Azeroth Trail of Light

When the battle between Dick and Ragnaros was going on, outside the gate of Molten Core, Thaurissan was standing anxiously on the broken steel bridge, looking at the completely covered magma. Cave.

He was very anxious, but he had no choice but to wait.

The curse of the Flame Lord penetrated into the blood and soul of the Dark Iron dwarves, which made them unable to even think of resistance when facing the Flame Lord, so Thaurissan was clearing most of the Fire Demon soldiers. After that, all the surviving soldiers were strictly ordered to withdraw from the Molten Heart, and only he and other high-ranking dwarves remained at the entrance of this cave.

Their strength is weak enough to resist the call to join the battlefield from the depths of their souls!

Thaurissan knew that once they entered the battlefield, they were bound to become enemies of Dick and his party. Even the Dark Iron Emperor, holding the blood-stained warhammer opponent in his own hand, let the puppet commander Agmanche blow up the pass. On the bridge to the inner ring, he stayed on the only way.

Only in this dark furnace city behind him, if anyone unsteadyly wants to rush into the cave, his warhammer will fall on that guy's body.

This is already a battle to determine the life and death of the Dark Iron Dwarf, and there is no room for sloppyness!

This is not a useless move. Thaurissan has personally killed more than two dozen calls from his heart that he couldn’t help but want to rush into the cave. Under the sword of General Angarfo, there are also ten. A few wronged souls.

"Your Majesty! Can we just wait here anxiously?"

General Angerford’s black face was full of tension and a slight twist. It was also very difficult for him to resist the call to resist. He couldn’t help but suggest.

"Why don't Agmanche send a team of puppets in to find out the news?"

"No! That would interfere with the fighting of those warriors!"

Thaurissan rejected Angerford's request, and then he sighed.

"Pray, my general, we can't do anything but pray now!"

Ungerford froze. He looked at the king who was already kneeling on the ground and couldn't help scratching his head.

"Um... Your Majesty, who should we pray to? Lord of the Flame Demon... I've endured that miscellaneous thing for 300 years. I'm almost fed up with that disgusting name!"

Thaurissan was shocked by this question. To be honest, he also subconsciously recited the name of Ragnaros just now. After being reminded by Angfo, he reacted suddenly, and the Dark Iron Emperor wrinkled. The brows writhed back and forth in the sea of ​​his own memory, and finally remembered the name that was almost forgotten by him.

"Pray to the Pantheon!"

Thaurissan pressed his hand to his heart, "It's time for us to retrieve our previous beliefs! The Pantheon, the blood of Titan is flowing in our bodies, we should pray to our ancestors instead of a lunatic element!"

Angfo froze for a while, then turned around and cut a black iron soldier who ran out of the hall madly shouting the name of Ragnaros to the ground, and then followed his king to kneel on the ground, the name of the **** of Titan, Three hundred years later, he finally returned to this gloomy city again.

This seems to be a good sign.

On the other side, Dick didn't hear Thaurisson's prayers of course, in fact, he didn't have the leisurely time to take care of those things.

The avatar of Ragnaros is the same as they guessed, the position of an epic hero, but in this cave connected to the magma layer of the earth's core, the power of the elemental prince is undoubtedly brought to the limit!

This battle is definitely the most frustrated battle that Dick has fought. Ragnaros controls the power of the fire elemental realm. Although it has been weakened in this world, the flames around it are undoubtedly not ordinary fires. In fact, there are also Only the archdruids who have also mastered the essence of power can fight directly against the elemental prince.

But the guys like Dick are very embarrassed. The crushing of this kind of power understanding level makes it impossible for others to break through the seemingly thin golden flame shield.

Except that the Paladin can take the time to throw a hammer of sanction and flail of holy light at Ragnaros by using the power of order that is not too familiar, the others can only stand on the periphery, and those who have been caught by the flame demon. The fire element that the king awakens from the magma fights the lava giant.

But this is the case. When the Balrog found that he would not be able to solve the battle for a while, this cunning guy played the wolf pack tactics. Large groups of magma and flowing fire were given the wisdom by him, roaring from the magma. The lake rushed out, trying to submerge Dick and his party, it was like a battlefield where the two armies were fighting.

"The flame will overwhelm you!"

The Balrog’s warhammer hit Hamuul’s transformed iron brown bear again and again. The archdruid’s guardian form also has horns, his eyes are sharp and wild, and his body is covered with hard armor of thorns. There are also naturally formed magic patterns on both sides of the bear claws, and people stand up from time to time in the shape of a tank, and two bear claws continue to pounce towards the body of the flame king.

Every time it hits, some magma will fall off the body of the Lord of Fire. The Archdruid's state is not bad. Within a few minutes, a green healing light will appear on his body, restoring those hot wounds. As a druid who specializes in guardianship, he can persist for a long time, but it is very difficult to win by himself.

The Archdruid is not alone. As the most powerful of the Druids of the Raptor, Omulon the Sky Screamer has got rid of the restriction that the Druids of the Raptor are not good at close combat, and he has become completely After the Storm Eagle, the speed is as fast as lightning. In many cases, the speed is equal to the lethality.

Like a black arrow of light, every time it passes over the body of the Balrog King, it leaves a clear scratch on the hot lava, and the power of the storm raised by his wings has been stopping it. The tide of magma rising around the battlefield is approaching.

And Naralex also showed the skills of pressing the bottom of the box. This is the first time Dick has seen Naralex's transformation form. This gentle old man is unexpectedly a bird's morality!

It is also a druid who specializes in balance magic.

His transformed owl beast is at least 3 meters high. It is an uncompromising behemoth with black and white feathers all over its body. On the neck, this druid also wears a moon emblem, and his body is also covered with wood. This means that Naralex is also a powerful druid who has awakened the power of nature. His bird’s wings are folded in front of his chest, and every time he wants to push it out, he can lift from the closed cave above his head. , Summon a thunderous fire of stars, or a scorching moon fire.

The owl beast is said to be the darling of the moon **** Elune. Although Dick does not understand why the mother of all’s aesthetics is distorted to this extent, this cannot affect the owl beast’s natural talent for balancing spells. It is said that in Hyjal In some dense forests of the mountains and the Hinterlands, those wild owl beasts will naturally awaken the power of balance when they grow up to a certain age.

The most powerful of them is not even weaker than the current Naralex, but it is just a legend, after all, no one has seen such a powerful natural survival owl beast.

Most of the spells smashed on the body of the Balrog. This is also the most serious damage suffered by the Balrog, whose body has been reduced by one-third, and some of it fell on the surroundings. Between the flame elements that came over.

When the light of the stars fell, it was really like a meteor hitting the sky. Each blow could destroy at least three lava giants. In fact, if it weren’t for Naralex’s addition, Dick and others would have been Surrounded by the flame element.

The amount is too amazing. At first glance, the lava lake is full of dense fire elements and molten giants. In this place, this is simply a battlefield tailored for Ragnaros.

At the junction of the fiery red magma and the gray-blue storm, the scorching breath made the storm set off by Omulon evolve into a terrible hot wind. Every time it blows on the battlefield, it can even scorch Dick’s hair, but Omulon can’t. Stop the storm, and once it stops, the magma tide that is not blocked will sweep across the battlefield, which is simply a disaster.

The most terrible thing was that Dick noticed that the Hydrasia Water Elemental Talisman hanging on their bodies showed signs of melting.

Once the amulet melts, at this temperature, except Jaina who specializes in frost magic can survive, everyone else will soon die due to lack of water.

After Dick and others struggled to repel the first wave of molten giants and fire elements, Naralex noticed the dilemma of Dick and others, and his calm voice sounded in this increasingly hot battlefield. .

"Give me 3 minutes! I can't be disturbed during this time!"

After speaking, the Archdruid closed the eyes that had turned into bird pupils, his wings spread out, and two high-speed rotating starlight spheres appeared in the claws under the wings, like crystal clear starlight crystals. As the starlight sphere grew larger and larger, the starburst and silver-white star yarn visible to the naked eye gathered around Naralex, making this unlovable owl beast dreamy.

Seeing this battle, Dick knew what Naralex was going to do!

He is condensing the power of the stars, intending to create a wave of starsurge, that thing is also called starsurge technique, in the game it is the ultimate move used by the birds to kill opponents!

Seeing this scene, Dick immediately understood the Archdruid's plan, he made a gesture to the others, and the guys who had fought with Dick understood the meaning of this gesture.

It's time to work hard!

"Stay with you guy, I will die on the battlefield sooner or later!"

Das was very dissatisfied that he held the obsidian blade behind him in his left hand, and his human form became the body of a dragon. In the other hand, he held the black-handed chief's war knife. The two blades were crossed, and the power of the dragon was general. The fire element in front of him crossed into four pieces.

Demetril jumped into the air, the form of a dragon appeared, the roar of the green dragon accompanied by the rain-like green dragon's breath smashed the lava giant in front of him into the magma, and the wolf howl of Velinde, Wilfred summoned the guard of the doomsday again, the water element of the eldest lady, the form of Liadrin's holy avenger.

Dick haha ​​smiled and retracted the Shield of Light, holding the fire of justice in Anvena’s grunt, flapping the wings of light behind him, and quickly rushed to Naralex’s side and cut it out. A cross sacred light, under the sharp blade of the crusaders, two molten giants trying to get close to the archdruid were cut off their arms.

"Isn't this the epic battle you are after? Friends, isn't this the battle we want?"

"Fight for this world! Fight for everyone!"

"From Mount Hyjal to the Burning Plains, everyone will tell our legendary story. Today, here! We are the protagonists of that story!"

"Fight! Companions!"

"For the beginning of this legendary man! For the continuation of this legendary story!"

"We will not live up to all of this, and we will not live up to the name of a hero!"