Azeroth’s Death Track

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In Tyrian’s memory, the death knight class in the game system has blood specialization. They can skillfully draw blood from the enemy’s body to supplement their vitality, or inject blood disease into the enemy’s body to greatly weaken the opponent. .

The death knights’ control of blood is undoubtedly top-notch, and their varied blood skills have not been "replicated" by Tyrion in their own way, not only specializing in blood, but specializing in killing frost. The essence, and the evil specialization that specializes in summoning, and 90% of the skills have not been copied, but Rao is so, relying on a few things he currently masters, it is enough to create a terrible kill in the battle.

In Khadgar’s previous body explosion, Tyrion injected his inferior blood blight into the mage’s body, so Khadgar would feel the blood boiling, and the same inferior frost blight, so The mage will have frostbite on his body.

And Tyrion detonated the blood blight in Khadgar's blood vessels with his ability to draw blood. Although the terrible effect is much worse than the original version, Khadgar used to check and balance the current stage is absolutely sufficient.

As for drawing blood, this is the instinct of the blood elves of Sahrain, just like the instincts of the high elves of Quel'Thalas to manipulate the magic, they hardly need to learn.

"Your subordinates are being slaughtered! It's time to turn around, Windrunner!"

Tyrion’s hand pulled out the epee, which was inserted on the ground, and the finger of the other hand ticked, and Ranger Serente, who was lying at his feet, gave a more painful moan, and more blood was drawn from his body. , In front of Tyraine gathered into another crystal blood cell.

In the distance of his vision, Glokush was waving his scepter and harvesting the lives of those strange strangers. The scepter of the black hand was engraved with the blood-draining rune by Tyrion Seal, and every killing of an enemy would use blood for Black hand treatment, combined with Glokush's divine power and the grip of death that he just learned so hard, ordinary rangers can't pull the distance in front of him.

"All I want is the mage! This has nothing to do with you!"

This sentence caused Aurelia's silver teeth to be crushed. She felt the threat of Tyrion and Glokus. She threw the war bow in her hand and pulled out the Sasdora behind her back. When he saw the war bow, Tyrion's eyes narrowed.

Of course he knew this treasure of the windrunner family, this strange and powerful magic bow has the ability to threaten his life!

"Uh"

The grip of death was thrown from the palm of his hand, and Serent under his feet was caught in his palm. The frosted blade touched the ranger's neck, and Tyrion's hoarse voice sounded at this moment:

"Unfortunately, you made a wrong choice, Windrunner."

"Come on! Let your arrow pierce your fellow men, and then pierce my body...Friendship hints that he will die, and I will not!"

"Leave me alone! Captain, kill him!"

Serent struggled hard in Tyrion's hands. The pain of losing blood made him pale and his body twitched. He shouted:

"Don't forget why you came to this battlefield! Revenge Tyrion! By the way, revenge me!"

After talking, the captain of the Ranger wiped his neck towards Terion’s blade, intending to actively seek death to completely relieve Aurelia’s hesitation, but at the next moment, Terion’s cold blade pulled him away His body was replaced by a fist that hit him on the neck.

"boom"

The unconscious Serent was thrown at the foot of Tyrion. The death knight didn't know why he made this stupid choice. Probably... presumably his memory still tortured him.

"Shoot swoosh"

When Serent slipped from Tyrion’s palm, Sasdora’s bow rang, and three black magic arrows shot from Aurelia’s fingertips, at a distance of less than 15 meters. This arrow has almost no time to float. The first two were blocked by Tyrion’s death shield, and the last one pierced the shield and penetrated his dead body.

"boom"

The power of the magic arrow exploded in his chest, tearing the black armor and tearing flesh and blood. If it was a living person, this one was enough to kill him, but he was already dead and struck by the magic arrow. His body rolled on the ground for a few weeks. He supported the ground with his left hand and his legs pressed hard.

"boom"

The mud at the feet of the death knight turned, and the dark red energy covered his chest, filling his wounds, and he himself rushed towards Aurelia with a sword.

"Hey!"

The epee, wrapped in cold air, slammed down, so that the soil that was flying over the ground was frozen for a moment, but the blow was avoided by Aurelia between the gaps, the tip of the Ranger Ranger Pointing at the ground, as if there was no weight, retreating quickly towards the rear, the death knight entwined with dark energy all over the body was chasing.

"Pappa"

Between the retreat, the Windrunner’s eldest daughter dodged the bow of Tyraion’s sword while pulling away the bowstring. In just a few seconds, three sharp arrows were fired, but all of them were tolerated by Tyraine. Unbelievable dodge.

It's like... It's like Tyrion fully anticipates her attack rhythm.

This changed Aurelia's complexion.

"who are you!"

Her feet stomped on the ground, the whole body rolled back lightly for several weeks, and fell lightly on the ground at the rear, her fingers were shaking, and she pulled apart Sasdora many times in a short time. For her now, it is a heavy burden.

"boom"

Tyrion’s Epee is on the ground, no longer chasing Aurelia, his fingers are stroking on the scar on his chest, and with the help of the blood he has just absorbed, his wound has been restored, looking at the hand holding the war bow Windrunner, he made a husky laugh:

"Windrunner, you can only say that your attack is still the same old."

This sentence caused Aurelia to raise her eyebrows. She raised Sasdora again:

"It's not over yet!"

"No! It's over!"

Tyrion's lowered finger ticked, and Aurelia immediately felt the strange energy fluctuations behind her. Under her feet, the body of a Ranger who had been smashed by Glokush's head was shaking abnormally.

"boom"

The faint death energy exploded, and even the corpse flew in an instant. This explosion could not hurt the body of the windrunner, but it was enough to interrupt her rhythm of attack. After the subconscious dodge was completed, it reflected It was the sharp sword that Tyrion cut off quickly.

It's like a slashed death sickle.

Frost was overflowing, and the moment the blade touched Aurelia's neck, Tyrion's ice-blue eyes flicked, and his wrist flipped in an instant.

"boom"

Aurelia's body was shaken with a severe blow to the head, and finally fell to the ground, and was reached by the death knight again.

On the battlefield of flesh and blood, Tyrion hugged his former girl. His eyes were a little confused. The active change, so sudden, came like a subconscious instinct.

Even after death, the body still seemed stubborn and did not want to hurt her.

"boom"

The Epee pierced the ground again, bringing up the turned dirt.

Tyrion stretched out his fingers with steel armor and tried to touch Aurelia's cheek, but at the moment he was about to approach, he retracted his fingers like an electric shock, as if afraid of hurting her.

Death has taken away almost everything he left, and everything left to him is so precious, the special emotion that rolls in the heart of death, is this love?

Maybe not, after all, he has no heart...

The contradiction of thinking rushed back and forth in his mind, making him rare to hesitate. After the death of the newborn, no matter who he faced, he had never hesitated like that. The kind of thinking that burst out of his mind made him a little confused. The emotion that only belongs to the living person burst into the mind so fiercely for the first time after death.

It made him feel cramped, and made him feel a little panicked. He even wanted to throw away the girl in his arms and turned around and left, but in the end, he suppressed his inner instinct and forced himself to stop looking at her face.

He thought that death had taken away this memory. In fact, it still slept in the deepest part of the cold thought.

"Fur..."

Tyrion, who hadn't breathed for a long time, sighed. He tore off his remaining cloak and wiped off a little bit of flesh and blood on Aurelia's face. He held the ranger's body and walked to his death with his eyes closed. Khadgar's side.

He looked at the pale-faced mage under his feet, a flash of murderous intention flashed in the ice-blue eyes, but in the end he stepped on the mage's frostbite's arm with cold and sharp boots, and with this pain, he was on the verge of coma. Khadgar awakened.

"bass"

The cold blade touched Khadgar's neck. The mage raised his head and saw the unfeeling ice-blue eyes. At the next moment, he closed his eyes, outside the mage's temperament. , And a stubborn stubbornness:

"Kill me, you never want to get what you want!"

"Maybe I didn't make it clear before, Karazhan has at least 7 keys!"

Tyrion bent over to grab Khadgar's collar and lowered his voice:

"And I only need one of them!"

This sentence changed Khadgar's face. He broke free from Tyrion's shackles and looked at Tyrion with a monster-like look. He screamed:

"How do you know this! This is the real secret of Karazhan! I spent 3 years with my mentor before I knew these 7 keys! Who the **** are you!"

"Who am I has nothing to do with you! I am not interested in the obscure books of Karazhan!"

Tyrion's blade made a gesture on Khadgar's neck:

"I want the key to the tomb! That is the outside area of ​​Karazhan, and it will not affect Medivh's dark secret. Give it to me, and then you can go!"

"Aren't you going to kill me?"

Khadgar looked at the eyes with cold, dead, silent, and cruel, but there was only one point of killing, which made him a little incomprehensible. Facing his problems, Tyrion’s interest Obviously not high:

"I never planned to kill you, killing you here is not good for me!"

"Tirion! The blood demon is here, no matter what you want to do, come to an end!"

Glokush's voice rang in Tyrion's heart. The death knight dragged Khadgar off the ground and threw Aurelia in his arms, unconscious. Shen Sheng said:

"If you still want to know where Garona went! Just give me the key and take her away!"

"Garona! You also know Garona!"

Khadgar’s eyes became more and more weird, but in the end, he reached out and threw a purple spar to Tyrion. The next moment, the light of teleportation lighted up on the battlefield. After the mage and ranger disappeared, he 'S voice faintly entered Tyrion's ears:

"The next time I meet! I want to know Garona's location... Even if you have the key, there is no secret word, don't you want to enter Karazhan's tomb! Don't find me, I will find your mysterious knight."

"Puff puff"

The three arrows belonging to Aurelia were thrust into the chest by Tyrion. He was like a serious injury, half kneeling on the ground, and the next second, the Skeleton Warrior of Taron. Blood Demon rushed into the battlefield.

"Tirion. Blade of Dawn! You let him run!"

"boom"

The blood devil's scepter accompanied his anger, hitting Tyrion's body, but was blocked in the air by the frost-covered sword, and the two forces collided with death energy and the magical magic power of the warlock. They all collided in the air, and finally, Tyrion stepped back a few steps before the power was eliminated.

He raised his head, and the ice-blue eyes looked at the blood demon in front of him without fear. He grunted:

"What about you? Gorefiend... The wounds on you can't hide me, have you won? The same loser, where do you come from to scold me?"

He spread his arms, and behind him, covered with the body of the Ranger, he said in a deep voice:

"At least I have killed so many..."

The blood demon's eyes circulated around the bodies of the tragic elf rangers. These were the real compatriots of Tyrion. Seeing Tyrion could kill them, this is enough to prove that the death knight is in this regard. loyalty.

But this does not make the suspicious blood demon completely relieved. At the next moment, his eyes fell on the last alive elf. He steered the war horse to the unconscious Serent. Firewing. He gave a husky laugh. :

"Oh, a cruel butcher, being so ruthless to your fellow countrymen, you are beyond my expectation... but why is there another one? Is it a former friend? You can't fight, right?"

The blood demon raised his head and glanced at Tyrion with the dove's eyes. The scepter in his hand raised high:

"Then let me help you!"

"boom"

A corrosive entanglement of death struck the scepter waved by the blood demon, Tyrion raised his epee, and strode toward Serent. He said in a deep voice:

"I'm coming by myself! You don't need to bother! I would also like to say, how long do we have to continue this **** temptation game? Gorefiend...you are really naive in this respect!"

"kill him!"

The blood demon manipulated the skeleton horse and took two steps back. He reached out and made a "please" gesture:

"Kill him personally, I will believe you!"

Tyrion did not answer. He squatted down and reached out to remove his face shield. His cold fingers slid on Serent's neck, waking the seriously injured Ranger Captain. Serent opened his eyes and saw the thinness and haze in front of him. Face, the familiar face and the completely strange eyes, the completely strange look.

"Cough...Terion... actually...it's you!"

"I am not me anymore."

Tyrion said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Serrent, I'm sorry, I crossed the gate of death... I lost a lot."

"We...the vows of revenge we have sent...just a joke, then...then kill me!"

This desperate and sad answer made Tyrion's eyes sway, but it didn't matter.

"Click"

Serent's eyes dimmed at this moment, his neck was severed by Tyrion in a moment, and there was almost no pain in his death. His body was lifted by Tyrion, carried on his shoulders, and his friend was killed by himself. The death knight looked back at the blood demon. The latter snorted, turned the horse's head, and turned to leave the flesh and blood killing field.

"Sleep, sleep...Serrent."

Tyrion’s fingers flicked Serent’s round eyes, and he said in a low, hoarse voice:

"After waking up, you will find a dark...new world!"

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