Azeroth’s Death Track

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Resurrecting Rukma is much simpler than resurrecting other demigods.

Because Rukma’s soul was not placed in the Emerald Dream, but a weird gesture hidden in its bird bone, Ysera had promised Ansu that even if he had died for more than 3000 years, Lu Kema's soul did not dissipate, and he was in the Emerald Holy Land of the Wither, and the seed of life could provide huge vitality to this bird bone at any time.

So the only trouble now is to awaken the soul of this Raven.

For the Druid and Green Dragon, it takes a long time to warm up and then wake up, but for Tyrion, it does not need to be so troublesome, because the power of death he masters represents his power of soul With powerful control, as long as Rukma’s soul is still alive, he will be sure to wake up this “sleeping beauty” belonging to Ansu.

However, the confrontation between consciousness and soul can't be seen with eyes. All bystanders, including An Su, can only see Tyrion in a quiet gesture, placing his hands on the neck bones of Rukma, They can feel the constant alternation of cold and hot energy, escaping on this platform, but they can't see the real battlefield.

Only sitting cross-legged and watching the lively little ghost Yuna yelling happily, she is probably the only "viewer" who can watch this soul wake from the perspective of Tyrion now.

"Big bird! Big bird on fire!"

Yuna clutched nervously at the bear and rainbow candy in her hand, and she could clearly see Tyrion and a ferocious golden-red flame giant bird in Lukma's spiritual world, in that flaming flame space During the battle between the black death frost and the golden sun, every time you could make Yuna cheer or scream.

"It's so fierce! Wow! It will breathe fire!"

Yuna stuffed the rainbow candy in her hand and muttered indistinctly:

"Tirion was bitten by it! Hey~~ it looks so painful!"

Ansu heard the scream of Holy Light Ghost. It quickly flapped its wings and landed on Yuna. It asked nervously:

"Little girl, can you see all that?"

Yuna glared at him, holding her arms in a childlike saucy expression, leaning her face aside, ignoring Ansu, who was so anxious that the storm raven jumped up and down, and finally Ansu glanced at Yuna, then bit When he gritted his teeth, he turned his head and pecked it painfully with his beak on his large and beautiful tail feathers. At the next moment, a blue-black feather flew like a sword fell before Yuna's eyes.

The little ghost's eyes widened at this moment, and she cheered as if holding a baby, holding the half-god's huge and beautiful tail feather in her arms.

"Can you always tell me now?"

An Su looked at his missing tail with a painful face. It felt like he was now a bald chicken, and in the face of An Su's favor, the little ghost snorted and then greeted with enthusiasm. Su said:

"Tirion went to your girlfriend in that burning world, but he couldn't find...your girlfriend was hiding from him, and then Tyrion was angry! When he was angry, he was so fierce!"

Yuna made a grimace with open teeth and claws, and then held Ansu’s tail feather to continue:

"Tirion tried to extinguish the world with black ice, and then a huge strange bird with fire all over him rushed out to fight him! That strange bird is so fierce! It will also breathe fire, golden fire! I have never seen After that, it wants to drive Tyrion out of its own world, but Tyrion is powerful! It is not Tyrion's opponent, voila!"

The little girl said excitedly to the demigod:

"Tirion grabbed it by the neck and it begged for mercy! Yeah! Tirion brought it out!"

At this moment, as the lord's consciousness returned to the body, the undispersed, thick and cold force of death swept the entire platform with a weak breeze, just an instant, the unusually lush grass growing around the platform Just like entering the deep winter, in the eyes of everyone, withered and withered in an instant...

But fortunately, the Lord Lord withdrew his strength in time, and did not let this heavy concept of death destroy the integrity of the Emerald Holy Land. He took a step back and let his cold hands leave Lukema’s bird bone, in his left hand In my heart, a piece of gold-red, like a burning flame of soul jewels were listed.

"Asshole!"

The moment he saw the gem, An Su's eyes became tyrannical. The demi-god nearly collapsed under pressure. It roared and rolled up the sky wind blade, rushing towards Tyrion.

"What the **** did you do! What did you do to Rukma! Give me back Rukma!!!"

The scene where the **** is angry is extremely terrifying, but at the moment An Su rushed up, Tyraine raised his hand, and the heavy power of death spread all over his body for a moment, as if he had entered the ancient thrashing of the same day. God's goblin warrior form, but this time only the left hand is strengthened. In the gaze of the big druids, a dark, huge, spooky ghost claw covered with handguards was grabbed with Tyrion's wave. sky.

The small dark red lightning was beating on the giant ghost claws manifested by the power of death, grabbing the storm shield that scattered An Su around him, and then clasping the angry An Su accurately in the palm of his hand, in the cold look of Tyrion His left hand slammed down, and the chilly ghost claws of energy grabbed An Su and smashed **** the ground of the Emerald Holy Land.

This blow is like a meteor falling to the ground, just like the earth buzzing.

"Wow"

This blow caused the four-way burst of life energy scattered in the Emerald Holy Land, and An Su, who was stunned by anger, was even more dizzy and smashed. It was not a warrior demigod that should just face the enemy. , An assassin-like demigod ran to face the high lord, wasn’t this just looking for a beat?

"Are you awake?"

At the edge of the impact-shaped concave pit, Tyrion's right hand supported the burning fierce soul in his hand, looking at An Su in the pit, who climbed up hard, he said in a deep voice:

"Open your blind eyes and see... this is not your Rukma at all!"

"Ok?"

An Su's eyes widened. Indeed, although the appearance looked exactly the same, the soul of the golden flame raven trapped in Tyrion's soul gem roared like a real beast, slamming wildly. The outer shell of the soul gem can't be seen as rational.

"This... this is not..."

"This is the trouble you caused!"

The lord looked back at the bones of Lukma, who was cooling rapidly, and said softly:

"1200 years ago, you resurrected Rukma by mistake, only revived its body, but not its soul, but the demigod body contained terrible vitality, and a frantic body was born in a body without soul. The unreasonable will of the beast... You told this story to me in person, have you forgotten it yourself?"

"But Ysera told me that the frantic consciousness has been removed!"

An Su shouted, Tyrion shrugged, and looked at the burning soul gem in his hand:

"Obviously, Ysera's removal is not complete, but this is not to blame for the poor awakener. Rukma's existence is different from all demigods. She is also the first time to contact this demigod. The creatures can be forgiven for making mistakes. After all, she is just a dragon of dreams, she is not a dragon of souls... she is not professional."

"What about Lukma?"

Ansu narrowed his body and flew out of the impact crater. It flew around Lukma's rapidly cooling black bird bone for a week, and there was a lot of worry in the dark agate-like eyes.

"It's cooling...I've never seen such a situation before. Rukma is the incarnation of the sun. It shouldn't be extinguished!"

"This is not an extinct, stupid and ignorant An Su!"

Seeing Rukma's bones become completely cold and dead, Tyrion took a decisive step back. He narrowed his eyes and said to An Su:

"It's a cycle...from death to life. According to my guess, Lukma's existence looks like a legendary phoenix. Every time it is born from the cold ashes, it is a brand new self... It’s hard to imagine how beautiful that creature should be. To be honest, Ansu, you black and ugly raven, it’s really not worth it.”

The high lord snapped his fingers, and the few druids of the Druid immediately began to guide the life energy of the Emerald Holy Land. In the breath of the seed of life, an unimaginable amount of pure vitality poured out from every angle of the platform, constantly Rushed into the cold bones of Lukmana, the sound of a giant beast swallowing water came from an invisible space, as if a certain huge consciousness was slowly rising to the surface.

"The chief culprit of Hatozhan Magpie's Nest has been removed, and the true conscious master opened his eyes..."

When the first golden-red fire fluttered over Lukmar's bones, Tyrion reached out and touched Yuna's hair, he said softly:

"Look, it's awake!"

"Wow"

Almost at the moment when Tyrion's words fell to the ground, a gorgeous golden-red light began to jump on the black skeleton of Rukma Jiao, just like the world's most brilliant craftsman spinning a peerless dress, accompanied by gold The beating of red flames and light, in the continuous supply of life energy, the "flesh" on the bones of Rukma is rapidly recovering.

Like a wildfire, in the fluttering of the golden and red flame plume of the Emerald Holy Land, on the platform where Lukema's skeleton is placed, between the beating of the flames, a beautiful and thrilling Yangyan Raven appeared There.

The four big druids of the Blighter expressed their emotions in unison, even if they were the ones who studied life energy the most, they had never seen such beautiful creatures.

"Wow!"

The little ghost sitting on Tyrion’s shoulder was shocked at this moment, and even the sugar pieces in his hand fell on the ground. Yuna’s eyes widened, and the phantom-like scene in front of her was beyond what the child could describe. To the limit, she can only utter a meaningless sigh constantly.

This is normal, because even the well-informed Tyrion does not know how to describe the real resurrection of Rukma.

In the world of Draenor, the crows respectfully call Rukma the "sun spirit". In the myth of the crows, Rukma is the symbol of the sun. This description is not exaggerated. At this moment, in this emerald On the large platform of the Holy Land, the sleeping Rukma huddled quietly in the wings of flames that he spread out. Each feather on the wings composed of golden red flames was clearly visible, but it was on each feather. They are all rippling with the flames of burning flames.

Its head is similar to Ansu with 7 points, both in the form of the raven in the world of Draenor, but above the burning feathers of Rukmana, 9 feathers that are beating in the air and composed entirely of golden red firelight Fluctuating like real feathers, the flame remaining in the air brought up a golden shadow, and behind it was a flame tail feather that was more fluffy than Ansu's large tail feathers, which is not a demigod in the traditional sense. ...This is the perfect collection of life and elements.

No wonder that every time Ansu mentions Rukma, he reveals a humble self-consciousness.

According to the aesthetics of Azeroth's creatures, Ansu is definitely not ugly, but compared to Lukma in front of him, Ansu is like a ugly monster with a deformed shape picked up from a coal pile...

"Rukma... mine, my Rukma..."

Ansu missed his lover for 3,000 years. At this moment, he only needed a call to wake it up, but at this last moment, Ansu hesitated, and he took a step back in a daze. He looked back at Terry Ang, it doesn't know if it should wake it up, it's in fear... It's a fearless self-awakening, and it's an irrational beast, not its true lover.

"Counsel!"

In this regard, Tyraine commented mercilessly:

"The goddess is right in front of you, and you are asleep, you dare not go... Ansu, you have done so much for it, you should stand beside it and accompany it to see the scenery of the new world... of course, If you are unwilling to do this, let me think about it. The Legion of Dark Edge seems to lack a symbol. I think Lukma is actually quite suitable. It is very powerful and very powerful..."

"Do not!"

An Su screamed, fluttered his wings and flew towards the sleeping Rukma. The storm raven folded its wings lightly and landed beside the sleeping Rukma. It bowed its head, full of unimaginable tenderness. With a trembling voice, he gently called in Lukma's ear:

"It's time to get up...my love..."

"Uh"

Lukma, who seemed to be sleeping soundly, was awakened at this moment, and the 3000-year-old Yangyan Raven was frightened and fluttered into the sky subconsciously. However, this subconscious movement instantly It became a disaster.

The golden-red sunfire followed the flapping wings of Rukma and spurred in all directions with the sun shining. The temperature of the entire emerald sanctuary rose by at least 10° at this moment, and the newly restored grassland around the platform began again. Burning, anything that the flame summoned by Rukma touches is burned at the fastest speed, this fused elemental flame has an unimaginable burning intensity, even the big druid like the deer helmet propped up The natural enchantment is burned through quickly.

Tyrion held the screaming Yuna in her arms, and quickly retreated into the realm of death. As an undead, he instinctively hated this flame full of positive energy.

"An Su! Quiet your stupid wife!"

The lord’s cold voice echoed on the platform:

"It almost burnt my favorite clothes..."

"Trust me, you won't want to see me angry!"

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