On the Naga crypt position on the Black Sea, in the sound of the icy tide water, this wet high ground was already covered with fallen corpses, soaked in bright red blood, and in that mottled battlefield, the battle to the death continued.

The Blood Maidens of the Darkblade were soon dispersed under the cover of the agents, and the Illidare Demon Hunters, who were in line with the Watchers, were exhausted but forced to join the war again, and in the face of the full preparation of the Darkblade Intelligence Bureau, these Cadore warriors were soon left in a dilemma of fighting on their own.

The high-level watchers can still hold on to the elusive attacks of those Salennes, and occasionally fight back against a few opponents who are too reckless, but other ordinary watchers are quickly defeated in the face of the onslaught of blood, and the legacy of the watchers does take into account the advantages of warriors and assassins, but this does not mean that every watcher is a god-like fighter, they will also feel the pressure when they are caught between two sides, and once the pressure is too high, they will also collapse.

And the most terrible thing is that in the face of these rebellious watchmen who manipulate the power of blood, once they are injured, once they shed blood, in this cruel battle, it is equivalent to being sentenced to death...

"Ahh

A high-ranking watcher who shuttled back and forth in the shadows, holding a knife wheel and slashing in the crowd of darkblade agents, the blood of her whole body boiled under the manipulation of blood magic, she felt that her veins were no longer blood, but more like hot lava, this pain that was bred from within made the high-level watcher lose control of the shadows in an instant, she fell from mid-air in embarrassment, and she struggled to support herself on the ground.

However, the next moment, she was pierced through the chest by a fierce sword stabbed from three directions, and after the heart was sliced open, the agonized watcher gritted her teeth and raised the bloody knife wheel, trying to cut off the head of the attack in front of her again, but between the light and shadow, her tattered body was knocked out of the air, and finally smashed into the icy water below the high ground.

Like a leaf falling into the tide, after a few tosses, it is blown by the tide and falls under the icy current.

A warrior, dead...

But soon, she will draw new strength from death and begin to fight for new ideals... This is the most embarrassing situation when facing death, even if you are not willing to serve death while living, but after you die, you will inevitably join it.

"Merin, be caught!"

Mai Lin, who was taken care of by two high-ranking agents. The armor of the blade wing was full of hideous scars, and her former companions showed no mercy in this battle of life and death, although Mai Lin herself was a very talented watchman, but she was still trapped in a deadly attack, and between another blade impact, Mai Lin's figure took a few steps back, and the owl helmet above her head was torn open in the battle just now, and the stubborn Kadore Elf simply took off her helmet and threw it aside.

There were already several more scars on her thin face, but at this moment, the young elf looked at the two former companions in front of her viciously, she urged her to spit bloody saliva beside her, gritted her teeth, and said:

"Don't think!"

"Buzz"

The bloody blade in Miss Marais's hand swung outward, shaking off a few drops of blood on the blade, and she tilted her head with a bat helmet, looking at her former little sister, she persuaded in a hoarse voice:

"Merlene, you're a commander too, look back, I mean... Now that Mavi has handed over these sisters to your commander, you have to think about the companions behind you! ”

This sentence made Merlene. Blade Wing clenched her hand armor, she subconsciously looked back, and saw her companions who were dying and struggling like beasts in a trap, and the last watchers who followed her were very brave, these sisters who got along day and night each killed and injured several opponents, but in the face of the numerical superiority of the blood maids, even the most determined warriors would become weak in the continuous bleeding, and then be pierced through the heart by the sharp blade from behind.

The last of the Watchmen lived up to the expectations of the Warden Mawi, and each of them was extremely brave enough to live up to the oath they made when they joined the Watchmen, however, their number... Too little.

"You are being slaughtered like pigs thrown on a chopping board! For an impossible task, a senseless death, you are brave and worthy of the name of the watchman..."

Mirana, who stood beside Marais, the shorter Blood Watcher, persuaded in a somber voice:

"But Merin, such a sacrifice is meaningless, lay down your arms! Last Watchmen, you have proven yourselves... Lay down your arms and you will live! ”

"Lady Mavi never taught me that if you surrender in battle, you will never find a watcher who surrenders without a fight!"

Mai Lin's eyes were filled with a tragic sacrifice, her voice was full of murderous intent, she raised the knife wheel in her hand, and in the trembling of her arms, she whispered:

"Stop talking nonsense, come on! Dying here is our mission, and the Watchmen never give up on their mission! ”

Marais and Mirana looked at each other, and the two Blood Handmaidens raised their weapons at the same time, and before the final battle to the death, Marais whispered:

"Now I finally know why Shadow has always valued you, Merin... You're the kind of person we need, and you're going to make a good blood maid, there's no doubt about it! ”

"I won't... Join you! ”

Mai Lin replied disdainfully, and the next moment, the figure of three lines of blood was entangled and flying on the blood-stained high ground of the night, and in the resonance of sharp blades, Marais's light voice was clearly imprinted on Mai Lin. In the ears of the blade:

"The will is good, but alas... Death never gives you a choice. ”

"Welcome to Darkblade, The Last Watcher..."

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Under the brutal battlefield of the Naga Crypt, in the deepest part of the cave where the Nagas used to hide the Tidal Scepter, the talented Sea Witch Master Alcee, who had been given the task of guarding the Scepter by Queen Aishara, was nailed to the wet stone wall in an "artistic" manner, with a blood dagger stuck in each of her six palms, like an extra-large Naga specimen.

The green blood that flowed from her body covered the entire wet mountain wall, and the cunning Naga hung her head, and the strange little snake head above her head was also shuffled in the air, apparently, she was dead... Died in a painful and painful manner in this place where she did not see the light of day, and was buried in this rat hole along with the ambition she had just born, along with the future she thought was bright.

There is no point in dying, and dying is not worth mentioning.

At the side of Alsie's corpse, the shadow asked meaningfully while looking at the tidal scepter in his hand through the dim moss light of the crypt:

"I'm curious, how many people did you bring this time? My dear Mavi. ”

In the shadows on the other side of the shadows, Warden Mavi, dressed in ancient armor and holding a thorn chakra, replied in a voice as cold as ice:

"Not much, but enough to bury the rebels you brought, Nasha, I wanted to save you, but now it seems that there is no need for you to be saved..."

"The Nasa in my heart is long dead, and now standing in front of me is a real monster."

"So, are you going to kill me?"

The shadow stretched out her hand and grabbed the white mask on her face that she had almost never taken off, she hesitated, but finally did not take the mask off, she looked at her former "lover", only a dozen years have passed, but it is like a lifetime, she has imagined countless times the scene when she faces Mavi again, but she has to wait until she really reaches this moment, she is a little unhappy.

Time and experience have completely changed her... She is no longer the original self, and those youthful feelings have long since passed away with the wind.

"Those agents were only there to stop Illidare, and those Illidan followers were sparsely numbered, but they were formidable enemies, but before I came here, I gave Marais another order."

The shadow said calmly:

"Once the Watchers appear on this battlefield, they will join the battle with all the Blood Watchers we've been training for over the past decade, and that's a number that will make you despair... Seriously, I didn't want you to come, but you did. ”

"Mavi, you always say that you are the last watcher, I can see that after more than 10,000 years of sticking to the mission of the watcher, you are tired of living in the shadows, you refuse to recruit new watchers in the Kadore elves, you want to bury this organization you created... I can see that underneath the cold exterior, Mavi, you are a gentle person... You have dedicated your life and all your life to the Watchmen, and you want this heavy mission to end in your hands. ”

"Wow"

The knife wheel in Mavi's hand shone slightly in the air, and in the hum of the blade, the warden seemed to lose interest in speaking, and she said in a deep voice:

"It's useless to talk too much! Nasa, give me the Tidal Scepter! ”

The shadow shook her head, she tied the scepter around her waist, then took a step back, she glanced at the mechanical watch on her wrist, she looked at the approaching Mavi in front of her, and she whispered:

"No!"

"Mavi, it's time... Your 10,000-year mission has come to an end today, and I am honored that I can set you free with my own hands..."

"Is it just you?"

Mavi asked in a disdainful voice:

"Traitor!"

"Of course, it's not just the cute little goblin Nasa..."

In the glow of blood magic, beyond the passage through the mountain wall where Nasa had begun to violently penetrate the Naga crypt, a light voice sounded in the darkness, and then a woman in a blood-red dress with a delicate little crown appeared in the dim crypt in the glow of the shadow of blood.

Aurelia stretched her shoulders and moved her wrists, and as if she were an old friend, she beckoned to Lady Mavi standing in the shadows, the Blood Lady with a gentle face, as if she were greeting a real old friend:

"Yo, Miss Mavi, I'm sorry I'm late... A few bear children in the house were making a fuss, and I just beat them up. ”

Like a stay-at-home mother complaining about her child's disobedience, the Blood Mother shook her hand to make a red sword out of blood, and brushed her dark blonde hair, she raised her head, looked at the warden in front of her with a smile, and said softly:

"Tyrion has complained to me several times, the Darkblade Intelligence Agency is getting bigger and bigger, and he is always a little unable to serve as the director, and we need a real professional to manage this intelligence organization, so, my husband asked me to ask you, would you be interested in working for the Darkblade Intelligence Agency?"

"Oh, by the way... The letter of appointment, certificates, stamps, office, and the salary for the first three months plus the job allowance are all ready for you. ”

"Buzz"

The Blood Master shook her wrist, and the blood sword in her hand let out a strange buzz, and when she raised her head, there was no smile in her dark red eyes:

"So, you can't refuse!"

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Queen Azhara has been away from the battlefield for a long time, and the mad war between the Night Elves and the Naga has not stopped, but has become more and more chaotic.

With the rise of the tide, the mountain land where Mount Hyjal and the Forest of Fywood meet has completely fallen into the hands of Naga, and the Night Elf Legion has to retreat to the second line of defense of the original demon war, but the more tide accumulated in Mount Hyjal, it means that the more power the Naga can mobilize, and after the tide expands to a certain extent, the hideous sea beasts driven by the Naga also join the battlefield under the drive of the Naga beast riders.

The Night Elves are already at a numerical disadvantage, and the druids of the Cenarion Council are trapped in the Emerald Dream Realm and cannot get out, lacking large units such as War Ancient Trees and Mountain Giants, and in the face of the fierce Sea Beast Legion, the Night Elves are fighting more and more difficult on the battlefield, and this kind of trade-off has reduced the military strength of the Night Elves in Mount Hyjal to an extremely dangerous point.

The problem is that the Felwood Forest has been blocked by the Naga flood, and several legions in the Ashenvale and Stonetalon Mountains, as well as the Imperial Coalition forces trapped in the Felwood Forest Theater, have no way to come to their aid... Obviously, the Nagas did come up with a whimsical, but almost perfect, plan of attack in order to defeat the Night Elves' sanctuary in one fell swoop.

However, Queen Azhara and the Naga War Masters have overlooked an important factor... A third party that is not in the plan.

"Wow"

In the sky above the holy land of Mount Hyjal where Naga and the Night Elves were fighting endlessly, a blue-black crack in the sky opened in a roar, as if opening a door to the outside world in the gloomy clouds, at the edge of that gate, several Death Lords probed their brains to look at the battle situation in the position of Mount Hyjal below, seeing that the Night Elves were suppressed very badly by the Naga, Luminas, who was holding the Sword of Death, said slowly:

"You say, is this Kadore elf unlucky in the past few years, how to connect the accident, the ancient gods, the demons, and then the Naga... I can't stand it anymore, these distant relatives of mine are really miserable. ”

"Well, this place of Mount Hyjal is indeed quite evil."

Thread touched his chin and looked at the battlefield below at the intertwined canine teeth, and he looked at the other lords:

"The boss asked us to separate them first, and now they are a pot of porridge, how can we divide them?"

"I thought..."

Grokush fastened his horned helmet to his head, and said angrily:

"Maybe we can rush into the battlefield and attack both sides at the same time, and if we kill enough people, they will stop fighting and attack us... Isn't that a separation? ”

"That's a good idea!"

Luminas rubbed her hands a little excitedly, she looked at the other lords, and said with great interest:

"So what are we waiting for... Let's get started! ”