Azeroth’s Death Track

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Gugal's power at the critical moment surprised Gul'dan. This is a power he has never seen before. It is more chaotic and mysterious than the evil energy he possesses. It is full of an indescribable evil. It is flesh and blood. The symphony of the soul, the feeling of corrupting everything, made Gul'dan shudder a bit. This thing looked much more dangerous than dealing with demons.

And this guy Gujar seems to hide a lot of things. He apparently pretended not to have seen the Naga before, but at this time he can call the Naga in the dark sea to help the battle, which obviously means that the ogre has been deceiving Gul. Dan, the soul of the warlock feels very uncomfortable, and no one likes to be deceived, especially his vigilant guy.

In the Naga's guard, the ogres took Gul'dan's soul and fought back and forth, and finally followed the collapsed palace tunnel to a dark and wet crypt below the temple. The sites occupied by the naga, deep in the crypt, are tunnels straight into the deep sea. When the temple is sunk to the bottom of the sea, there should be more naga gathered here, but at this time the temple is floating, which is equivalent to blocking The reinforcements of the Naga.

Gujar sat cross-legged next to the seabed pearls decorated by the Naga in this crypt. These large pearls glowed with fluorescence in the dark and seemed to have a special beauty.

He placed the soul stone in his hand and placed it in front of his eyes. At this time, Gujar no longer covered himself with that kind of humble expression. His three eyes were filled with a strange light, and he strengthened his hand. Thug of Sargeras threw it aside, this action silenced the orc souls in the Soul Stone.

"Aren't you going to say something? Gul'dan. (Let's talk, we and the host are listening!)"

Gujar asked, only a moment later, Gul'dan's voice rang in this damp crypt:

"Who is your master... who? When did you obey it? How many things did you hide from me?"

There is an unabashed hostility in his voice. Obviously, he just got away from the failure, which made Gul'dan's plans float. No one will be in a good mood at this moment.

In the face of Gul'dan's hostility, Gugal smiled indifferently, with ridicule and contempt on his two stations.

"The master's taboo can't be said here! (You just need to know that their power is endless, and they are all around you!)"

"they?"

Gul'dan grunted: "More than one?"

"Of course, there are 4! (or 5...)"

Gujar scratched his head, his eyes blinked, watching Gul'dan suspicious, so he began to introduce his master to the orc warlock:

"As early as in the world of Draenor, when I just became your apprentice and was assigned to destroy the tomb of the orc ancestors in Voshugu in Nagrand, I felt the breath of the master's existence! (That was dying, being A corrupted Naru, that is a masterpiece of the power behind the master!)"

"The moment I followed the tribe into Azeroth! (I heard the whisper of the master, it was calling me! It generously gave me strength!)"

Gujar's hands spread out, the dark fire rose in his left hand, the twisted flash jumped in his right hand, his two ugly faces were sincere and solemn, muttering like a lunatic:

"Gul'dan, tell me, will you dream when you are asleep? (Have you ever thought, that is just a dream, or an escape from fear of reality?)"

"In your world, the tortured souls of the ancestors had gripped you...I know (they screamed silently, and they were numerous.)"

"They are like fish! (Fish know all the secrets! They know cold, they know darkness.)"

"Gul'dan, look around you. (They will all betray you! Screaming and escaping into the dark forest!)"

Gujar's voice is strange and low. If a living person stands in front of him and hears this kind of whispering whisper, he will definitely look left and right, but Gul'dan will not!

As a warlock in pursuit of endless power, he quickly awakened his will from the shame of failure. His soul hid in the soul stone, thinking of Gugal's proposal. Obviously, in the eyes of his mysterious master, his soul It is valuable. Since it is valuable, if you want to sell yourself, you can use this value in exchange for more benefits.

Gujar's nervous self-talk, he seems to have given up on persuading Gul'dan, of course, it is more likely that, in Gul'dan's opinion, the ogres who have been completely mad are working with his mysterious "master" "dialogue.

He became crazy, which made the warlock a bit worried... Gugal's master, it seems that he should not get along well.

"Our master is inscribed in the bloodline, and the instinct to fear the darkness and avoid the darkness is not unreasonable! (There are not only darkness in the darkness, but also the hungry beasts who long for the lost soul!)"

Gujar's eyes were put on the soul stone in his hand again. He said playfully:

"The eyes are the windows of the soul, Gul'dan... (To greet the great master, always close it, as long as you close your eyes, you can see them, they are watching you.)"

A weird force penetrated the soul stone along Gujar's fingers. Gul'dan's soul felt the pulling of that strange power. He hesitated, but in the end, he decided to respond to it!

Gujar is right, in the case that the demon has been regarded as an enemy and must be killed, continue to use the power of the warlock to only burn himself with fire, he must get new power before the demon finds him... enough power to protect himself !

"Om"

The dark darkness unfolded in front of Gul'dan's soul, the infiltrating cold wrapped around his soul, Gul'dan felt like he was alive again, he felt himself in the cold water, the next second, He raised his head violently, and saw the pale, morbid light bulging in the deep sea, which was unknown.

A whispering whisper sounded in Gul'dan's ear, he wanted to hear clearly, but no matter how hard he tried, the sound was so vague, so he could only continue down, toward the depth of the extremely deep ocean go ahead.

A moment later, in the eyes of Gul'dan, on the bottom of the dark sea, a dilapidated and magnificent city of ruins came into view. Just from the scale of its deep buried under the sea, you can see its lost glory, In the dreadful darkness, thousands of snake-like shadows traveled back and forth through the ruins.

That is the naga... the master of the deep sea, the servant of that indescribable power, just like Gujar.

"The city of Niorosa is full of countless ancient and terrible crimes. (In the sleeping city of Niorosa, only madness is wandering.)"

Gujar's murmur appeared in Gul'dan's ears, letting the orc warlock's soul turn around subconsciously, but there was nothing behind it.

"Are you afraid? (No, don't be afraid... hug the darkness, you will get a new life here!)"

Gul'dan wanted to say something, but in the end he could only be silent. At the urging of Gulgar, he fell towards the dark city with a trace of precaution.

"Useless stars can dispel bone-chilling chills. (The so-called light keeps people from trembling in the dark.)"

"But they never know! (In the dark jungle, they are like a lost lamb.)"

"Tell me, do you have the same dream again? (The seven-eyed black sheep cast a gleaming gaze from outside the dream.)"

"Look! Look! The crow's watchful eyes move among the dead trees. (Under its shadow, you can't hear any breath here.)"

"You and I will be alone in the end. (Go ahead, Gul'dan, go forward with courage...in the end, you will be like me...kneeling in darkness.)"

"Enough! Shut up!"

Gul'dan can't stand the weird voice of Gujar's **** stick anymore. The most important thing is that even if he came to this strange place with his soul, he felt a trace of regret, maybe he died in the devil's hands. This reckless decision is better.

But... there is no turning back.

Gul'dan looked back, and where he came, there was only a nonsense darkness, no light at all.

And when his soul walked into the dark city with a trembling gesture, the whispering sound of his ears finally became clear, which made Gul'dan feel a kind of unprecedented joy and joy.

He listened to the voice.

"Everyone should surrender to you, Gul'dan, you have paid so much for the power...and finally came back empty-handed."

"You have made brilliant achievements, but you have to lick the boots of the rude king. Are you really willing to return to that kind of life?"

Gul'dan's soul stood in the darkness, he didn't know how to answer the voice, and he didn't need his answer.

"Hug your anger. Accept your fear. Enjoy your hatred. Say your doubts."

Dark tentacles emerged from the ground, from the water, from the air, entwined little by little on Gul'dan's soul, the kind of disgusting mollusk that makes people feel trembling skin makes Gul'dan rare Fearsome, but in the end, he remembered his situation...

He is already in despair, he has nowhere to go...

So he spread his arms and, as Gugal said, completely...embracing the darkness.

That will is very satisfied with Gul'dan's obedient gesture, and it seems very satisfied with this soul.

"When you walk alone in the Black Forest, you will understand...Look, I can taste your soul, it is so delicious."

"Everything in the world surrenders to the hypocrisy order, they hate our existence, but it does not matter, you have to treat them kindly, they and you will one day know that they are just your lost compatriots, they will eventually return to their Beside the master..."

Gul'dan can't hear... his soul is surrounded by darkness, but he no longer has the coldness and exhaustion before. On the contrary, he is like returning to his infancy, lying in the mother's warm womb, he is too Tired, he longed for rest, and when he opened his eyes again, he would receive the gift of the void, and he would receive a flesh-and-blood regeneration.

At this time, outside this strange dream, Gujar put the gleaming soul stone in his disgusting flesh and blood, and those flesh and blood appeared to appear from the void, they entangled together, forming a terrifying The big cocoon wrapped up Gul'dan's soul stone little by little, like a terrifying egg that gave birth to life. The ogre stepped back a few steps and looked at the big flesh cocoon in front of him.

"This is the gift of the master (death cannot stop the void! It cannot stop us!)"

"Wake up quickly, Gul'dan (we will leave this useless land, we will travel to another continent...)"

"Amidst the vast yellow sand, the **** of the abyss that has been silent for thousands of years is waiting for us. (We will release it, and it will reshape the whole world, and we will be rewarded for it!)"

The sound of fighting outside the lair became more and more fierce. The demons have discovered this underwater secret passage, they are slaughtering the naga, trying to find here, and tearing Gul'dan's soul completely.

But the enchantment set by the human mage Aegwynn is recovering bit by bit, and the number of demons appearing from the twisted void is decreasing, even if they have already flooded the temple, but it does not matter.

Everything that exists here is meaningless to Gujar. As a believer of the God of the Abyss, he only believes in the power of chaos and flesh. When Gul'dan wakes up, they will leave, let the demons continue to kill, anyway The number of naga in the deep sea is endless, and their queen does not care about this loss at all.

"Hehehe (there is no better time than this.)"

Gujar laughed nervously. He moved his two heads, sat cross-legged in the darkness, and began to figure out the evil plans of the future.

And while Gul'dan is about to be reborn, at the other end of the temple, walking in the dark death knight, he finally finds what he wants.

He looked at the gleaming rune gem suspended in the hall in front of him, and the spooky demons guarding the gem. Tyrion's fingers moved a little, and then quietly returned to the darkness.

There are more and more demons in Sargeras’ tomb, and Tyrion feels that it is also time for him to summon the army buried in this place. The hunting and searching in the dark has bored him, and it is time to take advantage of the undead, I completely overwhelmed everything with quantity.

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