Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Didn't you say that there are very few demons in the Petrified Forest? Why are we surrounded by them when we fall?"

Old Fording chopped down the demon hound that was rushing towards him with one sword, and in the bright storm formed by blooming the holy light and calling for the protective holy blade, he killed two sneaky succubi trying to seduce him.

Amidst the demon's sharp and pitiful howl, the great knight raised his sword and rushed to the dwarf paladin Lord Kurtaz, who was knocked to the ground by the evil lord. He grabbed his injured leg and pushed the screaming dwarf amidst the attack of a group of demons. Drag it back to the temporary stronghold.

The fierce battle made Fording's adrenaline surge. He looked back at the panting Draenei defenders behind him and complained:

"Are our luck really that bad?"

"The Petrified Forest has few demons, but that doesn't mean there aren't any demons here. According to Hatton, there are still several small demon strongholds here."

Akama, the leader of the Broken Broken Knights, who was struggling to summon the elemental power next to Fording and treat the injuries of the dwarf paladin, explained, then shook his head and said:

"But you're right, we were really unlucky. It looked like they were changing positions, and we jumped in their faces.

There is no element reminder, which is really troublesome. "

"Stop chatting!"

Uther, who was holding the Silver Hand war hammer to resist the demon in front of the position, didn't even have time to wipe the blood from his face, and shouted to the people behind him:

"The demons are summoning reinforcements, and I see that the portal has been opened! Who is going to destroy them? We have few people. If it doesn't work, we can only retreat temporarily."

"Can't retreat."

Akama grabbed his golden scythe and shouted:

"Hatton has received our message. He must be bringing people over. Once we retreat, it will be equivalent to selling Hatton.

No one knows better than me the extreme nature of us Broken Ones, and once we do something like this, the entire Kroku clan will never help us again.

We have to hold on, where are the other advance teams? Is there any one close to us? Can I ask for support? "

"Fel energy blocks magical communication."

Khadgar, who threw three fireballs with his hand and created an ice blast, took the time to answer:

"I have to take some time to adapt to the frequency of Argus's magic network. Now that I can't contact them, I can only hope that the battle on our side will attract their attention.

I can risk teleportation."

Khadgar hesitated, feeling the desolate and chaotic magical atmosphere around him, and whispered:

"But I can't accurately locate the landing point in the weird magic power of Argus. I'm afraid that I will accidentally send us into the magma. With the current situation of the world of Argus being full of magma pools, this is a high probability event."

"Then fight!"

Propping up his body with Gorehowler, the extremely thin but red-eyed orc chief Grom Hellscream stood up shaking his body, dragging Gorehowler towards the fierce battlefield in front of him.

He spat at his feet and said:

"Kill them all! The problem is solved. Get out of the way! Paladin, you are blocking my way to kill the demons."

"You sick man, don't come to join in the fun."

Uther cursed:

"Look at you, greenskin, a gust of wind can blow you down! I'm really afraid that you will be hacked to death by a demon with an axe. I still have to explain the cause of your death to Chief Gaiaan and Waste Red."

"boom"

As soon as the paladin finished cursing, Grom locked onto a Fel Lord showing off his power in front of the battle line.

The orc chief, who was staggering when he walked, launched a charge with a low roar, like a burst of blood that knocked away several demons blocking the way, and waved a blood roar with one hand in front of his target.

The terrifying anger exploded like a bomb, and then suddenly converged, like an assassin showing his dagger in the dark.

The enemy is defeated in this moment.

Grom, who was coughing violently, half-knelt on the ground and covered his chest in pain. The huge and ferocious Fel Lord's body in front of him was like an orange cut open by a sharp blade. The head flew up while exploding with stinky demon blood. Spilled everywhere.

Good guy!

Knockout Blade, kill instantly with one blow.

This terrifying scene made all the surrounding demons take a step back. Grom, who should have been hacked to death due to weakness, survived instead.

The morale of the Paladins was greatly boosted. Under the leadership of Uther and Old Fording, they launched a very beautiful counterattack and drove the demons off the hilly position they were defending.

Because the demon commander was knocked down by Grom with an axe, the small number of second-rate demons began to disperse. The portal that the demon wizard was opening was also destroyed by Old Fording and Akama.

This unfortunate battle situation seems to be developing in a good direction.

But just as the Paladins rushed down the hillside, preparing to completely overwhelm the demons in one go, a desperate scene unfolded behind them as the demons retreated below.

As Uther watched with wide eyes, two huge evil energy portals opened in place without any warning. As the evil energy vortex rotated, a large number of fierce demon guards howled and rushed out of the portals. out.

There were also two tall angry guards carrying a rather punk-looking sedan-like slide made of magic steel scraps, with a black shadow sitting on it.

Even if you can't see his face, you can feel an evil cold wind blowing around when he appears.

The beating holy light is urging Uther to retreat immediately!

That was a terrifying opponent that he couldn't deal with even with the Silver Hand Warhammer in his hand. It might even be the super powerful demon commander of the Burning Legion who was stationed in Krokuun.

To be able to have two angry guards who were usually low-level commanders of demons so obediently carry a sedan chair for him, this guy's evil aura was simply overwhelming.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

Uther issued the order immediately.

The Paladins also knew that the problem was serious, so they turned around and charged in the opposite direction. The lower-level demons who had been dispersed because the commander was beheaded and killed immediately regained their morale when they saw the reinforcements coming, and began to howl and chase the Paladins back.

They hit so fast that Uther had to stay behind to buy time for the others.

There are still a few wounded in the position.

"Holy Light! Let justice bloom in this dark place!"

Uther was not afraid of these low-level demons in front of him. He stopped where he was, holding the Holy Light Holy Hammer, and with a low call, he attracted the golden Holy Light and burned like a bright flame.

Uther, who activated the Wrath of Vengeance, is like the angel of Holy Light who descended on the land of demons. After the Light Forging Ceremony, his connection with the Holy Light became closer and he became more powerful in the form infused with Holy Light.

The swing of the light-forged wings gave Uther super power that he could mobilize. He roared and stepped forward to unleash some holy fury. The scorching holy light rushed out from all around the knight, directly hitting the chaotic minds of the demons and making them forcibly dazed. , and then a bright storm turned into a rune holy blade rotating around the body, sucking in the surrounding unconscious demons like a blade storm.

This set of combos is extremely skillful, and he has blocked the counterattack of lower-level demons by himself. To be honest, with the combat power of Uther Lightforged, these demons really have no choice in a desperate fight. What to do with him.

But soon, Uther found that his "explosion ultimate move" was in vain.

Because there are no enemies at all!

The next second he saw the "evil one" who was carried out of the portal by the devil, standing on his extremely evil magic steel slide pole, waving friendly hands at him and whistling.

It seems to be praising Uther's mighty fighting posture.

And the person who can do such a thing on this dangerous battlefield, just think about it with your own heels and you will know who it is.

"Boring bastard!"

While Uther was relaxing in his heart, he angrily smashed the warhammer in his hand on an evil imp in front of him who had no time to escape, smashing the poor low-level demon into pieces in the holy light.

Black, who was sitting on the sliding pole and being carried by two angry guards, raised his left hand and waved forward. The demon guards around him, whose cruel minds had been captured by the void, howled and pointed their weapons at their compatriots. .

The pirates also specially strengthened the desire to fight and destroy in the hearts of these lower-level demons, allowing them to enter the most violent fighting mode the moment they punched themselves.

The small group of demons who were attacked from the front and back had no idea that the enemy was at the rear. Being stabbed so hard in the back quickly caused them to fall into chaos, and they were dispersed in the second charge of the Paladins.

Soon, more than three hundred demons were killed on the edge of this petrified forest.

Although there were also injuries on his side, such a clean and tidy annihilation of a group of demons also made the paladins who had just landed feel their morale skyrocketed.

They saw it as a gift of the Holy Light.

"Are you feeling unhappy if you don't do anything for a day?"

When Black was carried leisurely across the battlefield by two demons and came to the side of the unlucky Paladins, Old Fording couldn't help but complain:

"When we saw the portal opening just now, we were all prepared to die in battle, bastard! Do you think this is interesting?"

"Well, it's really interesting to watch the scene of a group of loyal paladins determined to fight to the death. The heroic scene of those guys leaving behind them just now made me feel moved from the bottom of my heart."

The pirate grinned, not caring about the glares from the Paladins.

Because he knows that the news he brings will definitely make these guys who give him the middle finger happy.

He leaned on his demon sedan that was welded with various magic steel scraps and flames, whistled to the paladins in front of him, and said:

"Come on, come on, put away your angry expressions and scoldings, I have great news to tell you, your good luck is coming.

Just now I found traces of what appeared to be Alexandros Mograine. That unfortunate guy must have been imprisoned near the Petrified Forest.

But the place was devastated.

I now suspect that he has most likely gone to a ‘good place’ to enjoy life. "

"What?"

The news brought by Black made Uther, who was resting on the burnt corpse of a demon, suddenly raise his head, and the knight asked anxiously:

"Are you sure? Mograine is really alive?"

"I can't give you a 100% answer, even if I am a prophet."

The pirate snorted and said:

"But he is definitely not dead. At least my 'special channel' didn't tell me the news. Maybe you can check with the local Kroku to confirm?"

"They're coming!"

At this moment, Akama, who was holding a strange elemental stone on the other side of the battlefield, turned around and shouted. Everyone stood up and saw an unknown rift stretching out from the petrified forest. Chief Haha Dunzheng came over personally with a group of Croku cavalry.

They obviously discovered the fighting here, so these Krokus came here fully armed, and their Tabu sheep were even covered with some armor forged from magic steel scraps.

It looks very majestic.

"Brothers Akama, it seems you have won a great victory! The will of Argus is indeed protecting you."

Chief Hatton, who was carrying his staff, saw that everyone was safe and sound, and also saw the corpses of demons on the ground. This made the extremely wary Chief Croku see the power of these brave men again.

The cavalry under its command were also whispering among themselves, obviously shocked by the bravery of these aliens.

No wonder they dared to leave their hometown and come to the hell of Argus.

"Your other four advance teams have been found by us. Except for the brave demon hunters under Lord Illidan who are conducting reconnaissance, everyone else has entered our rift valley.

Come with me, you look like you need a break. "

Chief Hatton stepped forward and looked at Black, who was surrounded by demons and covered with flowing shadows with some fear. He did not look like a good person at first sight. He said a few words to everyone in Ereda language.

But Uther, who was a little disturbed by the news brought by Black, whispered a few words to Old Fording, and the Lightbringer stepped forward and asked Hatton:

"Your Excellency Chief Croku, we are not tired, and more than resting, we would like to know if you have heard anything about one of our brothers in the local area in recent times?

His name is Alexandros Mograine, a warrior of the Holy Light.

He was kidnapped into this world by despicable demons before, and a very important purpose of our trip is to find him. I heard that he was imprisoned near this petrified forest? "

"Well, I've heard of this name. The demons once built a fortress near here in order to corrupt him."

Chief Hatun nodded. For the sake of the Akama brothers, it did not conceal the news. It pointed to a demonic stronghold outside the forest, outside the undulating evil rock walls and flowing magma pools, and said:

"Those shining Holy Light Legions also fought fiercely with the local demons for him, and a hill in the forest was flattened by the energy cannons of those Holy Light lunatics.

But I am not sure whether your Mograine brothers are dead or alive now. Some of our scouts have heard some rumors from the demon scum that are not true or false.

It is said that the Legion of Light's rescue operation failed.

They lost their troops, and the prisoners, together with the paladin, were transferred to the fortress on the side of the Annihran molten pool, and were guarded by a group of evil Nasrezim. "

The chief of Croku glanced at the paladin in front of him and said in a cold tone:

"We, Kroku, have different philosophies from the Legion of Light. We are not interested in dying for their just war, so we only know this much about the specific situation.

You can die if you want, but you can't interfere with Lord Illidan and Krokul's plans. "

"Brother Hatton, don't be so cold."

Akama was standing by to smooth things over and said:

"They are all real warriors. They came to save our hometown. Let's wait until we return to a safe place to talk about anything. Everyone, I don't want to fight with the demons here anymore."

The paladins nodded, and they followed Chief Hatton to Croku's camp, but Uther and Old Fording were at the end of the team. They approached Black, who was walking forward with a sliding pole carried by the heartless demons.

Old Fording whispered:

"Black, you just said that you think Mograine has escaped danger and gone to a good place, but Kroku here said that the mysterious Legion of Light failed to rescue him.

We obviously trust you more than these Krokus.

You are the commander, what do you think we should do next? "

"Let me correct your statement, Fording. I only said that Mograine went to a good place. I did not say that he was out of danger."

The pirate yawned and said in a long voice:

“And I have no evidence to prove my point.

Maybe we can take a risk and go to places where demons gather. Of course, there is a high probability that it is a trap. I smell danger.

Some very evil 'friends' who have strong opinions on me are waiting for us to jump in.

But the most important thing now is that we have to determine another issue, which is the location of the Helm of Dominance. Therefore, before taking the risk, let's meet up with the death knights first.

If the Helm of Domination is really in that place, then no matter how Mograine ends up, we have to go there and take a look. "