It’s not just the terrain that has changed, it’s not just the memories of the residents who live here, it’s not just the form of civilization that’s changed here, it’s also the climate, and many other things.
Those hidden under the appearance of disaster, those thoughts, or feelings that are closely related to everyone, whether they are civilians or soldiers, whether they are old people or children, have witnessed the prelude to the advent of a new era, which is like a god.
The trace-like light and the shaped Dalaran Strait, this mythical and legendary scene, allow everyone to leave a part of their lives here forever.
After seeing the undead, demons and all kinds of darkness, the world in front of all living beings has already changed into something else. After removing the disguise of warmth and tenderness, this world has revealed its coldest and truest side.
Completely exposed to the sun.
"Wow!"
The downpour has lasted for two full days in the Tirisfal region of Lordaeron. Perhaps the bombardment of the Eye of Sargeras triggered a magical tide covering the entire northern border, or perhaps tens of millions of tons of sea water poured back into the interior of the continent.
It triggered drastic changes in temperature. In short, the weather in recent times has not been normal.
In the heavy rain, a team from the south was trudging forward through the muddy water. They were some soldiers and a large number of immigrants. They came from the Alterac Kingdom and the Hillsbrad Hills area.
The transferred residents, including many Kul Tirans and some residents of the Stormwind Kingdom, were all moving forward quietly and arduously under the pouring rain.
Even the most ignorant children felt a sense of panic in the adults' low mood. They clung to their parents' clothes tightly. In the cold rain, the children's hair stuck to their foreheads.
Those frightened eyes shone with confusion about the future.
The carriages in the crowd were pulling huge amounts of supplies, which had been rescued from the towns near the canyon where the terrain was changing rapidly. Under the impact and corrosion of the sea water, the magnificent Dalaran Strait, a creation of disaster, was being
It is getting wider and wider every day. Every day, this land will lose some soil. According to the predictions of the surviving mages, the huge strait filled with sea water, like a lagoon in the ocean, will eventually swallow up nearly ten percent more soil.
An Alterac.
Some young people looked back. In the dim rain curtain, they could barely see the silhouette of the Alterac Mountains, but the snow on the snow-capped mountains that never melted all year round had begun to melt. Maybe soon, there
The Alterac Valley that survived the catastrophe of light will be transformed into a huge freshwater lake.
Their hometown and the scenes in their memories have disappeared, they have no home...
"Hurry up, faster!"
The officer in this huge immigrant team was riding on horseback and shouted to the crowd around him:
"Another 3 kilometers away is the shelter of the Kingdom of Lordaeron. Everyone, please work harder, we will be there soon!"
This officer is wearing the smock and armor of the Human Empire. He is not domineering. In fact, the commanders trained by Emperor Lothar in the past ten years have inherited some of His Majesty's character traits, helping and caring for civilians.
life and life, devote more energy to improving people's lives, be braver and more loyal to one's mission.
This is a group of people who are completely different from the previous aristocratic bureaucrats. If Lothar is given more time to cultivate more such people, they will use a long time to subtly influence the entire human civilization, maybe hundreds of years later,
The future of the human empire will truly be limitless.
But time... time is the most ruthless judge, and the human empire does not have that much time left.
The civilians who were chilled by the heavy rain were hungry and hungry. They had staggered forward in the heavy rain for a whole day. This had brought their bodies and spirits to the limit, but they could not rest yet. When the Dark Blade Undead approached the king,
After the war, it was no longer safe there. In addition, the demons that had been breeding everywhere in the world recently, the previous inherent order was completely shattered, and the whole world seemed to have entered an era of chaos and disorder.
The people longed for Emperor Lothar to become their savior again as before, but Lothar knew very well that he could not save them. In such an era of changes that completely swept the world, he could not save anyone, not even his own future.
Neither can be controlled by oneself.
He could only do this, and he could only move the people to a safer place before the situation worsened further, while he himself still stayed in the fortress of the royal territory, blocking the Dark Blade army from behind for the people.
Tyrion wants to change the world in his own way, but in the eyes of these ordinary people, the Dark Blade King, the King of the Undead, just wants to destroy everything they have, just like the big demons in those stories,
Like the villains, they cannot see into the future so far away. Their lives are filled with daily necessities and simple and vulgar happiness. This is everything they have.
World peace? Unity? The wisdom and strength of the group? The sublimation of the entire civilization?
Sorry, civilians don't care about this... They are not aware of this, they cannot see the connection between these and them. Even in the free Defias Federation, there are still a large number of people who are not so keen on participating in "state affairs", and even more so in the free Defias Federation.
What about these civilians who are bound by the feudal system?
But it's not their fault.
They are innocent people in this continuous disaster, but they are not that innocent. They just haven't realized the true power of the group and their significance to the world, that's all.
"Boom, boom, boom"
Among the mountains covered by heavy rain, as the crowd staggered forward, several muffled sounds sounded deep in the nearby mountains and forests. The detection magic in the hands of the mages guarding the crowd sounded a sharp alarm. This sudden sound
Many people raised their heads in confusion, and soon, the soldiers guarding the team gathered together and looked around with vigilance.
There was a commotion in the crowd, which obviously represented the coming danger.
"Devil! It's the devil!"
Screams rang out among the crowd. Under the dim rain curtain, among the violently turbulent mountains and forests around, tall demon guards dragging ferocious weapons and roaring out of their hiding places from all directions appeared.
in the eyes of civilians.
In the past hundreds of years, the word devil has appeared most frequently in the poems of troubadours. No one thought that they would encounter a living devil in this life, but now, in the recent period, the devil has
He has become one of the most ordinary people in Northern Xinjiang and even the world.
In the sky that mortals cannot see, outside the broken space wall of Azeroth, on the land of the demon star Marton, demons who have lost control are rushing into the world at any time, and they will appear at will.
A place appears, maybe in the wilderness, in a factory in the Black Iron District, or even in the square of Stormwind City.
As time goes by and the space wall slowly closes, such weird disasters will subside, but at least for now, people have to pay careful attention to every place around them.
"Blood! Flesh! Soul!"
The secondary demon commander who had just rushed into this world grabbed his two battle axes. The tall destroyer demon's eyes full of chaos and violence shone with cruel light. It stood in the cold rainstorm, letting it go.
The raindrops hit its body, and were quickly evaporated by the flames wrapped around its surface. The high-temperature, sulfur-smelling steam wrapped around its body, making it look particularly ferocious and terrifying.
"boom"
The Demon of Destruction swung his war hammer and smashed the human knights who rushed in front of him, including their horses and men, into the crowd. The blood spilled caused an even more terrifying chaos, which made the arrogant demon guards around him burst into laughter. They liked this.
of confusion.
They did not see Archimonde die in battle with their own eyes. They knew nothing about the dangers of this evil world. Because of their ignorance, they were even more fearless...
"Kill all humans! Brothers, today, we will drink blood!"
This demon of destruction seems to still have some ink in its belly. In its roar, the demon guards wearing ferocious armors grinned forward. Each of them is several times stronger than humans, and often requires several human knights.
Only by joining together and using tactical coordination can one be killed. Of course, if there are enough heavy weapons, these ordinary demon guards are not that difficult to deal with.
But how come there are heavy weapons that are only found on the battlefield in the team escorting immigrants?
In short, 2 minutes after the demons appeared, the entire mountain forest covered by heavy rain had become the cruelest battlefield. The human knights under Lothar fought hard in the heavy rain, protecting the unarmed civilians behind them, and some
Men also stepped forward and fought with these soldiers, because behind them were their families, their wives and sons.
Every bloody man will make such a choice, even if they know that their sacrifice may not bring peace to their family.
"Bang"
A sword-wielding knight was knocked to the ground by the huge demon of destruction. The ugly demon stepped on the struggling knight with his foot while laughing wildly. It also deliberately controlled its power to prevent the little guy from being destroyed.
Trampled to death directly.
It looked condescendingly at the humans roaring like beasts, and laughed wildly:
"Struggle, bug, the more you struggle, the happier I will be when I kill you!"
"Bang"
The knight who was stepped on felt that all the bones in his body were groaning, screaming, and shouting in pain, but he gritted his teeth and did not make any sound of begging for mercy. Instead, when the devil raised his head, he
He took off a cold thing from his belt and held it firmly in his hand.
"Let's die together, monsters!"
"Click"
The beating sound of the machine spring was so harsh amidst the heavy rain hitting the ground that the Destructor lowered his head subconsciously and saw a smoking black iron block in the hand of the knight with his mouth full of blood.
At this moment, in the knight's eyes, the Demon of Destruction saw a calmness that made his heart beat with fear.
"boom"
The arms sold by Hesou are all typical goblin-style engineering products, which are said to be explosive battlefield masterpieces. In the destruction of the special high-explosive grenade at close range, the heroic human knight was left dead, and the powerful and arrogant
The destroyer demon also let out the most painful roar since the war began in the burst of scorching flames.
"Ahhh!"
It staggered back a few steps. Its left leg had been twisted by the explosion. The flesh and blood were turned out, and the "gadget" hidden in the grenade penetrated into its flesh and bones, making it
Every time I move, it hurts my heart.
The sacrifice of this warrior also made the battlefield quiet for a moment under the heavy rain. The demons were frightened by the human counterattack, while humans were encouraged and courageous by the heroic actions of their companions. A steady stream of courage came from these humans.
His heart rose, and soon, more desperate warriors grabbed hold of those demons. Amidst the sound of grenade explosions, they pierced the hearts of these invincible invaders with their swords made of courage.
"Pa"
A cold stone hit the head of the demon of destruction who screamed in pain. The demon raised his head and saw a young child wearing shabby leather armor and a dagger in his waist, glaring with anger and despair.
Under the heavy rain, the child's hair stuck to his forehead, but the flames in his eyes were beating as if they were real.
"That's my brother! You, go to hell! Devil!"
"Pa"
Another sharp stone hit the twisted and ugly Demon of Destruction in the eye. This did not make it feel pain, but it made the Demon feel a sense of humiliation.
"Ah! Human cubs!"
It used its ferocious weapons to prop up its body. As it staggered, the flames of evil energy condensed in its eyes. The next moment, this overestimating child would be completely burned by the fire of evil energy. The child seemed to
He felt his own end, but he held tightly to the twisted sword left by his brother. There was fear in his eyes, but the pain of losing his loved ones made him grit his teeth and refused to retreat.
At this moment, a roaring sharp ax tore through the rain curtain. At the moment when the evil magic of the Demon of Destruction was about to be launched, it slashed hard on the back of the Demon of Destruction. While the undead runes were beating, that
The battle ax easily tore through the demon's strong skin, causing the hot demon blood to spill everywhere.
"Whoosh, whoosh"
The undead infantry, dressed in black armor and holding strange heavy weapons mixed with muskets and battle axes, quickly rushed out of the forest. Under the command of the death knights, these undead infantry who had changed their clothes moved at extremely fast speeds.
The speed separated the chaotic crowd from the fierce battlefield. The demons knew that they had encountered a new opponent. They tried to kill these strange undead like humans, but in the concentrated fire of the muskets in the hands of the undead infantry, they
One after another they were knocked to the ground.
As for the Destruction Demon...the tall Demon's legs were easily broken by Saurfang standing in the rain. Its thick arms were also chopped off by the death lord's axe. Saurfang looked coldly.
Looking at the idiot demon at his feet who overestimated his capabilities, he raised his head and stared at the bewildered human boy with his ice-blue eyes.
"You want to avenge your brother?"
The Death Lord asked calmly. When the boy saw the strange light in Saurfang's eyes, he knew that he had encountered an undead, and it was the dark blade undead that his brother said was the most difficult to deal with. But at this moment, the hatred for the devil overwhelmed him.
He felt his fear of the undead. Under Saurfang's gaze, he gritted his teeth and nodded vigorously in the icy rain.
"Shua"
A long sword engraved with runes was inserted at the boy's feet. Saurfang moved his arms and kicked the destructor who had lost all limbs in front of the boy's eyes, and said softly:
