Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Go and deal with the orcs in the city."

Tyrion sat on the Throne of Shadows and made a gesture. The death knights came out. He said to the death lords:

"Old rules, if you can use it, resurrect it on the spot. If you can't use it, throw it away. Is 2 days enough?"

"of course."

Luminas flicked her fiery red hair. She glanced at the surrounding furnishings, and she said softly:

"I'm more curious, are you really resurrected here? It looks terrible here."

"It's true, my Lumi, when I came here, I really recalled many memories."

Tyrion placed his arm on the armrest of the throne, propped his chin, closed his eyes, and said:

"Many, many, there is nothing to remember, only a lot of unpleasantness, maybe I should go back to the lowermost psychic hall to have a look, but forget it, it doesn’t make sense. We can’t stay here for long, you know, Ge Rim Bator is just one part of a great plan, and we will soon face the real..."Answer."

"Go, brothers and sisters, the orcs here have been infected by the void energy, they are not saved, so don't be soft!"

"bass"

The black rune sword engraved with thorns flowers came out of the sheath, and between the frost and frost, the sharp blade touched the neck of the human mage Luo Ning, making the skin of the latter all goose bumps, used by Luminas. Bloody eyes stared at him, she said:

"Would you like me to solve these two troubles? This human being is not honest. He thought that his secretly painted help system could hide me... and he couldn't let him pass the news back here. Those in Dalaran Master is very troublesome!"

"Why not?"

The silent big lich looked back and looked at Luminas, he said softly:

"Let him do it, dear Rumi, let him lead all my former colleagues..."

Khadgar's silver eyes flashed a strange light:

"I have a lot of words... I hold a lot of words in my heart, I want to chat with the "old friends", let him do it! Let go and do it, don't be afraid, your name is Luo Ning, I know you , A disciple of Archmage Krasus, and now think about the obscure and abnormal magical fluctuations in Krasus, he is a dragon, right?"

Khadgar's whisper of infiltration into the soul caused Luo Ning's body to tremble. He quickly erased the magic circle he had just painted. He couldn't! He could not summon the Archmage of Dalaran at this time, these necromancers, they were obviously prepared.

"not now!"

Tyrion suddenly issued a low command to stop the voices and movements of Luminas and Khadgar. The Lord of the Blades opened his eyes and looked at his subordinates. He said in a deep voice:

"Not now...Go do what you should do, leave space for me and Mr. Luo Ning, we need to "talk"!"

Luminas shrugged, left the hall with a black sword in his hand, and Khadgar reached out to open a short-range portal. Before stepping into it, he looked back at Tyrion, pointing at the large "ice sculpture" ",He says:

"Send it back to the dark temple and send it to my laboratory, it will be a good material."

"of course."

Tyrion responded without raising his head. Khadgar's figure disappeared into the portal. The Lord of the Lord hooked his fingers. The heavy stone door closed a little while the dark red death energy was beating. He stood up and walked to Luo Ning and Alfonso. He looked at humans and dwarves, and looked at their eyes.

He saw fear, unwillingness, despair and anger.

"Look, it's not so easy to unite a group of unruly guys who have their own ideas, and they are really annoying."

Tyrion, like complaining, said to Luo Ning and Alfonso:

"Everyone has everyone's demands. Not only did they not wash away these demands after death, but on the contrary, it would make them more stubborn. Some people like orcs, some people like elves, and some people can’t wait to take all their lives. Kill, I don’t know where they hated so much..."

The death knight stared at Luo Ning, who looked at him nervously:

"Yes, I am talking about me, sometimes, I really want to..."

"Click"

The cold armor buckled Luo Ning's neck and instantly made him feel the cold suffocation. The dwarf shouted for help, but at the moment the chain was torn apart, Alfonso's body was taken from the dark red death energy. Grab it on the ground and buckle it in the air.

"Sometimes, I really want... to kill you, all... to kill all!"

Luo Ning's body was pressed against the wall. He looked at Tyrion's eyes. The deepest ice blue eyes had a blood-red light at the deepest point, shocking...

But at the next moment, he was thrown on the ground again, and while the human mage was covering his neck with a painful cough, Tyrion looked at him condescendingly:

"But I can't do this, I won't do it either, who should live, who should die, these things shouldn't be decided by me, do you know? I sometimes really hope that I can have a magical helmet and wear it It can control the thinking of all subordinates and tell them what can be done and what can't be done...not like now, like a kindergarten teacher...damn it!"

"boom"

Lord Dark Blade hit the wall with a punch, and between the bricks and stones, he took a deep breath:

"Maybe, maybe I should have done it in the first place."

"Fur..."

Like a living person, Tyrion took a deep breath and tried to calm down his emotions, but he was disappointed. This method is only suitable for living people, not private individuals. Between the flashes of light in his eyes, he Squinting at the human mage and dwarf knight in front of him, a moment later, an evil smile spread on his face.

"Bang, bang"

Two well-made daggers pierced the ground in front of Luo Ning and Alfonso. The Death Knight adjusted his clothes and walked to the exit of the hall. He said without looking back:

"I really want to let you go, but unfortunately, you have heard my secrets, you know too much...The Dark Blade Knights have expanded very recently, and we have not many positions, so I can only Absorb one of you, both of you are undoubtedly potential people, but unfortunately, the rules are the rules."

"Only one person can join us!"

Tyrion grabbed the stone door and closed it little by little. At the moment when his figure disappeared, his cold voice passed into the empty hall:

"You won't choose to run away! You won't be so stupid, right? The end of running away is that both people die... as I said, at least one person can survive..."

"You don't have much time, so...get started."

"boom"

The heavy door was completely closed, darkness and silence enveloped the silent hall. Luo Ning and Alfonso looked at each other with despair in their eyes.

The **** dwarf bent down and picked up the sharp dagger. He looked at the weapon in his hand. He looked at Luo Ning. Suddenly, the dwarf became angry. He waved the dagger:

"Don't show that kind of womanish expression! Luo Ning... Don't do that, it will make me unable to stop... Come, let us deal with the problem like a man."

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"You are very tired, you are very tired, dealing with these things makes you stunned."

The cold arms embraced Tyrion's waist from behind, and Aurelia appeared from the darkness and whispered:

"Maybe you should rest for a while, you will be exhausted."

"But how can I let you fight alone?"

Tyrion covered his palm on Aurelia's wrist. He closed his eyes and said:

"I don’t care, I just... it’s just a little uneasy. Maybe, maybe putting Khadgar in is a wrong choice. He’s different from us. I’m miscalculated. I can’t control him. After he joined, , Everything has gotten worse."

"Then don't control it!"

Aurelia walked to Terrion's eyes, she looked at Terrion's expression with concern, she whispered:

"Are you worried that Khadgar will unite living people to kill us? Impossible, let him go, he can do whatever he wants."

Tyrion shook his head without answering, and Aurelia remembered another thing. She grabbed Tyrion's wrist and looked at his dry skin. She asked:

"How long have you not drawn blood?"

This question puzzled Lord Darkblade. He narrowed his eyes and recalled, saying:

"Uh... 2 months? 3 months, or... I can't remember clearly."

"No wonder."

Aurelia gave him a weird look, took his hand and walked into a deserted room, then reached out and faded her armor. She wore a thin inner armor and looked at Tyrion:

"You can't always suppress your instinct to draw blood. Sarin can't live without blood. It will make you irritable and make you irrational. Do you think I didn't find it? After I arrived, you drank Is the frequency of blood getting lower and lower? What the **** are you running away from?"

"This..."

There was a smile on the corner of Tyrion’s mouth, and he reached out to hug Aurelia in his arms. He whispered in her ear:

"Except for you, I don't want to make my blood impure anymore, it only belongs to you..."

Aurelia snorted in satisfaction and kissed Tyrion's neck. When her sharp teeth pierced the cold skin and blood vessels, her voice rang in the heart of the death knight:

"So, what are you waiting for?"

"Wow"

The black cold bat wings stretched out from behind the death knight, like the thickest shield and armor, wrapped the two people snuggling together, and a moment later, the sound of the continuous article appeared here. There was a sound in the room blocked by death energy.

This is not the search for happiness, this is just a solace between the dead... the most desperate happiness.

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"So, this is the soul of the dragon?"

Aurelia lying lazily in Tyrion’s arms reached out and took the golden disc and placed it in front of the eyes of the two. She looked at the “artifact” in her hands with scarlet eyes. She said:

"It doesn't look as magical as the legend, it's like an ordinary plate."

"It takes a spell to activate it, dear, this is not a plate."

Tyraine reached out and took the dragon's soul. This thing started heavy. It was like a special kind of metal. It shone coldly on the shell, but it was not dazzling. The overall size was slightly larger than the palm. It is a special double-layer structure, the outer ring is pure gold, and the inner ring is slightly brighter gold, it looks really bland.

The death knight injects a hint of dark red energy into it, just like turning on a lamp, with the cold death energy flowing in the dragon's soul, red, green, blue, bronze light Shining, quickly set the disc in the hands of the death knight as the most magical light group.

The dragon runes, hand-carved by Nesario himself, were beating on the surface of the disk like a horse lantern, and Tyrion could not understand these words, nor did he need to understand them. .

"This thing is ominous."

The death knight put it in his storage ring. He kissed his lover's hair and said softly:

"When it was cast, it symbolized disaster, and the wings of death were already tempted and fallen by the ancient gods at that time. It is difficult to say whether there are some activities left by the ancient gods in this thing, so... we only Will use it once!"

There was a flash of light in Tyrion’s eyes:

"A decision to win or lose!"

Aurelia sat up on the bed and hugged her husband. When there were only two people, she would not hide her beautiful posture, just like a piece of art, she leaned her head on it. Tyrion's shoulder whispered:

"I'm more curious, what else in this world do you not know?"

"a lot of."

The death knight shook his head, reaching for Aurelia's nose bridge:

"Like Wenresa...why are people from the Windrunner family always involved in these troubles, have you talked to her?"

This question silenced Aurelia for a moment, and then she gave a long sigh:

"I have talked, it has no effect, and the situation of Sylvanas is also very bad. My departure hurt them. After this matter, I have to take time to go back to Quel'Thalas, Sylva. Nas fell in love with a human...this is too bad."

"And Wenlessa."

There was also a trace of helplessness on Tyrion's face: "The women of the Windrunner family are always so life-threatening, how I wish that dwarf could kill Luo Ning, so that we don't need to worry."

"puff"

The dagger in Alfonso's hand crossed his neck. In the desperate gaze of **** Luo Ning, the dwarf's body fell on the cold ground. Luo Ning clenched his hand, wild hammer. The dwarf looked at him, and the light in his eyes dispersed a little.

"Don't avenge, you are not his... opponent, leave! Leave this!"

"Survival...Damn Luo Ning, take my copy, and...live together!"

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