Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"boom"

The situation on the front line is unclear, but the dawn of Suramar City tonight is destined to be uneasy.

A huge ball of flames exploded over the city, like a heavy missile hitting the city wall and exploding the flames of war.

But that was just a detonation caused by a reckless Dread Demon trying to bombard the large shield of the Elven City. A demon's suicide attack was not enough to break through the caster barrier of Suramar City. However, what is frightening is that at this time, There is more than one Horror attacking the city barrier.

The apprentice priest Tyrande Windspeaker, who rushed out of the Temple of the Moon, raised her head. She could clearly see the spark-like light spots bursting out on the shield above her head. Each light spot represented the impact of a demon.

The seemingly indestructible city shield has been riddled with holes in the intensive bombardment here, even though the spellcasters in the city are doing their best to repair it, and even though the mage towers everywhere in the city are firing wildly. But how long this city barrier can last is still a worrying and fatal question.

The most terrible thing is that this terrible problem was not only discovered by Miss Tyrande. In the darkest night before dawn, the entire sleeping city was awakened by this sudden attack.

The city guards had been scolded and climbed onto the city wall and began to use their ballistae to attack the flying demons everywhere in the sky. The citizens who rushed out of their homes in panic were now frightened.

They didn't know that the Great Temple's defense line was still fighting a meat grinder-like battle with the demons. They only knew that the overwhelming demons had come to Suramar.

If the front line fails to withstand the demon's army, the city will be destroyed!

Under such a sudden attack, the entire city was reduced to chaos, and even many frightened citizens appeared near the remote Moon Temple.

They came to Elune's Sanctuary at this critical moment, hoping to pray to the ancient faith here for the gift of survival, even though the city had forgotten the teachings of the Moon God a long time ago.

After all, it is only in times of despair that people understand the meaning of prayer.

The trainee priests were at a loss when faced with the surging citizens. Under the command of the high-ranking priest Ms. Diana, they sent the frightened citizens into the spacious temple to temporarily avoid the soldiers.

In the early days of the Elven Empire, when the elves were still fighting for control of the land of Kalimdor with the trolls, the Temple of the Moon was a refuge in every city, so the high-ranking priests were no stranger to this scene. .

They even felt like a familiar era was back.

"Tylande! Come with me!"

At this busy moment, a call made Tyrande, who was calming the people, raise her head. She saw Maiev in a hunting suit riding a black panther rushing out of the chaotic streets.

"Maiev, come quickly, the temple needs your help, we are almost overwhelmed."

Tyrande smiled, but in the next moment, Maiev rushed over with a black panther, pulled Tyrande who was caught off guard onto her mount, and gave her a war bow and a set of leather armor.

"Put it on! Let's go to Yongyue Market."

Maiev whispered something, then pulled the reins of the black panther and rushed out of the urban area protected by the city barrier. Tyrande was still a little unresponsive, and she said doubtfully:

"We should not leave the Temple of the Moon at this time. This is not what Lady Elune taught us."

"Lift your head and look!"

Miss Maiev said briefly:

"The main city area is protected by a shield held up by mages. There will be no danger here for a while, but there are no mages stationed in the civilian area over at Yongyue Market!

The demons have occupied the main trail and are blocking it to cause massacre. Do you want to stay here, or come with me to save people? "

"this"

Tyrande raised her head sharply. In the direction Maiev was heading, she could clearly see the sky outside the city shield being dyed dark green with fire, and burning hellfire falling from the sky like a roaring demonic fist. Falling in a civilian area on the edge of the city.

Large swaths of demons were flying there, and towering buildings had collapsed and been set on fire.

Although she couldn't see the specific situation there, Tyrande's heart was already tightening. It was not difficult for her to imagine what a miserable hell the Yongyue Market had become at this time.

"You may stay here, Tyrande, if you feel that this is Lady Elune's will."

Maiev whispered:

“Or you can risk going there with me, and we might die in a demon attack, and we might not be able to save even one person before we die.

But I think this may also be Elune's will.

Do you need me to put you down here? "

"certainly."

Tyrande hurriedly put the combat leather armor on his body and said to Maiev:

"You just bring a bow to save people? You are really crazy. Stop at the third corner ahead. There is a magic supplies shop there. We can at least get some potions and bandages.

There are also those noble carriages parked on the street, which can be used as makeshift stretchers.

We need to gather more people, Maiev.

In this time of crisis, you should trust our sisters.

Just like you believe me. "

Tyrande's answer made Maiev silent for a moment. She comforted the anxious black panther and let it stop on the roadside, and said to her companions:

"Sure enough, he is right, you are more suitable to lead the people than me."

"What did you say?"

Windspeaker asked in confusion, Maiev shook her head, said no more and took out a signal arrow used by the Moon Priests for communication and shot it into the sky, and a crescent moon rose under the dark night. , and soon some priests rushed here from everywhere.

A few minutes later, when the priests led by Maiev and Tyrande were about to enter the civilian market area that was devastated by demons, they suddenly heard a strange howling sound coming from under the city, and there were strange vibrations on the ground and surrounding areas. Amidst the uneasy vibrations of magic power, a miraculous purple light rose along the edges of the entire Suramar City.

As the priests watched in astonishment, the light shield as thick as a city wall continued to climb along the night, and finally closed above their heads to form a thick protective wall that protected the entire city.

Amidst the brutal roars of the demons who were howling and attacking Suramar and trying to bring destruction, the rising thick shield completely isolated them from the outside world.

More flying demons savagely collided with this weird shield, but as long as they got close to the shield, they would be pulled into the weird "time slowdown" magic effect.

It's like the flying discs that were originally flying at high speed have become slow "fixed targets" that can only be shot down one by one by the city defense army rangers on watchtowers around the city, and burn on the surface of the rapidly surging Dark Night Shield. Almost exhausted.

On the Tower of Dark Night, Grand Magister Elisande watched with satisfaction as his "masterpiece" was created before his city was destroyed. The rich energy from the Eye of Aman'Thul was continuously extracted to strengthen this great protection. Shield, in the weak vibration of time, a sense of security arises spontaneously.

"Send a message to the front!"

The Grand Mage held his staff with great satisfaction and said to the adjutant behind him:

"Inform Lord Ravencrest and the various defense lines that the Nightwell has been opened and they can begin to retreat towards Suramar. We will open the shield when they arrive to allow them to pass.

If the surviving warriors still have some conscience, then they should call me 'the savior'. "

At the same time, in the main space of the Night Well, Blake was walking leisurely in the magic well that was shining with thousands of runes and flowing with huge magic power, holding a magic carving knife for modifying runes.

As he walked in this strong magic tide that could melt any living thing, he complained:

"Rough! The skills of the mages under Elisande are so rough. There are no less than a thousand rune errors in such a large magic well at a glance.

If it really works according to the runes they set for the first time, this thing might not explode as soon as it is turned on.

Alas, this evil god still has to take action himself.

If my little Maiev hadn't been here, you should have experienced for yourself the disastrous consequences of this 'lax quality control'. The mages ten thousand years ago were really a bunch of barbarians. "

The Pirate Pirate complained like this, and used a carving knife to correct a grammatical error on the rune on hand, making the flow of the magic tide smoother.

He hummed a pirate song and walked back and forth like a maintenance man, and after a few minutes he complained:

"If the surviving elves have some conscience, then they should build a big sculpture for Lord Moon Shadow in this city.

Well, it should be placed next to the Temple of the Moon but no higher than the statue of Lady Elune.

After all, as a god, it is not easy to overstep. "

——

The frontline quickly received the retreat order from Suramar City. In fact, Elisande did not need to issue the order, and the commander knew what to do now.

The towering purple light pillar over Suramar City behind them is the most obvious signal to retreat.

But the problem is that it is not that easy for the Ravencrest rebels who are in the middle of a fierce battle with demons to retreat. This kind of thing has never been carried out according to the commanders' ideas, especially when the direction around the great temple is uniform. Having been invaded by demons and with several weak points breached, Lord Ravencrest and his fearless legion have fallen into the predicament of being "circumscribed" by demons.

They are as brave and fearless as ever.

The soldiers knew the significance of their stay here, but the problem was that they underestimated the true destructive power of the Burning Legion under the command of the Archdemon.

The beheading tactic against the demon commander has failed.

Even if the elf rangers paid a heavy price of death or even "ten for one" to kill those demon commanders, they could no longer shake the demons' combat discipline and their brutal battlefield execution.

The will of the superior demon, Tichondrius, the first lord of the Dreadlords, shrouds the battlefield. This cunning Nasrezim relies on the Dreadlords under his command as a "command node" to ensure that he has complete control over the demon army.

The chaotic demons are already difficult to deal with, but the destructive power of the demons acting under vicious instructions is completely increased.

Ravencrest's three lines of defense in the Great Temple only lasted less than an hour before they were all broken. When the battle lasted for three hours, only a small half of the elite Black Crow Castle army that had withdrawn from the front remained. The hunter troops of the safari demon commander were completely wiped out.

The battle line has been compressed around the great temple under the crazy attack of the demons.

Fortunately, this ancient Temple of the Moon is large enough and strong enough. Under the protection of the defensive magic activated by the Moon Priests, the last rebels can still have some breathing room.

"High Lord, the city defense army that came to support Suramar was defeated by demons in the rear. Ms. Elisande sent news that the Demon Swordsman Legion is busy dealing with the demon chaos in Suramar City.

She can no longer send reinforcements to meet us. "

Lord Stareye, Ravencrest's combat adjutant, walked over quickly. The brave upper elf commander's face turned pale. He whispered to his lord:

"We have to rely on ourselves to break through the demon siege before we can retreat to Suramar."

"Retreat? How can we retreat now?"

Ravencrest, who was covered in blood and stained with blood, looked indifferently through the platform in front of him at the demons surging around and attacking the magical barrier. He whispered:

"The Black Crow Legion is the most elite army in the empire, but we only lasted less than six hours under the tide of demons. Of course, this was due to our unfamiliarity with demon tactics and improper command, but this is the real situation.

Now we can still fight back relying on the strength of the great temple. Once we retreat, the demons' pursuit alone will cause us to lose at least half of our manpower.

We can't retreat! "

"Ravencrest, take your soldiers and go!"

Ms. Lan Yue strode into the temporary command room and said to the great lord:

"I will lead the mages to stay here to attract the attention of the demon commander. As long as there are people here, the demons will not all be in pursuit, and you will still have a chance to come back alive."

"ha?"

The great lord snorted coldly and said to his friend:

"You let me run away in disgrace in front of a lady? Is this the first day you met me? Lan Yue."

"Staying here will only lead to death."

Ms. Lan Yue shook her head and said:

"You are the key to resisting Azshara's tyranny and saving the Empire. You are a banner, Ravencrest, and you must survive. As for me, I should have died in the destruction of Azsuna.

Maybe that's why I'm still alive today. "

"Don't talk nonsense."

The great lord shook his head. He was about to boost the low morale of the surrounding commanders when he unexpectedly saw a round figure quickly jumping onto the platform of the temple.

Emperor Shaohao, who was covered in blood, had just retreated from the front line. He protected a remnant army and returned to the magical barrier of the Great Temple. However, the exhausted emperor had no time to say anything else and instead pointed to the bright sky outside. , shouted to Ravencrest and the Elf Commander:

"Look outside! Our reinforcements are coming!"

"Um?"

All the elves showed surprised expressions, and Ravencase, who had already made up his mind to die, asked in surprise:

"Where are the reinforcements coming from? We have no reinforcements. Your Majesty the Emperor, you should retreat to Suramar quickly. I don't want a distinguished foreigner to die in my army. This is too disgraceful."

"Stop talking nonsense, the pedantry of you elves gives me a headache!"

Shaohao glared, and the legendary monk's aura exploded, and he yelled:

"I won't joke with you at this critical moment, come and see! There are really reinforcements, they are coming from the forest."

"forest?"

The big lord's eyes lit up.

He pushed aside the adjutant in front of him and strode to Emperor Shaohao's side. He threw an Eagle Eye spell on himself and looked at the junction of the mountainous area on the edge of Suramar and the Great Forest of Val'sharah.

The next moment, his breathing became deeper.

He saw the forest change, the ancient trees seeming to come alive.

They pulled out their roots from under the earth as the earth quaked and the mountains shook, and then let out a deep roar, swaying away from the land where they had grown for thousands of years in a slow but powerful manner.

Under those huge ancient trees, large areas of tree people were destroyed, like a green natural army marching towards the battlefield.

Along with the army of trees, there are also the wild beasts in the forest. They are inspired by the great power to join the holy war against the tyranny, and the sound of low horns sounds in the forest.

Ravencrest looked to the sky.

He saw the holy white wings flapping above the dawn clouds, and densely packed birds gathering together to form an army in the sky in the storm raised by the Mother of Birds.

And amidst the roar of the black giant eagle spreading its wings, a young elf druid was holding an ancient horn and blowing continuously in the first ray of morning light.

Wherever he goes, forests come alive and beasts roar.

On the other giant eagle, a handsome young man wearing a moon robe was waving his staff, constantly shooting "reinforcement arrival" signals into the sky to boost the morale of the resistance.

Ravencase's body trembled, he knew that boy!

It was he who had rescued him from the clutches of the devil not long ago, and now, that handsome boy had brought him hope in despair.

"Illidan, what a boy!"

The great lord laughed, and at this moment he felt that his vision was really good.

This young man who was promoted by himself has lived up to his expectations. Just like his amber eyes brought rumors, this kid is born to do great things!

The Lord of Black Crow Castle raised his hand and shouted to the morale-boosted officers around him:

"Our reinforcements are here, soldiers! Raise the battle flag and prepare for counterattack! We are not going anywhere, we are here to fight to the death with those demons!"