Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 687: 11. Hot treasures

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The Demon Clan is one of the many Vrykul clan in the Storm Fjords, which is divided into the two branches of the Bone Speaker and Dirkgar. They are quite powerful. Unfortunately, the leader of the Devil Vrykul is a little. The queen who likes to provoke war, so the devil clan has been living in the southwest of the Storm Fjord and living in the world without competition.

However, after the arrival of the dreadlords, the uncontested days are over. The cunning dreadlord Varimathras tempted Scovald, son of the despised queen of the demon clan, to make this one want to embark on conquest The reckless man on the road of the leader killed his mother, inherited the throne, took the lead to drink the evil energy, and became a stronger evil energy Vuku.

Scovald held great power and began to fight around. In the past few years, he led the evil Vrykul to defeat several clans in one fell swoop. With his ambitious self, he claimed to be the king of the gods. He wholeheartedly wanted to challenge Odin, the main **** believed by the Vrykul, and obtain the shield of Aggramar, which was collected in the Temple of Varagar, to prove his bravery.

Of course, just listening to the name shows that Agrama's Shield, like the Hammer of Kazgros, is a fetish used by the creation Titans and one of the five pillars of creation.

The dreadlords have a good abacus. It took them months to figure out the myths and beliefs of the local Vrykuls. They knew the grudge between Odin, the guardian of the Titans, and Hella, the queen of Hades. , But the dreadlords who were busy looking for the pillar of creation did not intend to intervene in the grudge between the two guardians, they took a very cunning approach.

Tens of thousands of years ago, Odin was sealed in the Warragal fortress by the guardian of Hella and the betrayal, but this guardian could use phantoms to observe the world. He used to keep the local Vrykul heroic In the tradition, the promise is made, and the strongest person who can pass the three tests set by Odin can get the shield of Agrama.

Of course, the brave Vrykul who got the Shield of Agrama naturally joined Odin. Odin trapped in the Hall of Heroes could defeat Hella through this hero holding a god, To lift the seal of Varagar.

This is also where Odin is criticized. As the chief manager of the Titan Guardian, he has a rigid pursuit of etiquette and rules. In layman's terms, he likes to play this flashy routine and always likes to hang on his behavior. A coat of glory and courage, he did miss a lot of things, just like other Titan guardians, he also has his own passions and desires.

But the problem is that when Odin set up the three trials, it may have been too overestimated by the Vrykuls. In short, until now, tens of thousands of years have passed, and few people have passed this trial. As for this trial, it almost became a mythological story passed down by the local Vrykul people. However, Scovold, who was supported by the devil, was ready to conduct the trial...

But before he actually starts, he needs to prepare a few things.

And now, on the night that the Tauren of the Highmountain was defeated, the camp of the Devil Vryclan clan in Stormfjord was filled with cheers, bloodthirsty fel warriors were reveling, drinking, mating, and their **** king Scot Wald also sat on the throne piled with bones with pride, and in order to show his bravery, he blinded his left eye with his own hands. It is said that this was to pay tribute to Odin who had blinded one eye.

In short, after a big victory, Scowald was in a good mood. He asked the servants to bring their own pair of children, and then half coaxed to give them a glass of wine, and he laughed and laughed. There was a glass of wine.

Look carefully!

Under the light of the moonlight and the big bonfire, the wine glass still shone with dark green evil energy...

This maniac! Not only drink evil energy by yourself, but also feed your children by yourself!

And between this noise, a very important conversation is going on in the shanty far away from the central area of ​​the clan. Several dread demon kings who have reduced their bodies to mortal levels are gathering here, and the faint blue light is shining. The sacred hammer was placed on the table in front of them.

Outside this shack, a layer of faint enchantment shimmering with a faint halo is working, which can ensure that the fear of the demon kings will not be heard by anyone.

"Desailock's waste is dead..."

Cassanatil, sitting in a chair, clutching his chin, said a little irritably:

"It's a waste, actually killed by a stupid cow, and now we have one less person available."

"Boss, you can't blame it."

Hearing the news, the dreadlord Banazal who urgently rushed back from the ruins of Asuna at the westernmost point of the Broken Isles smiled slyly and said softly:

"Who would have thought that the power of this hammer was so terrible, Desailock’s death was blamed, it was too weak to be a member of the Council of Fear, but if the hammer... I am afraid that it can easily separate a mountain."

Probably seeing the greed gleaming in Barnazaar's eyes, Varimathras sitting on the other side snorted coldly and slapped Barnazar's claws toward the hammer, and said in a deep voice:

"Don't touch it, the Titan energy inside this thing instinctively repels the evil energy. The Titan must have left some "security locks", and we can't leave it in our hands."

"What do you mean?"

Banazal asked with some disappointment:

"Such a treasure, will it be sent out?"

"Yes, send it back!"

Kasanatier glanced gloomyly at the hammer in front of him, and the cruel and powerful first lord said:

"It took us nearly two years to finally determine the positions of the five founding pillars, but apart from the Hammer of Kazgros, it is better to start with, the other four have strong power to guard, just Relying on a few of us and those unused juniors, there is no way to get them."

"If we want to get all the pillars of creation at once, we must get the main support of the legion, but the deceiver, hehe, that debris will certainly not help us so easily. Without his command, we will mobilize even the natural disasters of the dead. No...so we need more power, brothers, and Hammer, this is our nomination!"

The first lord narrowed his eyes and looked at the three dreadlord lords in front of him. It said secretly:

"We will secretly dedicate this thing to the Dark Titan and prove our ability to the Dark Titan. At that time, the great Lord Sargeras will know who is his truly trustworthy subordinate, and we will talk to the fraudsters. Sit on equal foot and take command of the main force of the legion, and as long as we can get all the pillars of creation, the rise of Nasrezmim...hahahaha, it's in sight!"

"We don't have to shake our tails and beg for a little bit of cold soup from the fraudsters!"

Casanathir’s claws were on the surface of the hammer, and the sparks sprang from the place where they touched, illuminating the dim shed, and the bright light reflected Casanathir’s ambition. Face, the shadow cast by it made other dreadlords subconsciously lower their heads, especially Tikdios, the original first lord, until now, even if he was not convinced, he had to admit that he was capable of doing things and cunning. To a degree, Casanathir is much stronger than him.

"But now there is a problem, brothers."

Casanathir's eyes fell on the three dreadlords in front of him, and there was a hint of impatience in his voice:

"Marganis died at Stratholme, Desailock was killed by the hammer, and Bernholler was still playing with the night elves in Kalimdor. Now only four of us are free to move. ."

"I’m going to stay in the Broken Isles to see the whole picture. The ambitious idiot in Skovald is also about to start the trial of Odin. This is an important matter for Agramar’s Shield. I can’t withdraw, so, shipping The mission of the Hammer to return to Argus is to choose one of the three of you."

As soon as Casanathir's words fell, the entire shed became quiet. This task sounded simple, and it was an honor to see the dark Titan, but it was not...

The actions of the dreadlords were not recorded in advance within the legion, which was equivalent to a small group walking alone, regardless of any system, this kind of self-playing behavior has always been disgusted by leaders.

At present, the dreadlords are still under the management of fraudsters, so once the wind is leaked, the messenger who ran back to Argus with the hammer will be caught by the fraudster almost immediately, and it is best to torture. As a result, once the fraudster is angered, it is possible to be thrown into the soul forge for 10,000 years.

Secondly, although Argus World has a device that directly connects to the Dark Titan, none of the people present have ever used it, or even seen it, and there are rumors that there is a terrible, unrecognized guard in the burning temple In the past, the demons who stepped into the temple without being summoned no matter how powerful they are, it seems that none of them can come back.

And then again, even if the Dark Titan saw the hammer, he was rewarded under Longyan Joy, and the biggest credit was still to propose this plan and implement a successful raid on Kasanathir. This is a verbal reward.

To sum up, this beautiful matter of "delivering good news" is actually dangerous. If you are not careful, you will end up with a crushed bone. With the fear of the dark wisdom of the demon kings, it is naturally impossible to think of these hidden dangers.

Therefore, within a second, Barnazar shrugged immediately, and the rather clever dreadlord stepped back and whispered:

"My work in Azsuna has been very deep. The ghosts who are not scattered have hidden the tide stone, but I have found a breakthrough, so I can't leave."

Obviously, Banazal is not only worried about the dangers, but also that once it is gone, then its previous achievements will be snatched by the remaining companions, and once others get the Tide Stone in advance, then Banazzar Earlier new work can be in vain. Don’t overestimate the character of the fear demon king. Banazar believes that his own “companions” can definitely do such shameless things.

After all, in the fear of the Demon King, it is simply the most honorable "tradition" to fight a sap and grab the fruits of victory.

Hearing this, Varimathras and Tik Dioston scolded secretly.

Damn, their careful thoughts were peeped through.

"I have made contact with some of the Chardonnay elves in Surama..."

Varimathras rolled his eyes and whispered:

"I can be sure that the eye of Oman Sur with its mighty power is hidden in the city 10,000 years ago. I have recently been busy with this matter, so this opportunity for merit is given to His Excellency Tikdios Right."

"I..."

Tike Dios also wanted to say something, but in the next moment, the eyes of the remaining three people all fell on it, looking at Casanathir's eyes, Tike Dios could not help swallowing. , It looked around, and found that it was really impossible to hide, so it only gritted its teeth and said:

"Then let me go, but I declare in advance...If the Dark Titan rejects this thing, don't expect me to bear your back, Casanathil, you can't take all the good things by yourself!"

"Hahahaha!"

Casanatil haha ​​smiled and patted Tikdios on the shoulder, the cruel and cunning first lord said softly:

"Relax, there must be benefits for you... Brothers, Nasrezham fears that the seat of the council should change, think about it, we are here to take risks to serve the Legion, Annesellon and Memphis Toss is hiding behind to enjoy the blessings. Do you think this should be? If the second and third lords cannot fight for more benefits for the legion and Nasrezm, where is the significance of their existence?"

A flash of murderous intention flashed in Casanathir's eyes.

"The good days of those two idiots are coming to an end. They thought I wouldn't be able to deal with them by holding the thighs of the fraudsters? Stupid!...Brothers, as long as the Dark Titan gives us more power, I will immediately reorganize Fear of Parliament, by that time, everyone will have merit! Everyone can command at least one legion...We have paid so much for the Dark Titan, these things are what we deserve!"

"You said, okay?"

"it is good!"

There was a longing in Tickey's eyes, and he licked his lips, looking at Casanatil:

"After the event, I want the seat of the second lord!"

This request made Banazzar and Varimathras's eyes jump. The two were about to speak, but they heard Casanathir exclaiming:

"Yes! This is what you deserve! It's already close to the door, brothers, we don't have time to hesitate anymore!"

"Go for it! As long as you can come back "alive", the seat of the second lord is yours!"

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