27. Under the World Tree--Wei, Banjiang Brothers [4/10]
The relationship between the Naga and the Kaldorei elves is very complicated. They are originally people of the elven empire from the same origin, and they belong to two classes. The relationship is between the management and the managed.
To be honest, the class conflicts in the Elven Empire 10,000 years ago were not very acute. Although the upper elves who supported Queen Azshara lived a luxurious life, Queen Azshara was also a good monarch who worked hard to govern. During her rule
The Elf Empire was once very prosperous, and even the lives of the people at the bottom were not too bad.
The conflict between the Highborne and the Night Elves mainly lies in their beliefs.
The upper elves played arcane magic and were a group of people without faith, while the night elves in the common class believed in the moon god Elune. At that time, the night elves only had a dislike for arcane magic until Elune.
Queen Sara reached an agreement with the Burning Legion in pursuit of further promotion, which directly led to the outbreak of the War of the Ancients, and the night elves had a deep hatred for magic.
On the battlefield 10,000 years later, the Nagas, who were descended from the upper elf, believed that the night elves were traitors, while the night elves believed that they had done nothing wrong. The hatred and resentment accumulated over the past ten thousand years were at sea.
The battlefield of Garshan turned into substantial anger and revenge. The Nagas came to destroy the Kaldorei civilization and rebuild the elven empire. The night elves also knew that once they were defeated, everything they owned would cease to exist.
The battle of faith back then has turned into a war of survival, and in the face of the bottom line of survival, even the gentlest elves have become bloodthirsty and crazy driven by the belief in war.
"For the Queen's will!"
The powerful Lord of Deep Water, Karathres, swung his snake-like tail and held a bone-crushing warhammer shining with red light, shattering the night elf's bird-wing ballistae. In this powerful man wearing deep water heavy armor and carrying the Naga war flag,
Under the leadership of the warrior, a group of brave Naga Royal Guards followed it and rushed into the Night Elf army. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Night Elf warriors who rushed forward were killed by the Deep Water Lord Karathres.
The huge war hammer flew into the air.
"Ahahaha! Weak elf!"
The arrogant Deepwater Lord laughed wildly. He was one of the most valiant lords under Queen Azshara, and Calathres's fanatical loyalty to the Queen was well-known throughout the deep sea. Under the command of the Queen's will,
Calathres will never stop its pursuit of destruction and revenge.
"Whoosh"
A weak whistling sound sounded in the ears of the Deep Water Lord who was attacking frantically. It felt a strong threat and swung its body violently to avoid the fatal assassination arrow, but the sharp arrow still pierced its breastplate.
It pierced into the flesh and blood of the tall Naga Lord, and the pain of the piercing made Carathres roar angrily. It swung the war hammer "World Breaker" in its hand, and threw the frost blade in front of it without mercy.
The leopard was smashed into a ball of minced meat.
Amid the splatters of blood, Deepwater Lord Karathres raised his head and almost immediately discovered the despicable assassin, a night elf general who brought a wolf and a white tiger to cause a massacre among the Naga warriors.
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Even better... Calathres recognized her. It had seen this elf during the War of the Ancients 10,000 years ago and even "greeted" her on the battlefield.
"Ryan Wolfwalker...ten thousand years later, we meet again!"
The Lord of Deep Water roared, and it swung its snake-like body and charged quickly towards General Ryan Wolfwalker. Everything in the way, whether it was an elf or a naga, was savagely knocked aside by Carathres, and it roared
Lifting the astonishingly powerful war hammer, the World Breaker wrapped in red light made a scalp-numbing roar in the air, and then slammed into the ground in front of Wolf Walker.
"哐"
The violent vibration caused General Ryan Wolfwalker to retreat quickly. She also recognized the arrogant Naga Lord in front of her. Ten thousand years ago, it was still an upper elf noble. Unfortunately, it has now separated from its queen.
Same, turned into a real monster!
"Tear it apart"
Forced by the Naga Lord, the Wolf Walker kept retreating. He turned his bow back and drew out two sharp elf sabers with his backhand. Between the shining arms, two bone-deep scars appeared on the Deepwater Lord's neck.
"Your blood smells disgusting!"
Wolf Walker rolled lightly in the air and landed on the land in front of Carathres. She swung the saber in her hand and shook aside the green blood on the blade. General Wolf Walker took over the injured Shandis.
Yuyue came to command the battlefield, but the battlefield is now so chaotic that there is no need for command... There are too many Nagas. No matter how they are commanded, it will be difficult for the night elves trapped here to stop them.
But if she can lead the Naga's frontline officer away, it means that the Naga side has also lost its commander...
Thinking of this, General Lane shouted contemptuously at the Lord of Deep Water in front of him:
"You should have died ten thousand years ago, but if you die here, it won't be a big problem!"
"Weak elf monkey! What did you say?"
There is no doubt that Lord Calathres of the Deep Water is loyal to Azshara, but long-term exposure to void energy has made these Nagas’ brains difficult to use. They are impulsive and irritable, especially powerful people like Calathres.
This is even more true for warriors. General Lane's provocation has almost achieved 120% of the effect. The red-eyed Deepwater Lord Calathres doesn't think about anything else at all. It carries a heavy war hammer and chases the Wolf Walker who keeps retreating.
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However, at the moment when the two people slowly left the frontline battlefield, a strange loud noise suddenly appeared on the field. The sound was so weird that it did not sound like a thunderous roar, but rather like something on this battlefield.
, it’s like someone has opened a slightly ajar door. What’s even weirder is that no matter where you are on the battlefield, the sound of the tearing door opening will be clearly imprinted in your ears.
It's like a strange war drum beating in the soul.
The Deepwater Lord and Ryan Wolfwalker, who were facing each other with swords, turned their heads at the same time and looked towards the center of the battlefield where Naga and Night Elf were fighting in the distance. There, where the fighting was most intense, there was a terrifying crack mixed with black and blue energy.
Like a heavy door thrown into the battlefield by the gods, it was slowly opened by the blowing of the cold wind of the spiritual world, the silent and strange gazes of both sides in the fierce battle, and the screams of souls mixed with the howls of ghosts and wolves.
"Ding, ding, ding"
The unfamiliar ringing of horse bells rang on the battlefield that seemed quiet due to the opening of the Death World. Among the nonsense rumors about the undead in the Eastern Continent and the Human Empire, this low ringing of horse bells represented extreme ominousness. Once it rang, it meant
A cruel and cold death will come soon.
However, neither the elves nor the Nagas yet know the meaning of the ringing of the horse bell, but it doesn't matter...
They will understand soon.
The heavily armed Luminas rode on the back of the armored Nightmare Beast. She and her companions passed through the gate of the dead world and stepped onto the land of Mount Hyjal that still smelled of cold sea water. In front of her eyes
, a Naga warrior who had been chopped widened his eyes, looking at the knights in front of him who were surrounded by heavy and cold auras, but the next moment, heavy horse hoofs stepped on its ugly face, knocking it out.
Its body stepped into the blood-stained ground, and its soul was frozen in this cruel battlefield.
"Look...they are afraid of us..."
Luminas raised her head. Any warrior who came into contact with her blood-red gaze would subconsciously retreat, whether it was a Naga or an elf. This made Luminas very happy. She turned to the orc beside her and said:
"The whole world is afraid of us..."
"Isn't this how it should be?"
Grokush grabbed the reins of the horse, and his eyes swept over the bodies that had lost their lives due to the revenge war. He shook his head and said in a disdainful voice:
"Anger is such an ugly emotion. It turns warriors into monsters, and it turns the world into hell..."
"And this is why we are here."
Serende, who was riding forward, said in a voice like a hymn:
"Fate whispers to the warriors that a storm is coming... Warriors who are fighting each other, do you have a response?"
Beside him, the silent Rogelio answered in a cold voice:
"They didn't... they couldn't have... However, we are the storm, we are... destiny!"
"Brothers, it's useless to talk too much!"
In the middle of the five death lords who led the army, Yrel, the Draenei death knight holding a warhammer, raised the warhammer. Her eyes were filled with coldness:
"Let the punishment of death bloom!"
As Yrel's war hammer fell, in the cracks in the death realm behind the five knights, a low, thunderous, scalp-numbing whistle sounded. As someone who has fought side by side with the coalition forces, I have also seen human artillery volleys fired.
When Ryan Wolfwalker in the scene heard the roaring sound, she was frightened.
She knew what that sound was...
The next moment, when the Wolf Walker dived sideways into the cold tide behind him, in the blank gaze of the Nagas and Night Elves on the entire battlefield, hundreds of scorching, pointed grenades entwined with flames and roars shot out from the edge of the Realm of Death.
It rushed into the sky in the darkness, traced a gorgeous trajectory, and then headed into the positions of both sides. The next second, endless explosions and flames covered the entire battlefield, whether it was the Naga in the tide or the Naga behind the position.
Thousands of night elves, in the roar of explosions and flames, had their bodies torn into pieces at this moment, and the order of the entire battlefield was completely torn apart at this moment.
And this... is just the beginning.
The high-ranking knights of the four battle groups commanded the undead infantry that poured out from the dead world like a black tide. Along the four directions, they stabbed fiercely into the positions of both warring parties like four sharp knives. An independent
The artillery regiment set up a position where the Gate of Death was opened. Steam tanks with heavy artillery rushed out of the crack, as well as Death Gronns carrying heavy artillery fire. Between their movements,
The tormented earth is trembling.
A dozen modified war airships rushed into the sky above the battlefield under the action of propellers. In that gloomy night, the land bombardment caused by the shells falling from the sky almost plowed the entire battlefield.
And at the moment when the light of iron and fire enveloped Mount Hyjal, the cold death following Ma Ling completely enveloped this ancient land. This was not the first time they appeared here, however.
, this time, they are here to solve all problems.
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"Um?"
At this time, Queen Azshara, who had slaughtered the entire Moon Temple's guards and arrived under the World Tree, suddenly turned around. On the ground behind her, the priests who had been killed by deadly magic were lying on the ground in a mess.
The smell of blood filled this ancient woodland, but what surprised the queen was not the fearlessness and bravery of these night elf priests.
In the queen's perception, a force that does not belong to this world appeared in an abrupt manner on the battlefield of Mount Hyjal. It was a kind of cold energy, an energy that made the queen feel very uncomfortable.
And just a few seconds after the energy burst, the magical connections between the several Naga Lords she placed on the battlefield and the Sea Witch Matron were disrupted almost at the same time. Those contact points disappeared one after another, representing those
The quick death of lords and commanders...
Something must have happened on the battlefield, something she didn't expect.
"A bunch of trash!"
The queen cursed in disgust. She turned around and wanted to open the connection between the World Tree and the Emerald Dream, which was closed by the druids, so that another army of hers could appear in the real world. Those who were in the Emerald Dream
Once these crazy nightmares appear on Mount Hyjal, the holy land of the Kaldorei civilization will fall in an instant.
The land infected by the power of the void will no longer be suitable for life within decades or even hundreds of years... And the best thing is that once Nordrassil, the world tree connected to the Emerald Dream, is completely corroded, the night elves will
They will no longer be able to rely on the World Tree to thrive.
She, Azshara, will personally complete the revenge against the betrayers ten thousand years ago, and she will personally cut off the future of the night elves...
How wonderful...
The Queen turned around proudly, but at this moment, under the World Tree and by the quiet lake, an uninvited guest was standing there, looking at the majestic World Tree.
That's a person who shouldn't be here! There is no place for him in Azshara's plan!
"Hey, my dear Queen Azshara!"
The great lord carrying the heavy Ashbringer turned around and waved to Queen Azshara behind him, like an old friend he hadn't seen for many years. With a cold smile, he looked at her with a scrutinizing gaze.
The Naga Queen in front of him, he said softly:
"This should be the first real meeting between you and me..."
"So please allow me to introduce myself... My name is Tyrion, Tyrion. Blade of the Dawn!"
"Like you, I also come for the future of the elves."
