Warcraft novel series

The bright red blood fell on the solid rock, making a crisp sound. In the deep purple of the twilight, Gurgar sat peacefully on the amethyst throne, admiring the brave men who dared to challenge him to shed the last drop of blood here.

Two transparent purple crystals nailed the body of a blood elf to the wall that exuded light purple light and shadow. The messy golden hair was spread out and stained with bright red blood, the broken clothes were dyed bright red, and the ancient bow and arrow Isodar lay quietly on the obsidian ground stained red with blood. At this moment, Voss is like a brave warrior who has failed in a challenge and is quietly welcoming the arrival of death. Even heroes like Vos must bow before Cho'gall's might.

The flowing arrows were filled with arcane magic but could not break through Cho'gall's magic defense barrier. Cho'gall, who is sitting peacefully on the throne, only needs to inject his weird magic into the bodies of those loyal Twilight cultists, and the furious Twilight cultists will become unkillable brave warriors. The Twilight Warrior walked out of the magic that was burning with red flames. His whole body was covered in hard magic armor, which was armor wrapped in green and purple-black stripes. Even magical arrows cannot cause serious damage to them, and nothing is more terrifying than a warrior who is not afraid of death and has powerful attack power.

When the sharp blade was deeply embedded in Gidwin's body and threw his body deeply against the wall, and then fell down, the brave dwarf warrior lay quietly in a pool of blood, as quiet as a Sleeping child. The brave Gidwin used his war hammer to describe his bravery, which once smashed the heads of three mutated Twilight warriors in succession. But when facing endless monsters that were not afraid of death, he finally got tired. Only one negligence almost killed him. Even though he jumped back hard, the sharp blade still hit him without armor. There were deep marks on his chest.

Gidwin's fall like a hero aroused Vos's anger, and the crazy blood elf's eyes turned blue again. The angry flames burned his reason, and the power of magic began to gather towards him, which was the torrent of arcane magic. , a forbidden technique for blood elves to sacrifice their lives. Voss could no longer care so much. The turbulent magic whirlpool was filled with exploding elements. Explosions continued to sound. All the undead warriors exploded violently like ignited gunpowder. The scorching flames illuminated the sky, filling the dark throne room with dazzling light.

Voss, who overused his power, has not died. He has not yet watched Cho'gall fall. Death is something he will not allow. Even if the mountain falls, he will persist until Cho'gall is destroyed. Unfortunately, reality is always cruel. When two dim purple crystals shot out from the thick smoke, Voss's fate was already sealed.

He had no strength to dodge, and the crystal embedded deeply in his shoulder pinned his broken body firmly to the thick rock wall. Blood dyed his whole body red. This was the inevitable price of using the arcane torrent. The blood soaked every inch of his body until the last drop of blood was drained.

"You have me to thank for allowing you to enjoy my questioning here."That's the voice that belongs to Gu'gall. It's a sharp and sharp voice. It's the sound made by one of Gu'gall's heads. It's rare that his other head doesn't make any disturbing sounds. The air is filled with suffocating sounds. peaceful

"Why, why am I still alive."Voss's voice was very weak, but it was obvious that this weakness could not kill him. The two crystals inserted into his shoulders began to disappear and melt, and the blood flowing along with Voss entered his body. Then the broken body began to stop. Bleeding, broken flesh being restored, and the re-infused life making people feel joyful and sweet, but at the same time, it is also accompanied by panic and doubts.

"Why?"The other head of Gu'gall couldn't help but speak lonely,"Because this is my throne, I decide anyone's life and death. Without my permission, the God of Death can't step into my room, let alone harvest what I want. The one who wants to keep him alive."After a short pause, another person took over the topic,"You will soon understand that living is the most painful thing, right brother?""No, I am the elder brother and you are the younger brother."The other head obviously didn't like the title of younger brother."You are wrong. I was born one minute earlier than you, so I am the older brother!"The two heads began to quarrel fiercely. It was a noisy and funny scene, but Voss and Gidwin did not have classy smiles. They only felt disgusted. It would be terrible if this extremely stupid creature disappeared from the world forever. things they would like to see

"Go to hell, monster!"Gidwin stood up again and rushed out with the hammer, full of exhaustion. Although the fatal scars were healed in this room filled with purple smoke, his tired body still made it difficult for him to move. This is also Directly determining his defeat, the heavy warhammer drew a perfect arc in the air and landed heavily on the ground with a deafening bang. Jidwin's body followed that arc and hit the solid wall heavily. , making the sound of broken bones.

At this moment, Vos's eyes were as calm as ever. It was not that he was not angry about Gidwin's heavy injury, but at the moment when the anger was just ignited, reason prevailed. What he saw was Cho'gall He just raised his arm slightly, and an invisible pressure sent Gidwin's body flying out. That was power, an absolutely powerful and unquestionable power. The calm Gu'gall who had regained his composure was so quiet that it was scary, soaked in blood. Cho'gall in the middle made a strange voice."The great ancient gods need fresh sacrifices. The elves and dwarves must live. When the blood stains the door to the future, the door to the temple of the gods will open."This was an inexplicable sound, with a powerful intimidation that made Voss' whole body tremble involuntarily, and his stiff body could not move. But this did not prevent him from seeing Gidwin standing up staggeringly. At this moment, this The dwarf's body, which was bleeding all over due to the heavy blow, seemed to have returned to health in an instant. The mail was as tight as ever and wrapped around his strong body, as if nothing had happened. The only thing that had changed was the look in Gidwin's eyes. With the flames of anger again, forbearance and restraint took over, and Gidwin, who had always been violent, learned to be quiet. In the eyes of his short comrade, Voss felt a hint of fear. That was something Voss had never seen before. What Jidwen found in his eyes, but this is understandable. Being treated like a toy and being played with without being able to resist is an insult in itself. If even the right to die is deprived, then no one will feel anything but anger. There will be a trace of fear left.

This time it was Vos who was humiliated. When Cho'gall's eyes stared at Vos, he knew that he was about to embark on the same fate as Gidwin."Let's start, I Dear toys."It was a high-pitched and disgusting voice, but the effect he brought was always terrifying.

A dim purple crystal flew out from Cho'gall's throne, and the sharp light penetrated Vos's chest. He was nailed hard to the wall. The blood spurted out in an instant, making the earth scream."Bleed, be resentful, just don't die.""Chor'gall, who looked at Voss with mocking eyes, must be in a good mood now. The melted crystal replaced Voss's flowing blood and replenished it into Voss's body, allowing the blood elf to return to this place from the edge of death again. The world of tragic love.

Repeated again and again, this world where death is not an option has passed for an unknown amount of time. When death makes people feel numb, Gidwin and Voss stood up for unknown times. Heavy The warhammer made Gidwin's arms tremble, and Isodar, who was carved with dark golden patterns, no longer felt as sharp as before. No words were needed at this moment, and the almost numb eyes of the two people had proved the exhaustion in their hearts. Countless times Failure, even as heroes Voss and Gidwin will feel frustration spreading from the bottom of their hearts and swallowing up the last glimmer of light in their hearts.

But one voice changed this situation, or rather two voices, those were two The girls' voices in unison were like a bonfire in the darkness lighting up the road ahead."Destroy the Crystal Throne."That was the voice from Garona and Nasha. They had successfully sneaked into Cho'gall's room. Even earlier, they saw Voss and Gidwin constantly being torn between life and death. The pain The torture sent chills down the spines of the two assassins who were used to seeing grand scenes.

Especially Nasha, who had always looked down on Cho'gall's style, even began to imagine what his fate would be if he fell into the hands of this terrifying ogre magician.. In his heart, he began to panic about his upcoming betrayal. But Garona held his trembling hand tightly, and a warm feeling calmed him down a little. He knew that he had no way out. Everything he has done now is tantamount to betrayal. In addition to killing Gu'gall and destroying the Twilight Fortress so that no one knows what he has done, it is the safest and only option. It is precisely because Gu'gall is fanatically Enjoying the pleasure of torturing Voss and Gidwin, he did not notice the presence of others, which also gave Voss and Gidwin the opportunity to reverse their fate."You guys made me have a lot of fun, really I'm a bit reluctant to let you die there."Chu'gall's harsh tone told Voss and Gidwin, I'm tired of playing, you can go and die. If Voss and Gidwin didn't hear the message from Nasha and Garona, Before the news, it might have been good news, but now they are definitely not willing to die.

"The damned one is you!"Voss, who suddenly picked up Isodar, opened his bow and arrow. The dim arcane radiance emitted a golden light in Voss's firm eyes. It was the magic from the power of the Sunwell. But he had strong side effects. Of course, this side effect is not borne by Vos. It is Isodar Wrath of the Stars itself that bears this power. When the legendary magical bow that has absorbed the power of the essence of the Sunwell begins to bloom with golden light, it means that he It will be unusable for the next year.

Isodar, who has exhausted all his power, must return to the Sunwell to regain power and replenish all his consumption. Imagine what Voss can still have after losing his best weapon. He may not be as good as an ordinary warrior, a soldier who fell from a hero to the bottom of the valley in an instant. This is something that everyone with power does not want to see, and the same goes for Voss. But now Voss has no choice. Pulling out the bow and arrow, the dazzling light illuminated the entire throne room, like the dazzling golden color emitted by the scorching sun. The dense golden light passed through the roof and passed through the thick dark purple in the sky. The light was like a ray of light. The waterfall fell from the sky, and in an instant the golden halo dyed the entire throne room a dazzling golden color.

Then there was the sound of broken stones, and the collapsed throne room completely became an open-air platform, and the broken stones The block fell, and even Cho'gall had to praise this powerful attack."Not bad power, I think this is your dying counterattack, let the sky verify your death, this will be your last glory."