Azeroth Trail of Light

Two days later, Dandabar.

The cold dwarf fortress in the falling snow used to be a less lively place. It originally existed as Fandral's headquarters, and it was built entirely for war considerations, so we can't expect it to be so perfect.

But now, in the cave with a huge construction area, it is full of warm braziers. The enthusiastic dwarves even took out their own military supplies for free, and even the orcs sent a considerable amount of firewood. Meat and herbs.

Here is now the temporary residence of the mages who escaped from Dalaran.

It is no exaggeration to say that almost all the guys who escaped from the city of death were injured, and when the homeland and the country were destroyed, not many people would pay attention to the conditions of the place of residence.

In fact, many people have not yet recovered from the hell scene two days ago.

Not everyone is a born fighter, and not everyone can take death as seriously as Dick.

In the past two days, although priests from the Silver Hand and Ironforge have treated these mages, a small number of mages have chosen to end their hard-won lives. Those are all in the upheaval and lost all their families. poor man.

Even a mage, at this time, is no different from ordinary people.

Dick stood alone on the edge of Koran's Dagger, looking at the Dalaran Great Plains far away. He had a premonition that just today, the Great Demon, the Burning Legion, a number of people are more dangerous than the undead Scourge. Ten times as many enemies will appear in this world.

Cirvanas sat on a chair beside her with a sullen expression on her face. Compared with Dandabar, the temperature of Koran's Dagger was warmer, but like Liadrin, the Ranger General was still a little bit uncomfortable with this cold breath. Unable to accept it, she was wearing a bearskin cloak presented by Marshal Fandral, and was chattering about Vereesa to Dick.

After getting acquainted with Cirvanas, Dick discovered that this cold high elf, the original Queen in history, is actually a guy who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, especially for friends who are recognized by her. The pressure to share your troubles.

For example, now, the matter about Vereesa and Luo Ning made this heroic female general heartbroken.

Two days ago, in order to protect Rhonin whose mana was exhausted, Vereesa was charged by the death knight and slashed in the abdomen. If Cirvanas hadn't gone early, I'm afraid she wouldn't have seen her worry-free sister.

But yesterday, after Vereesa woke up, the first thing she did was to ask about Rhonin's safety, and she didn't even find her second sister sitting beside her bed. Now, Cirvanas barely suppressed her anger, It broke out again.

She asked Vereesa to go back to Quel'Thalas with her, but Vereesa was unwilling. The three Windrunner sisters inherited the family's free and strong will. In other words, both of them are very stubborn guys. No one could convince anyone, and Dick heard Liadrin say that the two almost had a big fight in the end.

Dick listened to Cirvanas' ramblings, but thought in his heart, this guy, Rhonin, is really lucky to be able to fall in love with a beauty like Vereesa, even at the expense of turning against his relatives.

You know, in the game, Luo Ning has the title of Life Winner. Let the beauty willingly give birth to twins for him, and even once led the situation in the whole world.

But in the end, this guy did use his life to explain that he is indeed a person worthy of Vereesa's dependence.

Ronin pushed Jaina and Vereesa into the portal just before the Focusing Iris mana bomb that Garrosh Hellscream, the third-generation leader of the orcs, threw at Theramore However, he died in the big explosion in Theramore.

Although he died humblely, it cannot be denied that this guy is indeed a real man, a responsible person.

Cirvanas was still talking, but was interrupted by Dick's extended hand.

Walk with me, Shiva.

Dick tilted his head, looked at General Ranger, and pointed to the Dalaran Great Plains, Go there and have a look, I always feel restless.

General Ranger gave Dick a weird look. Although she was a little surprised, she did not reject Dick's proposal. As we said before, the high elves have inherited part of the elves' traditions and regard marriage as sacred, but For love, there is a completely opposite freedom and romance.

This is also the sincere pursuit of beauty by the elves, which makes them develop this weird view of love.

But to be honest, Sylvanas didn't resist having something to do with Dick. Whether it was on the battlefield of Quel'Thalas or on the plains of Dalaran, Dick had perfectly proved himself, maybe he I didn't even realize that in the eyes of others, he was already a very reliable person.

But still the same sentence, when putting all his heart on the eldest lady, Dick seemed a little clumsy in this regard.

When Dick and Cirvanas rode their horses and headed towards the outpost on the edge of the Dalaran Great Plains, in the ruins of Dalaran, where there was almost no breath of life, a secret summoning also happened. ongoing.

In the ruins of the Violet Tower, traces of being burned by magical flames are vivid. Antonidas' eruption before death destroyed almost a third of the city. He grabbed Alsace and beat him hard. In the end, his strength reached the limit. I'm afraid he can really drag the King of Death Knights to hell together.

But even so, Alsace, whose life was saved, is still in a terrible state. Black mist surges around his body, repairing his body injuries every second. The dark energy fed back by grief is still maintaining Alsace's body, and I'm afraid he will have to transform into another state of existence.

Having said that, at this time, Arthas should be thankful that Frostmourne's character is not bad. If he encountered someone like Tian Qi, he might have swallowed it in one gulp.

The domineering, handsome and cool Lord Nathrezim every time he appeared on the stage, Tichondrius also had a sullen face and did not speak. Only one of the beautiful horns on his head remained, and the other was taken by Antonidas. The blade of time, cut off close to the forehead, looks strangely asymmetrical.

Kel'Thuzad, who presided over the summoning ceremony, seemed to be intact at the moment, but if you look carefully, you will find that the six golden chains that originally imprisoned the tyrannical magic power in his body are now only four. The bone claw also lost three bone fingers. The old sorcerer finally used his life to explode himself, which was really cruel to the betrayed lich.

Therefore, when the strength soars to the level of epic heroes, although they are not invincible, the price to be paid to completely eradicate them is too high.

Lord of the demons, Burning Scar, in the name of the end of the world, we respectfully offer sacrifices with the wailing of the dead. Where there is order, where the magic blade is directed, humbly chant your words My name, Lord of Polluted Starry Sky, I pray that you will come to this sad world again!

The Grand Lich didn't have the slightest fluctuating voice, and recited the prayer to summon the Great Demon. As he said it, he gathered the magic power of Tichondrius and Arthas, and poured it into the huge monster in front of him, covering an area of ​​almost In the center of the dark green magic circle in the entire ruins, the purple staff Eye of Dalaran is inserted on the ground.

Beside the Lich, a thick golden tome that is beautifully decorated but permeated with a distorted and chaotic atmosphere floats in the air, accompanied by the Lich's chanting, and the strange crooning that appears at the same time as the voice of praise, This tome full of taboo knowledge is constantly turning outwards.

Automatic without wind.

This is the Book of Medivh preserved in Dalaran. It is said that the astral mage with mixed reputation and reputation wrote evil knowledge about the abyss and demons when he was possessed by the soul fragments of the dark titan Sargeras. , is also one of the essential key items for summoning the Great Demon.

It is said that mortals will fall into the fanatical worship of demons even if they just take a look at it. The three grimoires are actually all quoted from the Book of Medivh, that is to say, this is the supreme artifact of warlocks.

With a huge amount of dark magic power pouring into the eyes of Dalaran, this mysterious staff of unknown origin and whereabouts seemed to have awakened its inner will. The magic power is stored in the body, and then transformed, and injected into the magic circle on the ground.

The three of Kel'Thuzad withdrew from the magic circle, and the green magic circle lived over, and dots of light appeared in the magic circle, and then expanded rapidly. At this moment, even Alsace's eyes couldn't keep up with those fast-moving The evil magic pattern, this magic circle is like being lifted from the ground, the magic circle drawn on the ground by Tichondrius himself, turned into a magic pattern composed of light, when it rises to the height of three people , the contraction becomes a point.

At this moment, the sound of Hongda's bell, the wailing of the dead, and the sudden green storm on the Dalaran Plain joined together with the cracked sky.

A purple claw protruded from the crack, and the next moment, the sun and the moon changed, and the entire Dalaran Plain, and even the sky in the entire northern border, changed from day to pitch black at this moment, without a trace of darkness. The darkness of light, and then the first rays of light appeared.

It was a dark green light. It was a blue giant more than 20 meters tall. He was not as ferocious as a demon. On the contrary, he had a very strange face that was definitely a humanoid intelligent creature. The blue face Below, there are constantly surging tentacles, and behind it is a tail decorated with magic patterns.

This humanoid creature tore through the sky, and walked to the ground step by step. As he approached, a mind-burning nightmare appeared in the darkness, then the bell of destruction sounded in everyone's hearts, and finally, it was about to tear the spirit. pain.

Both Dick and Cirvanas, who were far away on the edge of the Dalaran Great Plains, couldn't help taking a step back. The ordinary soldiers had already rolled to the ground. Sensing that something was wrong, the old orcs Drek'Thar and Fandral Stormpike who came to the sentry through the portal opened their mouths immediately.

Dick looked at the blue figure that appeared on the Dalaran Great Plains. His left hand, the silver hand that had remained unchanged since the transplant, suddenly became hot and irritable. Dick could feel it. Only the fist left by the titan wants to fight!

But no! At least not now!

Dick was sweating all over his body, his right hand tightly pinched the wrist of his left hand, and his whole body began to tremble in pain. Cirvanas hugged him in a hurry, and was about to leave when he saw When it came to the big devil who seemed to dominate the world, he played new tricks.

He waved his hand arrogantly, the darkness returned to the palm of his hand, and the light filled the world again. At this moment, all the bystanders felt out of their minds. This kind of power...unimaginable.

The Great Demon stood in the center of the Dalaran Great Plains, as if playing, casually picked up a handful of dust on the ground, and scattered it lightly, everyone could clearly see that the dust in the air constituted the current state of Dalaran. The projection, like a soldier who lost his life, was thrown into a dark hollow.

The big devil lifted the dust model upwards with his hands, and the entire Dalaran Great Plains began to shake. Under everyone's dull eyes, Dalaran, which had sunk tens of meters underground, unexpectedly It rose into the sky, as if a pair of invisible hands were holding it up.

The great demon looked at what he had done with satisfaction, then stretched out his hand, like a naughty child, and crushed the dust model of Dalaran in front of him. The next moment, the city of Dalaran floating in the air was like It was held in the palm of the hand by an invisible big hand. Amidst bursts of roars, the city of Dalaran, which was said to be harder than steel, was destroyed so easily.

All the buildings were wiped out by that hand, and Dalaran is gone! The dust and gravel flying in the air fell mercilessly on the ground, and the human civilization seemed so weak in the face of a stronger force.

The city... disappeared!

When the seventh bell rang, the great demon seemed to have lost interest in this kind of trick. He threw the Dalaran base like an upside-down mountain to the edge of the Dalaran Great Plains. Impressively, it was where everyone was.

After doing all this, the great demon who never looked back at the explosion distinguished his direction and strode towards the east. In just a few moments, the giant blue figure disappeared into the ravaged land. In the shapeless land.

God...god...

Marshal Fandral was lying on the ground trembling all over. The old orc seemed to have lost all his strength. Van Erga and Balinda had fallen to the ground in despair. Ronin was expressionless, and Krasus clenched his fists. Cirvanas' legs were a little weak, she forgot that she was still supporting Dick who was twitching all over, so the two of them quickly rolled to the ground, extremely embarrassed.

But no one paid attention to this embarrassing scene.

Thousands of meters in front of him, the overhanging mountain peak was smashed into the ground, and the roar almost shattered ears. Everyone lay on the ground and shivered like frightened chickens. The trembling lasted for ten minutes!

This blow killed at least tens of thousands of undead, and permanently changed the terrain of the Dalaran Great Plains, but everyone was not fortunate, because they had no chance of winning in the face of such a force that could overturn the world. possible.

Look... Archimonde, the Burning Legion... This is the enemy this world is about to face...

Dick's dreamy voice came to everyone's ears, How can we resist... such a power?

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