Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Bang bang"

Glokush brandished a battle axe, and in the form of a war hammer, madly bombarded Gul'dan in front of him. The gesture was like a lunatic who was stunned by anger.

In front of his eyes, the warlock who lost his left arm breathed out, and he squeezed out the last magic in his body, and in the form of a shadow shield, he stood in front of his eyes, blood was already covering his body, on his chest With four bone arrows, the abdomen was cut with an axe and a shocking wound, and his left leg was cut off by Tyraine's epee from below his knee.

He gritted his teeth like an dying old dog, screaming at the hunters staring around. His life had come to an end. If no miracle appeared, he knew that he might actually die here.

Death is silent, death is humble.

The dying struggle of the orc warlock did not cause much trouble. The battle was only less than 5 minutes past. The members of the Dark Blade Knights saw the hope of final victory.

A magician who has lost his magic power, no matter how powerful and scary he was before, but at this moment, he is nothing but the lamb to be slaughtered!

"I am Gul'dan! I am destined to be a god! I want to surpass the god!"

The orc warlock leaned against the burnt tree trunk. He gasped heavily, and blood flowed into his eyes, making the darkness in front of him colder and more frightening.

"How can I... die... here!"

"boom"

His only right arm was clenched, squeezing out the poor magic power, and before the wound broke, a weak shadow arrow hit the Glokush in front of him, the latter did not shirk, let the shadow The arrow corroded his dead body, and the tomahawk he cut off with the power of death, each blow filled with the anger and unwillingness of the former chieftain.

This will be the last battle between two people who were once entangled in fate, and one of them must die.

"It's ugly!"

Tyrion put the Epee in his hand. He looked at Gul'dan, who was dying in front of him, in the dark. He said softly:

"This gesture of facing death is so ugly..."

He lifted his finger and ticked in the air, as if turning on a switch. At the next moment, Gul'dan's body protected by the shadow shield, the wounds pierced and cut out, were full of evil The blood of energy exploded like a blood waterfall. The smelly blood was drawn in the night at a crazy speed. This sudden and extreme pain caused the warlock to scream overwhelmed in an instant.

"Ah! Tyrion! You! Damn it!!!"

"boom"

The magic shield that could not be maintained was cut, and a **** glow appeared in Glokush's eyes. He took a step forward and waved the battle axe in his hand.

"puff"

Gul'dan's body flew up from the ground and hit the ground at the foot of Tyrion. His flesh and sternum were completely smashed by the axe just now. The flesh and blood of his chest were fuzzy and abnormally raised. His dark red His eyes burst, and in the face of this death, his life was completely dry, he has lost the ability to speak.

He could only stare at Tyrion with those hate-filled eyes. The latter raised his left foot and stepped on Gul'dan's chest. The extreme pain made the orc warlock crazy like a fish out of water. Struggled.

"Well..."

At the next moment, Tyrion pulled out the epee beside him, holding the hilt in both hands, his blood-red eyes stared at Gul'dan under his feet, and his voice was as cold as a true ice storm.

"Who gives you the power to let you take her future..."

His arms slammed down, and the cold blade swelled. At this moment, he easily pierced Gul'dan's chest and nailed the orc warlock to the ground.

"puff"

"So now...I take yours too!"

The blood with a pungent smell splashed at this moment, the hatred in Gul'dan's eyes solidified at this moment, this sword was like piercing a shriveled balloon, and the indescribable life quickly flowed from this body Walking and taking away the lives of others is always the cruelest thing.

"Uh"

The blood-stained blade was pulled out of the body under his feet, and Tyrion looked up to the night sky, where the red dragon's figure was already in sight.

"Cut off his head and draw out his soul..."

"He never wants to be resurrected!"

The death knight took out a soul stone and began to quickly set up the Soul Array. Behind him, Glokush, with a big grudge, lifted his axe and cut it towards Gul'dan's neck, however, At this moment.

"boom"

The scorching dragon fire descending from the sky was like a pillar of fire, spitting fiercely towards the death knights below.

"what!"

Glokush's body was hit by a dragon fire, and the battle axe in his hand melted in an instant, and Gul'dan's body was wrapped in the dragon fire together with his body, making the death knight angry. The roar, and the moment Tyrion was lifted off by the explosion of the dragon fire, and the moment he fell to the ground, the soul stone in his hand suddenly shattered.

"Damn!"

Seeing this scene, Tyrion climbed up frantically, took out another soul stone, and rushed towards the corpse completely wrapped by dragon fire behind him.

Gul'dan is a warlock, and simply killing his body does not completely destroy his existence. Orgrim once set off the slaughter of the Shadow Council, but Talon. Blood Demon and other warlocks also rely on the soul stone to save the soul.

Tyrion does not allow this to happen!

Gul'dan must die here!

"boom"

Saurfang, holding a battle axe, leapt from the young dragon, and he was blocked in front of Tyrion’s eyes. Before he could say anything to Saurfang, the death knight in front of him withdrew his back. The sword, the seven runes on the sword were fully activated at this moment, blood, ice and evil breath wrapped around the epee, like a ghost sickle, splitting fiercely towards the Saurfang in front of him. past.

"Keng!"

The spine battle axe collided with the Rune Epee, the orc warlord's body took two steps back, and Tyrion's charge was also interrupted. He stared at the orc in front of him, and this guy killed him and cut off his life, and Now, he dares to stop his revenge!

"Unforgivable!"

Tyrion's voice has been completely like the cold wind. He backhanded the soul stone to Serent who raised the war bow. In the spiritual link, he shouted:

"Whether you want it or not! Now...take me Gul'dan's soul! Don't say you won't!"

"it is good!"

This time, the elf ranger did not continue to hold on. He took the soul stone thrown by Tyrion and rushed towards the burning fire behind him. Like Tyrion, he and General Liresa also had mentoring Love, he also has great respect for the Ranger General.

Yu Gong is private, he would not want to see Gul'dan resurrected again.

"Why do you betray!"

In the refuge of the dragon fire, in that blazing fire, Saurfang waved the axe and shivered with the mad death knight, the orc warlord shouted:

"The chieftain takes you so seriously! Why do you betray!"

"Go to **** with your great chief!"

"boom"

The forcible repression of anger was released, and the huge death energy in Tyrion’s body began to riot. He used his left sword to block Saurfang’s attack, and the dark red energy in his right formed a storm, which hit the orc warrior in front of him. The blood-red light in his eyes jumped so deadly.

"You and your tribe have no future!"

"boom"

Saurfang sideways avoided this death coil, and the roaring energy hit the tree behind him, but the tree was corroded into ash by the violent death force in an instant.

And this dodge made him fall into a disadvantage in the frontal battle, Tyrion's attack was even more crazy, he urged the power of death in his body, turned into an ice storm, enveloped around his body, let the ground under his feet And ashes are frozen.

Every weapon collision slows Saurfang's attack, and when his body is covered with ice, his orc warrior's movements have become stiff.

Like everyone else, Saurfang has not played against death knights, especially death knights like Tyrion.

"boom"

It was another collision of weapons. The spine battle axe in Saurfang was already covered with frost. He struggled to block Tyrion’s heavy blow, but the next moment, the body of the death knight swayed, dark red. The energy rose from the foot of Saurfang, caught in a sudden, like a hand of death, strangling his neck fiercely, dragging his body into the air.

Strike!

"puff"

Tyrion’s long sword waved. Although Saurfang relied on his brute force to break free from the strangling next time, the frost-covered blade had wiped his chest. In Ang's anger, he cut off his plate armor and brought a terrible scar on his body.

he is injured!

He was injured in front of the blood elves of Sahrain!

"Uh"

Blood, burning blood was drawn from Saurfang's wound. Although the blood of the wound was quickly clamped by the strong muscles of the warrior, the blood that was drawn was like it was pumped away. All his strength.

Saurfang stepped back a few steps. He squeezed the battle axe hard, but his footsteps were vain and his face pale. Obviously, just now, he had been seriously injured.

"You killed me once!"

Tyrion waved his hands to disperse the suspended blood cells in front of him, and the splattered blood mist enveloped his body, quickly filling up the consumed power of death. He looked at Saurfang in front of him, and he did not whisper softly. Say:

"Today, it's time to pay off the debt!"

"I got it!"

Serent’s voice rang in Tyrion’s heart, and the death knight turned back suddenly, and saw Serent, who had been burned by the dragon all over his body, rushing out of the flames, holding a shining soul stone in his hand. This finally relieved Tyrion's heart.

Farther away, Luminas, with the Dark Ranger, was struggling against the dragon in the air, and Glokus, who was hit by the dragon's fire in front of him, was able to climb out of the flames.

The survival of the dragon fire frontal attack is enough to show the tenacity of this orc death knight.

"To spare your life today, take my kindness, get out!"

Tyrion glanced back at Saurfang, the murderous intention in his eyes was eager to try, but he finally put away his weapon and turned and rushed towards Serent.

"Darkblade Knights, leave that dragon alone, break through!"

The four-boned griffins fell to the ground from the sky, Tyrion jumped onto the griffin, and Serent also climbed onto another griff, but just before the griff was about to take off, Tyrion's eyes shrank sharply. The darkness surrounding Serent was abnormal and abnormal.

"Be careful! There are assassins!"

His voice sounded in the spiritual link, and Serent suddenly raised his head, and saw a single green skin, wearing red leather armor, waving two daggers. The female orc jumped out of the darkness. She used the dagger in her hand. In the middle of no time, the heart of Serent was pierced, and the horrible toxin paralyzed the dead body of the death knight in an instant.

"Snapped"

The gleaming soul stone fell into the female orc assassin's hand. She jumped lightly off the griffin and looked back at Tyrion who was rushing towards her. A bit of bitterness appeared on her orcish face. Struggling, but the next moment, her figure disappeared into darkness.

Zuluhid maneuvered the young dragon through the ground at a rapid speed, grabbing the seriously wounded Saurfang and the assassin in the shadow on the dragon's back, and slammed the orc death knight that rushed up. In the roar of the young dragon, Flying fast towards the rear.

Behind this young dragon, Tyrion and Luminas, who were not reconciled to their victory, were stolen and followed by a bone-griffin.

The death knight's eyes were fixed on the orc female assassin behind the dragon, he recognized her!

"Garona! You mischievous life and death!"

"How dare you... steal my victory!"

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