Blade Dance

It seems like a century has passed.

Harlan stood silently beside the demon hunter, watching his face.

There was no expression on the face of the kneeling man.Long ago Harlan had seen him look up at the Dark Portal ahead.Staring so intently, it seemed that the abyss inside the door was attracting his soul.Later, without knowing when it started, he lowered his head, and there was no more movement.

No action, no words, no expressions.The jet-black cloth belt covered his eyes, and at the same time cut off his only connection with the outside world.Given enough time, he seemed to be able to merge with the still earth, becoming part of the ruins scattered here and there on the platform.

There was no sound on the empty platform, only the blue wind whispering softly in my ears.

The strange silence of the land is eerie.It seems that at no time, maybe without any defense, they will be suddenly strangled by the throat, and there will not even be any warning signs of storms coming.This feeling of losing control made Harlan eager to leave.

But also more and more afraid to leave.

At this moment, the demon hunter made a move.

Then he leaned forward, supported the ground with his hands, and stood up a little shaky.When he straightened his body, his movements were stiff, and his face showed pain.Harlan silently watched his every move.He knew he had better do nothing at this moment.

The demon hunter stood where he was, seeming to adjust to the pain in his wound.His eyes fell on the two corpses not far away.He ignored the two war blades overlapping on the ground, and walked straight towards the two corpses.Harlan's gaze followed his back, and a strange feeling arose in his heart.

The man's steps were heavy and firm, as if he was constantly stepping into the swamp that swallowed people, but he stubbornly walked deeper, making people not want to look any further.But the strange thing is...every time the other party takes a step, my eyes can't help but be attracted, and my mood is also slightly fluctuated.No matter what, there is no way to look away.

The footsteps stopped in front of Felix's body.The demon hunter bent over stiffly, picked up Felix's warblade that fell on the ground, then turned and walked straight towards Harlan.

Step by step approaching, the tall figure gradually brought a sense of oppression that was difficult to break free.The smell of blood and killing filled the air, and Harlan couldn't help holding his breath.

The demon hunter stopped within two arms' distance of him.He raised the war blade in his hand and clenched his fingers tightly.In an instant, the two weapons began to vibrate at the same time, making a soft hum.A faint blue stream of light overflowed from the fingers, and quickly spread from the handle of the blade held tightly by both hands to both ends, instantly annihilating the turquoise light originally overflowing on the double blades.

Harlan looked up at the demon hunter.The latter stared at him silently.

"I won't use it."

He stared at the black ribbon.

"Better than nothing."

Calm and clear, without a trace of emotion.It reminded him of that stormy afternoon at the Dragon Eagle Inn.

The sword was broken, and now only a dagger remained on his body.He didn't say any more, and stretched out his hands to take the two war blades that stood taller than others, and hugged them in his arms somewhat helplessly.

The demon hunter stepped aside, picked up his weapon, and put it into the sword pouch behind his back.Seemingly ready to leave, he looked at the portal of darkness again.Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he turned his head to look at Harlan, with an elusive expression on his face.Harlan waited for him to speak, and the other seemed to be hesitating about how to convey what he had to say next.

But the demon hunter didn't move his mouth in the end.He turned and walked towards Tina's body.

At this time, the earth trembled violently.

A gust of wind suddenly rolled up on the ground.The sand and dust rushed into the eyes without any hindrance, causing a stinging pain.Harlan couldn't help squinting his eyes.In the blurred field of vision, only the portal of darkness in front of him has become like the entrance of purgatory.Thunder and lightning flashed directly above the gate, making a deafening bang.The lightning violently tore through the sky, and the world in front of me was as bright as day in one moment, and as dark as polar night in the next moment.Rapidly surging air currents rolled over the platform, setting off bursts of turmoil.The gravel on the surrounding ground shook violently in the strong wind, and the stone pillar not far away was about to collapse.In the center of the turbulence—the dark portal seems to have a surging undercurrent, and there is a roaring sound from everything.Everything seems to be a harbinger of doomsday catastrophe.

Suddenly, Harlan's eyes went dark, and he was surrounded by a powerful force.The scene in front of him changed rapidly, and when he touched the ground again, he had already sat down behind a ruined wall, far away from the devilish door of darkness.With his back against the hard and cold stone wall, he tightly hugged the war blade in his hand, his heart beating wildly.The demon hunter was right next to him, the wings on his back had just disappeared.At this moment, he was crouching, staring motionlessly at the stone wall that was close in front of him, as if he could see the scene behind through that wall.

The violent wind gradually died down, and the thunder and lightning receded, leaving only a faint reverberation in the sky.

Harlan took a deep breath, turned and knelt on the ground, sticking his head upward.But before his eyes left the stone wall in front of him, heavy pressure suddenly came from his shoulders, pushing him back to the ground defenselessly.He turned his head to stare at the demon hunter, but the other party just stared at the empty stone wall as before.Like a stake.

But soon, his facial expression changed slightly.Such changes are like water ripples appearing for no reason on the calm water surface, which quickly spread around and then disappeared.

Not long after, Harlan also noticed something strange.

It was the sound of some chaotic footsteps, accompanied by the fragmentary sound of metal collisions.The sound was still far away, and it didn't seem like it was approaching, but it became denser and louder, and finally he felt that the ground was shaking.He also heard intermittent shouting, beating and cursing, unrecognizable language, barking dogs, and occasional bursts of weird laughter.The stone wall firmly blocked the line of sight, and the only thing that was certain was that more and more people were walking towards the middle of Hellfire Peninsula from the direction of the Dark Portal.Judging from the changes just now, most of these people entered Outland from Azeroth through the Dark Portal.

His heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, and his breathing became stagnant.But in the next second, without any warning, the eyes were once again shrouded in black shadows.His body left the ground unexpectedly again, his heart seemed to be tightened all of a sudden, and he almost cursed loudly.The demon hunter who was hiding behind the stone wall with him a moment ago was holding his body tightly with one hand, carrying him on his right side like a package, and galloping towards an unknown direction.No, not running, because he basically has no legs, and his toes tap the ground, all thanks to the pair of huge black wings.Harlan's whole body was stiff, and his heart seemed to be beating out of rhythm.He couldn't see his surroundings clearly, everything was retreating rapidly.The sense of weightlessness came one after another, and there seemed to be waves rolling inside the internal organs, making people dizzy and nauseated.He was afraid that the demon hunter would let go of him at any time and let him fall—even though he didn’t—he couldn’t help but want to put his arms around his body to gain a sense of security, but he also thought that the other’s left rib was injured and there was nowhere to put his hands, He had no choice but to grab his arm.

They rushed to the rear, shuttled through the ruined walls, and left the platform under the cover of the surrounding stone pillars.Harlan figured out that the demon hunters were planning to head west along the mountains north of Hellfire Peninsula.As for where the destination is, he doesn't know.He wanted to speak, but was blocked by Gale.And the Demon Hunter said nothing, and showed no intention of slowing down or stopping.

After a while, Harlan gradually got used to the feeling of flying and gliding.Before leaving the Hellfire Peninsula completely, he couldn't help but look back at the Dark Portal that was already far behind him.

At that moment, a bone-chilling chill permeated the viscera.

In the distance, the gate to Azeroth opened its abyss-like mouth, and demons poured out continuously from it.The innumerable army, like a whole black and chaotic cloud, is slowly pressing towards the outer domain with an unstoppable force.

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Wind and dust rushed towards his face, rubbed his cheeks, and whistled in his ears.The speed of the demon hunter never slowed down, until Harlan simply closed his eyes to relieve some of the dizziness.

I don't know how long it took, the brown-red barren soil gradually disappeared, replaced by a peaceful blue starry night.

In the quiet night, swamp creatures loomed from all directions, emitting faint fluorescence, forming a sea of ​​stars in the rapidly changing horizon.They shuttled through the lush fluorescent mushroom forest, and their speed gradually slowed down.The cool night breeze gently brushed his face, unexpectedly refreshing and refreshing.

The scene in front of him no longer changes rapidly, but becomes more and more slow and clear until it is completely still.

The arm was loosened tentatively, and the strength was carefully retracted.But Harlan's legs were weak and he couldn't stand at all, so the people beside him hugged him again.The black wings had disappeared, and the demon hunter's breathing quickly calmed down.The arms around Harlan were firm and strong, but he felt tremors coming from the body that was close to him.

The demon hunter waited patiently, and after confirming that Harlan could stand on his own, he let go of his hand and walked forward.He didn't say anything, and Harlan looked at his back and the stiff steps caused by the injury, feeling dazed for a while.The dizziness disappeared, and the field of vision suddenly became full and clear.Only then did he realize that he was standing between the forest and the lake.Ahead is a log cabin, as if isolated from the rest of the world.

He calmed down and looked around, carefully identifying every scene within sight.This is the Darkmoor Lake in the southeast of Zangarmarsh.The hut stood alone on the edge of the forest, by the wide lake.Without the cover of trees, such a location seemed obvious, but Harlan always felt that this place could be easily forgotten.Perhaps it was because of an indescribable silence that enveloped the place impenetrably.It is so fragile that it seems that even a little sound can break it, and at the same time it is solidified and glued, even if it is struck by lightning, it will not shake it.

There is no wave in the middle of the lake in the distance.The sky and the earth join together where they resemble each other, turning the whole world upside down.The lake harbors a navy blue starry sky.There is no limit to the height of the sky, and the star lake is therefore deep and endless.At this moment, it seems that he is not standing on the edge of a lake, but standing at the entrance of the Sea of ​​Thousands of Stars.

There is a beauty that attracts the soul.It clearly hides unfathomable dangers, but it is also intoxicating.

The fragrance of dreamleaf permeates the chest cavity.He walked quickly towards the hut with the door ajar.

The author has something to say: Note: The reason why the Dark Portal reacted so strongly when the Burning Legion entered was because it was overloaded.

Note: For Zangarmarsh, please refer to the night scene in "Avatar".