"Land! I see the land! ”

In Buddy. Amid Moore's unpleasant screams, the ship, which had been infected with death energy from top to bottom, finally approached the destination of this trip.

Tyrion stepped out of the cabin, he didn't need a telescope, with his excellent eyesight, he could easily see the islands that suddenly appeared in the distance above the sea, like black spots that suddenly jumped out of a picture scroll that was nothing, and the islands that were getting closer and closer seemed so striking on the empty sea.

It was a black island, the size of two towns, and from a distance, you could see the trees on the island, and the seagulls flying in the sky, and farther away, in the fog that filled the ocean, the apparition of a tall city was faintly visible, and beyond that phantom was a strange purple canopy.

"This is the Broken Isles?"

The dark mage Severn blessed himself with an eagle eye, and the distant scenery appeared clearly in his eyes, he could see the barren black island in front of him, the boulders connected to the sea were covered with barnacles, and there were many beach rock crabs running on the sand pond, which did not look like it was inhabited.

However, at the back of the island, there is a tomb tower several meters high, which looks like the ruins of a city.

"It looks like it's off the beaten track."

Miss Luminas crossed her waist and said to her companions, "It doesn't look like a good place!" ”

"It's really not a good place."

Tyrion rolled over and jumped off the side of the ship, and the moment he fell into the water, the ice condensed under his feet, making him stand on the water, and with his call, a skeletal horse ran out of the cabin and jumped off the side of the ship to come to him.

The Death Knight turned on his horse, beckoned to the crowd behind him, and shouted to the cowers of Death Goblins on the deck:

"Buddy, I don't need you to fight, go and park the ship at the rear of the island and wait for us to come back! These sailors will be at your disposal, and you must protect this ship! ”

Hearing that there was no need to fight, the goblin suddenly came to his senses, he shouted and waved at Tyrion, but the death knights had already rushed to the island in front of him, the gray eyes of the death goblin rolled, he turned his head and coughed lightly, and gave an order to the dead troll sailors who were waiting for orders, and soon, the veritable ghost ship sailed to the other side of the island.

The Death Knights landed on the beach, barely stopping, and rushed along the broken earth of the island to the tomb tower at the back of the island.

It's a strange island, and there are trees on the periphery, but the deeper you go into it, the less there is sign of life, and when you get close to the tomb tower that sank into the sea, it is surrounded by ruined rocks and ruins of ancient cities, and nothing else.

"This was originally a temple from the time of the Elven Empire, and it was sent to the bottom of the sea by Egwene with huge magical power."

Tyrion turned over and dismounted, looking at the tomb tower in front of him, his fingers caressed the stone tablet in front of him, the stone tablet that had been weathered in time quickly collapsed, behind him, the dark mages Severn and Ottem walked around, testing the magic around them, after a while, the face of the Severn mage was a little ugly, he held a rune stone that had dried up his magic, and said to the other death knights:

"There's a large barrier here, and it's blocking the magic around it, making it impossible for the sea to raise the temple, and we can't enter it until we destroy it."

"But it can't be destroyed!"

The young mage Ottem patted the dust on his fingers and said calmly:

"The enchantment itself is not complicated, but it is entangled with nearby mana nodes, and forcibly breaking it means that we will have to fight against the entire magic of this archipelago, which is the land of the remnants of the explosion of the Well of Eternity, and the magic power is unimaginable."

The implication is that the Knights of the Dark Blade have no way to deal with the graveyard that has sunk into the earth in front of them.

"Gul'dan will open it for us."

Tyrion didn't lie in the cemetery in front of him, he stood on the higher rocks, observing the terrain around him, he shook his hand, and said indifferently:

"We just need to think about waiting in peace, and then think about how to kill that warlock, front! There's a rift there, and we're camping and waiting for Gul'dan to arrive! ”

"Soon! Soon we will be able to make our wish come true..."

On the other side, a day after the Death Knights of Tyrion had set up camp, Gul'dan's fleet was approaching the Broken Isles, and the Warlock didn't know that an ambush had been set up on the island, but in reality, even if he knew, he would have to keep going.

He gave up everything, betrayed Orgrim, led to the defeat of the tribe, and betrayed the demon master behind him, he knew very well that there was no turning back, only to enter the tomb of Sargeras and get the power of the lord of the legion, only in this way could he guarantee that he would survive the hunt from all sides, and live better.

But the road ahead has not been smooth.

"Boom"

The sound of cannon fire resounded on the sea, and the red-hot cannonball flew out of the muzzle, cut a deadly arc, and smashed the fleeing ship ahead, the cannonball swept past the deck, shattering several cannogres who could not dodge, disgusting flesh and blood, and the acrid smoke rising on the surface of the sea.

The berserk orcs of the Raiding Clan gritted their teeth and fired back the next moment, and the whistling cannonball smashed towards the pursuers behind them, but it could be said that there was no such thing as a quasi-head, and the cannonball skipped the fleet behind and smashed into the sea, splashing towering water.

The Blacktooth Laughing Clan was in hot pursuit after Gul'dan's fleet in 14 ships used by the orcs for plunder, and this pursuit had been going on for four full days, and both sides were already exhausted.

In fact, Gul'dan should be grateful to the orc gunners who chased the ducks to the shelves, they are not good at using such human weapons, if it is the elite navy of Kul Tiras who is chasing them, I am afraid that Gul'dan's eight ships will not be able to survive even half a day.

But even so, at this moment close to the final goal, the orcs and ogres who were still following Gul'dan were less than half of what they set out.

Some of them died in the pursuit of the Blacktooth Laughing Clan, and some of them took advantage of the night to sneak away by boat.

Obviously, not everyone has much confidence in Guldan, and when they can't see the exact target, the monkeys on the big tree of Guldan have begun to scatter and flee.

"Gul'dan, we have lost another ship! (There are only 5 left!) ）”

The ogre Gugal rushed into the cabin and shouted to the orc warlock who closed his eyes and meditated:

"You've got to figure it out! (Morale is already low!) ）”

In the face of Gugal's anxiety, Gul'dan seemed very calm, although from this cabin he could also hear the cannonballs whistling outside and the shouts of thin men, but the warlock did not care about the loss of this life, he opened his eyes, and a glimmer of light burst out of his dark red eyes:

"We're almost there, and soon, that kind of powerful power is within reach, and the wild dogs of the Black Hand family think he has a chance to win? Joke! When I returned from the tomb, they would have to kneel on the ground to meet me. ”

"But that's for later! (If you don't find a way, we may not even be able to get to that island!) ）”

Gugar didn't have such a good mentality as Gul'dan, this cunning warlock arranged his Twilight Hammer clan on the outermost ships, and most of the three ships lost in the past two days were the elite of the Twilight Hammer clan.

The ogre has already begun to regret following Gul'dan to this island, and even if he really allows Gul'dan to join his church afterwards, it will take a long time to make up for the loss of these personnel.

"Well, you have a point..."

Gul'dan saw the ferocity in Gugar's three eyes, and the warlock weighed the gains and losses in his heart, and felt that it was not good to force Gugal too much now, so a moment later, a dark green portal lit up in the sky on the surface of the sea, as if tearing a crack in the sky, and with the pungent smell of evil energy, a large group of magic bats flapping their wings, like bats, and sharp claws poured out of the portal.

These weak demons flapped their wings, roared, and swarmed, just in an instant, hundreds of demon bats rushed out of the portal, which was far more than the portal could bear, the portal collapsed in an instant, and the screaming demon bats, like a black oppressive storm, rushed towards the fleet of the Blacktooth Laughing Clan that was pursuing behind.

In the cabin, Gul'dan felt the number of summoned bats, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"It's strange how the demons are so active today... A summoning spell of this caliber shouldn't work so well..."

But doubts are doubts, what should be done cannot be interrupted, Gugar, who was standing on the deck, saw that the ships of the Blacktooth Laughing Clan were disturbed and could not even attack, and could not even move forward, the ogre turned his head to look at the nearby island, and he shouted loudly:

"Keep going! (As fast as you can!) Landing! ）”

Thirty minutes later, Gul'dan's five ships stopped on the shore of the Broken Isles, the orc warlock walked down the gangway, he looked back at the fleet in the distant sea, his dark red eyes rolled, and he turned to Gugar and said:

"My disciple, the black-toothed and smiling mad dog will continue to catch up, we have to leave some people to stop them, we don't have a numerical advantage, once we are entangled by them, it will be very troublesome."

A fierce glint flashed in Gurgar's eyes, how could he not understand what Gul'dan meant, this was clearly to let his Twilight Hammer clan be cannon fodder.

This fierce light was seen by Guldan, and a sneer appeared on the corner of the orc warlock's mouth:

"Don't worry, my disciple, I won't let your people die in vain, I'll leave some warlocks behind and summon demons to help!"

With a flick of his fingers, a dozen Warlocks of the Tyranny Clan, who were also die-hard Gul'dans, stepped forward, and he said to these Warlocks:

"Do you feel it? The demons of the Twisted Void are very active today, and in this case it is very easy to summon the demons, so stay and help the warriors of Twilighthammer fend off those pursuers! Wait until I get back! ”

Naturally, the warlocks of the Raiding Clan did not complain, and those who could follow Gul'dan in a desperate situation were a group of madmen who believed in power and believed in Guldan's promises.

"So, my disciple, what do you say?"

Gul'dan looked back at the silent ogre Gulgar, whose face was ugly and he didn't say a word, and Gul'dan touched his staff with his fingers, and the atmosphere between the two men became obscure and tense, but after a few moments, the ogre's two faces showed that innocent smile.

"Of course, my mentor, it's their honor to serve you."

This answer made Gul'dan froze for a moment, but then he smiled with satisfaction:

"Let's go!"

The warlock's finger pointed to the black tomb tower in the distance:

"We're almost there... And you'll soon know how glorious it must be for the warriors who held us back from our pursuers... It's a lucky thing, trust me! ”

The patriarch of the Blacktooth Laughing Clan, Red. The black hand gritted his teeth and hacked the last flying demon bat to death, and the deck behind him was already covered with the corpses of these weak demons, and on the island in front of him, Gul'dan's retinue had landed and laid a defensive line, they were summoning demons, apparently to stop the pursuers, which made Red who was about to dock hate.

"They've summoned demons, brother, that's too many!"

Mehm. The black hand put down the telescope in his hand, and the brave black stone orc gritted his teeth and said to Red:

"Brother, you take the Juggernaut and a part of the soldiers around the back of the island! I'm going to drag them head-on! ”

"Maim! You're in danger! ”

Red looked at his brother, who was fearlessly wielding the hammer of black iron, and he looked at his brother and said in a deep voice:

"I'm not afraid of danger! Don't even think about defeating me so easily, these Twilight Hammers and demons! Brother, don't forget who killed my father, you must cut off Guldan's head for me! ”

"Good!"

Red turned his head, and the orc's eyes twitched with indescribable tyranny and determination:

"This island, this island will be Gul'dan's grave, no matter what he is looking for here! He won't get it! In Blackhan's name, he's dead! ”