Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Ah, look, this is the final answer to all questions!"

Gul'dan stood in front of the black tomb of the broken earth. He leaned on his skull cane. His dark red eyes were fixed on the elf-style building debris in front of him. Gugal stood beside him, listening to the orc warlock. With emotion.

"I abandoned everything and found it! It will fulfill all my wishes for me... yes, it will not let me down!"

With all the pursuits in sight, Gul'dan was already somewhat stunned, while Gugar, the ogre wizard, was not so optimistic. He stretched out his hands, and the two blue lights were beating in his palm, which was irritable. The magic spark, he used this method to detect the magic around.

After a moment, Gujar’s eyes shone with deception, and he shouted towards Gul'dan:

"There is a large magic enchantment here! (We can't solve it by relying on us two! You lied to me!)

This roar represents all the anger accumulated inside Gujar. His followers gathered for the great chaos, not for the foolish fantasy of Gul'dan. Now these chaotic believers are sacrificed by Gul'dan for What came was such an ending, which made Gujar unbearable.

In the face of Gujar's anger, Gul'dan sneered. As a warlock, after experiencing the betrayal of Talon Gorefiend, he already had no faith in the apprentices he had taught himself.

His cane touched the ground, and his left hand probed towards the tomb tower in front of him. The dark green evil energy was beating in the palm of his hand. At the moment before touching the tomb tower, the evil energy collided with the magic enchantment around the envelope. Together, a dazzling spark burst out.

As if a certain stress program was activated, a gorgeous layer of magic halo shining with colorful colors appeared around the tomb tower, like a hood, covering this temple that sank to the bottom of the sea Got up.

"The enchantment of Human Archmage Aegwynn! The huge enchantment envelopes the entire Tomb of Sargeras, and is also connected to the surrounding magic nodes. Forcible cracking is impossible!"

Gul'dan took a step back and whispered:

"But I didn't just find this cemetery in Medivh's memory, Gujar, my apprentice, I also knew how to crack it. In your eyes, am I really such a reckless person?"

"Can you crack it? (Did you lie to us?)"

Gujar looked at Gul'dan suspiciously. The latter held out his finger and gave a low laughter. Behind him, there were nearly a hundred violent orcs of the looting clan. They looked at their leader intently, looking forward to The leader can give them more power.

"Of course I can...otherwise, what do you think I did to bring these burdens here?"

"boom"

Gul'dan snapped his fingers, and at the next moment, a dozen orc assassins hiding in the shadows jumped out, thrusting the dagger in their hands into the hearts of the orcs of the unprepared looting clan. The blood was splashing, and the screams and roars of the attack completely tore the peace in front of the enchantment.

"What are you doing! (Are you crazy?)"

Gujar looked at everything in stunned eyes. Those crazy assassins frantically killed members of the clan that belonged to Gul'dan, and the orcs of the looting clan fell down a dozen before they responded.

In this murderous killing of each other, in the blood splashing, Gul'dan opened his arms and issued a gloomy and terrifying laughter:

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Use your own blood and death to open the way for my path to becoming a god!"

"Pollute this boundary with your unwilling soul and blood. Soon, soon I will touch the road of destiny, soon! I will become a true god! Your sacrifice... is great and necessary of!"

"Gugal, my apprentice, kill them all!"

Gujar heard the order of Gul'dan. Although this ogre was cruel and cunning, he was not as emotional as Gul'dan. He looked back at the murderous field behind him and turned his head to look at Gul'dan Personally, the eyes of the orc warlock had been fixed on him. Gujar did not doubt that if he did not do it himself, he would be surrounded by the demons summoned by Gul'dan and then torn to pieces.

"boom"

The irritable magic burst out of Gugal's palm and smashed fiercely in the center of the slaughtered crowd behind him. The magic exploded and shattered the three orcs around the landing. This scene satisfied Gul'dan. Nodding, he waved the skeleton staff in his hand and began to recite obscure and mysterious mantras. The blood on the ground was attracted little by little by the mourning of the orcs before their death, and the roar of killing each other. Weird runes gathered on the ground at the foot of Gul'dan.

This scene is simply a live cult scene!

Outside the rock on the other side, Luminas widened her eyes. She even rubbed her eyes, thinking that she was wrong. She turned to look at the gloomy Serent:

"What is Gul'dan doing? Is he crazy? Why did he kill himself?"

"I don't know! Who knows what this lunatic is going to do..."

The figure of Tyrion appeared behind the two subordinates. He looked at the killing made by Gul'dan indifferently. He said softly:

"He is using this method to contaminate the enclave left by Aegwynn. This is probably the reason why he took these orcs together to go to sea. He could have come here quietly without alarming anyone...it was really downright Madman."

Tyrion's finger rested on the hilt of his waist, his eyes narrowed:

"Get ready, Seven, Ottum, and detonate those magic bombs once the enchantment is broken! Then we will rush up and we will kill him!"

And just as Gul'dan began to pollute the border, southwest of the rear continent not far from the island, here is a deserted continent, full of buildings left in the period of the Elven Empire. In the devastation of time, these buildings have already turned into ruins. The collapsed stone columns have been covered with green moss and cobwebs. The glory of the past has become cold in the sun.

This is Azsuna, a cursed, abandoned place.

And on the edge of this abandoned land, on an isolated island hanging from overseas, the watchmen from the ancient to the present are shocked by the strange magic that erupted suddenly.

The slender shadow stood at the top of the island. She wore dark green armor, a cloak with a sharp edge, and an owl head-shaped helmet with slender ears protruding from the back of the helmet. The high elf's pointed ears are much longer, her figure is good, but she has a terrifying weapon in her hand.

It was a huge knife wheel with a height of one-half of her. The outer edge of the circular blade was covered with fierce teeth. At the center of the ring, there was a handle for holding. This terrifying weapon The surface is engraved with runes from the Elven Empire, and a light green halo is beating in the sea breeze.

This peculiar watchman exuded an ascetic and gloomy temperament all over her body. She looked indifferently at the twisting magical power floating in the direction of Sargeras’ tomb. After a while, she stretched out her left hand, a whole body as pure as green A bizarre owl like a green gem stopped on her arm.

This is not like a living owl screaming at her twice. At the next moment, the figure of the watchman is like a cheetah traveling in the forest, disappearing silently in place, as if she has never been None have appeared the same.

"Click"

The heavy stone door was opened little by little during the operation of the specially-made institution. The watchman hurried into the darkness behind her. After a few seconds, she entered a meditation room shrouded in darkness. The darkness was flooded, and only a dim spar lamp in the front provided a little light.

The previous watchman knelt on the ground halfway, the sound of the collision of the armor broke the tranquility in the room, she said in a hoarse voice with an urn:

"Mistress! Abnormal magic fluctuations appeared in the Tomb of Sargeras...Someone tried to break in there!"

"Ok?"

This report made the figure hidden perfectly in the dark make a suspicious nasal sound, approaching the sound of the armor. In the shadow, a slender tall figure stood up and put a sturdy helmet on his head, down For a moment, in the collision of the steel hand armor and the knife wheel, the dim spar lamp lit up, revealing the figure in the darkness.

It was also a woman dressed as a watchman, but with long white hair and a long pony tail behind her head. Unlike the watchman who came to report, the man’s armor in front of him was old and worn, and it had a sharp edge. The scars left, but the more this is, the more the woman's arrogance is shown.

When she took steps in the dark, it was like the shadow itself was moving, quietly, if you could not see her figure, you would definitely not feel someone approaching.

This hidden stealth technique is obviously an unparalleled master class.

"Nassa, can you be sure who the invader of Sargeras' tomb?"

The voice is soft, with a unique husky, cold and emotionless, like a machine, faced with this problem, the watchman half kneeling on the ground replied:

"The sentinel spirit told me that it is a group of creatures that we haven't seen before. They are taller and more savage than humans. They drove demons to fight. Obviously, they are evil creatures! Killing, trying to contaminate the enchantment of Sargeras’ tomb by this method."

The watchman stopped and continued:

"In addition, there are a small group of walking dead, the sentinel spirit can feel the breath of death radiating from them, but they are no different from living people, yes, hostess, there are more than one of the walking dead High elves..."

"Huh? The high elves of Quel'Thalas? Or the dead?"

The leader of the watchman, Maiev Shadowsong shook his head:

"It's such a weird combination. The descendants of my friend Das Reima seem to be involved in some bad things."

"Are we going to intervene in this? Lady?"

Watcher Nasa asked in a low voice, Maiev hesitated for a moment, she said in a deep voice:

"The process of dealing with that arrogant lady Aegwynn is not to be missed, but the seal she set before 828 is always to protect the world. This does not deviate from our original intention, but drives the demon to fight. Evil creatures want to enter, it means that they are very clear about the hidden things."

"This is undoubtedly a threat!"

Maiev's fingers moved a bit, and a crisp steel collision sounded. She thought for a moment and nodded:

"Nasa, call the currently idle watchmen! I personally lead the team to the tomb of Sargeras at the fastest speed!"

"Observe! Mistress!"

The watchman stood up and was about to leave, but when she walked to the door, she hesitated for a moment and turned to ask:

"Do you want to inform Ms. Tyrande about this?"

"Tell her what she can do?"

Behind Nasa, Mai Shadow Shadowsong turned away from her, standing in front of the owl statue in the meditation room, quietly like another statue, facing the proposal of Nasa, the leader of the watchman said without emotion:

"Not to mention whether she can arrive in time, just to say that she is in conflict with the watchman, what she did to us, how she stripped us of our glory...Nasa, you have to remember that we are not loyal Tyrande and her Cadore, we are loyal to the Moon God, and loyal to our duties. The existence of the watchman is to avoid the recurrence of the tragedy 10,000 years ago. We walk in the dark to protect our people!"

"Everything we do has nothing to do with Tyrande, and we do not ask her for appreciation!"

The answer caused the watchman behind to nod, and she said softly:

"I see, ma'am!"

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