Azeroth Trail of Light

The entire Icecrown Glacier, driven by the will of the first generation of Lich King, was surrounded by the whole-cast Saronite Iron Wall by those sleepless undead. It sounds a little weird, it's almost the same as The Kingdom of Stormwind decided to build a wall to enclose the entire Elwynn Forest. No ads on mobile phones. It saves the most traffic.

Any architect will condemn this as a fantasy. In the entire civilized world, no race can accomplish this feat. Apart from the undead, there are only the undead.

Time is meaningless to them, and they will not feel the idea that this project is impossible to complete. The most important thing is that they had to do that under the order of the Lich King, so it only took less. In 10 years, such an entire Icecrown Glacier, the largest glacier in the world, has erected an immortal city for the undead.

Of course, when you see this, some brothers will say, um, doesn't the Pandaren's Panlong spine also penetrate the entire continent? But that's different, my brother, the undead and the Titan creation, that's different.

In short, anyone who sees the Icecrown Glacier today will be surprised, shocked, and then afraid.

Within this dark city wall is the kingdom of the undead. Its heart is at the southernmost Icecrown Fortress. The city walls spread from both sides of it. There are four other ice caps on the entire icecap glacier. The acropolis of the fortress, the shadow dome, the gate of fear, Kressa, the gate of death, Modresa, and the gate of desolation, Ordusa, are said to be the four acropolises built on the magic node of the entire Icecrown Glacier, They guard the Icecrown Citadel and the Dark Cathedral. Only when the nodes of these four acropolises are all closed, the gate of the Icecrown Citadel will open.

Far from being a door that can be opened by mere physics or magic, it is something more mysterious.

However, since it is a complete dark country, it must have a gate to enter and exit. The Lich King built the gate at the junction of Icecrown Glacier and Dragonbone Wilderness. Therefore, it does not enjoy the magic blessing of the entire Icecrown Glacier. See the entrance.

Angatha, the meaning of "Scourge" in the orc language, this is the name Ner'zhul gave, and the coalition soldiers prefer to directly call it Angasa, the gate of the Scourge.

The high-level coalition forces and Alsace knew that the battle that was about to unfold in the wilderness in front of this gate would directly determine the fate of the Northern Expedition, and perhaps the fate of the entire world.

The tightly closed black steel gate that intertwined like giant beast teeth was like the most indifferent boundary between life and death, but it was more like a line that couldn't be crossed, let alone be crossed.

The boundary between life and death has never been so clear.

Looking out from the top of the Temple of Wyrmrest, from the tomb of Galakrond in the distance as the center, along the crystal rift and the red dragon sanctuary as a line, the east is full of dark dead souls, and Arthas also felt the change in the situation. He is gathering the entire Northrend undead on this thick wasteland, and to the west of this line, there are densely arranged coalition fortresses and barracks.

Below is the alliance, and above is the tribe. When the final battle of these two civilized worlds is about to come, they finally chose to unite. By now, no one will hold "the sky is falling and there is a tall man". Such a stupid idea.

Especially after seeing the power of undead natural disasters with their own eyes, everyone will understand that at this time, it is very stupid to want to preserve strength for profit. Once the power of natural disasters breaks through the shackles and spreads to the entire world, The chaos that lasted for nearly five years in Northern Xinjiang will repeat itself throughout the world. It is a disaster that no one can avoid!

The world is so ironic. The best way for the two forces to live in peace is to find a common strong opponent for them. Ner'zhul and Arthas hope to use death and fear to make the whole world fall apart, but it is precisely because of their Appear, but let this quarreling world miraculously restore some peace.

But these have nothing to do with Baron, who is currently undergoing final trials in the wilderness, or that the blind priest has not so much time to think about these things.

Wearing a cloak made of heavy white bear skin, he lay motionless in the cold snow. From a distance, he almost merged with this white wilderness. Next to him, there were excited Maximilians and Marcus, although Barron was very unwilling, but no way, he eventually formed a team with these two guys.

Not only because they saved his life from the spider's claws, but more importantly, although Maximilian and Marcus look like two neuroses, their strength is real, and they are both holy lights. The servants will be more handy if they cooperate with each other.

In the past half month, the footsteps of the three-person squad have been almost all over Northrend. Barron thought that the trial of the Nerubian would be the last one he faced, but the three of them carried a big bag of Nebane. When the wreck went to hand in the task, he learned from the female knight named Tuhart that this was only their entry task.

And even for the entry mission, Baron’s team’s performance was the worst. They even ranked 25th. The best performance was the Orcs team. The three mysterious guys spent 2 days. , Hunted 4 crypt lords, followed by the night elves, then the blood elves, and then the draenei.

This result was a big blow to the three young people. For the first time, they realized the concept that there is heaven outside the sky and there are people outside the world, but this also aroused the triumph of these three guys. Even the romantic knight Marcus also put it away. With the letters with various fragrances, I began to honestly do continuous trial tasks.

They competed with the mammoths on the grass of the Borean Tundra, hunted the dangerous Scourge Giant Stitched Monster in Zudak, accepted the test of the furbolgs in the Grizzly Hills, and invaded the Vrykul village in Howling Bay, and even At the farthest time, they went to the Cliffs of the Storm through the portal. On the top of the inaccessible world, they captured the savage ancestor dragon. Finally, they returned to the Dragonbone Wilderness and got this task from the mysterious and great Red Dragon Queen. .

The coming war also made Arthas feel the pressure. He was looking for all the weapons he could find to destroy the legions of the civilized world. He even set his sights on the legacy of the dragon, Galakrond, this ancient legend. The remains of the ancestor Dragon King who covered the sky and covered the sun. The tomb that occupies almost one-tenth the size of the Dragon Bone Wilderness was dug up by the undead under his command. A guy who claimed to be the psychic master Antiwalker, the commander of the graveyard Excavation work.

Arthas whimsically seemed to want to resurrect the ancient beast Galakrond. The Red Dragon Queen just took this as a joke. Even if Arthas came in person, it was impossible to resurrect the strong enough to compete with the bravest Titan Guardian. The beast, but this behavior angered the dragon without a doubt, so the life-binder decided to punish them.

Now, this is the task of the three of Baron.

They lie quietly in the snow. On the hill 100 meters ahead, the psychic master Antiwalk in a green robe is staying in his small tent meditating, and outside the tent, sitting cross-legged. There was a huge undead monster exuding a disgusting smell. Obviously, it was a servant of the psychic master.

"Hey, I said, we are now shooting at number 9. This is our last mission. It is not realistic to get to number one."

Marcus smacked his mouth, and the experience of walking on the edge of death for half a month completely faded the glitz of this romantic guy's appearance, but the knife marks on his face did not destroy his charm, but made him even more. With a hint of masculinity, he whispered to his companions, "But we were lucky and tuned to this task, which is said to be the top three in difficulty. After this calculation, we can probably rush to the 4-5th position. You said we will be Is it selected?"

"Most definitely!"

Maximilian rubbed the windmill spear next to him. Half a month’s adventure made him calmer, but when he spoke, he still exposed his nature.

"As long as we kill the smelly dragon, we can win the favor of the beautiful and noble Red Dragon Queen, and we will enter the final list!"

Baron clutched his forehead, rubbed it, and said, "Well, that is an undead storm giant, but forget it, you are willing to call it a dragon, that is your business, listen to me, I dare Sure, as long as we enter the battle, the **** psychic master will summon nearby undead to help, so we have very little time and we have to solve him in 5 minutes! Then send a signal to the dragons to destroy this camp... Damn it , Maximilian, come back to me!"

Before Baron's words were finished, the North County Knight stood up with his windmill lance and waved his hand as a dazzling and scorching hammer of holy light hit the rotting storm giant in front of him. He rushed back and shouted, " Time is running out, my brother! I will entangle this dragon, and you will attack the wizard!"

After speaking, this guy activated the magical trinket on his body, and his whole person turned into a wind-like shadow, wrapped in the holy light and rushed towards the undead of the storm giant who had just stood up from the ground.

Marcus also jumped out from the hiding place, drew out his black epee, allowed the scorching light to flow around his body, and then said to Baron,

"I think he's right. If you want to be favored by a lady, sometimes you have to be brave. Come with me, Baron, and let's cut down that **** who dared to make the beautiful queen angry!"

The priest could only sigh in the end. This is not the first time these two unreliable guys have this kind of problem, but as Maximilian said, time is pressing. At this time, it may be best to bury your head and rush. Way out.

Baron waved a heavy shield to Maximilian and Marcus, and then supported the sacred enchantment with his rod. In this enchantment, the spells of the undead will be suppressed, and the reckless Maximilian is at this moment. The storm giant handed over. Although facing a giant more than 7 meters tall, he was small like an ant, but every time the windmill spear stabbed, Maximilian would roar excitedly.

He is very happy, yes, maybe this moment of fighting for justice is the happiest moment in his life over the past two decades.

The three did not know that in the snow not far away, an indifferent observer was watching what they were doing. It was a high elf ranger with a scar on his face and a black blindfold. He He carried a gorgeous war bow and a phoenix long sword like a handicraft tuning fork.

He had no interest in the fierce battle between the three contestants and the psychic master, but from time to time he wrote something on the cardboard in his hand.

"Storm Kingdom team, evaluation: reckless, no battle plan, never considering retreat, but close cooperation with each other, peaceful attitude towards death, firm belief, brave and decisive..."

Rogerio Xingxing looked at the battle process of three people in the distance yelling again, after thinking about it, he picked up the pen and added a comment at the back.

"Luck is very good."

"Overall evaluation: Excellent, it is recommended to add "Icebreaker"."

"Evaluator: Rogerio·Star Chase"

Yes, since the three people set foot on the first trial, there was always a ghost that no one found behind them. In fact, every team will have such a person who is responsible for the most dangerous time. They rescued and recorded everything they did.

This is not unnecessary. Everyone understands what it means to "break the ice". Among them, it can be played, and it is not even the first candidate. Only those who are truly upright and can still hold on to the bottom line in the face of death can be Consider joining them.

There were 65 participating teams at the beginning. By the last round, only 40 were left. The fate of the other 25 teams has been decided. They will not be abandoned, but they will join another special mission. There, apart from being able to fight, everything is not important anymore.

After Rogerio wrote the last pen, the psychic master, who sounded like a ruthless character, was also pierced by Marcus with a sword. This guy was frankly strong, but he failed. The only reason is that these guys in front of you are stronger than him!

Marcus blew a whistle, ignoring the corroded wound on his chest. On the other side, with the death of Antiwalk, the undead of the storm giant also wailed, fell to the ground, and was kicked by Maximilian. At the waist, he kicked it off the hill.

The North County knight frantically waved the spear in his hand, calling in the direction of the Temple of Wyrmrest,

"Look! We won!"

"Who is the strongest! Who is the strongest! We are the strongest! We are the strongest! Hahaha, we are warriors from the Kingdom of Stormwind! We fight for justice!"

"Cheers for the Knights of the Northshire and his attendants!"

Barron supported his body with a stick with a bit of fatigue. He ignored Maximilian's nervous yelling. Instead, he took a horn from his arms and handed it to Marcus. The latter smiled and took a deep breath. , Put it to your mouth, and then blow it.

"Woohoo!"

The low sound of the horn resounded throughout the world, spreading far away in the cold wind and falling snow, and soon there were more than a dozen young dragons flapping their wings in the sky, and the dragon's shadow soared in the air, swaying the hot breath on the ground. Marcus, Maximilian and Baron stood on the side of a small hill on the campsite, staring at this scene in awe.

Just like standing in the myth, the shadow of the dragon soars above the earth, which seems to indicate that everything that happens here will be truly remembered by history.