Azeroth Trail of Light

"clang!"

The blood-stained weapon fell to the ground, and then a lifeless corpse fell on a black stone slab full of blood. Demitier clutched his abdomen and drew the stabbing sword from the head of the black dragon. When she came out, Liadrin quickly stepped forward, bowed her head and avoided the oncoming giant axe slash, and the sharp long sword in her hand grazed the orc's abdomen.

The long sword that can be worn by a heroic dragon like Eranikus is no longer comparable to a secular weapon. This blow almost slashed the orc's abdomen away, and when the high elf stood up, it was behind her. , The last swaying Blackrock orc holding a dagger wanted to pierce the paladin’s back, but was blown away by the howling Frost Arrows, and the impact when he landed made his frozen body fall to pieces. Several dollars.

Liadrin's right hand hung weakly beside her. It was the result of a raid by an orc just now. Her face was also covered with blood stains piece by piece, and her beautiful face had been dyed into a tabby cat.

This is the fifth round of the battle. The strong lineup of 6 dragons and 30 orcs has completely squeezed the potential of 6 people. Except for Jaina and Kanrezad, almost everyone was injured. The warlock just took the risk. Summoned 3 demon guards, and they were almost backlashed because of the dryness.

The surrounding ground was covered with frozen corpses and traces of fire magic, which looked extremely tragic. Half-hero warlocks and genius mages were not invincible in this kind of scene, not to mention before entering the arena, Everyone has gone through a hard day and night.

This is not a close battle! Not from the beginning!

"Wow, the blow of this lady just now really made my eyes shine!"

Nefarian stood up and began to applaud, "And that swearing dragon man, tsk tsk, there is no such thing as you can beat under my command, I really envy that slutty woman of Ysera, and you, warlock, Are you really not considering switching to my subordinates? I have a lot of magical texts here that you don’t have!"

The "appreciation" of the Blackstone King did not receive a response. Even the most irritable Darth, because of exhaustion, did not have the nature of interacting with Nefarian. He sat in the corner of the wall and bent the steel. The spear was thrown aside. He had been forced to change into the form of a dragon just now, but this was the case. After killing two dragons by one person, he was still at his limit.

"Warriors! Your will really opened my eyes. I have to take back my previous evaluation of you. You are not a worthless bug!"

The Black Dragon Prince touched his chin and stretched out his left hand, "But I'm curious, how long can you hold on?"

Along with Nefarian's sudden left hand, the iron gate was opened again. This time there were only 20 orcs, but the number of dragons reached a terrifying eight, and there were many colorful whelps with teeth and claws. These were all black dragons. The weird dragon created by the prince’s magic does not belong to any dragon army, but its power must not be underestimated!

Demitier stepped back and shouted to the other companions.

"Back! I'm going to be deformed!"

The next moment, in the roar of the dragon, the body of the adult dragon appeared in the arena. Under the dragon form, Demetril gave up his agility and started the crazy dragon breath spray and fierce melee combat. It was the right choice. Facing a green dragon that had completely let go of Transfiguration, the advantage of the dragons disappeared.

Although this green dragon is better at agile combat methods, it does not mean that it does not know how to fight secretly from the dragons. Under the cover of Demitil's huge figure, Dass also rushed up again, Fang Fang , The claws and the dragon's tail sweep, the black dragon dragons were threatened by the highly corrosive dragon's breath swaying all over the sky, they had to disperse, and then they were scattered and broken by others.

As for the orcs, after the dragonmen came out, they were no longer a threat!

Soon, the dragon people were swept away, but this also led to Nefarian's direct intervention.

"Guy who doesn't follow the rules! Punish you out!"

The black dragon prince’s finger down a little, and a dense web of dark red light enveloped Demitel’s body, and then quickly tightened, only for an instant contact, the green dragon’s body, there was a terrible imprint. The scarlet flame burns the mark!

In the wailing of Demetrius, he was quickly forced to regain his human form again, and in the laughter of the black dragon prince, the green dragon was thrown into the air like a warhammer, and finally hit On the hard obsidian wall.

This scene caused the screams of the Blackrock orcs. They like to watch such **** scenes. They yelled and threw their food and wine into the arena, making the situation of the people who struggled harder.

"Next round, start!"

Nefarian's icy voice fell, and 8 dragons, 20 orcs, and a large group of young dragons flapped their wings and flew out.

Darth roared and rushed at the dragon men, but he alone was not enough to stop the orcs and the dragon men from charging. He entangled the two dragon men, and the other dragon men and the young dragons rushed into the crowd for the first time. In the line of defense.

Jaina summoned the ice stream to freeze the two orcs, but the water element, which had been stained with blood, was violently chopped and chopped back to the element world by two dragons. A black dragon rushed towards the mage with its head down. Coming over, Lady Paladin was full of holy light, blocked Jaina with a sacred barrier, and held the turquoise long sword with one hand, like a strong shield standing at the forefront of the battlefield.

Velind also joined the battle, but in human form, her combat effectiveness was negligible. After hacking two orcs to death in an unruly manner, Velind ran to Demetril and looked at Green. With terrible burns all over the dragon and the bloodstains dripping from his eyes and nostrils, Villinde's body began to tremble abnormally again.

Looking closely at her eyes, the green pupils have been enlarged. In this arena filled with blood and smell, Velind's control of the special power in the body has dropped to the lowest point.

When Velind was trying hard to control his body, another black shadow flew over and hit the staggeringly standing up Velind. The two ladies suddenly rolled into a ball. It was Leah. Delin, the holy barrier of Lady Paladin rescued her, but the pain of the impact also made the long sword in her hand come out for the first time.

The night elf lying on the ground raised his head and saw a ferocious black dragon dragonman, holding a long-handled sword high, and stabbing it towards Liadrin who could not dodge.

"No!"

"Do not!"

The roars of Darth and Jaina sounded at the same time, and even the high elves themselves, under the dazzling blade, showed a look of regret. From beginning to end, she had no fear, just looked at Dick in mid-air and closed. eye.

"puff!"

The warm blood splashed on Liadrin's face, she opened her eyes suspiciously, there was no pain, no death, and then she saw the thin elf who grabbed the falling blade with two hands abruptly.

That was the elf who refused to fight forever, that was the elf who was always scared, and that was the elf who Dass called the coward.

Her body was still trembling with resistance and fear, but she held the blade's hand, but it was as firm as steel.

Velinde didn't seem to feel the pain in her palms. She looked back at the battlefield. Darth had two weapons inserted into her body. This wild dragon who seemed to never get tired had also reached a desperate situation. Jaina called With the power of the ice, he barely froze the black dragon in front of her, but the next moment, Miss Mage’s body was knocked down by another dragon who rushed over from her side, and Kanrethad had already waved the Reaper against the wind and started close combat. Obviously, the magic power of the sorcerer has also been exhausted.

She is the only one who can move and fight on the battlefield.

She had always been protected by everyone, naively thinking that maybe they could win the battle without herself, but when this moment really came, Verinde's fantasy was ruthlessly torn apart.

Are you continuing to fight, wanting to get back who you used to be?

Or give up fighting and let yourself become a bloodthirsty monster?

Verinde faced such a choice more than once, but now it was time for her to make a decision.

"I hate fighting, I am afraid that I will become a monster! I am afraid of blood, I don't want to see life passing by before my eyes, but you used to protect me, now..."

Velind gasped, and the ferocious dragon man’s claws grabbed her body. For the first time, she began to call for the frenzied power that had been suppressed in her body for the first time. That power quickly returned to her, in black. In the dissipated gas of energy, the delicate night elves let out a roar that really resembled a beast. It was a wolf howl, which resounded through the wild wolf howl above the entire Blackrock Tower!

At this moment, the wolves tamed by the Blackrock Orcs began to frantic, and they all went up to the sky and screamed in response to this different wolf howl.

Even in the stands, the black giant wolves lying next to the black iron veterans stood up one after another at this moment, ignoring the master's call, and rammed into the arena.

The height of 4 meters is not an insurmountable distance for these giant wolves for orcs to ride. After the black smoke dissipated, the whole body was covered with gray mane, and there were three black spots on the head, like a knife. The scar-like werewolf stood in Villinde's original position.

The dragon who tried to attack her had been perfectly cut into four pieces by the Moon God's sickle and landed in different places in the arena.

Unlike other werewolves, she has a tail, her ears are on top of her head, her sharp teeth are even more hideous, her left claws are like five sharp daggers, and her right hand holds a scalp. There was a little blood flowing on the numb sickle and the snow-white blade.

More than twenty black giant wolves surround Verinde, like the most loyal guards, from the demigod of the wilderness, the gift of the wolf spirit Goldrinn, makes Verinde the new wolf, the female werewolf Looking back at Liadrin, she was able to scare the crying child, with a grin on her face covered with gray manes.

"Now it's me to protect you!"

In the form of a high-level werewolf, her aquamarine eyes were so clear for the first time.

"The herd! Shred them!"

Villinde bent her legs and turned into a gray storm, rushing into the group of dragons and orcs besieging Jaina and Kanrethad. Her hoarse roar made all the orcs who were onlookers unable to help but touch. Touching her neck, it was the roar of wolves. Behind her, the wildness in the deepest blood of the docile giant wolves was activated. They let out a neigh, bravely, after the new leader, pounced on those who could not be defeated. opponent.

When the wolf king appears, even the weakest beast will become a hunter!

Nefarian looked with interest at the female werewolf who was slaughtering the orcs frantically. The sickle gave him a faint threat. Even the hard skin of the dragon could not stop the scythe. Such a scene. The Black Dragon Prince couldn't help but let out a sigh of emotion.

"Ah, Knight Dick, you really can bring me a different surprise! Look, this wild werewolf, I have never seen such a werewolf, she would be an excellent research material! Let us ..."

"Wow!!"

Before the voice of the Black Stone King fell to the ground, a loud howl of wolves appeared in the stands opposite them. Those giant wolves, those black wolves, led by two giant dire wolves, one black and one white. Red eyes rushed to all the orcs in the stands. From the blood and minced meat at the corners of their mouths, it can be seen that these dire wolves have killed all the way here!

Those were Harleken and Kizrul, the leaders of all the wolves in the Blackrock Spire, and the real horror hunters from the wilderness of Draenor. Even the Blackrock Orcs could not control these two beasts, but now they actively embraced the wild Verin. De summoned them.

The Blackrock Orcs were messed up by this assault. This unexpected situation made Nefarian very upset, especially after he discovered that his dragon might have been exempted by the group of beasts. He felt that his majesty had been provoked. Turning to look at the silent Blackrock Chief Reid,

"Chief! It's a pity that my interest has been disturbed, now you go to solve this group of mess! Don't let me down!"

Reid didn't speak, turned and walked into the passage. He couldn't resist Nefarian, so he could only pour his anger on the **** intruders.

The black dragon prince shook his head. There were too many accidents at this "dinner party", and he was not going to watch it anymore, but when he turned his head, the sound of the chain crashing also came into his ears, from the sky. The fallen Dick landed on the ground, and the paladin moved his wrist, his breath changed.

"Are you going to come face me? Paladin!"

Nefarian was only slightly surprised by this, but he was just a high-ranking lord who had just been promoted. He didn't pay attention to it. Facing the calmness of the black dragon prince, Dick shook his head.

"No! Nefarian, in return for this "dinner", I have arranged a good opponent for you!"

The Paladin leaned on the railing of the arena with one hand, and with a slight flip, the whole person fell to the ground. He stretched out his hand and threw out a more solid, hotter holy sword, and a dazzling light appeared at this moment, illuminating After exiting this gloomy hall, the energy long sword was like a real entity, stabbing the orc beside him, and the paladin kicked the corpse away, then looked at Nefarian, showing his teeth.

"You will like this opponent! I promise!"

"Kreisad, release it!"