Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1716 84. Who said green skin in a wheelchair is a hero?

Seeing Mimiron with a weird smile, in a weird and energetic attitude like never before, began to dismantle the head parts of the Garothi Destroyer, the pirate pouted and stepped on the scorching demon wind before him. It flew over to the opposite battlefield.

   He said in his heart that Mimiron looked crazy, but he didn't expect that he was actually an NTR lover inside.

He said no, and said good guardian character, but looking at the passionate movements and the lightning-like symbols that appeared in his weird electronic eyes from time to time, it does not mean that this guy has actually been convinced by Black. Yet?

  Tsk tsk, these mechanical creatures are really fun to play.

   But contempt is contempt, but the pirates didn't make any mockery.

  This Mimiron is a real psychopath, and he never hides it himself. A pirate can taunt a normal person wildly because he can guess the reaction of a normal person, but he will not provoke a lunatic.

  Even the ancient gods can't predict what miraculous ideas a lunatic brain will come up with in the next second, especially in the face of a lunatic with magical skills that can blow up continental shelves.

Now that the Anti-Magic Alliance is marching forward, with Eredar in command of the Council and the Deceiver running away, and the Dread Lord's upright internal jump, Black needs Mimiron to contain Antorus, the last of the Burning Throne with The mechanical legion of the turnaround ability and their masters.

As long as Mimiron can hold the apocalypse engineer Kin'garoth, who holds a dangerous power, until the coalition forces break through the soul cell used to contaminate the Titan Soul, the war on the expedition to Argus will be won by at least two-thirds .

  Then the mortals exit, and the remaining third is Black's "trouble".

   "Forward! Occupy the passage!"

On the outer cliff leading to the inner palace of the Burning Throne, Varok Saurfang has done his best to slash and slaughter. With a golden axe of holy light, every time a whirlwind of flesh and blood is set off, several demons will fall down beside him.

   He was almost stepping on the burning corpse of the demon, and while charging forward, he was still shouting loudly:

   "Drive down the demons! Wait until the second attack of the spaceship opens the passage! This is the last battle, the heroic end is calling, don't give up!"

"stand up!"

   Beside Saurfang, Varian, who had activated his divine power, was also slashing.

   He rushed to the side of a tauren warrior who had been cut down by a demon, pulled him up from the ground, waved his hand and threw a holy light to heal. By the way, the blazing holy flame poured into the ground beneath his feet, burning the approaching demons.

   As far as the eye can see, everyone is desperate.

There are too many    demons, and the villains stationed on the Burning Throne are the absolute elite of the Legion, which gives them an advantage in both quantity and quality.

   Even with the bombing support of the Evil of this World and the thunderous breath of the little star to clean the ground, the Ashes Expeditionary Force suffered heavy losses in less than ten minutes.

   But their hard work paid off.

   They finally made it to the end of the recharge of Zenidar's Arbiter of Light's main battery.

   "Dodge! Dodge!"

On the ground, General Maraad, who slashed and slashed with three demon lords on his own, saw the golden beams used for calibration in the sky pass through the crowd and freeze on the magic steel city wall of the main fortress of the Burning Throne in front. He immediately turned back and yelled warnings at the soldiers fighting in the bombing zone.

   But it is not so easy for the warriors to evacuate on the chaotic battlefield. The demons who have already hit the head will not allow these guys to flee the battlefield weakly.

  The madmen born from the field of fel energy laughed wildly and restrained the warriors in place, and the ferocious burning demons were not afraid of their impending death.

   Anyway, their lives are worthless, and they can be reborn in the Twisted Void when they die, but these delicious souls in front of them are amazing, even if they die together, they can make money.

   "Mage! Where is the Mage? Help me! Quick!"

Seeing that the main cannon of the Holy Light Adjudicator was about to be fired, Muradin, the dwarf warrior who was wielding the divine hammer, shouted and broke the hoof of the doomsday guard lord who was blocking the road in front of him. A skull-shattering blow came, and the dwarf shouted with a broken gong on the **** corpse.

   But the mages are busy too.

   On this chaotic battlefield where the formation has been washed away, it is undoubtedly embarrassing for them to face the dilemma of being besieged in melee combat and take time to throw accurate teleportation.

   But it is a power composed of a group of high-level spellcasters, and the critical moment is really unambiguous.

  Kael'thas threw the phoenix fire in all directions with a flaming blow, melting and burning the demons approaching, giving other spellcasters a few seconds to cast their spells.

  Dean Blue Moon and Merry, who maintained an elegant demeanor even in the fierce battle, teamed up and threw a large-scale teleportation towards the light cannon, sending the nearby warriors and demons to the other side of the cliff.

   Khadgar was also ruthless.

Cos dried tofu, he endured the pain of being stabbed by the demon assassin and completed the final replacement, and together with Drek'Thar who threw the astral teleportation beside him, he sent a group of fallen wounded back to the one above his head. On the evil name of this world.

   In the next instant, the scorching golden light cannon roared again.

For example, the dazzling sword of holy light pierced a crack in the towering city wall of Antorus, and no matter how ferocious the demon went, it turned into ashes in the light. Although it accidentally injured a few friendly troops, this kind of case.

   In short, this blow represented the release of the Holy Light Legion's anger towards the demon. The end of the golden streamer opened a crack in the thick magic steel city wall that was large enough to accommodate a dozen people side by side, still exuding high temperature and anxiety.

  The road to the inside of the demon fortress has been opened, but the commanders are not happy, because they can see clearly that when the light cannon fell, the strongest group of demon hunters who seized the position could not escape.

   Those fearless demon hunters may have turned into ashes

   "Ha! What are you still doing? Go ahead!"

The voice of    pirates sounded over the battlefield at this moment, and he waved his hand as he came from the wind, and the demon hunters who were brought out from the light cannon were all thrown to the ground by the blowing wind.

   It was obvious that the scrap pirates who arrived just now completed the final rescue, and finally did not let these blind hunters die under the shelling of their own people.

  It would be a **** of a joke if he couldn't dodge the shelling because he didn't have eyes.

   This scene made the soldiers below cheer, Saurfang also grinned, lowered his head and charged towards the crack opened by the main cannon of the Holy Light.

   smashed away the demons rushing in on the scorching land with the remaining holy breath, and rushed into the inner layer of the Antorus fortress first.

   The others also fought and retreated, advancing towards the interior of the fortress while the surrounding demons were still swarming.

   As for how they will get out after entering, this is indeed a big problem, but after seeing the triangular beacon carried by several archmages of the Holy Light Legion, this doubt was lifted.

   Obviously, they have to use the teleportation tactics that the Legion of Light is best at.

   "Keep people outside!"

   After Varian and the Paladins rushed into the cave, Archbishop Mograine touched the blood on his face and shouted to the others:

   "To block the path of external demons chasing us, there are too many of them, and if we go on like this, we will be dragged to death here! You go! I stay here with the warriors of the Legion of Light.

   Don't let our sacrifices go to waste. "

   Under the current circumstances, although those who rush into the throne will also face terrible danger, but staying in this crack and blocking the pursuit of the soldiers is definitely the end of ten death.

   Seeing that Mograine took the initiative to take on this important task, the two brothers Malfurion and Illidan, who wanted to speak, fell silent.

   Even the benevolent Arch Druid didn't say much, he just made a elf farewell to those paladins, and then rushed into the depths of the throne with his troops.

   There is no time to grieve, the Cenarion Order has suffered heavy losses in the previous battle, and those who survived are full of energy.

   They have already come here, and no one wants to fall before the last pass, which is too embarrassing.

   But before the warriors had time to confirm the next route, a group of "uninvited guests" that no one thought of suddenly appeared in front of them.

   "Draenor is up! Kargath!"

  Saurfang exclaimed, and in front of him, a group of orcs entwined with a ferocious aura suddenly rushed out of the passage inside the Burning Throne.

   is headed by the former Shattered Hand Chief Kargath Bladefist, who "disappeared" after sneaking a boat to the Antoran Wasteland.

   It stands to reason that it should be a good thing for "old friends" to meet, but in the face of these suddenly appearing orcs, the Ash Warriors raised their weapons one by one and looked at them with a look of disgust.

   "You drank demon blood?"

   Black in front of the crowd frowned at the group of Orcs with Shattered Hands in front of him. After Grom Hellscream opened Mannoroth's skull with an axe, the orcs' demon blood was cured from the source.

  Although it will take some time for the entire race to recover, the spirit of the orcs who have not been tortured by the demon blood is back, which can be seen from the violent fighting posture of the orc sergeants under the command of Saurfang.

   But these guys are different.

   Their muscles were abnormally stretched, and their skin was red like a skinned monster. Their eyes were red like burning flames, and even demon-like bone spurs grew on their backs, arms, and necks.

   One by one is violent and frantic, making no secret of their desire for destruction and destruction from the heart.

The orcs who drank the blood of demons for the first time were polluted into green, and the second time they drank the blood of demons, they would show the blood-red color in front of them. Kargath Bladefist, who led these hand-shattering orcs, was one of them. "Outstanding".

This orc "beautiful man" who once had flowing black hair has now turned into an out-and-out "savage orc" monster. His flowing black hair has long since fallen off and replaced by a scalp full of ravines, and his body is strong enough to Incredible, full of fallen power.

   Facing the disgust and hostility of the people in front of him, as well as Black's questioning, Kargath moved his neck and walked towards the coalition forces. This action made Tyrande immediately raise the Moon Bow in his hand.

   But the next moment, Black waved his hand, signaling Tyrande not to be impulsive.

   He looked at Kargath, as if waiting for an explanation.

   "Of course I drank demon blood, idiot."

   Facing Saurfang's rebuke, Kargath didn't care.

  The burning-eyed Shattered Hand Orc Chief grinned evilly, and the fangs that grew like animal teeth because of the demon blood stuck out of his lips, making this guy look even more terrifying and savage.

   His vocal cords seemed to be damaged by the second drink of demon blood, making his voice hoarse.

He says:

"Only by drinking the blood of the demons can we convince the demons that we are truly 'submission', but these idiots don't realize that after the death of Malonos, as long as we can control ourselves, the runaway blood of the demons will no longer exist. Will take us again into the abyss of madness.

   Of course, I know that in the eyes of these heroes, we are still irredeemably depraved.

  Black!

  Master Uncrowned, do you think I'm a fallen one too? "

   "No no no, I'm just like you, Kargath, I won't be carried away by the mad words of idiots, and the way I see the world has always been different from others."

  Black shook his head, walked to Kargath, and said:

   "But I also know that the results of such a sacrifice for a Master Assassin must be quite astonishing, so tell me, Kargath.

  What kind of good news you have brought us these few days at the price of your filthy soul? "

  “Shu”

   A rolled up hide was thrown at Black.

   The latter opened it in his hand and glanced at it, then laughed and threw the thing to Maiev behind him.

   Ms. Warden and Tyrande looked at the animal hide at the same time, and there were several layers of structures inside the Burning Throne drawn with a fairly professional technique, and detailed roads leading to different areas were also marked.

   This thing made Tyrande look at Kargath strangely.

   This Orc

   He actually used this method to complete the impossible "reconnaissance" of the Holy Land of the Burning Legion.

   "What you're looking for is on the third floor of the throne."

  Kagas moved his terrifying blade in heavy breathing. He stared at Saurfang and the orc warriors in the crowd. He said:

   "The Elder Witch of Destruction is there to contaminate the Soul of the Titans, I couldn't get in there, but I'm sure you have to go now.

  Those titan souls were already screaming like sissy guns.

   They may be very powerful, but they can't stand it without being able to enjoy the pain.

  Before I left there, I saw that the star on the top of the throne had been turned on, and that thing was the signal to guide Aggramar back to Argus.

   There is not much time left for you, heroes. "

   After finishing speaking, Chief Shattered Hand waved his hand, and a group of evil orcs behind him roared frantically and followed his chief to the crack in the city wall that was fighting fiercely behind him.

Under the silent and strange gaze of the coalition warriors, these "fallen ones" who drank the demon blood for the second time swaggered over them, and some orcs who understood it solemnly raised their fists and hammered a few times on the breastplate .

   This represents their farewell and tribute to the Shattered Hand.

   has always been regarded as a madman, and after disappearing in the past few years, Kargath Bladefist has used this unique method that no one else can think of to justify his name.

   "Hey, you've had something stored with me for too long. Considering that you might die soon, I think it's better to give it back to you."

  Blake stopped Kargath and bounced something like a coin at Chief Shattered Hand. The latter raised his hand and grabbed it without looking back, and the thing was cold.

  Kagas put it in front of him and looked at it.

   That is the badge of the Master of the Uncrowned. Having it means that Black acknowledges that Kargath is a member of the Uncrowned.

   means that Blake agrees that Kargath is an assassin with a creed, and he is no longer the dazed gladiator who has no goals and no faith.

   "You lunatic who drank the blood of demons after the orcs were freed from the curse of demonic blood, of course, you certainly can't do something as great as Grom."

  Black took up his pipe and said to Kargath who had his back turned to him:

   "But you gave up the freedom of your own soul and gave your people and your world and our world the possibility of freedom and victory.

  You, an orc gladiator who was once regarded as a symbol of freedom, finally understands the true meaning of freedom. Congratulations, Kargath Bladefist, the shackles in your heart have been undone by yourself.

  I knew you could do it.

  You will have a place in the sanctuary of the Uncrowned, provided you survive, otherwise we will have to erect a statue for you, and don't expect us to say anything good about it. "

   "What nonsense are you talking about?"

   Chief Shattered Hand grinned wickedly and said disdainfully:

   "I drank the demon blood just to have some fun in the fight, don't make me an abuser who thinks too high, golden cans of holy light."

  Kagas scolded Mograine, who was guarding the rift, in a vicious voice:

   "Don't steal my fun! This is the arena guarded by me! Each of you must kill at least 100 demons to be eligible to leave me!

  Blake, thanks to your care for so long, I allow you to owe me one.

get out!

   Fight hard to please me. "

   (end of this chapter)