Warcraft novel series

The flying artillery fire brought smoke to the sky in this not-so-old city, and dead bodies and scattered goblin machines could be seen everywhere. The battle rages on from the Arena, the gateway to the Iron Fortress. Different from the path that the three Voss passed through, which was heavily hoarded by Hellscream, a large number of Kulonka orcs and goblin machines were guarding here. It can be said that this is the most elite force of Hellscream. The inextricable battle continued until Jaina's arrival. The red light ball falling from the sky brought a mushroom cloud into the sky. The power of the Focusing Rainbow was still so eye-catching. Looking at the arena that had been razed to the ground, not even a single intact body could be found. This result was satisfying for Jaina. Just as little Hellscream had done in Theramore, Jaina would seek revenge in the same way. Of course, the yield he released was much smaller than that used on Theramore, but even so it was still enough. With a satisfied smile on his lips, he didn't know that he was getting closer and closer to the tyrant. A huge hole appeared in the razed arena leading to the steel fortress where the little Hellscream was located. The dark tunnel was shining with black and red light. Explosion was the best way to face the unknown danger.

When Jaina intended to fire another Focusing Iris in this pothole, Thrall stopped her."Little Hellscream needs to be judged, and the Pandaren of Pandaria need an explanation." Seeing the city he carefully managed become devastated, the former orc leader couldn't help but sigh. But he knew that what Jaina did was not wrong, and that war did not require sympathy. Or maybe Thrall chose to forgive Jaina's tyranny for the mistakes he had made.

But facing Thrall's reasons, Jaina's cold face showed a trace of disdain,"Explain, who will give the explanation to Theramore's innocent ones!" With the scattered white hair and angry face, the former friendship was in the sea. Ramona ceased to exist after the explosion. Thrall couldn't imagine what kind of things could have turned that gentle and peaceful archmage into what he is now. But he knew that it must be an unforgettable memory. Thrall did not know many things that little Hellscream did after he came to power. Thrall, who had been isolated from information for too long, had been far away from the center of power. But this was not enough for Thrall to shirk his responsibility. It was precisely because of his resignation that he gave the little Hellscream a stage to display his ambitions.

It was Varian who came out to resolve the embarrassment at this time. As the leader of the alliance, he had the obligation to bridge any form of contradiction at this time."No amount of condemnation can undo what has happened. Anger will only make things worse. Don't let those dead heroes cry in the dark." Regarding Varian's persuasion, Jaina chose to accept it silently. He stepped aside as a form of compromise, but Thrall knew from the resentful look in his eyes that everything was far from over.

No one knew what was in the underground fortress that had been blasted with a big hole, but waiting quietly for unknown changes was unacceptable to everyone. In the end, after deliberation, the result was that the tribal leaders were in front, with their personal guards. Entering this unknown fortress, Sylvanas was left behind to lead the coalition forces after the loss of Voss. The same goes for the Alliance. Verissa was left behind. Varian and Jaina followed the tribal leaders and elite Alliance heavy armor soldiers into the fortress that was built after Thrall left office.

The world after the light and shadow conversion is completely unrelated to the world, filled with the wildness of the orcs and the precision of the goblin machinery. The underground city made entirely of steel is filled with the smell of heat and blood. This is an underground palace located underground close to lava, and it is also the laboratory of little Hellscream. The products of failed Sha initiation are scattered everywhere. Those collapsed orcs, everyone is loyal to little Hellscream, but they What you get is the joy of gaining power for a moment, and the despair of facing death after being unable to control your power. The blackened bloodstains on the cold walls and the mechanical guards wandering around proved that there was no trace of the orc army here. It seems that the orc army in the arena is the last resistance of little Hellscream, but the smell of danger clearly conveys, but on the other hand, it shows that there are still potential dangers hidden here.

"Let the large army be stationed. It is obviously not a rational behavior for all the leaders to take risks together."Varian's order was well implemented. With the initial exploration of each camp's heroic units, there was no point in continuing the adventure alone, and Thrall obviously agreed with Varian's opinion. But at this time , the roaring alarm sounded."Intruder, intruder, activate the defense system!"The sharp and cold mechanical sound appeared in front of the leaders. A large number of precision protective instruments made by goblins. Small bomb guards, and autonomous cutting robots.

But these low-level guards are obviously not enough for the heroes of each camp. Jaina and Lor'themar Theron's arcane blast is enough to kill them all. Obviously the defense measures here are too weak, at least Jaina thinks so."It's too weak, I don't believe that red-skinned orc The fortress that was built with great efforts only had this defensive function, or maybe he was already prepared to be judged in advance."Thall obviously doesn't think so about what Jaina said. As his successor, if he only had this strategic vision, then he would not sit on the throne of the tribal chief.

But this is the fact. When a large number of coalition forces arrive, almost the entire The underground fortresses were all under the control of the coalition forces. The devastated coalition forces were swept into the empty steel hall and ran rampant, as if the opponent they faced was the air, and no one could stop their progress. But challenges and dangers can never be avoided. When fierce When the explosion sounded, no one thought that the danger came from the boxes that were scattered everywhere and brought back from Pandaria.

All kinds of boxes were scattered along the smooth road, and no one thought that they were steel The biggest threat in the fortress. The roaring and exploding box itself does not pose much of a threat, but the mogu anima stone statue and mogu shadow mage emerging from it are different. The large amounts of corrosive poison and the shadow mystery give way to The entire battlefield fell into chaos."Quickly, destroy them, all heavy armor professions retreat!"The mage group activates the protective barrier and the priests disperse it!""When various orders sounded, the already chaotic battlefield became even more chaotic. In this small space, no order could be well executed, and after the emergence of the Mantid, this chaos became even more chaotic. Seriously.

It seemed that the unique smell of the mogu was felt, and the mantid Amber Priest and Wind Rider mantid also broke out of the box. Compared to the mogu, which are more inclined to the legal profession, these mantid are more Likes to use sharp blades to solve problems. The Amber Mantid solidified the feet of the warriors so that they could not move and became a good target. The slender and curved sword of the Wind Rider brought a rain of blood and cut the target in two. Chaos On the battlefield, each profession began to fight independently, or formed a small-scale team to deal with the immediate crisis. The sudden appearance of mogu and mantid cut the coalition into two parts, which forced everyone present to The form of the battle team is independent. This kind of battle is the same even among heroes. Against the backdrop of burning torches, all you can see is Varian and Jaina fighting side by side, Varian using his great sword Covering Jaina's spellcasting, a large amount of arcane energy emitted seductive sparks. Thrall's chain lightning also supported a safe zone under the cover of Vol'jin's spear and voodoo. Only Lor'themar Saron The regent of the blood elves is a person. Maybe this is the exclusivity in the tribe. If Sylvanas is still here, he will definitely stand by his side. Unfortunately, if there is no such thing, he has nothing else except using arcane explosions to protect himself. After all, as a spellcasting profession, distance is life.

Under the leadership of the hero, each team formed a combat group consisting of heavy armored soldiers, priests and shamans, as well as offensive professions such as mages and hunters. Chaotic. The battle situation finally became a little calmer. But this order did not last long. As the Mogu Shadow Mage summoned combat-type mogu stone statues and rich combat combinations of gargoyles, the newly formed order was broken again. And the Mantid The bombardiers, small terror insects, and close-combat warcallers completely pushed the coalition forces to a dead end.

Those mantid bombardiers that dropped bombs everywhere could bring up a large fire every time they shot, and the slow movement of heavy armored soldiers often caused Being the first target to be attacked, the steel golems and gargoyles are highly resistant to physical attacks. He firmly protects those weak professions behind him. As for the omnipresent Terror Insects, they are the most dangerous existence. , the warriors whose limbs were blown off would be eaten until their bones were left if they were entangled by these terrifying insects. Although they were not strong, the fact that they exploded after being bloodthirsty made them a nightmare for everyone.

The number of dead is constantly increasing and decreasing. Scenes of broken armor and squirming horror insects eating corpses can be seen everywhere. The sound of explosions from time to time turns the steel fortress into a hell of the dead."Join hands!""When Jaina and Varian's fighting team was forced to disband due to the charge of a large number of mantids, Jaina had to send this invitation to Lor'themar, who was also fighting alone. The same problem also appeared next to Lor'themar, a A noble mage has to survive in a melee profession that cannot keep distance, which is tantamount to suicide. When Lor'themar turned his attention to Thrall and I'm anxious for you, he found that the two tribal leaders had to go their own way at this moment. In order to fight, Thrall, who wielded the Doomhammer, was more like a warrior, charging and killing among the surging enemies, while Vol'jin used his poison-coated spear to sweep through the terror insects. At this moment, they were more like warriors. Like a leader.

And the same battle with Jaina is in the same situation. Jaina, who is constantly releasing arcane explosions, cannot use the ice magic she is good at to kill those spellcasting professions hiding in the distance, which also makes him miserable.. In the end, the two mages who were close to each other decided to cooperate again. Even if they decided not to interact with each other since the battle of Thunder God Island, they still had to stand together to face the crisis in front of them at this moment.

"I'll cover you while you kill those mogu shadow priests."Lor'themar is dangerous as an enemy, but his reliability makes Jaina feel at ease when he becomes a teammate. The lavender arcane barrier completely isolates any mogu and mantid who dare to approach him. At the same time, Jaina I finally had the opportunity to let the thick ice arrows pierce the mogu shadow priests who were clothed in cloth. With the decline of those shadow priests and the reduction of legal professions, Thrall and Vol'jin can finally breathe a sigh of relief. As shamans Having to rely on his war hammer to fight at close quarters was a frustrating experience for him. It was this kind of anger that made him hold up his war hammer and call upon the power of the elements when he got a breather. Large chains of lightning struck the mantid terrors crawling around one by one. The electricity was so intense that they were scorched. Those melee mantids who dared to approach were all pierced by the spear in Vol'jin's hand. At the same time, the voodoo belonging to the troll also exerted its power again. The faint black smoke made those mantid who dropped bombs everywhere The bombardier completely lost his judgment on the target and hit his own people several times. The heroes have the ability to reverse the situation of the battle in some aspects, and they have used this ability well at this moment, and as the battle gradually progresses It became clear that a box burst again, and what emerged from the box were the Pandaren Heroic Spirits. Everyone who was originally nervous found that these Pandaren Heroic Spirits were obviously as friendly as their compatriots, whether it was the wine barrels that were thrown out or the empty ones that started to be split. The flaming knife targets all the mogu people.Mantid, as for the gentle waterfall of running water, it warms those warriors who were injured in the battle. Unlike the warmth of the holy light, these pandaren healing spells are more inclined to heal internal injuries. The wounds that were cracked healed slowly, but the Qi and blood were disturbed. It can calm down quickly. With their help, the battle for the chaotic Iron Fortress truly became one-sided.

But just when the heroes were about to take a breath, a new crisis came. He was led by the goblin technology king Heisuo with a tamed terrifying beast called Sok, a dinosaur, and a huge number of goblin machines. Strange. It was obviously useless to communicate with them. When Thrall was still trying to make Black Suo change his mind, a laser flashed under Thrall's feet to show his position. Money is invincible, especially in the eyes of goblins. Since you can afford a sufficient price to go to Hellscream, why can't you work for him? What is just and unjust are all illusory things.