Azeroth Trail of Light

Dick walked out of the emerald green portal blankly. The time he crossed the portal was about 2 seconds later than the others. This short time difference did not make anyone suspicious.

However, in that mysterious space, no one knows what he said to Eranikus who had recovered his sanity.

Dick stood in front of the Stratholme battle group, and his gaze would turn to the southeast sky from time to time. Before the Second Demon War had entered the white-hot period, Dick had more plans for his journey after the end of the war. A lot of ties.

Staghelm, Elune, Eranikus, Nightmare, Twilight's Hammer.

These things repeatedly thought about Dick's mind, and finally turned his thinking into a pot of porridge successfully.

Jarod shouted three times in a row before Dick recovered. He shook his head, squeezed these things out of his brain, and turned his gaze to Jarod, who was officially inaugurated as the commander of the defense of Mount Hyjal. , The latter expressed understanding of Dick’s anomaly, and the previous wars were enough to affect everyone’s minds.

"Dick, the Ashenvale battlefield is divided into two. You and your knight are in charge of the eastern zone, and the orcs are in charge of the western zone. Your Majesty Ysera agreed to send the emerald dragon to join your two camps!"

Jarod stretched out his hand and shook it. Sarah Hill, who was standing by his side, took out a simple map of animal skins from behind his waist. The white-haired elf's hands swayed on the map, and Dick and Thrall also Look very seriously.

"The orcs are extremely capable of close combat, so in addition to counterattack against the devil, you also need to shoulder the support of Felwood. And you, the paladins, are only slightly inferior to the hunter troops, but your defensive power is It is more than one rank higher than the huntresses. Therefore, I will give you the blockade system against the demon base camp Azshara."

Jarod’s organization is quite clear. Under his explanation, both Dick and Thrall understood the responsibilities that both sides had to shoulder in the second half of the war. Frankly speaking, the defensive mission of the second-line theater like Ashenvale is very important for the quantity. The dominant orcs are not too heavy, but for the First Expeditionary Army, which has only more than 10,000 in number, it is somewhat difficult.

Jarod understood this, so he made a lot of dots on the map at the junction of Ashenvale and Azshara.

"I allow you to blow up the passing bridges, the mountain giants that have made good friends with the Kaldorei, and even the commandership of the heavy crossbow moonblade. I can give you only one request: not let the demons and undead behind. Once we enter Ashenvale on a large scale, I plan to set Ashenvale as our safe zone. Dick, your First Expeditionary Corps, will be the gatekeeper of this theater."

After hearing this series of assistance, Dick's heart was also relieved. With the mountain giant that can slightly manipulate the terrain and the heavy crossbow Moonblade with the best lethality, Dick has more confidence in eliminating the devil in the East. What's more, Nozdormu promised to send some recruits of bronze dragons to help.

But when Jarod picked up the map and was about to leave, he was stopped by Dick again. Dick winked at Jarod, the white-haired elf looked around, and then took out Dick’s gift. The pipe, and he walked aside, the two people lowered their voices.

"Do you really plan to use the Kaldorei elves to deal with the demon elite who invaded Felwood? How many people will you have to die?"

Dick took a deep breath of smoke and asked "concerningly".

Jarod grinned, and after spending a long time with this dignified elf commander, Dick discovered that this guy was actually an informal person. Facing Dick’s question, the commander sighed. He pursed his lips, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he revealed a secret.

"Don't worry, Dick, the Queen of Green Dragon has reached an agreement with Malfurion, who has just awakened. She will personally preside over the resurrection ceremony of the demigods in the wilderness. When all the demigods are resurrected, even the big devil will not want to break through. Their offensive! Demigods, they have withstood the demon's offensive in the War of the Ancients, this time they will definitely be able to!"

The Paladin opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he decided not to say it for the time being.

As a player, he has participated in the demigod resurrection ceremony hosted by Ysera more than once in the cataclysm. He knows that the resurrection of the demigod takes time and does not happen overnight. Right now, the great devil will be left to Mount Hyjal. How much time?

But Jarod, who was holding his pipe, didn't see Dick's hesitation. He turned and took Sarah Hill and left. Dick sat on the ground alone, thinking about his original plan.

In the War of the Ancients, the demigods were scattered on several fronts and defeated the demon army that was scattered all over the world at that time. For example, Agamagan drove on the land of Kalimdor to open the way for the army, such as the bear people. The demigods Ursor and the Ursoc brothers are the main force in the frontal attack. Aviana is the main force to clear the sky. There are other unknown demigods in the wilderness, such as the black panther, Amanda, who is responsible for hunting high-level demons. .

But even so, they failed to defeat the devil back then. It was the well of eternity that was detonated that gave the world a ray of life. Whether they can gather together to fight against the big devil is really unknown.

Dick suddenly realized that his previous judgment was still somewhat subjective.

Sometimes, it is not because there are too many people, there is definitely a chance of winning.

However, thinking about this now doesn't have much effect, and the demigods are about to reappear, which is somewhat of a good thing for this world. Before that, let the elves fight and fight to death in the front. With more than 10,000 people guarding the rear and intercepting the demons, it is considered to have contributed to this battle.

In a daze, Dick's ambition to rush to the battlefield with the First Expeditionary Army has changed. He encountered those demons frontally, saw the demon army that covered the sky with his own eyes, and vaguely saw behind the war. After the shadow of, Dick really didn't think that he could throw a few splashes of 10,000 people into that crazy whirlpool.

I heard that in Felwood, where the battle is the most intense, every confrontation and battle on every front is tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people. When the sky is falling, the proud tall man of the night elf will naturally go to the top. You just need to do your own thing.

The real world is beautiful and cruel. On this kind of battlefield that concerns the survival of the world, don’t say any silly things about winning with quality. You can fight 1,000 people again, and face the 100,000 demons that are coming up like the tide. Even if you line up to chop you, you will have cramps in your hand.

In fact, even a demigod like Cenarius, in a war of that scale, had to roll up his sleeves himself in a critical moment.

Didn't you see the future protagonist of the world-Lord Thrall, are you happy to leave?

He has accepted this kind of errands, what else is dissatisfied with Dick, who thinks he is a marginal person?

Saying hello to Thrall, Dick mentioned a little bit about Malonos the Vandals, and then he planned to return to the Ashenvale line of defense. After the Green Dragon Legion cleared out the demon in the shadow of the big tree, they were about to change their defenses. Go to the Eastern District of Ashenvale.

But just as Dick and Thrall shook hands friendly goodbye, the sky across Ashenvale suddenly dimmed, and the orc shaman's complexion changed. Before he could say anything, Dick heard the surrounding trees, Qi Qi screamed.

A big rainy day fell from the sky and hit Dick’s face. It hurt. Under the rain curtain, the forest in all directions seemed to have its own consciousness, crying and wailing, this weird and terrifying scene. , Let Dick's subconscious backhand clenched the warhammer behind him.

A loud bang came from the ground, and Dick staggered, barely ensuring his balance, but the others were not so lucky.

Pain and yelling rang out behind Dick. The Paladin looked back, and a shocking scene appeared: the giant tree carrying the Emerald Dream portal, like an old old man, uttered Overwhelmed with screams, conspicuous cracks appeared on the trees, and then quickly spread upwards. The big tree that was originally like a pillar of sky appeared to be shaky in an instant.

"Earth, follow my orders!"

Thrall reacted faster than Dick. This guy deserves to be the most genius shaman of the orcs in nearly a hundred years. He stretched his hands forward, and amidst the roar of the ground, the big hands made of four rocks protruded upwards. , At the moment when the tree fell, he fixed it in place from all directions, avoiding the catastrophic consequences of the portal being directly crushed.

But it's not over yet, not just this tree. At the moment when the heaven and earth anomaly happened, all the giant trees near the entire shade of the big tree had the same changes. Those dumped trees were smashed out in the dense forest. With the rising smoke, the whole process lasted at least five minutes.

Thrall murmured and looked in the direction of Felwood in the northwest. Dick approached him and heard the shaman's incredible voice.

"Demigod... This is a sign of the death of the wilderness demigod!"

Jarod, who hadn't gone far, reacted more violently. He pushed away the support of the watchers abruptly.

"Cenarius failed. He sits on Mount Hyjal and the power of this forest, but he can't even hinder the Great Devil! The Felwood defense line is over! Damn it, it's over!"

On the other side, the great demon Archimonde was laughing wildly against the flames and lightning behind him. The demigod summoned the thunder in the sky before his death, but the great demon just reached out his hand to remove those purple ones. The lightning broke through the air.

Before the sky curtain where lightning flies like a silver snake, in the bright and dark air, the body of the great demon stands in the center of the battlefield, like a high tower that will never topple!

The blue body, tens of meters tall, is covered with **** scars, which looks terrifying, but for the great demon with amazing vitality, even minor injuries are not counted. It holds a deer with antlers in its left hand. The **** head, this is its spoils.

Behind the great devil, a huge corpse with a deer-headed head that had lost its head was lying in a pool of blood, twitching from time to time. It was the demigod Cenarius, the king of the forest, the most loyal ally of the night elves, and a proud man. Guys.

According to the original plot, Cenarius should be hacked to death by Grom, who had drunk the blood of the devil again, with an axe before the large-scale invasion of the devil. Gave it a decent chance of death.

Archimonde broke the neck of Cenarius' father, the Lost Watcher, and White Hart Malorne in the War of the Ancients ten thousand years ago. Ten thousand years later, this big evil star broke more easily. With Cenarius' head, the battle between two super heavyweights permanently changed the terrain of the smaller half of Felwood.

The great devil turned his gaze to Mount Hyjal in the distance. In the package of the mountains, a towering tree went straight into the sky. It was the world tree Nordrassil. It absorbed the essence of this world for ten thousand years. A trace of greed flashed in Kermond's eyes.

It never thought of surpassing its master. The Dark Titan is an invincible powerhouse, but as long as it gains the power contained in that tree, it can at least allow him to enter the same level as the great master.

Compared with this purpose, destroying the world is really not worth mentioning. As a famous polluter, Archimonde himself has destroyed countless worlds.

"Come on, enter this world, my servants, open the way to the world tree for your master!"

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On the first day of the holiday, my brothers are pinning their sorrows, I'm the code word, and I will go back to my hometown to pin their sorrows. . . During the Qingming Festival, the mood will always be bad. After we are a hundred years later, will someone come to commemorate us? ~~~~~ Ah~~~~