Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Wow"

The last orc who still wanted to resist was kicked off the boat by Glokus. On the deck behind him, there were already corpses everywhere. The epidemic of death spread wildly on this boat. No one could be like this Live in confusion.

He raised his head. On the other side of his eyes, the **** fire summoned by Gul'dan had completely burned another ship. The brainless stone demon roared at them, but it could not fly, and could only follow the ship. The lighted boat sank into the sea.

The contact between the hot magic fire and the icy sea water caused the sea surface to rise up more densely, with a nausea and sulfurous steam, like a thick fog, almost completely covering the surrounding sea surface.

"Gul'dan is not on these two ships."

He turned back to Tyrion and said the latter's gloomy face:

"It seems that we are not very good, but it doesn't matter, he thought we didn't know where he was going, in fact we are very clear."

The death knight reached out and patted the **** side of the ship. Behind him, the members of the Dark Blade Knights were cleaning the battlefield. Tyrion said softly:

"Zombie dragons and griffins can't carry us across the sea. The next time will be spent on the ship. The question now is, will anyone of us drive?"

Glokush shook his head. The orcs didn't like water. Even in the world of Draenor, they rarely took a boat.

Serent and Luminas shrugged. The high elves had their own fleet, but most of those warships were driven by magic. For this old-fashioned human ship, they had never been in contact.

Dark mage and half-finished product Saline Seven. Yanyan pulled his mage hat and coughed a little:

"I have read some stories describing human pirates, some of them tell me how to manipulate the ship, I think I can make it move, but to be honest, I don't think we can rely on this knowledge to cross the sea. "

Behind him, the young dark mage Altum flicked his fingers, frozen the surrounding corpses with ice, and then directed the dark rangers to throw the corpses into the sea. This young man has been silent since his resurrection. Silence itself is the best answer to Tyrion’s question.

The death knight suddenly had a headache. He looked back at the mist in the sky behind him:

"Then it seems that before chasing, we have to find a reassuring captain."

A moment later, Tyrion took Roglio and rode a bone-griffed griffin on the wetland port. The orc’s secret port had been completely destroyed by the demon summoned before Gul'dan left, and remained here The orcs of the Black-toothed Scarlet Clan have disappeared, leaving only the desolate ruins and smoked corpses.

Two death knights fell in this ruin. Tyrion looked around and said to Roger:

"Separately, look for those souls with intense mood swings. Such souls are more likely to be called."

Roglio, who changed his armor, nodded. This mighty general’s armor was his spoils. It was from the killed Blackmore Major General. The old elf dyed the broken armor black with his own hands, and then he decayed his body. Installed in it, and started a new life with a full-cover helmet.

He followed Tyrion to learn how to use the energy of death. His own silence represented that he was still slowly adapting to the life of the dead.

"Click, click, click"

Between the collision of the armor, Roglio carrying the epee walked into the ruins, and Tyrion walked in the other direction.

He only needs to close his eyes to feel the broken souls beating on the surrounding corpses, which are fragments of some souls. In the world of Azeroth, the soul of the creature will be pulled into another half-plane **** after death. In the abyss, that place is also known as the Kingdom of Shadows, Shadow Realm, etc., like **** in the traditional sense.

"Ok?"

As he walked past the destroyed trestle of the pier, Tyrion's footsteps stopped. He looked at his feet with some doubt. It was a small corpse, which looked like a city goblin. This height was only 1.5 Mi's creatures are not at all conspicuous in this ruin, but Tyrion feels a crazy soul from this small body.

It was screaming unwillingly, cursing insanely, because of the deep resentment, it did not even want to enter the abyss of the underworld, but stayed in this ruin.

"This is a rare situation..."

Tyrion squatted down and stretched his hand against the goblin corpse under his feet. The energy of death spewed out of the palm of his hand. After a while, the trembling body shook up, and the soul that was entrenched in the place also quickly accepted the call. .

It only took less than 3 minutes for the goblins to reopen their eyes. This is probably the fastest sign of all the psychic rituals performed by Tyrion... well, it should not be a knight.

Tyrion Moo held his chin and looked at the goblin crawling from the ground. He refused to include this city creature in the organization of the Dark Blade Knights...it would be a good servant, but it would not become knight.

"Am I alive again?"

Buddy Moore stretched out his hands and flicked back and forth in front of his eyes. The goblin's funny face showed a big smile. He jumped in place and confirmed his resurrection. He opened his arms. , Cheered with a hoarse voice.

"Gul'dan! You owe me the money, I will get it back myself! I swear!"

"No one can escape with impunity after owing the goblin debt!"

After hearing the shouting of the cheering goblin, Tyrion reached out and pressed his forehead, and shook his head unbearably.

He knew the obsession of this goblin... but after experiencing the resurrection of the dead, but only for money? This is probably the lowest-ranked guy among all the dead who were resurrected by Tyrion.

It's just... shameful!

After 20 minutes, the broken sail was mended in a clumsy way, and the quietly stopped boat in the mist started again.

The dead goblin Buddy Moore stood on the tail tower, maneuvering the rudder, as a senior business man of the Hot Sands Consortium, driving a boat was one of his basic skills, but this guy inherited the noisy and noisy goblin, even After death, this instinct has not been erased.

"Lazy guys, move! We should do business!"

He shouted to the resurrected troll sailors on the deck in a hoarse voice: "Let it go quickly! There is nothing to stop the goblins from collecting debts! Not just the 50,000 gold coins of this fleet! And the bus The mental loss of Di’s death, yes, I want to increase the debt! At least 100,000 gold coins! No no no, 200,000! Yes! 200,000!"

"Gosh! The evil orc Gul'dan owes me 200,000 gold coins! He is so evil, it's unbearable, hurry! Let's chase him!"

No one answered the roar of the dead goblin. The sailors were only resurrected. But even so, the goblin yelled. This kind of noisy that was incompatible with death made Luminas very dissatisfied.

"boom"

A wine bottle hit the goblin's feet, and sharp debris flew everywhere.

"Shut up! Drive your boat with peace of mind! You are too noisy! Miscellaneous!"

The elder elder sister sitting on the ship's side roared towards the goblin, which made Buddy Moore shrunk his head sharply. He also inherited another feature of the goblin besides greed, that is timid, very timid small.

"Yes! I heard it, ma'am, I swear, I will be quiet, like the wind blowing over the sea, there is no sound at all, I swear, I will..."

"bass"

Luminas's sword was unsheathed from the waist, and this made Buddy Moore cover his mouth violently, and stopped talking.

"It takes about 5-7 days to sail from here to the Broken Islands."

Tyrion was sitting in the captain's room. All members except Luminas were sitting on the side, looking at the rough map he had drawn. In the center of the map, a red arrow was very obvious.

"Gul'dan thought he dumped us, which is good, we will count."

Tyrion sat in the captain's chair, rubbing his chin:

"We have an advantage. The dead don't need to rest. Buddy Moore assured me that we only need 4 days to get there. We set up ambush there to welcome our old friends."

"I'm more curious about what he is going to do there?"

Dark Mage Seven is a wise man in the Knights of Dark Blade. His mind is full of knowledge of the Quel'Thalas Library. His fingers move back and forth on Tyrion's map and his blood-red eyes flash. After a trace of deep curiosity.

"It's very close to the maelstrom, it is said that it was where the well of eternity once was, but it was completely destroyed in the Big Bang 10,000 years ago, according to the diaries of King Daslemah, it has become A wild land, what's there? What can attract Gul'dan so crazy and desperate?"

"There is the power he needs."

Tyrion's fingers crossed, and a moment later, he explained softly:

"That's a secret in history. Over 800 years ago, Aegwynn, the last guardian of the human mage organization Tirisfal parliament, fought side by side with the dragons in the dragon bone wilderness, killing trying to enter this secretly. The dark king of the world, you should have heard its name, Sargeras!"

Dark Master Severn's fingers shuddered, and he looked up, a flash of shock flashed in his red eyes:

"The army invaded Azeroth ten thousand years ago, which directly led to the destruction of the elven empire and the explosion of the Well of Eternity, the culprit of the world's collapse, the terrible demon lord Sargeras, if it is really, I don't believe it Every human mage can kill it! I know the guardian of the Tirisfal parliament, her power is indeed strong, but it is not yet strong enough to rival the elves of the ancient elves!"

The old mage's fists were clenched.

"Even Queen Azshara 10,000 years ago, the unprecedented strongest mage is not Sargeras' opponent!"

"Of course not the body of the Dark King!"

Tyrion snorted:

"It's just that a consciousness with less than one ten thousandth of the power comes. In short, Aegwynn converged the body of the Dark Lord. She felt panic for the power of the demon lord. In order to protect her poor world, she decided to make it Sealed, she chose the wreckage of the explosion of the Well of Eternity that year, that is, the Broken Isles, she sealed it in an ancient elf temple, and then sank it to the bottom of the sea."

"What Gul'dan wanted was the body of the demon lord. He thought that thing would help him become a god, and even betrayed his lord. Hehe, a fool! He thought he could hide everything he did. The great demons who peer into this world?"

The death knight narrowed his eyes:

"Even if we don't come, he will die, but why should he die in the hands of the demon? That kind of death method is cheaper for him! We will draw his soul and make him suffer endless pain! Only then To make him pay for everything he has done in the past!"

"No one can get away with it after hurting us...and there is something else we must get, something that can distort fate!"

"If so, then everything can be explained clearly, but I am more curious...Tirion, how do you know all this?"

Dark Mage Seven touched his beard, he looked at the death knight:

"You also said, this is a secret hidden by the years, I want to know, where did you see it?"

Faced with this question, Tyrion smiled mysteriously, he said softly:

"In the illusion of death, I saw everything! Seven, I saw how unfair fate is, how bad it is, I came for it!"

"boom"

The door of the captain's room was pushed open, and the panicked goblin Buddy rushed in. His hands were interlaced, and his green face made no fear of his fear:

"Orcs! Those orcs follow us! God, they are fierce!"

"Huh? Is the orc of the black-toothed grinning clan?"

Tyrion shook his hand carelessly, throwing the map in his hand to the death goblin:

"You send them this thing, tell them that we are a gang, and this is the destination of Gul'dan, and then let them hurry up! Use your own life to delay Gul'dan's footsteps, give us Leave enough preparation time."

A glint flashed in the death knight's eyes:

"Since it is the cannon fodder delivered to the door, it is a pity not to use it well."

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