Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu"

A low horn sounded from the ancient forest horn. Facing the dawn, the young druid Malfurion Stormrage puffed up his cheeks and blew the artifact in his hand.

This is the "weapon" given to him by his mentor, Cenarius, the King of the Forest.

Shaped by the power of nature, this horn can exert the power of nature on the forest, transforming those huge trees into powerful ancient war trees, and transforming less powerful trees into numerous treants.

This is the responsibility that Malfurion must shoulder in this war. He must constantly activate the forest to replenish his military strength.

Of course, as a druid apprentice, although Malfurion was extremely talented, he had not yet learned enough to fight against the demon army on his own.

Just like his brother Illidan Stormrage is still a novice now, if Brother Egg wants to defeat a high-level demon, he has to use forbidden power to extract the magic power of his companions.

Any great hero needs time to grow, and the same goes for Illidan and Malfurion.

But they had done the impossible. When the resistance was about to collapse, they brought the powerful wilderness demigods as promised to join the doomsday battlefield against the demons.

Of course, the two brothers definitely didn't rely on their own eloquence to escape from the claws of the angry demigods. The mess Black Ruin threw at them almost killed the two rookies.

It was only the appearance of Cenarius at the critical moment that gave the two brothers the opportunity to "make their debut" today.

To be honest, it is not difficult to persuade the demigods to join the war. These great beings born from the power of nature and life are part of the world order, and they have no good feelings towards the demons who destroy the order.

And the wisdom of demigods can also allow them to understand a very simple truth.

If the elven rebels cannot repel the demon vanguard in Suramar, if the city is destroyed by demons and the second portal is opened, then no civilization can stop the Burning Legion from raging in this world.

Helping the elves means helping themselves and their families.

"The forest army must attract the devil's attention here and create an opportunity for Lord Ravencrest to counterattack or break through."

High in the sky, facing the dawn light, Illidan shouted to his brother:

"The demigods will raid the center of the demon army. They can disrupt the entire battlefield. The key is to kill the demon commander and high-ranking commanders.

I'm going to tell the high lord this news. Malfurion, can you stay here alone? "

"My mentor and Lady Aviana are with me, and the storms of the sky will protect me."

Although it was Malfurion's first time fighting such a ferocious demon, this low-key young elf possessed the same supreme courage as his younger brother.

He held the natural horn in his hand and said to Illidan:

"Be careful when you cross the battlefield, brother."

"We will meet again in Suramar City."

Illidan waved to Malfurion, lowered his body on the giant eagle, and let this powerful creature carry him across the battlefield full of demons.

Below him, the incoming brutal demons had collided head-on with the forest army's front, but their violent attacks were useless against the calm ancient trees and the fearless tree men.

Those ancient war trees that were tens of meters tall just waved their hands, just like war scythes sweeping across the demon army, pulling out bloody holes in them. The unlucky demons were pushed into the sky by the huge power of the ancient trees and fell down dancing with their hands. The compatriots or trees trampled over.

If the opinions of the ancient trees are not taken into consideration, the entry of this "vegetative" army will undoubtedly bring great pressure to the dominant demons.

The powerful life force of Azeroth has fought back, and the demons feel like they have built an iron wall.

"Burn! Burn those trees with fire!"

At the rear of the demon army, the Dread Lord Tichondrius, who commanded the army under the command of the Defiler, stared coldly at the "spoilers" who were advancing on the edge of the battlefield.

The counterattack of the life force does not surprise the upper demons. The Burning Legion has destroyed countless worlds. They are already familiar with this kind of thing.

Moreover, the cunning Dread Lord knew very well that even if the elves summoned the natural army, it would not be able to change the balance of power between the enemy and ourselves. There are endless demons passing through the portal all the time, but there are always trees in this world.

The cunning and vicious Dread Demon sneered and waved his claws, and soon a huge and ferocious Abyss Lord strode over and stopped in front of Tichondrius as the earth shook.

"Rono Korn, the Destroyer sent you to assist me. It said that you are the bravest Lord of the Abyss under its command. I am eager to see the destruction you cause on this boring battlefield."

Tichondrius raised his voice and pointed at the defense line of the great temple where the elves were still resisting. He flicked his claws and said:

"Before those nasty plants and elves join together, I order you to destroy those miserable lives!"

"I like this order!"

The cruel Abyss Lord happily accepted this almost death-like cannon fodder mission. Its vicious burning eyes glanced at the Dread Lord and said:

"The feeling of crushing flesh and blood is much more interesting than burning trees, and the screams of life are more pleasant than the whimpering of dead trees when they collapse, but I feel the weird life seeping into the battlefield, Tichondrius.

They're coming for you. "

"Are they the legendary wilderness demigods in this world? It seems they hope to plunge the Legion into chaos by killing me. What a sad empiricist bastard."

The Dread Lord sneered indifferently, and its ferocious figure gradually disappeared into the shadows. It said:

"Then let them come. I don't mind playing a game of hide-and-seek with them. Time is on our side anyway."

"Bah, coward!"

The Lord of the Abyss, who was the adjutant of the Dread Lord, cursed unceremoniously.

Of course it knew what Tichondrius had in mind, but this timidity in frontal combat made the big butts despise him.

The rude and big-assed adjutant spit out lava saliva with a temperature of thousands of degrees toward the ground. After melting a few unlucky devils, he raised his poisonous evil serrated war spear and turned around with a howl as if he was charging. It slammed into the defense line of the Great Temple like a mammoth.

Wherever this terrifying creature went, the earth shattered, and those demons that couldn't dodge were trampled under its feet and turned into flesh. However, no one dared to express dissatisfaction with this behavior of "beating teammates."

Abyss lords are well-known fighting madness. The legend of their insufficient brains has spread throughout the stars. Demons who dare to stand in front of a charging abyss lord are seeking death and are completely unworthy of mercy.

But the charge of such a monster is fatal to the magical barrier of the Great Temple.

Lord Ravencrest had just regrouped his troops. Before he stepped out of the gate of the great temple, he heard a loud bang. The moon priests who maintained the magical barrier around him vomited blood and fell to the ground. And the moonlight barrier that had been protecting the Great Temple was smashed open by the evil fire, wind and fire wrapped in the savage big ass.

The burning of the divine magic caused the skin of the abyss lord Rono Korn to crack, and the demonic blood spurted out like magma, but the severe pain did not affect the abyss lord's anger but instead made it more motivated to fight.

"Die! Bug! Die!"

With a deep roar, a huge jagged war spear like a stone pillar swept across the top of the great temple. The statue of Elune standing above the temple was shattered by a single blow and turned into falling rocks that fell everywhere.

The terrifying figure was reflected in the panic of the elves like a nightmare. The screams of the "little men" were so pleasurable that the abyss lord's sadistic desire expanded even more.

"Elune gave you such great power, and you actually used it to create a shell? How sad!"

The cruel upper-level demon laughed wildly and raised its war spear. It wanted to destroy this pitiful temple in ridicule, but unexpectedly, a destructive arcane impact fell from the sky, and it happened to fall on the abyss lord's eyes, blowing it up. The left eye exploded, causing it to roar and thrust the weapon in its hand into the sky.

With a pop, the giant eagle flying across the low altitude had no time to dodge before it was cut into pieces by the war spear, leaving blood stains all over the sky.

Illidan Stormrage, who had struck a critical blow, danced and fell from the sky. Seeing that the cruel demon was staring at him with one eye, high-temperature flames were brewing near the monster's mouth.

He is going to die.

This thought flashed through Illidan's mind, but the young Egg Brother showed no fear. When he fell in the air, he waved his staff and compressed the last of his magic power into sharp arcane missiles that hit the ugly demon.

He is not afraid of death.

I just feel a little regretful that I can no longer see my beloved girl.

"Lan Yue! Save him!"

The roar of Lord Ravencrest echoed in the crumbling temple. At the critical moment, Ms. Blue Moon used the mysterious magic taught to her by her disciples.

The earthy yellow light instantly enveloped Illidan, who was swallowed up by the breath of evil energy, pushing time forward for six seconds.

Illidan, who had closed his eyes and was waiting for death, opened his eyes blankly and found that he was still falling. In the next moment, the light of teleportation wrapped him up and sent him deep into the temple.

"Ah! Bug! Die!"

The anger of losing its target made the Abyss Lord even more violent. It roared and wanted to smash the great temple in front of it, but it felt the severe pain from behind as soon as it started.

The Black Panther King burst out from the shadows, wearing wooden armor. He used his sharp claws to pull and cut the skin of the abyss lord, and then nimbly jumped to the top of the great temple amid the spray of magma and demonic blood.

The mysterious and powerful hunter Ashamane shook her flexible tail, and the cold light in her eyes stared at the violent abyss lord in front of her.

As the most powerful hunter in the world, she was tired of playing house games with mortal hunters. The annoying Goldrinn was always elusive and unwilling to play with her, which made the beautiful black cat feel Extremely boring.

But the ferocious and ugly life in front of him once again ignited Lord Ashaman's burning desire to hunt.

She suddenly felt that the decoration of her lair was a bit monotonous. Perhaps she should put an ugly head of an abyss lord in her warm lair to show her identity as an apex predator.

"Ha, Wild Demigod! I like enemies like this. You will be enough for me to kill for a long time."

The Abyss Lord who was injured by the surprise attack was not angry. On the contrary, his sad attention was immediately attracted by the stunningly beautiful black cat in front of him.

It also felt that its lair should have such a beautiful black panther head to decorate its record.

"Well, the cute big cat is ready to catch mice. I'm really looking forward to this scene. After all, there will be no legend of Queen Ashaman in the world ten thousand years from now. This is really a pity."

A strange voice sounded in Lord Ashaman's lovely ears. The voice reminded me pleasantly:

"Be careful with the serrated war spear in this big ass's hand. It is a vicious weapon forged in the lava of the fel force. It has the filthy inscription of my old friend Kingaros on it.

If you are stung by it, you will be poisoned. It is a poison that even the beautiful Queen Ashaman cannot resist. You have to be careful not to be stung by it.

Also, remember to stay away from it while reaping its shameful life.

This guy will explode before he dies, and the filthy flames will scorch the fur of the beautiful Queen Ashaman. Oh, by the way, I think I should give you some blessings. "

The moment the words fell, a dim moonlight suddenly appeared around the big black cat with a bewildered face.

With the blessing of the power of the Shadow Moon, the natural wooden armor on the top hunter Ashaman was quickly shaped into the Black Moon Armor, and the wooden claw sheaths on its claws were also forged into terrifying claw blades shining with metallic luster. .

In this instant, Ashaman transformed from a wilderness demigod wearing wooden armor into a fully armed steel leopard, and even had an exquisite black moon emblem on its forehead.

It's like being stamped.

Queen Ashaman was still wondering about her enhanced power when she felt a very inappropriate hand slap on her butt that she never allowed others to touch, and that damn annoying voice sounded with a smile:

"Go, the most beautiful Steel Garuru under Lord Moon Shadow, kill that ugly bastard. If you and I meet again in ten thousand years, remember to thank me for saving your life.

But don't tell others that I exist, or something very, very bad will happen. "

"boom"

The moment the sound dissipated, the sharp and vicious war spear hit the armor of the dazed and beautiful black panther, sending out a harsh hiss and knocking the big black cat away.

But Queen Ashaman just turned over lightly in the air and landed on the ground like an agile big cat.

She didn't know what had just happened, and she didn't know why that weird dirty guy wanted to bless herself, but she knew what to do now.

"bass"

The steel claws shining with the light of the black moon popped out from the claws of the black panther demigod. The dangerous big cat stared at the violent abyss lord in front of him. As the tail protected by the beautiful black moon armor swayed, a streak of The shrill flash of light sliced ​​open the abyss lord's big head.

ha!

Hunting time! Turn on! ——

"boom"

Before the ferocious demon hounds could break out of their master's whip, a circle of weird purple power exploded in the center of the liveliest battlefield. The poor ugly dogs couldn't even make a wailing sound before they were rising. Dissolved in the power of the void.

No bones remain.

And seeing the most elite demon hound under his command being killed with one blow, the powerful evil lord "Dog King" Haka immediately realized that something was wrong.

It knew it was being targeted.

So this high-ranking demon who was the first to step into Azeroth kept waving the exquisite and weird demon artifact long whip in his hand, which was decorated with the skulls of many different races.

Every time the whip struck, a crack would open, summoning a terrifying number of demon hounds. In the blink of an eye, an army of ferocious hounds appeared beside the Dog King.

This is its specialty in becoming a high-level commander in the Burning Legion, and it is also the capital for its survival.

But unfortunately, this superb dog training technique could not save Lord Haka, the dog king, from the crisis at this moment, because after summoning his own hound army, Haka discovered a terrifying fact.

I am no longer in the real world!

A strange force pulled its brutal mind out of its body, and now it is in a strange spiritual world.

In front of Haka, a figure wearing a black hood walked slowly.

"Are you Hakkar? That bastard called the 'Dog King'. I heard that you are the envoy sent by the Burning Legion to meet Queen Azshara. Because you performed an outstanding drama for the Queen with your hound, you were named the Queen's 'Court Jester', right?"

"You! Who are you!"

Haka felt a danger that penetrated his soul.

It scolded and ordered its hounds to pounce and attack.

But the dogs didn't react at all. Instead, when the latter raised his fingers and waved, each of them bared their teeth at their owner and neighed dangerously.

"Me, I am also a court jester who was pardoned by Queen Azshara herself."

Blake raised his head and reached out to take off his hood.

But what was revealed was not that handsome and handsome face, but a ball of purple shaking chaos, with seven shining eyes of truth staring at Haka.

The latter couldn't even scream and collapsed as quickly as it dissolved.

"We actually have no personal grudges."

Lord Silent One looked at the dissolved dog king in front of him, reached out to pick up the fallen demon whip and put it in his hand to admire.

He whispered:

"But a queen only needs one court jester at a time, so I'm sorry, Mr. Haka, considering I'm going to meet my queen soon.

you.

Was fired. "