Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"boom"

After the Tide Stone controlled by Little Star caused the tide to save the people in the palace, the water transformed by the magic power quickly dissipated, freeing up the battlefield for the subsequent large-scale battle.

At the same time that Lothar was knocked down by Grom, the two knights who were originally guarding the Pope's crown rushed towards Lothar, one on the left and the other on the right.

The great knight Dathrohan was holding a great crusader's sword today. He quickly called on the holy light to condense the blade, and struck the tall orc chief in front of him like a holy sword unsheathed.

But while running, he was stopped by another orc who jumped from above and held a black iron battle axe.

The Holy Light Blade he struck was chopped into pieces by the guy's axe, and the Great Crusader Sword he swung also collided with the battle axe, causing a harsh roar in place.

The collision of holy light and anger caused mud and water to splash around.

"Varok Saurfang!"

Sedan Dathrohan shouted out this name in shock. He knew the orc in front of him. They had fought against each other in the Hinterlands. He knew how difficult this guy was.

With such a fierce warrior blocking the road, it would be impossible for Saidan to save Lothar.

Fortunately, he was not the only great knight who rushed out, but also his more powerful compatriots.

"Uther! Quick! Use the holy object!"

Saidan roared angrily, and the great knight Uther the Lightbringer who accompanied him was also unequivocal. At this moment, he activated the restrained and majestic holy power of the Silver Hand war hammer in his hand.

The stone warhammer in the hand of the great knight was filled with golden light, as if he was holding a holy object made of light. From a distance of ten yards, the great knight slammed the warhammer downwards onto the ground.

The scorching holy light shot out like a dwarf's storm hammer, engulfing Grom's Hell Roar, who was swinging his ax in front to kill Lothar.

In the painful roar of the orcs, less than half of the palace wall in front collapsed.

"Mograine, Fordragon! Take the marshal away!"

Uther used the holy light of the Silver Hand hammer to repel Grom, and then issued instructions to his companions. The three knights did not say much, each holding a weapon, and Varian carried the emperor's sword on his back and supported him. Following Lothar, they moved towards the chaotic palace.

"Come on! Come on up!"

As soon as they rushed out of the palace, several majestic armored griffins descended from the sky.

The dwarf prince Muradin and Falstad Wildhammer had just fought with the dragon knights of the Dragonmaw clan in the sky. They didn't care about fighting now. They picked up a group of people on the ground and headed outside the royal city of Lordaeron. flight.

The orcs' target has been clear to be Anduin Lothar, and the threat to other important figures has been greatly reduced.

But they were still protected by the Holy Light Shield released by the Paladins at the beginning of the attack. Faao Mian, regardless of his physical weakness, personally propped up a large Holy Light Barrier to protect those in the palace who had no time to escape. All the innocent people were protected.

As for those who are more capable of fighting, like Dai Lin, they don't need protection at all.

The moment he saw the orcs jumping down from behind the dragon fire, the admiral's eyes turned cold, and he snatched the ceremonial halberd from Cyrus's hand beside him, and with a backhand punch, he punched the greenskin who was charging towards him. The ground flew up.

The unlucky guy who chose the wrong opponent was stabbed fiercely by the angry halberd, passing through his heart and nailed to the ground.

Mrs. Golden Sword beside Dai Lin also waved her staff and unfolded the shield exuding arcane brilliance to protect her beloved man and the surrounding kings who were not as skilled as Dai Lin in bowing and horsemanship.

"boom"

King Genn Greymane and his Queen Mia were back to back, covering their retreat.

The musket in Jean's hand opened fire, hitting a green-skinned headshot, and then drew out the gray wolf stabbing sword from his waist. He flipped his wrist and stabbed the sword as fast as a snake into the gap between the armor of an orc beside him.

Hot blood gushed out like a fountain, and the King of Gilneas's clothes were covered with the smelly blood.

"Hey, Dai Lin, I've already killed two of them, why did you only kill one?"

Jean was still in the mood to joke. He protected his queen, who was also armed with a sword and a blunderbuss, and pushed into Mrs. Golden Sword's barrier. He winked at Dai Lin and said:

"Are you overworking yourself these past few days and your legs are weak?"

"puff"

The ceremonial halberd in Dai Lin's hand flew out, with a harsh sonic boom, which lifted the orc berserker at the front and plunged into the wall next to him.

The guy was hanging there struggling, but died in a few seconds.

"Now we're even."

Dai Lin took the double swords handed over by Cyrus, inserted three muskets into the gun pocket of the admiral's uniform, pulled off the obstructive ribbon and stepped on it under his feet.

He moved his shoulders, pointed to the edge of the palace, where the orcs were frozen by the freezing tide under Black's guidance, and said to Jean next to him:

"We little girls in Kul Tiras can fight better than you! Poor Genn."

"That's not fair. Your daughter is a mage and I am a warrior."

Gene curled his lips and said:

"But my little Tess may also become a spellcaster in the future, just like Jaina, becoming the symbol and symbol of Nilnis."

"Give up this pathetic fantasy of yours. There is only one Jaina Proudmoore in this world! There can only be one 'Daughter of the Sea' in this world!"

Dai Lin laughed and kissed Mrs. Golden Sword goodbye. She rushed out of the arcane and holy light barrier with her two swords in hand, stepped on the water on the ground and rushed towards the orcs who were causing massacre in front of her.

The orc assassins were obviously well prepared. They were supported by the Dragonmaw clan. Under the manipulation of the red dragon, the city was no longer safe.

The legends who came to protect Lothar naturally could not sit back and watch the old marshal fall into such a desperate situation, but it was not that easy for them to leave.

As soon as Muradin's griffin took off, it was severely pierced from below by a chained spear.

Amidst the low howl of wolves, Fenris, the king of wolf cavalry with a ferocious smile on his face, rode on his huge warg. The former chairman, who was trapped and thrown into the net by several wolf cavalry around him, took off the gryphon. Drag from the sky to the ground.

"You go first!"

Muradin grabbed the battle ax and war hammer at his waist, turned to the others and shouted:

"I'll come after I finish off that greenskin!"

"puff"

Before he finished speaking, blood splattered.

The vehicles of the two Wildhammer dwarf gryphon knights in the front row, together with their riders, were cut down from the sky amidst the dancing eagle feathers. An orc assassin with a chic hairstyle looks like a ghost flying in the sky.

In the midst of the slaughter and beating, he stepped on the fallen body of the assassinated griffon and rushed toward Lothar, who was guarded by a group of people in the center.

His right hand was broken from the wrist and contained a black ferocious blade fist. It was this terrifying weapon just now that tore apart the front line of the gryphon knights in an instant, and in his left hand he held a black bladed fist. Tomahawk.

The exaggerated and evil shape of the weapon determines that as long as it cuts into the human body, it can easily tear open the sternum and pull out the heart.

Being hit by a weapon with several bleeding slots like this is basically hopeless, and judging from the weird luster shining on the ax blade, this thing is obviously contaminated with poison.

"Lotha! Have you ever experienced pain?"

As early as the moment the attack started, Kargas, who had been eyeing Lothar, swung his signature blade fist. The timing of his strike was perfect. Lothar, who was knocked down by Grom, was unable to resist on the griffon.

There was only so much room for him to move, and the paladins guarding him had no time to support him.

This blow is a sure shot!

"boom"

Just when Kargas was about to pierce Lothar's neck with his blade fist, two invisible arrows flew out, firing two consecutive shots amidst the deadly roar.

Kargath sensed the malevolence coming from behind. The deadliest assassin among the orcs had two choices.

Either continue forward and kill Lothar. There is a high probability that he will be seriously injured by two consecutive sniper fires, and there is a small probability that he will die directly.

Either choose to dodge, give up this once-in-a-lifetime perfect assassination opportunity, and look for another opportunity to hunt down the old marshal of the tribe.

This multiple-choice question was placed in front of Kargas. Kargas, who was a slave gladiator, did not hesitate at all and disappeared in front of Lothar in the shadow vortex where the figure collapsed.

If you miss one hit, you will be able to escape thousands of miles!

This is Kargath's assassination method, and it is also the cruel logic based on survival that a slave can rely on to grow into the Shattered Hand Chieftain he is today.

As long as he can survive, he will have countless opportunities to assassinate.

However, as the legendary assassin chief, Kargath certainly would not simply disappear. Before leaving, the sinister orc spun his body in the shadows and threw the poisoned flying blades in all directions.

The flying blade is a very ordinary orc bone flying knife.

But the toxin extracted from it was anything but ordinary. It was the deadly venom Kargath obtained from the arakkoa civilization that had perished at the hands of the orcs in the world of Draenor.

There is no cure for it in the world of Azeroth.

There was only so much space in the air, and the gryphon knights had no time to dodge. The warriors and their vehicles whose skin was cut by the flying blades immediately turned gray and fell to the ground with rapid breathing.

Kargas' "farewell gift" caused heavy casualties to these elite guards in just one encounter.

"It's really not that simple."

At the edge of the palace on the ground, among the chaotic and screaming crowd, Blake put down the long bow in his hand with a look of regret. Lothar would be the best "bait" to lure those guys who are famous in history. They were lured out one after another.

But the first wave of assassinations and sneak attacks by pirates trying to take advantage of the situation ended in failure.

Such a quick two-shot fatal sniper was easily dodged by Kargas, which fully proved that none of these guys who can become legends in the cruel world of Draenor is a simple character.

"Mr. Black, I froze them all as you ordered, and then what?"

Next to the pirates, Jaina, who in a short period of time combined with the tide caused by Little Star's Tide Stone, froze a large number of orcs in the palace, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said to Black, who was holding the war bow beside her:

"What to do next?"

"You don't have enough freezing temperature."

The Eye of Kilrogg on Black's shoulder turned once and looked at the frozen orcs exuding cold air. Some of the elite veterans around the chiefs were already relying on their own strength and were about to break free from the ice. .

The pirate suddenly shook his head and said:

"Old Meili taught you well, but he didn't really teach you how to deal with a war. When the enemy and we are fighting, don't worry about those fancy skills.

The more practical and simple the better.

Little Star, show Jaina the real use of the ‘bittering ice’ magic formula! "

Blake shouted, and this little star, who was dressed like the princess in the fairy tale, was holding a draconian warhammer with an exaggerated shape that was extremely inconsistent with his body type, and was slamming several unlucky targets nearby. Shattered Hand Assassin.

When the hammer hits it, it becomes a mess of blood and flesh, which looks full of exaggerated violent aesthetics.

Then she hears the captain asking her to perform, and Little Star's drama talent is activated in an instant.

As Jaina watched, she put on a very exaggerated pose, raised her hand and threw another ball of ice storm towards the orcs in front of her who had been frozen by the little mage with the help of the tide and were struggling on the battlefield.

Little Star's ice magic came from the blue dragon's talent, and was extremely effective. The orcs and the swamp under their feet were all frozen in a flash of cold air, and the shining area was full of lifelike orc ice sculptures.

"The essence of ice magic is control, but that doesn't mean it's incapable of lethality."

Little Xingxing coughed, imitating Dean Lan Yue's posture when giving her a lesson, and explained to Gianna:

"After the temperature reaches the extreme cold, let alone flesh and blood, even steel will not be stronger than a piece of broken wood. This is an internal qualitative change caused by magic filling.

Look, I'm only going to do it once. "

The five fingers of the little blue dragon princess's left hand placed in front of her were closed in an instant. Under Jaina's surprised gaze, the little star took the initiative to destroy the frozen battlefield she had created.

The magic freezing effect collapsed from the base level of mana, causing the ice in the entire frozen area to rapidly collapse, along with the flesh and blood that had been frozen in the extreme cold.

What was supposed to be a crystal-clear broken ice cube also turned into a large piece of "watermelon smoothie" covered in dazzling blood-red under the delicate manipulation of Little Star.

Not a drop of blood was shed.

This death of being frozen and then broken into pieces is instantaneous.

Those lives that were still alive when frozen were no different from bugs crushed by children when faced with the cold destructive power of ice magic.

"This is the nature of ice magic 'control', little Jaina."

Amidst the cheers and exclamations of the embarrassed human nobles, the little blue dragon princess, who showed her face fiercely, said with a little pride and pride to the thinking little mage beside her:

"Your mentor is the mage who knows how to manipulate the power of ice in Azeroth. You should learn more from him. Of course, it doesn't hurt to learn some 'little tricks' from other people occasionally.

Now, I've taught you how to use the Biting Ice Formula. When the battle is over, remember to clear the 'make-up fee' for me. I'm very short of money recently. "

"Hey, hey! Isn't this what Mr. Black asked you to perform? Why is the tuition fee still on me?"

Little Gianna was awakened from her meditative state by Little Xingxing's words.

She already knew the behavior of Mr. Black and his followers very well, but she had just spent a lot of money to buy the "Domination Charm" from Mr. Black, and now she had to spend money to "make up for it."

Even though the Proudmoore family has a great business, who can bear to spend money like this?

"Captain, your loyal servants have arrived at your battlefield, please give your order."

The Eye of Kilrogg on the pirate's shoulder trembled. The flattering news from the Evil Eye made Black raise his eyebrows. He "looked" at the chaotic and collapsed palace and replied:

“You and Red, follow the plan!

Find a few more people to take Princess Calia to my island as a ‘guest’! Remember to choose a few guys with good looks and good fighting skills to pick them up, so as not to scare our ‘eldest cousin’, Her Royal Highness. "