Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1810 36. The line of court clowns is really TM volume

   "woo woo woo"

   The low horn sounded from the quaint forest horn. Facing the morning light, the young Druid Malfurion Stormrage puffed out his cheeks and kept blowing the artifact in his hand.

   This is the "weapon" given to him by his mentor Cenarius, the king of the forest.

   Shaped from the power of nature, this horn can exert the power of nature on the forest, transforming those huge trees into powerful ancient war trees, and transforming less powerful trees into numerous treants.

   This is what Malfurion must shoulder in this war. He must constantly revitalize the forest to replenish his military.

   Of course, as a Druid apprentice, although Malfurion is gifted, he really hasn't learned the level where he can fight the demon army by himself.

   Just like his brother Illidan Stormrage is still a rookie, if Brother Egg wants to kill a high-level demon, he has to use the forbidden power to extract the magic power of his companions.

  Any great hero takes time to grow, and so do Illidan and Malfurion.

  But they have done the impossible. When the rebel army was about to collapse, they joined the doomsday battlefield against the devil with the powerful demigods as promised.

   Of course, the two brothers certainly didn’t rely on their own eloquence to escape from the claws of the angry demigods, and the mess Blake Chip threw to them almost cost the lives of two rookies.

   It was only the appearance of Cenarius at a critical moment that gave the two brothers the opportunity to "pull the wind" today.

   To be honest, it is not difficult to persuade the demigods to join the war. These great beings born from the power of nature and life are part of the world order, and they have no favors for the demons who destroy the order.

   And the wisdom of the demigods can also allow them to understand a very simple truth.

  If the elven rebels can't repel the demon vanguard in Suramar, if the city is destroyed by the demons and the second portal opens, then there will be no civilization that can stop the burning legion from raging in this world.

   To help the elves is to help themselves and their families.

   "The army of the forest must attract the attention of the demons here, creating a chance for Lord Ravencrest to counterattack or break through."

   Above the sky, facing the light of dawn, Illidan shouted to his brother:

   "The demigods will raid the center of the demon army, they can disrupt the entire battlefield, the key is to kill the demon commander and the high commander.

  I'm going to tell the high lord this news, Malfurion, can you be here alone? "

   "My mentor and Lady Aviana are with me, and the storm of the sky will protect me."

   Although it was the first time Malfurion had fought against such a ferocious demon, this low-key young elf had the same courage as his younger brother.

   He held the horn of nature in his hand and said to Illidan:

   "Be careful when you cross the battlefield, brother."

   "We will meet again in Suramar City."

  Illidan waved to Malfurion and lowered his body above the giant eagle, letting this powerful creature carry him across the battlefield full of demons.

   Beneath him, the mighty savage demons had already slammed into the front of the forest army, but their furious offensive was useless against the calm ancient trees and the fearless treants.

Those ancient war trees with a height of tens of meters just waved their hands, just like the war sickle swept through the demon army and pulled the **** vacancy. compatriots or treants trampled over.

   If the opinions of the ancient trees are not considered, the entry of this army of "vegetative people" will undoubtedly bring great pressure to the demons who have a great advantage.

   The mighty force of life in the world of Azeroth has fought back, and the demons feel like they have built an iron wall.

   "Burn! Burn those trees with fire!"

  In the rear of the demon army, Tichondrius, the dreadlord who led the army under the orders of the polluters, stared grimly at the "spoilers" who were advancing on the edge of the battlefield.

   The counterattack of the life force did not surprise the upper demons. The Burning Legion did not know how many worlds had been destroyed. They were already familiar with this kind of thing.

   And the cunning Dreadlord knew very well that even if the elves brought in an army of nature, it would not change the balance of power between the enemy and the enemy. There are endless demons passing through the portal all the time, but there are always trees in this world.

  This cunning and vicious dreadlord sneered and waved his claws, and soon a huge and ferocious abyss lord strode forward and stopped in front of Tichondrius as the ground shook.

   "Ronokorn, the Destroyer sent you to assist me. It says that you are the most courageous abyss lord under its command. I am eager to see the destruction you have caused on this boring battlefield."

   Tichondrius stretched his voice and pointed to the defense line of the Great Temple where the elves were still stubbornly resisting. It flicked its claws and said:

   "Before those nasty vegetative people and elves join forces, I order you to destroy those miserable lives!"

   "I love this command!"

  The cruel abyss lord happily accepted the cannon fodder task that was almost dead, and his vicious burning eyes glanced at the Dread Lord and said:

   "Crushing flesh is more fun than burning a tree, and the screams of life are more pleasing than the whimpering of a dead tree falling, but I feel weird life seeping into the battlefield, Tichondrius.

   They are coming for you. "

   "The legendary wild demigods of this world? It looks like they want to throw the Legion into chaos by killing me. What a sad empiric bastard."

  The Dread Demon King sneered a few times without caring, its hideous figure was hidden in the shadows little by little, it said:

   "Then let them come, I don't mind playing this hide-and-seek game with them, time is on our side anyway."

   "Bah, coward!"

  The abyss lord, who is the adjutant of the Dread Lord, scolded rudely.

   Of course he knew what Tichondrius was up to, but his shyness to fight head-on made the big **** contempt.

The rude big-ass adjutant spit out a mouthful of lava saliva with a temperature of several thousand degrees on the ground. After melting a few unlucky demons, he lifted his poisonous fel sawtooth spear and turned around with a howling like a charge. Like a mammoth, it slammed into the defense line of the Great Temple fiercely.

   The terrifying creature shattered wherever it went, and those demons who could not dodge were trampled by it and turned into flesh, but no one dared to express dissatisfaction with this "beating teammates" behavior.

  Abyss lords are well-known fighting madmen, and the legend that their brains are not enough has long been spread across the stars, and the demon who dares to stand in front of a charging abyss lord is asking for his own death, and is completely unworthy of mercy.

   But the charge of such a monster is fatal to the magical barrier of the Great Temple.

Lord Ravencase had just reassembled his troops, and before he stepped out of the gate of the Great Temple, he heard a loud bang, and the priests of the moon who were maintaining the magical barrier around him vomited blood and fell to the ground. And the moonlight barrier that had been sheltering the Great Temple was smashed apart by the savage big **** wrapped in evil fire.

  The burning of the divine art made the skin of the abyss lord Ronokorn crack open, and the demon blood like magma spurted out, but the severe pain did not affect the anger of the abyss lord, but made it fight with high spirits.

   "Die! Bugs! Die!"

   In the low roar, the huge serrated war spear like a stone pillar swept across the top of the great temple, and the Elune sculpture standing above the temple was smashed and turned into falling rocks and smashed everywhere.

  The terrifying figure was reflected in the panicked elves like a nightmare. The screams of the "little men" were so happy that the abyss lord's desire for **** became more and more inflated.

   "Elune has given you so much power, yet you actually built a shell with it? Sad!"

The brutal superior demon laughed wildly and raised his spear. It was about to destroy this sad temple in ridicule, but unexpectedly smashed the arcane impact full of destructive power from the sky, and it just fell on the eyes of the abyss lord, blowing it up The left eye exploded and it roared and stabbed the weapon in its hand into the sky.

With a    puff, the giant eagle that crossed the low sky was cut into blood by the spear before it had time to dodge.

   And Illidan Stormrage, who had struck a critical strike, danced and fell from the sky. Seeing that the brutal demon was already staring at him with one eye, the high-temperature flames were also brewing by the monster's mouth.

   He's going to die.

  Illidan flashed this thought in his mind, but the young Eggman was not afraid, and when he fell in the air, he also waved his staff to compress his last magic power into sharp arcane missiles and smashed at the ugly demon.

   He is not afraid of death.

   It’s just a pity that I can’t see my beloved girl anymore.

   "Blue Moon! Save him!"

  Lord Ravencrest's roar echoed in the crumbling temple, Lady Blue Moon used the mysterious magic taught by her disciples at a critical moment.

   The khaki-colored streamer instantly enveloped Illidan, who was engulfed by the fel breath, and pushed the time forward by six seconds.

  Illidan, who had already closed his eyes and waited to die, opened his eyes blankly, and found that he was still falling, and the next moment, the light of teleportation wrapped him up and sent him into the depths of the temple.

   "Ah! Bugs! Die!"

   The anger of losing its target made the abyss lord even more furious. It roared and wanted to smash the great temple in front of it, but the moment it started, it felt a sharp pain from its back.

  The King of Black Panthers, who sprang out of the shadows, was wearing wooden armor. He pulled his sharp claws alternately, cutting the flesh of the abyss lord, and flexibly jumped to the top of the great temple amid the splash of magma and demon blood.

   This mysterious and powerful hunter, Lord Ashamane, shook her flexible tail, and the cold light in her eyes stared at the violent abyss lord in front of her.

As the most powerful hunter in the world, she is tired of playing house games with mortal hunters, and the annoying Goldrinn is always reluctant to play with her, which makes the beautiful black cat feel Extraordinarily boring.

   But this hideous and ugly life in front of him once again made Lord Ashamane ignite the raging heart of hunting.

   She suddenly felt that the decoration of her lair was a little monotonous. Perhaps she should put an ugly head of an abyss lord in her warm lair to show her status as a top predator.

   "Ha, the demigod of the wilderness! I like enemies like this, you must be enough for me to kill for a long time."

  The abyss lord who was injured by the raid was not angry. On the contrary, his pathetic attention was immediately attracted by the beautiful and amazing black cat in front of him.

  It also felt that there should be such a beautiful black panther head in its lair to decorate its achievements.

   "Well, the cute big cat is about to catch the mouse. I really look forward to this scene. After all, there will be no legend of Queen Ashamane in the world ten thousand years from now. It's such a pity."

   A strange voice rang in the lovely ears of Lord Ashamane, and the voice happily reminded:

   "Look out for the jagged spear in this big butt's hand, a vicious weapon forged in the magma of the Fel Force, with the filthy inscription of my old friend Kin'garoth on it.

   Being stabbed by it will be poisoned, it is a poison that even the beautiful Queen Ashamane can't resist, you have to be careful not to be stabbed by it.

   In addition, when reaping its shameful life, remember to stay away from it.

   This guy will blow himself up before he dies, and that filthy flame will scorch the fur of the beautiful Queen Ashamane. Oh, yes, I think I should give you some blessings. "

The moment the    voice fell, a dim moonlight suddenly appeared around the dazed black cat.

With the blessing of the shadow moon power, the natural wooden armor on the top hunter Ashamane was quickly shaped into a black moon armor, and the wooden claws on its claws were also forged into terrifying claw blades shining with metallic luster. .

   At this moment, Ashamane changed from a wilderness demigod in wooden armor to a heavily armed steel panther, and even had a delicate black moon emblem on its forehead.

   is like being stamped.

   Queen Ashamane was still wondering about her enhanced power, when she felt a pair of hands slapped on her ass, which she never allowed others to touch, and that **** annoying voice sounded with a smile:

   "Go, the most beautiful steel Garuru under the command of Lord Moon Shadow, kill that ugly bastard. If you and I meet again in 10,000 years, remember to thank me for saving your life.

   But don't tell anyone else that I exist, or something bad will happen. "

"boom"

  The moment that sound dissipated, the sharp vicious war spear smashed into the blank and beautiful black panther's battle armor, and the black big cat flew out with a harsh hissing sound.

   But Queen Ashamane just turned over lightly in the air and landed on the ground like an agile big cat.

   She didn't know what happened just now, or why that weird nasty guy wanted to bless her, but she knew what to do now.

   "bass"

The steel claws shining with the light of the black moon popped out from the claws of the black panther demigod, and the dangerous big cat stared faintly at the violent abyss lord in front of him. A piercing flash of light pierced the head of the abyss lord.

what!

   Hunt time! On! —

"boom"

The ferocious Demon Hound has not yet rushed out of the shroud of the master's long whip, and a strange purple force exploded in the center of the most lively battlefield. The poor ugly dogs were not even able to let out a whimper. Dissolved in the power of the void.

   No bones left.

   Seeing that his most elite demon hound was killed with one blow, the powerful fel lord "King of Dogs" Haka immediately realized that something was wrong.

   It knew it was being targeted.

   So the high-ranking demon who was the first to step into Azeroth kept waving the delicate and weird demon whip in his hand, adorned with skulls of many different races.

   Every time the whip hits, a fissure will open, and a terrifying number of demon hounds will be summoned. In the blink of an eye, there is an army of hideous hounds beside the dog king.

   This is his specialty in becoming a high-ranking commander in the Burning Legion, and it is also the capital of his life.

   But unfortunately, this superb dog training can't save the dog king Haka from the crisis at this moment, because after summoning his hound army, Haka discovered a terrifying fact.

  I am no longer in the real world!

   A strange force pulled its brutal mind out of its body, and now it is in a strange spiritual world.

   In front of Haka, a figure wearing a black hood walked slowly.

"Are you Hakkar? That **** called 'The King of Dogs' I heard that you were an envoy sent by the Burning Legion to meet Queen Azshara, and you were named Queen because you used your hound to perform an excellent drama for the Queen. 'Court clown', right?"

   "You! Who are you!"

   Hakkar sensed a danger that went straight to his heart.

   It scolded and ordered its hound to rush to attack.

   But the dogs didn't respond. Instead, when the latter raised their fingers, they grinned dangerously at their owners and neighed.

   "I am also a court jester who was pardoned by Queen Azshara herself."

  Black raised his head, reached out and took off his hood.

   But instead of the handsome and handsome face, what was revealed was a cloud of faint purple shaking chaos, and seven shining eyes of ten thousand truths stared at Hakkar.

   The latter collapsed as quickly as it melted without even uttering a scream.

   "We don't really have any personal grudges."

  The Silent One looked at the dissolving dog king in front of him, and reached out to pick up the demon whip it dropped and put it in his hand to enjoy it.

   He whispered:

   "But an empress only needs one court jester at a time, so I'm sorry, Mr. Haka, considering I'm going to see my empress soon.

you.

   was fired. "

   (end of this chapter)