Azeroth Trail of Light

The vast mountains are covered by thousands of years of snow. This is an absolutely silent and quiet valley. In the ancient barbaric period, the two holy platforms left by the infinitely powerful Titan stood in this mountain range, but because of some special The reason is that the two holy platforms have been empty, and there are black plants that are like tentacles in a nightmare swept across the holy platform, leaving only the black remains, entrenched on the holy platform, and putting the Buddha is for A touch of corrosion in sacred history.

But this kind of scene has been here for tens of thousands of years, and no one has noticed it. There are only those who have the ability to deal with it, and there is not much time and energy left here.

At this time, in the barren mountains, a huge army is marching silently. This is a powerful army that mixes steel dwarves, steel vrykus, and steel giants. The total number is about 1 to 12. In time, they reached the depths of the storm cliff directly from outside Ulduar's chasm through a special method.

Their goal is obvious. From the road in front of them, they can pass through the wild mountains in the northeast of the storm cliffs. The final destination is the engine of the creator that has been occupied by the heroic spirits and the mogu legion.

Obviously, this is a raid army.

The leader is a tall steel Vrykul general, a brave guarding the Hall of Lightning, a powerful man who participated in the ancient battle against the elemental prince, General Biagri, and a loyal subordinate of Loken, the guardian of the Titans.

From the end of the War of the Dead to the present, for a full three months, when Dick devoted all his energy to the battle of the Storm Mountains, the offensive of the heroic spirits and the Mogu Legion became stronger, especially near the Rock Hall. After the earthlings joined Dick’s legion, the entire Snow Stream Plain fell, and the Iron Legion’s position had been compressed into the mountains further east of the Creator’s Holy Altar, and after Dick locked Ulduar’s authority. , The Guardians were unable to directly join the battle, leaving the Iron Legion almost helpless.

However, as Dick guessed, Yogg-Saron spent tens of thousands of years in Ulduar, and all the secrets of that place could not be concealed from it. In the end, he discovered Dick’s little tricks, and this expeditionary force was also here. In this case, the one sent by Loken, led by the mighty Biagri, has guarded the elites of the Lightning Hall for tens of thousands of years. As long as they can break through the Creator’s engine and restore the place to operation, Ulduar’s gate will be Can be turned on again.

Once the Guardian and Ulduar’s large number of steel legions and war creations join the battle, the decline of the Storm Peaks battlefield will be instantly reversed, and according to the return of Loken’s steel dwarf scouts, there is no longer near the Creator’s engine. There were too many army guards, after all, it was too far away from Ulduar. When the battle line moved to the chasm beyond Ulduar, no commander would put the precious legion behind the battlefield.

Both Loken and General Biagri himself had great confidence in this raid.

"Keep your steps down, idiots!"

In a snowstorm that is colder than Icecrown Glacier, Biagri, carrying a giant war sword, loudly reprimanded the steel soldiers behind him. These huge creatures will always go when they walk through the silent snow road. Destroying the surrounding environment, kicking a boulder, or simply fighting with each other, looks noisy.

In fact, this situation is no wonder these steel soldiers. After being invaded by the energy of chaos, the Iron Legion is no longer the invincible army that could expel the Elemental Lord tens of thousands of years ago. Violence, Crazy, the will to destroy takes root in the hearts of these steel creations, with these additional situation manipulations, no matter how brave the warrior is, it will become easier to deal with.

Even Biagri himself has become like an angry mortal warrior, rather than a heroic Titan creation, but he may not have noticed this.

"Are you sure there are not too many troops in the Creator Engine?"

Biagri turned his head to look at the steel dwarf scout next to him. This guy who was a lap bigger than the ordinary dwarf hurriedly nodded and replied loudly.

"Yes, General, we continued to observe there for at least 7 days. The number of soldiers who came back there, the big rocks, was only a few thousand in total. Facing the invincible Iron Legion, they couldn't do anything!"

"it is good!"

Biagry nodded with satisfaction. Not far away, as long as you turn the foot of the mountain, you can see the plain of the Creator's engine, and they will rush down from there, breaking through the stone monsters of the Creator's engine with a thunderous attitude. , The Iron Legion will win!

The General Steel Vrykul drew his epee from his back. It was an unimaginable weapon for mortals. The violent thunder and lightning kept beating on the black iron sword, piercing the surrounding air, and even drawn it out. There was a burst of scorching smell, and General Biagri’s body was also entwined with lightning. He was the first generation of steel Vekul who emerged from the melting pot of will. He was born with the power to manipulate lightning. Of course, It can't be compared with the great Thorim, but Biagri believes that he can definitely lead his legion to regain the engine of the Creator occupied by the rebels.

"Raise the sword! Prepare to charge!"

Biagri's voice passed through the shelter of the storm and passed into the legion behind him. The Iron Vrykul drew out their weapons one after another. They used black and iron war spears, while the Iron Dwarves used two long swords. The behemoth of steel that walks at the back, that kind of war weapon does not need weapons, they only need to rush into the battlefield, and their unshakable body and strength are their best weapons.

Such a small distance in front of him is not a problem for the huge steel Vrykul. After seeing that his legion is ready to charge, General Biagri waved his left hand forward, blue The thunder and lightning slashed across the sky, smashing the huge boulders blocking the charge in front of them, and at the same time, there was the roar of the General Steel Vrykul

"Iron Legion, charge!"

He began to run. Behind him, the Iron Legion began to run. With the leadership of a strong leader, this Legion seemed to have the same momentum that it used to cross the world. They ran, and the earth buzzed in their run. Ming, the snow was shaken down, and along with the first wave of steel soldiers rushing out of the hillside, there was even a big avalanche like a mountain collapse on that rapid slope.

The thunder and lightning are beating, and the body of the steel soldier is large enough to accommodate the thunder and lightning. Under the control of Biagri and a few steel dwarven runemen, the huge electric current is interlaced inside the steel legion, like a whole white energy net, which will connect them. Linked together.

On the plain of the Creator's engine, the Mogu General Jianxi who was in charge of guarding this place noticed the steel torrents rushing down from the slopes of the mountains for the first time, and a hard smile flashed across his stone face.

"Look, they are here! Just as the great emperor had expected, they fell into the trap!"

Jian Xi suddenly pulled out the blue long sword behind him. As the creation of Thunder God, Jian Xi did not have much magical ability. Most of his power was concentrated on pure brute force. Behind him, thousands of Mogu legions The soldiers assembled quickly. Facing the Iron Legion, which was far more numerous than them, Jian Xi did not choose passive defense. Instead, just like Biagri's choice, he charged forward!

"For the will of the great emperor! Charge with me!"

"Bang, bang, bang"

Two surpassing mundane forces, in less than 2 minutes, slammed into each other fiercely. It was like two giant beasts fighting to death on a snowy field. At the moment of collision, the heavy snow of the entire mountainous plain was shocked and flew outwards by the rapidly spreading force.

The ground is shaking and mourning. This is not an exaggeration. Whether it is mogu or steel, the size of both sides is much larger than the army of the world, and the power of each blow is far beyond mortal imagination and reality. On the above, it was said that this was a war of gods in the myth. It was not fake at all. After all, both sides were also soldiers who walked out of the myth.

The height and strength of the Mogu Legion are generally stronger than that of the Iron Legion, but their bodies are not as hard as steel, so the battle lasted only 5 minutes before the Mogu Legion brought by Jian Xi fell into a disadvantage.

At least it looks like this on the surface.

"boom"

The huge sword and the huge sword collided, retreated, and then another fierce collision. The thunderous Biagri was wrapped around his body like a berserker, constantly urging the thunder and lightning in his body, using his own endless barbarity. Li and Jian Xi in front of him fight to death and life, and compared to Jian Xi's silence in the battle, Biagri has a lot to say.

"Stupid invaders, you sent yourself to death. This is the territory of the Iron Legion. Look around, you are lost!"

The general of the steel Vrykul slammed Jian Xi with a punch. The latter did not evade, letting that fist smash a piece of his shoulder, but his response was more fierce, and the dark blue long sword pierced Biag. A fierce wound was pulled out in the abdomen of Lili. After the blow, the two separated again, and then another storm was set off around the body, and they ran into each other again.

There are no fancy moves, just simple head-to-head, but this kind of barbaric fighting scenes, the more people watch it.

"Don't you understand? You are doing useless work!"

Biagri was a little hurried by Jian Xi’s fast attack. He simply stepped back and threw the long sword in his hand towards Jian Xi. After being dodged by the latter, he took down the tomahawk and heavy weight from behind. The shield joined the battle again in a defensive posture.

"You will die miserably! I swear! I will hang your stone head outside Ulduar as a proof of my bravery!"

"boom"

Jian Xi's response was to hold the sword in both hands, and once again slashed it on the shield raised by Biyagri. He raised his head and scanned the battlefield. After discovering that all the raiding legions had rushed into the mountain plains, Jian Xi was silent. An expression appeared on his face for the first time.

"Are you going to bring us death? The sad and arrogant... you don't even know the power of the great emperor!"

"Look around you! The death you want is an ally with the emperor!"

When Biagri heard this voice, he turned his head suddenly, and then saw an incredible scene, the corpse! The endless corpses, buried under the snow, are standing up one by one from the snow around the Creator's engine, the number...extremely large.

From Biagri's perspective, at this moment, at least ten thousand corpses appeared from the snow, and after Jianxi blew the horn, among the mountains of the storm cliff, black clouds slowly rose. When they reached the sky, the steel soldiers saw that they were a group of almost countless black gargoyles after they approached.

Biagri's gaze fell farther around the battlefield. Wherever he caught his eye, there were icy blue undead fires, densely packed, and even connected into pieces of blue clouds, even though Biagri I'm sure that even if there are more such undead creatures, don't want to stop the charge of the Iron Legion, but when the entire mountain plain is crowded with these undead, he has to face a very serious question.

They... are surrounded.

They thought they were hunters, and it wasn't until this moment that Biagri realized that they were actually prey that broke into the trap.

"You can never imagine the wisdom of a great emperor... Arrogant fools, put down their weapons, and the benevolent emperor will give you another chance! A chance to live!"

Jian Xi held the long sword in front of his body, and the longer he was awakened from the engine of Naraksha, this originally cold and self-conscious Mogu general also had his own personality bit by bit. I like to meditate in the ice and snow, I like to taste the poems written by mortals alone, I like the stars, I like to polish my combat skills like a samurai.

The only thing that remains unchanged is his loyalty to the great emperor. Especially after walking into the cliffs of the storm, after seeing those iron legions who should be his brothers but have become crazy, Jian Xi is more eager to realize what he has to bear when he wakes up. mission.

He needs to be the sharpest sword in the hands of the great emperor, to fight the battlefield for him, and more importantly, to calm the gloom in the depths of the world for him. He looked at Biagri, who had thrown away his weapon in front of him, with stone eyes. A trace of contempt and contempt flashed through the deepest part.

He will never be like this...under the leadership of the great emperor, they will always fight and always win!

And when the loyal Jian Xi achieved another victory, the great emperor stood outside the Ulduar gap, looking at the huge wall under the starlight, the old dwarf Brian Bronzebeard. Standing beside him, watching the front with a precision engineering telescope.

"Dick, you said the Rock Hall is there?"

The Paladin nodded, "Yes, Brian, only an excellent archeologist like you can enter there quietly. I need you to open the blockade of the Rock Hall for me and my legion, so that we can continue to advance. Ulduar, and the Hall of Lightning... I know that Loken the traitor is hiding there!"

"His good days are over..."