Azeroth’s Death Track

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The discovery of Twilight Forest is very important, and it is related to an "artifact" that can easily cause various disasters. If Tyrion does not have more important things to do at this time, he will certainly supervise the entire process of pursuing the artifact.

But there is too much time to do, and too little time can be used, so sometimes, you have to make some choices.

"Aurelia, it seems that you have to stay here."

Between the foothills of the entrance to Stranglethorn Vale, Lord Darkblade held his wife's hand and whispered to her:

"The potential threat of Saratas is too strong. There must be someone strong enough to lead Nassa and the watchmen. Remember, don't touch it at any time! That dagger is not like It looks so weak on the surface."

"of course."

Aurelia nodded, pulled up the black hood behind her, and covered her hair. She said:

"I will design a trap, and after Chaldean Chaldet touches the dagger, I will immediately leave the Kingdom of Stormwind, and I will wait for you at the Gate of Darkness, I know my husband is going to do a dangerous thing, but Don’t let me wait too long, and, no matter what you encounter, be safe.”

She stepped forward, reached out and hugged Tyrion, and said in his ear:

"Little Dornan is still waiting for us to go back."

At the mention of this name, Tyrion's mouth twitched:

"Okay, our daughter, when I go back, I will have a good talk with her..."

A yellow flash flickered between the jungle behind them, Tyrion glanced back, patted Aurelia's shoulder, then turned his horse and waved to his wife:

"I should go, goodbye to the dark door."

"Goodbye."

Watching Tyrion disappear between the foothills of Stranglethorn, Aurelia took a deep breath. Behind her, Nasa's figure emerged from the darkness. She whispered:

"The whereabouts of Natalie Sellin and her cultists have been determined. Mother, we should start working."

"well!"

After Tyrion left, the blood maid's voice also became cold. She mounted a disguised skeleton warhorse and turned her head to say to Nasa:

"Let's get started, drive them to the North County Monastery...I hope our Chaldean pastor is ready."

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"I have never seen the love between two dead people so sweet."

Cromi and Sephie sat on a yellow magic carpet, followed behind Tyrion, and swiftly advanced among the jungles of Stranglethorn. Cromy's eyes with two **** of hair and a bun turned sneaky. Turning, she looked at Terion’s back and shouted loudly:

"Man, you and Aurelia are a natural match. Even death can't stop you. This is really enviable."

"There is nothing to envy."

The Lord of the Dark Blade never said back:

"We just made choices and sacrificed, so this is what we deserve, that's it."

Seeing Tyrion fall silent again, Cromi pouted, and said to Sephor, who was a little uneasy around him:

"Okay, quiet dead man, but really not a good chat."

In the strange silence, the scenery between the jungles rushed past the pedestrians, the skeleton horses were not tired, and the magic carpet driven by magic did not need to rest, so they moved fast, and Seiffel will also His own breath spread around, from the majesty of the dragon, so that those brainless beasts shivering in the woods would not jump out and block their footsteps.

Half a day passed in a blink of an eye. When the sun's rays were shining through the mottled leaves of the jungle into the earth, a magnificent stone building appeared in front of the eyes of three people. The thing seemed to have collapsed, and the surrounding It is also covered by huge trees, and it is even difficult to find the way to it, but even so, this huge stone building still has its own dignity.

"The Gurubashi Arena is said to be one of the wonders of the Zandalari troll empire thousands of years ago. Every year, troll warriors challenge the beasts or fight against each other in this arena. No longer exists."

Sephora knelt down on the magic carpet. She looked at the big arena in the distance and whispered:

"Now it has been occupied by the blood-ring orcs. The orcs regard it as a warehouse and residence, and the nearby blood-troll clan is planning to retake the arena. Soon, a fierce battle will happen here. Now."

Cromi blinked, leaning lazily on Sephor in a very ladyless manner, her head was held in the arms by Sephor, in increasingly hot weather, this The originally energetic gnomes now become feeble, she said:

"The Gurubashi Grand Arena divides the North and South Stranglethorn Valley, and then there is the site controlled by the goblins, and those nasty rude pirates, but the goblins have built a large and smooth road in the jungle, so next The journey will probably end soon. We will take a boat in Zangbao Bay and go to the hot sand port, which will take about 3 days."

"I'm more curious about why you don't use some magical magic."

Tyrion rode on the warhorse and looked at the Gurubashi arena by the sea. He looked back at Cromi and Sephor and said:

"In a blink of an eye, send us directly to the Caverns of Time, I know you can do it!"

"Because there are guests waiting for us in the hot sand port."

Sephor raised his head, glanced at Tyrion, then quickly lowered his head and said:

"It's a powerful time guardian, Kairoz, the one you told us. His attitude is very ambiguous at the moment. He doesn't say whether he will help. He just wants to meet you and us. The place is right here. Hot Sand Harbor, and in the case where the time guardian has appeared, directly appeared with a necromancer in the cave of time, which is undoubtedly a bad signal..."

"Perhaps those old-fashioned people would think that we "abuse the power of time."

Cromi scorned his lips in disdain:

"That was in the Bronze Dragon Army, but it was a very serious crime, so we had to take a boat honestly and look forward to making a good impression on him before meeting."

"Well, well, I can understand."

Tyrion thought for a moment and nodded. He pulled up the horse reins and continued to move forward. As Cromi said, the goblins who controlled the South Stranglethorn built a road between the jungle and let the skeleton warhorse run. It became more stable, and the dense forest scenery along the way disappeared a lot, replaced by the strangely shaped engineering equipment that the goblins arranged between the foothills.

These electric-powered devices rattle like metal and mechanical monsters, greedily drawing crude oil needed by goblins from underground to power their unique steam merchant ships. These buried crude oil is also the Valley of Stranglethorn Another reason for the rapid development of the Gulf of Treasures was that the rich man, Richigaz, was convinced that there was crude oil in this bay before he ventured from Cozan to the southern part of the mainland.

"Those are small oil pumps designed by goblins."

When Cromi saw Tyrion's eyes on the machines from time to time, she sat up from Sephora's arms and said excitedly to the death knight:

"I secretly took a few from the goblin warehouses a few years ago and placed them on the beach near the cave of time. Guess what I found? Oil! Dark oil, those engineering equipment are real It’s very interesting. Their internal structure is amazing. In those years, I was reselling crude oil in the hot sand port, and I also made a fortune in those cunning goblins."

"Ok?"

Tyrion turned to look at Cromi. He asked in doubt:

"What's the use of asking for money?"

"I am a dragon, man."

Cromi patted his chest and said smugly:

"In the legend of mankind, we are all sleeping on treasure piles, golden gold coins, gorgeous jewelry, I want to be worthy of my identity..."

The blonde gnome was drooling and telling Tyrion the story of his past, chatting excitedly about how he had tricked the cunning goblins to make money from them, but the ending of this story was not very pleasant.

"I had planned to expand my crude oil business, but unfortunately it was discovered by Queen Solidomi, who rebuked me for polluting the environment of Time Caverns, and I had to send those gadgets back to the goblins’ warehouse. ."

Cromi said sorrowfully, but soon, she was again energetic:

"But when I went to send the oil pump, I accidentally discovered the treasure house of the goblins... so I found another way to make money more effectively."

The pygmy bronze dragon raised his finger, a huge, black, ice crystal-like jewelry ring was worn on her finger, she spread and drunk stroking her ring, the death knight saw this scene, he was inexplicable I wanted to laugh, so I said seriously:

"Yeah, is there any more profitable business in the world than robbery?"

"Hey! Don't say that is so ugly."

Cromi rolled her eyes and glared at Tyrion.

"I didn't take it for nothing. The owner of the treasure house, the rich man Rivijaz, was lucky in my timeline to escape several pirate assassinations. I have already paid."

"The treasure bay is here!"

Sephor pointed to the harbour entrance ahead and said to others:

"However, the atmosphere seems a bit..."

The death knight raised his head and saw the goblin’s largest commercial city in the southern part of the mainland. The treasure bay was built in a circular valley by the sea. In addition to the ocean, the only way to it was the cave opened by the goblin. .

"Every time I see it, I think the taste of the goblins is really bad."

Cromi stood on the magic carpet, a little vomited, and the death knight nodded. The city’s entrance did not know which architectural geek designed it. They were decorated with a huge shark’s head. Entrance to the cave.

The cut shark's head seems to be magically processed and will not decay, and its open mouth, and its sharp and staggered teeth are like the gate of the cave. In case of emergency, the sharp teeth of the "shark gate" intersect To ensure that no one can pass.

But for ordinary people, it is still a test of courage to walk into the city from the teeth of a shark.

The death knight took a few steps on the horse, his brow furrowed:

"The smell of blood...very strong, wait... I feel the breath of Buddy."

"Who is Buddy?"

Cromi asked curiously, Tyrion did not answer, but turned over and dismounted, hurried into the shark's toothed passage, and after spending 2 minutes through the dark cave, the death knight and two bronzes Ms. Long stood at the entrance above the treasure bay, and from their perspective, she could overlook most of the city.

As a commercial port, the goblins' plan for the city is very much like those of the great nautical era. The bustling shops, hotels and taverns surround the inner side of the crater, and the layers are built between the different walls of the crater. Crowded and full of vitality, all kinds of weird flags are flying above the small house, and in the harbour inside the crater, there are nearly a hundred ships of all sizes.

It was supposed to be a prosperous and noisy scene, but now, it is still dead. Around those ships, the light blue sea surface has been infiltrated by blood and turned into a red, with a rich blood Taste, that is the taste of death.

The city has been shrouded in death.

"Here...this, there are no people here."

Sephor's eyes swept across the city. She barely noticed the breath of life. She stared at Tyrion around her, and she clenched her fists:

"What the **** did you do? Everyone here was killed!"

"Buddy, come see me!"

Tyrion didn’t answer Sephor’s question, he just called the name of his subordinate in the spiritual link. Soon, a dead gnome dressed in a pirate Buddy Moore appeared in front of Tyrion quickly, he respected Half kneeled at the feet of Lord Darkblade, spread his arms, and said in an exaggerated voice:

"Great host, this is the gift I gave you..."

"A meaningless city?"

Tyrion asked coldly:

"Or the wealth accumulated by the goblins? I'm a dead man, Buddy, it's no use asking for money!"

"But what about the army? Master, your knights are invincible on the earth, but they are not good at fighting at sea. In these 3 years, I have dedicated my strength to our great cause all the time. This is my achievement. !"

The goblin reached out and pointed at the huge ghost ship in the mist. He rubbed his hands and whispered:

"I ransacked the city and killed everyone. I formed a legion for you to run across the sea! In front of you, the sea must also submit!"

Tyrion's eyes narrowed, and he could definitely guess that this was a trick of the cunning goblin transfer problem, but what he said seemed reasonable, so a moment later, a smile appeared on the mouth of Lord Darkblade:

"Very good, very good... you did a great job, Buddy, it seems that I really underestimated you before."

"But only a few ships are not enough! I want you to continue to build a dark blade of sea power in the future. As you said, I need a legion of the sea and a real admiral, not you !"

"Well...I think I already have the perfect candidate."

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