Azeroth’s Death Track

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It is almost impossible for a living person with fresh life to enter the dead world.

As strong as the demon lord, when he is thrown into the dead world, he will be washed away by the wind of the spiritual world in the world, leaving only a bone, not to mention the weak, they are in When you touch the breath of the dead world, you will be taken away the soul and fragile life. This is not the place where the living should seek, only the dead here, only death here.

But the fact that life cannot enter this world does not mean that the soul cannot.

The soul itself has no difference between life and death. It is an aggregation of consciousness and thinking. It is theoretically possible to step into the realm of death, provided that the soul is strong enough to not be blown away by the cold wind of the spiritual world. .

Although in most cases, the soul and the body are tightly combined, once the soul is away from the body, it means death is approaching, but in extremely special circumstances, such as the situation of Thrall at this time, the incarnation of death In the case of summoning, although his soul has stepped into the realm of death, he will not really die.

The Three Swordsmen of Tyrion sent Thrall to the entrance of the Lonely Castle, which is not far from the Dark Blade City, so when Thrall stepped on the castle stairs, he could also look out at the largest city in the dead world. , He can see those dead people living in that city, as lively as the ordinary city, and the miraculous tree of reincarnation, pale, with endless branches, as if in the air It covers the entire Dark Edge City.

That is the center of the dead world, and that tree is responsible for the life-death cycle of this world, keeping it in balance. It is the most primitive and stable force that propels world civilization forward.

Few living people have the honor to see the true content of the tree of reincarnation. Only those souls who are most fortunate and let the dead monarch look at each other can only see this spectacle of death.

Thrall is one of those lucky ones.

Speaking of that, when Thrall was still young, he met Tyrion. On the night that Dunhold Castle was burning, the fate of many people was changed, including Thrall and his Sister Taresa, Tyrion led the death knight into the fortress, took back his brother, killed General Blackmore, and released Thrall and Taresa from the fate of slaves and servants .

That night, Thrall faced Tyrion directly. At that time, Tyrion was still a high-level death knight. He had not yet recovered his humanity and was not as powerful as now. In a sense, Thrall It can be regarded as witnessing the legendary rise of the Lord Lord, and watching him step by step to his current position.

Thrall also had the Necromancer who carved the runes by the Lord Lord himself. For a long time, the sharp, cold one-handed sword was both Thrall and Taresa. The best weapon for self-defense.

This green fur orc can also be regarded as the "old friend" of the lord.

"boom"

The soul walking in the dead world will have a body shaped by energy. Thrall like a ghost stretched his hand and opened the door in front of him. In the low noise, the second floor hall of the lonely castle opened the way to Thrall before him. It is a quaint hall with red carpet.

And Lord Tyraion, sitting at the end of the hall, the cigar smoke ignited a rich fragrance, which covered the cheek of the big lord, and on the table in front of him, two wine glasses were placed. , Which has been filled with red liquid.

"What did you do there?"

Seeing Thrall standing at the entrance of the hall, he put on a black blindfold, and the big lord covering his left eye swept the soul with his right eye. He reached out and took off the cigar in the corner of his mouth. Gesture, hooked towards Thrall:

"Come and drink with me!"

Hearing Tyrion’s call, Thrall hesitated, or stepped forward. He sat hesitantly in the chair opposite the High Lord, who picked up the glass and raised Thrall to Thrall:

"Look, the children of those days have now become great great chiefs. I haven't congratulated you yet."

"Do you remember?"

Thrall also felt a little bit, he subconsciously asked:

"I mean, Dunhold Castle?"

"Of course I remember."

The Lord Lord smoked a cigar. Between the clouds and the clouds, the flash of memory flashed in his one eye. He said:

"Everything that happened that night, everything in my past memories, I remember very clearly, every detail, even every expression, you protect the little girl, what is she called? Taresa, right? At that time, you were only a teenager, and you were an out-and-out child, but you were very courageous and dared to attack me, plus you were not infected by the magic blood, so I let you go."

Speaking of which, the Lord Lord sold a pass, he sipped his wine lightly, and looked at Thrall with one eye, he whispered:

"Want to listen to a secret, Thrall?"

"Ok?"

The orc chieftain blinked. He nodded. In front of him, the lord lowered his voice. He said:

"Actually, when I saw you, I knew...you were destined to make a big career, so I let you go. If you are just an unknown, you might not survive that night."

This answer made Thrall cry and laugh, he can be sure that the Lord is just joking.

Although this look is not in line with the image of Tyrion in the hearts of the general public, it must be said that this gesture of the Lord Lord has let some nervous Thrall relax, he took the glass and sipped After a sip of blood wine, Thrall breathed a sigh of relief after feeling the chill that went straight into the depths of the soul and the wakefulness that followed.

He raised his head and looked at the high lord Tyrion who was leaning on the chair with a smile on his mouth. He said:

"For a period of time, they rumored that you are indeed omnipotent and omnipotent, and I am a shaman. Occasionally, we use elemental spells to try to predict the future, but to be honest, I don’t really believe that there are omnipotent and omnipotent people in this world. How do you explain what happened that night, my sister and I will sincerely thank you... let us go the wrong way."

"Cut, really boring."

Seeing Thrall's answer one by one, the Lord Lord seemed to have lost his interest in joking. He sat upright and said:

"You should know that I came to you today, not just for a glass of wine, I want to give you something, Thrall, you can understand it as a blessing, of course, I hope you can use it properly It is, after all, your war is coming."

Tyrion’s fingers lightly touched the empty table, and the scepter with the power of the earth appeared in front of Thrall. As a shaman, Thrall sensed the scepter for the first time. He was a little surprised by the huge power contained in it.

"this is..."

"The authority of the Earth Guardian. With it, you can command the power of Azeroth. Of course, how much response can be triggered depends on how powerful your spiritual power is."

The Lord Lord played with the scepter in his hand, he said:

"If your spirit is as strong as I am, then with just one snap, you can tear the earth and destroy half of the world's souls."

"I... why should I do that?"

Thrall asked doubtfully:

"And, why is it me? I heard that your daughter, Lord Dornan, is also a powerful shaman. Elder Nobundo greatly appreciates the potential of Lord Dornan. He believes that Lord Dornan will be The most powerful shaman in the future of Azeroth."

"Dornan has her own destiny, and I cannot impose interference."

The high lord waved his hand, and the power of the earth bounced back and forth between his fingers. He said:

"As for why you are, let me think about it...well, maybe it's because I think you are suitable, that's it."

This answer certainly does not satisfy Thrall. He is the chieftain of the tribe. He has his own mode of thinking. He is also wise enough that he will not be able to see a good thing. He must hold it in his hands. In the past, too much has happened in this world. The matter has already taught a person like Thrall a real sense, and what he got and what he paid must be balanced.

You get a lot, you have to pay a lot, maybe more.

The orc shaman looked at the high lord and he said:

"Are you big guys so casual when making decisions?"

"of course!"

Tyrion nodded innocently:

"When the Titans chose to guard the dragon, it was the same kind of thinking. They thought the dragon was very good, so they gave the dragon power, and then triggered a series of messes behind. They can do this, and I can do the same. Do... but the difference between me and them is..."

The lord took the wine glass and drank the blood wine. He put the glass on the table and then turned his head to look at Thrall. There was a flash in his left eye that made Thrall's soul fall into the ice cave. meaning.

"If you let me down, Thrall... you won't want to know the ending you will face."

The orc's mouth closed a bit, probably to say something, but he didn't say it, but looked down at the scepter with a halo of earth elements. After a while, he said:

"Can I refuse?"

"Did I give you the right to refuse?"

Tyrion answered Thrall's last question with a rhetorical question.

The atmosphere in the hall became frozen. After a few seconds, the Lord Lord stood up and walked behind Thrall. He patted the orc on the shoulder. He said:

"Don’t worry, it’s just an earth power. What I’m going to hand you is not a horrible weapon that can destroy the world in an instant. You can take it with you to better protect your tribe, and in the near future, belong to you. In the war of the better fight for this world, you need some over-spec weapons, and the reason why I give it to you is because you have enough wisdom to use it. And..."

"In history that hasn't happened yet, you have proven that you can use it well."

"and many more!"

Thrall turned back sharply. He looked at the High Lord, and he asked:

"You just said, that is our war? Do you mean that when Sargeras struck, wouldn't you fight with your dark blade?"

"how?"

Thrall's question made Tyraine make a weird laugh. He looked at the orc:

"Without my participation in the war, the big devil, are you... afraid?"

The lord's question made Thrall embarrassed. The orc chieftain was a little unconfident and said bluntly:

"It's a little scared, after all it's the dark Titan...the strongest creature among the stars, who can't be scared?"

Tyrion shook his head. He didn't say anything. Instead, he picked up the scepter of the earth's authority and walked to the back of Thrall. He raised the scepter in his hand. He said in a deep voice:

"We will fight, but Thrall, you wouldn't be stupid enough to think that Sargeras would come here alone, right?"

"Thrall, I can no longer enter this world. I can only try to stop Sargeras’ footsteps in my way, and I can’t intervene in the war of this world... Darkblade will join you on the battlefield, but the undead also Can't stop all the demons in the stars, and those stubborn elements, you must understand, Thrall, this will be your last trial... If you are so dead, you can only explain that you are just Disappointing failure."

"Not to mention, you are not children who need to be protected...you should learn to face everything yourself."

Tyrion held the yellow scepter with both hands. At this moment, the heavy death force suppressed Thrall on the chair, making the orc unable to get up, or even struggling. He could only watch, the Lord Lord will The scepter of the earth penetrated into his body.

"Only stepping out of the cradle, and only using your own hands to win the future for yourself, are you eligible to step into the stars..."

In the shining of that elemental power, the light belonging to the earth enveloped Thrall, and Thrall felt that his soul was infused with a huge amount of energy, and that energy was so great that the orc could feel it, His soul is tearing apart little by little.

He let out a low roar, which was a painful roar, and in that roar, the high lord deafened his ears, and bit by bit, his expression calmed, thrusting the authority of the earth into Thrall’s soul, he low Say:

"So, this time, children, you have to rely on yourself..."

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you... The process of merging authority is like the process of growing up, maybe, a little..."

"pain..."

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