Azeroth Trail of Light

In the first 35 years of his life, Van Cleef had never encountered such a situation. The demons invaded through the gate, but the three prisoners were taken to the front line, surrounded by a group of resting veterans, and the knights who escorted them had joined After the battle, a paladin in golden armor quickly walked up to them, he swung his long sword and chopped down without even looking at Van Cleef.

The scorching light bloomed in front of the leader of the thieves, and Van Cleef closed his eyes subconsciously, but the pain and death he imagined did not come. Instead, a crisp collision sound made him open his eyes, and he saw his handcuffs and feet The chain had already been cut, and the soldier following the paladin casually gave him a black halberd, and then Van Cleef heard the paladin give an order.

"I'm Coleman, the commander of the Storm Knights. Listen! Newcomers, I don't care if you were a villain or a scum before. Now, you have only one identity, which is a soldier of Stormwind! Remember, the first mission, Stay here to ensure the safety of the artillery position!"

Cavalier Coleman swung two more swords, and cut off the imprisonment of Ivar and Mordoc beside Van Cleef. They also got weapons. After speaking the order, the great knight impatiently gave Mordoc the swaying eyes. Doc knocked the bastard aristocrat to the ground with one punch,

"Listen! Bastard, what are you thinking? I've seen too much, but think about your lives. Within 10 kilometers of the Dark Portal, there are the most elite rangers of all races in Azeroth. , of course, there are escaped demons, if you are confident that you can escape, we will definitely not stop you, but if you want to start your life again"

"Then your 5-year service period will start now!"

After finishing speaking, Coleman led the guards and rushed towards the distant battlefield where he was fighting with demons. As he said, he didn't care about the lives of these three rookies at all. Azeroth lacked everything, just not There is a lack of villains, this kind of scum is everywhere. For the grand knight, the order from the upper echelon to send the villains to the demon battlefield in Draenor is simply a perfect order.

"Hi guys!"

Mordoc rubbed his face in displeasure and got up from the ground. He threw the sword and shield in his hand on the ground, and whispered to Ivar, who was beginning to get familiar with the feel of the weapon, and Van Cleef, who was observing left and right, "Don't pay attention to that soldier. Listen to me, let's run away! As long as we can escape from the cursed land, I will have a way to give us a new identity, let the hellish five-year service die! I will not be cannon fodder."

"Go away! I'm only saying it once!"

Ivar Bloodfang glanced mockingly at the enthusiastic Modoc, and had no intention of talking at all. The commander of the Bloodfang werewolf was not captured by the Seventh Legion. Dick's follower, the Valkyrie Valkyrie Shivana hunted in the Silverpine Forest for 4 days before catching this cunning werewolf, and also let Ivar see what real power is.

What I saw and heard in Ulduar made it impossible for Ivar to think of going against Dick. What's more, the bloodfang werewolves had completely failed in Gilneas, and a large number of werewolves were sent to the battlefield of Draenor. Ivar even felt that the world full of wars was more suitable for him as a loser than Azeroth.

And what is Modoc?

Ivar ripped him apart with one claw, and the guy looked like a complete idiot.

"I have to go to Delano and my daughter is waiting for me to come home as a decent father."

Van Cleef clenched the halberd in his hand. He also had no interest in Modoc's bad idea. Many members of the Defias Brotherhood were sent to the world of Draenor. It would be great if we could meet them there. But that's all.

These words made Ivar look at Van Cleef in surprise. Compared to the slick Modoc, Van Cleef is obviously more like an excellent collaborator.

"The devil is coming! Prepare to fight!"

The commander of the artillery position behind him shouted, and the next moment, rows of strong orc warriors rushed out from the rear position holding shields, and the elf rangers and magicians had already started chanting magic. Time, the ice storm that fell from the sky and the flames that gushed from the ground completely tore apart the first wave of demon hounds rushing towards the artillery positions.

But those disgusting creatures seemed to be ignorant of fear, rolling towards the position like a tide.

The veterans around the three of them had already lined up, ready to face the impact. The nearest demon hound was less than 100 meters away. Van Cleef could even see those disgusting faces and chilling teeth of Lie Yan, he Holding the halberd tightly, he didn't think that a mortal like him could deal with such an opponent, which was much more difficult to deal with than those sluggish undead!

But the next moment, Iva's hoarse voice sounded in Van Cleef's ear,

"Follow me! Let's kill!"

"What?"

Modoc looked at Iva like a madman, and saw the skin on the tall Gilnean begin to twist. He immediately remembered the legend about the werewolf, and rushed out of the battle line with hands and feet. ,

"Damn! You are a werewolf! Stay away from me, bastard, you will spread the plague!"

"Stupid trash!"

Completely turned into a werewolf 3 meters tall, Iva moved his palm wrapped in gray mane, and ten dagger-like sharp blades popped out of his claws. He tilted his head, looked around and took two steps back, equally shocked Van Cleef, laughed sarcastically,

"What? Are you scared too?"

Afraid? Of course I'm afraid!

Although werewolves are rampant in Gilneas, to Van Cleef, who was born in the far south of the mainland, they are simply evil creatures in mythology. However, thinking of what Ivan said just now, staring at Ivana has completely changed. Turned into a wolf's head, the thief leader gritted his teeth,

"I want to go back alive to see my daughter! I'm not afraid!"

His body was obviously trembling, but his eyes seemed to be burning with fire. Ivar was stunned. He thought of those soldiers on the battlefield in Gilneas two months ago. They also had the same look in their eyes. .

The firm eyes called protection and persistence.

"good!"

Iva stuck out his bright red tongue and licked his sharp teeth, "Then follow me closely!"

"The lady said that 10,000 years ago, werewolves fought off demons head-on. I'm going to try it today!"

The bloodfang werewolf opened his arms, his eyes shone with crazy and wild light, "Are demons more vicious, or my wildness is more terrifying!"

The next moment, the gray-maned werewolf rushed out, like a gray shadow, ten blood-red paw prints flashed in the air, and the bodies of the three demon hounds pounced on him were cut into dozens of pieces in the air. Duan, stench, scorching hot, with corrosive blood spilled on the ground, that smell made the crazy blood flowing in Iva's body agitated.

He threw his claws forward, hugged the thick thighs of the demon guard who was following behind the demon hound, and then tore it left and right with both arms.

"hiss"

The left leg of the demon guard, regarded as the messenger of death by mortals, was torn off from his body abruptly. The demon guard in green armor roared in pain, but the double knives in his hand hadn't been raised yet. The figure jumped out from its shadow, and the sharp black halberd pierced fiercely into its heart from behind.

This is just the lowest-level demon guard, and its skin is far less hard than a high-level demon. Van Cleef didn't come here for nothing in the undead war. Apart from being a good stonemason and a bad rebel, he is still a good one. Assassin, even though his rank is not high, he is not easy to deal with.

"Aw!"

Ivar didn't care that Van Cleef snatched his prey. His bloodshot eyes were full of excitement and wildness. The next moment, his recurved legs exerted force, and he jumped into the air, holding the long whip towards the other end. The succubus rushed over, and before the demon could react, his chest was torn apart by the werewolf, and his heart was crushed. He was like a gray storm, and everywhere he went was a bloody storm. Seriously, Yi Wat is beginning to like it here.

It's full of game, it's a good hunting ground!

Van Cleef followed behind Ivar. He continued to use stealth and assassination methods. The unsuitable war halberd in his hand was replaced by two demon daggers. When the two cooperated, one charged and the other assassinated, and the efficiency immediately increased. several times.

And this kind of fighting also inspired the fighting spirit of those veterans. In less than 10 minutes, the demons attacking the artillery positions were wiped out.

Of course, this is not to say how powerful the soldiers guarding here are. In fact, they are only facing the lowest level of demons, and the defenders on the other side of the Dark Portal are not vegetarians, demons who can sneak over The number is so large, otherwise it would be impossible to station only 6,000 soldiers here.

Not long after, the four elite demon guards who commanded this invasion were beheaded by Grand Knight Coleman and other commanders. The demon's offensive collapsed immediately, and the initial battle between Van Cleef and Iva ended like this. There is no beginning or end, but due to the disturbance of this invasion, sending them through the portal of darkness can only be postponed until tomorrow.

After the battle, Van Cleef was rewarded by Coleman for his outstanding performance. He is very good for a recruit, so he got a set of old leather armor and a set of assassin weapons. , but after experiencing the battle with the devil, the mason has a new plan.

He found Iva in a tavern, and the werewolf was sitting in the corner drinking in human form. As Coleman said, the soldiers here were not worried that these recruits would run away, so even if Iva and Van Kry It's okay for my husband to wander around in the street.

"boom"

A glass of fine ale was delivered to Iva, and Van Cleef sat opposite the werewolf. The bloodfang werewolf ignored Van Cleef at all. He picked up the glass and drank the ale in one gulp, then touched his mouth, gray eyes He looked at the silent assassin,

"What do you want to exchange for this glass of wine? Let me tell you in advance, my friendship is very precious, and a glass of wine is not enough!"

"That bastard in Modoc said that people infected with the werewolf plague will also become werewolves, but they will completely lose their minds, right?"

Van Cleef asked cautiously, and Iva grinned,

"That's right, but as long as you can control the wolf in your heart, you won't lose your mind, on the contrary, if you can tame him, you will become like me, but it's hard, once your will breaks down, You lose yourself and become a complete beast."

"But I saw that you can switch between werewolves and humans, can both werewolves do it?"

Van Cleef asked again, and Iva shrugged, and leaned back on the chair comfortably, "Of course. No! Ma'am, there is a potion that can do this, but it needs to be taken for a long time, and only Gilneas has it, and The new King Liam sees that as a strategic asset, and unless you have their friendship or your own loyalty, it's very difficult to get it. Me. I'm a special case."

After saying this, Ivar stopped talking. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the silent Van Cleef in front of him. He knew what this guy wanted to do. During his time in Gilneas, he saw this kind of thing a lot. , Many civilians who believe in Wolf Worship Cult long for power, but they don't have the ability to control power. In Iva's view, Van Cleef also belongs to such a guy.

However, unlike those idiots who only want power but don’t know what to do with it, the man in front of him is obviously of a firm will. An idea formed in Iva’s mind. He licked his lips and waited for Van Cleef’s answer. .

Two minutes later, Van Cleef reached out for two glasses of ale, drank his share in one gulp, then unbuttoned the shirt on his left arm, and handed his arm to Iva,

"Bite me!"

"You mean, you want to be a werewolf? You want to be a monster like me?"

Ivar looked playfully at Van Cleef, who gritted his teeth and made a decision. He shrugged, "But why would I do this? Do you know how many people in Gilneas are eager to get the "seed" of a high-ranking werewolf, I said Come on, Van Cleef, my friendships are expensive!"

Van Cleef withdrew his arm and leaned forward. At this moment, in those firm eyes, Iva saw a hint of madness hidden in it. Obviously, this guy in front of him has a story, and he is not as good as his appearance. It looked so ordinary, but the werewolf remained unmoved. He raised his glass and looked at Van Cleef with a smile. He was waiting for Van Cleef to make an offer.

"I have nothing left."

Van Cleef suppressed some emotions and whispered, "My power was destroyed, my brother was sent to Draenor, but I still have a daughter. As I said, I want to go back to see her alive, but After witnessing the battle just now, it’s like what the general of Overwatch said, like me, I can’t survive to the end. Iva, I need strength! I need such powerful strength as you!”

"Give me this kind of power, and you can take everything that is left of me! Whether it is soul or loyalty, all I need is that I can survive 5 years, go back to see my daughter in a dignified manner, and watch her grow up happily , I only have one request!"

"good!"

Iva was silent for a moment, then nodded, he stretched out a finger and waved it in front of Van Cleef, "I'll give you this chance, but it's not free, listen, I want to be active in the southern part of Hellfire Peninsula Defias warband join my bloodfang warband!"

Van Cleef was a little dazed when he heard this request,

"Hellfire Peninsula? Where is that place? And the Defias warband, what is that?"

"Hehe. It's okay, you will know soon, remember, Van Cleef, I don't want your loyalty, nor your soul, but if you dare to deceive me, you will know the result!"