Sure enough! At midnight, after most people fell asleep, she sneaked into the fat slaughterhouse. I stripped off my heavy armor and followed her all the way until she stabbed the butcher who was tortured by fear. It was really a spy sent by the night! I fought back the anger in my heart and slowly raised my sword and walked into the door. At this moment, she seemed to notice that I was turning around quickly and my dark green cloak shook "sou"-she didn’t wear armor but wore a beautiful mask with clear eyes.
In the past, Abaddon would have solved this hateful spy as quickly as possible, but I hesitated. I looked at her face and there was a faint sadness and bitterness in her blue eyes. The moonlight poured softly on her cloak, which made me feel that she was not a murderous assassin but a pitiful little girl. What the hell happened to me?
"I know betrayal is the most unforgivable mistake, please punish my Lord." She threw her half-moon blade on the ground and closed her eyes to wait for my trial, which surprised me. I clenched my sword but didn’t make a move. "No, I really want to hear your reasons." She seemed surprised, too. "I killed the butcher. You’re not going to kill me?" I approached step by step and tried to make a friendly gesture. "Why not? I’m not an arrogant person. I’d rather have a matter of justice for you. "
Morred took a deep breath and she slowly told her past. "As you can imagine, I used to be a member of the night elf, mirana Night Shadow, the chief priestess of the Guards Corps. It was her ignorance and selfishness that made me lose all my glory. My friend was my lover. Almost every night, I dreamed of Shandelsasimu. The curse sound in her body was so helpful that when I woke up, I always fell into deep remorse."
"Remorse and revenge" These thoughts no longer torment me like drug addiction, and the way to quench my thirst is to kill less and comfort my heart. The butcher has killed me once and I have no reason not to seek revenge from him! I had to choose to betray again. I’m sorry. "That night was the most unforgettable night in my life. The moonlight was as cool as water, and the night was so quiet. We had a long talk. She told a lot of these terrible experiences, which made me indifferent. Not every hero was glamorous. I gently held her against her forehead. She was incredibly soft. I tried to control my emotions and tried not to kiss her, so I kept quietly snuggling in my arms.
"I swear I will devote my life to protecting you. You are no longer alone."
Chapter 23 The contract is full of horror. Haska can’t help but take a deep breath. It seems that there has just been a fierce war to burn trees and flags. The remains of elf soldiers are lying everywhere. Of course, the most striking thing is a huge keel lying on the ground. Its body has been eaten up, leaving a Bai Sensen skeleton that makes the guards feel creepy. The towering spine supports Haska’s once brilliant wings and closes his eyes to meditate as if he saw a gorgeous Chimera soaring freely in the sky.
"Damn it!" Swing scolded his fist and hit the ground hard. "We’re late. It seems that our allies have been wiped out." "The Natural Disaster Corps is ready to attack us. We have no chance of winning. Now we must retreat to the southeast and send a rescue signal to Knight Davion." "Help?" Swing smiled contemptuously. "Rogue Knight has never been able to fight justice and glory, even if it is death, it will fight to the last moment! What are you running away from? This isn’t a man’s behavior. I think you know a lot. I didn’t expect you to be a coward, Haska. Swing’s passionate words embarrassed Haska, and his face turned purple. I’m not a coward! I don’t want everyone to die, Swing. No general should be calm! " "The soldiers will push the holy light to the natural disaster stronghold to guide us forward!" Swing ignored Haskada’s marching instructions, "Believe in the light and live forever!" Encouraged by the general, the Terran army marched forward with great pride.
"How can there be no undead scouts near the fortress?" Haska understood this sentence and finally alerted Swing. "Does anyone know that we will visit?" "ah!" A priest screams that he was killed by a hot arrow. The troll has a special spirituality to nature and is sensitive to the slightest sign of trouble. Haska looks around and finds that the skeleton shooter is hiding in the depths of the forest in a wretched way, trying to shoot a second cold arrow. It is an ambush!
However, with the screams, more Terran cavalry fell into the Ma Guards’ army, and a mass of skeleton archers appeared in the cave of Gargoyle, and the frost dragon completely occupied the system. The most terrible thing was that Yalong was covered with poisonous underworld. Its venom was adjusted by the royal pharmacist of undercity, a poisonous warlock, and was domesticated by the Lich King himself. Trish, who was called the viper, sat on the back of the viper (much like the knight of the night elf horned eagle) and could not tell how heroic and swift the viper was. There was a wail. Swing finished killing and entangled several ghouls around him. A roaring storm hammered into the distance. The power of Shifakar triggered the body muscles to turn brick red and accelerated to kill Carl.
"bang!" Swing’s sword was resisted by Defense of the Ancients’s frost sorrow, and Abaddon gave Carl a death wound. Nochong sang and carried the soft purple halo of Master Macon’s medical treatment with him, which enveloped the natural disaster and revived the summoner’s pale face.
Perhaps knowing his own strength, deus ex Swing desperately killed Abaddon with the power of God, so that every attack was full of blood, and the roar inspired him to be in a violent state. Swing released the storm hammer again. This time, when Trish was silent on magic, he blocked it for a long time, and Morred finally made a surprise attack on Swing, doing the final harvest gracefully. Swing was already dying, and he closed his eyes in despair and waited for the arrival of death.
"ah!" It’s Abaddon’s scream! Haska jumped in front of Abaddon at a lightning speed and used the ultimate skill of self-mutilation-sacrifice and ruthlessly inserted the boiling blood spear into the enemy in front of him. "Go!" Haska applied blood circulation to Swing. Swing’s injury is healing quickly. "Retreat quickly!" "no!" Swing roared that blood and tears ran across his temples. "I want to die with you, my brother!" " Abaddon’s strange green light on his body triggered the Haska attack, which didn’t hurt him at all, but aroused his anger. Defense of the Ancients slashed his sword to the gods desperately. "huskar is not a coward! Remember my revenge, brother! Don’t let me sacrifice my value! " Swing wanted to rush again, but he was killed by the adjutant around him with a little residual strength, and Haska had already been cut into a pool of meat in the natural disaster.
Another precious victory, Abaddon concluded. Kel ‘Thuzad decided to meet us in the Black Castle after hearing the good news. Tracy, Oh, it seems that you, the Lord, have to call him your Lord. Abaddon glanced at Morred and explained at once. You can’t say that I am equal to him at most. Morred kept reminding Carl regardless of their argument. Don’t forget that you and I signed a contract with Carl!
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Carl, "how could I forget about you? Relax, I’ll tell Kel ‘Thuzad. "In this way, they arrived at Kel ‘Thuzad Castle, which is similar to an ordinary lich. Kel ‘Thuzad is also a pile of talking skeletons, but there is no doubt that he is more intimidating than Barton. His eyes are as deep as black holes, as if they can absorb light, making people unable to see through the expression on his face. What kind of lich is it? He took a cold breath and made the temperature in the hall drop a few degrees. After a few pleasantries, Carl respectfully said before leaving," If it is convenient, please use magic to help
"who?" "Maiev Shadow Song" Kel ‘Thuzad’s pupil suddenly dilated and stared at Morred. Soon he returned to his normal state. He said in a sentimental tone, "You have to pay enough for a psychic to consume a lot of magic, ma ‘am." Morred "What else do you need?" Abaddon leaned forward and whispered, "She’s my old fox!" Kel ‘Thuzad: "I heard that Malfurion errorblade stayed in Stormwind and held the post of special envoy of the night elves. Would you like to bring him to us to trade chips?"
Morred: "Is there another one in Fario that I didn’t know about?" Kel ‘Thuzad "Would you like to make this deal, madam?" Morred "I do" Abaddon gritted his teeth "Old fox, if you dare to lie to us, you will die!"
The Scourge Corps is not as cruel, bloodthirsty and irrational as the clan propaganda. The whole high-rise has the same complete social structure and values as us. After two months of training, Morred defeated Abaddon, and many death knights showed that a knight should be noble. None of the victors expressed their dissatisfaction with her victory, and no one showed contempt for her. During that time, Morred lived a full life, which was better than living in the forest in Danasus. The whole forest was worth her nostalgia. Thanks to the moon goddess Ai Luen, not the ghost god Hade.
Chapter 24 League of Assassins "Let you live a few more months, Swing!" Abaddon reined in his skull and horse and arrogantly shouted to Rogue Knight in front of him that this is a vast wetland. Swing’s troops, the army of Abaddon’s dead, met again. Swing has nowhere to go behind him. Rogue Knight is no longer in the past. His eyes are deeply sunken and his face is weathered and lonely, and his whole body is covered with scars. Gauze and bandages have been wrapped around his chest from his shoulders.
There are only a group of loyal Terran soldiers left by General Sven. Their loyalty to the general has long been indifferent to life and death. Swing raised his head year after year, and Lordaeron has been so fast in winter that the broken snow and blades have been thrown in people’s faces in the vast sky. "I’m sorry, brothers," Swing finally said bitterly, "Because I recklessly decided to let everyone fall into this situation today." No one spoke against the snow.
Then the general thrust his big sword into the soil, and his voice rose several times. "In order to defend the kingdom, I gave up my love and left Crystal Maiden Lilai for this dirty war. I also lost my best brother. Three years ago, when I left Stormwind, I didn’t want to go back alive! Demons, even if you take our lives, you can take away the pursuit of freedom! We have reason to be proud to stick to it until the last moment of our lives, and no one betrayed us! Nobody gives up! The holy light will light our way forward! "
The snow is still pouring on the ground, and the thick snow has covered up all the noise. The bodies of the guards are gradually buried and the blood has dyed the earth red.
Fifty-one years of Wood Chronicles is a turning point in the mainland of Azeroth. In this short year, the Natural Disaster Corps has repeatedly broken the iron hoof of the undead, the main force of the Guardian Alliance, and went deep into the southeast hinterland of Lordaeron and marched southward along the coastline. The war spread in Azeroth, and the mainland approached the heart of the human kingdom-the capital Storm City.
In the military headquarters of the Guards Corps on the outskirts of Storm City, the commanders of the human marshals and generals are nervously studying the situation.
Snow was falling all over the window, but Davian and commander Testin frowned. They no longer drank tea and played magic chess leisurely as before.
"The Scourge has attacked another city." Testin reported to the marshal that his face was golden yellow, his beard trembled and he smiled meaningfully.
"I heard that Swing has died in battle, which gives you a better reason to get close to Crystal Maiden." Priest frowned.
"Compared with the outcome of this war, what is a woman?" Knight Davion shook his head dismissively. "I have long thought that Swing will not come back alive. After all, it is a key fortress. The Scourge Corps will never give it up easily. If it fails, Swing’s tenacious character will definitely fight to the end. However, I believe too much in the strength of the guards and allies. I think the final winner will still be us, but the undead have annihilated the main allied forces very quickly. In the past two weeks, they have broken through three lines of defense and are about to attack the capital of the kingdom. It seems that we have to end it
"How sure are you?" King Priest still looks worried. The storm king has a reputation as a knight and a messenger of faith. He has an innate aversion to the undead.
"This is a report from the battlefield." corps commander took out his letterhead and read it. "There are several important people in the natural disaster camp who pose a great threat to us. First, their leader Defense of the Ancients Abaddon; Secondly, the name of a summoner who is good at various spells is unknown; Then there was Nuochong, a blood elf warlock who betrayed the Guards. Of course, they also had an excellent shooter, the ranger Tracy. Who was the last one? King Priest asked eagerly.
"I’m sorry I don’t know her surname and sex king yet." Testin smiled bitterly and continued to read on the letterhead. "She is a frightening hunter who rarely appears on the front battlefield, but when you see her, she is probably the last living thing you see-her speed and strength are incomparable. Many generals of the Guards Corps died tragically because of her half-moon blade. It is said that she used to be an elf and we also gave her the title of phantom assassin."
"Phantom assassin?" The knight turned pale and his body shook unnaturally. "These five enemies should be removed alone!" Knight Davion listened carefully to the report and once again lost in thought. "Maybe assassination is a good idea." Testin added, "Assassin to assassin?" King Priest was even more puzzled. "You are right," commander Testin explained. "There is a famous bounty union hidden in our kingdom-the members of the Assassins’ League come from all corners of the Azeroth continent and are the best assassins. They can assassinate one person in this world, but of course you have to give them enough gold coins before." "The king is willing to spend any money to keep the capital!" King Priest quickly said.
"That’s how we think about the King’s Temple." Testin greeted him behind him. "This is Gondor, the liaison sent by the Assassin’s League." Gondor grinned and showed two rows of neat big fangs. "I’m a bounty hunter of the Assassin’s League. It’s an honor to meet Marshal Wang." "I was scared to death." Priest patted his chest and took a long breath. "Although I appreciate your courage to show up, you have to come up with something decent." The words just fell and the bounty hunter threw a dart. A guard beside Priest should fall Wang finally ate a reassurance that "I will give you a lot of money as a king to complete you." After Gondor got his satisfactory answer, another wind walk disappeared into the vast night.
The Guards made the trick and fog take a devious tactic. Dragon Knight Davian used a dragon tail to knock the plague mage unconscious. Jah’rakal Gerakau threw out a whirlwind flying axe. spirit of war triggered the battle and focused on awakening every guard soldier. The wild and poor plague mage died tragically when he didn’t release the death pulse.
Harbinger, an obsidian born by sucking the magic around him, immediately imprisoned the stars, and the celestial sphere of Jah’rakal’s seal was madly hit on the dragon knight. Suddenly, there was a huge muffled sound behind the blackbird, and the panda Brewmaster Mankix waved an oak stick and thundered to interrupt the blackbird’s orb. In order to defend his city, the owner of Dawning pub resolutely decided to join the front line of fighting against natural disasters. "Hi!" Brewmaster, the panda, was shot down by a drunken cloud, and his fall immediately caused the guards to hate Knight Davion and spit out a flame to end the blackbird’s life.
The sudden attack behind the attack made it impossible to prevent natural disasters. After losing two mages in a row, the anger of the undead was completely ignited. Abaddon roared and drew his sword. kaer summoned Traxex, an elf from two furnaces, to ride on the back of Yalong in the underworld and shoot an ice arrow at several commanders in the guards. "Natural disasters cowards, I have come to avenge my brother Haska!" Gerakau’s green skin and blue veins were exposed, and an axe was flying around him, desperately rushing to the natural disaster array. Defense of the Ancients himself created a light shield and wielded a sword, and the trolls were killed together. Barana gave a harmful illusion to arouse Gerakau’s fear of disability, and put his claws into his throat. When Tracy cast the silent magic, Carl’s melting pot elves got stuck in the troll’s retreat. With Tracy’s fatal arrow, the light shield broke, and Gerakau’s body slowly poured blood and spilled all over the land of the storm kingdom.