"Good news!" When Tulayan first saw Khadgar, he started yelling at the mage. Novel ww. ｓ。 com "We control the fortress!"

"We've been tricked," Khadgar said straight to the point. "Naozu is not here. He left before the attack began, and took the artifacts with him. I don't know if he took Gul'dan's skull with him. ”

Tulayan stared at him. "In this case, these are all ployables. ”

"And we've fallen for their tricks," Khadgar confirmed.

Tulayan frowned, wondering if they had gained anything. "Anyway...... There is no doubt that most of their warriors are here, and we have eliminated them. We have also taken their fortress, and although Naozu is no longer here, it is still their stronghold, and it is now ours. The shattering of their military power gives us a big advantage. ”

"Yes, they can't muster another army anymore," Danas said. When he came to them, he happened to hear Tulayan's last statement. His armor had multiple dents, and he had several scars on his arms, legs, and face, but judging by the way he jumped off his horse, he was in normal shape. Tulayan, delighted to see his lieutenant come back alive, patted Danas on the shoulder.

"Well done," he said to Danas. "But Khadgar brings some bad news. Neozu wasn't here - it seemed he knew we were going to attack, so he left the fort before we arrived. We think he took those artifacts with him. ”

Now, they've been joined by Arelia and Kudran. Tulayan also informed them of the news.

"Okay, so we'd better go after them, eh?" Kudran replied.

"Do you know where they went?" Arelia said.

"I don't know. Khadgar said. "But I can feel it. He laughed. "From the war, I learned about Gul'dan's magical aura, and I also knew the magic contained in the Eye of Dalaran. ”

He closed his eyes and whispered some incantation. Seeing this, the others all took a few steps back. The air around Khadgar seemed to begin to flicker. A gust of wind blew from nowhere, blowing their hair and clothes. After that, the mage's eyes suddenly opened. At that moment, his eyes reflected a bright white light, and some strange sights were faintly visible in his eyes. Tulayan shuddered and looked away. When he looked back again. His friend's eyes had returned to their normal state.

"I've found them," Khadgar said, leaning gently against his staff. "Although it wasn't easy. As a result, they appear in two very different directions. ”

Arelia shook her head. "The Skull of Gul'dan and the Eye of Dalaran are not together, why would Neozu let an artifact remain out of his sight?"

"I don't know. But he did. The head is in the north, and the Eye of Dalaran is heading southwest, and is now passing through the Teroka Forest, as I think is called. I sensed that the Book of Medivan was there, and it made me think that Naozu should be on that side. I thought he needed the help of Gul'dan's skull in his consciousness. It's like I need to use the Book of Medivan and that head to close the portal. But now he's sending his head somewhere else. Not sure why. ”

"And you need both? the skull and the book?" Tulayan asked.

"Yes," Khadgar replied. "If there are no of them. I can't completely close those spatial rifts. ”...

Tulayan nodded, "Then we'll need to go after these two things." He decided. Tulayan looked at the others, making choices in his mind. "Danas, I think you want to kill some more orcs. ”

"Of course. Sir. Yes, I think. ”

Tulayan sighed. It was painful to see those he cherished driven by a desire for revenge. But on what basis did he judge others? He didn't have the personal experience of all his soldiers being slaughtered and he himself had to run away to get help. Danas needs to find his own way to drive away the pain in his heart and regain his inner peace, just as Arelia eventually did. He needed to understand that when he was fighting, he could not have hatred in his heart - fighting for something, not against something.

"Then, you go after Naozu. He's already a step ahead of us, so Kudran, you and your griffin knights go ahead to scout ahead and find Neozu and his accomplices. Upon seeing them, attack them - kill them, or at least slow them down, and then report back to Danas. He will follow with ground troops. ”

"Bring some of my rangers with you to scout. Arelia said.

Tulayan thanked her with a slight smile, then said to Danas, "Your mission is to kill Neozu and retrieve the three artifacts. ”

"I'll be sure I've done it, boy. Kudran replied, turning back to his griffon. Danas nodded, saluted Tulayan, and then left the group to gather his soldiers and prepare them for the long journey.

Tulayan turned to face Arelia and Khadgar, "It is my duty to retrieve Gul'dan's skull and close the Dark Gate. Khadgar, you're the only one who can track that damn thing. Arelia ......" he pursed his lips and smiled, "I promised you that I would never leave you alone and leave you alone. ”

"Yes, you promised me, my love. I won't let you go again. He reached out and let Arelia hold it tightly. The two of them will not be separated again...... Until the final death.

Maybe it won't be that long.

She smiled happily and said, "Let's go." ”

The three turned and left the fortress already occupied by the Alliance and the Dark Gate in the distance. They're going to find that abominable relic, and they're going to close the rift, and they're all gone. Or, sacrifice yourself in the process.

"They're catching up with us. ”

Neozu's eyes wandered quickly over Kilrog. "Then we'll have to hurry up. ”

The chief of the Blood Cave Clan let out a muffled roar and shook his head. "It's the limit of how fast we're going," he notes bitterly. "If you speed it up a little faster. Before the Alliance soldiers could catch up with us, my warriors and their mounts would have to get down tired. And who's going to protect you then?"

They had been on the trek for almost a week. The previous few days had been uneventful, and they had entered the Teroka Forest almost effortlessly, the crooked trees relieving their depression. The Teroka Forest was as dark and gloomy as ever, with a canopy of tall trees overhead, with only a few rays of sunlight to penetrate the dense darkness. The forest floor is covered with black moss and dwarf shrubs, but there is no sign of any vegetation other than that. But after a few days of walking under the scorching sun, it's always nice to have a shadow, and the forest feels so cool and calm.

Until one of the warriors of Kilrog. The orc, who had been assigned to keep some distance from the large army so that he could patrol the rear, ran out of breath to the camp where they had temporarily set up for the night, and this peace was shattered. ...

"Alliance!" The warrior gasped. Sweating from long runs. "They're right behind us!"

"They're taking Hellfire Fortress faster than we expected," Bloodseeker said, "Kargas, bastard! he should have pinned down the Alliance!"

Kilrog remained as calm as ever. "How many are there?"

The scout shook his head, "I can't count their numbers, but there are many. There is no doubt that they are much more numerous than all of us have here. And they're on their way like crazy now. ”

"They've reached their limits now. Kilrog pondered as he touched the scar under his lost eye. "Hatred gives speed. ”

"How long will it be before they catch up with us?" Bloodseeker asked.

"They were about two days behind us. The Scout replied. "But their leader kept driving them away, and it was like madness. And they're closing the gap with us very quickly. ”

"Camp," Kilrog decided. "Everybody get up. We need to stay up all night and distance ourselves from the league. Action!"

A few minutes later. Once again, the orcs began their journey. After that, they took only a few brief breaks, stopping for a sip of water and a breath of rest by a sparkling stream in the Teroka Forest. Despite this, the alliance did not lag behind, but continued to close the distance between it and the orcs.

And now, they have to make a stern choice.

"We can fight," the Blood Demon said, but Kilrog had already begun to shake his head.

"They are far more numerous than ours," the one-eyed orc noted. "I hate to admit it, but if we go head-to-head with them, they're going to slaughter us. As much as my clan and I willingly sacrifice ourselves for the Horde, if you die here, you won't be able to reach the Dark Temple. ”

"But we can't escape either," Bloodseeker said. "When the prey is in their sight, they certainly don't fall behind. ”

"We can seek refuge in ......," Naozu began, but Kilrog quickly interrupted him.

"A few days away," he said hurriedly. "We don't need to think about that yet, do we?" Kilrog's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. To Neozu's surprise and amusement at the same time, Kilrog Deadeye, a legendary figure of courage and audacity, could be afraid.

But now is not the time to care about these things. "It's the only option we have," he pointed out politely, avoiding Kilrog from interrupting him again. "They're still closing the distance. We must hide, and there is no better place in this forest than to hide—"

Neozu's words were interrupted again, but this time not because of the two lieutenants behind him, but because of the above. He felt the air suddenly begin to change, and all he could hear was a stormy crackling sound, followed by an unusually concentrated line of lightning striking them. Instinctively, Naozu slammed into the ground. In an instant, something whizzed past where his head had been, leaving a trail of lightning in the air. He turned his head and saw a black shadow flying into the woods—firmly in the hands of a small, stout man. The winged beast under his crotch was charging at them at the moment.

"Griffin!" Kilrog roared, raising his tomahawk above his head. "Hide!"

The scene immediately became chaotic. The orcs either hid behind tree trunks, or sneaked into the nearby river, or clinged to the riverbank. All you can see are fallen, running, and tripping orcs. They groped their way in the darkness, dodging the vaguely visible figures in the air. ...

Another lightning bolt from the woods sliced through the air, scorching Naozu's vision. At that moment, only a scorching white light remained in front of the old orc's eyes, and a shining afterimage after the white light faded. Then there was a thunderclap that sent the entire forest trembling, and many orcs fell.

It was clear that the Hammer Dwarves' attack had been successful.

The Hammer Dwarves fly over from their griffons, throwing their storm hammers in all directions. While some attacks fail to focus, the hateful hammers simply re-emerge and return to their masters, allowing the dwarves to swing their hammers once more, like vengeful spirits. The sound of thunder continued to resound in the air, like an endless roar of rage. When the Warhammer attack was over, they flew low in the air with their griffons, their claws as large as orcs' heads ripping through the throats of the greenskins, and their sharp beaks pecking at the orc's eyes and even cracking their skulls. As the lightning thundered, Neozu saw that some orcs had gathered together, thinking that it would be safer if there were a large number of them, but it turned out that this goal was too obvious for the dwarves. He saw that the dwarf only swung his hammer once, and more than a dozen orcs fell in response, and after the lightning, only one orc moved, and it was still so weak.

"They're slaughtering us!" He hissed to the Blood Demon huddled beside him. "Do something!"

The Death Knight stared at him, a sly smile slowly appearing on his rotten face. "It's just a couple of dwarf, human-disguised guys, and a few birds that grow too big. I think the mighty Naozu can handle this sympathetic offense. But no problem, if you can't, I'll do it. He was ready to stand up.

Daring!Neozu's mind returned to the conversation he had had with the Skull of Gul'dan.

Arrogant! He shouldn't talk to you like that.

No, he shouldn't.

"You shouldn't have spoken to me like that, Tyrone, Bloodseeker," he said, his tone so cold. The Bloodlord blinked, surprised by his tone. "I won't allow you to do this again. ”

Anger irritates Naozu. He stood up, fists clenched, and poured all his heart into the earth beneath his feet and the air around him. His shamanic spells once made him one with the world, giving him the freedom to wield the power of the elements. But the elementals never answered his call again, and since he swore allegiance to Kil'Gardan, it seemed that the elementals were deeply disgusted by the demonic sigil that had polluted their entire race. But it doesn't matter, after that, he has learned new abilities. (To be continued.) (。 ))