(Additional update for brother "Huo Zhengtinghao" [3/5])
Tower of Azora.
Elwynn Forest The famous Mage Tower is built on the hills beside the tributary of the pleasant Stone Cairn Lake. It is said that from this Mage Tower you can overlook the beautiful scenery of Eastvale. If the weather is good, you can even see Stormwind directly.
This is the best location in Elwynn Forest. Many nobles want to buy this land, but the money in their hands cannot be compared with the resources and connections of the noble "Master".
This tower is currently led by Grand Magus named "Theocritus", and wizards and mages who are unwilling to get involved in politics will be protected by him.
There has even been a small wizarding organization formed over the years.
However, these wizards can live their own simple lives without getting involved in politics, but the war will not let them go.
"Bolvar Fordragon Grand Duke's team is undergoing a double-sided attack from Gnoll. The flanks are okay. The local Riverpaw Gnoll are not many in number and have been defeated by Grand Duke. However, almost all of the Darkhide Gnoll on the front have set off.
The cunning Fan Gaolei Chieftain leads them, and behind Gnoll there is also a fierce Wolf Rider in action.
The Orcss just captured the sentry tower, and the Warriors among them broke through with the help of Gryphon Riders, but failed."
A wizard apprentice came to report to Theocritus Grand Magus.
It was obvious that he was frightened.
But Grand Magus also joined the army in his early years when Dalaran was struggling to make a living. He participated in the war between Baron Rivendare and Rot Hide Troll, so he would not lose his mind because of chaos.
And Theocritus Grand Magus can understand the importance of this battle.
If human Warrior is defeated near his Mage Tower, then Green Skins Orcs will never let him go just because he does not get involved in politics.
"Open the defensive barrier of Mage Tower, send a servant to inform Bolvar Grand Duke, and retreat to Mage Tower temporarily if nothing can be done. Mobilize all casters in Mage Tower, pick up weapons and prepare to fight!"
Theocritus picked up his short-handled wand from his favorite enchanting tool. The middle-aged man stood up and ordered his apprentices in a tone that could not be refused:
"Those foreign spellcasters who live in Mage Tower will also participate in the battle!
You might as well tell them that this is also part of the inheritance trial of Atiesh, Greatstaff of the Guardian. That holy staff can only be held by casters with a protective heart, and selfish people are not qualified to use it."
"Yes, mentor."
The disciples of Grand Magus immediately filed out. Not long after, the activated Mage Tower bloomed with arcane light, propped up a huge magic barrier, protected the entire tower, and left a large enough safety zone for the evacuated wounded.
Theocritus himself climbed to the top of his own Mage Tower.
He cast a spell here, relying on the magic power Mage Tower drew from the underground Ley Node to supplement it, allowing him to transform into a real "magic fort" in an instant.
Blizzard, who was surrounded by more than VanCleef, was controlled by him to fall in front of the human defense line. The hailstones gathered by the magic power came down from the sky with ice picks, freezing the Gnoll who were howling to attack the defense line. The unlucky ones were directly stabbed to death by the ice picks. The cold air escaping from the sky significantly slowed down the speed of Gnoll crossing the river.
The Warrior, who were overwhelmed by the waves of Gnoll, then had high morale. As the Major Martin took the lead, they crossed the defense line and launched a resolute counterattack against the Charge, killing all the approaching Gnoll.
Grand Duke also returned to the position with the head of Commander Gnoll. He raised the heavy sword and called for morale, then smashed the ferocious head into Gnoll in front of him, roared and stepped forward to slash with the giant sword.
The commander's bravery led the entire defense line, and the soldiers followed Charge and drove Gnoll into the frozen river, leaving them to freeze to death.
The support of a Grand Magus quickly stabilized the defense line. However, behind the Gnoll army, Fenris Wolfbrother riding on Dire Wolf looked at all this indifferently. He said to Wolf Spirit Priest beside him:
"Black Wolf God's weak beast herd is about to collapse. No wonder they have been suppressed and beaten by humans for so many years. Their fighting will is so bad. Please help them."
"That Grand Magus?"
Wolf Spirit Priest asked while summoning the demon wolf to enter.
Fenris waved his hand and said:
"That's not a problem we need to be concerned about. Zuluhed said he would take care of this Mage Tower. He seems to want to use this place as Shadow Council's new stronghold. Oh, the complacent guy seems to have forgotten the fate of Gul'dan, and has begun to consider himself as the leader of Shadow Council."
No one responded to his critical comments.
While the two Wolf Spirit Priest called the demon wolves to enter, they themselves also turned into ferocious giant wolves in the shadows and led the pack of wolves Charge.
Obviously, this profession is very similar to Druid, who is good at transformation. It is said that Orcs has seen Wolf Spirit Priest using simple elemental spells. Maybe they also have some characteristics of Shaman.
A complete suture monster.
"Let's get ready too."
Chieftain Fenris lifted the golden ferocious scimitar from the saddle of the demon wolf. There was a voice in this thing calling him, but Fenris didn't respond at all.
He knew there was a curse on it, but he didn't need to get power from the curse.
The wolves are his strength.
Under the leadership of Fenris, this Thunderlord Wolf Rider quickly flanked and entered the attacking position.
They waited patiently, but before the Warriors who had just repelled the Gnolls at the front of the front could take a breath, they saw the surprise attack of the demon wolves amidst the howls of wolves. Those Ghost Wolfs suddenly appeared at the back of the position like ghosts, and the Warriors were attacked from both sides.
The giant wolf Charge on the front slammed into Blizzard, knocking the knights in heavy armor to the ground and then inflicted a bite on their necks or limbs.
There were not many of them, but the timing of their attack was very critical. There were also dangerous werewolves beating in the shadows. Grand Duke only saw the soldiers beside him being knocked down by the demon wolves one by one, while he himself waved his giant sword to resist the attacks of the two werewolves. Claw attack, as the anger surged, Grand Duke fought desperately to kill the werewolf Execute. He was about to help the besieged Major Martin, but heard a low horn sound from the flank.
Duke Bolvar, whose face was covered in blood, turned around, and in despair he saw Green Skins's Wolf Rider appearing in the forest.
Leading them was a tall, indifferent Orcs.
His legs seemed to be disabled, and he used chains to fasten himself to the saddle of the demon wolf. He carried two gorgeous golden Plunder Battle Blades and came straight towards him.
If the position is intact, humans can definitely withstand such an impact, but now that their formation has been completely disrupted, they can only fight on their own.
The ferocious Wolf Rider charged into the flank, just like the thrown Bloodlust flying knife that instantly opened bloody wounds.
Bolvar himself was chosen as the target by Fenris. Although his legs were disabled, the strength of Fenris's upper limbs was still there. He cooperated perfectly with his demon wolf, as if the demon wolf had transformed into his lower body, carrying him to move and dodge. In the fierce attack, he used his double swords to smash into Bolvar's enchanted armor, leaving ferocious knife marks.
But Grand Duke is not afraid of this Green Skins, he has his own pride.
There is a high probability that the current situation will make it impossible to stage a desperate counterattack, but he still has the last way to go for Warrior.
"Come on! Aren't you going to kill me?"
Grand Duke grabbed his helmet and threw it at it, rounded his giant sword and rushed forward to attack, forcing Fenris to retreat continuously. He cursed:
"You pathetic cripple! Don't you dare fight like a man?"
He is provoking Fenris.
But Orcs Chieftain turned a deaf ear, and just dodged and counterattacked with his own demon wolf coldly.
The Plunder Battle Blade in his hand is a cursed blade. Every hit will take away the power and flesh and blood of Bolvar. The power is used to strengthen Fenris, and the flesh and blood is exclusive to it.
After a few minutes, Bolvar lost the strength to continue fighting. Grand Duke half-knelt on the ground, leaning on his body with the giant sword to prevent himself from falling. In front of him, Thunderlord Clan Chieftain tilted his head and stared at this human big shot.
Only then did Fenris speak in human language with an accent:
"Now, you or me. Who is more crippled?"
"It's useless to talk more, the only solution is to fight to the death!"
Bolvar knew that he might not survive, so he made his choice, injecting the last strength into himself with anger, jumping up, and slashing the giant sword towards Orcs Chieftain, Fenris did not force the connection. During the magic wolf's flexible jump, the beast bit Grand Duke's arm and dragged him down, and the plundering blade in Fenris's hand whizzed down.
He takes this head
"Bang"
The whirling battle ax hit Fenris's sword like a heavy cannon, causing the demon wolf to take a few steps back.
As Thunderlord Clan Chieftain watched in surprise, a huge Sunfire Raven descended from the sky and grabbed the dying Bolvar and flew up. It even breathed flames and drove him and his pack of wolves away, while a strong man stabbed at him diagonally and slashed at Green Skins with two battle axes, cutting a path abruptly.
This guy is accompanied by a giant wolf.
"Rexxar Leima?"
Fenris widened his eyes and scolded:
"How did you come to Azeroth? How did you get here?"
"He's not the only one here! Fenris, Mag'har Orcs are here to find you."
Griselda's roar sounded from the other side, Blackhand's Daughter carried the famous Dark Hand warhammer into the position, followed by the Redridge Mountains The retreating Mag'har Warriors rushed out of the Tower of Azora portal and went straight to the battlefield to confront these damn Green Skinss.
This scene made Fenris frown. If Draenor really found a way to safely enter Azeroth, wouldn't it mean that War Horde would be attacked by both sides at the same time?
He immediately chose to retreat temporarily.
This is a hunter's rule. Don't act rashly without knowing the details.
He had suffered a loss once before in Frostfire Ridge, and the cost of losing his legs was enough for him to learn to be cautious.
The Wolf Riders, who had achieved great results tonight, are retreating, but the Gnolls haven't figured out the meaning of the Horde's horn yet. They recklessly follow the wolves and charge, feeling that tonight is very exciting. The humans who bullied them in the past also had such miserable times.
Ha!
Black Wolf God is simply Invincible!
"Dragon! Watch out for the dragon!"
Major Martin, who was covering Grand Duke's retreat, raised his head and shouted at the supporting mages in the distance, but Zuluhed, who reappeared riding a magic dragon in the dark night, let out a gloomy laugh.
Holding Dragon Soul, he first fully released the power he had previously extracted from Blue Dragon, just like a replica of Lakeshire. In an instant, the biting cold wind froze the hills around Tower of Azora and the casters.
Then two demonic dragons besieged Mage Tower's shield, one on the left and the other on the right. Their deadly breaths and powerful claw attacks caused the defense nodes to explode one after another.
Grand Magus Theocritus knew that this was not going to work, so he stopped casting and teleported back to Mage Tower, just in time to see Major Martin rushing up with the unconscious Grand Duke on his back. He needed treatment.
"Put him there and I will help him immediately"
"Poof"
Grand Magus Before he could finish his words, a ferocious fist blade stabbed him from behind.
The magic shield he maintained at all times was torn apart like paper in an instant, and the moment the sharp blade entered his body, the paralyzing poison on the weapon made Grand Magus completely lose his ability to fight back.
Amidst the gushing blood, he fell to the ground and could only see a Orcs assassin with cool long black hair looking at him indifferently.
At this moment, Theocritus finally understood.
The target of the Orcss who drove Gnoll to attack the position tonight is not only Bolvar Fordragon Grand Duke, but also him and his Mage Tower! But how did they sneak in here without Mage Tower's perception?
"Leave!"
In his final moments of consciousness, Theocritus Grand Magus activated the magic on his ring.
The small box he hid on the tool table was thrown into Major Martin's arms, and then the burst of magic turned into a fixed-position Teleportation Spell, sending the bloody Grand Duke and the major back to Stormwind.
This scene made Kargath Bladefist, who had finally done it himself, a little uninterested.
Although this guy has all the elements of the top assassin, to be honest, Kargath is the kind of "gladiator" who prefers to fight head-on with strong men than becoming an assassin. If it weren't for Zuluhed's request, he would not do such an assassination to the owner of Mage Tower.
As Theocritus was defeated, Tower of Azora's defense collapsed in an instant. Facing Gnoll and Orcs who were surrounding them from all directions, the casters used Teleportation Spell to escape from the battlefield.
They still had the guts to take the soldiers here with them when they escaped.
Soon, the Gnolls under Tower of Azora cheered. This was their rare victory over humans.
Zuluhed arrogantly led his new servant Morgus into Mage Tower like a winner. When he saw Kargath waiting there, he handed over a jar of poison as agreed and said:
"The poisonous essence from Nightmare Dragon will cause the poisoned person to suffer from physical corrosion and mental nightmare diseases at the same time. You should use it sparingly. Extracting this has already made my dragon companion very dissatisfied."
"Hmph, are you the master? Or is your dragon the master?"
Kargath sarcastically said:
"Looking at your satisfied look, you seem to be very proud, Zuluhed, poor thing, I really can't help but ridicule you."
"Stop talking nonsense, here you go! This is a list of important people in Stormwind."
Dragonmaw Clan Chieftain did not dare to offend this sadist who could kill people at any time, so he handed a rolled up animal skin to Kargath and said:
"Before Fenris Siege of Stormwind and I, you and the assassins try to deal with them. In addition, I have news that you will definitely be interested in."
"Say."
Kargath shook his flowing black hair and looked at the Dragonmaw Clan Chieftain impatiently.
Zuluhed smiled evilly, he said:
"Orgrim just had a fight with Dark Iron Dwarves over there. Those short guys are not going to obey Horde. Orgrim wants to conquer them, but do you know what is in Dark Iron Dwarves's Shadowforge City?"
The most famous arena in Azeroth!
It is said that it is their tradition that they will put powerful creatures captured from all over this vast world into it. The Black Iron Emperor has prepared generous rewards for the gladiatorial arena champions, but decades have passed and no one has ever been able to win twelve games in a row.
It just so happened that Orgrim planned to use the powerful forging technology of Dark Iron Dwarves to repair Gorehowl for Grom.
This is an opportunity!
Are you interested in representing Black Wolf God's Hunting Pack? King of the Arena of Draenor."
"Well, that sounds like fun."
Kargath showed a very interested smile on his face. He thought for a while and said:
"I will go after I kill Llane Wrynn or Anduin Lothar!"
After saying that, Kargath disappeared into the shadows with his dragon poison, not caring what Zuluhed and Morgus planned to do here.
The weapon box they brought was opened, and Morgus carefully raised the heavy Apocalypse Demon Sword with both hands. Two Orc Warlock had already trapped the dying Theocritus Grand Magus on the experimental table.
"Let him wake up!"
Morgus said with ferocious eyes:
"I want this bastard who kicked me out of Stormwind to see with his own eyes what I will do to him next."
"Why do you do bad things? Where can you get so much sense of ritual?"
Zuluhed cursed:
"Hurry up and finish it! Attacking Stormwind requires a lot of effort from our Lich. By the way, we will bring in all the human bones from outside. We are short on time and have heavy tasks. Gnoll alone cannot attack Stormwind."
As he spoke, he took out a crystal from his arms that surrounded the foggy light spot like an emerald, and placed it in the control core of Tower of Azora.
As Zuluhed takes a step back, the power from the Nightmare Dragons to manipulate dreams is released and spreads. Relying on the "Dream Crystal" given by His Majesty Nightmare Tyrant Eranikus, Warlock can pull this Mage Tower into a nightmare zone.
In this way, humans will not be able to attack and infiltrate from Material World.
And this tower will also become the new base prepared by Zuluhed for Shadow Council.
"Poof"
Behind him, Morgus stabbed Demon Sword into the chest of his mortal enemy Theocritus Grand Magus with a ferocious look. The call of death made the dying man The dead Grand Magus's eyes were wide open. He stared at Morgus and said something, but in the end he fell into the illusion of death under the control and transformation of the Other Side's power.
"We need to find a master for this sword."
Morgus's great revenge was avenged. At this moment, he felt as happy as if he had eaten more than ten kilograms of ice cream, but he frowned and turned around and said to his leader:
"Its erosion is so terrible that a powerful Lord Death Knight must be its temporary sword holder."
"Human legend Warrior is barely okay."
Zuluhed rubbed his chin and said:
"Anduin Lothar or anyone else, bah! It's all Kargath's fault. If that brave Bolvar Fordragon Grand Duke had been left behind just now, wouldn't he have become the most perfect "Apocalypse knight"?
That's all, when we capture Stormwind, we can find the most qualified person.
Now, let's get to work, the new members of Morgus and Shadow Council, quickly start manufacturing the first batch of Death Knight, don't let Fenris and our Great Chieftain wait impatiently.
You know, I don't want to provoke Orgrim. Although I know that I shouldn't be afraid of him with the artifact in my hand, but I always feel that Orgrim has some way to restrain me.
Alas, it would be great if Blackhand was still here."
"Charge! Kill! Burn this town! In the name of Black Wolf God, just like our ancestors did, Siege of Stormwind!"
The ferocious roars echoed in the chaotic night, and the Gnolls shouted and rushed into the Goldshires to plunder.
If it weren't for the importance of Guardians of Tirisfal's inheritance ceremony that attracted many spellcasters to live here, otherwise just this wave of Gnoll rushing in from all directions would be enough to defeat Goldshire's defense.
But this sudden attack by the Gnolls really caught the town guards off guard. They were just a little bit away from being invaded by the Gnolls who were especially brave tonight.
This is the town closest to Stormwind. It is almost the center of the capital. At the feet of the king, no one would think that Gnoll would have the guts to attack here.
But these bastards really did it, as if something quickly gathered Gnoll without anyone knowing.
"Ha, humans! Weak! Incompetent!"
The Gnoll warrior Hogger, who was carrying a heavy flail, snorted disdainfully. In front of it were several human guards who were knocked over by it, but Hogger uncharacteristically did not kill them or eat their flesh.
Because Black Wolf God doesn't like this
Yes!
Black Wolf God taught it the way of hunting the pack in the mind of uncle Hogger.
Black Wolf God told the powerful Hogger that humiliating the weak does not make it stronger. Only by challenging the strong can Black Wolf God favor it more and give Hogger greater power.
"Get out! Let your most powerful warrior come out!"
Hogger roared.
The hunting group tattoo Gleam under its mane glowed with wild light, and it shouted to the frightened soldiers:
"Let them come and challenge Hogger! It's in Elwynn Forest! This is now the territory of Uncle Hogger, and your Stormwind! Hogger will capture it! In the name of Black Wolf God!
Roar!
Uncle Hogger will become Lycantos's Invincible God Chosen. Huh? But, you!
Come and tell Uncle Hogger!
What is "God Chosen"? Is it delicious?"