Warcraft novel series

The cold snow froze Xavier's last tears, leaving too many sad tears on this frozen wasteland. On that scorched battlefield, Xavier still didn't find Marissa's body in the end. Maybe there was still a trace of luck in his heart that Marissa could escape the catastrophe, but even he himself didn't believe in such a slim expectation. How could he hope that fate would favor him.

Now this Forsaken has a more important task to complete. He knows that Faranir has returned to the Undercity, Sylvanas is in danger, and all the Forgotten in the Undercity are in danger. For this only person who can call home place, Xavier absolutely does not want him to have any problems. Fortunately, the Red Dragon Queen understood his thoughts. As the giver of life, this dragon that had lived for tens of thousands of years sent his lover Krasus, the legendary mage of Dalaran, who now showed his great power. The dragon form carries Xavier through this frozen wasteland on the road to the Undercity.

Xavier should be excited to have the opportunity to fly on a giant dragon, but the heartbreaking sadness of losing his lover made him not in this mood at all. The biting north wind howled past Xavier, bringing with it the solemn voice of the guardian of the earth.

"Why should you go back? A fate you cannot predict will happen there."The voice of Krasus, the guardian of Azeroth, was low and hoarse. Perhaps every wizard in dragon form would make such a voice. The biting north wind blew past Xavier's face, taking away his last tear." No matter what, it is my home, and no child would not want to go home when he is tired. Xavier answered simply, but seemed so powerless in this cold winter. Maybe it was just for simple revenge, for those soldiers who died inexplicably, and for the lover who had just met but was separated forever.

"As a person chosen by fate, you are destined to be lonely. Remember, no matter what happens, you must believe in your choice. No matter how big the temptation is, don't be defeated by yourself."Krassus's words are more like a dogma. Maybe he said more, but now Xavier has no intention of listening anymore. All he can think about is how to inform Sylvanas Faranir as soon as possible. What he did at the Gate of Scourge, it is a pity that the anxious forgotten person was still a step too late. When the gears of destiny began to turn, no one could stop him, not even Xiavel. After crossing the endless sea, Xavier finally returned to the Eastern Kingdom. On the land, not far away is the familiar Undercity. The gloomy green Tirefal Woodland is still full of a death-like aura. Obviously Krasus is not used to the humid environment here."This place is full of the aura of the dead. , as the guardian of life, it seems that I should not be here."Crassus, the red dragon, folded his wings and took care of his dazzling red wings. It seemed that the gloomy atmosphere here had reached the point where he could not bear it.

"Thank you for sending me here. Please take me to convey my most sincere gratitude to the Red Dragon Queen."Xavier bid farewell to Krasus humbly. Maybe he once wanted to get help from the red dragons, but he decided to give up asking for help from the red dragons to solve the internal problems among the Forsaken. Maybe he was still evaluating this stubborn temper. Sylvanas's attitude, little did she know that the former Queen of Darkness could only live a humiliating life under the shelter of others. Looking at Krasus flying away with wings, Xavier was still thinking about the final fate of this red dragon mage. A warning to him,"There is a strong aura of demons in the Undercity. No matter what you face, don't believe it easily. Sometimes the eyes can be deceiving."

Speaking of demons, Xavier thought of Varimathras stationed in the Undercity. I don't know if this King of Fear is guarding the Undercity properly, or maybe the Queen has returned to the Undercity, and he is starting to wander around again. His research on demonic circles? Xavier was not very impressed by this fear lord, and was even a little disgusted, but Sylvanas valued him very much. Perhaps since Xavier killed the fear lord's brother, At that time, the King of Terror obeyed Sylvanas with peace of mind, and there was really no problem with him during this period. What worried Xavier the most was Faranir, the royal pharmacist who dared to betray the queen. Returning to the Undercity, Xavier was eager to know what evil wind he was blowing around the Queen.

The land of Tirifa Glades still exudes a heavy and thick smell of decay, especially the smell of death the closer it gets to the Undercity. The stronger it gets. But this is a very familiar smell to Xavier. In this land ruled by the forgotten, this smell makes them feel like home. Being able to live freely is already God's gift to them. The greatest gift. At this moment, Xavier thought of the days when he was the mayor of Luo Zhong Town, basking in the sun leisurely and tasting his favorite groundroot honey drink. It would be even better if Marissa was by his side. Okay. Xavier's thoughts involuntarily turned to the lover whose life and death were still unknown. Although as a person who died once, he learned to forget the sentimentality of human beings, but the faint pain buried deep in his heart still urged him. He went back quickly.

The gate of the Undercity was right in front of him. This palace of the Forgotten was surprisingly quiet today. On the dilapidated old site of Lordaeron, there were no patrols coming and going, not even people wandering around doing business. The vendors are no longer visible."Perhaps the battle in Northrend consumed too many troops, and even the guards here have relaxed. Xavier shook his head to comfort himself, but what he saw next was completely beyond his imagination. Stepping into this abandoned ancient city, the thick smell of decay became stronger, and the Forgotten guards fell everywhere. The corpses were the source of these rotting smells. Some were torn into pieces, and some were crushed and their bones were lying there limply. Such a miserable situation even Xavier, who had seen the world, couldn't help but be shocked."What happened here!"This question passed through Xavier's brain like lightning,"Could this all be done by Faranir!"Xavier couldn't help but speed up the steps leading into the Undercity, but the figure flashing out of the darkness made him stop.

A forgotten man wearing a gray-black cloak came out of the darkness, with a gloomy face. With a bit of cunning, his sunken green eyes were looking at Xavier from time to time, and the cracked corners of his mouth let out a harsh and evil smile when Xavier showed a look of astonishment. Faranir, the brewer of the tragedy of the Gate of Scourge Now he is standing on the land of the Undercity in an upright and dignified manner, as if he is already the master of this place.

"You still dare to come back, have you forgotten how fierce the anger of the Queen of Darkness is? Xavier, who calmed down, suppressed his anger and said coldly."Are you talking about Sylvanas?" This poor woman is now worrying about her own fate."Faranir said wantonly without any sense of urgency, as if the once-high-ranking queen was just a toy that could be thrown away to him. Xavier no longer wanted to say another word to this betrayer, deeply The anger buried deep in his heart was burning his reason, especially his longing for Marisa, which prompted him to pick up the death's scythe behind him and get closer to the insidious royal pharmacist step by step.

And Farani Er seemed not worried at all. No one knew whether he was not afraid of Xavier's power at all or whether he had other plans. But the facts immediately confirmed that he had no reason. There was a loud bang and the door to the Undercity suddenly closed. Along with the smoke and dust rising due to the vibration, two huge black figures attacked Xavier from behind. The strong corrosive demonic smell made Xavier know that those were Varima without even looking back. The demons under Sass, I don’t know when they also took refuge in Faranir. Xavier was still as brave as ever in wielding the scythe, and he didn’t look like he had lost his power because of the seal. A gentle white holy light enveloped his body. With his whole body, he moved lightly between the two demons, and when one demon jumped into the air and pounced too hard, he swung the sickle, and the sharp blade cut off the demon's wings. The hot black blood spattered and almost burned Xia. Weir's body. But Xia Weier did not hesitate. How could he miss this rare opportunity? After the dark light and shadow, the demon with broken wings quickly turned into a corpse and fell. The fall of the other demon was nothing more than a corpse. It was a matter of time. When the black blood stained Xavier's body, the hero of the Forsaken finally turned around to face Faranir again.

To Xavier's surprise, the weak royal apothecary did not take advantage of this opportunity. He ran away and even crossed his arms to watch Xavier's battle with interest."Could it be that he saw that I had exhausted all my strength and thought he could easily eliminate me." Can't bear to face Faranir in front of me

"Great Lord Xavier, you are finally back. The greetings given by my men were so inconsiderate that they may have frightened you."That was the voice of a demon that penetrated the soul. The dark red wings of the dark armor with complex patterns on the tall figure finally appeared. The figure of the fear lord Varimathras finally appeared. He flew lightly to the side of Faranir. Standing there without saying a word, Xavier already understood that he regretted why he didn't listen to Krasus. Maybe keeping this red dragon mage would make his situation a little better, but at this moment he still held a trace of illusion. Maybe everything in front of him was just an illusion.

It wasn't until a large number of demons rushed out from the depths of the Undercity and surrounded Xavier that Xavier was completely desperate."Varimathras, what will happen to your shameful betrayal?" The Queen of Darkness will not let you go."Xavier's last roar made the demon lord burst into shrill laughter,"Sylvanas? He was never my master, I was always subordinate to Sargeras, the great leader of the Burning Legion. Sooner or later I will deal with this banshee who dares to betray us. Now it's your turn. Varimathras's scarlet eyes were filled with deep hatred,"If it weren't for you, my brothers would not have died. It's time to repay the debt you owed!" Varimathras raised his arm with black and purple pointed nails, and all the demons rushed towards Xavier. At this moment, Xavier closed his eyes in despair, and he thought of death. Unexpectedly, it would come so soon. Before Marissa and the many heroes who fought against the natural disaster could take revenge, she would leave this world forever. Thinking of this, Xavier suddenly opened his eyes, exuding a cold air. Waving the scythe of death, sitting still and waiting for death has never been the choice of this forgotten man. Even if he dies, he will kill a few more demons, although such behavior is meaningless. The torn flesh, the splattered blood, the scorching demons The blood of Xavier made Xavier crazy, but when his increasingly weak hands were no longer able to wield the weapon of death, darkness truly came. The sky became darker and darker because there were too many demons surrounding him, and the slender and sharp When the devil's claws almost tore his flesh apart, he fainted. Perhaps this was the best choice for a man who was about to die.

"Don't kill him yet."That gloomy and insidious voice saved Xavier's life, and the owner of this voice was none other than Faranir. This royal pharmacist ordered all the demons to stop for some unknown reason and was about to tear Xavier apart.Devil's claws."What do you want to do?" Varimathras looked at the traitor of the Forsaken in confusion. But he never had the slightest doubt about this ally. Varimathras, who had buried the seeds of hatred deeply, wanted to protect his brother all the time. He refined the demon's dark teleportation magic circle and contacted his former master to provide him with power.

All of this is going on slowly in the darkness of the Undercity. Who would have thought that the Horde's ally, the Undercity, would be a breeding ground for demons. Of course, all this would not be possible without the help of Faranir. First, under the guise of developing a poison that can eliminate the undead scourge, the royal apothecary asked Sylvanas, who had hatred for the Lich King, to set aside a special place for him to develop this poison, while Faranir Found Varimathras, made an alliance request, and provided the demon lord with a place to study the demonic circle. Faced with such an alluring offer, the cunning demon lord raised his suspicions that he had no reason to trust a Forsaken. After all, he was still a warrior under Sylvanas, and any unnecessary actions would put himself in extreme danger.

Faranir seemed to have discovered the demon lord's concerns. He used only one sentence to eliminate the fear lord's doubts."What I want is unrestricted rights, and what you can give me is an opportunity. You want the Burning Legion to regain its trust. I can help you achieve your goal. In this dark land, our future is doomed." are connected together." Next, Faranir's full support made the Dread Lord full of trust in this Forgotten One, but in the bottom of his heart he had this idea that when all goals were achieved, he would kill this one with his own hands. The confident Forsaken Apothecary has no one who can negotiate terms with the demons, but this is the ultimate goal to achieve the goal. For the time being, they still have a cooperative relationship.

Finally, the day Varimathras had been waiting for arrived. The disaster at the Scourge Gate gave him the opportunity to resist Sylvanas' rule. He led the demons that spewed out from the demonic circle and occupied the Forgotten Castle in one fell swoop. Queen Sylvanas, who was once arrogant and arrogant, could only choose to escape. Too many of his troops were invested in Northen. Germany, and the empty Undercity has almost no power to resist Varimathras' demonic legions. Soon he became the new master here, and Faranir, who gave him this opportunity, used the power of the portal to escape the Red Dragon Legion's ruthless burning of the Gate of Scourge. Returned to the undercity that was already ruled by Varimathras.

Varimathras could have easily killed the now useless royal apothecary. But the royal apothecary seemed to see through his intentions. The arrogant Faranir told the demon lord that he had been authorized by Sargeras to fully manage all the demons in the Undercity, and took out the magic weapon given by Sargeras. Blood Rune. In the face of this rune, even Sargeras' general Kil'jaeden had to obey. At this moment, Varimathras knew that the only person who was being used from beginning to end was himself. Annoyance and anger were written all over his twisted face. face but he could only obey.

Faranir shook the medicine bottle containing pink liquid in his hand in response to Varimathras' doubts,"I want this hero of the Forsaken to die worthily. Let him drink this bottle of mind-bending potion and become ours." Warrior, go and clear out the Scarlet Monastery to the east of the Undercity, and let him die in the gorgeous fireworks. It will be worthy of his title of hero. Is there any problem?" Faranir's confident and evil smile made Val Rimathras was completely convinced. For such an evil character who wanted to take advantage of a dying person, even the Dread Lord, who thought he was evil, was ashamed."Follow your orders." Varimathras lowered his head humbly. Now he was just an obedient, and he had no right to refute the opinions from above.