Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Swoosh"

The sharp arrows brought out a jet of blood in the light of the dawn, waving their weapons, the orcs rushing out of the forest had not yet made their first roar, and their strong bodies were like punctured balloons. A sudden gesture kneeled on the ground.

The fierce weapon fell into the forest full of fallen leaves. His thick hands held his throat with difficulty, trying to block the **** wound, and it seemed to be trying to grab some of it pulled out of the body. s things.

"boom"

In the end, the dead green orc knelt on the ground. Behind him, the more furious orc spurred by the death of his companion screamed and rushed out. Luosema, holding the battle bow, stretched his back with his backhand, but he caught Empty, the quiver behind him was empty.

"boom"

A black figure jumped out of the forest and smashed like a cannonball on the ground in front of Lor'themar. In the narrow open space of this forest, Reid holding the red war knife. The eyes of the black hand were already full of blood red Shine.

He clenched the war knife in his hands, stepped forward, and severely cut it, without giving Lotherma any chance.

"boom"

The ranger held the war bow in his hands, blocking it in front of him like a melee weapon. It could withstand the blow and slash. When the faces of the two approached, Reid's grisly face was full of brutal murderous intent. .

"You are dead! Elf! Your companion is dead!!"

"boom"

Lor'themar's body fell backwards, and at the moment when he hit the ground with his back, his legs kicked out, struck on Red's abdomen, kicking this fierce orc back two steps, but the next moment, three weapons He fell to his body on the ground from three directions.

"Pappa"

"boom"

Between the collision of the weapons, the huge war bow could not bear the pressure and burst open in the hands of Lor'themar, but he also bounced the deadly weapon for him. At this opportunity, Lor'themar jumped from the ground with his hands Dancing on the belt, two red daggers appeared in his hands. He put the dagger across his eyes and stared at the orc in front of him. His half cheeks were already full of blood. Obviously, Reid's hateful blow just now. , Not without results.

"Uh"

The red war knife was cut like a command knife, and the cold voice came into everyone's ears.

"kill him!"

"This...is this the end?"

Lor'themar looked at the tall orc rushing towards him. He clenched the handle of his hand, and a trace of despair flashed in his heart.

"Sorry, Your Highness, I...I may...can't follow you anymore."

"Kill the elf! Get Zul'jin's head back!"

Reid. Blackhand's roar sounded in the forest, like a desperate spell, constantly strangling Lor'themar for a short time.

"boom"

The orc's mighty attack was flashed by the Red Ranger. The dagger in his hand penetrated the heavy orc warrior's chest one after the other, and the fast beating heart was stirred in half between his wrists.

At the next moment, Lor'themar's body and the body of the orc warrior were gathered from behind by a heavy hammer, and both of them rolled and fell to the ground.

Lor'themar's consciousness was nearly blurred. The dagger in his hand flew out in the previous blow and fell to some place. He rolled over on the ground and caught his eyes. It was a smash. Fallen grim warhammer.

"ended..."

This was the last thought in Lor'themar's mind, but just as the orc brought a grin and wanted to smash the ranger in front of him into a meatloaf, a loud eagle blared in the dark, causing the orc's movement to suspend. One second, the next moment, a dazzling silver thunder hit the sky blankly.

"boom"

The murderous orc was like a smashed bag full of blood, spouting blood violently and flew out in the other direction.

It wasn't until this time that Reid could see the true face of the thunderbolt...that was a silver one-handed warhammer, designed as a flying axe, specifically for throwing warhammers.

He raised his head subconsciously, looking at the position where the Warhammer flew. Above them, the sky shrouded in the first rays of dawn, more than 20 flapped wings, a giant eagle in the front and a lion from the sky. Like a predator, rushed down like crazy.

Behind the beast, was wearing leather armor, with tattoos engraved on his body, roaring like a thunderous griffon knight, they were very short, and there were wild totem battle patterns on their cheeks, which was in the dawn The flying griffin wore a leather saddle. Although he was domesticated, the fierceness of the fierce beast was not smoothed.

"Get out of the territory of the Wildhammer! The Green Orc! This is the sky's fury!"

"Oh, uh"

In an instant, more than 10 to exactly the same silver flying hammer fell from the sky, Reid. Blackhand waved the war knife in his hand, threw two shots towards his warhammer, and he looked back, following the orc warrior he came from They have all been knocked down by this horrible flying hammer, and the **** elf fell on the ground unaware of life and death, without being attacked in any way.

"Damn dwarf!"

The black hand scolded, and the flying hammer flying towards the sky rushed towards Lor'themar. He wanted to turn this **** ranger back to Zul'jin's head, but the moment he was near Lor'themar , A figure like an iron barrel leaped from the gryphon above his head. He waved a hammer as big as his body in the air with both hands, issued a harsh war roar, and slammed it into the head of the black hand.

"boom"

Blackhand's raid was interrupted by this blow. He stepped back a few steps, looking at the dwarf who was standing beside the elf, he rushed up again with the war knife, and scolded loudly:

"Where come the dwarf who knows nothing, let me go away!"

"boom"

The weapons collided again, and Red's proud power did not prevail in front of this dwarf knight with a beautiful golden beard. Instead, he was repeatedly backed by the bizarre combat skills of the short man who specialized in three roads. .

"Roar!"

"I am Alfonso. Thunder! I am the son of Wildhammer! Wings of the sky!"

The lunatic dwarf was surrounded by heavy alcohol, attacking like a full mad warrior. When he hit the rise, he jumped up from the ground, holding the huge warhammer in his hands, and turned hard towards Reid's head smashed past.

"No wings! I can soar in the sky!!"

"boom"

This powerful blow completely cut off the idea that Red wanted to hack Lor'themar, because in the roar of this lunatic dwarf, several dwarves followed his attack, and the griffon passed by from a low altitude. Leaping down, he smashed the two orcs who were still stubborn to the ground. If the black hand of Red. who had already been singled out, he would have no chance to leave.

"Ah!"

Reluctantly defeated, Reid roared and kicked Alfonso, the griffon knight who still wanted to rush up. He took a fierce glance at Luo Sema, who was protected by the dwarves. He took a deep breath and turned around. Rushed into the forest behind.

"Alfonso! What's wrong with you? Was it bitten by the orcs? Hahahaha"

The leader of the Griffon Knight, Kudran, the warrior of the Wildhammer Dwarf, waved a hammer in the cheers of his companions, smashing the head of the last orc who fell to the ground. He waved towards his good friend. The latter kicked by Reid was awkwardly climbing from the ground, rubbing his buttocks, and scolded toward his companion.

Wildhammer dwarves are naturally free, and they are more rude and outspoken than their peers living in Kazmodan.

As the reckless dwarves celebrated their victory, a curious dwarf reached out to untie the bag around Lor'themar's waist, and after only glancing at it, screamed.

"Come and see! This girly elf hacked a troll and cut off his head!"

"Oh? Show me!"

Kurdran was a little surprised. He reached over and took over the head of the troll passed by his companion. He only glanced at it, and his two small eyes widened suddenly.

"No! Look at the spell on this head! This is no ordinary troll... this is at least a troll high priest!"

His eyes fell on the dying elf again, a flash of respect in Kudran's eyes:

"It seems that we saved an amazing big man, treated him, and brought him back to Eagle's Nest Mountain. This time, I want to see how Falstad still punish us!"

The wild lifestyle of the Wildhammer dwarves determined that they did not have a priest, but instead, among their clans, there was a faith that had been abandoned by most dwarves, the shaman priest.

An old shaman who followed the Griffon Knight drank a gulp of wine and walked to Lotherma, preparing to call the spirit of the running water to heal the elf. As a result, he saw that Lotherma opened his eyes and grabbed his Arm.

"Go...go save my...mate!"

"Tirion...no, save...Tirion! Please, please..."

"Ok?"

Kurdran heard Lor'themar's request, but he hadn't waited until he asked more. The severely wounded elf fainted again with emotion.

The Wildhammer Griffon Knight scratched his head, turned his head to look at his brothers, and finally, he waved his fist:

"Alfonso, my bravest brother, you and I will go to other places to see, listen to the meaning of this elf, there seems to be other elves fighting here, can not let those green skin continue to arrogant!"

"Other people, send this head back to Eagle Nest Mountain with this warrior elf, we will go back soon!"

At the same time when the Griffon Knight re-takes off, Tyrion, who is in a mortal battle, is not clear. Lor'themar has found reinforcements for him, and now he has no extra time to consider these.

He is fighting for survival...

People always think that birth is accompanied by a loud noise, and death is silent, everything is born in roar, but it ends in weeping... But let me tell you a secret... In fact, the end, the end of everything , Especially the craziest death fight, is the most epic epic!

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