Northern Xinjiang has been completely transformed.

It's not just the terrain that has changed, it's not just the memories of the people who live here, it's not just the civilization that has changed, it's the climate, and many other things.

Those thoughts, or feelings, hidden under the appearance of the disaster, and everyone, whether civilians or soldiers, old people or children, witnessed the prologue of the advent of a new era, the miraculous light, and the shaped Dalaran Strait, this mythical and legendary scene, let everyone, a part of their life, forever stay here.

After seeing the undead, demons and so on, the world in front of the eyes of all beings has already changed into a different shape, and after removing the disguise of warmth and affection, this world has completely exposed its coldest and most real side to the sun.

"Bang la la"

The downpour has been going on for 2 whole days in the Tirisfa region of Lordaeron, maybe it's the bombardment of the Eye of Sargeras that has triggered a magical tide that covers the entire northern frontier, maybe it's tens of millions of tons of seawater pouring into the interior of the continent, causing a drastic change in temperature, in short, the weather has not been normal for a while.

And in the midst of the heavy rain, a team from the south, trudging through the muddy water, were soldiers, and a large number of immigrants, who had been transferred from the Alterac Lordship and the Hillsbrad Hills region, among them many of the Kurtilas, and some of the inhabitants of the Stormwind Kingdom, all of whom were struggling and quietly advancing under the pouring rain.

Even the most ignorant children felt a panic in the low mood of the adults, they clung to their parents' clothes, in the cold rain, the children's hair was sticking to their foreheads, and those frightened eyes shone with a blank view of the future.

The wagons in the crowd were carrying huge quantities of supplies, salvaged from the towns near the canyon where the terrain was rapidly changing, and in the impact and corrosion of the sea, the creation of the catastrophe, the magnificent Strait of Dalaran was widening day by day, and every day, the land lost some of its soil, and according to the predictions of the surviving mages, the huge strait filled with water, like a lagoon of the ocean, would eventually swallow up nearly a tenth more of Alterac.

Some of the young people looked back and could barely see the silhouette of the Alterac Mountains in the dim rain, but the snow of the year-round snowy mountains had begun to melt, and perhaps soon, the Alterac Valley, which had survived the disaster of the light, would be transformed into a huge freshwater lake.

Their hometown, the memories of them, are gone, they have no home...

"Hurry, hurry!"

The officers of this large contingent of immigrants rode and shouted to the crowd around them:

"Three kilometers further on, there is the shelter of the Lordaeron Kingdom, everyone work harder, we will be there soon!"

In fact, the commanders that Emperor Lothar has cultivated in the past ten years have inherited some of the character traits of His Majesty, helping and paying attention to the lives of civilians, devoting more energy to improving the lives of the people, being braver and more loyal to their mission.

This is a group of people who are completely different from the previous aristocratic bureaucrats, if Lothar is given more time, let him cultivate more such people, and use a long time to imperceptibly influence the entire human civilization, maybe in hundreds of years, the future of the human empire will really be limitless.

But time... Time is the most ruthless arbiter, and the Empire of Man is nowhere near that much time.

The civilians, who were drenched in cold by the heavy rain, were hungry and hungry, and they had staggered through the rain for a whole day, which had reached their physical and mental limits, but they could not rest yet, and after the Darkblade Undead approached the royal realm, it was no longer safe, and in addition to the demons that had been breeding all over the world in recent times, the original order had been completely shattered, and the whole world seemed to have entered an era of chaos.

The people longed for the Emperor of Lothar to be their savior again, as he had done before, but Lothar knew very well that he could not save them, and in such an era of change that completely swept the world, he could not save anyone, not even his own future, could not be controlled by himself.

This is all he can do, to move the people to safer places before the situation deteriorates further, and he himself is still holding on to the fortress of the king, holding off the army of the Dark Blade attacking from behind for the people.

Tyrion wants to change the world, in his own way, but in the eyes of these ordinary people, the King of the Dark Blades, the King of the Undead just wants to destroy everything about them, just like the big demons and villains in those stories, their eyes can't see the distant future, their lives are full of firewood, rice, oil, salt and simple vulgar pleasures, that's all they have.

World peace? Unite? The wisdom and strength of the crowd? The sublimation of an entire civilization?

Sorry, the civilians don't care... They are unaware of this, they do not see the connection between these and them, and even in the free Defia Federation, there is a large part of the population that is not so keen to participate in "state affairs", let alone these commoners who are bound by the feudal system?

But it's not their fault.

They are innocent in this interconnected catastrophe, but they are not so innocent, they just don't realize the true power of the group, they don't realize what they mean to the world, that's all.

"Boom, boom, boom"

Between the mountains covered by the torrential rain, as the crowd staggered forward, several muffled sounds sounded deep in the nearby mountain forest, and the detection magic in the hands of the mages guarding the crowd issued a sharp alarm, this sudden sound made many people raise their heads in a daze, and soon, the soldiers who were guarding the vicinity of the group gathered, and they looked around vigilantly.

There was a commotion in the crowd, which clearly represented danger.

"Demons! It's a demon! ”

A scream rang out in the crowd, and under the dim rain curtain, among the violently surging mountains and forests around them, the tall demon guards, dragging hideous weapons, roared out of the hiding place from all sides, appeared in the eyes of the civilians.

In the past few hundred years, the word demon has appeared most frequently in the poems of those troubadours, no one thought that they would encounter a living demon in their life, but now, in recent times, the demon has become one of the most ordinary members of the northern frontier and even the world.

In the sky that mortals can't see, beyond the shattered walls of Azeroth, on the land of the demon star Marton, demons who have lost control are constantly rushing into this world, and they will appear anywhere, whether in the wilderness, in the factories of the Black Iron District, or even in the squares of Stormwind City.

With the passage of time, the walls of space will slowly close, and such strange disasters will subside, but at least for now, the people will have to pay attention to every place around them.

"Blood! Meat! Soul! ”

The second-level demon commander who had just rushed into this world grabbed his two battle axes, the tall destroyer's chaotic and tyrannical eyes shone with cruel light, it stood in the icy rainstorm, let the raindrops hit its body, and was quickly evaporated by the flames wrapped around the surface of its body, the high-temperature, sulfur-smelling steam wrapped around its body, making it look extremely hideous and terrifying.

"Boom"

The Demon of Destruction swung his hammer and smashed the human knights and horses into the crowd, and the blood spilled unleashed even more terrifying chaos, which made the surrounding demon guards laugh, they loved the chaos.

They didn't see Akmund die in battle, they didn't know anything about the dangers of this evil world, and because they didn't know it, they were even more fearless...

"Kill all the humans! Today, brothers, we will drink blood! ”

The destroyer looked like it still had a little ink in its belly, and in its roar, the demon guards with hideous armor smirked forward, each of them was several times stronger than humans, and it often took several human knights to unite and use tactical cooperation to take out one, of course, if there were enough heavy weapons, these ordinary demon guards were not so difficult to deal with.

But how can there be heavy weapons in the ranks of escorting immigrants that can only be found on the battlefield?

In short, 2 minutes after the demons appeared, the entire mountain forest covered by the torrential rain has become the most brutal battlefield, and the human knights under the command of Lothar are fighting hard in the torrential rain, they protect the unarmed civilians behind them, and some men also come forward to fight with these soldiers, because behind them, are their families, their wives, and sons.

Every bloody man makes such a choice, even if they know that their sacrifice may not be in exchange for the peace of their families.

"Bang"

A sword-wielding knight was knocked to the ground by the giant demon of destruction, and the ugly demon trampled the struggling knight with his own foot in a wild laugh, and it deliberately controlled the power so that the little creature would not be trampled to death.

It looked condescendingly at the human who roared like a wild beast, and it laughed wildly:

"Struggle, worm, the more you struggle, the happier I will be when I kill you!"

"Bang"

The knight who was being trampled felt the bones in his body groan, scream, and cry in pain, but he gritted his teeth, and did not make any sound of begging for mercy, but when the demon raised his head, he removed a cold object from his belt and held it in his hand.

"Let's die together, monster!"

"Click"

The beating sound of the machine spring was so harsh in the sound of the rainstorm crashing on the ground that the Demon of Destruction subconsciously lowered his head and saw that the knight with a mouth full of blood was holding a smoking black iron block in his hand.

At this moment, in the knight's eyes, the Destroyer saw a touch of peace that made it feel terrified.

"Boom"

The arms sold by Hesuo are typical goblin-style engineering products, known as explosive battlefield masterpieces, in the devastation of the close-range explosion of this special high-explosive grenade, the heroic human knight can be called a corpse without bones, and the powerful and brutal destroyer, in the scorching flames of the fire, let out the most painful roar since the beginning of the war.

"Ahhh

It staggered back a few steps, its left leg had been blown up and twisted, and between the flesh turned out, the "gadget" hidden in the grenade pierced into its blood and bones, making it painful every time it moved.

And the sacrifice of this warrior also made the battlefield under the rainstorm quiet for a moment, the demons were startled by the counterattack of the humans, and the humans, under the heroic actions of their companions, were encouraged, courage, a steady stream of courage rose from the hearts of these humans, and soon, there were more desperate warriors who grabbed those demons, and in the sound of grenade explosions, the sharp sword forged by their own courage, fiercely pierced the hearts of these invincible invaders.

"Smack"

A cold stone slammed into the head of the demon of destruction, who looked up and saw a young child in shabby leather armor with a dagger pinned to his waist, glaring at it with anger and despair, the child's hair was pressed to his forehead under the rainstorm, but the fire in his eyes was beating like substance.

"That's my brother! You, go die! Demon! ”

"Smack"

Another sharp stone slammed into the eye of the twisted and ugly Demon of Destruction, not painful, but a humiliation for the demon.

"Ahh Little Cub of Humanity! ”

It propped up its body with a hideous weapon, and between staggering, its eyes condensed the light of evil energy, and the next moment, this little child who was not able to do anything would be completely burned by the fire of evil energy, the child seemed to feel his end, but he was holding the twisted sword left by his brother, there was fear in his eyes, but the pain of losing his loved ones made him grit his teeth and unwilling to retreat.

At this moment, a whistling sharp axe tore through the rain curtain, and at the moment when the evil magic of the Destruction Demon was about to be launched, it slashed at the back of the Destruction Demon, and between the beating of the necromantic rune, the battle axe easily tore through the demon's solid skin, making the scorching demon blood sprinkled everywhere.

"Whoa, whoa"

Dressed in black armor and armed with muskets and tomahawks, the undead infantry rushed out of the mountains and forests with great agility, and under the command of the Death Knights, these undressed undead infantry separated the chaotic crowd from the battlefield of fierce warfare at great speed, and those demons knew that they had encountered a new opponent, and they tried to hack these strange undead to death like a human, but in the musket fire in the hands of the undead infantry, they were knocked to the ground one by one.

And the destroyer... The tall demon had its legs easily broken by Sarufar standing in the rain, and its thick arms had been severed by the Death Lord's axe, Sarufar looked indifferently at the foolish demon at his feet, and he looked up, his ice-blue eyes staring at the bewildered human boy.

"You want revenge for your brother?"

The Death Lord asked calmly, and when the boy saw the strange light in Sarufar's eyes, he knew that he had met the undead, or the most difficult Bladed Undead in his brother's mouth, but at this moment, the hatred of the demon overpowered his fear of the undead, and under Sarufar's gaze, he gritted his teeth, and in the cold rain, he nodded vigorously.

"Huh"

A long sword with runes engraved on it stuck at the boy's feet, and Sarufar moved his arms and kicked the destructive demon who had lost his limbs in front of the boy's eyes, and whispered:

"So, it's... It's yours! ”