Azeroth Trail of Light

Chapter 20 .Light and Shadow

“Masters, come with me!”

Krasus flying in the low air has changed back to the form of a giant dragon. His real name is Kle Ostrass. He is a young magic genius in the Red Dragon Legion. He is also the Queen of the Red Dragon and one of the guardian dragons. Lexstrasza, the youngest spouse of the life-binder.

In the years when the Dragon Legion was hiding behind the scenes of the world, many young dragons like Krasus would transform into human forms and travel in the vast world, but none, like Krasus, was full of interest in the world of mortals. , And there is no giant dragon that can go through all kinds of strange trips like Krasus.

Krasus found many good friends in the long time. Antonidas was one of them. This wise old mage gave the young dragon a lot of enlightenment. He even regarded him as a teacher. For the dragon, it was simply unthinkable.

But Krasus really regards Dalaran as his second hometown, so he is willing to pay a bit for it at this critical moment.

Krasus is an adult giant dragon. After being transformed into a prototype, it is more than 40 to 50 meters long from beginning to end, with its wingspan spread out, and a distance of nearly 20 meters. It is a truly uncompromising behemoth. Moreover, the five-color dragon army are all guardians who have been given the responsibility of guarding the world by the Titans. Their magical powers, compared with their tyrannical bodies, are not let down by the wind.

Krasus is a red dragon. Every breath of the dragon is a red flame full of violent vitality and destruction, like a huge pillar of fire falling from the sky. With the dancing of the red dragon, large swaths of undead are eliminated and become a giant dragon. The shadow floated across the earth, and a way of escape appeared in front of the mages who suffered heavy losses.

Archmage Ronin and Landalok led the rescued mages through the water with difficulty, following the escape route that Krasus made for them, and fleeing towards the outside world of Dalaran.

In the depression behind them, the Archmage of Anslem of the Council of Six is ​​independently supporting a ladder made of frost. This ladder with a height of more than 30 meters will connect the fallen Dalaran and the ground that has not yet collapsed. Connected, a true lifeline was constructed for the surviving wizards.

But to maintain such a pure element ladder, the magic power required is very terrible, and only a top mage like Anslem can persist for a long time.

It’s not that the mages panicked and didn’t know how to use those stones to build stairs. Now Dalaran is almost full of undead. Even the most powerful mages don’t have so much time to waste, and Dalaran Here, it is not just Luo Ning who is good at fighting. After all, it is a large organization, and most of the personnel are not high in actual combat effectiveness. What they really treasure is the knowledge in their minds.

When Dalaran was in its heyday, it claimed to have 12,000 wizards. In fact, one-third of them were apprentices. Another one-third were such “academic” researchers. Only one-third were good at Fighting, and the combat effectiveness is high and low.

In the face of hundreds of thousands of undead, even if the mages are exhausted to death, they will not only kill these walking corpses!

Of course, in the actual situation, they would never be so embarrassed as they are now, but Arthas and the Great Lich’s brains were wide open, making Dalaran into a dilemma where it was impossible to organize an effective counterattack.

Archmage Ronin and Landalok, as well as those who were in battle, took the wounded and powerless mages to escape. Archmage Ansreem and others were responsible for maintaining the stairs, while Archmage Dranden took the Together, the full-time combat mages, who fought hard to resist the intrusion of the undead, while looking for survivors, brought them into the ruins of Dalaran that had become the land of death.

Ronin’s face is full of black and gray, and the robe on his body is already dirty, but it is more painful than the physical pain, it is the torture of the soul, he knows that Dalaran has been destroyed, but if Now, like other countries, there is a standing army, even the weakest kind of army, it will not fall into this kind of embarrassment and escape.

While thinking, he used magic to make a handful of clear water, and handed it to the high elf beauty who was standing next to him, holding a bow on alert, and his wife, Vereesa Windrunner.

He and Vereesa met during the Second Orc War. At that time, he was just a miserable and extremely lucky apprentice to the wizard. He was called a “moving disaster” by other wizards and was even sent for it. The spy who ran out of Lordaeron, aliased as “Lord Prestor”, was actually the frightening creature of the fallen guardian of the earth, the black dragon king Nesario, who called himself Deathwing.

An old mage once ridiculed Ronin like this: “The perfect result is that Deathwing swallows Ronin and chokes to death, so that we will lose two big troubles at once!”

But in the changing world, Ronin met Vereesa and the wildhammer dwarf Falstad. After a series of difficult and lucky journeys, Ronin miraculously rescued the Red Dragon Queen who was imprisoned by the Dragonmaw clan. In a sense, the reason why the second orc war ended so quickly was due to Ronin.

But Ronin knew that he was not actually a magical genius. He had only diligence, but in the face of the current situation in Dalaran, his diligence could not help him at all.

Vereesa pursed her lips, took the water that her husband had handed over, and wiped her face that was also black and black. When the little girl from the Windrunner family washed her face, she was almost like hope. The elven girl of Elvanas, of course, compared with Sylvanas, her face is less mature, but more free.

“Roning, my husband…don’t blame yourself, it’s not your fault!”

Vereesa stretched out her hand and held Ronin’s cold hand. The archmage looked at his beloved wife and smiled hard. He was about to say something, and then he heard a cry that resounded through the earth, Ronin and Wen Resa looked to the sky, and Krasus, who was flying low in the sky, was attacked!

It was a giant beetle that suddenly sprang out from the ground. Its 6-meter-high body gave it the power to challenge the dragon!

Anub’arak, the king of the Northrend Nerubian Empire of Azjol-Nerub, the most powerful crypt lord, while it was still alive, the dragon… was also its food!

The crypt lord’s four thick stone pillar-like legs gave it unimaginable strength. It jumped from the ground, ferocious, recurved like a sickle, and surprisingly lethal conical claws pierced the carat fiercely. On Suss’ wings, it was this blow, and the dragon soaring in the sky was abolished the power of flight.

This is not the end. When Krasus fell to the ground in embarrassment and overwhelmed countless undeads, Anub’arak was like a charging tank. The dragon that climbed up on the ground then slammed into Krasus’s chest.

“boom!”

The young dragon had no experience against the crypt lord at all. Just like the prey preyed by Anub’arak, the neck was pierced by the sharp spike on the crypt lord’s head, smashing the sternum, but with the dragon’s Vitality, it hasn’t died so easily.

The pierced wings lost the ability to float in the air, but the dragon that fell on the ground had already lost the capital against the crypt lord, but Krasus did not intend to surrender like this. He learned courage and courage in human society. Wisdom, combative from the dragon’s bloodline, also aroused its ferocity.

Krasus closed his wings, his sturdy claws and whip-like dragon tail swayed, and Ranubarak, who had entered the state of a predator, confronted and fought terribly among the undead group.

The strongest crypt lord, and a wounded adult dragon, every time they hit, every bite, they can crack the ground, the crypt lord’s scream, the red dragon’s roar from the sky, Anuba The huge boulders raised by Luck and the flames spit out by the red dragon, in the eyes of the mages, are just like scenes in mythology.

But the mages did not look around for too long, because their trouble is coming!

Having lost the suppression of Krasus in the sky, the mages were in a very embarrassing scene. Their current location happened to be the center of hundreds of thousands of undead. Ronin and Landalok stood on a high place, shouting loudly. , Let those who still have power form a defense line full of loopholes.

Facing the undead, walking corpses, ghouls and hatreds slowly encircling from all sides, as well as those cursed wizards who were smiling, every wizard in the line of defense couldn’t help holding onto the staff.

Without Ronin’s command, all kinds of magic, ice, fire, arcane, poisonous fog, curse, thunder and lightning, etc., the wave of magic power that these elemental energies converge swept through the surrounding dead spirits, They retreat.

But less than 10 seconds later, another wave of offensive appeared. Under the command of scattered death knights and cursed wizards, the low-level undead rushed to the defensive line composed of extremely exhausted wizards. In this case, they perfectly played their strongest advantage, quantity!

Luo Ning and the wizards looked up, and in all directions, there was a black torrent that couldn’t be seen at a glance. At this moment, even if Ronin and Vereesa had actually seen the big scene, their inner hope was a little bit lost.

Without heavy armored soldiers blocking the front, no matter how strong the firepower the mages were, there was no way to stop the undead from approaching.

They are using the little remaining magic power in exchange for the last time to linger.

The most terrible thing is the blockade of space. The loss of portals and teleportation is a big killer for escape. What is left for these mages is despair!

One minute! five minutes! ten minutes!

After holding on for fifteen minutes, Krassus was completely wounded, and the young dragon faced a thick carapace that the Crypt Lord couldn’t penetrate, and was completely desperate. In its yellow snake eyes, there was no hope.

The wizards on the other side are the same, fifteen minutes of magic frenzy, they almost killed nearly ten thousand undead, but this can not reverse their fate of ultimate defeat.

Ronin and Vereesa, whose magic power has been exhausted, are holding hands together. The pair of fateful mandarin ducks has already planned to face their final destiny peacefully.

Ronin looked towards the sky for the last time. The panic day and the sunset covered the sky. The sky is like the most faithful recorder. All things that happen every day on this land are to be recorded completely in time. .

“Great sunshine…if you can…please let me live in those memories forever…if you can…”

The death knight whose abdomen was rushed into the defensive line cut out a hideous wound Vereesa, closed her eyes in pain, lay in Ronin’s arms, and began to sing the sad songs of the high elves. The roar of the wolves that forced the road to the absolute road, the wizards who didn’t want to die humble, even held up their staffs and rushed out like warriors.

In the battlefield of death and blood splattering, this sad and tactful ballad made everything so miserable, but at this moment, Luo Ning suddenly felt that the temperature of the sun had dissipated.

He raised his head blankly and saw the shadows that had cut through the sky, the flying shadows that blocked the sun, that was… that was the griffon… the dwarf’s griffon!

In Ronin’s magically transformed eyes, he could clearly see those griffins in heavy armor, carrying dwarves, humans, and even elves!

They crossed the battlefield, seeming to be looking for something!

There was a surge of excitement in Ronin’s heart, he knew, he knew what those flying soldiers were looking for!

He knelt on the ground, holding Vereesa, holding the staff high, and using his last magic power, he shot a group of red magic fireworks into the sky.

“boom!”

The fireworks exploded!

The hovering Griffin immediately changed the direction of flight, flying over the heads of the mages in Luoning, and engineering bombs fell into the undead group that was approaching the collapsed mages front.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

The flame line raging from the ground blasted the blazing, scorching wind to the wizards who were as blank as Ronin.

Watching the flame explode, Dick handed the battle flag of the Silver Hand to Liadrin next to him, and raised the horn on his waist to his lips.

“woo woo woo woo!”

The heavy horn, which was blessed by the high elves with amplifying magic, spread throughout the battlefield.

Dick lifted the fire of justice high, and the holy halo exploded on all the warriors. Behind him, the paladins of Coldwind Camp stood solemnly, the tall orcs riding on the anxious giant wolf, the brave warriors had already Can’t wait to join the battlefield, the dwarves’ steam tanks are flying the battle flag of Ironforge, and the high elves are gearing up to leave a profound lesson to these undead as punishment for their violation of Quel’Thalas.

In front of them, the undead with their teeth and claws pouring in like a tide, and on the battlefield that is not too far away, there are compatriots who are also living, waiting for them to rescue.

At this moment, the boundaries between life and death, light and darkness have never been so clear. This is the beginning of the struggle, but it is far from the end. No one can trample on the dignity of life so easily, and no monster can get away with it after doing such evil things.

Dick looked at the darkness in front of him indifferently, like the darkness of an invincible abyss, his heart did not fluctuate.

If this weak world cannot give them a fair sanction, then let me come!

“Warriors of Northern Xinjiang! For our dead compatriots, for the hatred we bear! For this trampled land!”

“charge!!”