Azeroth’s Death Track

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The naga came from the deep sea of ​​Azeroth.

In the deep sea below tens of thousands of meters, the darkness without sunlight is always the norm. The terrible gloom will drive all the normal creatures that enter here, and there are more horrible things hidden in that gloom.

How did the Naga live in that hell?

Of course, they turned to the lunatics who always whispered in the abyss. What else could they do besides doing so?

The evil magic from the ancient gods distorted the naga’s form, and also twisted their souls. They began to hate the living like the dead, especially the two-legged creatures on the land that occupy the sun and the sky. They wished to destroy them completely Those stupid guys.

But now it seems that the Naga’s hatred of the living is not worth mentioning compared to the undead, and they have not gained new power from this hatred. Hundreds of naga are in the attack of the Wraith, After holding on for less than 10 seconds, they sacked away. The wraiths screamed and fell from the sky. Their cold form brought out a hateful cry and roar in the darkness.

The eyes of the naga who were too late to escape into the water were full of fear. They waved the trident in their hands weakly, but this heavy and sharp weapon could not harm those ghosts without entities. The blade passed through the body of the ghost. , Except for making them crazier, has no effect.

And those Naga screamed in the flesh torn by the claws of the wraiths, and their twisted souls were pulled out by the wraiths, torn to pieces, and swallowed frantically.

This scene made the onlookers feel afraid.

Especially Reid Blackhand, this orc never believed in any ghosts. Although several death knights stood beside him, he had also seen how death knights awakened corpses, but this was not enough for this young orc Facing thousands of violent wraiths without changing their faces.

In fact, every time he faced the wraiths, he could feel the desire of these violent souls to completely tear him.

This made him feel dry, and he was afraid...although he is now standing with these wraiths.

"Coward! Miscellaneous!"

"boom"

Gul'dan gathered magic energy in his hands, leaned against the ogre, and used magic to fight against the whistling wraith.

Even if he didn’t call the demon, as a warlock, he could use other spells. He threw two brimstones of sulfur fire in his hands, extinguished the gray smoke that hit his wraiths. On the other side, Gugal struggled to support a A large magic shield covers two people. As long as the wraiths hit the dark blue shield, they will be repelled.

Wraiths look scary, but whether it is Holy Light or magic, they can cause serious damage to them. The advantages and disadvantages of undead creatures are obvious. In the face of these whistling wraiths, just give Gul'dan enough time , He can completely eliminate them.

Unfortunately, he has no time.

"boom"

The halberd wrapped in dark red death energy smashed **** the magic shield supported by Gujar. This heavy blow made the huge shield sway, and the end that was in contact with the death energy began to corrode rapidly. The speed of magical power changed Gujar's face.

"Gul'dan! You block them! (Give me time!)"

The ogre converged the shield at the next moment. The warlock glared back at him, turned his head, opened his hands, and the evil energy in his palm roared into the dark sky, and the rain of roaring flames fell from the sky, just like Like a burning curtain, the frightened grudges are kept in front.

But this kind of attack could not stop the death knight, watching Glokush screamed and rushed up, Gul'dan threw a fire of soul, and the purple flame caused the surrounding temperature to rise at the moment of its appearance. 'S fireball hit the death knight's chest, knocking Glokus back a few steps.

At this juncture, a dark shadow ripped through the flaming rain that enveloped the surroundings, and rushed to Gul'dan, the orc warlock only had time to bless himself with three defensive magics, and the roaring war halberd hit his chest. The shadow enchantment was torn apart in the distance, and the demon skin was torn apart. The dark red death force of the mixed belt left a terrible scar on Gul'dan's chest.

"what!"

The orc warlock screamed and took a few steps back, but this pain also aroused the brutality in the orc's bones. His hands were staggered in front of him, and a dark light appeared in his dark red eyes. The body was entangled, but his body swelled in just a moment. Under the blessing of evil energy, he grew a devil horn, and there were more bat wings and claws behind.

The advanced warlock's research knowledge of demons allows them to be transformed into semi-demons temporarily. In this state, the warlock's manipulation of evil energy will be like a demon, and he may even use some devil's talent skills.

The demon incarnation is harmful to the body and soul of the warlock. The longer the duration, the stronger the warlock will be transformed by evil energy. Using this spell means that the battle has reached the stage of desperation, or the enemy is killed. , Or be killed by yourself.

"boom"

The claws covered with dark green evil energy collided with Tyrion’s war halberd. The two were like wrestling. In the center of this platform, no one wanted to take a step back.

"I won't die here!"

Gul'dan shouted: "I paid so much, not to die here, not to die in the hands of a dead man!"

"Are you comforting yourself?"

Tyrion’s voice did not fluctuate: "What a pity!"

"Uh"

He retracted the halberd and took two steps back. The other death knights stood around him. Tyrion moved his neck and his eyes shone coldly:

"Go together!"

"Oh, uh, uh"

Just in a moment, five blood servant watchmen hidden in the dark waved the knife wheel and appeared beside Gul'dan. The grisly weapon shone with the light of the night elf's evil rune. It easily cut through the ancient Erdan's demon skin made the blood mixed with evil energy spill out.

This wave of raids was completely beyond the expectations of the warlock. In the pain, he had to retreat. The violent fel magic was thrown out of his hands. He almost didn't need to aim.

"Buzz"

The three demon eyes floating in the air were summoned by Gul'dan, and evil energy gathered on the eyeballs, sending out a series of intertwined eye edges, dispersing the death knights who were coming up, but less than 2 seconds, this The three eyeballs were severely chopped by the recoiling death knights.

"Look! This is a disgrace for playing with fire!"

Luminas leapt with a laugh, her double knives staggered in the air, and at the moment she crossed Gul'dan's head, the double knives pierced in unison.

"puff"

The wings behind the warlock were pierced, and the pain caused his attack to take shape. At the next moment, the halberd swept like a poisonous snake. In the shimmering light shining from the top of the temple, the sword danced and intertwined a dark red light. In the curtain, Gul'dan's abdomen was torn apart by the battle halberd.

His cheek was biased to the other side by a heavy punch, and Glokus rushed up, embracing the warlock's waist with his hands, just like the bull of the charge, smashing him against the broken platform. On the pillar, bricks and stones flew across the wall in an instant.

"boom"

Gul'dan felt the bones of his body were broken during this impact. He waved his hands and wanted to fight back, but when he raised his eyes, the war halberd wrapped in the dark red power of death had broken through. .

"puff"

Between the splashes of blood, his body was nailed to the stone pillar, and the pain of passing through the chest made the warlock's demon incarnation form broken.

He lowered his head, his hands clasped the halberd in his chest, but the strength passed away from his body, making him unable to shake the weapon that took his life.

He once again stepped into the trap of Tyrion, and it was the same trap. In Quel'Thalas, he was suppressed by the defensive enchantment and could not release magic. He could only be killed mercilessly, and now, he is the same Unable to summon the demon to help, he dare not! For a warlock, this cuts almost half of the combat power.

Terry Ang wins!

But what about that? When he seriously injured Liresa Windrunner, it was not a completely fair fight! Besides, this is a life-and-death battle, how can there be so much fairness.

But... this is not the time to admit defeat.

"Gugal!"

Gul'dan's blood-stained face shouted in awkwardness, and behind him, the long prayer of Gujar, who was half kneeling on the ground, finally came to the end.

"Everything will be corrupted! (Dream, demons and undead! I pray you will come here!)"

In the horrendous call of the ogres, a strong and obscure force tore the space, and it was heavily suppressed on the shoulders of all the people present. Those wraiths calling in the air were scattered in a panic at the moment of this will. Fleeing, and the bones of the death knights were squeezed, Tyrion gritted his teeth, raised his head, and saw a twisted illusion suspended in the darkness.

That gadget is the ultimate creation that gathers all nightmares in one body. Just a glance can make your scalp numb and your mind mad. At the moment of its appearance, the disturbing whisper sounds in the souls of death knights. People can't help but want to cover their ears.

But the death knight knew what it was... As early as the first time he saw Gujar, he started guarding against these guys hiding in the shadows.

His difficult backhand took the box from the storage ring, raised it in his hand, and shouted loudly:

"The ancient **** Enzos! I know this is you!"

"How dare you say this holy name! (How dare you call the master so impolitely!)"

The ogre roared forward, but halfway through, he felt the powerful energy from the box in Tyrion's hand, which made him subconsciously stop at the same place.

"Norosa, the sleeping city, a city surrounded by the sea of ​​flesh and nightmares, that is your old nest, that is your prison! You know what I have in my hands! You also know that I can use it to make What kind of thing!"

"Don't interfere with me! Otherwise, between the dead fish and the net, pulling you to **** together!"

The death knight threw away the box in his hand, and the dark green spar gleamed in his hands, like a pair of open eyes, which could burst out all the rays of destruction at any time, in a storm of energy gathering In the middle, Terion raised his head and stared at the nightmare in the sky without fear, he shouted:

"You can also bet, I don’t know which direction Niorosa is in, or I won’t use this thing...but do you dare to bet? Enzos, a Gul'dan, is heavy with you Which is more important, the mission of shaping the world?"

"Audur, Oldman, Oldham, Yogg Salon, Cthune, Yashaji! And you! Enzos, the **** of the thousand beards, I know more than you think! I understand you better than you think! I am not an ignorant who will be deceived by you! Don’t try to pretend to be fooled by me! Get out! Get out of my mind! Get in your cage!"

"Otherwise! Just die together!"

The scorching light from the eyes of Sargeras began to sway the entire Tomb of Sargeras, and Tyrion seemed to hold a dark green sun.

In this dazzling, increasingly unstable light, every tentacle of the nightmare illusion suspended in the dark stopped shaking, it seemed to be thinking, it seemed to weigh, and finally, that disturbing whisper and heavy The pressure disappeared in an instant.

"what..."

Tyrion felt the retreat of the ancient god. He turned his head to look at the horrified Gujar. The ogre was stimulated by this scene. At the moment Tyrion turned his head, he made a frightened scream. Turned around and fled into the dark tunnel.

The gods of his faith all receded in front of Tyrion, what could he be?

Tyrion’s left hand still clasped the eyes of Sargeras. He knew how cunning the ancient **** was. He would not pin his survival on the kindness of these dark abyss walkers. He reached over and took Lumi. Nas handed the battle sword, he looked at the desperate Gul'dan in front of him, and he raised his chin.

"Do you have any last words to say? Gul'dan."

The orc warlock nailed to the stone pillar by the war halber moved his throat, and his whole body was wrapped in death energy, making him completely unable to fight back. A faint smile flashed on his face, just about to speak.

"Uh"

The sharp and cold blade of light flashed away, and all the expressions of the orc froze on his face. The head hit the foot of Tyrion in the blood splash, and the blood splashed on the death knight's face. The latter reached out and wiped it. rub.

"I'm sorry, but I suddenly don't want to hear..."

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