Azeroth’s Death Track

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The Lord of the Lord still made a little mistake in the estimation of the Guardian Dragon King.

Ysera awakened faster than he thought. In the dark temple hidden above the high-altitude clouds, while traveling fast over the Northrend land, the green dragon queen opened her eyes in the darkness.

pain!

This was the first perception that poured into Ysera’s mind, and there was no bone in the whole body. It was like being trampled by hundreds of mammoths, especially those who were burned by the fire of evil energy. The wound made the powerful Ysera groan.

cold!

This is the second sense that floods her mind. The place where she is is like a real ice cave. The cold that penetrates into the bone marrow pours into her skin from various places, and even has a feeling of freezing the bone marrow. .

And this cold is not a pure cold. As the guardian of the dragon king, her strong body has determined that the ordinary cold can't hurt her at all. This cold is more precisely an extreme rule affecting her own power. .

The most important thing is that Ysera finds herself unable to transform... There is a special force that fits into her body like a nail, forcibly maintaining her in human form, Ysera tries to awaken the dream She could feel that she had not been stripped of the power of dreams, but now she was so weak that she could not break away from the shackles under the restraint of that cold power.

Ysera struggled to get up from the stone bed. She tried to clear her confusion. The last scene in her memory was the shield of dream power and the protection of natural energy. The terrifying war dragon In the scene of a blow through the hole, she only remembered that she kept rolling in the air and finally fell on the ground, and then she was enveloped by endless darkness.

Wait, wrong!

Ysera narrowed her eyes, and she suddenly thought that at the moment when she fell into the earth, when she finally looked at the sky, she seemed to see a dark palace suspended in the air, and a curiosity standing on the edge of the fall pit. Looked at her... elves!

A strange elf!

"Are you awake?"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in the darkness beside Ysera, waking up the Queen of Green Dragons from that long-term thinking, she turned around and saw that she was standing aside as a crow, looking at her Ansu curiously .

Although the relationship between the Green Dragon Queen and this foreign wild demigod can only be said to be average, but in this strange environment in front of you, it is really good to see an acquaintance.

"Ansu! Where is this?"

"I've been here all the time, this is the dark temple of Tyraion, the base camp of the Blade of Legion."

The crow-shaped Ansu twisted his head and pecked at his feathers, then asked Ysera in reply:

"I'm more curious, Ysera, you are the Queen of Dreams, and you control the entire Emerald Dream. Why are you here? And, so embarrassed?"

"I met a villain... wait, you said this is the place of the Dark Blades?"

Ysera's eyes immediately became sharp, and she stared at An Su as the Queen of Dreams:

"You really colluded with death! I knew that you guys are not honest! The reason why the demigods suddenly became uncooperative, is it also about you? Tell me!"

"Om"

An Su hadn't spoken yet, a scorching halo of light shining in the dark room, the extreme scorching caused the weak Ysera to raise her hand, blocking her eyes, while After the flashing light dissipated, Ysera saw standing next to An Su in the lit room, the same shrunken body, but as beautiful as the burning sun spirit. Ravens are like real crafts.

"Rukma!"

Ysera exclaimed:

"When did you resurrect?"

"I should have been resurrected a long time...Unfortunately, you stupid girl with poor skills has made me suffer for many years."

Rukma made the same voice as Queen Sister, she was moving wings like the wings of the sun, turning her head and said to An Su:

"Go! Keep at the door, don't let others disturb me!"

An Su looked at his girlfriend, who was about to grow, with some fear, and said softly:

"Don't overdo it...Tyrian will ask her something later."

"Ok?"

Rukma turned his head and glanced at An Su. The calm gaze made An Su tremble, no more talk, fluttered his wings and flew out of the door.

"Snapped"

The door of the room was completely closed at this moment, and in front of Ysera, the Rukma in the form of a raven lit a golden-red flame. In that gorgeous fire, it quickly became a perfect female crow. The human image is 7 points similar to Rex, the crow queen in the world of Draenor.

She was covered with all kinds of emblems, decorations and perfect gems symbolizing the sun and the light. This female crow in a gorgeous golden battle skirt moved her wrists and shoulders, just like complaining, to the weak Ysera :

"You see, the disadvantage of a weak boyfriend is that I must maintain the form of a raven all the time, pretending I can't change shape, so that it can stimulate its fragile heart, sometimes it is really annoying.. ."

Lukma clenched her fist like a paw, then loosened it again, sliding slowly on Ysera's cheek, with a weird smile on her face:

"I heard that when An Su entered the Emerald Dream, did you feel sorry for it? You bullied my boyfriend, right? Queen of Dreams...I heard that you are still able to fight?"

"what are you going to do?"

Ysera, who was trapped in her whole body of dreams, looked at the nearby Rukma. She instinctively sensed an undisguised maliciousness. She curled up on the bed, exuding a dangerous violent breath to the whole body in front of her. Ms. Yang Yan screamed:

"Don't come over!"

"Don't worry, little cute... this will end soon, I just want to... move your hands and feet, and your self-healing ability is very strong, it looks like it can keep me playing for a long time."

"what!"

A scream came from the house, and An Sudun, who was guarding the door, shuddered a moment, so that he couldn't help vomiting in his heart. Maybe there was some mistake in the resurrection of Rukma by Tyrion, maybe it was that The consciousness of the beast still affects his own Rukma, otherwise, why does it appear to be so violent after waking up this time?

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"How did you make it look like this?"

Thirty minutes later, on the large platform at the top of the Dark Temple, Tyrion, who was playing with several daughters, frowned and looked at Ysera, who was disheveled in front of her.

This already weak Queen of Green Dragons was like being thrown into the magma and then fished out. Her green leather armor was covered with burnt black burns, and some of her exposed purple skin also looked There are painful claw marks, scattered hair, and even the white dragon horns have been burned by flames.

If the former Ysera was a deep girl with a lot of gestures, the Ysera is the same as the crazy girl who fought and lost in the street.

Seeing Terion's curious gaze, Ysera couldn't help but sniffed her nose, and the bruises punched by her fist on the edge of her left eye made her look even more embarrassed.

"She had a fight with Rukma! She also lost."

The little ghost Yuna, who was riding behind the lazy soul herd deer Alzeus, smiled secretly and said to Dornan:

"I just heard her screaming and was chased and beaten by the mad woman Rukma in the house, and finally hanged up and smoked, as I told you, Rukma is very powerful!"

"Rukma is beautiful."

Dornan, who was holding a beautiful white bird, trying to dress the bird, flicked his tail and said to Yuna:

"Just like the Phoenix, it flies like the sun, and it will fly backwards!"

After living in the dark temple for so many years, the little girl grew up. Thanks to the strong physical quality of the draenei, Yuna began to develop in just 2 years, and 17-year-old **** Sha is as tall, and judging by Yrel’s height, Yuna may eventually become the tallest of these children.

"I don't think we should stay here..."

Vanessa, who had become a high-level assassin, looked around, then carefully picked up the black cat-like leopard at his feet and took Dornan's hand:

"Let's go, Tyrion seems to have something important to tell the lady, let's go and play with Tyria, and let her take a look at these little cute...

Vanessa stroked the head of the little black panther in her arms and spoiled her face:

"She will definitely be jealous of us."

"But Dad said that if the soul bear was captured today, it would be given to Talia to raise... so she will also have a pet."

"Will Anduin be there? There are also nasty Sarantia. I don't like her. She is just a goblin and only likes to play with Anduin!"

"It's not easy to say hey, but it is said that there are still two demigods who have not given us soul fragments.

The girls chirped away from the top platform. Tyrion looked at the back of his daughters. He sighed tiredly, and then sat on the stairs leading to the throne above the large platform easily. He lit himself. A cigar made specially by the undeads, between the clouds and the clouds, he focused his attention on the queen of green dragons in front of him.

In just a few minutes, the scars on her body have disappeared a lot, and the healing effect of the dream force is truly amazing.

"It's so tiring to raise children, but even if I am an undead soul, when I get along with these children, I will feel the peace of the soul..."

Tyrion spit out a smoke ring, and he looked at Ysera:

"Why? Great wakers came to my palace and were they going to stay silent like this? This should be our first meeting, right?"

However, the awakener does not care what the big lord in front of him wants to get from her. She is more concerned about the girls who follow... "pets".

"Those...those are..."

Ysera's voice was a little trembling. She had lived with the soul of the wild **** for ten thousand years. She was familiar with the breath of the spirits of those beasts. She used a look that included anger, pain and self-blame. Staring at Tyrion:

"How can you be so humiliating..."

"Oh, you said those."

The Lord Lord waved his hand carelessly:

"It’s just some little things catalyzed by the souls of demigods. They are still not combatable, so let’s make pets for the children first. After all, their mothers and I are very busy and don’t have much time to play with their children. Compensate them in this way, these are good children."

"But that's a demigod! It's a wild demigod!"

Ysera screamed:

"They should be on the battlefield! The world should be maintained! It should...not be treated as a pet!"

"Oh?"

Tyrion's eyes became cold:

"In my case, they are pets! How... do you have an opinion?"

"Oh!"

A chirp of a chick sounded in this empty hall. In Ysera's shocked eyes, a small Yangyan raven, very similar to Rukma, appeared in the flames and stood on Terion's shoulder. The fledgling seems to have just hatched and is still very young, but its golden-red feathers and fluttering golden flame feathers have already represented its extraordinary.

The little raven was intimately attached to Tyrion's ear, and the childish tweet, Tyrion took out a soul stone and placed it in front of the little raven's eyes, just like feeding a pet.

"Look, not only children, but I actually have such pets..."

Tyrion refocused his attention on the awake:

"I call it Eiffel Tower, it sounds good, right?"

"What are you going to do when you arrive!"

Ysera clenched her fists, and everything she saw in these few minutes challenged her bottom line as the Queen of Green Dragons, the guardian of dreams. She could probably guess the real strength of the big lord in front of her, but in this matter On the bottom line, Ysera did not intend to give in. She yelled loudly:

"What are you going to do to collect these demigod spirits!"

Faced with Ysera's anger, Tyrion was very calm. He patted the little raven's head on his shoulder. The latter flapped his wings and abolished the dark temple. It turned into a flame in the air and disappeared quickly. Skyrim.

"I heard that with Ansu and Rukma, there are 15 wild demigods representing the extreme embodiment of life in the entire Azeroth world..."

The lord raised his head, and a white smoke wafted over his head, blurring his face, and he said slowly:

"Since there are 15 wild demi-gods guarding the life side, then death... can't there be a symbol of your own?

"Since there are 15 demigods of life..."

"Then there must be 15 equal demigods of death..."

The Lord Lord looked at the Green Dragon Queen who was trembling because of his speech. A soft smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He said softly:

"Isn't this natural, and it's a good match for life and death?"

"But Azeroth has no **** demigod of death! You madman!"

Ysera shouted out of control:

"What you chase arrogantly is just an illusion that will never be realized!"

Facing this dragon king's anger, Tyrion shook his head in disappointment:

"It really did not, because no one could speak for death before, but Ysera, today, I am here to tell you a truth."

"I will create the demigods of death with my own hands, and I will personally show the eternity and withering of death, and use this to warn the world! Just like I am transforming this world little by little... you will see, then, You will accept it, you will accept the death on the other side of the balance, it is as heavy as the life you are guarding!"

"And you must accept it!"

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