Azeroth’s Death Track

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The final battle of the Dark Blade Knights against Alanka Peak Forest began.

The attack time was chosen on the moonless night. The dark clouds shrouded the sky, and there was no starlight, so that the earth was covered by the gauze of the night. It was a good time to penetrate the battle, or the old, undead infantry like the dark sea. The temporarily awakened walking corpses rushed to the Ankaraz Crow's Nest from all directions, and the Crow's Nest was silent as if it were a dead place.

But the crow claw priests are very calm. Behind them are hundreds of solemn and quiet high-level crows. Their bodies are a little stiff, but in their eyes shines a sharp light that does not belong to this bad era.

"boom"

Just when the first skeleton with a bone knife and a round shield entered the crow's nest, a purple flame hit the body, destroying the fragile bone body in an instant, and the flame that lit in the night It was like a signal to go to war. At the next moment, the high-ranking crows rushed out of the crow's nest under the leadership of the leader, and the sudden wind screamed at this moment.

"Uh"

The gloomy storm swept through, like a sharp mark plowed out of the ground, among the flying bricks and stones, the undead infantry along the way were drawn into it, and the body was cut with the weapon between the staggered blades Open, the skeleton is okay to say, when those undead with the body were cut, the smelly blood scattered on this land, making the chaotic battlefield experience of this side worse.

They were strange warriors who concealed their bodies in the storm. They walked briskly and seemed to go against the wind. They could barely see their bodies in the vague figure, the sharp temperament that enveloped the dead bodies, far It is not comparable to the high-ranking raven who has now become a bandit.

"Terok! Terok!"

The fallen crows watched their own dead spirits show great power, and they were already frightened by the death knights. They regained their courage. They screamed and roared a certain name. They followed those who returned from the country of death. Behind the warrior, he spattered the accumulated hatred and anger on the dense undead infantry in front of him.

The shadow magic that the fallen ravens are good at screamed and smashed into the sea of ​​dead souls. Every joint attack would take away the bodies of dozens of undead infantry, but in the face of a huge sea of ​​dead souls, such an attack could not hinder this. The tide of death is moving forward.

What's more, the fallen crows have no concept of formation, they rushed out arbitrarily, and in less than 3 minutes, the crows who bluntly rushed out were beaten back again, and the dead souls like the ocean moved forward silently, in the process of traveling Without saying a word, the depression is almost suffocating.

"Oh!"

A sharp hissing sounded in the darkness, spreading throughout the Ankaraz Crow's Nest, as if the general had issued a new order, those high-level Crow Warriors who were traversing in the sea of ​​the undead waved their wings violently, in the mystery Under the leadership of the leader, they flew into the air, forming a new encirclement around the Ankaraz Crow's Nest, and the power of the high-level Crow manipulating the wind was gathered together as a means of defense.

"Whirring whirring"

The pillar of storm rolled up from the ground formed a solid wind wall almost instantly, just like the wind blades arranged together, any undead infantry close to this wall will be cut by the wind knife, and the fallen crow People were entrenched behind the wind wall, wantonly smashing dark magic on the heads of the undead infantry. These fallen crows who were forced into desperation, in cooperation with those mysterious warriors, actually withstood the sea of ​​undead for a while. attack.

And all of this was seen by the dead lords standing on the hillside in the distance.

"Mr. Saurfang, what do you think of the suddenly appearing high-ranking ravens?"

Yrel asked the silent death lord around her, with a touch of respect in her tone.

Sarufar witnessed the whole process of joining the Dark Blade Knights. Before the Dark Portal, this brave orc was willing to die for his own glory. The kind of tranquility and interrogation before death also made Delai The Death Knight feels the same.

Even if Yrel had a strong aversion to all orcs, at least she could not hate the real warrior in front of her.

"They carry the soul of the warrior in their bodies..."

Saurfang did not show too much emotion for this respect, he died in the world of Draenor, there is no abyss of hell, so his soul is also complete, he did not reject the soul that Tyrion personally carried out Calling, like fulfilling the promise, joined the Dark Blade Knights.

But after his death, he became reticent. It was basically difficult for other people to communicate with him except Glokush, who was also an orc.

At this time, the orc warlord was wearing the black heavy armor of the dark blade knight system, and some black rose carvings were carved on the surface of the heavy armor, which was different from the living orcs who always habitually bent down and stood. The waist bar of the orc death knight was quite strong Straight, carrying the spine tomahawk he used to carry on his back.

This fierce weapon was added with some black steel, and the rune of the dead was carved, just like its owner, it also ushered in a new life.

Under the full-covered horned helmet, there were a pair of cold blue eyes. In the darkness, he looked at the crow warriors who rolled up the storm. He hesitated:

"When I followed the tribe to attack Tongtianfeng, I have seen such warriors...they guarded around the Raven's Sun High Priest and faced the Orcs several times. And now...Look at their posture during the slaughter, as strong as a strong wind, and quietly like silent wind between walking."

"If this is the bottom card of the Fallen Crow, then it is indeed difficult for us to capture this Crow's Nest. Those strange souls are real warriors and difficult to deal with."

"Just like us?"

Yrel frowned and asked, Saurfang nodded. At the next moment, the death knight pulled out his battle axe and strode forward:

"But they are too few! Only the strongest soul needs to be defeated..."

"Wait! Mr. Saurfang."

Yrel hurriedly stopped the orc with explosive fighting spirit. She said softly: "This time we only need to control the battlefield, and the offense will be carried out by another army."

"Another legion?"

Saurfang turned his head, and a trace of doubt flashed in his blue eyes:

"The garrison of the Hellfire Peninsula?"

"Do not!"

Yrel just wanted to answer, and a sound similar to the cry of a storm rang in the dark sky behind her. The roaring noise was like thousands of birds flapping their wings across the sky, Saurfang He also raised his head. In the dark sky, thousands of high-ranking crows flapped their wings across the sky. The dense black spots almost covered most of the sky.

They hold the wings of the seal rune in their hands, and wear light black armor dyed on their bodies, and the bird's eyes shine with a dim and cold red light.

And around these suddenly appearing crows, there are dozens of huge ravens, the thick breath of death wrapped around the bodies of these giant beasts, their hard and steel-like feathers, beating the undead Black gloss.

At the forefront, on top of the armored blue raven, stood a heavily armed female raven, with a dim sun crown, holding two dark golden slender blades at her waist, Between the blue feathers flying in the wind, her eyes looked at the ground indifferently, and the dead rebirth of the Raven Warriors arched behind her, and in the gust of wind, the former princess was like this. A queen who is in the sky.

"They will attack!"

Yrel turned around and said to Saurfang: "Flying Dark Blade... Howler."

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Queen Lech stood on top of her raven. She looked at the Ankaraz crow's nest hidden in the dark forest, and looked at the "comrades" who made a noisy shriek in the dark.

The feathers of the fallen Crow were dim and full of dark power. Their bodies were twisted by cursed blood, their wings shrank, their bodies became fat and unable to soar above the sky, and the original noble souls became hazy and sneaky in the torture of darkness. , Ugly and mad, disgusting from the bottom of my heart.

In this cruel way, the entanglement of the three wild gods and gods of the Crow has torn apart the Crow civilization. After the sacred Tongtian Peak fell, the Crow has no future.

"Look, the living sin creeps in the dark earth, tramples the last glory of the Crow in the mud..."

Queen Lexi crossed her hands and pulled out the dark golden wings at her waist. Her left hand was raised, like a command, the dead crows flying behind them stopped in the sky, and the queen's wings next moment Pointing fiercely at the ground, her hoarse shriek spread through the dark sky.

"Unforgivable! Unforgivable! Unforgivable! The spirit of Rukma is watching us..."

"Kill them all!"

"Quack quack"

The death crows made a cruel hissing sound, and the dead and reborn soul had longed for destruction and killing, and the death energy in the body that had become "purified" was led out, wrapped around the sharp wing blade, and died The moment the spirit rune was ignited, the wings were gathered, and the death crows who roared into the ground like meteors from the sky immediately set off a storm!

Shadows and frost storms falling from the sky!

The scene where thousands of dead crows smashed into the Ankaraz crow’s nest at the same time was shocking, just like a group of meteors descending from the sky. The wind blade wrapped in the crow’s wings easily cut through the forest that enveloped the ground. After the air raid tactics best done by the Raven Guards 600 years ago, the forest around the Ankaraz Raven Nest has been completely razed.

Even the earth was covered with a layer of white frost soil in the wind blades flying around. In this cold night, the temperature suddenly dropped again.

This wave of blows from the sky has crushed the confidence of the fallen Crows once again. Although the Crow Paw priests are not willing to fail to manipulate the awakened Necromancers to fight back, the bottom layer of the fallen Crow has already Losing their last hope and courage, facing the dark red eyes, the crow screamers who are surrounded by the frost storm, they can only scream and flee.

When the Necromancers who rolled up the storm were recalled, the wall of wind that blocked the advance of the Necromancer also collapsed. After the Shrieker of the Dark Blade Knights defeated the defense of the Fallen Crow, the Necromancer We rushed into the Ankaraz crow's nest without hindrance, and began to cruelly slay these fallen crows who were stubborn.

Those returning undead crows were caught in the air by the crows of the Howler Legion, and the brutal and deadly storm hunting started in this darkness.

"Clang, clang"

The sound of a crisp collision of weapons sounded over the crow's nest. Queen Reshie, who had just blasted and killed the three dead crows, suddenly turned back, and she crossed her arms and retreated in the violent wind.

This is a standard air assassination!

The Queen waved her wings to maintain balance. Opposite her was the Death Crow holding the wing blade, which was no different from other Death Crows, but Lexi could feel a strange familiarity.

"who are you!"

Lexi clenched her dark golden wings and questioned them in the sky, and the Death Crow opposite her didn’t say a word. He just waved his left hand, and the entangled storm whistled. The next second, the wind blade staggered and cut. Xiang Leixi, the Queen of Claws evaded like a fairy in the wind, and the wind blade wiped her body to the ground.

"Bang bang"

The thatched cottage on the ground was shredded by this wind blade, and three gullies were plowed out of the ground. Lei Xi narrowed her eyes. She quickly put up her arms. The cold light lit up in front of her eyes, breaking through the darkness, and chopping towards her neck. The wing blade was blocked by his own weapon, and between the sparks, the Queen of Claws was repelled again.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang"

Two strong winds swept through two powerful warriors, staggering battles between you and me in the air. The crows on the ground couldn't even see their movements. They could only see the sparks constantly lit in the sky. It was a collision of weapons. Between the light.

This kind of minute-to-second fatal battle is extremely deadly. The storm wrapped around the body will accelerate the attack of the crow to an extent that an ordinary person can't respond at all. In such a speed of extreme fighting, you can only rely on Respond to your fighting instincts.

Queen Lexi is the best raven hunter and warrior of her era, but even so, when facing this strange opponent, under the fierce attack of the opponent, she can only choose passive defense, which is stronger than her. Storm warrior.

"puff"

The dull wing blade brushed Lexi's neck between the gaps, blue feathers mixed with blood flew in the air, the Queen of Claws quickly backed away, avoiding the opponent's combo, she stretched out her claw-like fingers, Touched the blood on the neck.

Just a little bit less, she would be beheaded by the strange crow in front of her.

But that familiar feeling became more and more clear in the battle, until the iconic beheading wind blade was swept a moment ago, a name appeared in Lexi's mind.

"It's you! Terokk, the king of claws, only you can converge the storm on the blade so perfectly, and only you can wield such a perfect beheading. Those **** still call you back from the dead country. .. they are **** it!"

The dark red energy of death wrapped around Lexi's injured neck, she re-held the slender wing blade, she looked at the silent Crow in front of her eyes, a flash of pain flashed in her eyes.

"It's hard to imagine our group meeting in 600 years is such a scene, but I always wanted to ask you that those Hagel priests kidnapped me, persecuted me, when my broken body fell helplessly to the cursed When on the earth... Where are you strong?"

"my father!"

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