Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Idiot Fenner and Phoenix Sword Master are fighting.

In an unmanned hall on the middle floor of the Sunwell Tower, two Elf Sword Masters were fighting back and forth.

Fenna mercilessly attacked the old knight in front of her with skillful attacks, and Sir Salorian also fought back with the Elven Holy Sword in his hand.

However, the two finally knew the importance of this place, so their battle was more of a competition of skills rather than stimulating the super destructive power of the legends for a fatal battle.

But the old knight is old after all. According to the standards of elves, he is over 1,700 years old and has passed the peak of his physical strength. Although he has become more experienced and deadly with experience, he is still facing the extremely talented and powerful Fenner. Salorian still felt great pressure while following his bratty brother around to collect wool and become a super soldier.

He has studied the martial arts of Quel'Thalas all his life, and combined it with his dragon-forged blade to sum up a set of phoenix swordsmanship, which combines power, dexterity and elegance. He once competed with the Fire Blade Sword Master in the orc war and did not fall behind at all.

But unfortunately, Fenna also knows this set of Phoenix Swordsmanship, and it was taught to Fenna personally by the old knight when she was a child.

Looking at Fenner on the other hand, her fighting style is very versatile.

In addition to the elegant and deadly elven swordsmanship, Fenner is also proficient in the berserker combat skills of the vrykul shieldmaiden, the blood rage tactics of the orc warriors, and the crushing attack of the tauren.

Even the Pandaren's monk fighting style that resembles the deadly dance.

This is a completely hexagonal warrior with no shortcomings except his brain.

The most terrible thing is that Fenner has mastered these various skills with her super talent in the way of warrior.

The strength of a stupid warrior does not come from talent, but also from the difficult battles against powerful enemies time and time again.

Her divine power of Tyr can only be activated when challenging powerful enemies. Only real battles can make Fenner's manipulation of the divine power of courage more delicate and skillful.

In addition, Fenner also has a set of "bottom-up" combat skills.

Just like now, Sir Salorian dodged Fenner's beheading and appeared beside the stupid warrior with a cool sliding step, preparing to use a phoenix punch to interrupt Fenner's increasingly violent offensive.

But while he was raising his sword to pierce, Fenner's mouth showed a cunning expression of "taking the bait". She rotated her body while assuming a sideways slashing stance with both swords in her hands.

A sense of deadly threat arose in Sir Salorian's heart.

The sense of danger that felt like needles made the old knight immediately change his tactics, switching from offense to defense, lowering his body with the holy sword in front of him to prepare for the impact.

"Look at me, the great enemy breaker!"

Fenner called out the name of her move very well.

The divine power of courage in his body was also mobilized to cover the sharp blades of Quel'Sera and Wind Chaser's swords. He turned around and made a double sweep to bring out a bright starlight filled with anger.

The power exerted by a titan's swordsmanship caused the whole hall to sway. The imposing momentum reflected in front of the old knight's eyes was a giant walking in the starry sky. The pressure on Salorian almost made him lose control.

By the time he got rid of the mental attack of the Titan's swordsmanship and put up a new defense, it was already too late.

"Bang, bang" made two loud noises. The first sword, with its powerful force and the crushing skills that Kane personally taught Fenna, knocked the Elven Holy Sword away from the old knight's hand.

The second sword followed closely.

It was not as powerful as the first sword but was covered with an eerie chill. It slashed diagonally from Salorian Morningseeker's shoulder to his waist and abdomen.

Fenner deliberately controlled the distance so that the second sword did not hurt the old knight, but silently cut a crack into the old knight's armor.

With a "swish" sword sound, the elf holy sword that was knocked away flew in the air and fell, piercing the ground between Fenna and Sir Salorian.

The undefeated Holy Sword was mourning, as if it was suffering from the defeat of its master.

"I won!"

The stupid warrior inserted her double blades back into the weapon belt behind her back. She proudly put her hands on her hips and placed her hand on the hilt of the Holy Sword of Quel'Delar that was screaming in front of her.

It's like swearing ownership of this elven holy sword.

"I declare that your mission to Quel'Thalas is over. I will inherit your holy sword. I have proven that I am stronger than you. My knight, you can now retire to the countryside without any worries."

Fenna grabbed the hilt of Quel'Delar's holy sword and said loudly:

"Based on the agreement we just made, I ask you to go to Kul Tiras to bring my mother back in thirty years! No matter what method you use, you must convince your mother not to die for Dailin!

You have to face your heart, you have to be responsible for taking care of her for the second half of her life, and make up for the first half of your life that you owe my mother! You can't make her sad or unhappy!

You are not allowed to have objections!

That's it. "

"You can't do this!"

The defeated old knight had mixed emotions for a moment.

On the one hand, he felt gratified for the growth of his disciple. With the powerful skills Fenna had just shown, she would definitely be able to surpass the shackles of a legend in the future and become the true "War God of the Nation" in Quel'Thalas.

But on the other hand, Fenner's domineering and unreasonable behavior gave the old knight a headache. This girl has had this temper since she was a child, and she couldn't be persuaded.

He touched his cut and shattered armor and whispered:

"You think of all this too simply. I am not going to continue discussing this topic with you here. I only have one question to ask you, Fenna.

Do you really know what you are doing? "

The old knight looked at Fenner and said:

"You mentioned your brother Blake Shaw and you are doing things for him. I don't know what the three of you are going to do, but I think this is definitely not what the Sun King wants to see.

Your behavior at this time is treason!

In this time of war, you are hurting your country and your people.

Finna, stop it.

You still have time. "

"What I do will be disobedient to the Sun King. I knew it early on."

Fenna snorted and pulled out the Elven Holy Sword with a little force. She put the snow-white dragon-forged blade in front of her eyes and touched the blade with her fingers to make a sharp sword sound.

she says:

“But I did not betray my country and people, and neither did Alleria. As a member of the Windrunner family, she is the backbone of this country.

Her participation in it shows the justice of what we are doing!

The Sun King is only the king and ruler of this country. He cannot represent the aspirations of this earth and the people on it.

That's all I can tell you, Sir.

Our cause is just. If you don’t believe it, just wait patiently. You will see with your own eyes our contribution to the greatness of this country. At that time, you will also, like others, enthusiastically praise our righteous deeds today.

I have no guilt in my heart and everything I do is righteous!

Because I am convinced that I am doing the right thing! "

The stupid warrior snorted, closed her eyes and had a spiritual conversation with the elf holy sword in front of her. She whispered:

"Just like I know that the person I like will not let me down, just like I know the soul-to-heart relationship between you and my mother, just like you can give everything for my mother, I can also give everything for that person.

If it weren't for this damn sibling relationship

snort. "

Fenner shook her long blond hair and complained softly.

A few seconds later, under Sir Salorian's surprised gaze, the Elven Holy Sword Quel'Delar, which was still bound to his soul, vibrated and hissed.

The holy sword took the initiative to disconnect from her soul, and in a submissive manner, it bloomed with cold light in Fenner's hands.

"Look! This holy sword that has guarded Quel'Thalas for seven thousand years also agrees with my ideas and my approach."

The stupid warrior raised the holy sword, and as Quel'Delar screamed, she said to Sir Salorian:

"I think this is enough to convince you to stay out of it, just like the Sangunar, close your eyes and pretend nothing happened. This is a future, a bright future for the Quel'dorei.

That's all you need to know. "

While Fenner was chatting with her "Juggernaut Dad", on the upper floor of the Sunwell Tower, the captured fourth Dread Lord was trapped in place by three binding arrows shot by Alleria.

The demon illuminated by the guardian of truth struggled.

But its body is already covered with bloody holes poked by Baron Sangunar. This family of elf assassins has an ancient heritage and has considerable experience in the use of toxins.

The debilitating poison on the Baron's emerald dagger is not even immune to the demon.

"This should be the last one."

Alleria put away the Thasdora bow and looked around at the closed room filled with various precious books. She pulled up her ranger hood and said to Baron Sangunar:

“With so many Dread Lords hidden in the true heart of our country, it seems that the cleanup of the country after the war will also be put on the agenda.

If we continue to be infiltrated by demons, our war will be difficult after the Burning Legion lands on Azeroth. "

"The Sangunar family has made an appointment with the warlocks."

The baron replied calmly:

"If it weren't for this damn sudden war, our search in Silvermoon City would probably be over. The chaos caused by this war will definitely make the lurking demons in the country more active.

Alas, too many questions and too little time. "

"yes."

The Ranger General also sighed in agreement.

But the next moment, both of them fell silent at the same time. The Ranger General and the Baron looked at each other, separated their left and right sides, and began to quickly search in the books in this closed hall.

This place is not allowed to enter in normal times. Today, they took the opportunity to search for demons and sneaked in. However, time is still tight. They must find the blueprint and send it out of the sun well before the Sun King comes back.

"you!"

The Dread Lord, who was trapped in place by the restraining arrows and debilitating toxins, stared at this scene dumbfounded, and his evil mind instantly understood.

The demon stretched out his claws and shouted:

"You are the traitors of this country! Although I don't know what you are looking for, I am sure that it is definitely not something the Sun King would want you to take away.

Hahaha, you Quel'dorei elves are really funny. You swear allegiance to the country and the king, but you are doing this kind of cheating behind your back!

Are you worthy of your Sun King?

Just like this, you still have the nerve to claim justice?

Pooh!

You can't even stand a demon like me anymore, you bastards are going to make Legion take the blame again! "

The irony is quite poignant.

But neither Alleria nor Baron Sangunar paid attention to it. The two searched quickly. After a few minutes, they finally found a deeply hidden compartment behind the bookshelf where the classics were stored.

Baron Sangunar moved his fingers and took out the magic unlocking tool, but was stopped by Alleria. The Ranger General took a few steps back. Under the stunned gaze of the imprisoned Dreadlord, Windrunner picked up the Thasdoran War Warlock. bow.

Aiming at the secret grid and charging up briefly, he fired a sniper arrow. The special effects of the Windrunner's sacred object were activated, and nine whistling wind arrows flew out together with the sniper arrows. The secret grid shattered under the ten-fold impact.

This blow activated the magic defense in the entire hall, and the terrifying counterattack magic exploded on the spot, shattering two walls and sweeping through everything in the hall like the explosion of a magic bomb.

All the guards in the tower felt the magic vibration alarm, and they quickly gathered and rushed towards the hall.

But the only things that caught his eye were the weak General Windrunner lying on the ground and the injured Baron Sangunar, as well as the Dread Lord who was completely torn apart by counterattack magic in the center of the hall.

The entire secret hall was in a mess, with countless precious books scattered everywhere. It looked like the miserable traces left after a great battle.

"Quick! Chase!"

With blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, General Alleria Windrunner struggled to support his body with his bow and shouted to the Phoenix Guards in front of him:

"A powerful fear devil stole something here. I don't know what it is, but it must be important. We were too negligent and were led into this trap by it.

Damn it!

Demons have set their sights on our Sunwell!

quick!

Strengthen defenses, continue to review, and be sure not to let any demons come near this place again! "

Frankly speaking, Alleria may be a powerful and top ranger, but she is clearly not a good actress.

This acting was too exaggerated, but in this situation, how could the shocked Phoenix Guards have time to doubt their General Silver Moon? After all, the demon spy was indeed captured in the entire tower just now, and this cannot be hidden from others.

Under the scolding of several Phoenix Guard Captains, the entire Sun Tower immediately entered a state of martial law, and no one in the tower was allowed to leave until the Sun King returned.

On the Magister's Platform very close to the Sunwell, the dwarf watch on the wrist of Lord Black Shaw, the loyal captain of the guard who was "serving" Queen Azshara, suddenly vibrated.

The stinky pirate raised his hand and glanced at it. It was a message from Fenner. There was only a symbol like "OK" on it.

When he saw this emoticon in response, Black immediately grinned, unable to hide the joy on his face, and was soon noticed by Queen Azshara.

Azshara, who was looking at the Sunwell ahead, asked in a lazy tone:

"You seem to be very happy, my captain of the guard. Did something happy happen? Why don't you tell me and let me share your joy."

"Yes, Your Majesty, something great has happened."

The pirate pointed at the chaotic Sunwell battlefield ahead and said:

"You see, the Kaldorei have finally put aside their verbal peace initiatives and joined the war between the Quel'dorei and the Shal'dorei. They say they are uniting their compatriots for peace.

But Tyrande Windspeaker obviously does not have the power and majesty to bring peace.

Therefore, I feel that now is the time for Your Majesty, who can truly reconcile the conflicts between your subjects, to appear.

Maybe you can let these barbaric elves who have forgotten the glory of the empire and fight like wild beasts become kings again. Maybe you can awaken the sense of honor in the hearts of these fallen people.

I heard that a good king never rules a country with strength, but with wisdom and courage. I believe that you, who combine majesty and beauty, can definitely do this easily.

My Majesty, do you need me to announce your arrival to this land as a royal messenger? "

Faced with Black's suggestion, Queen Azshara was obviously moved, but she still had a slight hesitation. While looking around at the people around her, Queen Azshara rarely said in a less confident tone:

"My captain of the guard, do you think I need to use a transformation magic to appear in the form of an elf? Or?"

"No, Your Majesty, you should have confidence in your supreme charm."

The pirate shrugged and said:

"A great man like you has the power to define 'beauty' in people's hearts. As far as I'm concerned, your current posture that combines beauty and power is already flawless.

Besides, when did the great Azshara need to conquer her subjects with appearance?

Do you think it is a shame to make a great sacrifice like having to make a contract with an evil god and having your face distorted in order to protect the people?

No, my lord.

Your name and your very existence are synonymous with ‘beauty’.

Just show up in your truest form, Your Majesty, believe me, after today, these stupid elves who have forgotten their past glory will once again be eager to return to the empire.

This is something only you can do. "