Azeroth Trail of Light

The northernmost part of Icecrown Glacier is the glacial zone between the towering storm cliffs and Icecrown Glacier. It was once part of the battlefield of the dragon battle ten thousand years ago, and the spouse of the blue dragon king Malygos, Sindragosa, the most powerful blue dragon queen, died lonely here, with resentment towards Deathwing and her husband.

After Ner'zhul’s dark energy covered here and here, this glacier named "Sindagosa Falling to the Ground" became one of the most important sources of troops for the Scourge, and it belonged to the cursed cultists of the Cult of the Curse. We are scattered on this ice sheet, constantly searching for the remains of the dead dragon for their evil master.

However, after the natural disasters entered the real burial ground of the dragons, the importance of this place was greatly reduced, but there were still many dead souls here.

This glacier is already regarded as the real rear of the dark kingdom of Alsace, and farther north is the endless frozen North Sea, where except for the perennial stormy waves, there are only traces of dangerous sea monsters.

And just on the westernmost side of this desolate glacier, where it meets the spreading barren mountains, there is a dark acropolis, the Gate of Desolation, which is built by Alsace on the northeast of the Icecrown Glacier. The watch tower is also one of the four acropolises connected to the gate of Icecrown Citadel.

At the beginning of the battle for the Shadow Dome, when Dalyan and Renault, the brothers who fell in love and killed each other, were bayonet each other, at Odosa Desolation Gate, the battle started almost at the same time, and the same was going on. .

The shield in Dranos's hand was ruthlessly slammed on the face of abomination in front of him. The blue battle axe held in the other hand of this orc took advantage of his abomination neck in front of him, and a shocking line was cut across his chest and body. Garrosh, standing behind him, held Gorehowl, patched an axe, and completely chopped the abominable head to pieces. Finally, he patched up the behemoth and kicked the behemoth down Odosa's steel. The edge of the platform.

The orc warrior laughed wildly and blocked the shield in front. The bone arrows shot by the skeleton archers from a distance clanged on the solid shield. Delanos blocked the shield in front of his body, his legs pressed hard, and again. He launched a frantic charge and ran into the skeleton shooters.

The shield in his hand is a very classic shield. It is covered with sharply curved outward spikes. On the surface, it looks like an iron plate nailed with a monster’s teeth. It looks like a top. The unusually sharp crown, in the center of the shield, there is a blue diamond-shaped gem, and under the gem there are two overlapping armor pieces, which look like the tail of a strange bug.

The edge of the shield is also uneven, but it is full of a certain sense of power. The same is true for the battle axe in his left hand. A small diamond-shaped gem is inlaid on the top of the axe blade of the one-handed axe. The metal blade is perfectly balanced in the hand.

This is not an ordinary weapon. It is the last of the three magical weapons of warriors. The special form of the Earth Guardian's Lin, the magical weapon held by the defensive warrior, is said to be only those who are the most tenacious and will not give up in desperate situations. Only soldiers can gain the approval of this weapon.

Draenors did it, he got the recognition of this proud weapon, and now he needs to prove himself on the battlefield.

Delanos fit into the group of elite skeletal shooters who attacked with bone bows and arrows, while Garrosh took advantage of the chance that the attackers were dispelled, and with the help of Jorin Deadeye, he swung his body. , Grabbing the third layer of Odosa, that is, the chain hanging down from the edge of the top layer, carrying the battle axe behind him, and climbing up quickly. The surrounding elites are using various methods to help him cover and prevent the undead. Attacked him.

In fact, it is not just Odosa, the magic node arrays of the four dark castles are all arranged at the highest level, so these raiders must find a way to rush to the top within a limited time under the obstruction of the undead, and extinguish that The magic circle, every second, there are countless magic lights and bone arrows exploding beside Garrosh, but none of this can stop the orc's movements.

He knows the meaning and glory carried on his shoulders better than anyone else. Behind him, the battle of his companions forgiving to death was not just for a shameful defeat! The blood of those who died in the war and their will inspire him and make his blood boil.

"Get out of my way! Don't get in the way!"

"boom"

Garrosh grabbed the plain at the edge of the chain and waved his battle axe in his other hand. The gargoyle he was attacking was chopped in half, his body turned over, and he stood up against the attack of the three-headed death knight and jumped to the third place. Layer platform.

"Haha, greet your coming doomsday!"

The sound of the collision between the battle axe and the rune weapon continued to sound, and the subsequent dozens of flexible guys continued to climb up on the chain. With the magic and blood about to cover this cold place, they were almost close to the end. Goal.

And below the battlefield where the soldiers and the undead fought, in the hall of Odosa, ultra young people from all over the world are struggling to stop the undead monsters from all over the world. In the past half month, everyone has treated themselves. The mission is very clear, not annihilating, not defeating, but just assault!

As long as you turn off the magic node magic circle, it means you can retreat!

So, they only need to defend now, and then wait for the good news from the pioneers.

The hundreds of icebreakers selected at the time were divided into three parts, attacking the Shadow Dome, the three acropolises of Ordossa and Modresa, and the last acropolis, Copresa, did not need to bother.

But even after three points, the power of each acropolis is somewhat stretched. In fact, if it weren't for the long-established big figures to join it, these young people alone would not be able to break Alsace's dark guards. City.

Prager, the big boss of this dark world is one of Odoza's big bosses. Even further afield, the elite knights from the Silver Hand are constantly outflanking the front lines of the undead from the rear, and lightening the front. The pressure, the light and the shadow rise in the same battlefield, as if it was a scene that had never appeared in the story.

But at this moment, the previous evil and hatred are meaningless. They are all contributing their strength to a great victory.

Soldiers against soldiers, and generals, as the most powerful boss, he is also facing the most dangerous opponent.

Prager still wears his own funny orange cowboy hat and a warlock robe. He stands in the middle of the dark hall of Odosa, and in the palm of his hand waving, he brings a group of hot sulfur fires, constantly Distorted in the air, under the will of the warlock, rushed to the opposite human warlock in the black robe.

That guy was obviously not the undead, but he was acting with the undead. Obviously, this was the curse of the sect.

Even in the face of a powerful warlock like Prager, that human warlock did not choose to escape, but fought head-on, as if guarding something unusually precious. In the face of the scorching scorching sulphur fire that madly turned into six different trajectories in the air, and the corrosive shadow arrow the size of a human head, he did not evade, letting the thing hit his dark green magic shield. There were waves of dangerous ripples.

This guy’s counterattack is almost exactly the same as Prager. Whenever he chants a spell,

The serious expression on Prager’s face is not only because of the difficulty of the opponent, but also because this guy is his acquaintance. At least a few years ago, they met in the black iron bar and could sit down. Drinking together.

"Look at you, Orumes, look at you... You should have become a warlock with a promising future..."

Prager lowered the brim of his hat so that it was impossible to see his expression, but from the dwarf’s regretful tone, he could hear his attitude towards the silent human warlock in front of him.

"But you knelt down in the darkness. Maybe we were never friends, but at least we were never hostile. Look at our previous relationship, get out of here! Orumais, and then leave here, I can treat it as if I hadn’t seen it before. you!"

The battlefields of Prager and the ascended Orumes are covered with heavy darkness and fel energy. As long as the minds are slightly intellect, they will not be willing to approach here. Those mindless walking corpses and ghouls are approaching. At that moment, it was torn into pieces by the huge green energy.

In this magic flame, no one can hear the conversation between the two people, and facing Prager, the leader of the cursed sect of Odosa, and the ascended Orumais, he was silent for a few moments while he was attacking and persuading. Minutes later, when he finally spoke, his voice was weird and not sharp, but it was full of a broken feeling, like a serious injury on his vocal cords.

"Not all roads can be turned back... Prager, because you still consider me as a friend, go! You will not be Alsace's opponent... You don't know who you are facing..."

"Don't talk about these meaningless words, Orumez, you sound like a lunatic right now!"

With a light movement of the little finger of Prager's left hand, the three curses hit the human warlock in front of him almost indiscriminately, but in the next moment, the light of the curse dissipated a lot, and it was even on the verge of breaking. Prager's eyes narrowed, and after a while, he cursed with a bit of hatred for iron and steel.

"Asshole! You actually took the initiative to transform yourself... You are now an out-and-out monster!"

"I said, not all roads can be turned back! Not everyone is as lucky as you! You and the black sickles are just lucky people sheltered by big people, but I don't necessarily fail!"

Orumes' mood also became irritable, and the magical energy and death energy floating around him began to swell rapidly, and the Shadow Bolt, which was at least three times more powerful than before, rushed towards the place where Prager was. But just before it hit the dwarf warlock, the dark green circle appeared at Prager's feet, his figure disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already standing in a completely dead corner behind Olumex's body.

This scene completely exceeded the expectations of human warlocks, because under the power of Arthas, no one could use teleportation. Unfortunately, the secret knowledge obtained from Karazhan allowed Prager to grasp the secrets that ordinary warlocks could not see. Long-distance teleportation is still unusable, but this kind of position conversion with the help of the magic circle can be achieved.

knowledge is power! Especially in this life-and-death situation.

The dwarf's left hand was clenched into a claw, and the filthy fel energy was condensed in his palm. When Olumex just turned around, the fel seed that had been condensed was thrown on his magic shield by Prager. Above, this spell is very weird. The magic shield of a human warlock can't stop that energy at all, and can only let it penetrate into his body.

Olumes realized that something was wrong, but the next moment, with the tap of the finger of the dwarf's left hand, a violent explosion appeared in his abdomen.

"boom"

The filthy energy penetrated his body at this moment, leaving a **** scar on his abdomen, and at almost the same moment, he was wearing a gorgeous armor, 4 meters tall, slender and evil, with 6 arms, waving. The elder of the blade demon with 6 blades was summoned by Prager, breaking through the air and appearing next to the unresistible Olumex, and then there was a dark green blade storm, which completely swept the warlock’s old friend. Go in.

Flesh and flesh fly, after losing the magic shield and counterattack power, a spellcaster is not much better than an ordinary person.

The burst of energy shock almost completely emptied the dead spirits around the battlefield. Even the solid ground was corroded into a large uneven pit under this blow, which became a dark green sword blade storm. Pause, when the filthy energy dissipated, Prager waved his hand, and the unfinished blade demon disappeared into the air. He leaned on his cane and approached his old friend. He looked at lying in the big pit, and his whole body was fatal. The wound, the dying Orumes, the dwarf warlock shook his head.

"Look, this is why I resisted Alsace... People like you and me never talk about justice, just because I do this, I can get more."

Prager raised his head. He saw that all the rune arrays in the hall of Odosa that exuded death energy were completely extinguished at this moment, as if they had suffered some kind of malfunction, and then he heard the warriors behind him. Cheers, he knew that the vanguard sent out had completed his task, and Odosa's magic node was closed!

"Go ahead, your last words."

Prager looked at his old friend, who grinned hard at him with only one breath left.

"A message... a promise!"

"Deal!"

"Ahem... look back... Prager, don't fight Alsace in Icecrown Citadel... Frostmourne and the Soul Forge... every soul is... a ray of power... as many people as he kills... How much power...destroy...forge! Weaken...weaken him!"

"Also... take my ashes back... to Lakeside Town... I don't want to die... I don't want to die thousands of miles away... Thanks... Thanks."