Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1280 30. Good things must be learned to share, right, His Royal Highness

   Magtheridon ultimately failed to achieve his goals.

Although it is quite confident in its own strength, after all, among the Anehran demons, except for Lord Mannoroth the destroyer, who is the most well-deserved strongest, Magtheridon belongs to the top of the second echelon of the power sequence. .

   Its arrogant self-proclaimed Lord of Draenor is more than just boasting, and in terms of sheer brute force, even Kil'jaeden's most trusted Doom Lord, Kazzak, is far from its rival.

   As for the king of the abyss, Agona, who was just assassinated by the demon hunters, he was just an old guy who dared to be king by living a long time.

   But even with such terrifying brute force, the high-ranking commander of the Burning Legion still hated the cursed lands beyond the Watch Keep amid the siege of a swarm of mortal legends.

  It died in a world far, far away from its own army, and it was not until the moment before its defeat that it realized that its loyal guards did not step into the battlefield with it.

   Its muscular brain was still wondering why his luck was so bad today when death came, and he didn't even suspect that his charming and charming demon witch adjutant had some bad intentions?

   But death is very forgiving to demons.

  The moment Magtheridon's head was pierced by the Apocalypse, its soul was summoned by the Twisting Void to return to the place where all demons were born and reborn.

   Of course, the greedy Apocalypse ripped apart some of the pit lord's soul fragments as his own playthings, which would make Magtheridon revive in the Twisting Nether in a weaker state, and take more time to return to his heyday.

   That will be a long time.

   No matter how hard this cruel and stupid guy tries, he will never be able to keep up with the final battle of the Burning Legion in Azeroth.

   "This demon is really tough, but why did it appear in Azeroth?"

Ronin, the Archmage of Watch Island, dragged his exhausted body to the side of the Great Knight Turalyon. In order to suppress the self-destruction of the Abyss Lord's fel energy at the last moment, he and the Archmage Ansrem Ruinwiver and the Archmage The three of Vargas worked together to mobilize the power of the local magic net, giving others the possibility of a fatal blow for the abyss lord.

  Ronin rubbed his aching forehead and whispered to the disgraced great knight:

   "It rushed out from the other side of the Dark Portal. Are the demons planning to invade our world? Could this reckless demon be their vanguard?"

   Turalyon shook his head, he didn't get any relevant news.

   He looked back at the knights who participated in this battle. Several were seriously injured, and they were afraid that they would not be able to follow them into Draenor.

   The downsizing of this mission gave the Great Knight an ominous premonition for the next journey.

   He looked at the elf death knight grand lord who was pulling the screaming death blade from the head of the abyss lord. He felt that he should be able to ask some information from this guy.

   "Your Majesty Ravencrest, we got the news of the Black Raven Knight's transfer from Val'sharah before we set off. I didn't expect you to enter Draenor one step faster than us."

   As the leader of the Cenarion Expedition, Hessaly Black Crow took the initiative to talk to the death knight high lord. After greeting the high lord with the etiquette of a junior, she asked in a neat style:

   "I want to ask you, was this demon's entry into Azeroth your plan? Or was it an accident?"

   "Why do you ask me about such a thing?"

  Lord Ravencrest looked at Hisari suspiciously, he noticed the other party's long burning hair, and he said in a strange tone:

   "Didn't you discuss it with your master? This is Black Shaw's plan, and he wants to use this demon's attack as a warning to Azeroth.

  The devil is not far from this world, those in power who don’t care about disaster predictions should look at this issue more soberly! "

   "Uh, please don't use that title to describe my relationship with Mr. Black."

   Hisari Crow's cheeks flushed red, and she lowered her head to correct Lord Ravencrest's statement, and then explained in a low voice with a few complaints:

   "Lord Black has voluntarily ended all relations between me and him not long ago. I now know no more about his thoughts and plans than you do."

   "Well, it turned out to be a contradiction. No wonder I saw him change to a more beautiful bird as his detection method."

   Death Knight High Lord pouted.

   He didn't understand why he always heard these gossips that he didn't care about, so he made a casual comment, which made Miss Black Crow even more embarrassed.

  Things are not what you think, High Lord!

   You are getting darker and darker.

   Black Crow was about to give a good explanation, but saw the death knight wave his hand and speak seriously. Ravencrest looked at the people around him, and he raised his tone a few times and said to them:

   "The Black Ravens have taken a critical forward fortress with Black Shaw on Hellfire Peninsula in Draenor, which will be the meeting place for the powers of the next two worlds.

   If you have nothing else to delay, please go there as quickly as possible.

   Judging from my experience in the War of the Ancients, today's victory is just an unrecorded footnote in this eternal war, demons like this abound in the Burning Legion.

  You can show off your achievements with its head, but you must know what you are facing!

  This is all I have to say, everyone, I will leave first. "

   After finishing speaking, the indifferent death knight carried his **** magic sword, turned over and mounted the ghost hippogryph, and galloped towards the gate of darkness, leaving only a group of people in a daze.

Ravencrest's words dissipated a lot of the joy of defeating a powerful enemy. If a guy like Magtheridon who needs several legends to go all out to defeat is only the backbone of the Legion, then they have never really faced. Warriors of the Burning Legion, it's time to reassess the threat of the Legion.

   "Hey! You guys, don't get too close to the demon's corpse, the demon blood of that guy can contaminate the soul! Do you want to be the same as those green-skinned captives?"

   Archmage Ronin's rebuke made Turalyon come back to his senses. He looked back and saw that several Iron Horse Brotherhood veterans were trying to take off the demon's claws and scales as trophies, but they were driven away by the spellcasters.

   Magtheridon had just died, but the demonic blood flowing from his corpse had already begun to pollute the barren and desolate world beneath his feet.

   "It must be disposed of immediately!"

   Kael'thas Sunstrider, who no longer concealed his identity, reminded Turalyon with a serious expression:

   "The encounter with the orcs has completely shown us the threat this unique demon poses to the world. We can't let it expose the corpse like this. We should report this to Stormwind City, and then we must set off immediately, great knight."

"Um."

  Turalyon nodded, and after discussing with Archmage Ronin for a few minutes, he finally decided that Dalaran would deal with the body of the abyss lord, and the others immediately set off for the Dark Portal.

   After everyone left, Archmage Luo Ning looked at the huge demon corpse in front of him with a headache.

   The stench of the demon blood it oozes out is extremely foul, making the nearby ground look like hell. As an orthodox mage, he has absolutely no experience in dealing with the remains of such a high-ranking demon, but soon Ronin came up with a solution.

   Didn't Dalaran just recruit a group of warlocks?

They should be experts in this area, so let them take charge of this matter, but they don't seem to have a good level of professionalism, um. Let's contact Nartharas College and ask Dean Lanyue to send an expert over here. Oversee this.

  Ronin quickly made a decision.

   He was about to teleport back to Watch Fort when he suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself lightly.

  I am so stupid!

  Since we have to contact Nar'Thalas College for help, why not send a letter of help to the caster of Quel'Thalas?

   said that the cursed land is suspected to be haunted by demons who are good at hiding, and asked them to send an elite ranger commander to sit in town.

   Sister Windrunner is busy coordinating Farstrider's timeless clone, and the second sister is still busy in Northrend. Isn't that only the third sister who has time to come?

   In this way, I can stay with the gentle and lovely Miss Vereesa again!

   The hapless archmage Luo Ning had a happy look in his eyes. He looked back at His Excellency Magtheridon, who was lying on the ground so ugly, and suddenly felt that the abyss demon king also became pleasing to the eye.

  "If I can get married in the future"

  Ronin whispered to the abyss lord who died tragically:

   "I will definitely thank you, Your Excellency Magtheridon! I'll leave it to you this time."

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On the other hand, after a few hours, the complex "Draenor Expedition" finally crossed the Dark Portal. While they were dizzy by the unique teleportation experience of the world portal, Hellfire Peninsula was bad and bad. The scorching dark red earth appeared in front of them in a malicious way.

   Not only is the ground cracked with lava and flames, but the high concentration of fel energy in the air also makes it difficult for all Azerothians to breathe.

   Worst of all, the remnants of the war where the Black Ravens drove the undead to attack Hellfire Citadel are still there, and the entire Path of Glory is littered with corpses wandering out of control.

   Until the aura of death in their bodies dissipates, they will remain in this state, attacking all life that steps into this land.

   "Everyone, the mounts are ready."

   A black raven knight said indifferently to the leaders of the expedition:

   "His Excellency the High Lord and Mr. Black are waiting for you in Hellfire Fortress, please go and meet them. The road to glory is currently impassable, and it will take several hours for the undead here to calm down, and then the large army will be allowed to pass.

   All followers can now set up camp near the Dark Portal. Hellfire Fortress has just been baptized by war and needs some time to clean up. "

The interim leader Turalyon looked at the others, and after there was no objection, they rode on the death hippogryphs prepared for them, crossed the road of glory and the scorched earth covered with blood, death and corpses, and finally in Hellfire. The upper platform of the fortress fell.

  This place has been completely taken over by death knights wearing black raven armor, and Saraiin spellcasters are purifying the fel energy in the castle, and there are skeletons and undead servants walking around carrying supplies.

   On the flying platform not far away, a group of death knights were repairing a torn ash bone dragon.

   The deceased acted quickly, concisely and with a strong military style. Apart from being incompatible with the living, this is exactly what an elite division should do.

   In the crowd, except for the two leaders of the Cenarion Expedition who knew about the Black Ravens in Val'sharah, the others had no contact with these death knights.

   But Turalyon did not have much disgust and hostility towards these dead people. He knew that in the great desert of Silithus, thanks to the help of these dead people, he could kill the ancient **** C'Thun.

   They are in the same group as themselves.

   Although they are hard to like.

   "Yo, my friends, it's an honor to host you in this **** world, please come with me, although the conditions are poor, I still prepare a feast for you.

   The more difficult the conditions are, the less we can lose our precious etiquette. "

   When they walked into the broken hall of Hellfire Fortress, they heard a voice that everyone was familiar with.

   In front of him, the smelly pirate Black, who had changed into a suit of elven nobles, was opening his arms to everyone in front of him as his master. At his feet, the little murloc who also wore a robe spread his arms, grinned with a murloc smile, and welcomed the distinguished guests.

   "I know you have a lot of questions, come, let's sit down and talk slowly."

  Blake swept across the crowd in front of him, his eyes stayed on Hisari Black Crow for a few seconds, while Miss Black Crow lowered her head and did not look at him, probably full of complicated and embarrassing moods.

  The smelly pirate didn't care, he made a gesture of invitation and said:

   "Come with me, everyone, after the banquet, we still have a lot of things to do. Oh, by the way, Prince Kael'thas, please come with me first, there are a few people I want to give you."

   The little murloc who was kicked took the place of Black's duties, and led the crowd to the banquet hall with a croak.

  Black and the handsome prince walked to the other side. After pushing open an orc-style door, Kael'thas saw a group of miserable members of the Sacred Relic Association sitting inside.

Seeing the appearance of His Royal Highness the Prince, the elves who had been through hardships and even had to pray to the **** of trash, and then were ruthlessly abandoned, the elves who couldn't even be a beggar were moved to tears, and they could not wait to hold Kyle Sass burst into tears.

   This expedition in Draenor was a nightmare for them.

   There were a total of thirty people before the departure, but only eight people were left alive to the end, and the others had already died in the terrible pursuit.

Seeing his skinny people and the aggrieved expressions on their faces that made them want to cry, Kael'thas felt very uncomfortable. The kind prince patiently listened to their complaints, comforted them warmly, and personally Unleash healing to heal their wounds.

   After a lot of comfort, the rest of the people were quieted down.

   "Your Highness, we sacrificed so many treasures that we found only to be snatched by this pirate."

   The last leader of the Sacred Relic Association, Hui Blade, grabbed Kael'thas' arm and whispered to the prince:

   "You must take it back, it is the essence of the Draenor world, the key to the further advancement of the magical civilization of Quel'Thalas, and it is a gift we are ready to dedicate to the royal family of the Sunstrider.

   You must get it back! "

   "Hey, I can hear you whispering."

   Blake, who was leaning against the door, snorted, and in front of Kael'thas took out a golden ring whose magic power lingered into a real streamer, and threw it up and down in his hand.

   is like throwing a ball of light composed of pure arcane spells, so Kael'thas couldn't help blinking his eyes.

   As an extremely gifted spellcaster, Kael'thas could feel the mind-blowing power emanating from that ring.

   A gem!

   That is an absolute gem!

  Black pouted and said:

   "It was my watchmen who fought off the Black Knight with difficulty and rescued you bereaved dogs from the ruins of Highmaul.

If they go too late, you will be wiped out by the group, and this so-called treasure will also fall into the hands of the devil's dog-legs. Rounding up is considered to be in the hands of the legion, and it will become the devil's use to attack Azeroth. terrifying weapon.

  It was I who saved your lives, and it was I who rescued you from the terrible nightmare of being sinners in the world. You just don’t thank me, and you speak ill of me in private.

  You Quel'dorei elves, you really need to clean up! "

   "Lord Black, stop blaming these poor people, they are just loyal to their mission."

  Prince Kael'thas shook his head and said to Black:

   "State your terms.

   But for this ring, I have lost twenty-two outstanding people, and it must be returned to the Quel'dorei. This is non-negotiable! "

   "Has this reached the expected bargaining stage? His Royal Highness has indeed become a mature man who can be reassuring."

   The smelly pirate whistled happily, rubbed his hands together and said:

   "Come on then, let's make a deal that will please both parties, I'm also curious, what price can you pay to get this ring that is powerful enough to change fate from my hands?"

   (end of this chapter)