Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Come on"

The delicate crystal pendant hit the ground, and sharp fragments were flying everywhere. Buddy Moore shook the blood in his hand in disgust. He took a step back and looked at his **** shirt, he Shook his head:

"Damn it, this is my favorite shirt."

Before the words were finished, the second step back, let his exquisite deerskin boots step on the blood behind him, making a disgusting sound, this time, the expression of the death goblin is even more ugly.

That's right, that's his favorite shoe.

Compared with the dismal appearance of a year ago, Buddy Moore is much more dressy now, with a tailor-made captain robe, a triangle cap, a sharp command knife, a fine spike decoration, and 8 fingers. Full of gems, if it weren't for the cold grey eyes in the goblin's eyes, it's hard to tell that this guy is actually a dead person.

The pirate experience of more than three years has caused the goblins to gather an unimaginable wealth and accumulated a bit of dignity.

And now, he looked indifferently at the twitching body under his feet, which belonged to his compatriot, Goblin Rich Rich Riggaz, the controller of Treasure Bay.

In the most desperate horror, the rich man was pierced from the back of his heart, and the death that sprang out of the abyss was tightening Rivijaz's neck a little. This rich and powerful goblin rich man, the treasure bay The host reached out frantically and grabbed Buddy Moore's pants.

"You promised, no...take my...money!"

Rivigaz said hardly that his eyes were full of anger and despair. He longed for help, but was kicked by Badi Moore mercilessly.

"Go away! I don't want your money. What I want is your life, your soul, your existence, everything you have!"

"boom"

Revijaz's body fell on the deck of the "Crimson Sword". At the moment when the big rich man was completely dim, he saw Karen, the tall tauren lying on the decaying deck, no longer in his eyes. With the breath of life, beside him, there is a circle of activated undead enchantment circle.

Rivigaz used his last power to curse the perpetrators, but at the end of his life, he saw only a pair of gray, dim, and ruthless eyes, which should have been a pair of goblin eyes, which should have shone with gold coins. The light, but now, the light of the gold coin is still there, but unfortunately, it has been decorated with death.

After doing all this, Buddy turned his head to look at Nassa behind him. The Blood Watcher was repairing her nails with a dagger, and her eyes were always on Buddy Moore.

Those blood-red eyes always gave the dead goblin an uncomfortable feeling. Of course, he was also empowered by death. He also had an army of undead pirates who obeyed himself. What really scared him was not the blood elves in front of him. , Standing behind Nassa, if there is any shadow, that kind of darkness, that kind of shadow, let the goblins sniff, they will feel suffocated.

Even the dead no longer need to breathe.

"I feel it, you seem to be afraid?"

Nasa stared at the death goblin in front of her, the least present member of the Dark Blade Knights, she asked in a low voice:

"What are you afraid of? Lord Lord Darkblade is not far away to see you, shouldn't you feel honored?"

The hoarse voice made Buddy tremble again, but soon, he calmed down. After all, he was a big pirate in the South China Sea for more than 3 years. He had learned to suppress fear with reason. He coughed lightly, goblin That sharp voice has disappeared, replaced by a hoarseness and deepness unique to the dead.

"I failed to accomplish the task ordered by the master."

Buddy said softly:

"The form of the South China Sea is too complicated. Even if the dead fight for me, I haven’t been able to fully control this route for three years... In fact, even one third of the routes are not controlled. The advantage in naval warfare was weakened to the extreme..."

"Are you justifying yourself? Are you trying to convince yourself?"

Nasa's eyes became playful:

"Do you think he will listen to your explanation? We are fighting in Draenor. In Hellfire Peninsula, he ordered that hundreds of thousands of undeads still fall into the nest even if they paid a heavy price of nine tenths. The demons trapped on the peninsula and fulfilled the requirements of the high lord. Until the end of the war, the demons failed to break through the defense line of the garrison..."

"Buddy, you spent too much time running your own business! Making money, how much money did you wield in the power he gave you in these 3 years? Tell me, at this moment of final ruling, you can Save your life?"

Nasa whispered in the ear of the death goblin:

"You are probably the first guy among us who really failed, you will be a shame, and frankly, I am looking forward to seeing your ending."

"I will fix it!"

The death goblin gritted his teeth and said:

"Help me to hold on for a day! Just one day... I will remedy all this!"

"remedy?"

Nasa snorted:

"Why should I help you? Buddy, our relationship is not so good yet? Besides, what remedy are you going to take?"

The dead goblin glanced back at the prosperous treasure bay behind him, and he looked down at Levijaz, the goblin rich man who had stopped convulsions. Tooth, said to Nasa:

"I will prepare an invincible marine corps for the master!"

"Huh? Where?"

The Blood Watcher looked back, and she shrugged:

"I didn't see anything."

The goblin didn't answer this question. He just looked at Nasa with his cold grey eyes. He looked around and lowered his voice:

"As for the reward I can give you, Nassa, your status in the Knights of Dark Blade is also awkward. Even if the main mother joins you, the number of blood watchers and Sahrain is always a flaw, in a sense Say, we are in the same position."

"We are very weak, compared to the trustworthy Glokus and Roglio, compared to the little hoofs and birds of the commanding legion, we are weak, our sense of existence, our meaning, can no longer keep up with the dark The need for a blade."

The dead goblin rubbed his hands subconsciously. This action destroyed the only bit of majesty on his body, and made him become more frivolous and frivolous. He whispered:

"And I, I know that the transformation of the Blood Watcher is difficult, it must be female, and it can perceive the shadow, but I know there is a place where there are not only elves suitable for being watchmen, the most important thing is that they There is a hopeless magic addiction in the body! It is a thousand times stronger than that of the high elves!"

"Transfer my request to the blood maid, I believe that she will help me! The number of Sarin and the watchmen will rise sharply, and the blood elves will become an indispensable important member of the Dark Blade Knights! And I... I only need time! That's it."

A light of thought gleamed in Nasa's eyes. After a while, the Blood Watcher stared at the death goblin, and she nodded slowly.

"One day, it's all right, so be it."

After talking, Nassa’s figure disappeared on the dark red deck covered with dark power. Buddy stared at the place where the watchman disappeared. He took a breath and pulled out the command knife from his waist. Between the flashes of the spirit rune, the broken soul was once again recalled into the body of the dead.

The rich man Rivigarz and the Blackwater Pirate Commander Karen Cape staggered up from the deck, and they watched the changes in their bodies slack, until the dead elf Buddy walked towards them.

"I need you to gather all the living people in Treasure Bay!"

Buddy Moore looked at his new subordinate. He took a bottle of black liquid from his arms and handed it to the rich man Revi Gaz. He squinted and said:

"Especially the Blackwater Pirates and those who can fight, get them together... do it, brothers."

Behind him, under the deck of the crimson sword decorated with countless corpses in three years, a pair of blood-red eyes suddenly lit up, and Buddy Moore was also a death knight, although he was incompetent, but died He is not lacking in the strength that a knight should have.

Under the gleam of the day, the Crimson Sword set off again, and the mist around the battleship became thicker and thicker. In the mist, a pair of greedy, indifferent eyes stared at the iconic goblin sculpture in the treasure bay. , Like a beast that saw its prey.

"I will take the last copper plate in this city...the rest, all the rest, should contribute to the cause of the great master!"

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"So we are going to Stranglethorn Vale?"

A few days later, Aurelia returned to the Twilight Forest, where she once led the Blood Watcher and Maiev’s Watcher to fight, and the result was certainly not satisfactory, but the proud Windrunner did not think it was His own soldiers are not strong enough to say that their opponents have a numerical advantage.

They have only a quantitative advantage.

Facing the inquiry from his lover, Tyrion shook his head:

"There are barbaric trolls everywhere in Stranglethorn Vale, and dark power is also hidden in the ancient city of Gurubashi. That is not a good place. We will not stay there. We are going to another continent."

"Kalimdor?"

Aurelia blinked in surprise. She looked back at the shadow behind her. There was nothing there, but the keen senses of the windrunner told her that during these days of traveling, it was definitely not easy to follow behind him. Guys, 2!

She held her husband's wrist worriedly, and she said softly:

"The death lords have returned to Draenor. It takes some time to recover from the dragon blood. You are not in the most complete state. I don't think you should take risks at this time."

Of course she knew what Tyrion was going to do. Lord Lord of the Blades never concealed her actions from her, and because of the secrets involved in this trip, only the husband and wife traveled alone in the twilight forest. Hood, riding a disguised skeleton warhorse, just like a passing couple of travelers.

Tyrion patted his wife's shoulder, beckoning her not to be nervous.

"It's just an easy journey, believe me, Aurelia, it's not as difficult as you think, and we have the killer in our hands, and we can't wait any longer, the timeline changes more and more quickly , The inherent fate collapsed much faster than I thought, we must take the initiative of war in our own hands!"

Speaking, the death knight turned his head and looked deep into the twilight forest, where there was no light between the dark forest and it was as deep as the night, but this could not stop the elf’s sight, he could even look out of the forest The river, and the Elwynn Forest on the other side of the river, is the core area ruled by the Storm Kingdom.

"Let them live a contented and happy life first."

The death knight whispered:

"The last peace before the cataclysm is always so beautiful and deadly. These people blinded by the illusion of peace do not know what they are about to face... the war has never stopped, it is in the invisible corners around them. It broke out, without a trace but in full swing."

After Tyrion finished speaking, he became silent again, and Aurelia looked in the same direction. Nearly a thousand kilometers away, on the farm in the Elvin Forest, the hardworking farmers It is not clear what kind of existence is staring at them.

They were immersed in the peace depicted by the king.

Aurelia grabbed Ma rein, she said:

"So life alive, life knights gathered for survival are very poor."

"They often do some stupid things, and the most stupid thing is that no one wants to know the truth even if the wise man and the prophet have brought the warning of the end. People are willing to continue a peaceful life, letting the silent sword Scratch the sky overhead."

A moment later, the sound of the two horses stepping on the ground slightly broke the quiet darkness around them, and the two black knights walked away, leaving only a few words wrapped around the earth.

"This will be the Kingdom of Storms, it will be the whole world, and the last good time."

And at the moment when the two were about to enter the Stranglethorn Vale from the Twilight Forest, Nasa’s voice rang at the same time:

"Lord Lord, Mother, the quiet garden cemetery in the night town...we found the trace of the sword!"

"Well? Which one?"

"The most dangerous one... Saratas. Blade of the Dark Empire!"

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