Azeroth’s Death Track

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As the gates of two planets with distant distances among the stars, the opening of the Dark Portal is definitely not possible by the orc warlock Gul'dan alone. In fact, this planetary portal is two-way connected, that is, in While Gul'dan opened the portal, there was another guy in Azeroth who was not weaker than him assisting him.

This person is Medivh. Aegwynn.

Medivh has many titles. He is the most powerful astral mage in Azeroth, and the last guardian of civilization. Unfortunately, he died two years ago, his best friend and his In the hands of the only apprentice.

His best friend is Anduin Losa, the Marshal of this battle, and his only disciple, Khadgar...Yes, the guy who just escaped from Tyrion .

Medivh is a very complicated person. He can't describe him simply by right or wrong. About his legendary story, I will say in detail later. In short, after Medivh's death, the key of his mage Takarazan with endless secrets, There is a 90% chance that Khadgar falls into the hands.

This is why Tyrion spent several months in the Death Knights before he waited for this war. He knew that Khadgar would play in this war. If he is going to enter Karazhan, then this is what he cannot miss. Opportunity.

"boom"

The four corpses have just died, and there is not much energy for death in the body. Under the guidance of Tyrion, the explosion produced swept everything within 5 meters of the two people. The disgusting flesh and bones, the splashing Everywhere.

Tyrion stood in this explosion pit. He reached out and wiped the flesh and blood debris from his shoulders. He reached out and stroked on the blade of the black epee, and finally caught a drop of blood at his fingertips. That was Card. Added blood.

He placed it under his nose and sniffed, with a grin in the corner of his mouth.

"Your blood is so unique, it will guide your position for me, Khadgar, you can't run!"

"Glockush, don't kill! Come with me!"

Tyrion turned his horse, shouted his apprentice in his mind, and was the name of the only partner. He manipulated the bridle and rushed out of the battlefield. The wizards and soldiers who tried to resist along the way were exhaled by him. The Epee fell to the ground, and their blood was also taken by Tyrion to replenish the energy of death in the body.

Behind him, Glokus. Blackhand waved a heavy steel scepter, like a crazy beast, chasing towards Tyrion, wherever he went, there was a storm of blood and blood.

The two easily killed the human position, not to say that they were strong enough to be invincible. In fact, the war has re-entered the anxious stage. The magical offensive launched by the human mage was resolved by the death knight, and the human and the orc had to Another crazy white-blade battle started.

In this case, no one would care about the two guys trying to escape from the battlefield.

On the other side, in the forest not far from the battlefield, leading to the Arathi Highlands, Khadgar rushed out of the broken space, his robe covered with blood, he lay on the ground, The robe on the left arm was torn open by the explosion, and the arm was already covered with gritty bruises and frostbite.

"That's... what a monster!"

He reached out and wiped the smelly blood stains from the corners of his mouth. The pain from his body was telling him that during the previous battle, more than one thing like the plague had entered his body. While the body was cooling down quickly, let His blood boiled strangely again.

"He is different from other black knights..."

Khadgar in his full state may not be weaker than Tyrion, or even stronger, but the problem is that the release of strategic magic makes him tired, and the death knight's attack method is too strange.

It's like an ancient hunter against a soldier armed with a shotgun. Perhaps the two are equally powerful, but you can't expect the ancient hunter to avoid the firearms and bullets he saw for the first time.

As the only disciple of the astral mage Medivh, Khadgar is absolutely inseparable from the weak.

Another reason is that in the past gaming career, Tyrion has played against the indigenous mage more than once. For example, Khadgar has a class and has little combat experience. The academic mage, Tyrion is closed Everyone knows how they fight.

Of course, if it is Khadgar 20 years later, how far Tyrion will hide, how far Khadgar has grown to the peak, just like the real monster.

"Snapped"

Khadgar propped his body with the staff in his hand. This black, engraved owl pendant, and the staff with the red ribbon, was the guardian's staff of his mentor Medivh, a powerful artifact, but Now Khadgar can't let it be recognized, nor can it use its true power.

"Kadgar! Khadgar, are you okay?"

An old voice sounded in the communication rune carried by Khadgar. The mage picked up the rune and coughed:

"Master Ansrem, I'm fine."

"Then come back soon! The Paladins of the Silver Hand helped us suppress the orc knights. We need to rearrange the circle and fight back the **** orcs!"

"Yes! I will try to get back."

He fights the spirit and suppresses the magical plague in his body with huge magic power. In this way, the teleportation is useless. He can only quickly walk out of the forest and try to find the closest human stronghold to the battlefield.

And when he rushed out of the forest, he happened to see a team rushing quickly from Arathi Highlands. It seemed like elves rangers who sent orders or supported the battlefield. There were about 40 people. The high elf stalker has a combat system.

"Hey! Rangers, take me a ride!"

Khadgar blessed himself with a loudspeaker, and he quickly rushed towards the rangers, and the rangers riding on the battlefield of Quel'dorei heard the cry for help. Their leader, a warrior wearing a long range armor, A blonde ranger made a gesture, and a group of people stopped and watched Khadgar walking towards them with vigilance.

"Human, who are you!"

Aurelia looked up and down at the embarrassed human mage, his robe was covered with disgusting blood and minced meat, and his face was old, about 50 years old, his hair was defeated, but the eyes It's almost like a young man.

"My name is Khadgar and I'm from Dalaran. I was chased by a monster from the orc. I need to go to meet my companions now. You are Rangers who support the battlefield, right?"

Khadgar said sincerely:

"Take me a ride!"

"Serrent, take him!"

Aurelia didn't want to waste time on such things, she said indifferently to the captain of the ranger around her:

"Slightly changed, kill him!"

"Observe! Captain!"

Khadgar couldn't help shrugging with this murderous command, but as a mage, he still knew about these elves, and there were indeed some of them who were not very close to humans.

Less than 5 minutes after Khadgar and the Rangers set off again, they were forced to stop.

In front of them, on the road to the battlefield, two figures wearing black armor, wearing a black helmet, and wearing a black hood, blocked their eyes.

At the moment when he saw Tyrion, Khadgar's eyes tightened. He waved his staff, but in a flash, a ball of fire rushed towards Tyrion, and the latter was hardened with the Epee Chop.

But Tyrion’s eyes did not fall on Khadgar. On the contrary, under the black helmet, the ice-blue eyes stared at the leader of the Rangers, the blonde hair, on his face and arms. A woman with blue war marks.

"Aurelia..."

Tyrion whispered her name in a voice that only he could hear. The sudden appearance of the old man made his cold thoughts fluctuate for a moment, but the next second, his eyes became cold.

In the flames of the chopped fireball, Tyrion's Epee pointed at Khadgar. He said in a hoarse voice:

"Leave down the human mage, windrunner... I don't belong to the tribe, and I have no intention of enemies with you!"

"monster!"

Khadgar turned and jumped from Ranger Serent’s battle horse. He held a staff and stood in front of the Rangers. He shouted:

"This monster followed the Dark Knight of the Horde to slaughter our mage, don't listen to him, he is the orc's running dog!"

Hearing this, Aurelia pulled the war bow behind her backhand. This action was like the order of the rangers. At the next moment, more than 40 bows and arrows blocked all the dodge space of Tyrion and Glokus.

And just before the shot of Aurelia’s arrow, the dark knight covering his face suddenly said:

"Windrunner, do you want to know the final fall of Tyrion Blade of Dawn?"

"Ok?"

Aurelia's movements stopped at this moment, her eyes fixed on the black knight in front of her, she could feel that the gloomy gloomy eyes stayed on her for a moment.

"Give me the mage, and I will tell you where Tyrion is!"

Windrunner's expression changed at this moment, but in the end, her eyes became cold.

"Sorry, but he is dead!"

"Swoosh"

The sharp arrows pierced towards Tyrion. At the next moment, the flying arrow rain surrounded Tyrion and Glokus, but the sharp arrows pierced their bodies, but there was no way to stop their movements. Tyrion Ang drove the warhorse towards the rangers, and Glokus followed.

"Blackhand, kill all the Rangers! The woman and the Captain of the Ranger...Leave it to me!"

"Tirion, don't be soft, otherwise... you will die!"

Glokush felt the hesitation of his companion, he warned Tyrion in his heart, the steel scepter in his hand was beating the luster of frost and blood runes, and a thick magic shield of death appeared before him. Just like a heavy tank, he rushed towards the scattered rangers.

On the other side, under the siege of Aurelia, Khadgar, and Serente, Tyrion also fell into a fierce battle.

"Monster! Go die!"

"boom"

Aurelia and Serente blocked Tyrion's charge with war knives and sharp arrows, and secured the casting time for Khadgar. The freed-up mage finally exploded with the terrible firepower that a mage should have.

It was only a moment later that three flying fireballs roared towards Tyrion, who wielded his epee, blocked the arrow shot by Aurelia, and reached out with the grip of death. Throwing aside, when he turned around, those three big fireballs could not escape.

"boom"

Tyrion, who was riding on the warhorse, was hit positively by three fireballs. Both he and his horse were blasted out by a violent explosion. His body rolled awkwardly on the ground for several times. Stand up from the ground.

He lowered his head, his horse, which had been resurrected by his own hand, had been torn apart in the explosion, and his dark cloak was also scorched, even with the carefully protected hair was burned.

This caused Tyrion to burst into an unacceptable rage in his heart, and death had taken away a lot of his things, and everything he left behind was the most precious asset for him.

"Swoosh"

The whistling arrow pierced towards his head to pierce the dark monster's head.

"Click"

Tyraine raised his hand, and within a few centimetres, the sharp arrow was caught in the palm of his hand, and he was broken in the next second.

His appearance was a bit embarrassed, but at this time, he tilted his head and looked at Serent who was rushing towards him, and Khadgar hiding the spell behind Aurelia. It was the anger of death, which was suppressed. The hatred towards the living finally broke out in his heart.

He let go of the hilt of his epee, his hands spread open, and the scarlet blood rune exploded in the palm of his hand.

"Your blood...it's mine!"

The hoarse voice sounded like a curse.

The forward Ranger Serendt’s imposing charge took shape in an instant. The whole person rolled on the ground, the halberd fell to the side, and the red blood spewed out along the cut in his arm. Behind Aurelia, the destructive magic that Khadgar had sang to the end was also interrupted by the sudden pain in his body.

The pale-faced mage opened his mouth, and a burst of boiling blood squirted out of his mouth. The interrupted magical singing exploded the gathered magic power, and at this moment the mage's body was lifted several meters away.

Two different kinds of blood converged into a blood cell in front of Tyrion’s eyes, and then quickly turned into a blood mist. Finally, Tyrion was inhaled into the mouth. With the supplement of blood, the death energy in his body was quickly replenished. He also received a little treatment for his wounded body.

"Well"

He opened his arms and groaned with satisfaction.

"Vampire blood... how delicious!"

Tyrion reached out and wiped the blood stains on his neck. His eyes became hungry and mad and fell on Aurelia. He extended his fingers and said softly:

"Leave! Windrunner, think about your subordinate's life, this is your last chance to look back..."

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