Warcraft novel series

In the morning mist of dawn, the armies of the Horde and Alliance were ushered in with the sound of horse hooves. Undercity, the demonic city now under the rule of Varimathras, is now facing its darkest day. Today's Dark City has been heavily surrounded by the coalition forces, and the sound of the friction of weapons confirms their determination to break through this dark fortress.

"Give the order, Commander!"The anxious soldiers have long been unable to restrain themselves from killing those demons." The Alliance army has rushed into the Undercity from the sewer. What am I waiting for!"The noisy shouts gradually became louder, but Thrall remained unmoved. Facing the leader of the tribe, Sylvanas could only suppress his irritability. Fortunately, Thrall did not let it go. He waited too long or Varimathras didn't let him wait too long. The Dread Lord who chose to rebel finally chose to stand up and face his former master, the Dark Queen Sylvanas.

In this somewhat broken land of Los Angeles On the old site of Danlun, the King of Fear stood proudly at the gate leading to the depths of the Undercity, looking proudly at Thrall, Sylvanas and their army."You little creatures, do you think you can compete with the great Burning Legion?" Do you want to contend? Death is waiting for you. Come on, my subordinates."With a wave of Varimathras's hand, a large number of demons rushed out from the alien space in a flash of fluorescent green. The battle began without handover, and the fear lord disappeared into the deep darkness of the Undercity. Turning around Their eyes intertwined, and Sylvanas still saw the little uneasiness in Varimathras's heart, but what could this mean? Strength is always the most important thing on the battlefield.

With a bow and arrow, Sylvanas' His movements were still as smooth and natural as when he was the ranger leader. The sharp arrows wrapped with magic easily passed through the demon's body, and more and more black blood stained the old site of the royal city. It must be said that the orcs' The army is very strong, and there are many warriors who still fight against the enemy despite having their arms torn off. Glory is always the insurmountable bottom line for the orcs. Every warrior waves the weapon in his hand and makes a huge sound with the attack of cutting or smashing. It frightened those demons who thought they were powerful. Soon all the demons on the battlefield were wiped out, and the mutilated corpses were quickly cleaned up.

"Lead the way, Sylvanas, and together we end the Legion's rule. Thrall turned and looked at Sylvanas. That was the power of trust. Sylvanas trembled slightly and then immediately returned to his usual calmness."Yes, please follow me, the war chief.""After passing through that door, the dark space behind it was not suitable for the advance of the large army. Thrall insisted that he and Sylvanas go first. Perhaps this was because of his pride in his own strength, but the wise man was more concerned about how to reduce the number of troops. Sacrifice, after all, those women holding their children are still waiting for their husbands to return in triumph

"Chief, the elevator is damaged!"Sylvanas said with some panic. The lack of elevators in this environment with a large height difference is very detrimental to the march of the troops, and those demons with wings will be very good at ambush."Wind, please listen. My request."At this moment, Thrall raised the war hammer in his hand and called for the sounds of nature. At this time, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the closed environment of the Undercity, and a huge stone platform floated in the air, firmly attached to where Thrall's army was. place. At this moment, Thrall was the first to jump on the stone slab, followed by Sylvanas, and then the elite orc warriors jumped up one by one. As the number of people standing on the stone slab filled up, this natural elevator began to carry Everyone gradually sank into the underground Undercity. But will everything really be that simple?"Let the invaders be our best sacrifice to Sargeras!""With the roar of Varimathras, a large number of demons spread their wings and rushed towards Thrall and his army."Wind Barrier, please protect my brave warriors! Thrall raised his warhammer high and shouted again, and the power of nature responded to him again. The storm flew away the demons that rushed towards him one by one. At the same time, Sylvanas's arrows were aimed at every demon at all times. The heart was shot out.

The wave of attacks stopped. Faced with the absence of orc warriors, the demon's offensive was completely disintegrated. The power of heroes is terrifying. Often one person can determine the victory of a battle. Maybe At this moment, Varimathras regretted his betrayal of Sylvanas, and death was approaching him step by step. Through the canal flowing with green liquid, they were getting closer to the royal district where Varimathras was located. The core of the Undercity. In this maze-like Undercity, without Sylvanas leading the way, it is difficult to imagine that such a team that is good at wild combat can survive now.

"Chief, the only tunnel leading to the Royal Quarter is blocked by rubble!"Sylvanas pointed at the mountains of boulders and shouted loudly. At this moment, it was time for Thrall to show his natural power. The mature shaman, the leader of the tribe, once again called for the power of nature."The great Mother Earth, please help me to open this tunnel, your honest people please lend me your strength."The earth listened to Thrall's call, and loud rumbling noises continued to sound. Along with the vibration, the blocked passage was violently impacted by a force, and broken stone powder floated everywhere, a long The tunnel leads to the final royal area. At this moment, more and more demons are pouring out of the royal area. Maybe they have felt the pressure of death and are making their last struggle.

"Come on, my warriors, don't dishonor the glory of the orcs! Thrall let out a cry and was the first to rush out. The heavy hammer of destruction smashed a demon who dared to swing its claws at him. With the sound of broken bones, a body fell to the ground. From now on Everything turned into a meaningless tactical melee. The screams of the orcs, the clash of swords, and Thrall's roar. None of these were as strong as Sylvanas's anger at losing her territory. The Queen of the Forgotten shuttled through the battlefield of fire and blood, and the sharp arrows opened up the passage to the final battlefield for her step by step.

The strong smell of magic accompanied Sylvanas's advancing steps. It was getting stronger and stronger, and a powerful and overwhelming force gave Sylvanas a hint of doubt. The burning power made Thrall's orc warriors even lose the courage to move forward. All this had to be done. Sylvanas was skeptical."Is this the power of Varimathras?"Obviously not, Sylvanas immediately rejected his idea. He knew the strength of this King of Fear very well, and he would never exude such a powerful force that burned the earth. Suddenly a fearful thought came to him. It came to his mind. It was a legend from ancient times. The image of the demon king sealed by the great guardian and the fallen titan warrior Sargeras suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

"Go quickly!"Sylvanas didn't have time to explain anything, so she took the lead and rushed into the magical air flow like a sea of ​​fire. Followed by Thrall's footsteps, facing the dense atmosphere that almost burned everything, he ordered all the orc warriors Waiting outside for news. The orc warriors chose to obey completely at this moment. Although they were worried about Thrall's safety, they knew better that reluctant bravery would only lead to destruction. What they had to do was to wipe out all the demons waiting here. The triumph of their leader Thrall.

Sylvanas and Thrall walked in the passage filled with dense dark energy, enduring the strong corrosion from the darkness. Finally, at the end of it all, they saw what they least expected What he saw. Varimathras, the King of Fear, stood in the center of the entire royal area, surrounded by lavender light and magical mirrors surrounding him. Each mirror exuded a strong burning Fiery magical airflow

"You are still here, just in time to bear the wrath of the great master of the Burning Legion!"Varimathras shouted. This King of Fear has never been as arrogant as he is now. He shouted and waved his arms high, vigorously inciting his wings that shone with dark red brilliance, as if praying to him. The master's power can deliver a powerful blow to the two tribal leaders. The dark magic lingering in the air makes the King of Fear seem even more powerful.

"Please give me the power, spirit of the wind, to completely cleanse this filthy place."The sound of wind responded to Sal's call, and bursts of strong storms completely wiped out this place. In this dense magical space, the sudden hurricane shattered the peace here, and the flowing dark magic began to rush towards it at will. From any corner of the room, the sound of broken objects continued to be heard. Faced with such a dilemma, Thrall would not sit still and wait for death. He loudly called for the power of Mother Earth, and a sacred wall of light surrounded him and Sylvana Si, so that they could survive this turbulence of magic. When the scorching heat wave dissipated, a mysterious voice sounded,"Varimathras, you have disappointed me so much. You wantonly ask for power. But if I fail to complete what you promised, I will never trust you again and accept the punishment of fate."That was a voice that was well versed in the charm of black. At the same time, the inviolable majesty also completely awakened Varimathras.

"Don't give up on me, great master of the Burning Legion! Varimathras shouted desperately, seeming to use up the last strength of his life to get back the memory of the mysterious master. But he failed. All the magic mirrors disappeared after the mysterious voice sounded. The flowing magic air disappeared in an instant. Varimathras knelt down weakly in the center of the royal area hall, waiting for his fate. But the demon king was not willing to give up his dream. Shouting slogans in demonic language, he rushed towards Sylvanas and Thrall to complete his revenge on the person who ruined his plan. Unfortunately, he forgot the huge strength gap between the two parties, and an arrow wrapped with magic struck him. Under the influence of the wind, it quickly penetrated Varimathras' heart, and the demon fell down with his endless regrets.