Azeroth Trail of Light

The warrior class is the longest inherited one of Azeroth's twelve classes. It is wild and direct, does not rely on any energy, but relies on the warrior's own strength and will to fight, only the strongest and most sturdy warrior In order to arouse the power to control anger, that is the beginning of the soldier's self-transformation.

Anger, this is the most intense and lethal of all the emotions of creatures. The beasts will explode stronger than usual because of their anger. Warriors can also naturally. It is said that the inheritance of this profession can even be traced back to The era when the Titans descended.

Regardless of whether it is Sargeras, the dark Titan, or Aggramar, the guardian of the Pantheon, they actually have the power of a warrior, and the guardians of the Titans have imparted this noble profession to their creations. After the curse of flesh and blood, These creations also passed down this profession.

In Azeroth, you cannot become a mage without magic talent. You cannot become a paladin without a firm will. You cannot become a thief without a dexterous body, but as long as you have a brave heart, as long as you With the weapon, you can become a warrior!

Therefore, among the twelve professions, the number of fighters is the largest, but the more you go to the upper level, the number of strong fighters is extremely small. At present, most of the strongest fighters in the world belong to the card. Rimdor, such as the Saurfang brothers of the orcs, such as the Tauren Chief Kane Bloodhoof, on the human side, it seems that only Admiral Dai Lin can barely enter the ranks of the top fighters.

Humans lack talents, but this does not mean that the way of warriors is closed to humans. The wild blood derived from the first king of mankind, Arathor the Great, has been sleeping in the blood of humans. When Varian-Wryen, When the strongest warrior of mankind, known as the ghost wolf, returns, this inheritance can demonstrate its nobility and power.

After all, Emperor Arathor, that is the existence that can face the strongest servant of the ancient gods and win victory.

That is already the realm of inhumans!

But at the moment, in the land of northern Xinjiang, another flame belonging to a warrior is burning, and the light of the blade of anger in Dalyan's hand is at least three times stronger, especially when the wound on Dalyan's body is full. After the blood, this artifact that existed only for battle was already buzzing, as if it had had its own life, and then continued to roar and challenge the panting Dreadlord.

But Dalyan did not recklessly turned his head and went back to fight Barnazar. The roar and provocation just now were just to delay time, allowing Taelan to leave with the old Mograine, relying on the power of his lord rank to deal with Barnazar. Zal, it's simply impossible.

Even if it can pierce its body with the blade of anger, it is only the power gap that determines that Dalyan cannot win at all. This kind of unnecessary death is not brave, so although the blade of anger is very reluctant, it still approves. Dalyan's move to escape the battlefield.

But even running away is very difficult. Banazar obviously did not try his best to hunt down. This cunning dreadlord is more like playing a game, jumping out of Dalyan’s hiding place from time to time, leaving a continuous line for the fighters. The bleeding wound, then smiled and jumped back into the shadows.

Obviously, Barnazar is also afraid of the weapon that can pierce its body, but it is more just the mentality of finding an interesting toy when he is bored.

Dalyan was not angry because of the humiliation of the Dreadlord, he just kept riding on the robbed death horse, moving towards the Tirisfal area, the old Mograine failed, the Ashbringer failed!

Dalyan also saw the sky fortress floating in the distant sky, exuding the breath of death. That thing is definitely not for friendly exchanges with the Paladin. In the foreseeable future, the battle that has settled down in Northern Xinjiang is inevitable. There will be rebirth, even worse than the worst time before!

And Renault!

That **** appeared in the natural disaster camp. This matter is far more simple than it seems. If Renault betrayed the Scarlet Crusade and the Silver Hand...

Dalyan had a cold war, he didn't even dare to think about the terrible consequences of that incident!

East Dalungmir, that piece of defense that has not been breached by the undead since the start of the war, it is very likely that it...can't keep it!

If the undead of Northern Xinjiang and the remaining undead of the ghost land are allowed to merge, I am afraid that even Quel'Thalas will encounter the danger of extinction again!

Renault!

This bastard, everything is because of him!

Dalyan couldn't help but gritted his teeth, wishing to return to the past now and stab Renault directly with a sword, but at this moment of his dazedness, the hazy voice of Barnazar sounded in his ears.

"Ah, little soldier, it's not a good habit to lose consciousness in battle!"

"boom!"

Dalyan was caught off guard, and Barnazar's bone claws left a hideous scratch on his chest. The whole person was lifted off, and he slammed into the rocks on the side of the road embarrassedly, feeling more than half of his body. Are all numb.

The dreadlord repeatedly confirmed that Dalyan had lost the ability to move. He Shi Shiran jumped out of the shadows, and walked up to Dalyan with graceful steps like a gentleman. He stretched out his sharp claws and pointed towards him. Up the forehead of the soldier.

The sharp claw was like a curved knife, and it leaned against Dalyan’s forehead. The warrior’s eyes looked at him without fear. This gaze made Banazar, who thought he had everything in control, dissatisfied. .

He failed to see his favorite fear!

"Fool! Do you think you can survive?"

The dreadlord retracted his paw, he moved his fist, taunting,

"You and your stupid father must die here! It's like the most humble reptile being crushed by one foot! You have no future!"

"I heard that you have a new master, Dreadlord!"

Dalyan barked his teeth. "Archimonde died on Mount Hyjal. You poor fellow is like a rat scared and scared, lying at the feet of Arthas again? Disgusting!"

"boom!"

The dreadlord’s fist hit Dalyan’s abdomen, which caused the warrior’s body to be consumed by thunder. Banazar’s voice echoed in Dalyan’s ears.

"You don’t know anything, poor fellow! You really thought Alsace could inherit everything! Stupid! The Scourge thought they won, no no no, they just planted themselves the seeds of destruction, you don’t even know. Our strength!"

Barnazar raised his head, his ugly face was full of disgust, and he seemed to have truly lost interest in this game. The five sharp bones and claws opened in front of Dalyan, and Barnazar's voice became lazy. stand up,

"Well, I'm really bored, you bug is worthless, go to death, maybe I will kindly throw your body back to your hometown, but it depends on my mood, when you die , It's better to call it a bit tragic, it will make me happy!"

"Actually, I have a way to make you feel more happy, devil, do you want to listen to it!"

Another cold voice joined the discussion. Banazar and Dalyan turned their heads at the same time, and two dozen death knights walked out of the dark forest silently. Swords, white-haired humans without helmets, from the blue eyes that are completely different from the undead natural disasters, it can be seen that these guys are completely out of the control of the Lich King.

"Captain Sassarian!"

Dalyan’s voice was full of surprises. He recognized the person in front of him. Whether he was alive or after he died, he knew that this was the death knight who followed the death knight Uther. He also got rid of the witch. Control of the Demon King!

The silent death knights are all high-ranking lords. Thassarian led by Thassarian has reached the level of semi-hero. It seems that Uther has already begun a special method to develop his own power in order to deal with Arthas. .

A confrontation of this scale is undoubtedly detrimental to Barnazar. Seeing more than a dozen death grips lit up in different places at the same time, the Dreadlord screamed in annoyance, but it still turned into a bat and disappeared in the original. Ground.

It did not completely take refuge in the undead natural disasters, and it must not fight these difficult death knights for Kel'Thuzad's orders.

Sassarian put away his swords and walked over to Dalyan. His indifferent eyes made Dalyan startled. A few seconds later, the once brave human soldier spoke.

"We need your help... Master Uther, there is a problem."

On the other side, Taelan, carrying only a breath of old Mograine, ran hard in the jungle of the Silver Pine Forest. He was panting. The young man's griffon was killed by the death knight Dathrohan 10 minutes ago. The blow of death and withering was eliminated. At that time, he was very close to the ground, and then he had escaped now.

"Hold on! Uncle Mograine! Be sure to hold on! We will be saved soon!"

While carrying the old knight on her back, Taelan used the few remaining holy light to squander her life for the old knight. His injury was too serious, and the terrible injury that pierced the heart, the average hero would have died long ago, but The powerful force of the old Mograine maintained his life, but it only maintained it. If he did not receive effective treatment, he would die sooner or later.

But Taelan is just a little knight who has no lord, placed in the silver pine forest that has become extremely dangerous now, he doesn't even have enough power to protect himself!

What's more, not far behind him, the undead are chasing him frantically. They do everything to catch Mograine. With the lessons of Uther and Dathrohan, who would dare to use such a powerful Paladin? Throw it to the undead?

Once resurrected, it is definitely a natural disaster lord who is more threatening than Uther!

So despite reluctance, Taelan is indeed prepared in the bottom of his heart. If once things get to the point of irreversibility, he will personally end his uncle’s life, and then soak it with concentrated holy water, at least It is guaranteed that Mograine will not be transformed into an undead before the holy water expires.

Taelan's hand tightly held a shiny owl pendant, which was given to him by Dalyan. He once told him to drop blood on it at the most critical moment, and then find a place to hide, waiting for the silver dawn. The support of secret forces.

It's a pity that in Tirisfal, a region far from East Dallonemir, Taelan really didn't know whether the Silver Dawn Division in Stratholme could receive the distress signal from this pendant.

"boom."

The potholes in the silver pine forest are not easy to walk. Tailan hurried to the road. Without noticing it, she stumbled on the rock under her feet. She lost her balance and fell to the ground. The old Mograine, who was on his back, was even thrown out and rolled several times on the dirty and moist ground. The shocking blood stained the ground red.

"bad!"

Regardless of the embarrassment of being smashed, Taelan ran to Mograine with his hands and feet, and stretched out his hand to gently probe the old knight's neck. There is still a pulse, thank God!

But when the Paladin carried the old knight on his back and was about to leave, his body suddenly stiffened.

A tall black figure stood not far in front with his back facing him. The huge black long sword showed his identity.

"Taylan Fording... you did not live up to the blood flowing in your body, but... that's it!"