Shadow Trails in Azeroth

The evacuation group of the kings continued to expand as they left the war zone. Those who were lucky enough to escape the first wave of orc attacks and did not die in the dragon fire were crying for their fathers and mothers among a pile of corpses, and were killed by several Led by a shrewd, strong and organized member of the Prestor family, they ran over crying and asking for the protection of the king's guards.

Those who could enter the royal city today were all dignified people. Faced with their requests for help, the kings generously provided help.

"Where's Lord Davar?"

These poor, terrified souls were terrified.

After arriving at a safe place protected by magic and holy light, someone in the crowd asked:

"I haven't seen him since the attack just now. Isn't he with Princess Calia? Could it be that he has been captured by the orcs?"

"The head of the family has taken the family guards to drive out the orcs and protect the city. You don't have to worry."

Holding two sharp swords in his hands, Lord Hiram of Gilneas, a branch of the Prestor family, immediately replied:

"Before leaving, the head of the family asked us to protect today's distinguished guests. You are all invited to attend the wedding ceremony of the head of the house. If you are harmed, it will be a shame to our Presto family.

The magic carriage prepared by the head of the family for the wedding is very sturdy and is waiting for you outside the palace. You can evacuate when you get there. Don't worry, our Presto family is prepared at all times. "

"Having Lord Davar here is really reassuring."

The frightened guests in the crowd immediately said some words of thanks, while others exchanged looks sensibly. No one mentioned the kidnapped Princess Caliya at this time.

The brave and decisive groom is protecting the city and protecting them.

But they failed to protect the bride and allowed the guys of unknown origin to take her away. No matter how you look at it, it is not a glorious thing.

The expressions on the faces of these guys were not hidden from the black dragons hiding in the crowd. They were also exchanging glances. They still had to do what the family leader ordered to "win people's hearts".

The disappearance of Princess Calia made this task easier to complete.

"Eh? Where is Her Royal Highness the Princess?"

The cunning and treacherous Nalis, the female black dragon of the Storm Kingdom, held a black stabbing sword and deliberately said in a doubtful tone:

"The head of the family asked us to protect his wife at all costs, but Her Royal Highness the Princess should be with you all? Why didn't I see her? Is Her Royal Highness the Princess in trouble?"

"No, no, she's not, she's still alive."

Osmar Garithos, the newly promoted marshal next to King Terenas, glanced at the old king's expression and replied with a bit of embarrassment:

"Her Royal Highness the Princess is not injured, she is just not here temporarily. She should be."

"Now is not the time to talk about this. After we evacuate to a safe place, we will personally explain the situation to Lord Davar. We have to withdraw first so as not to interfere with the soldiers' subsequent expulsion and counterattack.

Those of us left here are just burdens. "

Queen Mia Greymane of Gilneas spoke up in time to help the marshal resolve the embarrassment. She was not protecting anyone's face, nor was she afraid of the orcs. The main reason was that Her Majesty the Queen really needed to retreat.

This man is holding a rapier and a musket, and is protecting the little prince Liam Greymane behind him, while the little prince is holding his infant sister Tess in his arms.

As a mother's nature, Queen Mia doesn't want to care about the discord between the nobles at this moment. She just wants her two children to leave here safely.

The little prince Liam behind her grabbed the hem of his mother's clothes with fear and curiosity. He hid behind his mother and glanced at the direction where Sister Caliya was taken away and disappeared, and then looked at the raging people in the sky. The red dragons that breathe dragon fire and their orc knights dominate the royal city.

He shrank his head and finally looked at the battlefield not far away.

Sister Jaina and brother Arthas were fighting there, and a masked man holding a beautiful longbow was commanding them.

The man with the banquet mask was extremely powerful. Every arrow he fired would pierce the bodies of several orcs. Moreover, the little prince felt that he looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

Queen Mia walked backwards with the little prince. Seeing that others were still hesitant, the decisive queen made a decision immediately. She ignored the others and shouted in a deep voice to the palace elites who were guarding her and the prince:

"Gilneans, retreat immediately! People from other countries want to stay here, so don't worry about them."

"As you command, Your Majesty the Queen!"

Hiram, the black dragon hiding in Gilneas, was the first to respond. He carried a bayonet sword and a fire blunderbuss, and guarded the queen and prince like the most loyal guard.

The guards of the Greymane family also spread out into a protective formation, protecting the nobles and quickly evacuating outwards.

The guys who were still hesitating saw that the Gilneans had withdrawn first, and they all looked eagerly at King Terenas with a gloomy face.

The king was in a bad mood now, and he no longer wanted to play the virtuous and gentle way.

As a king, he also knew that he had to retreat immediately, but his eldest daughter was kidnapped in front of him, and his younger son ran off to fight the dangerous orcs. As a father, he really couldn't abandon himself like this. child.

"Ha, stupid and cowardly human nobles! Finally found you rats, your poor magic can't protect you!"

A surprise, angry and loud orc roar sounded over the chaotic King City of Lordaeron.

"Warriors of the orthodox tribe, go! Kill! Kill them all!"

This made the coward tribesmen roar with pale faces, coming from the belatedly arrived Chief Red Blackhand.

Although he did not catch up with the first wave of assassination attacks by the Orc Legends due to some "personal trivial matters", the formation he appeared in was much more impressive than Grom or Kargas.

This guy is riding on the back of this weirdly colored, gaudy purple-red baby dragon.

He carries a black-hand war hammer, wears black iron armor, and has a steel mask shaped like a beast on his face. He is wearing a long blood-red cape, making his appearance cool and stylish.

There is also the battle flag of the Blackstone Clan on the saddle of his young dragon. At first glance, he can tell that he is a very powerful orc warlord.

Chief Red rode his own dragon, followed by several red dragons "rented" from the Dragonmaw Clan, loaded with warriors from the Blackstone Legion, and a dark mass descended on the royal city.

He knows that he is not a strong person, and he naturally does not have the bad habits that only strong people have.

He is very pragmatic.

While the other orc legends were focusing on hunting down Lothar, War Chief Red set his war target on the wealthy palace of Lordaeron.

"All of you! Jump down! Don't let go of all valuable things! Empty this city for me!"

Riding on the dragon, Red shouted and commanded the soldiers of the Blackstone Legion to jump from the air into the richest area of ​​the royal city.

And under the sneaky guidance of the evil eye, he led a group of violent orcs on his dragon and killed them in the direction where the human nobles were evacuating.

"Stupid and cowardly humans deserve to die!"

Red yelled, his eyes bloodshot with anger.

More than half a year ago, as a small chieftain under Orgrim, he led people to attack the city of Lordaeron. The tragic scene at that time was still vivid in Reid's mind.

Thinking of those cruel and difficult days, the anger in Reid's heart was stirred. It was not a disguise, but more like "acting in his true colors".

He looked like a qualified orc chief who was carried away by anger.

He commanded the dragon he had just acquired and "long-term rented" from the Black Dragon Legion, roaring and spitting fire, venom and ice, roaring all the way and flying in front of the panicked fleeing guys.

He personally led his brave guards and jumped down from behind the dragon. He grabbed the burning ferocious war hammer and was ready to massacre the helpless human nobles.

This kind of killing of the weak is not the traditional virtue of the orcs.

But it doesn’t matter. What Chief Red wants is his own foundation. What kind of face does he want?

Chief Red, who jumped down and used his warhammer to open up a sissy noble, laughed wildly. He patrolled the panicked crowd and soon discovered some nobles with black hair and black eyes, who were protecting some big nobles and preparing to leave. .

Reid's eyes suddenly lit up.

Ha, isn't this the "secret target" ordered by the captain!

It was delivered to your door proactively, and it took no effort at all.

"Hawk, Bannock, and Jed! You three take my warriors and kill them all! Kill all the humans! Take everything you can!

Whoever grabs the most will be rewarded with meat! "

Red roared.

The three black stone warriors under his command also roared in response. After the orcs dispersed, the war chief personally held the war hammer and killed the black-haired and black-eyed female noble.

Behind him, a group of frantic orcs who were poor and crazy also began to plunder the corpses everywhere indiscriminately under the orders of the great chief.

The black dragon ladies Naris and Hiram, who were hidden in the crowd, had no idea that these orcs hired by the black dragon prince would come towards them.

That's not the plan!

These orcs should go to other parts of the royal city to cause trouble.

But they were not afraid of the unexpected situation in front of them. The black dragon lady Nalis threw a confusion spell and thought in her mind:

"This orc is so stupid! He just kills his superiors and ignores them. He can't even tell the mission goal clearly. I really don't know what His Highness sees in them?"

"boom"

Ms. Black Dragon's attention was attracted by the yelling Red. The confusion spell she threw successfully made Red stop his charge. However, unexpectedly, a burst of soul fire roared from the side, maintaining the confusion in the middle. The back of Ms. Naris who is a magician.

This powerful strike of warlock magic made the black dragon lady scream loudly.

Thanks to the black dragon's super resistance to shadow magic, she was not seriously injured, but the bombardment of magic made the dragon's camouflage magic on her very unstable.

"Hold still! Don't transform!"

Fellow black dragon Hiram's eyes widened, but his reminder was too late.

The next moment, amidst the deep dragon roar, a huge black dragon appeared in the chaotic royal city. The black dragon lady whose camouflage magic was shattered was also confused.

Inspired by the dragon's instinct, she roared and tried to eat the two orcs that attacked her as snacks.

And at this second, all the black dragons hiding in the crowd cursed in unison.

"idiot!"

"It's not over yet, little black dragons."

Evil Eye, who was hiding among a group of orc warriors, smiled evilly and took out a few strange stones that had just been made and were engraved with dragon language. While everyone was attracted by the black dragon that had removed its disguise magic, he waved the stones away. Throw it into the chaotic crowd in front of you.

"Everyone of the Black Dragon Legion, welcome the 'gift' from Lord Black!"

Evil Eye laughed loudly and chanted the dragon language spell. In an instant, a large amount of out-of-control magic power burst out from several stones, erupting on the spot like a shock wave, covering all the people in the surrounding circle.

But watching the terrifying magic burst out, it didn't hurt anyone.

The Dragon Language Slate carved by Onyxia herself was activated, and the strange magic power was like a heavy gust of wind blowing by, causing the human nobles who had just escaped death to stagger.

Amidst their bursts of exclamations, those members of the Presto family branches, those powerful people who had just "protected" them and "led" them, were broken out of their human disguises one by one without any control at all. .

One after another, the black dragons were forced to reveal their true form.

In the blink of an eye, five more adult black dragons appeared on the already chaotic battlefield. They transformed into huge dragon bodies and raised their claws at will, causing heavy damage to the humans and orcs next to them.

What's worse is that the black dragons are completely defenseless against this malicious attack to reveal the truth.

Each of their dragon eyes showed a sense of bewilderment.

What's going on?

Aren't these orcs personally found by the Black Dragon Prince Nefarian? Aren't they from their own side? Why do these orcs have the Dragon Language Tablet that unlocks the black dragon's camouflage magic?

Finally, and most importantly, why did these orcs choose this time and place to tear off their disguise?

Don't they know that if they offend the black dragon, they will have to pay a price? ——

"Black dragon! It's the big bad black dragon! Captain! There is a black dragon in Lordaeron!"

The mirror images of six adult black dragons appearing not far away were instantly captured by the little star who was staying with Blake. The little blue dragon princess suddenly screamed and yelled at Blake.

The pirate shrugged and said to Little Star:

"Now you know why I brought you here, right?"

"Um."

Little Star's eyes were full of excitement and hatred. She took out her blue badge. She no longer needed Black to tell her how to do it. The little blue dragon poured all her magic power into the badge.

The next moment, her voice rang out in the wills of all the blue dragons who were still alive throughout the world.

She roared in childish dragon language:

"Blue dragonflight! Gather to me! I, the blue dragon warrior Stellagosa, grandson of Senegos, have found the hiding place of the black dragonflight. The day of revenge has arrived!

In the name of the countless victims of the Spellweavers and the Magical Legions!

Blue dragons!

We take revenge today! "

A second later, as a group of black dragons watched in fear, a large magical portal directly crossed half of the world and opened above the Royal City of Lordaeron.

"The Nexus has received it! The Spellweaver is being notified! Traitors must die!"

"Turbulence Needle stronghold received! Traitors must die!"

"Mesorel Dragon Nest received! Traitors must die!"

"Received from the front line of the ruins of Azshara! Traitors must die!"

"Sunwell Observation Post received! Traitors must die!"

"Blue Wing Habitat receives it! Traitors must die!"

A series of responses turned into thunder in dragon language, echoing in the portal that opened above the royal city.

Each sound represents the war response of an adult blue dragon.

Those voices were too many and too fast, and in the end they even overlapped. But no matter where they were, no matter who they were, when they responded, they would shout out the killer words that made the scalps of the exposed black dragons below tingle.

Finally, there was an old, low voice with an aura of deep hatred and madness. Before its body passed through the portal, a huge shadow was cast on the sky that made the black dragons want to escape.

"Eternal Eye received! Black Dragon, traitors must die!"

At this moment, the magic flow in the entire city, and even all the underground magic networks in northern Xinjiang, was blocked. No matter who was casting the spell, the magic power at this moment no longer responded to their requests.

The King of Magic has come in person.

Black dragons, it’s over.