Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Wow"

In the bridge hall of the Hammer of the Fel, Lord Targas waved his hunting double sword decorated with skulls, blocking the bombardment of Yrel’s power hammer, but he himself was also repelled by the brutal force of death. step.

The inside of this demon flagship has been messed up by the attack of the dead Titan guards. Behind Yrel, the rock knights wearing black steel armor are wielding dragon cavalry guns and wantonly slaughtering the poor Ai. Ruida demon, and madly destroy the equipment inside this battleship.

This is not an equal contest!

Eredar demon warlocks screamed and threw out terror corrosive magic spells, but those spells smashed on the bodies of the rock knights, except for corroding the black steel armor, they were completely unable to break the Narak The rock body blessed by the engine, on the contrary, the dragon cavalry guns in the hands of the rock knights can easily split the demon in front of them into a group of disgusting flesh with every blessing of their endless great strength. dross.

This is not fair at all!

"You **** souls!"

The hunting sword in the hands of Lord Targas slashed madly at Yrel, but was easily blocked by the death shield held up by the death lord. In the black helmet, Yrel flew white hair, she did not send In a word, the forward step was suppressed. The heavy power hammer in the hand was blessed by the kinetic energy of the flame jet. Every time it hit, it will completely defeat Targas' offensive.

"You shouldn't be here! Velen's fate will end today, and no one can stop it! Go die! Go die!"

"Samaro!"

Yrel held the power hammer in both hands, resisting Targas's violent swing, she whispered the name of her most trusted friend, in the air behind Targas, a German suspended in there The Lenny Banshee halted Targas's neck from behind with her cold hands, and the vicious Banshee Samara sent a kiss to her good friend. At the next moment, the Banshee opened her mouth and let out a cry. A scream of horror gushes out in all directions.

Necromancer offensive magic that directly acts on the soul-Howling Banshee!

"what!"

Lord Targas, who felt that his soul was about to be torn apart, stumbled back. He did not drop his weapon, which represented the demon lord’s extremely powerful fighting instinct, but the pain of being stabbed by the soul still made him unable to fight Iraq. Rael's power hammer bombarded, and the next second, the flame-throwing warhammer hit the Lord Targas' abdomen severely, smashing this unlucky high-level demon in the blood splash.

Yrel wanted to continue to pursue, but the Titan Guards' destruction of the Fel Maul finally made the starship lose its power at this moment. It was like a seriously wounded old man, who made a heavy overwhelming voice. Moaning, the entire starship began to tilt and fell towards the northerly tundra wilderness below.

Under the blessing of gravity, the hoof sister Death Lord reluctantly maintains her body balance in the constantly rolling bridge hall. She shouted to the death Titan guards behind her:

"Fixed the body...ready for the impact!"

"This is the last test... Don't break your body in the impact, it will... hurt!"

"Wow"

Yrel’s voice had just fallen, and between the tumbling portholes of the rapidly falling Fel Maul, there was a gleam of light in the eyes of the hoof girl. It was a golden sacred light, which was shining in the sky, just like It was a fast-opening node door, and soon a door with a golden flame was formed in the sky.

Like a large war portal...

In the final vision of Yrel, who fell along with the Fel Hammer, she tranced to see a golden battleship that rushed into the world from the golden gate.

It was a jewel starship larger than the largest battleship of the Burning Legion, full of draenei creation style, like a jewel flying in the air, and this battleship seemed to be protected by some weird magic, it Every inch of the ship's body shone with the light belonging to the true essence of the Holy Light.

"what is that?"

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"Wow"

The main ship of the Holy Light Corps, the Zenithal spaceship, crossed the world portal that Zella forced to open in the Temple of Void Light. When the starship finally entered Azeroth, it almost squeezed through the space. .

It is extremely difficult for top-level Holy Light creatures like Zela to open the portal across the endless roads of the stars in an instant. She uses the mark on the Chaldeans as a sign to forcibly tear open the wormhole in the space. His own source of holy light serves as a framework for stabilizing the wormhole, which is equivalent to Zela using himself as the battleship's void engine.

Her huge power dissipated at that moment, which made the Mother of Light who had entered Azeroth very weak. She knew the dangers of this world. She knew that she could not stay in this world for long.

"Turalyan! Faria! Tramon!"

With a weak voice, Zella evoked the most trusted subordinates in succession. She said in a deep voice:

"Enter the ground battlefield at the fastest speed, find Illidan and Chaldean, and take them away! This world is not a blessed place of the Holy Light, we cannot stay here for long! Quick!"

The first reaction was the Archbishop Turalyon of the Legion of Light, the Paladin who was born in Azeroth was the first to adapt to the gravity of Azeroth, he quickly flew on the starship console, Tula Yang’s face was dignified, and he could clearly see that in the sky around Zenidar, the battleships of the Burning Legion seemed to be experiencing a strange civil unrest. Several warships had already ceased operation and fell towards the battlefield below. .

In the clouds above Zenidar, there is also a unique formation of black battleship formations, but that battleship formation does not seem to be equipped with a weapon system, and they have not participated in the attack on the starship of the Burning Legion.

This is a great opportunity. In this case, Zenidar’s main gun light arbiter can completely destroy the fleet of the Burning Legion in a short time as long as he fires...

Zenidar is not an imitation of the awkward starship of Azeroth’s Dark Blade. It was born in the most advanced era of Eredar civilization and has the ability to fight among the stars. It is a true interstellar ship. The battleship, and its main gun, is a new product of gunpowder-launched weapons that deviate from the traditional concept of Azeroth. It is a mature product of energy weapons that only exists in the conjecture of some top engineering masters in this world.

The main gun that uses the gathered Holy Light as its energy source and attack mode is called the "Holy Light Adjudicator". If we do not consider the generational difference between technology, we can actually treat this weapon as the energy that the Raven once used The upgraded product of the weapon "Rukma Breath", of course, the technical content between the two is completely different.

"Leave those starships alone! Turalyon, Illidan and Chaldean's signals are below! They are trapped there by demons!"

Captain Faria drove the battlefield observer of the battleship Zenidar. She easily found the signal of Chaldeans. The light-forged priest was hiding in the trench on the edge of the second line of defense on the battlefield, and the target character Illidan In the depths of the demon's position, there is nothing to stop this fanatical demon hunter who is enjoying the thrill of killing the demon. Even under the constant bombardment of the dark blade, Illidan is still chasing his goal.

And at the same speed as the demon hunter's super-sensation and fast speed, the dark blade shelling is also very difficult to cause damage to them.

"The undead on the sea are preparing for the next round of shelling."

"Quick! Clear those demons, and send them both up!"

Fariya turned the observer to the coast on the edge of the Shatari city, and the silent Holy Light Sword Saint Tramon quickly activated Zenidal’s main gun. Behind them, the Lightforged Knights were ready, anytime They can intervene in this ground war, but if everything goes smoothly, they do not need to land for combat.

The Zenidar spaceship has the starship’s teleportation technology, and as long as the target is locked, they can be teleported into the cabin. At that time, Zella opens the portal from Azeroth to the Temple of Void Light again. I can leave this dangerous world in the blink of an eye just like when I came...

On the lower deck of the Holy Light Battleship, the steel shell embellished with jewels slowly opened under mechanical movement, and a fine gemstone embellished with many traveling, strange-looking energy emitters were taken out obliquely downward, and then began to rotate quickly, in Between the rotations, three sections of energy-binding probes were extended beyond the energy emission port. Before the probes, a golden crystal suspended in the probes began to recharge quickly.

Just like a small sun, the bright light that burst out in the sky made everyone on the battlefield below could not help raising his head, but when he looked directly at the light source, his eyes would be shining with a bright halo, They had to raise their palms to block the golden light pierced by the sky. In a few seconds of recharging, the demons on the field of the wilderness below seemed to feel the impending disaster, they roared and retreated, but they There are too many of them, and in this short time, it is impossible to complete the retreat.

"Target locking is complete! 4500 meters below the ground battlefield! The minimum effort! The main gun... launch!"

"boom"

In the low voice of Juggernaut Tramon, a golden pillar of light descended from the sky like a golden waterfall that hung down from the high mountain. When it touched the ground, the whole northerly tundra land began. The demon shook violently, illuminated by the golden beam of light, whether it is a powerful destroyer, or a weak imp, or even a powerful abyssal lord, was instantly burned into the ashes flying in the blazing light.

And between the light swaying slightly, in the black demon sea, a sweeping circular area was shaped in just 3 seconds.

The golden beam, which seemed to cut the world, disappeared suddenly, and there was no sign of it. It was like the scene when it appeared, but in front of everyone on the ground, the army of demons that had surrounded the wilderness was already there. In the just 3 seconds of the main gun fire, it was completely annihilated by a third.

"Cleanup is complete!"

Tramon left the main gun controller with both hands, Captain Faria quickly operated in front of the console, quickly entered the coordinates of Chaldeans and Illidan, just press the button, this raid of the Light Army Will declare the end...

however...

"You don't know, how much thought and energy I spent before inviting you, the mother of the Holy Light, who sees the dragon to the end, to my world..."

"But all come, after messing up my battlefield... Do you want to go so fast?"

"It's really rude..."

A hazy and calm voice suddenly sounded in Zella's mind, making the mother of Holy Light shining around her body suddenly, and she recognized the voice, she knew who it was... Tyrion. Blade of Dawn.

Zela’s "eyes" looked at the top of the starship Zenidar, through the steel wrapped in the Holy Light, above the sky, in the thin clouds of air, the crack of the dead world had opened, and the big The lord was sitting on the edge of the fissure in the dead world, with a burning cigar in his finger, leaning very leisurely on the edge of the black fissure, looking down at the spaceship where the holy light was shining.

At this moment, the eyes of the two gangsters who started to confront each other a long time ago even sparked a spark in the air.

"What the **** do you want to do! Tyrion!"

Zela asked, the Lord Lord did not answer this question. He took a deep breath of smoke. Between the smoke above the sky, he patted the two long swords beside him, and said softly:

"Of course you can leave, my friend Zella."

"But let's guess, how long will it take for me to "stay" all the people on your ship? And your ultimate purpose to be here... Illidan, guess, he can be in front of me Hold on for a few seconds?"

"You... in the end! Wanna do! What!!!"

The voice of the always gentle mother of light at this moment became extremely indifferent, and Naru was also angry.

"It's easy!"

The lord threw the cigar in his hand to the sky in front of him. In the cold temperature, the scattered white smoke seemed to condense in the air. Between the collision of smoke and wind, Tyrion Picking up two long swords, with the sound of a sharp blade unsheathing, he was already standing on top of the Zenidar spacecraft as the dark shadow disappeared.

In the cold wind blowing gray long hair, he whispered:

"Your attachment to fate interfered with my big plan, but it's not regrettable. After all, we were not friends from the beginning..."

"As for what I want to do? Quite simply, I only have a trivial request... Let's have our old opponent come face-to-face with each other! Just use your glittering spaceship as a battlefield..."

"If you fail, everyone sheltered by you will still live peacefully in this world..."

"Of course, Zara the dear mother of light, you can also try to beat me! Then take your booty and leave safely..."

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