Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1278 28. It's all the master's task

   "Those **** undead killed! Where did they come from?"

   "Gosh, they're endless!"

   "Quickly block the door!"

   Today's Hellfire Fortress is very noisy after nightfall, and the guards of the evil orcs on every sentry tower are doing their best to ring the alarm bell.

   Those clamoring bells represent a dire message that the largest fortress on the Hellfire Peninsula is under attack.

   And it is a full-scale attack, the most terrifying attack.

   Logically speaking, it is not so easy to attack Hellfire Citadel, and the number of evil orcs abandoned by the old tribe in Draenor is considerable in Hellfire Peninsula.

   And the demons placed this group of servants here to guard the Dark Portal, so in addition to the evil orcs who stick to Hellfire Citadel and Broken Hall, there are also small clans in the local area.

   They were the fort's first line of defense.

  Once there is an invasion of foreign enemies, the nearby evil orc tribes will be dispatched first, and their numbers are enough to buy enough time for the defenders of Hellfire Fortress.

   And in the canyon below the fortress, there is also a very elite army of evil orcs.

   At least in the hellfire peninsula, which is already barren and inexhaustible, there is no such force that can easily approach the fortress.

   But just now, the assembled evil orc clan was "submerged" by the sea of ​​white skeletons before they reached the vicinity of Hellfire Fortress.

   Nearly 1,000 Evil Orc Wolf Cavalry bravely rushed from the flanks into the seemingly fragile sea of ​​skeletons, but they were arranged in an instant without even a single wave.

  What is even more terrifying is that the evil orcs and their wargs who were "scratched to death" by the skeletons would stand up staggeringly and join this never-ending death march within a few minutes after they died.

   Too many skeletons and dead!

   They have "flooded" the entire Path of Glory, and their numbers continue to proliferate as they approach Hellfire Citadel, enough to frighten the most rabid fel orcs.

Orcs also have an ancient tradition of psychics, and the Shadowmoon clan was once famous on Draenor for harnessing the dead, but even the Shadowmoon clan's most powerful priest of the dead couldn't have produced such a horrific death in such a short period of time. army.

   The fel orcs were terrified.

   They began to close the gates on the front and both sides of Hellfire Fortress, and it seemed that they were preparing to stick to the fortress and wait for the support of the demon masters.

   "What a coward."

   The bad reaction of the enemy made Lord Ravencrest very dissatisfied, and also dissatisfied with the magic sword Apocalypse in his hand.

   The evil blade is longing for fresh souls, but it doesn't need to eat them, it just simply desires to torture these violent souls and cut them apart piece by piece.

   Their wailing must be amusing.

   "Ow"

   A low and cold roar sounded in the direction of the Dark Portal. Black, who was riding behind the flaming phoenix, looked back and saw that there were two pitch-black ash bone dragons emerging from the huge green vortex.

  Crows air power is finally in place.

   In the command of Lord Ravencrest wielding the magic sword below, the two bone dragons that entered Draenor immediately flapped their bone wings and flew towards Hellfire Fortress.

   Black also whistled, causing the sky to speed up and fly above the fortress, spraying scorching flames on the heads of the fel orcs scurrying around outside the fortress.

   He is making kills.

  These burnt guys will also become new members of the Black Ravens under the infusion of the aura of death.

   Watching the compatriots who just died staggeringly rose up from the flames and slashed with their weapons, even the demon beasts who drank too much demon blood and burned their brains would feel fear.

   The two flying bone dragons did the same thing after they approached. Under the raging power of the sky, the entire outside of the Hellfire Fortress was quickly cleared.

  This fortress is indeed extremely strong. Once the evil beasts block this ghost place, no matter how powerful the sea of ​​​​dead is, there is no way to enter it in a short time.

   But the problem is, the death knights don't need to break into the fort at all.

  Because there are not only their "soldiers" on the road of glory, there are also many corpses of innocent people who died inside this hellfire fortress.

   "It still doesn't work."

   Black, who was sitting behind the phoenix, looked at the sea of ​​undead that had begun to disperse below. Those newly awakened skeletons had lost control, and they began to attack everything nearby.

   This means that with the help of the Demon Blade Apocalypse, the number of undead that can be manipulated by the great lord Ravencrest has reached the limit.

   Although the front of the army composed of nearly 10,000 dead skeletons is indeed shocking, but in the eyes of the well-informed pirates, it still lacks so much meaning.

   Prestige is prestige, but it’s still a little short of the level of “oppressing sentient beings”.

   "It's good that Apocalypse can do this."

  Xalatas whispered in Black's ear:

   "Although that magic blade also has the infusion of death aura and a special forging method, it is suspected to be the Deathly Hallows forged in the Shadow Realm, but its power attribute is more inclined to single-person combat.

  It has the property of spreading plagues and curses, but it is not good at controlling the undead. "

"Yeah, if it is replaced by Apocalypse's sister sword, Frostmourne, the magic sword that specializes in commanding the dead, it is estimated that Lord Ravencrest will be able to kill at least two-thirds of the souls of Hellfire Peninsula with a single shout. Scream all."

  Blake rubbed his chin and looked at the increasingly chaotic sea of ​​undead below, he said with some regret:

   "But that's enough, the fel orcs, who have never fought against the army of the dead, and are seriously inexperienced, can't stop such a sea of ​​undead under the internal and external difficulties.

   Lord Ravencrest didn’t say anything big, he could indeed capture the fortress before dawn, but this army would only bully the evil orcs. Once the support of the demons arrives, the situation will become a little more complicated.

  Fortunately, I arranged for someone to be there in advance. "

  The stinky pirate picked up the black owl helmet and buckled it on his head. With the anima effect of the seven-headed giant beast, he could feel the position of the witch of destruction who was controlled by his own mind.

   That guy is in Shadowmoon Valley now and is very "happy" right now.

   "Tsk tsk, worthy of being an advanced race of succubus, this dissolute attitude towards life is really shocking, doesn't she pick it up? As long as the opposite is a male?"

  The smelly pirate didn't look at the situation over there, so as not to stain his eyes.

   He didn't want to peep into the passionate private life of a demon.

   will grow corns.

   "Male? You look down on the succubus too much, little master."

   Xalatas gave a strange laugh and said:

"Devils like succubus are quite magical beings, and I seriously doubt that they are the ultimate incarnation of the concept of 'desire' in the stars. Succubuses are not just for men, as long as there is any life around them when their **** is rising, they will be killed. They are seen as objects to vent.

  I have seen some succubuses polluted by the void in the void world.

   Their brains were burned by lust, and they actually took the initiative to play some exciting games with the void creatures. Tsk tsk, it's really terrible, the taste is so mixed that the dark essence like me can't accept it.

  Speaking of which, isn't the little master going to get himself a succubus pet? In our inconvenience, maybe she can."

   "Forget it, they are too wild, and a human like me is not evolved enough to accept such a "stimulus"."

  Blake refused this malicious request with a sullen face.

He waited in place for a few minutes, and Shaheras was finally 'finished', so the stinky pirate used the spiritual beacon implanted during the forced mind control to the saboteur who was savoring the aftertaste but still had a dissatisfied expression on his face. The witch sent an order.

   At the same time that the demon started to move, the undeads that the Black Ravens had aroused finally opened the closed gate of Hellfire Fortress.

   Under the command of Lord Ravencrest wielding the magic sword, groups of death knights jumped down from the flying bone dragons, and each rushed into the fortress with controlled undead.

  The brutal slaughter begins.

   "Go, you go too."

  Black threw a pair of Hidden Blades to the hooded Assassin apprentice Cirdan riding a spirit dragon behind him, and said to him:

   "Go for vengeance against the murderer who slaughtered the Draenor, let out your inner anger, and I need you to have an undisturbed calm before you really start learning the dark arts."

   "Okay, Tutor."

   The former vigilante clasped his hidden sword and rode the spirit dragon down. He fell among a group of mindless undead, and followed them into the **** and scorching hellfire fortress in front of him.

  These dead bones have no flesh and blood, and they can no longer see the posture when they are draenei, but when they acted with these vengeful dead souls, Cerdan did not have the slightest fear or disgust in his heart.

   He seems to have returned to the protection of the tribe, and he is acting together with the tribe.

   This is a belated revenge for the draenei.

   But better late than never.

   "bass"

   The Hidden Swords on Sedan's arms popped out, cutting off the neck of an evil orc who was washed down by the undead and trampled to the point of death. The blood stained his hands, making the light in the former Vindicator's eyes even colder.

   He no longer needs to persuade himself to forgive these slaughterers, which makes him feel comfortable and free.

   With blood on his feet, he walked towards the next fel orc who was struggling to escape with his broken legs, the Hidden Blade on his arm dripping blood.

farewell.

  My weakness—

   "No, no, the warriors of Azeroth have invaded Hellfire Citadel!"

  In the Temple of Karabor in Shadowmoon Valley, the demon witch, who had just finished refreshing, pretended to be in a panic and rushed into the top floor of the old draenei temple that was contaminated with fel energy and filled with darkness.

   She bowed respectfully in front of her "new master" and reported the new news she had received to His Excellency Magtheridon, the powerful abyss lord who was dozing in front of her.

   she screamed:

   "My lord, another group of shameful **** has stepped into your carefully designed traps, cheering for the defeat of the weak fel orcs, perhaps your presence will make them panic.

The    Legion will have another glorious victory, and you can have some fun in your boring life. "

"Um?"

   The awakened Magtheridon shook his short but tyrannical wings.

   Its four hooves like a mammoth propped up its body, shaking its body to shake off the scorching evil fire, making the petite demon witch have to dodge to avoid getting burned.

   "It's really good news, I'm going crazy with my spare time."

  The rude and violent abyss lord laughed loudly. It grabbed its vicious halberd flowing with fel energy from the side, and stared at the charming demon who had just become its adjutant with its fierce inverted triangle eyes.

   The demon witch adjutant it trusted before was unfortunately killed in an assassination a few days ago, and Shahras was "just right" recommended to it by some demon leaders.

Abyss lords are all ruthless and brutal guys. Magtheridon quickly forgot the unfortunate one after he got a new adjutant. After all, Shahras is also very good at doing things, and it took a few days to serve the abyss lord comfortably. Clothes.

   It was easy to gain the trust of this stupid hunk.

   "Open the portal to Hellfire Citadel! My lieutenant!"

   Magtheridon laughed and said:

   "I'm going to have some fun."

   "Uh, my master, you should probably report to Lord Kazzak before you act."

  Shaheras rolled her sly eyes, she deferentially reminded:

   "After all, Lord Kazzak is the commander-in-chief in charge of the war on Draenor, and he has the trust of the deceiver, and your hasty actions may be used by the cunning one who loves power.

  You know that because of your great power, it has been fearing you and suppressing you. "

   "Kazzak is a fart!"

  's "loyal advice" from the considerate adjutant instantly angered the furious Magtheridon, the unthinking abyss lord waved his terrifying halberd and roared:

   "I am the most powerful commander under His Majesty the Destroyer, and I am the true Lord of Draenor! I can go wherever I want, and stupid Kazzak doesn't even want to restrain me.

   Besides, that idiot has been addicted to playing hide-and-seek with those hemp sprites lately.

   It's not in the Temple of Karabor anymore.

   Am I going to put down the fun and wait for it to come back? "

  The Lord of the Abyss is eager to fight. This is the tyrannical and destructive desire imprinted in the bones of the Anehran demons. The fire of the soul burning on its head has risen, representing Magtheridon's desire to kill.

   It's impatient to harvest the lives of the little mice that have broken into Hellfire Citadel, just as it has done for the past few months.

   Use the weak Hellfire Citadel as a trap to lure the ignorant into it, and then sweep through the bodies of the wretched with violent power, playing with their lives and souls.

   This is the only fun Magtheridon can have in the boring world of Draenor.

   Oh, by the way, this wonderful idea certainly couldn't have come up with the muscled head of a pit lord.

  This is a vicious suggestion from its long-forgotten former lieutenant, and from this point of view, the death of the demon witch whose name no one even knows is not wrong.

So under the scolding of Magtheridon, its "loyal" adjutant had to open the portal to Hellfire Citadel for it. After the arrogant Magtheridon rushed into the portal with a laugh, Shahra However, as its adjutant, he prevented Magtheridon's demon guards from going to support.

   "Lord Magtheridon, Lord of Draenor, has said that he will enjoy the slaughter alone, and use his mighty might to sweep away the foolish invaders!

   This is the fun of it today. "

   The cunning Demon Mistress stood in front of the closed portal, and she scolded the two sturdy fel lords in front of her with pretence:

   "Do you want to interfere with Lord Magtheridon's happiness? Can you afford this responsibility?"

   The two Fel Lords looked at each other.

  Uh, these stupid words are really like Magtheridon's muscular head can say, and this charming demon witch in front of him has indeed won Magtheridon's trust.

  The two hesitated, and finally did not ask Shahras to reopen the portal, but just as they turned to leave, the debauched demon witch stopped them.

   "Hey, you two."

  Shaheras waved his six hands, put his charming and seductive figure into a debauched posture, and said to the two fel lords:

   "Since I can't get things done today, why don't you come and have some fun? I'm bored too, the hellhound just now was too weak to let me enjoy myself at all.

  You two look strong, do you want to try the challenge of conquering the succubus?

   We still have a lot of time to waste before Lord Magtheridon returns. "

   (end of this chapter)