Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Hey! Greedy idiot!"

An Su resentfully shot a piece of white, black and two pieces containing a powerful soul on Tyrion’s desk. However, because An Su is now in the form of a crow, this should be a domineering action, just It seems a little funny.

And the big lord who has broken away from the low-level fun is naturally impossible to laugh at the funny gesture of the partner. He did not pay attention to An Su’s full of grievances, he just stretched out his hand and held those two unique soul fragments in his hands.

The white fragment contains the power of the storm. Tyrion hardly needs to observe it to feel the will of the sky contained in the fragment, but the high lord can also feel that there is a trace of almost insignificant and discordant in this fragment breath.

"Avena, the mother of birds, was infected by the nightmare?"

Tyrion said softly:

"It's unfortunate news, no wonder it will cooperate so much. Enzos' nightmare has already stared at it. If he continues to stay in the Emerald Dream, its ending will be worse than Uzok, a smart and knowing choice. Female..."

Between the words, a pure force of death permeated into the soul shard, just like the most precise scalpel, shredding a hint of nightmare power hidden in the soul shard, and then hooked into the realm of death, where In a completely different view of film rules and this world, this weak nightmare power can hardly resist, and it is instantly assimilated by death.

Even the soul of the powerful ancient **** Kthune is imprisoned in the realm of death and cannot be detached, not to mention the inferior void power that has turned three hands?

"This is the void, never fights you head-on, and when you realize its existence, you have already made a move..."

Tyrion shook his head and set Avena’s soul shard aside, and picked up another black shard. The lord was playing the shard with wild power with pleasure, and he leaned on the chair , Watching An Su bounced on the table:

"Whose soul is this? I can feel that there is something interesting in this soul..."

"That's Ashaman's soul fragment."

Ansu can't wait to punch a few punches on Tyrion's face and peck blindly at the jerk's eyes, but considering the future of Rukma and the strength comparison between the two sides, Ansu finally decided to take a wave from the heart, it's honest Answers to:

"That was the most mysterious wild god, it was famous in the battle of the ancients ten thousand years ago, but until now, apart from the big druids, the newcomers have almost never heard of Ashaman's story. Unlike other wild gods, Ashaman never actively promotes his existence. It walks like a ghost in an emerald dream. Only druids who can find it on their own will get Asha. Man’s blessing."

"But the wild cheetah form used by the druids came from this lowest-key demigod... well, according to the feeling I'm in contact with it, Ashaman is to the druids, to the way of nature. What is not of interest at all, it is pure enjoyment of freedom and the pleasure of hunting. From this point of view, Ashaman is probably the purest demigod, but it gives me a problem."

Ansu said angrily to Terion:

"Ashaman told me that it would help me persuade Aisina to accept the price of the resurrection, but in exchange, after all the wild gods were resurrected, it asked me to initiate a proposal and help it do its best to complete it."

"Oh?"

Tyrion suddenly became interested, and when questioned by his eyes, An Su spread his wings and screamed:

"Ah! That little idiot wanted to let the demigods go with them to find their creator... A mysterious existence called Freya, Ashaman told me that in the dream of the soul, it heard Fu Leia’s cry for help, but only it was heard alone... Maybe it was just a sad illusion, maybe it was also corroded by nightmares."

"Do not!"

The Lord Lord looked at the black shard in his hand and shook his head:

"This soul has no trace of infection, and compared with other demigod souls, there are indeed things in this Ashaman soul that are not part of the wild demigod... As for Freya, you have not said that she is natural Yes, because you don’t belong to this world, you weren’t born for her, but Ashaman is right. The birth of all the wild gods of Azeroth has a great relationship with Freya."

Tyrion’s eyes narrowed, and he seemed to be thinking about something. After a dozen seconds, the big lord’s ice-blue eyes focused on An Su in front of him. He reached out his hand and tried to touch An Su’s head, but The Raven dejected his fingers fiercely.

"Watch your identity! Bastard, I'm not your stupid pet!"

"Okay, a grumpy little devil!"

Lord Lord stood up, two pieces of soul, one black and one white, fell into his palm. He looked at An Su and said softly:

"Come on, your Rukma must have been waiting too long... I will help you wake up her sleeping soul today, but listen, An Su, the agreement between us will change... I no longer need you to help me get the remaining two demigod soul fragments, but in exchange, you must help Ashaman unite the demigods, and then at a specific time, go to Northrend mainland to find the Fu Leia...don't ask why!"

The question that An Sugang wanted to ask was blocked in his throat. It thought for a moment and finally nodded, agreeing to the replacement of the agreement.

In its view, it is too boring to deal with the unruly and dangerous wolf spirit Godling, it is better to push the boat down the river and complete the two requirements of Ashaman and Tyrion at once, which is obviously cost-effective. Too.

More importantly, Ansu has been alone for thousands of years, and now Rukma’s resurrection is in sight...it has no plans to wait any longer, and it also needs to be resurrected with Rukma’s success to give Ivy Na and Ashaman had a little confidence.

After all, they are all people in a boat now... well, the beast.

And in the final analysis, An Su doesn't care what the world will become. It's amazing that he brought his resurrected wife and Hisari to return to Draenor to continue to do great things. The survival of Azeroth has no effect on it. , Druids and it emphasize that it is useless again and again, after all, it is just a casual and free raven...

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"Om"

With the temporary opening of the Gate of the Dead Realm, Tyrion stepped into the emerald shrine of Drustvar from the shadows, and the little ghost Yuna sitting on his shoulder looked curiously from left to right, this little girl face She has a consistent heartless smile, and keeps a childlike curiosity about everything, even if she has been to this place many times.

"Tirion, what are we doing here?"

Yuna took a piece of "Zangir Special Edition" rainbow candy from Aurelia's pocket specially sewed for her and chewed while leaping from Tyrion's shoulder and placing it close to the ground in front of her. The huge, charred black bird bone, she reached out and tried to touch the bird bone, and turned back and asked:

"These bones... Yeah! It's so hot!"

Before Yuna’s words were finished, the little girl, like touching a piece of red charcoal, suddenly withdrew her fingers. A golden flame was still beating at her fingertips, and Yuna jumped and jumped, It took several seconds before the flame was extinguished, and the little girl's mouth was deflated and her face was about to cry. A black scorch mark had appeared on the ghost body of the Holy Light Flower at the tip of her finger.

It hurts at a glance...

"Come! Stupid girl! Stupid girl!"

An Su, who was standing on the other side of Tyrion’s shoulder, still maintained a shrinking posture. It mocked the reckless Yuna with a gloating tone:

"No one dares to touch my noble body of Lukman directly... The flames on her feathers are as hot as the sun, and any disrespectful people will be burned by the burned souls, stupid girl~ Do you know wrong? "

"Humph!"

The little ghost flicked his neck and dexterously jumped onto Tyrion's shoulder. She grabbed Tyrion's hair and spoiled in his ear:

"It bullied me! You see it! Tyrion, the black bird bullied me!"

"It's okay, girl."

Tyrion patted Yuna's head to calm down the tempered child. He looked at the extremely hot black bird bone exuding in front of him and said to Yuna:

"Let it apologize to you in a while, don't you want the feathers on its tail? Let it be pulled out for you in a while, but now, you must watch it obediently, there will be a beautiful young lady Will be resurrected."

"Ok!"

Yuna glared fiercely at An Su, who was suddenly silent. The little ghost jumped to the ground with her fists, and she pulled out her wand, grabbed her little bear, and sat there, eating rainbow candy While watching lively.

"Come on, let me see, the soul of this sleeping beauty!"

Tyraine's ten fingers were moving towards the perfect black bird bone platform in front of him. Several large druids of the wither were guarded on the platform of this emerald holy site, and all unrelated personnel were expelled. The small emerald dream, the Blighter is nominally a neutral organization. Once it is found to have a relationship with Tyrion, this will definitely be a great blow to the Blighter's reputation.

And these big druids, such as the deer helmet and the elder Jingyu Orfa, are also curious about the true form of the unique sun-dawn Rukma.

Unlike other demigods and even Ansu, Rukma is not a pure demigod of life, but rather a special demigod with a perfect fusion of life and elements. The huge black bird bone in front of him is not Luke Ma’s remains, in fact, this is its body...According to Ansu, Rukma has no conventional flesh and blood.

The skin, and even the feathers of this sun raven are composed of the purest sun fire. The solid skeleton that supports the movement of the body is used to load the huge amount of life energy in the body. Once the life energy of Rukma When it is exhausted, its body will become such a black bird bone, just like the legendary fantasy creature Phoenix, and it will die when it dies.

And when it comes to phoenix... Kael'thas, the high elf sun king on the continent of Kalimdor, also has an elemental phoenix, which is probably the only known phoenix in Azeroth, Kael'thas Intimately calling your comrades-in-arms and pets "Ao", and the existence of Ao also proves that the creature like Phoenix actually exists, but it is different from the myth in the conventional sense. The beautiful and noble Phoenix is ​​probably the essence of A pure fire elemental creature.

Tyrion stood in front of Rukma’s skeleton. Behind him, Ansu transformed into the original large body. He nervously stared at Tyrion’s movements with his own black agate-like eyes. Other big druids also At this moment, his eyes widened. As the withering Druids who pursued the evolution of life, they obviously did not want to miss this moment.

"Fur..."

The lord took a deep breath like a living person, and the pure black power of death wrapped around his fingertips, so that the surrounding air that had become extremely hot due to the existence of the Rukma skeleton quickly cooled, and his hands were covered with a layer of Black ice, the temperature of which is too low for life to bear, when his finger touched Rukma's skeleton, it was like ice and fire, and the layer of ice gathered by the power of death began to melt quickly.

Seeing this incredible scene, Tyrion immediately understood that An Su's description was correct!

Rukma is not so much a wild demigod in the world of Draenor, but rather a manifestation of a phenomenon in that world. This Yangyan Raven represents extremely positive energy feedback, just like it is. .. a living, moving sun! That is to say, among all the demigods in Azeroth and Draenor, Rukma may have taken a step beyond the demigod, separating pure life and the six basic forces of the universe. The power of the elements is combined.

I really don't know how this silly Miss Raven did this...

"Om"

The vast consciousness of the High Lord penetrated into Rukma’s skeleton along his fingers. At this moment, Tyrion felt as if he had entered a world composed entirely of fire elements. He followed his consciousness. "Both eyes" look out, and the place where you look is like the whole world that is burning.

However, compared with the normal flame, the burning flame in Lukma’s will world is more like a quenched magma. Even the flame exudes a decadent and strange dark red, as if it is cooling. The same as wrought iron.

Its condition is bad, but its body is still alive...

What Tyrion has to do at this time is to find the root soul of Lukmar, who is sleeping in this flaming world...According to Ysera, a powerful demigod like Lukmar, even if he is dead After one time, its soul should also leave a mark in the body.

"Where are you? Rukma?"

Tyrion’s consciousness cruises through this blazing spiritual world at a rapid speed, but no matter how he finds it, in this blazing spiritual world, the original soul of Rukma cannot be found...

This made the lord feel bored, he hated this game of hide and seek.

"It looks like your world is going to die out..."

The lord closed his eyes and hovered in the noisy world of flames. He began to mobilize the cold power of death. The concept of death that killed everything was like a surging tide. From Tyrion’s hands, two A giant snake made of cold frost screamed to the ground, and at the moment of contact, it forcibly sealed the hot earth, even the burning flames were frozen in it.

Tyrion's eyes narrowed, a flash of murderous intention flashed in his icy blue eyes, as if he really wanted to extinguish the burning world of flames.

"How uncomfortable is half-death... let me give you a relief!"

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