Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Haas, Duncan, you two go summon the demon!"

At the entrance to the Dalaran City Defense Center, Eredin, the leader of the Black Knights, threw a bag of newly harvested soul stones to his subordinates while giving them orders.

Eredin would be thrilled.

He stroked the Book of Medivh on his waist, looked at the central secret vault with the closed door in front of him, and then looked back at the chaos in the city. A sense of heroic ambition to do great things echoed in his heart, and he said loudly:

"The Eye of Dalaran is down there. Just by getting it, we can summon the master's rude and powerful servants into the material world. We are only one step away from final success.

Can't let other people disturb us.

Summon all the demons from Marton to make this city more lively. "

"As you command, chief."

The two black knights whose names were called also walked happily, carrying a bag of "fresh" soul stones and rushed to the collapsed mage tower next to them, hoping to use the residual magic power of the mage tower to complete the demon summons this time.

Eredin's order had not yet been given.

The Black Spirit pirates had finally come to Dalaran, and it would not be good to just leave empty-handed. So he thought for a moment and said to the people behind him:

"You three, go to the city to look for our lost treasures, and take a trip to the Bank of Dalaran. I heard that there are a lot of good things stored in the treasure house there.

This city is destined to be destroyed today. Rather than letting those treasures be destroyed here, it is better to dedicate them to their master.

Ah, the master will definitely feel happy because of our offerings. "

The other black knights thought there was nothing wrong with the leader's statement.

So he quickly turned around and rode the Nightmare War Horse towards the chaotic city.

Their perception of cursed treasures allows them to easily locate the stolen treasures, and they can also sense the breath of life that has come into contact with those treasures.

That is a tribute to the great master. Stupid mortals dare to touch it at will. It is unforgivable and must be punished!

Of course, the great master must look down on these inferior and greedy souls, so after the punishment is carried out, these souls can be "enjoyed" by the black knights themselves.

In other words, this robbery was not only for the great cause of the legion, but also for the "enjoyment" of the Black Knights themselves, who came to do "private work" by the way.

"The leader, the trolls and the snakemen asked us to summon the demons after they achieve their goals."

A black knight holding two swords was a little worried, and whispered to Eredin, who had his hands on his hips and was full of ambition:

"And what they said makes sense. If the demon is summoned in advance, it may cause the blue dragon to intervene."

"Wouldn't that be better?"

The leader of the Black Spirit Pirates let out a series of low sneers. He looked back at the sky that was ravaged by the Nightmare and said:

"The powerful Nightmare was once a blue dragon. Look at it now. It is much more powerful than a flesh and blood body. This is a gift from the dark power of its master.

We can have the first Nightmare, and we can have the second, and the third.

What we are about to summon are the elite demons of Marton. If they can't even deal with the smallest number of blue dragons, then they deserve to die here!

Besides, what does the request of the snake man and the troll have to do with us Black Spirit pirates?

We serve only our masters, we are but loyal servants of the dark gods. Whether they can achieve their goals has never been a consideration for us.

What the old pirate Gaboya said was right. This was a clumsy team. Everyone got together just to find a way to use each other as cannon fodder to break into Dalaran.

Now that we are here, false alliances are no longer necessary. "

As soon as he finished speaking, several giant evil energy portals opened around the mage tower near the city's defense center that had mostly collapsed due to the thunderstorm and the impact of the bone dragon.

The rotating dark green flame is like a mirror, reflected in the air, like a door to other worlds opening.

Large groups of magic bats flapped their wings and flew into the material world, mixed with some dark blue and black fear demons, as well as doom guards with wings, eye demons suspended in the sky, and so on.

The moment these vanguard demons rushed into the city, they began to spray evil energy into the city in a planned way.

The concentration of evil energy in Dalaran increased rapidly, and the increase in energy concentration in turn affected the operation of the portal, making it more efficient.

The aura originating from the demon star Marton poured out from the portal, and coupled with the low roars of the demon lords, dark green energy smoke began to linger over Dalaran, which had been plunged into chaos.

It seemed as if the whole sky was going to be dyed green.

The march of the legion of demons was extremely fast. In just a few minutes, thousands of demons poured into the city. As soon as these "alien bastards" with violent nature and incurable desire for destruction flowed in their bones fell into the city. , and began to attack everyone they saw indiscriminately.

Whether it was the mages of Dalaran, the snakemen looking for the keystone, the trolls who burned, killed and looted, or the orcs who sneaked into the city and aimed at the Eye of Dalaran, they were all blocked by demons falling from the sky. .

Look at the way these guys are breathing heavily and wielding weapons with red eyes. If their "desire to fight" is not satisfied, other people will not be able to do a good job in the burning Dalaran.

"This world! All worlds! Will burn!"

With a low roar, a tall demon nearly seven meters tall strode out of the portal leading to Marton. It had blue skin, wore a legion caster armor, recurved hooves, and a chin. There are tentacles all over it.

There are burning evil flames beating on both sides of his forehead.

"Now, all worlds are open to me! The legions are coming! Ignorant mortals, kneel down in destruction!"

The high-level eredar demon lord shouted some middle-level words in demonic language. The moment he entered Azeroth, he raised his hands, and in the burning and rolling red flames, four fiery red Meteors fell from the sky and struck hard around the secret warehouse of the city's defense center.

As the entire city shook, four large lava demons that continuously radiated hellish flames stood up from the giant crater.

These higher-level hellfire structures did not move. Under the orders of their villainous masters, they turned into destructive lava pillars. All creatures that came close to them would be burned into pieces in the high-intensity flame burning impact. Ash.

In just ten seconds, the entire neighborhood was set on fire like a burning hell. In the churning flames, demons were laughing wildly. They liked this kind of destruction that burned everything.

They are crazy about this.

This is the classic defensive tactic of the Burning Legion

These lunatics have no concept of "defense" at all.

"Ten thousand years later, the Burning Legion is back. This time we will complete the unfinished business, starting from this miserable city of yours."

Another low roar sounded from the portal on the other side. Amidst the rhythmic vibrations of the city ground, a huge abyss lord, like an enlarged version of a mammoth beast, stepped on its four thick legs and dragged on the ground. The heavy dragon tail carried a giant double-headed war spear and entered the material world.

This guy's size is larger than the demon lord Annihelan summoned by Evil Eye and the others in the Broken Islands last time.

It was carrying its weird war spear that was constantly flowing with acid and frost. As it walked, it seemed that the buildings in the city were too annoying, so it raised the claws on the upper body of the humanoid body, injected its huge evil energy into the sky, and turned into Waves of evil fire storms like acid rain destroyed all the buildings blocking the way in front of them.

"Charge! Charge over and bite them all to death!"

This cruel abyss lord laughed wildly, and under the command of its terrifying weapons, a large group of elite demon hound troops howled and rushed out of the portal, spreading like mercury over the surrounding streets.

With the assistance of these two powerful demon lords, all nearby creatures except demons were quickly eliminated, and the servants of the Burning Legion could finally begin the final summoning ceremony with confidence and boldness.

"boom"

In the beating of the abyss lord with his spear, the closed magic door in front of the black knights was easily torn open by this giant monster. The collapsed wall was covered with broken bricks, and even the magic defense layer was torn open. Crush open.

The brute strength of demons from the legendary race of Annihelan has long spread throughout the Twisting Nether and many worlds. They are one of the few giant creatures that can easily suppress the black dragon in terms of strength.

However, as the price of power, these guys' brains are not very easy to use, but in the face of their evil brute force, they are just smart and don't mind.

"Where's Mal'Ganis? Isn't that bastard here too?"

The abyss lord Azgalo, who shattered the wall and opened the passage, twisted his inverted triangle and his big head still burning with soul fire, looked around, and asked in a low and confused tone.

"Who knows what those nathrezim do all day long?"

The eredar demon lord, Prince Makzhar, who is proficient in the twisted void teleportation technique, constantly throws flying sulfur flames outwards, incinerating the creatures that dare to come close. While enjoying the destruction, he replied in a disdainful tone:

"Their minds are filled with dark and sinister tricks, and those guys' veins are full of rancid acid. Don't worry about it! Focus on your mission.

Hey you! "

The eredar demon lord raised his burning hand and pointed arrogantly at the black knight Eredin below. It suspended the Book of Medivh in the black knight's hand in front of its eyes and shouted:

"Go in and get the Eye of Dalaran.

With that thing, I can summon powerful polluters into this world. If this thing goes wrong, your miserable soul will be thrown into the soul furnace and burned for ten thousand years! "

"Shut up! You stupid devil."

The leader of the black knight snorted and choked back without fear. He shouted:

"I am a servant of the great master and a loyal person who serves the master. You are just the humble slaves of the master. You are not qualified to threaten me. It is enough to let your master Archimonde come."

"You! Be bold!"

Seeing that this weak guy dared to talk back, Prince Markzar's burning eyes were suddenly filled with anger, and he planned to teach this ignorant insect a lesson.

But the Abyss Lord Azgalo beside it felt that there was nothing wrong with this statement. He leaned on a double-headed war spear and said in a loud voice:

"What he said makes sense.

He is a servant created by the Dark Titan when he traveled in Azeroth, and Archimonde is Lord Sargeras' lieutenant. They are on the same level, and we are indeed one level lower than him."

"Shut up, you bastard!"

The Abyss Lord's "assist" made the Eredar Demon Lord so angry that he couldn't help but feel angry.

But before it could continue to throw cruel words at Eredin, the leader of the Black Knights was already laughing, carrying a heavy sword on his back, leading his three brothers, and striding in under the protection of a group of elite angry guards. The defense center in front of you.

Now as long as you get the Eye of Dalaran, everything will be completed smoothly.

As a loyal servant, he will hand-deliver the destruction of a world to the great master as the highest tribute. The Dark Titan will witness his loyalty and give him the highest praise for this loyalty.

This exciting thought made Eredin walk as if he were walking on clouds, with brisk steps and his heart filled with a bright future, as if he would soon reach the peak of his life.

"Open it!"

Before entering the final secret hall of the underground city defense center, there was another door blocking the way. Eredin was so excited that he couldn't describe it, so he waved his finger forward.

The elite angry guards guarding him came forward with sledgehammers and knocked wildly, smashing the door into pieces.

Amidst the smoke and dust, Eredin walked proudly into the secret room where the Eye of Dalaran was stored. This was his last step towards victory, as long as

"Ah, you are finally here. Are the demons so slow in their actions? We have already played two rounds of magic cards. If we wait any longer, the third round will probably begin."

As Eredin watched in astonishment, four legendary mages, including a lich and a werebear divine warrior, were standing in the secret room that was supposed to be empty.

And a female Titan warrior wearing heavy armor, holding an egg shield and a black ice halberd, who had been waiting impatiently.

At the feet of this crowd, there was actually a pile of scattered magic cards, as well as a few gold coins used as gambling capital. And the Eye of Dalaran, which was supposed to be here, had disappeared.

Damn it!

This is a nasty trap!

They stole their victory and kept their disappointment and ridicule to themselves.

What a shame!

On the other side, on the road leading to the Violet Castle, the Dread Lord Mal'Ganis, who also slipped into the material world through the portal, was standing in the middle of the burning road, looking at the pirate walking out of the shadows in front of him.

"you"

The Dread Lord moved its sharp claws and said in a puzzled tone:

"who are you?"

"Who else could it be?"

Black rolled his eyes and replied in the purest Nasrezim language with the noble accent of the Nasreza world:

"Of course, like you, my dear Mal'Ganis, aren't we all loyal servants of Emperor Denathrius? Come, come here, have a chat with me, brother.

I haven't seen my compatriots for hundreds of years.

What I want to ask you is, our dear, mighty and handsome emperor, how are you doing in Revendreth recently? Is His plan to spread war and chaos across the endless realm of life and death still going smoothly?

The most important thing is, has he reached a deal with the master of the Maw?

Has the war against destiny begun? Come on, tell me this, I can't wait to know the answer. "