Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Ah!"

Gordan, who had no hidden strength and disguised weakness, waved his arms and smashed the dead corpse that fell on his back to the ground. He held an orc dagger in his hand and waved it with brute force. The orc body was cut down.

Long-term infiltration of evil energy makes his fully extended body full of violent muscles, and its strength is greater than that of ordinary orcs. It is said that when the orcs were still trapped in the world of Draenor, Gul'dan was also a "warrior" ".

But as a spellcaster, they are not good at stimulating melee attacks. With Gul'dan's brute force, it is still reluctant to deal with a few corpses, but watching the rear Glokush rushed up with a battle axe , Gul'dan no longer cares about these crazy corpses, he jumps on his own and is also contaminated by evil energy, and the fur of his body becomes a dark green war wolf, and he turns and escapes!

Embarrassed, mad and sinister.

"Boom"

The two nearest bodies exploded under the dark order of the death knight, and the flesh and blood contaminated swayed in all directions. The epidemic hidden in it spread indiscriminately in this night, but even if it was imprisoned by magic, but as a The warlock's unique demon skin helped Gul'dan prevent most of the disease, which made his escape a little smoother.

In the flames of the surrounding burning forest, Gul'dan's war wolf fled all the way, and behind him splashed smoke and flying ashes. Behind him, the death knight Glokush was chasing after riding on a skeleton horse. In the sky, Tyrion and Luminas summoned another white-boned griffin, who held a war bow and blocked the fleeing warlock from the sky.

"This shame..."

Gul'dan squeezed his teeth and lay his body tightly on the war wolf, evading the sharp arrows shot from the sky with difficulty. He urged the reins frantically, and his heart was full of humiliation and anger.

His estimation was wrong. In the magic explosion that had torn a small town before, the Bentirenol enchantment had been broken. With his own experience, he believed that such damage could not be recovered in a short time, which made He dared to enter the enchantment.

But the powerful magical civilization of the high elves is like a slap in the face of this warlock. The big bang did not destroy the rune stones. Only a simple reset is needed to make the enchantment re-established. It has been dead for nearly 3000 years. The ancient wisdom left by Slima Sunstrider, thousands of years later, once again pushed Quel'Thalas' enemies into desperation.

"Om"

The war bow carved with blood runes was pulled up again, and Luminas looked at the warlock running in the darkness below, and she said softly:

"Look, he runs really fast."

"Let him run, he doesn't know what is waiting for him in front."

Tyrion’s eyes were cold. In the blood-red eyes, everything in the night seemed to be covered with a halo of blood. Nothing could block his eyes. He looked up. In the darkness in the distance, one The black spot is fast approaching.

"Serrent, shoot him!"

Tyrion’s voice rang in the ears of the death knight coming from behind. Serent riding on the bone-griffed griffin. The wings of fire nodded silently, and above the smooth flying griffin, he pulled up the war bow , Eyes narrowed, looking at the orc warlock who had fled all the way ahead, and on the two griffins behind him, four dark rangers also raised their war bows.

All members of the Dark Blade Knights came together, and the front and back sides were chasing and blocking, like a truly closed net, Guldan was trapped in it.

"Shoot Swoosh Swoosh"

The bone-carved arrows running through the dark windbreak sounded so numbing, Gul'dan was too late to raise his head, and the danger prediction made him jump from the fast-moving war wolf. , Rolling a few times on the ground.

When he was stained with ashes and raised his head, he saw the running Fel War Wolf, stabbed into the sieve by the arrow rain that fell from the front.

The huge war wolf was nailed to the ash-covered ground, and the smelly blood was spilled everywhere. The blood was infested in the black ash, and a bad picture was drawn on the ground. Looking at In the scene of blood flowing, Gul'dan gripped the cane and the knife in his hand, and he seemed to see his own ending in the blood.

"boom"

Behind him, the silent orc death knight turned over and dismounted, and Tyrion and Luminas also controlled the Griffon to slowly fall to the ground, and in front of him, Tyrion, who had drawn the rune sword, exuded the whole body. The four elven dark rangers spread out, aiming the bone arrows in their hands at the surrounded warlock.

"All the deception, all the destruction, all the nightmares set by you personally... It's over, Gul'dan, my dear leader of the Shadow Council, it's over!"

Glokus. Blackhand pulled out the chilly battle axe behind him, his dark eyes staring at Gul'dan in front of him:

"When you are dying, is there anything else you want to say?"

"who are you!"

Gul'dan, under the suppression of the Bandirinoll's enchantment, struggled to beat the obscure magic of his body to the extreme. It was like squeezing out a little water in the desert. The shadow behind him condensed out, and the scale was not as good as before. one tenth.

He looked at the black hand approaching slowly, his blood-red eyes beating and asked:

"All orc souls are loyal to Orgrim, and you are not a Warlock of the Shadow Council... who are you! I think you... are familiar!"

"Did you forget me so soon?"

Glokus clenched the battle axe in his hands, and the ashes of dirt at his feet turned outward, making him look like a human tank covered with dark red mist. He rushed to Gul'dan, the battle axe in his hand. He held it high and slashed it.

"boom"

The skull cane in Gul'dan's hand was completely chopped by this blow. That kind of force threw the warlock back. Before he stood firm, Tyrion's epee fell **** his back. The demon skin was cut, and in the splash of blood, he slapped the warlock down on the ground.

"You bewitched me to destroy our civilization with your own hands! You killed our world with your own hands! You brought my tribe into the most stupid madness! Now...you still ask who I am!"

"Wow"

"Ah!"

The black hand's battle axe was madly cut on Gul'dan's left arm. In the scream of the warlock, the struggling left arm flew into the night sky, and the arm wrapped in fine demon scales smashed. On the ground, five **** fingers were covered with the burning ashes of the forest. It was still twitching nervously, as if representing the unwillingness and despair of the warlock.

The hot, smelly blood of the demon splashed on the black hand's face, making this dead face rewritten with grimace.

The beating fire of undead in that eye represented Glokush's anger and murderous intention.

"I'm a black hand! Gul'dan, I'm the chieftain betrayed by you! I crawled out of hell... came for you!"

"Dead!"

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Almost when Gul'dan was desperate, another group of people was also rushing to the place where he was ambushed at the fastest speed.

Although Orgrim's meaning was clear, Saurfang could kill Gul'dan whenever he felt fit, but in this dark night, the orc warlord appeared in the team to rescue Gul'dan.

The orc warlock can die after the end of this invasion battle, but not now. The restoration of the enchantment has represented the betrayal of the death knights headed by Tyrion, which is equivalent to the battlefield initiative of Quel'Thalas. It was handed over to the elves, and the tribe was trapped in the magic net. In this case, Saurfang needed Gul'dan to reunite the tribe for the tribe.

This is not the most important!

The most important thing is that if Gul'dan's death is unknown, the lost clan of the leader may become a hidden danger, which is difficult to be successfully taken over by Chief Orgrim.

This is an unbearable result of Saurfang.

"Hurry up!"

Carrying a battle axe, he shouted to Zuluhid who was controlling the young dragon by his side:

"Let your dragon fly faster!"

Faced with this kind of command, the chief of the Dragonmaw clan strongly endured the pain in his body. It was the magic that was suppressed to the extreme. It was agitated. He retorted:

"The enchantment of these lunatic elves can even suppress dragon fire. Are you uncomfortable without seeing this dragon? If you force it again, it will go crazy!"

The complete suppression of the Boundary Reynolds Enchantment was supplied by the Sunwell. With the power of the young dragon, there is no way to resist this suppression. If it is not forcibly controlled by Zuluhide, the young dragon is not willing to step here.

"I said it! Speed ​​it up!"

Saurfang turned his head to stare at the reluctant chieftain. The eyes in his eyes had become blood red, and a violent force was beating on his body:

"I don't care what contradiction between you and Gul'dan! I said, he can't die now! Give me speed up! Do you want to disobey my orders? Do you want to disobey the will of the chieftain?"

This relentless reprimand made Zuluhid's teeth tickle, but a moment later, he clenched the reins of the young dragon, his leather whip waved, and in the whistle, the young dragon wailed, but The speed is also significantly accelerated.

Saurfang looked at the burning forest in the distance. For the first time in his heart, he hoped that Gul'dan could survive... although he also hated the warlock very much.

While Saurfang and Zuluhed dared to rescue Gul'dan at the fastest speed, in the position behind the tribe, the huge two-headed ogre Gugar stroked himself with thick fingers The chin, well, the chin on the right head.

In the dark night before him, the elven rune stone suspended in mid-air was so dazzling and so attractive.

"Shall we save him? (Gul'dan is useless! The death knight sets a trap and Saurfang cannot save him!)"

"But Gul'dan promised us that he would take us to find the power of the gods... (Do you really believe him? That power is not worth comparing to the shadow we serve!)"

"But the master's order is to let the tribe continue to disturb the order of this world. If Gul'dan is dead... (then we will come in person! Gul'dan is just a devil's stray dog, what he can do, we can do Better!)"

"Why do you always sing against me! (Because you are stupid, you can't understand the real intention of the master!)"

That's right, this weird ogre is arguing...

Gugar's two heads, Gu and Gar are arguing with each other, two kinds of thinking and two ideas are colliding madly, but unfortunately, they can only attack each other with words, so that both sides are helpless to each other.

The ogre was sitting in the night, and the noisy quarrel was completely unable to attract the attention of the members of the Twilight's Hammer clan behind him. They were used to the patriarch's nervousness. I understand very well that there will always be a clear command at the end.

"Om"

Just as Gugal's two heads were arguing, a strange shadow rose from the night of Quel'Thalas. It was like a pair of hands, which quickly enveloped Gugal's body and brought Some kind of order of darkness exists.

And Gujar was also quiet at this moment. He stood up and knelt in the dark sincerely, listening to the voice in the shadow. After a while, his two heads nodded simultaneously.

"Yes, master! (We will do well!)"

The shadow in the darkness faded quickly, Gujar moved his arms a bit, he turned his head, three eyes hunted among the clan members behind him, and finally, he shouted:

"The Horde will fail! (This is the master's wishes, chaos and disaster!)"

"The world order will be reshuffled! (One step closer to the great and equal twilight moment!)"

He looked at the scorched earth near the rune stone behind him, and there was a bit of viciousness and anticipation in his eyes.

"Can't let the orcs unify the world! (the peaceful world will have no shadow position...)"

"We want to confuse Gul'dan, he will humble alive! (Let him steal the tribe's victory! Let him steal Orgrim's victory!)"

"The angry demons and orcs will bite their teeth and will want to tear him apart! (When he loses his way, he will surely realize the master's greatness and become a member of us!)"

"Chaos is immortal! (Eternal Shadow!)"

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