Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"How could there be any magical artifact in such a desolate place? Ms. Elisande is really dizzy."

As the nightborne's elegant portal opened on the beach across the long strait between Suramar and the Broken Shore, the first spellswordsmen to set foot in this place complained to each other.

Their work has been very stressful recently.

Because the Children of the Night have decided to open the city, the training level of Suramar's main ground forces has suddenly increased.

I was exhausted after training every day.

There is absolutely no happiness from the leisurely fishing time of the past ten thousand years.

Various gossips are spreading wildly in the city. Everyone is saying that Ms. Alisande is planning to start a war, but there is no conclusion yet on who the target is.

A large number of magic swordsmen are assigned to perform tasks in different areas. This frequent transfer seems to confirm this view of war.

There are also some more outrageous rumors that Ms. Alisande has completed a conquest without the citizens of the city being aware of it.

She built a city in a distant place overseas for the Nightborne that was leftover from the Elf Empire. As long as it was cleaned up, the Nightborne could leave Suramar, where they had lived for ten thousand years, and settle in a new city.

This news made many people cheer, but it also made many people feel worried.

The main reason is that if there is no magic wine in other places, how can these "alcoholic" children of the night survive?

"Shh! Don't talk! There's someone in front of you!"

Just when the captain of the Son of the Night, who was serving as the vanguard, wanted to continue complaining, the adjutant beside him suddenly grabbed his wrist. The adjutant lady pointed to the ancient temple in the night ahead and said in a low voice:

"Look! There is a group of horses with flaming hooves there. They seem to be the product of the warlock's magic? What race are those guys? Humans or orcs?

So many!

What are these guys doing here?

Is it true that there is a powerful artifact hidden here as rumored? "

"Send a message back quickly!"

The grumbling Captain Nightborne also became nervous at this moment.

While he ordered the arcanists in his team to send a message back to Suramar, he waited for his team to change directions and move towards the Tomb of Sargeras.

But when they crossed a valley, they unexpectedly saw something terrible.

Four black dragons!

Those legendary creatures with sharp fangs and huge wings would be lying in a huddle in the valley on the deserted beach, sleeping soundly.

They looked very tired, and each of them was sleeping very badly.

There are also giant beasts that seem to be having nightmares, and will spit out scorching flames from their nostrils while making thunderous whimpering.

"Back off! Back off, be careful."

The Demon Swordsman captain's eyes tightened, and he hurriedly gestured for the team members to retreat. They seemed to be fleeing and returned to the position where the portal was opened before.

With a giant dragon appearing here, the seriousness of this incident suddenly increased.

They faithfully fulfilled their mission as the vanguard and sent the news back to the city as quickly as possible. A few minutes later, several large portals opened with the positions of the Nightborne Elf Vanguard as markers.

Groups of Shaldorei arcanists riding on war golems, and elite magic swordsmen riding armored magic saber leopards poured out of the portal.

The leader is the second-largest figure in Suramar City, the Great Astrologer Etraeus and a group of high-level apprentices in his Star Observation Tower. They are even stationed on the upper level of the Night Fortress to protect the Night Well and the Great Magister. A large group of magic guards came.

It seems that the news of the black dragon's appearance brought about changes in the strength of the dispatched troops.

“As we all know, the black dragon is the mortal enemy of the blue dragon.

As those of us who have just become vassals of the Magic Legion, if we can offer four living black dragons as 'gifts' to the mysterious Kaudala, the Spellweaver will definitely be 'dragon-faced and delighted'. "

The elegant astrologer, holding a starry staff, walked to the valley platform of Broken Beach, surrounded by a group of apprentices.

He explained the goal of this battle to the arcanists around him.

He said:

"The authority of the magic network has been opened to us. Your magic power will be greatly enhanced. These four black dragons will be handed over to you. Be sure to capture them alive!

If the resistance is severe, death is possible.

The magic swordsman divided into two teams and followed me, and we went to take a look at the tomb. "

The Great Astrologer raised his hand and released a short-range portal. He said to the others:

“I didn’t think there would be anything valuable in the ruins of this temple that had sunk under the sea for thousands of years. After all, we saw with our own eyes how it was destroyed by the cataclysm of heaven and earth 10,000 years ago.

Those miserable defenders were buried into the sea along with the temple.

But maybe something happened during the 10,000 years of self-isolation that we don’t know well. In short, if this tomb can attract dragons after attracting Naga, then it is worth exploring it again. .

We need to establish a semi-permanent research outpost here and bring this beach into our sphere of influence. Huh? Someone came out? "

Aitaeus felt the changes in the tomb in front of him, his expression became serious, and he walked into the portal in front. When he reappeared, he had arrived at the broken bridge in front of the Tomb of Sargeras.

Just in time to see Talon Gorefiend walking out of the tomb carrying the Staff of Sargeras.

The two people who saw each other were stunned at the same time.

Immediately, the Blood Demon's attention shifted to the strange starlight wrapped around Etaeus. The special composition of this magic power made the Blood Demon feel greatly troubled.

The great astrologer's gaze fell on the scepter of Sargeras behind the Blood Demon.

Even though the great astrologer had been in and out of Queen Azshara's court ten thousand years ago and was well-informed, he was still taken aback by this divine staff filled with dark power.

His understanding of magic is far superior to that of Tarongor, the former sorcerer master who is ignorant and unskilled.

Even the Blood Demon can feel the unique power of the Scepter of Sargeras on space, and the great astrologer can only feel it more clearly.

In Aitaus's perception, the staff carried by this strange orc undead spirit was simply a moving "space singularity".

Wherever it goes, it will form a brutal force that pulls the space nearby, twisting all nearby space rules to the extent of "serving it".

"Artifact! A real artifact! It is most likely an artifact of the same level as the Eye of Aman'Thul that forms the core of the Nightwell!"

An exciting conclusion formed in the mind of the great astrologer.

"Damn it! The eyes of this black-skinned elf have become dangerous and greedy! He must be aiming for my precious staff!"

A pessimistic conclusion also formed in Talon Blood Demon's mind.

"We must get the artifact!"

"The artifact must be protected!"

The next moment, the same thought burst into the hearts of both of them at the same time.

Also erupting at the same time was the astral meteorite summoned by the great astrologer activating the "calming spirit" magic formula and raising his hand in an instant.

And Talon Blood Demon waved the dark staff, and with the blessing of space power, hit the great astrologer with a violent and excessive death coil, and there was also an instant fight between the death knights and the elf magic swordsman.

Not even more communication.

Under the temptation of magical artifacts, both parties decided to send each other to hell the moment they met.

Farther away, four tired black dragons sleeping soundly were also attacked by bold black-skinned elves.

These black-skinned elves who have obtained more advanced magic network permissions have stronger magic power, faster spell casting speed, and faster magic recovery speed.

They first created an eggshell-shaped barrier on both sides of the valley to block the airspace without disturbing the black dragons, completely blocking the four black dragons' hope of escaping.

Then he sent out carefully crafted war golems, and let these steel creations, with the magical support of the arcanists, carry the magic swordsmen into the battlefield.

The magic swordsmen held thick chains in their hands, and in front of each chain hung an arrow with barbs like a harpoon.

These things were placed in the weapon slots of the war golems. When they rushed towards the black dragon at close range, they raised their hands and fired them out. Some of them could penetrate the black dragon's scale armor, and some were bounced away.

But when the four black dragons were attacked and were about to run away, they were greeted by black-skinned elven arcanists who had been ambushing on both sides of the valley in advance and were still casting spells in groups.

It is no exaggeration to say that the four unlucky black dragons were almost "smashed" back to the ground from mid-air by the magic frenzy.

These black-skinned elf ladies who have been self-isolated for ten thousand years are really powerful.

After only a few minutes of fighting, nearly a hundred high-level arcanists bombarded him with saturated ice magic, freezing the smallest of the four black dragons into a block of ice.

The other three tired black dragons couldn't break through the maintained air barrier even with their combined efforts. Their huge eyes were filled with despair.

They know that it is only a matter of time before they are frozen into ice.

On the other side, the battle between the great astrologer Etaeus and Talon Gorefiend ended faster, mainly because Etaeus's astrological magic was a super unpopular magic inheritance even during the Elf Empire.

Few people have heard of it, let alone seen it with their own eyes, or captured its weaknesses.

At the moment when the great astrologer marked his body with five stars in succession, and simultaneously detonated the star triangle composed of Orion, Cancer, and Wyvern, the blood demon's armor was completely shattered.

At the moment when the astrological triangle was formed, the exaggerated and unreasonable arcane magic was detonated like a bomb under the control of Etaeus. The legendary body he had worked so hard to grab, belonging to Old Dar Triple Blood Blade, was also blown into pieces by one third by this blow.

This kind of weird magic that was so terrifying that it frightened the blood demon.

He completely lost the courage to confront the unreasonable and powerful black-skinned elf astromancer in front of him. He abandoned his Death Knight subordinates who were still fighting and retreated to the Tomb of Sargeras howling.

He wanted to use the time that others bought him to activate the Scepter of Sargeras in the tomb to open a dimensional rift leading to a safe place.

He could no longer think about the disastrous consequences of opening a dimensional rift in this unstable terrain.

He didn't hesitate at all, and he didn't care at all whether the entire Broken Islands would be destroyed because of his actions.

In fact, the Blood Demon, who was beaten up by the Great Astrologer, was looking forward to the Broken Islands becoming his "parting gift" to these arrogant elves.

"哐"

Aitaeus saw the Blood Demon dragging his body back to the Tomb of Sargeras. He frowned and detonated the remaining two star markers. However, this arcane explosion could destroy a town, but it did not destroy Sargeras. The magical defense of the Tomb of Si.

Later, the great astrologer felt that a destructive force was inspired by the crazy orc undead from the scepter of Sargeras, and was exerted on the space level that was no longer stable.

This orc wants to run!

By the way, the entire destroyed beach was torn into pieces and sank to the bottom of the sea.

He could even see the evil, sarcastic smile on the gray cheeks of Talon Bloodfiend's body that did not belong to him through the shield that shone with magical light.

"This is what you get for messing with me!"

The Blood Demon laughed wildly and exploded the power of Sargeras' scepter. With a bang, a dimensional rift leading to a safe place was opened, like a floating and pulling black tunnel.

The entire Broken Islands collapsed in all directions as the space was torn apart by chaos.

A scene of doom.

"Ellisande, I need your help."

The great astrologer shook his head at this moment and called Yangtian with a calm tone.

The blood demon sneered at this.

He didn't think there was any power that could help these black-skinned elves escape, and he had no interest in observing a group of doomed bastards.

He held the scepter of Sargeras calmly and stepped towards the dimensional rift.

Across the dark tunnel of the rift, he could even see the familiar scenery of Shadowmoon Valley that was polluted by evil energy. Yes, this scepter was so powerful that it could easily break the barrier between the two worlds.

Send the Blood Demon directly from Azeroth into the world of Draenor, but the price of opening this door is the collapse of the entire broken beach.

But people like Blood Demon don’t care!

If it's destroyed, just destroy it. What does it have to do with him, a death knight and warlock who pursues power?

Just when the Blood Demon was about to step into the dimensional rift and leave this miserable world forever, his expression suddenly changed.

An obscure force exerted itself on him.

The Blood Demon felt that his consciousness was disconnected from his body.

In his confusion, he saw the earthy yellow light turning around him like gravel. He saw that the world outside him seemed to fade in an instant, and everything around him was "inverted"!

It's like a hand has been placed on the timeline of the Broken Shore, pushing it forward exactly one minute.

When all the dust settled, Talon Bloodfiend, who had come back to his senses, was shocked to find that he was back on the battlefield a minute ago, and the great astrologer Aitaus, who had been prepared for a long time, decided to detonate five weapons at the same time this time. Astrological Marks.

"Facing our Nightborne's holy relics, facing the Eye of Aman'Thul that can manipulate time, you can't go anywhere! Cowardly, vicious and cunning orcs."

The great astrologer said in an indifferent tone:

"Thank you for your selfless dedication. After mastering time, we can finally master the power of space. Haha, this is really easy to grasp!"