Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Bastion of Ascension is a great place.

A good place in every sense of the word, any visitor who has been to this peaceful and beautiful place will always be full of praise for the temples and cloud towers that represent the peaceful order on this land.

Of course, there are also the lively animals running around on the endless golden plains, as well as the Gryen angels who always spread their white wings and fly around in groups in the clouds.

Those holy creatures with blue skin seem to embody all the best qualities of the dead world. They are humble, loyal, brave, pure and wise.

Every Gryen Angel who has completed the road of promotion is like a perfect saint walking out of a fairy tale, making every contact and interaction with them feel like a spring breeze.

Not to mention the lovely, versatile and hard-working deacons on this magical land.

Those magical creatures like owls seem to be symbiotic with Ascension Fortress. Their existence is part of this magical land. They serve their respective saints and provide comfort to all travelers and tired souls who have won the goodwill of Ascension Fortress. Food for the soul, wine to soothe the soul, gorgeous roofs that warm and welcome you, and even one or two relaxing tunes from your hometown.

No one knows how the Deacons were born.

But the only thing that is certain is that the deacons come from the Eternal One who rules this perfect land, the first Kyrian with wings, the most determined and loyal Kyrian queen, the consul, and the eldest daughter Grace Tia's gift for fort promotion.

In short, this is definitely a beautiful place that people can remember vividly, and it probably conforms to the description of every paradise in the beliefs that can be born in every civilization in every world of material stars.

This is paradise!

A true paradise.

Only those kind souls who meet the various virtues of the Ascension Fortress can set foot in this paradise after death, and embark on their own path of advancement under the leadership of Saints and Greens.

On this land, only by forgetting the past can we get a new life of salvation.

But today, everything seems to have changed.

Lady Loyal St. Jedworth, as usual, strolled in her temple located in the northwest of the country in the gorgeous morning light of the Ascension Fortress.

As one of the five virtues under the eldest daughter who represents the cornerstone of the order of the fortress, Devos enjoys a high status and reputation on this land. She and the other four saints are the hands of the eternal, and they manage together This heavenly land.

The noble eldest daughter is not directly involved in the management of the Ascension Fortress and the Kyrians. Ever since she set the rules in the ancient times, the eldest daughter has been committed to perfecting the ascension path she has set for the advancement of souls. This is a long-term work, but once it is completed, it means that the kingdom of death’s arrangements for the soul after death will enter a more perfect era.

It was a grand matter related to the most basic rules of the Kingdom of Shadows. Every saint could understand the responsibility shouldered by the eldest daughter. Therefore, no one would go to the Paradise Castle to disturb the eldest daughter's eternal thoughts if there was no real major event.

Facts have proved that the path of upgrading set by the eldest daughter for the soul is very useful.

The five saints who initially passed this promotion path were all outstanding, and under their coordination and management, the entire promotion fortress was prosperous.

Of course, the recent lack of anima has swept through the entire Kingdom of Death, and the Ascension Bastion is not immune, but the Kyrians have always focused on purifying themselves. Their moral standards are very high, and they are very restrained in the enjoyment of anima.

This has allowed Ascension Fortress to accumulate more anima reserves than other countries in the past. The disaster of anima deficiency will not be able to put the beautiful country of the eldest daughter into turmoil for a while.

But for the Loyal Saint, there is something more troublesome than the lack of anima that is troubling her.

She passed by the gorgeous steps of her Loyal Temple. A group of Kyrian candidates who were on the road to promotion stood up to pay tribute to the noble saint. The Kyrian angel who taught them also closed his book to say hello to his saint.

DeVos, who has always been known for being cold and fair, showed a restrained smile, indicating that they should continue to realize the truth, goodness and beauty of the soul, and do not need to care about their own passing.

But even the candidates who have not yet truly entered the road to promotion, that is, those Kyrians who have not received the white wings given by God, can easily see the distress on the face of the Loyal Saint and the complexity in his eyes.

They were discussing in low voices some disturbing gossip that had been getting more and more intense recently in the Ascension Bastion. It was said that the eternal duty of the Kyrians, that is, as the messengers of death to and from the curtain of life and death, the great work of guiding the souls of the dead was about to be eliminated by the five saints. Stop.

No one knows what caused the saints to give up the duties of the Kyrians, but no one would suspect that the saints were brewing some conspiracy against the eldest daughter.

The souls who can become saints are perfect, and they will not have any selfish motives at all.

But DeVos didn’t tell these simple candidates that the truth was 10,000 times crazier than their guesses.

It's not that the saints noticed the trouble in performing their duties and were preparing to suspend the reception, it's that the real big trouble has already appeared. The saints should have made plans early but delayed the decision to terminate the mission until now.

After the Eternal Arbiter was attacked and shut down by a mysterious assassin, the souls that had not been arbitrated could not be sorted into the appropriate kingdoms and all fell into the Maw.

The Kyrian angels are constantly picking up souls, but the more they bring back, the more innocent people will fall into the Maw.

In the past few months, at least nearly a million souls have been sent into the Shadow Realm by the Kyrian angels, but the result is that these millions of souls who were supposed to have different fates after death were all thrown into the abyss.

Although this matter was not done by the Green Angels themselves.

But seeing the souls they brought back unable to be properly resettled and having to go through the horrific torture of the Abyss, all of this has made the angels who are fighting on the front line of their missions mentally and physically exhausted.

Loyal Saint Jedworth knows more horrifying truths.

In the past month, more than two hundred Green Angels have had doubts about their mission and responsibilities. Before they have even finished their promotion journey, they have begun to question whether there are terrible loopholes in the rules set by their eldest daughter.

After the current order of the Death Kingdom has visible problems, Eternals like the Eldest Daughter should have stepped forward to correct the order, but He did not do that. Instead, he still asked the Kyrians to continue their own path of promotion and continue to perform their duties. responsibilities.

But this is tantamount to aiding the tiger!

Any Grian angel with any brain would know something was wrong.

The terrible doubts born in their hearts will lead to the corruption of the pure Kyrians, and the forgotten past will come back to haunt them like ghosts in the shaking of their hearts.

They will be turned into terrible things.

"Something must be done!"

Loyal Saint Jedworth stood alone at the highest point of her temple, standing under her sculpture built by the deacons. In the golden morning light, she clenched her fists and thought:

"I must go to Paradise Castle immediately. The saints must pay attention to the issue of the 'Forsworn'. If this continues, the rules set by the eldest daughter will collapse in a short time.

but.

But are all the rules she set for the purity and rebirth of the soul necessarily right? As the soul guiders, we should have protected those innocent people, but they fell into the abyss before our eyes.

This is a mockery of our so-called responsibilities. It is no wonder that the new recruits are so doubtful about the meaning of their existence.

After all, even I”

"boom"

The sudden loud noise suddenly interrupted the loyal saint's deep thinking, and the terrifying space vibration caused Ms. DeVos to enter a fighting state.

She waved her hand and grasped it, grabbing a gorgeous war spear in the shining golden light and holding it on the ground. She also used her power as a saint to activate the defense system of her Loyalty Temple.

A huge amount of anima energy was extracted into the defense core, and a blue light curtain rose up to protect the chaotic Loyalty Temple.

Many candidates were injured in the unexpected shock. The cute, plump stewards were running around to heal the wounded, and the vigilant Kyrian guards flapped their wings and took off for defense.

But the next moment, like their saint, they were all petrified by the terrifying scene in front of them.

In front of them, at the end of the connection between the fortress-promoted floating island country and the inter-realm, at that moment when the pale and boundless mist of the inter-realm blew up like the tide of a storm, a strange green stream of light fell like a meteor shower, destroying the arrogant inter-realm. Tear apart, like a pair of rough hands parting all the fog to reveal the path of conflict.

Then, in the strange changes in the morning light, a huge shadow that was impossible to see with the naked eye "jumped out" from the interspace like a whale shark, and suddenly appeared in the unprepared world like magic. The promotion fortress is in front of you.

It was not a floating city, nor a floating island market for brokers, nor a ship or a small island looming in the realm. It was something more terrifying.

That's a whole kingdom of death!

A continent no smaller than the Ascension Fortress rushed out suddenly. Amidst the horrified screams of countless Kylian candidates, the burning Death Kingdom crashed into the Ascension Fortress. .

Fortunately, the impact of this continent was not directly mounted on the main body of the Loyalty Temple, or even caused subsequent disasters such as earthquakes.

It's very similar to the regular operation of an experienced driver. Whenever you think he has no time to slow down and is about to hit you, he can always use a moment of arrogant operation to make you truly understand what is rough and fine, and what is technical flow.

But unfortunately, although it did not directly hit the Loyalty Temple of Devos, the desolate and dark continent in front of it hit the Ascension Fortress exactly at the Loyalty Temple northwest of the Ascension Fortress and the Temple of Courage in the middle of the country. In a no man's land in between.

The two continents were like interlocking connectors, completely connected in this impact that was neither light nor heavy.

And then, after DeVos flapped her wings and took off, she saw with her own eyes a dozen floating cities shining with the light of death flying out of the smoke and dust at the impact location, rushing into the Ascension Fortress with a sweeping momentum. In the airspace, in the shadow under the floating city of death, the soul-selected knights charging on the wild bull have completed the landing.

The loyal saint's blood ran cold at this moment.

She knows what it is.

Maldraxxus!

The war realm known as the defenders of the Shadow Realm launched an invasion of Ascension Bastion, but they knew nothing about it.

The saints didn't even know why the war started.

But seeing the floating city of the Withering Academy, protected by the three floating cities of the Sharp Eye Academy, begin to pour deadly plague into the land of Ascension Fortress, DeVos knew that Ascension Fortress must fight back.

Otherwise all is lost.

"Fighters of the Loyal Temple! I am your Saint Jedworth! As you can see, despicable invaders have broken into our country, and they are polluting the gorgeous place of promotion with their filthy power!

As righteous people, we cannot turn a blind eye to this!

Their troops are approaching the Temple of Courage. Guards of the eldest daughter, follow me into the sky! Meet the enemy! We cannot leave our brothers and sisters to face the enemy alone. "

DeVos's roar quickly spread throughout the Loyalty Temple.

Under the call of their own Saint, the Kyrian warriors in this temple quickly gathered together, and a large number of activated Hundred Heart Arbiters who could fly accompanied them.

These mechanical guards made by the war craftsmen of the Deacons have always been the best comrades of the Kyrians. Their fearless minds will not flinch or be afraid at all even when facing the war madmen of Maldraxxus. .

DeVos' reaction was fast enough, but it was still a little slow compared to Maldraxxus's war speed.

When the Loyal Saint set off from his temple with reinforcements to support the besieged Temple of Courage, the closed door of the temple had already been shattered under the attack of the Queen of Creation Fenna, and he was already impatient. The vanguards roared and rushed into Gryen's temple, slashing at them almost as if they were entering uninhabited territory.

"boom"

A Kylian candidate holding a war spear was chopped down by Master Vol. The latter seemed to be frightened and collapsed on the ground holding a broken spear.

Master Wall didn't care about this. He walked up with the bone sword stained with blue blood, grabbed the frightened candidate, looked into his eyes, and said:

"Well, pathetic recruit, you must not have learned how to fight. You simply failed to live up to your promotion."

"Why?"

The candidate who was grabbed by the hair struggled, and was mercilessly thrown to the ground by Master Wall. The gladiator master kicked the candidate in the chest and raised the bone sword like an execution.

Under his gloomy hood, his eyes burning with fighting spirit reflected a tribute that was about to be offered to victory.

When faced with the question from the Green candidate, Master Wall's answer was simple:

"No reason."

"puff"

The brutal bone sword slashed down, and with the hot blood flying, Master Wall dragged the bone sword and licked his lips with residual stitching marks, aiming for his next prey in the chaotic crowd like a hungry wolf.

He could feel that his murderous heart, which had been dormant for many years, was beginning to beat, like rusty gears re-rotating bit by bit. One enemy after another was devoured into his mouth, but those delicious flesh and blood couldn't let him go at all. The wild fighting spirit was satisfied in the slightest.

not enough!

This is not enough!

Master Wall didn't know exactly where he was, he didn't know where he was attacking, he didn't know how many enemies there were, and he didn't even know why he came here to fight the weak Kyrian.

But it doesn't matter.

He just wants to see blood flowing like a river!

He just wants to go on a killing spree!

And he was sure that every Maldraxxian around him thought so.

Only a blue body with a torn heart was left behind Master Wall, who was howling and pounced on his new enemy. Several ghouls from the Creation Academy had already discovered him.

They are howling to put this fresh corpse on the scavenger chariot and transport it back to the floating city of creation. The suture masters have already prepared enough suture tables, and the commander is eager for more construct warriors.

"This is war, kid, and there's no reason for it."

Master Wall waved his sword feverishly, and enemies fell one after another in front of him. The blood spilled when they fell symbolized the terrifying skills and terrifying combat power of this veteran of many battles.

He seemed to be answering the stupid question just now.

As he swung his sword again, he laughed wildly and shouted:

"Killing and being killed is the way of war! It is victory! It is Maldraxxus! Praise to the War Overlord! Praise to Grom Hellscream!"

He had a lot to say to these Kyrians.

But he was too lazy to speak, so he used weapons to convey his views on the war.

Pure warriors don't need any ideals at all. They don't need to understand justice, let alone be kidnapped by morality. All they need are the weapons at hand and the enemies in front of them.

As long as they have these two things, they can live forever.

So, the reason, purpose and significance of riding a horse!

In the name of war and death, let the orgy of slaughter begin.