Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Da da da"

The crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground echoed in the passage of the quiet dark temple. Today's shadow did not wear the uniform with a unique temperament. Instead, it was a set of work clothes that showed very feminine charm. The cut was extremely decent black The uniform is much like the dress used by the nobles, but it is lined with white shirts and slightly wider trousers, but it also brings the shadowy figure to the extreme.

Even Vihari walking behind the shadow will occasionally focus on the slim waist and perfect peach-shaped buttocks of the shadow, especially when she walks, the curve of the back can make every normal man He couldn't move his eyes, and between the natural flicking of his arms, a feminine softness naturally emerged.

If it weren’t for the white mask on her face, today’s she and yesterday’s indifferent lunatic woman are two extremes.

Vihari is still not very comfortable with the uniforms worn by female officials in this federal system, especially the fabrics that cling to her body. The friction on her skin makes her a little uncomfortable. As a powerful fighter, she It should have been easy to maintain the balance of the body, but the pair of black high-heeled shoes underneath her feet seemed to be against her, making her walking awkward.

"What's wrong? Did the shoes make you uncomfortable?"

The shadow of the leader in the front suddenly asked, facing her question, Vihari pursed her lips and then answered:

"What the **** do you want me to do? You should just kill me... don't you hate all demons?"

"Um... do you think you should have died already?"

The shadow head never said back:

"Do you think we are giving you another choice is really a lot of business? I said it yesterday, we will give you the only opportunity that allows you to realize your inner desires, if I am you, then I will not Asking so many meaningless questions, I will calmly accept all of this in front of me...unless, the revenge and longing you insist on in your heart, everything you pay for revenge is just a joke."

The shadow stopped, she asked meaningfully:

"So, are you?"

"I'm not!"

Vihari clenched her fists. After the evil energy's burning and twisting of the spirit dissipated, she had never felt such a clear thinking, but it was this clear thinking that reminded her of the forgotten past. Hell-like memory, driven by this memory, she gritted her teeth and said:

"I can do everything for this! As long as you can let me take Velen's life...I don't care what you want to do? I don't care what you are about to do to me! My life... Damn it, every day I survive is for that day to come!"

"Very good, this is the Avengers I want..."

The shadow stretched out his left hand and looked at the small and exquisite mechanical watch on his wrist. It was a new product in the black iron zone. The shape was exquisite, inlaid with low-key and luxurious diamonds, just like the most classic interpretation of the female image. This thing is Real luxury goods, the price is very expensive, but very popular with federal women.

It is worth mentioning that the shadow table is a private gift from the Lord.

"Time is up."

The shadow said softly:

"Now, shut up, Agent Vihari, you may not understand what kind of organization you are joining. Let me take a few minutes to introduce you to our organization and your role in the future."

"Click"

A sound of collision of mechanical gears sounded on the gate in front of the two. The elevator gate driven by machinery was smoothly divided to the two sides. The person in charge of operating the elevator was also a member of the Dark Blade Intelligence Bureau. When he saw the shadow, the agent, who was also wearing a black uniform, immediately straightened his body and nodded slightly at the shadow:

"It's an honor to meet you, Director Shadow."

"I am the deputy director, boy."

The shadow led Vihari into the elevator, and then said to the agent operating the elevator:

"Top floor, I made an appointment with the Lord Lord."

At the moment when the elevator door closed, the shadow was holding her arms and leaning against the cold wall. She looked at Vihari, who was nervous, she said:

"The Dark Blade Intelligence Bureau was established 3 years ago. Its predecessor was the secret agent organization of the Dark Blade Legion. As early as the second time the orcs invaded Azeroth, we already existed and have continued to this day. We are an intelligence The organization is currently responsible for monitoring and evaluating the movements and threats of various forces in Azeroth. Our brothers and sisters are active in hot spots of the world."

"I can tell you responsibly, first-level agent Vihari, the Dark Blade Intelligence Bureau is the most powerful secret organization in the world. It is a very important part of the Dark Blade Legion system, and our next opponent... "

The shadow smiled slightly and lowered his voice:

"It's your patron, Burning Legion."

"Legion?"

Even if she had been forced out of the legion by some mysterious force, Vihari still raised her head subconsciously when she heard the word. She stared at the shadow with her big blue eyes. She wanted to confirm. Was the woman in front of her joking, but she only saw a mask that would not laugh, and a pair of cold blood-red eyes.

"IMHO, you may have no enemies in Azeroth, but Legion, that is still a behemoth you can't imagine."

Vihari said bluntly:

"I have served the Legion for decades, but I still don’t know how powerful the Legion’s overall strength is. Among the stars, the entire Stars are their battlefield. Yes, I admit that the Dark Blade Legion is strong. Overnight. The frontier army that destroyed 400,000 demons in between, you are definitely the most powerful force in the world, but 400,000 demons? That is not a loss for the legion...it will not even appear in the military briefing inside the legion in."

"You and the Legion are not an equal-weight opponent at all. It is like a fearless mantis preparing to stop a Mercedes-Benz steel tank. You will only be crushed by them. I don't see the second possibility..."

"Not "you"!"

Shadow stretched out a finger and flicked in front of Vihari, she said softly:

"It's "we", you are also part of us, Agent Vihari. As for how strong the Legion is, believe me, I know better than you. But the problem is that, like you, the Legion thinks it's impossible. Lose, unfortunately, they are just like you, and they don’t know what kind of opponent they are facing..."

"I’m not going to tell you that we’re winning, but I’d say that if the legions are not aware of the threats within them in the future, then they will lose, they will lose very badly, that only seems weak. Praying mantis will easily tear apart the decaying steel chariot inside... Regarding this, His Excellency Archimonde the polluter should have a say."

"you guys!"

Vihari heard some signs from the hint of the shadow. She widened her eyes and asked in disbelief: "You have planted inside the legion..."

"Hush!"

Shadow put his finger under the mask and made a forbidden sound:

"Some things, you know it, just don't say it...hiding secrets, this is the most basic requirement of a good agent."

"Then you, you are not afraid that I will tell the Legion?"

Vihari asked back:

"You should know that I don’t trust you now, even if I lose the evil energy, but the Legion’s contact points in Azeroth, I’m still familiar with it, maybe only a letter, or even a sentence, you After many years of planning, it will go bankrupt!"

"That's why you are still alive, my Vihari."

The shadow flicked his fingers carelessly:

"You can give it a try, I'm not against trying, but if you fail...you might think that what Draenor's orcs did to you was already hell, but I will tell you, that No... you have never seen real hell, and the best part is..."

"The real **** is in our hands!"

"Ding"

With a soft sound, the elevator that rose all the way from the bottom of the Dark Temple to the top floor slipped quietly away. The shadow adjusted his clothes and then walked out of the elevator in the most elegant manner. Agent Vihari followed Behind her, she said nothing.

At this moment, Hoof Girl already knew that the Dark Blade Intelligence Bureau must have moved her body or soul. She had already paid the price for this rebirth, and the most sad thing was that she would continue to pay the price until she Until another death arrives.

"Your Excellency Lord, Shadow of Agent 9 of the Dark Blade Intelligence Agency, and Agent Vihari of Level 1 come to report!"

Standing under the throne of Tyrion’s throne, Shadow put his fingers on his chest and nodded slightly to Tyrion. Behind her, some uneasy Vihari also learned the movement of the shadow and paid tribute to the Lord in front of him.

A death lord captured her on the battlefield, so as the leader of the death lord, the great lord Tyrion must be more powerful, even not weaker than the fraudster Kil'jaeden, she can not agree with Tyrion's majesty, but She must pay respect to the power, this is the truth she learned in the Burning Legion...

You despise the power, and the power will beat you and torture you without hesitation until you learn to respect the power... The devil's code of conduct is so crude and simple.

"So, are you Vihari?"

With a slightly hoarse voice came into Harvey's ears, it was a very nice voice, but at the moment of hearing this voice, the first-level agent Vihari felt that his body and soul began to be out of his control. , She looked up and saw the high lord Tyrion sitting on the throne. To be precise, she saw those ice-blue eyes, which seemed to be able to penetrate all her disguise and go straight into the deepest part of her mind. Secrets that do not want anyone to know, or even want to let yourself know.

"A special draenei who turned into a burning legion during the chaotic era of Draenor, and became famous in decades, becoming one of the most famous devil lords in Eredar...you He had vowed to follow Wei Lun as the most loyal sergeant to follow him across the endless sea of ​​stars, but in the end stood on his opposite, vowed to fight against him, even eager to get his head... This makes me curious, Vihari. "

Tyrion’s fingers were beating on the armrests of the throne. He looked at the trembling Vihari below, and he said softly:

"What made you hate Velen so much? Just because of the tortures you suffered?"

Vihari did not want to answer this question, but upon the inquiry of the High Lord, her soul, her body, and all her thoughts were reluctant to hide it from the people in front of her, so she said awkwardly:

"It's because of weakness, lord."

"As a prophet, Velen’s personal charm is perfect. Every Draenei is willing to obey him. He is a qualified prophet, a qualified apostle of the Holy Light, but as a leader, Velen failed. He Seeing all that, he knew that the Burning Legion would not let him go. He knew the future fragments and those disasters that might happen, but he chose to escape."

Vihari clenched his fists, and the sister-in-law's hoof girl said everything hidden in her heart at this moment:

"I used to be one of Velen's most trusted garrisons. When we just fell into the world of Draenor, Velen saw all this in the prophecy of the Soul Song, about the orcs being deceived, about the devil's chase He saw it, but he did not prepare in advance, but let it happen. We once suggested to solve the hidden dangers of the orcs in advance. In 200 years, we have enough power to suppress the orcs, or even eradicate them."

"But no, Velen believes that all life has meaning and value. He let go of the orcs, and then the orcs raised a butcher knife for us... In Tai Moore, my companions and I vowed to die until the city was destroyed. At that moment, we did not stop fighting. We wanted to protect the people, but we lost our people."

"I was captured by the orcs as captives... they humiliated me, they tortured me, they regarded me as the cheapest plaything, they threw us into the arena..."

Vihari's body trembled madly. Obviously, the pain buried in the memory had overwhelmed the hoof girl. She lowered her head and her voice became bleak:

"We look forward to the prophets fighting back, we encourage each other, we persevere in hell, waiting for the news that our compatriots defeated the orcs, but no... what we finally got was that the coward with the rest of the people abandoned all The city fled into the wild mountains and wilderness. He never even thought of counterattack... He is a good person, a kind person, a true guardian, but he is not the leader we want."

"My companions died one by one in torture. Their bones were not even buried. I was the last one... I was discouraged and let my whisper of evil transform my soul, I accept With that power, that night, I killed all the orcs of that tribe..."

Vihari raised her head, her face was in tears, she looked at Tyrion:

"I want to take revenge, not revenge on the orcs... The blood debts of Tai Mo’s hundreds of thousands of compatriots bear on me. The souls of 278 compatriots who died in the orc prisoners camp looked at me in the sky, and they drove me to take revenge. They drove me to question our former leader, Velen, and they asked me to question him, why... why not fight back? Why not fight? Why cowardly to that point..."

"It was his weakness that killed us..."

Tyrion and Vihari looked at each other. He looked at the soul with heavy pain in front of him. He could feel the heavyness, but this was exactly what he wanted. A pure avenger could ignite the whole for revenge. The world, until she burned herself in that flame, this power is what the Lord Lord needs.

He propped up his chin with his left hand and looked at Vihari, as if looking at the sharpest weapon, or a flaming flame:

"So, Vihari, an agent of the Dark Edge Intelligence Agency, is interested in joining our next operation?"

"The codename for the action is...The Prophet fell."

"Uh"

Vihari's eyes lit up suddenly, and then she heard Tyrion's whisper:

"I heard that Velen has a son..."

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