Azeroth’s Death Track

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The world of Draenor, after the undead really occupied the world, here was renamed "outer domain".

No one was dissatisfied with the new name of this world, especially when Tyrion announced the news personally, the members of the Council of Death Lords were all recognized, but now, the outer domain is very quiet.

The dark temple is lonely floating in the sky above the shadow moon, and there are high-level knights patrolling the entire palace, but it is difficult for you to see a death lord because they have all fallen into a "sleep".

After drinking a large amount of the blood of the Dragon King, this blood with a huge amount of vitality brought extreme pain to the death lords, but also changed their physiques a little bit. In the sober state, this is a very The difficult process, so the lords lie in the specially prepared rune sarcophagus, planning to survive this difficult time in the state of the soul's silence.

Sleeping with them, there are also 2,000 high-level knights who have also been transformed by dragon blood. They are all carefully selected and truly elite. When they wake up, the strength of the Dark Blade Knights will inevitably be on the upper level. .

But at the upper level of the shrine and in the living area, this lonely city is very vibrant. There are often grand banquets held here, undead musicians playing soothing music, and the human noble ghosts who moved from Karazhan. Dancing in the hall decorated with crystal lamps, these "Taiwan" "guests" are very satisfied with the new home, especially the grand and majestic appearance of the dark temple, which has greatly satisfied the vanity of these ghosts.

"Oh, Princess Dornan."

The Earl of the Necromante politely greeted Dornnan who walked into the banquet hall, and Dornnan, who was wearing a delicate black floral long dress, smiled shyly and adopted the little princess here. Having lived in the palace for 2 months, she has become accustomed to the existence of the undead and has begun to try to contact them.

"Mr. Lorvin, are you still used to living in the Dark Temple?"

Dornan sat at the dining table, and while waiting for the undead chef to serve his dinner, he asked:

"Father and mother are busy, so you can contact me directly for any needs."

The 8-year-old Delaney girl experienced more tragedies than her peers, so she appeared more mature than a normal child, and faced her inquiry, Mr. Lorvin, who had just been given the Earl's title by Tyrion, shrugged After shrugging, he said softly:

"An unparalleled floating palace, a whole new world where we can play, while serving the honorable King and Queen of Outland, as well as guards who can protect us at any time, and truly worthy of the enjoyment of noble status, also Who would be dissatisfied."

"Especially, Her Majesty the Queen invited me to be the temple steward's appointment, which made me incompetent find the meaning of life again... death is not that bad."

The polite human noble ghost watched the little princess eat a piece of meat rudely, his brow furrowed, he stood up, came to Dornan, stretched out his hands, and helped Dornan correct the meal Pose, and said in the ear of the little princess:

"I have to say, Miss Dornan, your etiquette is too bad. As the daughter of the King and Queen of Outland, you should remain elegant and noble anytime, anywhere. This is a necessary act to maintain your identity... It seems that daily In addition to the courses in natural science, elemental magic and shamanism, I will add one more etiquette lesson for you."

So, the good mood of the little princesses of the Dark Blade Knights completely disappeared...Like other children, she hates learning.

At the same time that the daughter of the King of Outland was confused by the noble etiquette, on the roof of the temple, Tyrion was half asleep and awake, listening to the report from Nasa.

This open-air rooftop has just been completely renovated by the ghost nobles who have just moved in. Now the grand rooftop has added 13 magnificent large columns, and the entire ground has been carefully trimmed, even Terry The worn throne of Ang's regular seat has also been carefully decorated by noble ghosts rich in "art cells".

They presented a large throne as a gift to the King of Outland. It was a black iron throne with seven black swords on the periphery, symbolizing the seven lords of Outland. Two handles were decorated on the armrests. The demon skull symbolizes the victory of the king of Outland against the demon, and behind the throne is the giant skull of the big devil Kazak, which is exceptionally solemnly repaired.

And now, Tyrion is sitting on the new throne, and the blood of the Dragon King is also transforming his body, but as a Rhine, he suffers much less pain than the death lord, so the current dark temple business is still his Dealing with Aurelia, but because Her Majesty the Queen has spent part of her thoughts on teaching little Dornan, so Tyrion has been very busy recently.

"Cordana has lurked into the Hillsbrad Foothills. According to your order, she will be responsible for observing any life that has contact with Thrall, and will facilitate Thrall's meeting with the Frostwolf clan at a critical moment."

Nasa wears a black skirt and holds 3 communication crystals in her hands. At a distance between two worlds, a lot of information cannot be transmitted in real time, especially after the "namely" door of darkness is closed. The frequency of contact between the Blade Knights and the "chessmen" in Azeroth has also decreased a lot.

Nasa looked at the silent King of Outland with her eyes closed, she hesitated and asked softly:

"The new Blood Watcher is being trained, and Cordana is an experienced predecessor. To be honest, I don't quite understand why you want her to stay in Azeroth. Her return to Outland is more useful to us. "

"Because Thrall, I have to watch him."

Tyrion's eyes were closed, as if he were asleep, his mouth did not move, but a hollow voice came out:

"Although history has changed, the young orc will inevitably become a force that cannot be ignored in the orc clan. Our friend Ner'zhul has left a hand for the orc, and Kalimdor has probably entered their vision. , And following their path to Kalimdor, our eyes will also reach that wild land"

"Naza, take a long-term view...after all, the eastern continent is only a quarter of Azeroth's territory."

"Okay, anyway, you won't give up your plan, I won't ask."

Nasa snorted somewhat dissatisfied, while Tyrion's voice became deeper:

"I don't tell you, it's to protect you, Nassa, knowing too much is not good for you, let's go on."

The Blood Watcher crushed the first piece of crystal, and then picked up the second piece. She infiltrated her spirit into the crystal in her hand. After a moment, she said:

"The token you gave to the Black Dragon Princess Onyxia has returned to the hands of Chaldean Morgan, and the two have been on the line. The Black Dragon Princess disguised as the daughter of Earl Presto Entering the aristocratic circle of the Kingdom of Storms, it is said to be very popular, and our Mr. Chaldeans, as we wish, took Saratas as our own. It seems that the dark whisper has begun to corrode his heart. Now."

"Very well, wait for things to develop."

Tyrion opened his eyes, and the icy blue light was beating: "I am really looking forward to what kind of storms Onyxia and Chaldeans can set off in the Kingdom of Storms...but for now, that city is not the point , Any news from Wolfe?"

Nasa nodded, smashing the second crystal and holding the third crystal in her hand. After a while, she said:

"Wolf has reached the Silver Pine Forest, and he is ready to mix in Gilneas at any time."

"Let him let it go. Since the internal cracks in the alliance have begun to expand, all we have to do is add another fire to keep the members lurking in Azeroth low-key and continue their disguise before accepting the order. At this critical time, there is a strong enemy that can only unite the alliance again. This is what I do not want to see..."

Tyrion waved his hand and said:

"I want to focus on digesting the power brought by the blood of the Dragon King, so Azeroth's affairs will be handled by Aurelia, and you as her deputy will be destined to be very busy in the future, but Nasa ...Busy and hard work will be rewarded. In the new system we have established, you will accomplish what you could not achieve in the past, and I can promise you that one day in the future, Ms. Mawei will accept it willingly You, become a plaything in your hands."

Nasa didn't answer, or even showed excitement. She just nodded indifferently. This reaction made Tyrion frown, but he didn't say anything, just handed a letter to Nasa:

"Send it to Ironforge, the Explorers Association for me, and give it to Mr. Brian Bronzebeard. I believe he will be interested in this. Also, what is Khadgar doing recently?"

"The big lich is studying the "seed", and he is very interested in it, almost reaching the point of sleeplessness."

Nasa lowered her voice:

"But I can feel that the big lich may be planning something in the background, do you need me to monitor him?"

"No need to!"

Tyrion closed his eyes again, and a thick layer of ice slowly extended from under his feet, exuding a terrible cold, and soon sealed the body of the King of Outland.

"Kadgar wouldn't be so stupid...Go do your thing, Nassa, become my shadow in Azeroth..."

The Blood Watcher looked at the self-frozen Terion, her eyes blinked. After a while, she stepped back and disappeared into the shadows, and just as she stepped into the lower level of the dark temple, Nasa In the heart link to the big lich far away in Gorgrond said softly:

"He has no doubts, but you better keep a low profile."

A moment later, the cold voice of the big lich came back:

"Thank you for your help, Ms. Nasa...I know."

The link was broken, the big lich who was observing a certain plant in a forest straightened his body, his fingers jumped back and forth on the staff of the guardian, and finally, he pursed his lips, turned around, and looked at the dark behind him There was a flash of light in the silver eyes of the lich, and he said to himself:

"The werewolf... is really a vicious strategy, but Tyrion ignores the majesty of the king, he will fail, there is no doubt. But why should I sit down and watch the failure? Maybe, I should help him."

"So, Mr. Al, send me a letter."

Hearing this request, the dark figure standing behind Khadgar nodded slowly. This is a human, wearing sturdy black armor, carrying a rune sabre, and wearing a full-covered horned helmet, look Go up very majestic.

His name is...Joe Ayre, former Captain of the Knights of the North County Abbey of the Storm Kingdom, a true veteran and a skilled paladin.

Not long ago, he died in the hands of Warden Nassa and died in a conspiracy planned by Tyrion. The body of this dead paladin should have been sent to Oakington for research, but now, he has Appeared on Khadgar as a death knight. Obviously, the big lich has researched the method of corrupting the paladin, but he did not share it, and our lady Nasa and the big lich have already Some secret transactions were reached.

Undoubtedly, this was also carried out without telling Tyrion.

On the hillside of the Yongmao woodland, the big lich manipulated the magic power, and soon wrote a special letter and handed it to Joe Ayre. The silent death knight put the letter in his close pocket and turned and left. A lush forest, Khadgar stood alone on the hillside covered with wild wild grass, looking at the pool below the hillside.

In the big pool, there is a draenei floating battleship, and the surface of the battleship is now bound by the vines extending from the water, and the water and vines are also slowing down according to a special melody. Slowly floating, just like having your own life.

The remnants of the oldest original life from Draenor are slowly recovering in that spaceship. This is the biggest secret of the Dark Blade Knights. Khadgar closed his eyes and felt the melody of life in the air. In the abdomen, a scorching energy that had been suppressed was beating. He reached out and touched his stomach. After a few seconds, the big lich shook his head.

"The blood of the Dragon King is really not so good to suppress, it seems that I should go to sleep."

"I hope that when I wake up, that world will become different...it should also become different."

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