Azeroth Trail of Light

The adjutant next to the female general was stabbed into a hedgehog by three blood-stained arrows. Her eyes narrowed, and when she was about to fight back, a dark, huge, shocking atmosphere suddenly appeared on the side of the sea. , The female general felt that something was wrong, and things were no longer simple!

Pursing her **** lips, she shot three "multiple arrows" in a row. After completely defeating the undead who had risen up again, she turned around and quickly disappeared on the battlefield with the remnants.

Although the high elves are proficient in magic, their ranger troops are equal to the "sentinel troops" on the other side of the mainland. They want to evacuate, and these undead cannot stop them.

A few minutes later, Alsace rode on a black, winged, and flashy skeletal war horse, and walked to the island leisurely on the sea waves. He took a closer look. On the sea where he had walked, there was a The white frost path seemed to divide the sea.

"High Elf, oh look, I finally found the best archer for my army!"

Arthas looked at the elven rangers who had recently joined his army and made disdainful comments, but when he looked at the layer of defensive runes shining with colorful rays, the death knight king's brows were high. Wrinkled.

"Kel'Thuzad, your "dark line" can be activated! This enchantment is beyond my ability!"

"Of course... this is the power of magic! Hey, but... the strongest fortresses are often breached from within, aren't they?"

Facing the gloomy voice of Kel'Thuzad, Arthas's expression remained unchanged. He turned his head and glanced at the empty sea wave, holding Frostmourne, the will of the death knight king, quickly spreading into the west. On the battlefield of Dalongmir, in the minds of the subordinates fighting against the Paladins.

"Mavien!"

"Sassarian!"

"Marduk!"

"My most loyal servants, come to Quel'Thalas to see me! I need your strength! Farrek, you come to command the whole situation. Before I come back, I want to see my army, covering the entire West. Dalongmir."

"For Your Highness!"

Four low voices sounded in Alsace’s spirit. He looked at the undead of the high elves who walked out of the grave around him. Arthas set his eyes on the position of the ghostland again, defending the rune. Only Quel'Thalas is in the range. The Ghost Land has no defensive runes, and if you can capture it, you can directly enter East Dallon Mill from the Ghost Land.

Arthas made up his mind and glanced at the majestic city of Quel'Thalas, protected by the defensive runes. The Frostmourne in his hand pointed diagonally to the location of the ghost land. The next moment, all the undead moved. Now, under the master's will, they have found a new direction for killing!

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On the other side, the female general who was forced to evacuate from the battlefield was staying alone in the office, beating everything she could find.

The gorgeous gilt bottle, beautiful jewels, sharp weapons, everything was thrown to the ground by her, and the quaint room became messy.

This is the first time I have been pushed back on the frontal battlefield since he was an adult!

The Ranger General Sylvanas Windrunner is a bit crazy!

Although this time when she encountered the undead, there were only 40 rangers around her, although this time the raid was without warning, although this time she did not even carry her own Windrunner bow, even though this time it was in Quelsa. Fight outside the Ras border.

But these reasons couldn't change the status quo of Sylvanas evacuating the battlefield in embarrassment. She stared at the empty wall out of breath, a voice echoing in her mind.

This is simply a shame! It is the shame of the Windrunner family!

His sister, Alleria Windrunner, was the hero who led his army into the world of Draenor in the Second Orc War, destroyed the Dark Portal, and saved the entire world with his own life!

Her sister, Vereesa Windrunner, also assisted the mage Ronin in the war and rescued the trapped guardian dragon king, and even faced the fallen guardian of the earth, the black dragon king Nesario, she was the whole popular. The pride of the family, and even the rangers of Quel'Thalas!

But what about yourself? Just a general ranger! And he was also a general ranger who was forced to retreat and fled in embarrassment!

Damn it! This is a shame! Those undead... those undead, all deserve to die!

In fact, aside from the glorious deeds of the three Windrunner sisters, Sylvanas’s idea is very nonsense. What is meant by a "district ranger general"? Quel'Thalas has only one ranger general, that is to say, all the rangers in Quel'Thalas are her subordinates, which is already under one person and above 10,000.

It was only because the two sisters’ achievements were so great that they couldn’t be told. This made Sylvanas, who was the most promising in this generation of Windrunners, feel a bit of embarrassment and pressure. She has been so strong since she was a child, and she must prove it. , I am no less inferior to my sister and younger sister!

In fact, in the next 30 years, Sylvanas did prove this. She and her kingdom almost completely occupied the entire northern Xinjiang and were veritable "kings of northern Xinjiang." And she herself has become the veritable "Queen" of the world, the most beautiful, most sought after, and most admired queen of the world.

Of course, the current Sylvanas didn't know this, so she was feeling ashamed of being pushed back by the undead that suddenly appeared on the edge of Sundial Island.

"report!"

A clear voice sounded behind Sylvanas, the general ranger sorted out his expression, turned around, and dressed in a pretty elf-style wallet, which vividly and vividly embodied her amazing scale and towering. There is no armor on the waist, which is not only for aesthetics, but also to ensure flexibility in battle.

Two beautiful legs enough to make any male creature go crazy are also wrapped in close-fitting leather armor, a pair of deerskin boots under her feet, and a black cloak that does not affect the battle behind her. She wears black leather gloves on her hands, but This did not reduce her charm at all, on the contrary, it also added a touch of nobleness to her.

But that face is as cold as frost. Yes, this perfect figure, matched with that cold and pretty face, makes people look at her, even afraid to approach her, because of the sharp aura, like a sharp arrow. Enough to chill anyone's heart.

Sylvanas-Windrunner, general Quel'Thalas ranger, her other identity besides beauty is that she can become a hero's high-level lord in just one step!

"What's the matter? Guards!"

Sylvanas asked.

"Here is a letter from you, from the high priest Ms. Liadrin!"

"Oh, bring it up!"

Sylvanas casually unfolded the letter sent by Liadrin. She only glanced at her. The laziness on her face disappeared immediately. She changed her posture and began to read the letter seriously. After reading it, Hill There was a clear expression on Vanas' pretty face.

"Huh, it turns out to be the undead from Lordaeron! Still coveting Quel'Thalas' treasure? Really knowing how to live and die!"

Sylvanas put the letter paper on the table, she propped her head with her hands, unfolded the map of Quel'Thalas, sliding her slender fingers on the map,

"Sunday Island also has defensive runes. Although it failed to cover the entire territory, Arthas was absolutely unable to break it. That is to say, if he continues to stay in Quel'Thalas, his destination will only be one... Ghost place!"

"call!"

The Ranger General stood up, rolled up the map, and put it in the leather bag on her waist. She twisted her waist and raised her hips, stood up from the chair, and shouted to the guard outside the door,

"Let the rangers of the camp of the sun be prepared for battle. When I return from the palace, the whole army will go to the ghost land! By the way, find me the paladin who entered the ghost land, Dick Don, I will be in Qing See him in Fengcun!"

"Yes!"

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At this time, Dick had no idea that he had been targeted by Her Majesty the Queen, and he had no time to consider those things.

Because he is fighting!

Undead!

Undead that appeared suddenly!

Dick can guarantee that these undead were definitely resurrected. Their strength is very poor. After being awakened from a long sleep, the body of these guys who have become bones has very little power of death. Therefore, their combat effectiveness is very poor, which is why the undead natural disasters like soldiers who have just died in battle.

If Arthas or the warriors awakened by the high-level death knights personally awakened them, they could even retain their own consciousness, but these ancient dead would not be treated like this.

Faced with such an opponent, Dick would not be afraid of it, no matter how many.

He rode on the standing horse, the fire of justice was blazing, and every time he hit, he could plow a blank road among the fragile walking corpses. Behind him, purified ashes were flying around. Dick’s goal was clear. , The three cursed mages in black robes who were protected by these walking corpses!

Judging from their size, these guys should be elven wizards who have recently died, and they have the ability to evoke the dead, indicating that these guys are capable of thinking, that is, they must have been killed by Arthas himself!

Damn it!

He came so fast!

Dick smashed a ferocious ghoul with a hammer, but the elite undead who was given an evil life by Arthas personally blocked the burning of the Holy Light for the first time. These guys' bodies are very tough and come from Frostmourne. The magic power has greatly strengthened their combat effectiveness!

The closer you get to the three cursed wizards, the greater the pressure on Dick.

"Get out of here!"

Dick roared, the warhammer was handed to his right hand, and his left hand waved forward. A flail of holy light that flew out slammed the cursed mage who was caught off guard. The densely compressed holy light burned the evil life in the first place. Exhausted, this raid was very powerful, but the price was that on Dick's breastplate, the ghoul who was violently pounced had a terrible mark.

"Evil! Retreat!"

Dick urged the war horse and threw the ghoul hanging on him to the ground. Then the consecrated spell appeared, and the blazing holy light gushing from the ground, in conjunction with the horse's trampling, quickly trampled on the three elite ghouls. Become mashed meat.

The cursed mages who saw this scene finally wanted to evacuate, but how did Dick give them this opportunity? The paladin aimed his open left hand at the cursed mage's position, and the power of holy light and order began to converge for 3 seconds. After the clock, a white beam of light shot from Dick's hand, accurately piercing the cursed mage's body protection spell, and ignited one of the bodies.

After using it many times, Dick has become more and more proficient in the technique of sacred shock.

Seeing the cursed mage wailing in the burning of the holy light, Dick gritted his teeth and stopped wanting another sacred shock to kill the last cursed mage. He took the dragon out of his backpack. Hook, flicked on the top of the head a few times, and finally threw it out. Although he could not hook the cursed mage who staggered away from the neck, he successfully smashed him to the ground.

When the necroman got up from the ground, a fierce hammer hit him on the ground again. Dick reached out and grabbed the thin cursed mage, forcing his already decaying head to turn to his eyes.

Looking at the blood red undead fire shining in this ugly head, Dick shouted,

"Alsace, I know you can hear my voice! I'm here! The game has started! I won't let you get what you want so easily! You remember, you..."

"boom!"

Before Dick finished speaking, the body of the cursed mage in his hand exploded on its own!

The black, blood-red, and dark green light hit Dick's body in an instant. The power from Alsace, like an unreasonable punch, knocked Dick out.

This is the king of the death knight, the answer to the provocateur.

"puff!"

Dick rubbed his aching heart and got up from the ground. The moment he had just now exceeded his imagination. If he hadn't blocked the fire of justice in a critical moment, that blow would be enough. It was too late to mobilize the body protected by the Holy Light.

"Go away!"

Dick knocked over a walking corpse in front of him. He was about to clear his armor covered with disgusting and stinking brain and plasma. He heard the hum of bowstring shaking. He turned his head and saw Four elven rangers jumping out of the darkness are slaughtering the walking corpses that have lost their command with their bows and arrows.

After noticing Dick’s eyes, one of the elves shouted at him,

"Human Paladin Dick, you have been called up by the Quel'Thalas Ranger troops! General Sylvanas is waiting for you in Sunnywind Village, go! Let us here!"