Stormwind God

The year of ancient times.

Nesario was still a good young man, and he diligently guarded the land of Azeroth day by day in accordance with the orders of the genesis Titan. Until it found some prisons holding the ancient gods deep in the earth, then it was shot.

The ancient gods began to whisper to him, even if he was in the prison cage, even if he left the prison area, still whispering.

The terrible uninterrupted serial curse of the Tang monk from Journey to the West whispered to Nesario.

Imagine that anyone who repeatedly misses "you are a loli" in your ears will be mentally stunned for 20 minutes, let alone a high-frequency call that has been going on for years.

The ancient gods gradually eroded Nesario's heart. They convinced Nesario that as long as he destroys all other races of Azeroth, he can let his black dragon legion rule the world and enslave the green dragon queen Iser. Pull and Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza.

The Deathwing amulet now has a similar ability to Duke's brainwashing.

It is a low-frequency utterance that is not perceived by the human auditory system. People don't seem to be able to hear it, but the brain still feels this sound.

Seeing the translated common language in the system prompt, Duke hehe.

"Your Duke Marcus is the most loyal servant of my great Deathwing. My command is the highest meaning of your life. As long as I command, even if I want you to kill your closest relative, you will be unconditionally Do not hesitate to execute! My will is your will. My enemy is your enemy! "

After reading this paragraph of continuous screen swipes in the system prompt, Duke pouted his lips: "You should add the wrong sentence, not me, but the world."

"Host, what to do?"

"Continue to receive, but in order to avoid that silly dragon found, do not block. Whenever a thousand identical messages are saved, they will be automatically deleted. When new instructions are found, they will be filtered and notified."

"Understand, host."

Looking around the darkness, Duke suddenly felt a little envious of the dark vision of the elves.

In the virgin forest where you can't see your five fingers, walking in the night or something, you either meet a ghost or step on some bad snakes and get bitten.

Duke took a nap and gave up on the idea of ​​walking at night. He found a small tree hole and used the force of the storm to remove the stains inside. After letting the system wizard help the whistle, I went to sleep like this.

Tossing all night, Duke was exhausted.

The next morning, Duke woke up and felt a year old tired. This is not an illusion, the curse from the demon king Sargeras is still devouring his vitality.

According to my calculations, I spent a few days in Lordaeron, two days on the road, four days after entering the wetland, and three days in Muradin. All of a sudden two weeks passed.

In the countdown to life, I have two weeks left.

"Nima, see if Krassus is powerless. He is powerless. I really want to become a ghoul." In history, even if the perfect person such as Queen Hexi became the Queen of the Forgotten, she would not dare Go to see my sister. I really became a ghoul, I'm afraid Aurelia couldn't take it.

Hurry up.

The ghost knows what other moths will come out.

I sorted myself out.

"Well, if I don't make my first contact, I don't think Deathwing will rest assured of me. System Wizard, start the isolation process."

"Observe."

After gently instructing the system wizard, Duke raised a thought in his mind. How should I go to Grim Batol?

This is an experiment. Duke also knows that he is playing with fire. If he wears out at this time, it is estimated that he will definitely die in the end. Duke Piansheng had a thrilling thrill like a crazy roller coaster.

It was the feeling of dancing on the tip of a knife, playing on a sea of ​​fire without a tightrope.

Every cell in the whole body is excited and leaping, every inch of flesh seems to be burning.

"I bet a hair, with the sinister and cunning character of Deathwing, he would never run far away even if he left. The **** is absolutely hiding nearby, and if I think something is wrong, run over to kill me immediately." Duke So muttered to myself in my heart.

While whispering, but couldn't wait to see the effect, Duke was in the sea of ​​spirits, and the system prompts me how to get to Grim Batol? And click Send.

Almost immediately after the thought was sent out of the body, the amulet sent by Deathwing reacted.

An image file was stuffed into the quarantine area of ​​the system. I don't know if it was the bad taste of the system wizard. This guy didn't make the image into a file, what is the name of the file or Deathwing 01p4.

After Duke glanced at him, he was really drunk: you are so stingy in the system, what about the sequence of Blu-ray movies for which Mao is not 2s?

The vomit returned to vomit, and Duke opened the image.

In the spiritual world, Duke added a window.

The woodland that is visible to the eye just appears in the image.

However, this image is a complete stereo image. When Duke gritted his teeth, he let the image directly enter his brain.

Out of the woodland, it is a rocky wasteland. There is a barren path that should be trampled by a dwarf hunter. You can reach Grim Batol through this road, and the orc closed the Red Dragon Queen. mountain.

Duke looked at the direction of the sun and Grim Batol, and immediately knew where he was probably.

Deathwing took him far away, from the middle of the wetland directly to the mountains in the southeast of the wetland, probably between Grim Batol and the Boulder Dam.

This not only allows him to walk a few days away, the most important thing is that walking here is equivalent to perfectly avoiding the tribe's formation under the Grim Batol Fortress. You need to know that there are 100,000 tribes staying there. I do n’t know how much. One ca n’t run away.

Although this road is a mountain road, as long as he is more diligent and walks for another two or three days, he can reach Grim Batol.

The picture is jumping, and the next moment, a picture of Grim Batol's surroundings flashes in the image.

Before Duke responded, the picture began to move.

It moves slowly at first and then gets faster and faster.

Obviously, this aerial view is not human at all. Presumably some special aerial photography of Deathwing recorded it.

The picture walks along a small path, quickly passing through the woods, to the rocky area. Right there, it turned a corner and continued to accelerate. The cliffs and valleys receded quickly, and the trees became blurry. To be continued.