Azeroth Trail of Light

Niscala, this is a suspended island near the east of the Marton continent, which is separated from the entire continent. There is a large demon army camp here.

It is not special. In fact, on the broken Marton continent, such military camps are everywhere. Gamor and the 107th Regiment were sent to the Niscala battlefield just after they arrived in Marton. It was a very inconspicuous place in the Illidari's offensive frenzy against Marton, but after a certain battle, when Gamor was cleaning the battlefield, he found the bomb in a legion liaison room that was destroyed by the magic cannon. Broken leaf emblem.

It was precisely because he handed it in as a trophy that Jia Moore was transferred back to Despair Ridge, and thus saved his life.

When the tauren returned to Niscala through the Illidari legion portal again, what they saw was a cruel post-war ruin. After the demons made a brutal ambush against the cannon fodder legion stationed here, Ray's Demon Hunter, facing this kind of provocation, chose a more brutal way to respond.

They manipulated the powerful energy cannon of the naaru spaceship named Tempest Fortress, a war fortress suspended outside the starry sky of the Marton continent, and plowed Niscara from head to tail three times. It is certain that 80% of the demons Under such an irresistible destructive attack, it has become a part of the ruins of the battlefield, but there will always be some demons that will survive, and that is the opponent that the four of Gamor and Cirvanas will face during the exploration process.

Ahem, this damn place, this damn air!

As soon as Luo Ning stepped out of the portal, he felt Marton's infinite malice towards mortals. The air and the ground here are scorching hot, hardly containing a trace of moisture, and there is still a very pungent sulfur smell. After being attacked by the energy cannon, the scorching energy rays also changed the air here, even carrying corrosive poisonous gas.

The great mage lightly tapped the sheep's head staff in his hand on the ground, and with the ringing of the silver bell under the staff, four barriers with air purification effect shrouded the bodies of the four people, finally allowing them to They feel better.

This is hell!

Vereesa was carrying a silver-white war bow and quiver, standing in her husband's life, frowning and looking at everything in front of her. The entire surface of Niscala was completely lifted in the Illidari's revenge, just like It was as if it had been cut horizontally from the ground by a huge sickle more than a dozen times. The dark green energy magma that originated from the core of this floating island gushed out of it, forming a series of holes filled with poisonous gas and flames in the tragic ruins. The lake, as far as the ranger's good eyesight can see, is a piece of dead land with no life response. There are only two colors here, the fortress that exists as black, and the magic energy that exists as green.

Mortals can't survive here!

Luo Ning turned his head to look at Gamol who silently picked up a metal emblem melted by energy from the dust on the ground. He asked curiously, How did you persist in this ghost place for half a month? You all A monster?

Jia Moore ignored Luo Ning's question. This tauren seemed to have really put life and death aside. He lowered his head and stroked the metal emblem that was more than half melted in his hand. It was the signboard in the 107th regiment camp. The camp that was once full of scum has become a part of this dead floating island.

Jia Moore thought that he had no feelings for those scumbags, but it was not until he saw their tragic cemetery with his own eyes that Tauren realized that in the past 10 days of fighting side by side, he and those 200 people who persisted until the end have become the same Essential friends, they are reliable comrades-in-arms, and those who cannot be trusted have died as early as the first wave of demon attacks.

This inexplicable feeling of sadness made Gamol's mood worse. Facing the archmage's question, he replied in a vicious voice,

It's very simple, fill it with your life!

Um?

Now even Cirvanas, who was silent all the way, was attracted. Obviously, Gamol's answer aroused their curiosity. The tauren felt the meaning of this kind of inquiry, but it made him It's a little uncomfortable, especially in places where there have been battles, but now they have been destroyed, so he flicked his tail, held a shield in one hand, and a battle ax in the other, leading the way ahead, and then introduced in an emotionless voice Niscala and the whole marton.

The 107th Regiment that was sent to Niscala with me was originally 2434 soldiers, yes, the scum, thugs, bad breeds and criminals that you big men say, in the 7th hour when we landed here, Nice Kara's demon found us and launched an attack. That was my first battle here. After barely repelling the demon's attack, there were only 1254 people left in the 107th regiment, and half of them were in the first 10 minutes of the battle. Only those brave enough and lucky enough to obey the command of the demon hunters in the Illidari survive.

Rhonin's gaze also dimmed following Gamol's description. As the leader of Dalaran, he obviously knew about some special actions of Dick and Illidan, and even Khadgar had to fight with him for this. After a few quarrels, he thought that Khadgar was just being too emotional. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with sending these criminals and scum all over the world to another battlefield to fight the devil.

But it wasn't until he heard what had happened to the Cannon Fodder Legion from Gamol that he suddenly realized that it wasn't that Khadgar was too emotional, maybe he was too cold-blooded.

Compared with Luo Ning, Vereesa's question was much more detailed. She looked around, and after the hunter instinctively determined that there was no threat around, the lady in silver chain armor looked at Jia Moore and asked loudly,

What about the magic addicts sent here by Quel'Thalas? There are also the magic addicts of Syndra and Suramar. The official propaganda says that those poor people have been cured here. Tell me, Gamor, tell me My true encounter with a mana addict!

Magic addict? Cure?

Gamol couldn't help but look back at Vereesa, his tail flicked, as if to match the weird smile on his face, Isn't it? Big man, you actually believe this! Hahaha, but speaking of it , Those addicts have indeed been cured.

The tauren's voice became weird and playful. He kicked away the debris left on the way forward, and chopped down the ruins with an axe. A maniac was sent to Niscala, led by Allari the Soul Eater, um, a ruthless Quel'Thalas Illidari, that's one of your people too, isn't it? But I remember it well , Ariel gave each of those skinny magic-addicted elves a soul container, and painted some kind of magic circle on their bodies, and sent them to the most dangerous front line, you know Ariel Did you tell them anything?

Um?

Sylvanas let out a cold snort from his nose, Gamor immediately remembered Senxia's warning, and then obediently replied, Well, I remember very clearly, that cruel and ruthless Quel'Thalas elf Standing at the gate of the barracks, she told them that either they would come back alive as Illidari with a demon soul, or they would be left dead on the battlefield. The addicted elves are more cruel than us, either become one of them or die, there is no third way to go.

This is simply a crime!

Vereesa heard the real experience of the magic-addicted elves from Gamor, a front-line cannon fodder soldier. Sending people here, this is simply a kind of dereliction of duty, a blasphemy against the Phoenix Dynasty!

Enough! Vereesa!

Sylvanas' voice came from behind. Although the ranger general resigned as the ranger leader of Quel'Thalas, as a former big shot, she has a longer-term view than Vereesa. The existence of Arkando , allowing the Quel'Thalas elves to accept slow body remodeling, but those magic-addicted elves whose hearts have been crushed can't find any way to save them. Everything Kael'Thalas has done is just They found a glimmer of hope for their hopeless lives.

If they can really use Illidan's method to become the demon hunters of the Illidari, then they are equivalent to completing a difficult Nirvana rebirth, which is a good thing for them and for the distant world.

Yeah, how can this be a crime?

Gamol also chuckled, muttering, Aren't we scumbags and villains selected by Azeroth to be the first batch of true warriors to face the demons? Aren't we redeeming our past A crime committed? Even stealing a loaf of bread out of hunger is a crime, isn't it?

This kind of self-deprecation left Rhonin, Vereesa and Cirvanas speechless, but even big figures like them could not interfere with certain plans determined by the real upper echelons of the entire Azeroth, Dick and Ely Dan, as well as all the kings and chiefs of the civilized world, have acquiesced in the occurrence and progress of this matter, and even they can only choose to accept it.

I'm more curious, how did Illidan hide the news of the war against this world?

Luo Ning looked at the unchanging ruined battlefield around him, and said in a low voice, According to Senxia, ​​Marton should be one of the advance bases of the Burning Legion. The demons have no reason to turn a blind eye to the invasion of this place.

The Illidari have arranged at least three layers of space blockades throughout Mardun.

Cirvanas' eyes fell on a hill in the distance. There seemed to be something in that place that kept calling her in the blood. She replied casually, Besides the space blockade, Naaru's The spaceship Storm Fortress and its three frigates completely surrounded Marton from four directions. Those spaceships have special abilities that we cannot believe. They can block all connections between this world and the outside world. It's business as usual, no one knows this war is happening.

Huh? How do you know this? This should be a secret!

Rhonin became even more curious, but Vereesa's fingers pinched her waist fiercely. Only then did the archmage realize that he had asked a stupid question. Based on the rumored relationship between Cirvanas and Dick, It was not surprising for her to know this, but both Rhonin and Vereesa misunderstood this time. The news was told by Sylvanas by Liadrin before leaving. Shove a special Illidari teleportation stone into Cirvanas' hands, and once the worst happens, the King of Outland who sits in the Storm Fortress will even personally take action to save the lives of these people.

Yes, that was one of Dick's demands too.

Here we are! This is where I found the emblem!

Jia Moore led the group to walk through the ruins for nearly 10 minutes. At the end of the crooked path, there was a dilapidated ruin. Farther away, there was a demon camp that had not been destroyed by the energy cannons of Storm Fortress. The tauren flicked his tail, looked at the tall demon guards patrolling back and forth not far away, and whispered,

It was near the end of the battle. I was separated from my regiment and entered here by mistake. Don't look at me like that, okay! You guessed it, I planned to escape, but the accident I found this place, there were no demons stationed here at that time, I found a storage box in the deepest part of the ruins, and there were many things similar to this emblem, but I only had time to take this away!

Jia Moore scratched his chin, and said with some doubts, To be honest, I feel that the storage box should not be placed there by the devil, because it is half buried in the ground, as if it is a special sign.

Cirvanas and Vereesa glanced at each other, seeing the excitement in each other's eyes, Vereesa's voice became excited,

In other words, Eldest Sister probably didn't die. She escaped from the devil and left these things on purpose. I knew that a ranger as powerful as Eldest Sister would definitely not die in this place!

Cirvanas's reaction was more rational. She reached out and took off the white warbow from her back. It was her substitute for the longbow of the ancient guardian. After Kael'thas knew about this action, The royal collection specially lent to her temporarily. There is an astrolabe in the center of this bow for aiming. In the deep darkness around, this astrolabe is accompanied by the waving of the longbow, leaving a brilliant light and shadow in the air. .

Go in and have a look!

General Ranger pulled out a slender orange arrow from the quiver on his back, like a sharp needle of a creature.

Spirit string longbow, void spikes!

Cirvanas stood up abruptly from her hiding place, and once again drew the familiar bowstring with both hands, the void spikes beating with deadly light jumped and buzzed in her palm, the moment she drew the war bow, Two beating lightning bolts circled back and forth on her arm, making this arrow more dangerous and crazier.

Filled with the best wishes for the missing relatives, Cirvanas opened his fingers lightly, and the moment the void spike was shot, it was wrapped in blue electric current, and the speed increased by at least 30%, even if it was just an arrow , after flying out of the bowstring, it also became a beating blue thunder. Before the patrolling demon guards could react at all, the arrow accurately pierced into the very center of the patrolling team.

The next moment, the blue energy exploded, like a missile full of lightning, sweeping away all creatures within 30 meters of the landing point.

The scorching wind of Marton blows Cirvanas's hair, her beautiful face is full of indifference and murderous intent, the Ranger General standing there holding a war bow is like a sharp blade drawn out of its sheath, with a sharp edge people.

Behold, the Ranger General who rules the skies is back!