Azeroth Trail of Light

The Zhuhe Temple enshrines the **** Zhuhe, which is a holy spirit similar to a crane. In Pandaria’s legend, this is a noble creature. In the legend, it spreads its wings lingering crimson light, like it is The second round of sunlight in the sky can disperse all the haze on the earth.

Its singing is the best echo of Pandaria, and wherever it goes, all despair is dispelled.

At the fisherman's hut by the seaside of the Krasarang jungle, the old fisherman returned from fishing. He frowned and looked at the direction of Zhuhe Temple. It has been 3 days. I haven't heard the faint song of Zhuhe for 3 days. Yes...what's wrong?

"Splitting the bones!"

"boom!"

The three Zhu Taran hugged Lao Chen's left hand from three directions and shipped them out with skill. Under extremely difficult circumstances, they smashed Lao Chen's left arm forcibly, but was flung out the next moment.

After summoning the White Tiger Spirit and Feng Huo Lei Dian's clone, Zhu Taran’s combat effectiveness has almost doubled, but even with such full combat power, Zhu Taran is equally violent in the face of Sha Demon possessing the body. Old Chen still couldn't get the upper hand. After violent pain came from his left arm, the evil demon lurking in Old Chen's body expanded again. Perhaps the concern for Lili made his will stronger. In short, just At the moment Valella pierced the dagger into Old Chen's abdomen, the text chain that had been bound to Old Chen's body was finally torn apart by the stronger dark energy.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhu Taran hit a real energy ball with one palm, knocking Varela's body into the air, but his clone showed a slight gap, and the twisted corners of the old Chen's mouth flashed a smirk. The hands were vacantly clenched into the appearance of claws, from extremely quiet to extremely moving, the black mist couldn't even keep up with the rhythm of Lao Chen's arm waving at this moment, and was directly shaken away.

"Hundred Claws"

Old Chen’s family heirloom knowledge, in the arena of Feralas, this move directly killed the heroic evil orc sword master, but it also put a heavy load on Old Chen’s body, but now, he has the shaman’s leaning over. , This trick is no longer a forbidden technique, at least not in the current state of Old Chen.

"Whhhhhhhhhhh"

The sound of the violent wind blowing through the tree trunks, in this dim Krasarang jungle, Zhu Talan's clone of Wind, Fire and Thunder waved with one hand by Lao Chen, and he could not stop the blows that let the Buddha tear open the air. It was completely shredded in 5 seconds, which directly caused Zhu Taran's sluggishness.

The clone created by Feng Huo Lei Dian is a secret technique that combines the energy and will in the monk's body to create a set of very mysterious attack techniques. While improving the attack power and attack speed, it also has disadvantages. Even when the clone is destroyed, even the monk itself will suffer pain.

At that time, the pain surging from within, even a monk of Zhu Taran's level, would be stagnated for a second, and then he and the other clone, who were pale, were involved in a frenzied attack. In the storm of claws.

Zhou Zhuo had thrown out the scroll in his hand for the first time, but when the text chain once again bound Old Chen, Zhu Taran’s last clone had been torn apart, and his body was thrown out. Was caught by Valera with difficulty, but the first monk of Pandaria had a steel and iron body. He was attacked by Lao Chen at least hundreds of times. He just vomited blood, and trembling hands pulled out of his waist. The stainless steel double knives staggered and rushed up again.

Zhou Zhuo only had two Lorewalkers' scrolls. If Lao Chen could not be controlled before this scroll failed, it would be a complete disaster after he got out of trouble.

Just when Taran Zhu and Valera attacked desperately, Anduin also encountered new troubles.

He reached the deepest part of Zhuhe Temple and saw the mysterious **** Zhuhe, but this noble creature called "Chi Jing" had obviously encountered trouble, real trouble.

Zhu He is a white crane, with feathers like snow. On the neck, wings and back, there are four mysterious red runes. With the flow of time, that rune keeps flashing and disappearing, and its neck is very It is long and full of graceful arcs, with its wings spread out nearly 30 meters. It is an absolute behemoth, but it is graceful like a fairy in singing.

Its legs are very slender and covered with crimson light, like a rotating flame, while the tail feathers, which are as long as the body, float in the air, like a real burning flame. Beautiful, pure red, and the head, the beautiful red beak and the ruby-like eyes. On top of its head, there are five feathers like tail feathers, which are like flames. The crown of light, you can imagine what a beautiful scene when it flies up.

But now, those eyes are closed, and the beautiful feathers are already drooping. When Anduin opened the wooden door, what he saw was the white feathers scattered all over the sky, Zhu He, the patron saint of hope.. .about to die.

It lay weakly on the ground, with star-like blood flowing all over the place. On its abdomen, there was a terrible wound. The black mist that was exactly the same as that on Old Chen's body was constantly surging in the wound, and the black smoke had already The majority of its body is enveloped, like an ugly chain, wrapped around the body of this beautiful creature, and it is still moving, as if it has its own evil life. It saw Anduin, and opened it with difficulty. Opening his eyes, a weak voice sounded in the little prince’s heart.

"Outsiders...go, hurry...here, it's dangerous..."

The voice awakened the little prince, and there was a hint of strength in it that made people want to obey. The little prince turned around, but his departure stopped. He held the long sword in his hand and walked quickly to the point. Beside Zhu He, he stood by this huge creature, just like a little ant standing beside an elephant. He kept persuading himself, then jumped onto Zhu He and crawled towards the wound. .

"Hold it up... Zhu He, you call it this name, right? Hold it up, I'll cut it off!"

"No...don't try...the earthly weapons can't handle it...go, leave quickly, boy."

Chi Jing warned, but Anduin threw away the shield. He lay on Zhu He's warm feathers, held the vow practitioner in both hands, pointed it at the flowing black chain, and slashed down severely. , The golden holy light was wrapped around the blade of the vow practitioner, causing the long sword with faint light to be cut accurately in the black fog chain.

Anduin was no longer a kid, and he felt the specialness of this sword again and again, and he already understood that the sword that the Vrykul gave him was not a vulgar thing.

But now, Anduin only hopes that this sword can help him, no matter what method he uses.

"boom"

The two intersected, it was obviously a misty chain, but it abruptly brought out the touch of steel strikes. The force of the counter-shock made Anduin's palm numb, but it gave him hope that this sword, really Yes, it can really attack the Sha Demon!

"Unbelievable, I met a child... and he still carried a magic weapon with him."

Zhu He cried out in pain. Obviously this chain vibration would make it feel painful, but his voice still echoed in Anduin's heart, "Well, I uphold hope, but when I am desperate, I still need you to come. Give me hope, little, please cut it off for me!"

"Um! You... hold on! I'll cut it off immediately!"

After speaking, Anduin held the vow practitioner in both hands and chopped it down with all his strength. "Bang", the black chain and the long sword struck out a series of sparks. The moment the chain was broken, the black one The mist wailed and dissipated in the air, but Anduin's mind was also stunned at this moment, and a certain evil will of the Buddha entered his mind.

The little prince shook his head vigorously. Zhu He's voice seemed to be separated by a barrier, but he still heard clearly.

"What's the matter? Little is it?"

"No...nothing!"

Anduin took a deep breath, climbed to the second chain, raised the sword again, and cut it down again.

"boom"

"what..."

The chain burst open, Anduin let out a muffled hum, and his forehead began to ache, but he had no time to waste. Lili, Sven, and Old Chen were all waiting for him, so it was the third one.

"boom"

"boom"

"boom"

When the last chain was chopped, the picture in front of Anduin was completely broken. He sat on the ground, his brain was full of various chaotic voices shouting, noisy, even Zhu Crane's voice was untrue.

"Child... you... shatter... don't... hold on... the last blow... go! Get out!"

Anduin constantly shook his head, trying to make himself more awake, but now he has almost no way to think. There are too many things in his brain, and his will is like a candle in the wind. It was extinguished, and there was still a will holding on, and that voice was the loudest of all the voices in his mind.

It roared, it screamed, like the voice of the captain on the ship that slashed the wind and the waves in the storm,

"Your friends... they need you!"

"They need me!"

Anduin yelled aloud, swaying his body with a long sword, staggering towards the last wound in Zhu He's abdomen, and the spirit of hope looked at the little girl who was getting closer and closer to his wound. The prince, Zhu He Chijing's eyes were full of worries, he couldn't see it, this little bit was about to be completely infected by the evil demon, but it couldn't even wake him up.

The Sha demon is imprisoning its body, its power, and it can’t even resist a single bit of resistance. This is a conspiracy. The Sha demon’s riot is definitely a conspiracy. Someone deliberately destroyed the seal of Zhuhe Temple. This must be a very powerful conspirator, because even if ordinary people know where the seal is, they can't destroy the seal circle made by Shaohao himself.

Zhu He didn’t know who did it. When he was meditating, after being assaulted by the Shaman, he didn’t have time to investigate the matter. But now, seeing Anduin’s dull eyes, Zhu He is really It is impossible to watch this little bit lose his life for it.

Hope... Zhu He has seen too many deaths, and he knows how heavy the weight of hope is.

Anduin lifted the vow practitioner in his hand with the last trace of strength, probably feeling the user’s bad situation, the light on the sword has never been as bright as it is now, just like a real round The sun, held by Anduin with one hand, pierced into the dark sha energy that was constantly surging in the wound of Chi Jing.

"Wow!"

The last group of squirming Sha energy screamed like a beast. It threw out from Zhu He’s wound, like a black curtain. In the middle, Anduin, who was unable to resist, recovered in Zhu He. At the moment when he lost his mobility, Anduin was hit by the black curtain head-on, as if he was wrapped in a cocoon by black spider silk.

Anduin felt like he had fallen into the darkness, like the feeling of falling from a cliff, falling continuously in the dark abyss. Below him, it was a surging black mist. He opened his eyes wide. I saw the people bound in the black mist.

Varian, Dick, Jaina, Liadrin, Lili, Swain, Duke of Bourval, and even...the one he has forgotten in the memory, the one who has been holding him tenderly since childhood , The man who hummed him to sleep.

Tiffin, his mother.

"Do not!"

Anduin felt like he was standing on the edge of the cliff again. The people he cared about the most were tied in the air by black chains. A demon with seven eyes, like the head of a black goat, laughed wildly and used those people. Grab the paw and put it in his mouth to chew.

Their screams, wailing, and the terrible voices made Anduin couldn't help covering his ears, but it was useless, those voices could still penetrate into his heart.

"Anduin, my son, save me! Anduin! Save me!"

His mother, the woman he cared about the most, broke free of the chains and rushed towards him, and Anduin quickly stepped forward, but the moment before Queen Tiffin, who couldn't see her face, hugged Anduin, Once again caught in the air by the claws, below her was the big mouth of the blood basin full of sharp teeth.

"No! Please! No!"

Anduin yelled with difficulty, the dark behemoth looked at the little prince with interest, its paws and tentacles dancing and shouting in the dim sky,

"Then surrender to me!"

"Okay... I... I am..."

The little prince was about to kneel on the ground immediately, but the next moment, a faint singing sound came, and the hope in it made him unable to help turning his head, and then he saw a round of red light rising from the distant horizon. In that song, the black behemoth roared, but had to retreat into the abyss of shadows again, and everything disappeared.

The little prince raised his head and saw Zhu He soaring in the dark sky and bringing infinite light behind him. It was so beautiful and noble, like the first light of hope to come.

That's not an illusion. Just when the exhausted Zhu Taran was about to be hit by Lao Chen in the heart, the light rose from the abandoned Zhuhe Temple. At this moment, the dim sky was torn apart, and the scorching sun seemed to be The flame burned all the darkness on this suffering earth.

Lao Chen was bathed in the sunlight and roared fiercely. He waved his paws frantically, but was bound by the light and became weaker and weaker. Eventually, the dark mist sprayed from his nose, ears, and mouth. I want to escape, but in this bright song of hope, it has nowhere to escape.