Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1846 72. Tonight the elves fired the first shot against the devil [Additional update 220]

Above the chaotic palace sky, Lord Evil God, hidden in the dim moonlight, looked in the direction of the Well of Eternity.

Those open doors of evil energy are like "green fireflies" in the darkness. Their sudden appearance seems to light up from the ground, lighting up the restless night sky tonight.

The big blue man disappeared into the largest evil portal, followed closely by various demon legions. Most of the elites guarding the Well of Eternity were removed by the polluters, leaving only a small part to continue. Protect this important place.

It's not that they don't know the importance of this door.

But under the threat of a mad Queen, even the Defilers are forced to consider her opinion.

It may take some time for Lord Sargeras to arrive here, but it has angered the angry Azshara, and it is doubtful whether the Defiler will be able to see the God of Darkness alive.

Lord Sargeras definitely did not choose Azshara because of the beauty of this crazy queen. Once Azshara is really allowed to enter the Legion system, she and Kil'jaeden will probably be out of business.

And this is the most embarrassing question.

Even though more and more demons are entering, the Defilers still lack the means to check and balance Azshara on the land of Azeroth. They are very powerful and have a group of loyalists who are not afraid of death. They are the most difficult to deal with. of enemies.

Besides, with Archimonde's courage, he wouldn't dare to play tricks under the eyes of Lord Sargeras. If it disrupts the Dark Titan's big plan to obtain the star soul of Azeroth, it will be the end of the polluter. .

But Acker is not reckless.

While it personally led the team to destroy the resistance, the powerful destroyer Maronos was left behind to guard the Well of Eternity. According to Aker's idea, no matter how stupid Maronos was, he would persist until it returned. There should be no problem here.

Overall, despite some minor flaws, Legion can still proudly claim that the advantage lies with me!

"Archimonde has set off."

The Pirate Pirates sent this information to the Black Crow Castle through Lord Evil God's unreasonably strong telepathic communication. This would be his last help in the frontal war with the other side.

He has arrived at the Well of Eternity, which is the end of his journey.

Now we just need to wait for Lord Sargeras to come to this world, or to be precise, wait for him to get close, and then complete the conversation that will affect the overall situation ten thousand years from now.

To be honest, Blake is still a little reluctant to give up.

Especially when he frequently looked back at the slender figure dancing in the darkness in the city, the thought of "staying" stubbornly rose in his mind.

Even the Silent One can't suppress the surging thoughts. After all, even evil energy can't use its own power to fight against him.

Sephiel's warning to him before coming here actually came true.

This is really a pity.

"But the poor, helpless and weak Lord Evil God only wants his own wife. Isn't that wrong?"

The pirate complained under his breath.

His eyes fell on the palace below. When Tyrande was escorted out of the palace to join the civilians, the battle here had already entered a fever pitch.

Dath'Remar Sunstrider reunites with his friends.

These nobles who were determined to resist recruited almost all the people they could mobilize, plus two defecting outer guards, giving them the possibility of a fight to the death with Azshara's diehard loyalists.

Of course, the purpose of these upper elf rebels is not to occupy the palace. They just want to break through the defense of the palace mages and remove the magic barrier of Zin-Azshari City to facilitate the vanguard army outside the city to enter the city on a large scale.

At this time, the demons from all over the city have gathered towards the palace, and there is not much time left for them.

"You are rebelling!"

Ms. Sivara, the captain of the palace guard who was guarding outside the magic center hall, wielded her halberd and brutally killed two noble private soldiers who rushed towards her. The commander of the magic swordsmen under Queen Azshara rushed to kill them like an invincible. , while roaring at the rebels in front of him with blood and flesh splattering:

"You bastards! The Queen will punish you!"

No one answered the scolding.

Everyone is here to do things, and we don’t have much time to talk.

In response to the provocation of the powerful magic swordsman, Dath'Rema, who was advancing forward with a group of rangers, raised his burning magic sword and threw the blazing phoenix fire in that direction.

After killing Xavius, the source of all evil, with the flame strike, the original fire in this sword became more active. Sun Chaser felt like a walking flame turret, and he would hit anyone who blocked his way. Fireball out.

The nobleman who was originally not that outstanding in martial arts and magic felt that he suddenly became powerful, but he did not have time to slowly appreciate the gift of power.

"Forward! Brothers!"

Sun Chaser limped forward and shouted to his companions behind him:

"We have no way back! Close the barrier, otherwise we will all die here!"

This unpretentious war cry was concise but to the point. The nobles who had retreated after being bombarded by the magic of the court mages gritted their teeth and charged forward again.

They chose betrayal, and Azshara would not tolerate them, let alone expect the demons to be merciful.

There is only one road left.

Fortunately, the nobles who participated in the rebellion were the real upper echelons of the empire.

They are not short of money and resources, especially at this critical moment. More than half a month of preparation allows them to equip every soldier under their command with the best magic armor and finely crafted weapons, and the advantages of the equipment are fully reflected at this moment. .

Although they are small in number, they can watch the palace mage group's destructive offensive advance all the way.

Of course, there are more guards in the Queen's palace than meets the eye, but the explosion in Azshara's palace has just caused most of the guards to rush towards the Queen's direction to support, and the troops guarding the magic center cannot get any reinforcements at all.

Fatal threats emerged in both camps at the same time. The life and death in the gaps were like accumulating chips, making the balance of victory and defeat tremble crazily.

All it takes is the last straw to decide the final victory.

"Commander! The portal hall has been opened!"

A captain of the Royal Magic Swordsman team with his face covered in blood rushed to the front of the position and shouted to Ms. Shivala who was slaughtering the rebels:

"Over there. There's it over there."

The usually dignified and honorable high-level elf captain seemed to have seen something terrifying and was already stammering, but the facts did not require him to say any more. The magic swordsman commander holding a halberd looked back.

Huo, good guy!

The Sindra mages and rangers, carrying the emblem and battle flag of Elrethalas City, are rushing out from the reopened portal. They are not many in number, but their appearance at this time has a devastating impact on the anxious battle situation.

Behind Elrethalas's reinforcements, a group of heavily armored elven warriors also rushed into the position. Judging from the marks on their armor, they should be the legions from Vas'j'ir on the eastern border of the empire.

Among these two armies were also mixed the indifferent-looking Shandala Elf Scroll Sages.

The moment this mixed force rushed into the battlefield, both sides of the war paused for a moment. No one knew the tendencies of these guys until the Syndra elves smashed dozens of fireballs on the position of Azshara's guards.

The next moment, cheers of surprise sounded from the rebels.

This is their reinforcement!

"Damn it!"

Ms. Shivara instantly judged that the magic palace could no longer be defended.

But what she couldn't understand was that the palace teleportation hall had been closed a long time ago. How could guys from all over the world open the teleportation gate in reverse at the same time these days?

Is this really what those magical princes can do?

But there's no point thinking about it now.

"Breakout! Breakout toward the Queen's Palace!"

Anyone who can become the commander of the palace magic swordsmen is definitely not stupid. When she realized that this place could no longer be defended, Ms. Sivana immediately ordered a breakout.

The elite guards under her command were also happy, and at this moment they shouted to the surroundings:

"Protect the Queen! Brothers, the Queen needs us!"

Under such a "big turn" order, the palace mage group and the magic swordsman guard who were stationed here immediately retreated, and the rebels commanded by Dath'Rema did not take the time to chase them.

Sun Chaser and several nobles who were good at magic rushed into the hall. After a few minutes, the defensive barrier covering the entire city suddenly dissipated in the vibration of magic power.

The energy of this defensive barrier is connected to the Well of Eternity. Unless it is turned off from the inside, the vanguard forces outside the city will not be able to break it despite their desperate attacks.

In addition, the defense system of Suramar City also copied the model of this palace barrier, but the energy of the Night Well is far inferior to that of the Well of Eternity, so Suramar's shield is by no means invincible.

The moment they saw the barrier over the city dissipate, the vanguard army, which had been preparing for a long time, did not hesitate.

A large number of sky knights lifted into the sky carrying elven assaulters, and the mages quickly opened the portal to the city. The hunter troops on the ground roared and rushed into it with black panthers.

The portal tactics of the Elf Empire have been tested for a long time. As long as there is no barrier to block them, these brave warriors do not need to physically cross the demonic defense line.

They can directly enter the core area of ​​​​the capital and "jump" behind the enemy to deliver a vicious backstab.

"Send a signal to the dragon!"

Ms. Blue Moon, wearing a white magic dress, ordered the arcanists behind her:

"We will block and contain the demons on the ground, invite the dragons to enter the battlefield, and prepare to blow up the Well of Eternity."

After saying that, Ms. Lan Yue took a deep breath. She placed her staff on the ground to create a portal for herself, and stepped in without any hesitation.

A grimoire hangs on a delicate chain around the woman's waist.

It was not a spell-casting medium used by mages, it was just an ordinary roster, which recorded the names of all the students and instructors of Nathalas Academy.

That's the "ledger".

Blood-stained ledger.

Now it's time to claim this blood debt from Azshara.

"Let's go."

Emperor Shaohao glanced at the Monkey King who was peeling bananas next to him, and shouted to the latter. The naughty demigod rolled his eyes. The smart one was not enthusiastic about this act of committing suicide.

but.

It’s here now, right?

"You idiot Shaohao is going to risk his life. How can the loyal Monkey King let his good brother die alone in this far away place?"

The hozen demigod snorted, stuffed the banana in his hand into his mouth, munched on it, picked up his monk stick, swung his tail and followed Shaohao into the rotating portal in front of him.

The already lively palace became even more lively under the mercury-dropping assault of these vanguard warriors. Guards loyal to Azshara rushed from all directions to defend the queen, while the rebels attacked from all directions and advanced towards the Well of Eternity.

The demons on the outskirts of the city came roaring over. Under the roar of Mannoroth the Destroyer, these low-level demons had no choice. They could only dedicate everything they had to the great cause of the legion.

The glorious Zin-Azshari has become a maddening meat grinder.

Ambition, disaster, loyalty, rebellion, salvation, protection and madness, these most intense emotions are all thrown into this boiling cauldron. Under the stimulation and addition of blood, they will eventually be boiled into a pot that no one can control. A weird meal that knows what it tastes like.

That may be Azeroth's "tribute" to the Dark Titan.

"Lady Elune's brilliance will shine on every unyielding soul. The brutal massacre cannot break our confidence, but those brothers and sisters who died before our eyes will give us the strength to resist.

Night elves never give in!

We will never retreat! "

Atop the ruins of Zin-Azshari's Moon Temple, Tyrande, the High Priest of the Moon, riding behind the loyal Moon Saber Ashara, was delivering a war speech to the elven civilians assembled in front of him.

This is the first time that the priestess has lectured in front of so many people.

She didn't prepare anything at all and was rushing to the shelves. She could only imitate Lord Ravencrest's war mobilization in Suramar and express her feelings at this time to the civilians in front of them with hatred and fear in their eyes.

The civilians who were able to escape the cruel Zin-Azshari massacre were not only lucky to have encountered the protection of the upper elf nobles with unyielding conscience, but also because they must have resisted the demon's butcher knife, otherwise they would not have survived. There was no way he could survive being secretly taken into custody by Dath'Rema and the others.

In other words, most of these civilians who escaped the disaster were able to fight.

They saw with their own eyes that their city was occupied by demons, they saw with their own eyes the tragic deaths of innocent compatriots, and they lost their friends, lovers, and family members in man-made disasters.

They feared demons but also hated demons.

They can escape under the leadership of the leader, and they can also fight under the leadership of the leader.

It all depends on what the person leading them wants them to do.

To be honest, Tyrande's war mobilization is terrible. It always follows the same belief, attributing all greatness to the gods and ignoring the people's own struggles.

But luckily, gods do exist in this world.

Although Ms. Elune could not come in person, she outsourced this job to her favorite and most trouble-making Night God's Chosen.

"What a terrible speech!"

Lord Black in the sky rolled his eyes and listened to Tyrande's clichés. He really seemed to be using his thoughts of truth to brainwash this priestess.

But if we want to do business now, we can only cooperate.

As Master Yueying raised his left hand, the dim moonlight in the sky changed at this moment and became extremely bright and bright. A bright moonlight fell from the sky and enveloped Tyrande.

The flying feathers of light fell again in the night, scattering around these angry and confused civilians, allowing the brilliance of the Moon God to shine on them.

"Lady Elune is watching us!"

Tyrande raised her bow high and shouted at the top of her lungs:

"We will not escape! People of the Moon God, for the glory of Elune, march against Azshara and her evil allies!"

After saying that, the High Priest of the Moon took the lead and drove the roaring Moon Saber towards the battlefield of the palace, followed closely by Malfurion, Illidan and Shandris, as well as the Watchers who were very capable of fighting at first sight. them.

They are like the arrows of the charge. The angry people shrouded in the moonlight look at each other.

Finally, in the roar of a tall elf who had the names of his family members who died in the massacre tattooed on his body and raised his sharp blade, the last army of the Zin-Azshari war also howled and rushed to the battlefield.

It was the moonlight that led them forward.

Devil cubs!

Your elf daddy is here!