems that they are also angry."

"The ability of Master Isaac, um, is indeed somewhat lacking."

The Sun King shrugged:

"But he is a very loyal guardian of magic. I trust him very much. I don't need him to do any great deeds. I just need him to stay in the six-member council as my representative. That's all. Your staff... let me think about it, it should be called Elunes. The Scepter of Supreme Lord, right? Why does it manifest like this... so distinctive?"

"It does."

Luo Ning sullenly removed the sheep's head staff from behind and shook it in the air. Master Long said dissatisfiedly:

"It was forced to obey me, but it was very reluctant to do so, so it deliberately turned into this funny look, to laugh at me, or to let everyone who saw this staff laugh at me, this staff itself It’s a bastard, you know? But it’s really easy to use.”

"Cough, the two Archmage Lords, the elders of the Earth Shaman of the Terracotta Council have arrived. He is asking us if we can open the Winter Temple and fight the God of Frost, Hodir?"

As the two master wizards chatted, a high-level wizard in Dalaran whispered:

"Are you two ready?"

"of course."

His Majesty the Sun King Kael'thas withdrew his legendary long sword with the flames of Phoenix from his waist. His fingers flicked gently on the sword. In the buzz of flames, he nodded to the higher-level master behind him:

"Open it, I also want to see how ancient gods... how powerful they are."

Behind him, Luo Ning also followed the funny sheep's head staff behind the Sun King, and at the moment when the ice in the Winter Temple was peeling off slowly, Kael'thas suddenly asked:

"I heard, Master Jaina, a little discomfort recently? Is it serious?"

This question made Luo Ning's eyes blink. He pretended to say easily:

"No! It doesn't matter. Jaina is just too tired. She is almost recovered now. She has recovered from the fate of fate. She will soon return to her home without worrying about her. "

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In a shrine not far away from the life greenhouse and the winter shrine that had been made into a pot of porridge, Brian. Bronze with a steel helmet and Zhou Zhuo wearing a bloated body armor slipped in with a group of masters of the Shado-Pan This way is full of all kinds of weird mechanical creations, but for martial arts masters of the Shado-Pan, such mechanical creations have not caused much trouble.

But after entering this temple full of mechanical technology, full of gears and sparks, this group of martial arts masters unexpectedly found that there is no mad guardian in this empty temple. On the contrary, there is only one Very familiar metal tank.

"Huh, isn't this the chariot we broke down on the battlefield in the front hall?"

Brian walked around this more precise and compact tank a few times. He reached out and took off his helmet, scratched his head, and then looked around. Soon, at the edge of this quiet hall, he found A big red button inlaid on a metal wall... a button as big as a human head is hard to ignore.

And most importantly, above the red button, I also wrote a large line of characters in Titanic like a dog, like a dog crawling:

"Never press this button!"

The large line of characters was like a dazzling warning, but at the moment of seeing the line of characters, Brian’s inexpressible curiosity broke out again, and the curiosity broke out together, and there was a handful One-handed sword, it seems a little dreadful, but agitated Zhou Zhuo.

"You said, what is this button for?"

Zhou Zhuo blinked at Brian next to him, and the old dwarf's fingers jumped, but was quickly pumped hard by his other hand. He held the helmet and murmured:

"I won't press...don't ask, I won't..."

"Uh"

A furry hand was placed on the button, Zhou Zhuo struggled, as if he was persuading himself:

"Look, we are here to save this Titan city, to kill the ancient god, but the seal cannot be lifted, the master of this temple must be found, but it is now missing, maybe, maybe just press and go , It will appear! So, we should press! This world is waiting for us to save it, we can’t hesitate!"

"Well, what you said seems reasonable."

Brian frowned. After a while, he put his hand on the button. He said to Zhou Zhuo:

"Then let's click?"

"Ok!"

The Pandaren nodded, then emphasized very seriously:

"Just click!"

"Okay! Just click!"

The dwarf also nodded, and the two took a deep breath at the same time, counting down together:

"3, 2, 1!"

"boom"

The big red button was pressed, just like the start button of a certain mechanism. At the moment the button was pressed, hundreds of jets were activated at the same time around the temple, and a blazing energy flame Like the flame curtain, the whole temple was wrapped up, so that the vigilant pandaren monks formed a defensive formation in an instant.

And at the moment when the whole temple began to roar, a sharp voice rang in the temple:

"Ah! Didn't I say it all? Don't press that button! Now the entire Ulduar will explode after 20 minutes! This also makes me experiment!"

It was a weird mechanical dwarf jumping out of the air. Its whole body was covered with various precision parts and gears. On its round face, there were two black mechanical eyebrows. And the eyes of the two gems, but although the eyes shined with wisdom, they couldn't ignore the beating chaos.

This means that the mind of the guardian of the mechanical gnomes is also infested by the power of the ancient gods, but it can be seen from its active and funny actions that it still retains a trace of reason.

Maybe... this guardian, don't need to fight?

"Are you the great mechanical guardian Mimirron?"

Brian stepped forward boldly, looking at the mechanical gnome standing on the golden chariot, he said in Titanic:

"Uh, my name is Brian, and his name is Zhou Zhuo. We are here to save Ulduar and the world. Can you open the seal and let us enter the final palace?"

"Uh?"

The dwarf's statement caused the funny black steel eyebrows of the fierce mechanical dwarf guardian to lift up. The mechanical dwarf stopped the wrench in his hand. It sat on the golden chariot. It looked at the flesh and blood creatures in front of it for a moment. After that, it used its steel fingers to snap a loud ring finger:

"Do you want to purify corrosion? Do you want to save Ulduar? That's good, but do you have this strength? Let me test your wisdom first!"

At the moment when Mimillon's metal-filled sound fell, a blue light curtain appeared in front of Zhou Zhuo and Bryan, painted with a variety of dizzying engineering graphics, if not Professionals, reading this thing is like reading a book.

"Aha!"

Mimirron stood on his golden tank and laughed:

"There are 20 minutes, uh, no, in 19 minutes, the entire Ulduar will be blown into the sky under the huge amount of explosives I buried. Do you want to save it? Very simple, this is the subject of 10 engineering , Represents the test of the wisdom of your flesh and blood creatures, but it is too difficult for your wisdom, so I will lower your standards!"

"As long as I can solve a problem in 19 minutes, I will stop the self-explosive program! Solve 2 problems, and I will teach you the seal rune! Solve 3 problems, ah, that is definitely impossible, but if you If it's really done, I'll help you deal with Yogg-Saron!"

"Look! I don't really need you! I'm ready for my final battle weapon!"

Mimirron patted the golden chariot below him proudly. The nervous mechanical dwarf shouted loudly with a loud voice:

"Worship my invincible invention! Bathe in its glory! It is it! I have worked hard to study the results for so long! V0-L7R-0N weapon platform! I call it God of War King Kong! This is not for you. .. Yogg-Saron is its real opponent!"

"Now, solve the problem! There is not much time left for you!"

Faced with the ten questions like the heavenly book, the old dwarf rolled his eyes, took out the communicator from behind his waist, and shouted to the outside coalition leader:

"Damn it! Bring me the madman of Hesso! Quick! And Gerbin Mekkatorque! Let him come too!"

"We only have 18 minutes left! I need the smartest person in the world! Hurry!"

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