Azeroth Trail of Light

The tauren was sitting cross-legged in a dark green, barbed magic cage. He looked up at the starry sky of Marton, at this moment he was quiet like a poet.

There is no difference between day and night in this ghost place. No matter when you look up, you can see the sky full of stars and the green light curtain every time you look up. In this place, time is distinguished by biological clocks and alchemy hanging in the camp. The clock, so for those **** who have irregular schedules, this place is simply hell. In the seven days since he first came to Marton, Gamour met at least three guys because of irregular schedules and pressure. A situation that leads to mental breakdown and suicide.

Due to its special environment and the existence of demons all over the place, Marton is very unfriendly to normal creatures. The existence of the demonic force field covering the entire continent can cause mortals to become emotionally anxious and have a bad temperament. , This was originally not a place for mortal creatures to survive, but compared to the great use of the Cannon Fodder Legion at a critical moment, such a small issue was collectively ignored by the Illidari.

The day after Gamour was sent to Marton through Draenor’s large legion portal, he regretted it. He looked forward to all the gods he knew, extremely sincere, if he could give him another chance, even if that The **** goblin cheated all his things away, he would only send him away with a smile instead of angrily snatching all the bastard’s money, and then handing him a knife, but the knife venting his anger completely sent himself in. hell.

Yes, if there is **** in the world, then it must be in Marton.

In the past few days, the scenery of the golden plain has been constantly appearing in Gamour's mind. The scenery that he had completely tired of seeing now is so peaceful and fascinating if he was not at the beginning. Because he was tired of the life of the guard in the village, he went to the big city alone, maybe now, he already has his own family, maybe there will be a few lovely children, but now, he can only sit In the cold magical cage, waiting for his own judgment.

Gamol knows how he will be treated. He has seen the cruel Illidari punishing cannon fodder for disobeying orders more than once. In most cases, he will be assigned to a death squad and participate in the latest battle. Surviving will be exempt from crime, and in a small number of cases, it will be miserably used as a bait to attract demons to hunt some special species of demons and provide demon hunters with opportunities to ambush.

Yes, Marton’s demons are indeed cunning and insidious, but in Gamor’s eyes, the Illidaris who pierced their eyes and used the power of demons to deal with demons are no different from those demons. They are even more cruel than demons. , More cunning, just like a natural enemy.

But death so soon is not necessarily a bad thing for the tauren... If he can leave Mardoon and return to his hometown, the current Gamour is willing to pay all the price, even if it is death, he is true. I didn’t want to stay in this ghost place like Marton for a second. It was really too tormenting. He would rather go back to Orgrimmar to do hard labor, but it’s a pity that the hard labor that was once terrifying like a tiger is for him now In other words, it is already an unattainable dream.

"Gamore! Are you still alive?"

A low voice rang beside him, and Gamer turned to look and found that it was a broken shaman in a long robe, standing outside the cage with a staff, looking at him indifferently with godless eyes. As if looking at a corpse, Gamer looked at the broken man’s appearance that was severely distorted by magic power, like a devil, and finally nodded.

"Well, this is Gamol, the trial is over?"

"Hehe, do you want to die that way?"

The Broken Shaman sneered and took out a key from his arms, opened the door of the magic cage, and cursed very impatiently, "Get out, someone wants to see you!"

These Brokens who obeyed the cruel rule of the King of Outland were never good people. After arming their defiant minds with fanatical revenge, the Brokens became the indispensable backbone of Illidan. For one, it is said that their leader knew Akama was Illidan’s right-hand man. Gamol didn’t intend to offend the shaman, so he rushed out of the cage quickly, and then under the shaman’s impatient guidance, he walked towards In the reception room next to the Desperate Ridge cell.

As soon as he entered the gate, Gamore heard a familiar voice, a voice that he could never forget, that voice sent himself into this hell, anger broke through all of Gamore’s reason at this moment, and he followed suit. Picking up a sharp volcanic rock next to him, his eyes were red, and he rushed into the reception room angrily, but at the gate, Tony Double Tooth and the ogre Grok pressed to the ground and moved. No.

At this time, the conversation inside the hall continued.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Sylvanas, I can't abandon my mission and accompany you to a worthless place... You know, I also shoulder the orders from the master. I must do it in the shortest time possible. Like, find some vital things for the master, and now you have to set out to find them, so you can’t wait another 3 days! I swear I will be back within 3 days!"

Senxia, ​​who put on a black safari outfit, looked very capable, but he was a little burnt now. The things Dick had ordered finally improved. Major Bud, who was far away on the other side of the Marton Continent, just sent back about The clues of the demon assassin Akali and the pair of magic weapon daggers that made the demons frightened. As a result, another trouble disrupted his plan. The most terrible thing is that Senxia not only dare not face this gorgeous and peerless stunner before him There was the slightest negligence, and he didn't even dare to rise up even a little bit of profanity.

As a subordinate who has dealt with Dick quite a lot, Moriha clearly knows some of the past stories of her master and the ranger general in front of her. Although there is no obvious evidence that Lord Dick has a deeper relationship with her, but Even just a little possibility is enough to make Senxia wary of Sylvanas for 12 points.

And Sylvanas, wearing a hunting suit and carrying a war bow, looked at the old pirate who was very indifferent and indifferent. She knew that Senxia was Dick’s subordinate, but it was also because of some special reason. She is unwilling to use Dick’s name to suppress this old slippery head. Unfortunately, the current situation has made Sylvanas a little impatient. She brought her sister from Azeroth to this cloth. In the **** full of demons, it was not for seeing Senxia playing treasures.

"Enough! Captain Morinya, Dick promised me! He said I would find traces of my missing relatives here, but I waited for 7 days, but only got an emblem! I didn't even know my sister Dead or alive! Now, now! I must go find her!"

"For the emblem in your hand, we paid at least 200 lives! This matter can't come!"

Senxia waved her hand and seemed to stop this meaningless argument, and Vereesa Windrunner, who was sitting next to the Ranger General, also stood up at this moment, stood aside with her sister, and stared at Senxia in front of her. "You are a pirate, aren't you? You pursue profit. This is your nature. Take us to Niskara and find the trace of the eldest sister. Dalaran's treasure house will be opened for you!"

Vereesa’s words made Ronin who was sitting next to her grin into a bitter face. His wife was desperate to save her sister, but Dalaran’s treasure house was magical, even though Ronin had already It's the leader of Dalaran, and that place is not open to a stranger at will, not to mention that it is still a pirate, but in front of outsiders, Ronin still wants to make a face for his wife, so he is serious Knocked on the table and whispered,

"You can still reap the friendship of Dalaran! The Dark Lord Morinya, you don't want to miss it, do you?"

Senxia's expression changed slightly. He stretched out his hand and gave him his bow tie. Finally, he gritted his teeth, stretched out his fingers and snapped his fingers, and the door of the reception room was pushed open. Grok and Tony pressed the angry Gamol. Walking in, Senxia pointed to the tauren whose mouth was sealed with a cloth strip and said,

"How should I say, you and I have good luck. My subordinate has found a fighter for you. He has been active in that area for the past half month, so in theory, he is more suitable than me. Guide... Trust me, the honest Morinka never lies!"

Saying this, Senxia waved his hand at her dog leg, and the two immediately loosened the cloth strips in Gamor’s mouth, and then they heard the tauren roaring and cursing the words he had hidden deep in his heart.

"Bastard! You bastard! I want to kill you, let me go, I want to kill you! You tricked me into this **** hell! I swear! I swear by everything I have, I will kill you, black Devil! You better not let me leave Mardoon alive, or I will kill you!"

"Uh... there is a slight misunderstanding between me and him!"

Senxia touched his chin awkwardly, and his eyes rolled around and said loudly, "But I'm sure this will not affect his honesty and reliability in leading you! Please give us a little bit of time, I can handle this. all!"

After finishing speaking, Morinya turned his head and stared at Gamol fiercely. The latter also stared at him with red eyes. The Dark Lord who was strengthened by the power of thunder also possessed some special skills. His mouth did not move, but his voice Appeared in Gamour’s ears,

"Shut up! Listen, you idiot! You were ambushed by the devil the minute before you were there, and the whole army was wiped out. In other words, of the 2,343 villains I sent, you alone survived. But remember, if it wasn't for me to ask Chief Kane Sunfury to postpone your sentence for 4 hours, now you are one of those corpses. I saved your life, do you know? Asshole, we are even!"

Hearing the news that his coalition was annihilated, the expression on his face loosened. He and the scumbags could not talk about friendship at all, but to be honest, according to Gamore's understanding of the laws of Despair Ridge, Senxia Maybe he really didn’t lie. It was indeed because of him that he survived, but this can’t be a reason for him to forgive Morinia. Just when he was about to make another wave of scolding, the next sentence of the Dark Lord was passed to him. In his ears,

"Listen to me, idiot! I don't care if you are dead or alive. The scum and bad guys who hurt people like you should have died long ago, but I know that any **** who is thrown into this ghost place is the biggest The dream of escaping from Marton, but unfortunately the distance from Azeroth can only be measured by the gods, so if you want to escape, give up! But my master and I are kind, and there is a good opportunity for you now. These three big men went to Niscala, where you stayed for 10 days, take them there, and then come back with them, as long as you are lucky enough, this time you finish your work, I can guarantee you to leave Marton alive !"

Moriha’s words stirred up stormy seas in Gamore’s heart. To be honest, since Gamore came to Marton to the present, he only saw a steady stream of villains being sent to this hell, but he didn’t see even a single person leaving alive. There are no such legends, but now Senxia says he has a chance to leave here... Even if Senxia is a bastard, an out-and-out bad kind, a **** guy, but in the dark world, "honest black "Devil", this sentence is not a joke... He really hasn't fooled anyone. Although most of the time he uses language traps to let those idiots jump in by himself, he is famous for his honesty.

After thinking about it, the desire to live finally overwhelmed the hatred. More importantly, as early as the end of the first battle with the devil, he understood a truth. In this hell, anger will only make things worse. Only calmness can win a chance, so the tauren gasped and lowered his voice.

"I want to return to Azeroth! Otherwise I won't go! The 107 coalition has been wiped out! Only I know what they are looking for, and I am not afraid to tell you! Senxia, ​​the emblem in their hands is what I found Yes! Only I know that place!"

The dark lord’s eyes narrowed at this moment, like when Dick was angry. Gamore suddenly felt like he was entangled in a poisonous snake, but after 5 seconds, Senxia reached out to help him. He opened the rope on his body, then patted his shoulder,

"Don't think about going back to Azeroth. The King of Outland won't let you go back. Any life is precious... I can guarantee you to go back to Draenor alive, maybe you can transfer to Nagrand. The rear is enjoying the blessing...so don’t give me an inch, Gamol, you and I know that this is the real bottom line!"

The tauren gritted his teeth, "Okay! I'll take them to Niskara, but that ghost place..."

"Okay! Don't worry... even in the face of 10,000 demons, these three have enough ability to get you out, provided that you can't soften your feet first. By the way, don't say I don't take care of you. Protect Ms. Sylvanas. Even if you die, you must protect her. If you are really lucky, you may be able to live again even if you die."

Moriha reached out and patted Gamore on the shoulder, like a way of expressing friendship, his voice was weird and mysterious.

"After doing this, we are truly our own people. Remember, Gamol, we are serving the supreme power, so loyalty is the only thing we can do. There is only loyalty, and only loyalty. ...Work hard, if you don't want to die anywhere, this is your last hope!"