Warcraft novel series

In the darkness, a pair of green eyes flashed in the dense darkness, and the charming pupils flashed with disdain and arrogance. Surrounding him were three vague figures, as if they were particularly afraid of this man with green pupils.

A voice in the darkness that was so sharp that it made people's hearts tremble sounded,"Failed, failed again. I don't want to hear the news of failure anymore. I have heard enough about your failure and Ragnaros' failure." Failure, do you want me to place my hopes on the black dragon that has been wandering between madness and sanity?" When that voice sounded, everything seemed so quiet, even death was afraid of this quietness.

"We will never fail again. When those humble creatures come here, it will be the end of their lives. Please trust us once more, as our loyalty to you has never changed. May darkness cover the earth."

"Then again, maybe, my trust doesn't matter anymore."The sharp and harsh voice had a hint of anger, but in an instant he changed to a relatively gentle tone and said,"Maybe you can enchant Xavier again. One of the three souls has been extinguished. This can be regarded as Ragnar. The last thing Rose could do."After a short pause, the voice sounded again,"I want to extinguish all his soul. Remember, failure means death, real death. What I want is a perfect host body. For that person's return, You must be fully prepared, and if you fail, you will be lost in the darkness."

As the voice faded away, everything returned to silence, leaving only three figures that clearly did not belong to the human category. One of the leading guys among them shouted,"Lord C'Thun has given instructions, action. Well, let Mordrac take the lead, and Xavier must be the only one to guide here, and leave the rest to the black dragon of Deathwing and his men."The other two voices echoed in agreement."Xavier, we will definitely meet again, and failure will never be repeated a second time."When an unusually hard tone sounded, the darkness became quiet again.

Three months later, the armies of the tribe and alliance gathered again, but this time even the forces of the four dragon clans gathered at the Dragon Sleeping Temple. This used to be the holy land of dragons. All dragons deposited most of their eggs here to get the dragon's blessing to make their children born healthier. But now such a ritual has destroyed their hopes for the future.

Deathwing captured this place. After the last failure, Deathwing personally took action, and the Wyrmrest Temple was completely destroyed. The Twilight Dragons with the power of corruption captured the Wyrmrest Temple. They wanted to corrupt all the dragon eggs, so that More twilight dragons were born.

But their plans were thwarted by Krasus, the archmage of Dalaran and the husband of the Red Dragon Queen, who used his life to block this insidious plan. Self-destruction, the dragon family's final victory Skill, all the contaminated dragon eggs were reduced to ashes under his self-destruction. But this price also caused huge differences among the dragon clan. The hero had to be stigmatized as a traitor, and no one witnessed Krasus's actions. The scene of a hero is more about questioning Krasus.

The dragon army fell apart, which was also the key to the fall of Wyrmrest Temple. At this time, Thrall stood up. As the new guardian of the earth, Thrall took on the responsibility More responsibilities. Entering the Caverns of Time to find Nozdormu lost in time, and obtained several time fragments from the battle between the heroes of Krasus. With these fragments, he successfully made Red Red who was in grief and crazy. The Dragon Queen Alexstrasza returned to normal and promoted the unity of the dragons. At this moment, as the leader of the Horde Alliance, he has enough capital to stand on the front line of the war. The representative of the Alliance is Varian, and Thrall On the contrary, Varian's recent life has been quite depressed. Due to the return of Deathwing, the dwarf king Magni Bronzebeard, who was exploring the secrets of the earth, was cursed and turned into a purple crystal. Magni's only daughter, Moira Bronzebeard, inherited the title of King of Ironforge. This should not be a controversial ceremony, but because of Moira's identity, she once surrendered to the Fire King Ra. The Dark Iron dwarves of Gennaroth caused a stir.

After the hatred of the Three Hammers War, Ironforge will never allow the Dark Iron dwarves to enter, but this is an internal matter of the dwarves after all. Varian does not think so. He showed great anger at this change in his most loyal ally. He led Varian's army into Ironforge. When his sharp sword was about to chop off Moira's head, he did not notice the eyes of the dwarves. The flames of anger. If he really did this, he would lose the important ally of the dwarves forever.

But what saved him at this moment was his son Anduin Wrynn, and the holy light illuminated Varian's fanatical heart.In the end, the Council of the Three Hammers was reorganized, and the Wildhammer dwarves, Dark Iron dwarves, and Bronzebeard dwarves reunited. This also meant that the 300-year-long civil war between the dwarves finally came to an end.

"Hopefully this collaboration will herald long-lasting peace between the Horde and Alliance."Varian looked at Thrall calmly, the green-skinned orc he once hated so much. Thrall with a pair of dark blue eyes nodded silently and said with some regret,"I hope we can achieve this goal, but it's a pity that after this battle , I will hand over the position of tribal chief, and as the guardian of the earth, I have been given new responsibilities. I only hope that my successor, Hellscream, can continue my style and work hard to maintain this fragile peace."

Hearing that little Hellscream was going to succeed the new chief, Varian showed a disdainful smile, and at the same time expressed concern about the future of the two camps."I hope so."Varian was deeply doubtful as to whether the always manic little Hellscream could really do this.

As if he could see Varian's doubts, Thrall looked up at the majestic Wyrmrest Temple not far away and said calmly Said,"I believe he will be a good chief, and Vol'jin and Bloodhoof will assist and help him complete what I have not completed." Regarding Thrall's answer, Varian was noncommittal, but no one thought that the Horde and the Alliance would break up again in the near future. The cause was Little Hellscream.

As the large coalition forces gathered, riding The orc cavalry of the Wolf Warriors, the giant warriors holding huge totems, and the alliance's champion knights and dwarf musketeers stand in separate courts. They represent different camps, showing their own style in this white snow. Of course, there are three people who are particularly eye-catching, Xavier in white robes, Voss wrapped in tight dark purple leather armor, and Gidwin with a golden beard holding a flaming war hammer. Sa The War Hammer of Vlas is now in the hands of Gidwin, and has been blessed by the demigod Cenarius. This war hammer that was once the Lord of Fire no longer has the power to destroy the world, but as an artifact, The one who owns it will bear the glory of the king and pick up this warhammer. Gidwin's surging fighting spirit will almost melt the land of ice and snow in Northrend.

"I'm back again, I didn't expect to come back to this place in this way."The Sword of Dawn sliced ​​through the ice and snow, making a rustling sound. Xavier stared at the looming Ice Crown Fortress in the distance, as if the tragedy of the past was right in front of him."Yes, the places where we fought are always unforgettable. Voss's voice was filled with melancholy, and Gidwin shouted,"Now is not the time to miss the past. Deathwing's army has already begun to greet us.""

On this vast ice field, the sky is dyed red with purple, forming a strange contrast with the white snow. The Twilight Dragon Clan, the largest legion of Deathwing's minions, has been dispatched. It seems that death can actually be seen from the roaring Wings looked proud at the rear.

As the Twilight Dragon Clan was touched, the Dragon Clan also began to take action. The four major Dragon Clan led their leaders to attack one after another. But the Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza must be removed here. , the roaring red dragon queen brought the majestic knights to the front of the combined army of the tribal alliance. The crystal red scales reflected the color of life, and the vertical pupil of the orange dragon eye seemed to see through everyone's soul. His goal There is only one, and that is Thrall. The five guardians must fight at the same time, and Thrall, the only non-dragon, must be protected. The one who takes on this task is the red dragon queen in front of me."Pick up your warhammer and let us fight side by side.""The Red Dragon Queen's voice is still as gentle as ever, with the unique smoothness of women, but it is more of a firm will to fight."May the glory be with you. Thrall beat his chest and rode on the back of the Red Dragon Queen."Everything is left to you, my ally." Thrall waved his war hammer at Varian, and Varian raised his sword in response.

Looking at Thrall flying in the sky, Varian pointed his sword forward, and his stern eyes revealed that Thrall was flying away. Showing incomparable confidence,"For glory!"That's what the orcs often say, but now it's said by a human, but it doesn't diminish his heroic spirit at all.

The white snow sets off the heroic figures of warriors fighting to the death. What confronts them is the minions of the ancient gods, the Faceless Men. Abnormal creatures. The one who is most familiar with these creatures is Gidwin. Thinking of the tragic scene in Ulduar, the war hammer he wielded was like a roaring fire dragon, constantly bringing out the smell of burning. This is his battle. , he wants to wash away his past frustrations and humiliations.

The golden arrows of his bow turn into rays of deadly light and pierce every enemy who stands in front of him. Purple-black blood covers this holy snowfield, The Sword of Dawn he wielded was never afraid of every enemy that stood in front of him. The allied forces, fighting with all their strength, came to the ancient ruins under the Dragon Sleeping Temple with an overwhelming momentum.