10,000 years ago, the Elven Queen Azhara once allowed the demon army to enter Azeroth, and a series of events that followed caused the explosion of the Well of Eternity, as well as the collapse of the continent's framework, and finally split the world into two parts. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

One is the familiar Eastern Kingdom, and the other is the unknown Kalimdor, and the name of this war is called the War of the Ancients.

Several demigods stepped forward and swore to resist the Burning Legion, but a large number of demigods died, and although peace was later bought, they also paid a terrible price.

Akmund is back, and this shocking news not only did not make the elven demigods make a move, but it made all the demigods feel self-evident.

Demigods are not invincible, and in the face of the terrifying Akmund, even if they are powerful demigods, they simply do not have the courage to make a move against Akmund.

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This was the end of the battle for the tribes below, when Akmund cast his Death Finger and shot a blood-red ray of light directly from the evil warship, killing a minotaur directly into a piece of charcoal.

The tribe is finally beginning to waver, and although these beasts are tough and fearless to death, they are not strange from ordinary humans when faced with a real threat.

Locke discovered with his own eyes that the humans who intended to continue the resistance actually disappeared into the camp soon after the demon's planned killing.

Obviously, the Horde also knew that it could not win, and intended to delay the attack of the undead army, but all this was just delaying time.

Shortly after that, Locke was given the title of commander of the army by Akmund, a status that allowed him to control the most powerful weapon in the war.

He took a deep breath that could even change the fate of Mount Hyjal if he wanted to.

With the actions of the Burning Legion, he thought.

"Frost Dragon, I want you to use your Frost Breath to attack the warriors guarding the gates of the Horde." Locke gave the order, under Locke's observation just now, the strongest of the orcs below is the defense line at the city gate, if the breath of the frost dragon can destroy these tribal orcs, then victory will come.

The victory of the Burning Legion was inevitable, Locke thought, and as more and more demons emerged from the portal, a large number of orcs fell to the ground from exhaustion.

Such a contrast means that the orc's physical strength will soon be exhausted.

Locke's thinking network quickly spread, and he soon discovered that those demons didn't pay attention to Locke's command at all, and only the undead army of the Scourge Legion obeyed Locke's command very obediently.

Locke summoned a demon bat, a red-colored mutant bat that was a favorite of the Burning Legion's spellcasters, and a key part of Locke's plan.

Soon, when Locke rode on the back of the demon bat and flew downward, he discovered the serious fact that Thrall had disappeared into the camp with his tribe.

This made Locke feel a little crying and laughing, but Locke did not rest, but rushed to lead the army of the undead towards Mount Hyjal farther away.

There, the World Tree, the heart of Azeroth, which Akmund wanted to destroy.

Although Locke didn't know what Akmund was planning, Locke wasn't worried about this, because illness was coming, water was coming to block, and even if the sky fell, he was still tall.

The World Tree can only be used by people with lofty ideals. With this in mind, Locke walked not far away, and on this scorched land, the demons searched the makeshift camp in an attempt to find ordinary humans for tooth sacrifices.

But they didn't gain much, and there were still many who weren't trapped by Thrall's group teleportation spells, and it was impossible for them to follow Thrall.

"Lord Akmund, have you gone to the World Tree alone?" Locke thrust the Kinloth in his hand into the ground and looked not far away, and farther away, near the World Tree in Mount Hyjal, all the armies of the Night Elves had been gathered.

He was silent for a moment, then mounted his Nightmare Steed and sent the Scourge to move forward. He wasn't going to act with the Burning Legion, because the demons didn't mean to cooperate at all.

These demons of chaos are still intoxicated with their victory.

In fact, Locke craves a victory, and only a heroic version of the victory will make him a good commander in the Third Great War.

The ghosts quickly dispersed, these dead ghosts were the best detective unit, and soon Locke understood what the Night Elves were thinking.

Leaving a large number of trash fish soldiers on the periphery to delay time, the real main force of the Night Elves is hidden near the World Tree and used to kill Akmund.

Locke was very conflicted, on the one hand, when he became Akmund's lieutenant, he became more and more demonic. But on the other hand, the reason he came to Mount Hyjal was to prevent Akmund from destroying the World Tree.

Because in this world, there is only one Azeroth.

An evil orc ran from the other end of the roadside, and unlike ordinary orcs, this evil orc's body was covered with demonic glyphs, and it was even more powerful than ordinary orcs.

These orcs are perfect, Akmund's true pets, and the one who has destroyed several worlds is now planning to use a dumber method.

That is, directly relying on his invincible ability, he directly toppled the World Tree.

"This is a letter forwarded to you by Akmund." The orc placed a letter in Locke's palm.

Locke nodded, if he wanted the undead scourge to get a little information, it would inevitably be opposed by most demons, so Locke had no intention of disobeying. He then said slowly, "Lead your army and take out that Malfurion's idiot for me." ”

"Then meet me."

Locke snapped his fingers, and the figure of Salein Vivica appeared behind Locke, and she said with a blank face on her face: "My lord, the attack on the Night Elves has been planned. ”

"Now I'm just waiting for your orders."

Locke frowned slightly, it was clear that he was going through a very painful choice inside his heart, but now it was time for Locke to take a stand.

"Go back and tell them that we will win." Locke's short words elicited a smile on the faces of many necromancers.

Most of the undead have no touch nerves, and these beasts, who only know how to kill, will soon be sent to the battlefield by Locke.

"A peaceful forest...... Hmph, it's going to be on fire soon. (To be continued.) )