Azeroth Trail of Light

At the same time when Anduin and Fenner's adventure was forcibly interrupted by an uninvited guest, in another quiet place, a bizarre story had just begun.

"hoo hoo"

Varian raised his head with difficulty, the feeling of drowsiness still remained in his mind, but his sanity was already a little clearer, which meant that the dark touch that had always lingered in his heart was quickly dissipating, but this That's the most frightening thing.

If it can easily invade Varian's mind, does its active retreat mean that its purpose of invasion has been achieved?

For some mysterious beings, the mind of a mortal is no more fragile than a blank piece of paper. Even if they pay attention, it will distort the mind, even if they instinctively do not want the distortion to occur, but this is not controlled by them of.

"Varian! Varian, are you okay?"

A weak voice awakened the king from that special state of chaos. Varian, who was leaning against the wall, turned his head with difficulty, and saw Magni who was holding on to the railing of the prison. The dwarf king was probably more awake than he was. Earlier, this may be because the soul strength of the longevity species is higher than that of humans, but perhaps because of this, the dwarf king's arms were tied with heavy shackles.

Magni gripped the railing and whispered to Varian, "Hey bastard, wake up, don't sleep!"

"Here, where is this place? Everyone."

Varian rubbed his forehead with difficulty. This feeling was like being hungover for a day and a night. It was unbearable. He suppressed the feeling of wanting to vomit in his chest, and turned his head to look at Magni. ,

"Is everyone okay?"

"Not good. Very bad."

Another voice sounded in the cell on the other side of Varian. Dailin leaned against the corner weakly, his hair was in a mess, and the corners of his mouth were peeling from thirst. Obviously, the old king who passed out at the end was stronger than the old king. Varian and the others suffered more tortures. What was worse than him was Kane Bloodhoof, the strongest tauren chieftain. He was even tied directly to the wall with rusty iron chains, unable to move at all, but Compared with the other people who were still in a coma at this time, these four physically strong fighters obviously recovered the fastest.

"This is where?"

Kane shook his head with difficulty, an iron chain full of spikes lay across his neck, as long as he wasn't paying attention, it would pierce his skin, and the worst thing was, he didn't know if he was poisoned or cursed For some reason, these fighters have lost control of their anger, and even their bodies are no different from ordinary people.

Blood dripped down the iron chain, ticking and ticking on the ground. Kane's problem was obviously everyone's problem. Varian looked up, and there was a green light in the shadow in the darkness. It was like some kind of special lamp, but just relying on this, he was completely unable to judge the surrounding situation. He coughed and tried to raise his left hand, but in the end... failed.

How long has it been since he felt this extreme weakness?

"Here, it feels very wrong!"

A few minutes later, Thrall also woke up leisurely. He coughed lightly, and also looked up at the darkness in the sky with the surging green light. The power of the elements was so weak that it was almost impossible to call out, but as a shaman Intuitively, Thrall still felt something was wrong.

"This feeling...is water! There is a huge amount of water, we should be at the bottom of the sea!"

"clap clap"

The sound of applause came from the darkness, and immediately attracted everyone's attention, but the darkness, the darkness, covered everything about that person, only a female voice could be heard, hoarse, but absolutely charming, in this When this spiritual resistance was suppressed to the lowest level, even Varian was almost lost in this voice.

"It is indeed the most powerful group of people in the civilized world. Just relying on perception, you can detect something is wrong."

The female voice laughed, "So heroes, tell me, are you desperate?"

"Who are you?"

Varian clenched his fists in the dark and asked in a low voice, "What time are you?"

"Oh, this, I've been here much longer than you think, watching you get lost in your dreams, watching you return from being lost, watching you recover a life, oh yes, This little cutie...she may not be able to survive, after all, she is just a weak mortal."

"Who the hell are you! Bastard!"

The chain in Magni's hand rattled, but the voice in the darkness just let out a series of crisp laughter, and she said with a sneer full of malice, "Look at you, Magni Bronzebeard , I heard that you are a rare and wise ruler among the dwarves, but I can't see a trace of wisdom in you. Could it be that the ruler of the kingdom after ten thousand years is such a guy?"

"Then this world really disappoints me!"

However, at this moment, a voice with obvious fear came from the other side of the darkness,

"Azshara! You are you! Right!"

Tyrande's scream made everyone understand who the dark one was, but at the same time, it also made the legendary majesty completely lose interest in the conversation. She was silent for a few seconds, followed by a complicated sound Yes, a spell that no one could understand sounded, and light appeared in the hall. It was soft, like the most gorgeous palace lantern, appearing from the dark center, and then rapidly expanding to every corner.

It wasn't glaring, but the prisoners couldn't help closing their eyes because of the long darkness. After a few seconds, Varian raised his head and looked overhead again. Sure enough, as Thrall said, where they were, It's the bottom of the ocean.

Countless tons of sea water were suspended above everyone's heads, among which were countless fish swimming past with their tails flapping, and even a gray-white hammerhead shark flicking its tail wantonly to hunt, but above everyone's heads, a layer that was almost invisible to the naked eye An invisible enchantment supported the hall on the seabed, and the sea water covered the enchantment, as if it was pressing on the heads of everyone, making people frightened.

And everyone also discovered their situation. This was clearly the wreckage of a palace. On the walls that bound them, there were algae and rusty decorations everywhere. On the sandy ground, Magni even found a hermit crab fleeing quickly because of the light at his feet.

Then, everyone's eyes fell on Azshara.

Ten thousand years ago, the queen who ruled the most powerful night elf empire in the world was once called "the light of light". There is only one Naga with six arms, flying black snakes all over his head, and a snake tail.

Yes, her face with white scales can still vaguely see the unparalleled beauty of the past, even the face that belongs to Naga now has a special kind of coquettish beauty that is as eye-catching as poppies, Her body is decorated with all kinds of jewels, even the huge snake tail is decorated with three rings of jewels that are extremely dazzling under the lights.

But neither coquettishness nor luxurious jewelry can hide the fact that she has become a monster!

From twisted bodies, to total monsters at heart!

"Oh, I saw the look in your eyes, really, sorry!"

Azshara noticed the meaning in everyone's eyes, which made her feel unspeakable humiliation. She subconsciously twisted her arm, and the arm of Queen Kalia, who was still in a coma, was held in her arms. There was a crisp clicking sound.

"Oh poor cutie, I should have been gentler."

Azshara immediately realized her mistake, and she even knew more about Kalia than everyone else, so she immediately untied her scepter from the waist of the real water snake, which was like a small A sea-blue scepter that looks like a warhammer. The outer frame is a lifelike blue long snake. The scales and fangs are almost the same as the real thing. The giant snake is coiled on top of a round sky-blue jewel. Its two Eyes are made of green gemstones.

And the mysterious pattern engraved on the surface of the fist-sized gem is the meaning of "water of life" in the ancient Sin'dorei language, in which the blue water moves with the movement of Azshara's arm. When her left hand brushed against the surface of the scepter, it also seemed to draw out the flowing water inside, and that blue light covered the palm of her hand, flowing on Kalia's irregularly twisted arm in a coma.

In the blink of an eye, the severely damaged arm returned to its original shape. If the hostility between them was not considered, everyone present would be amazed at the power of this treatment. You know, Velen's healing technique, It is estimated that the effect is similar to this, right?

Azshara gently put the sleeping Kalia on the ground, then swung her snake tail, and turned to the Moon Priest behind her. The moment she looked at Tyrande, the body of the Moon Priest Trembling a bit, then took a step back.

Without experiencing that era, it is difficult for others to understand Azshara's position in the hearts of ancient elves like Tyrande, even after the victory in the battle against Azshara, even after ten thousand years, even in the Now she is not much weaker than Azshara, when she sees the figure that can only appear in nightmares again, the queen who once shrouded the entire Azeroth with brilliance.

Tyrande found desperately that he still had the same reaction as when he first saw Azshara.

Fear, trembling and trembling!

Nothing could help her. When facing the first real emperor of the elves, she was still the little priest who was nothing.

Not even a trace of resistance!

"Okay, that's the end of the cute thing, but, Tyrande, the little girl back then, do you think I should let you go? The sinner who destroyed my empire and the glory of the entire Kaldorei with one hand! The chief culprit who turned me and my followers into this inhuman and ghostly appearance! The criminal who destroyed everything I own!"

Azshara's voice changed from weak to strong, from low to high, from a trickle to a deafening thunderous sound, echoing in the entire underwater enchantment, her body swam forward, and there was no movement before the railing. Staying, it was like ignoring the railing, and continued to move forward, and her body was like water, the railing could not stop her progress, she blended into it, and passed through the railing unscathed, Standing in front of the trembling Tyrande.

"Tyrande, Priest of the Moon, the thief who stole my power! The hypocrite who blinded my people!"

The lights in the entire hall became dim and crazy amidst Azshara's roar, reflecting that seductive face looked like a visitor from hell, just like an angry devil, an angry devil, everything that was angry .

"Hahaha, you finally fell into my hands! Tell me, how should I punish you? My little cutie."

Just before Azshara's claws were about to land on Tyrande's body, several yells came from behind her.

"stop!"

"Let her go!"

"Monster, come at me!"

Varian, Magni, and Thrall yelled, they knew it might not work, but no one was going to watch their allies get killed, it was a last-ditch effort, but... it seemed to be working.

The lights in the hall returned to their original state at this moment, and Azshara's expression also returned to the previous laugh as if she had changed her face at this moment. She gently reached out and touched Tyrande's face. When she touched her chin, , and strangled her neck fiercely, the two beautiful faces were pushed very close, Azshara's voice rang in Tyrande's ear,

"It's too boring to kill you like this. I will wait for you to throw yourself into the trap. You know where to find me. I will wait for you. If you don't come, my little cutie, I will find you!"

Tyrande seemed to be stupefied by fright, Azshara's mouth pulled a smile, stretched out his hand, patted Tyrande's head, then turned around and sneered at everyone.

"Stupid male. Hero saves the beauty? Hmph, save yourself first!"

After finishing speaking, the proud queen left the hall wagging her tail, the lights dimmed again, Varian breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down on the ground, while Tyrande silently turned her back and stretched out her hands Clothes. Ten minutes later, a small object was thrown into the sand in front of Varian, Magni, Thrall, Dailin and others.

Varian picked it up, stroked it, and then his eyes lit up.

key! The only hope of escape is, where did this key come from?

In the darkness not far from him, the Priest of the Moon huddled his body tightly, like a helpless child, weeping silently in the darkness.

she lost no she never won