Azeroth’s Death Track

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At the top of the dark temple, Tyrion was looking at a document that had just been delivered to him. This thing was not heavy, but the content was very important.

"You mean, at the time when we are about to launch a war to conquer the abyss of the underworld, our old friends in the legion want to find something for us?"

The lord shook his head and placed the document he had read in his hand on the ice table exuding coldness. He looked at Maiev and the shadow in front of him. The latter two nodded to him. In fact, the Dark Edge Intelligence Bureau The two important figures who came here at the same time have already explained the authenticity and seriousness of the problem.

"They have been defeated and fought repeatedly. They really can't sit back."

Tyrion’s fingers were beating on the armrests of the Ice Block, but there was not much anger or disappointment on the high lord’s face. On the contrary, in those ice-blue eyes, he was beating a lot of interest. Ray, after more than ten seconds of silence, he raised his head and asked softly:

"Ireida Gemini is the lieutenant of the fraudster. In your report, the two of them are also people whom the fraudster very trusts. Then you said, is it possible for us to use these two chicks to entice our Kilga? Mr. Dan, make up your mind as soon as possible and come to Azeroth in person to completely solve all this?"

"We did consider this possibility."

Maiev said in the rigorous tone that an intelligence worker should have:

"If we can control their will as deeply as we control the "deep sea", we can indeed obtain an information channel that can directly affect the fraudster Kil'jaeden, but this is difficult, with Eredar Gemini and Kilga. As far as Dan’s familiarity is concerned, as long as there is a problem with our "reform", it may cause fraudsters to be aware of the dangers of Azeroth."

"So our final conclusion is that it is not recommended to change the souls of these two demonic chicks..."

The shadow standing behind Maiev added in a low voice:

"Maybe we can take a step-by-step approach to crush their confidence in fraudsters little by little, maybe we can use a little personal threat or show them our strength..."

"Too much trouble!"

The Lord Lord was obviously not satisfied with this suggestion. He leaned on his throne and flicked his fingers carelessly:

"They have two people, and I heard they are still very affectionate sisters, so grab one and threaten the other with her life! Or simply withdraw the soul, in short...find a chance and imprison them !"

"The army that conquered the underworld is ready to go. I don’t want to see this long-term war being interrupted or even destroyed by unknown outsiders! Arrange it, two ladies, don’t let the little bugs disturb my interest, Start "Deep Sea" when necessary, and completely...buried the two of them!"

"Observe! Lord Lord!"

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At this time, the twin sisters who are fighting in the Storm Fjord do not know that they have been targeted by one of the most terrifying organizations in the world.

The two demon twins are standing under the night of the Storm Fjord, quietly enjoying the war that is erupting in the foothills below. Under the cold moonlight, the dark green evil fire has already ignited the Vrykul city below. From all directions, there are evil Vrykumen who obey God Scovold, rush into the battlefield in a violent battle roar, and fight with the fierce female Vrykurs who hold weapons.

Even in the estuary of the river in the Storm Fjords, there are several Vyku-style warships seeking shuttles, and on the deck of that warship, catapults filled with fragile artillery shells are carried under the control of those felign gunners. A roaring flame hit the ground in the town of Scord-Ahir, washing the land blessed by Odin with filthy Westen.

Scott-Ahir, this is a special tribe of Vrykul.

The town is full of women. They call themselves Odin’s female shield servants. Some tribes also call these fierce female warriors “Odin’s shield female.” In short, they believe in the leader of Wagri, golden. The Valkyrie Ayr, guarded for generations in the valley southwest of the Storm Fjord, guards the entrance to Ovald's War Fortress Wallagal.

The life of these female victoria is extensive and traditional. When they were born, they will learn the skills of fighting under the guidance of the older generation of shield women, and continue to hone themselves by hunting fierce beasts until the adulthood. We will be allowed to leave the tribe, travel and fight throughout the broken islands. This period of travel will last for several years.

That was the only free time in the life of the powerful shield ladies. Most of them would use this time to choose their partners. After giving birth, if they were girls, the shield ladies would take the children back to Scord-Aich Well, if it is a boy, they will leave the child to their father, and then return home alone.

In short, every shield woman who can be given a formal combat title is a fierce female warrior who has experienced countless battles, and those weak people will be ruthlessly expelled from their hometown unless they prove themselves in the battle. I can't return here in my life.

In the entire land of the Storm Fjords, there is no tribe of Vrykul who disrespected the shield women. Vrykul’s life is brutal and belligerent, and they despise any cowardice. This race should be respected by men, but for this reason, by The Scord-Essier composed of women is so special. In fact, the clan composed of this woman has enjoyed a special status in Stormfjord in the past thousands of years.

To put it in an analogy... Now, the evil **** Scovold, who has almost unified the entire Storm Fjord, and his mother, Queen Celtic, is a powerful shield girl born in Scord-Ahir. For some special reasons, after the death of Skovard’s father, he returned to her husband’s clan and succeeded her husband’s patriarch. It is said that on that day, no one dared to oppose the strong shield girl to put on the patriarch’s Crown.

In the decades before Scovald's mutiny and murder of his mother, the old and strong Valkyrie has always used force and authority to firmly control his own clan. In fact, if it was not Scoval Under the temptation of Nasrezim, De drank the evil energy. This **** might not be the opponent of his mother, who is old but still able to fight.

And this is not a rare example in the Viku civilization of the whole broken islands. Many famous patriarchs in the history of the Viku were born from the Scord-Ahir tribe. Unfortunately, this tribe welcomes tonight Here comes the most difficult challenge since its birth.

In the past few years, the ambitious and vicious **** Scovold relied on the power given by the legion to almost reorganize the entire Vulku tribe in Stormfjord. The clan of the Yu Legion either migrated away from the Storm Fjord or could only hide in the sacred place under Oval’s Sky Fortress Wallagar. Any challenge that dared to confront the God King would be destroyed by his evil power.

Moreover, under the arrangement of the Dreadlords, Scovold passed the three trials set by Odin for the challengers with little effort, and he used brute force to conquer the storm dragon of the Storm Fjord. A group of powerful dragon knights came out, and now only need to wait until Odin arranges trial opponents for Scowald, then the king can step into the glorious Hall of Heroes and win the shield of Agramar for the legion.

Of course, Eredar Gemini did not want to see this scene. After all, they had to hold Agrama's shield in their hands so that they would not be swayed by the **** group of Nasrems.

However, this does not prevent them from using the strength of the Nasrems to stay on this land to achieve their goals.

"Destroy this rotten treasure house!"

In this battlefield covered by blood and wailing, Odin's shield women stubbornly resisted. They rushed into the army of the evil Vrykul in groups like crazy wolves, roaring the big killer The smells of killing, blood, and killing make these violent women so terrible, but their number is too small, at least too small compared to the fel warriors brought by Scowald.

Maybe each of them can kill three opponents, but the **** king does not care about the killed waste. Only the strongest Vrykul can follow him to the end of the stars, and now this battle is just warming up. .

Armed with a war blade full of evil energy, the armor of the **** Scovold, who was furiously fighting tonight, was covered with blood and minced meat. This new leader of the Vrykul demonized his left arm because of sipping evil energy. The symptom of that, the arm is covered with black evil scales and bone armor, and the evil dragon bone shoulder guard on his shoulder makes him look like a demon, more than a Vrykul.

The insidious guy laughed wildly, kicking down the shield female general who was seriously injured in front of him. He waved the three **** heads in his hand and smashed the statue of the Valkyrie in the middle of the town. The armor of the statue reminded him His mother...he hates the woman who raised him from an early age. The woman always despised him and always ridiculed him. Because of the woman's reasons, the **** king also hated this woman's tribe.

He felt this was a mockery of men, he could not accept its existence! He wants to destroy it!

And under the blasphemy of God Scovold, the surface of the sculpture that has stood for hundreds of years in Scord-Ahir shined with golden light, and between the halo flowing, dozens of flapping golden wings Wagri descended from the sky, holding a golden spear of war, holding a battle shield, wearing golden armor blessed by Odin, hovering in mid-air like a war angel who came to the world.

"Scovald! Your blasphemy makes the gods feel disgusted..."

The leaders of the Valkyries waved their war spears and shielded the alive shield ladies behind her with a golden beam of light. She shouted loudly:

"Take the running dogs who drank evil energy out of this sacred place! This is the last warning!"

"Oh, distinguished Queen Eddie Hill!"

Facing the wry of Wagri, in the roar of thousands of wicked Vrykuls, the **** king Skovald pretended to lean on his arm with a war knife and made a bow to the Wagri in front of him. He said softly:

"Did you come with Odin's will? Then, how long has Odin promised my heroic challenge? I can't wait to hold my Agrama shield...I have waited It’s been several months. Isn’t... Great Odin, don’t you want to give it to me? Isn’t Great Odin breaking his promise?"

"presumptuous!"

The leader of the Wagris, Queen Eddie Hill, who was once a patriarch of Scord-Ahir, heard Scoward's rude inquiry and dedicated everything to Odin. She could not bear this. Arrogant, she flapped her wings and screamed:

"The will of the gods is there! Scowald, you passed the three trials with the help of the demon. Your sad cheating has made the entire Vallagal spirits laugh at you! You are not a hero at all! !You are just a cowardly dog! The dogs of the demons! You are not worthy of participating in the sacred trial!"

"enough!"

The ridicule of Queen Edhill made the only reason left by the **** king passed quickly. At the moment when he raised his head, between the surge of evil energy in his body, two black, sharp, demon-like horns Extending from both sides of his helmet, Scovold looks undoubtedly demon.

He roared and threw his left hand. The spewing out of the evil energy was like a chain buckled on the body of Wagri in the sky, dragging the unpredictable Eddie Hill from the sky. Among those ugly In the roaring excitement of the evil Vrykul, the **** king waved his war sword, and under the eyes of all eyes, he cut off the war spear in the hand of Wagri, and the heroic spirit that forced Queen Aidhir had to join him in this evil energy. Fight on the ground.

"I am going to cut off your head!"

Scowald growled, like a demon:

"I'm going to use your skull as a bowl, and then give your bones to Odin! The coward hiding in the sky fortress must give me the shield of Aggramar! That belongs to me!"

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"That male is crazy, evil energy scorches his brain, and is turning him into a mental retardation similar to the abyss lord!"

In Skode-Ahir’s corpse-filled town, Eredar twins, under the guard of the Fel Lord, walked along the ridge to the town’s most important treasure house, Hella asked them to capture the golden Wagri The leader, Al, is in the treasure house.

Queen Saloras looked back at the ongoing battle in the foothills, and she disdainfully said to her sister:

"The so-called **** king didn't realize it at all. The dreadlord only regarded him and his warriors as chess pieces. Now Odin saw through their tricks and procrastinated the unwillingness to give this crazy man a chance to try, but according to our listening Of the stories told, maybe Odin wouldn’t take it for himself. That’s a "spirit" who likes to play this meaningless set of tricks. Unfortunately, the fear demon kings don’t want to waste time, so he was cast by Cassana. Tyre abandoned... of course, maybe he already guessed, otherwise, he would not obey us so easily... obviously, that Scovold is also looking for a more suitable owner!"

High-level Warlock Oreses chuckled:

"But they are all very good fighters, they have a very strong ability to withstand evil energy, and maybe Kil'jaeden also hopes to recruit a group of such fighters...they will be great, cannon fodder! The abyss lords of the brain are better to use."

"Let's talk about the things you solicit later!"

Queen Salorras shook her pale pale infusion lamp, and she whispered:

"Complete Hella’s promise first, I feel that it’s a little bit not good, my sister... I always feel that something seems to be happening..."

"Okay, my sister, relax, you are just a habitual skeptic, everything is going well, nothing bad..."

The chatting twins didn’t find it, or they didn’t notice it. At this time, in the night full of blood and killing, on the sea outside the town of Scord-Ahir, there was a layer of cold , Weird, eerie mist has lingered.

It's like a curtain that blocks everything, completely blocking all possible escape routes...

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