Azeroth’s Death Track

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Flynn is running wild.

Every time he looked back, he saw Tyrion, who was holding the black sword, chasing him behind his back. It wasn't too slow. There was always a ridiculous smile on his abominable face, as if that smile was his body.

The young captain was frantically running on this wilderness surrounded by mist. There was only a cold fog in front of him, blocking all of Flynn’s sight, he didn’t know where to go... it seemed that the end point in every direction Representing the roaring death, every time he takes a step forward, in the fog in front of him, there will be those wailing undead spirits, those faces, familiar, unfamiliar, friends, enemies, those who disgust him people.

They are all dead...

Trapped in this desperate abyss ruled by Tyraine, eternal life cannot be truly liberated, they scream, want Flynn to help them, they want a peaceful rest, they plead, and call Flynn behind name.

But Flynn, who was chased by death, gasped and ran away, but he never dared to turn back. Perhaps, in the moment he turned around, he would disappear from the living world miserably like these undead.

"sorry Sorry!"

"I can not do it!"

Flynn howled, like a helpless child, he shook his hand away and used all his strength to move forward, he broke into the mist, but in the light conversion, his collar was again A cold finger clasped.

Tyrion!

Tyrion with the bone sword appeared in front of him, and the mist around him completely dispersed at this moment, Flynn screamed, he found that he was in a cliff where he was, and his body was lifted by Tyrion It has been completely hung in the air. He looked back. Under the cliff behind him, it seemed to be the water of the dark abyss. In the black water, there were countless bone skeletons...

The skeletons were floating in the water, and their black eyes looked upward, as if expecting the next victim.

"no, do not want!"

Flynn looked at the expressionless Tyrion in front of his eyes. The High Lord looked at him indifferently. In Flynn's desperate eyes, Tyrion loosened his collar fingers one by one.

"This is the price you pay for getting close to my daughter! Miscellaneous!"

"Fall into the abyss!"

"Do not!!!"

Flynn's body was thrown off the cliff of Wancheng. He shook his hands frantically in the air, trying to catch the hope that did not exist, but at this last moment, all he could see was the cold ice of Tyrion 'S face, and those ice-blue eyes filled with contempt, seemed to mock his weakness and incompetence.

"Do not!!"

Flynn opened his eyes violently, and the frightened young man sat up from the cold bed with his feet dancing. His body was soaked with cold sweat. He was caught in the water when the whole man showed signs. His breath was heavy. Like a child terrified by nightmares, his eyes were scattered, looking at the black room in front of him with a dazed gesture.

The walls are made of icy rocks on all sides. Under the illumination of dim crystal lamps, weird patterns can be seen vaguely. The whole room is empty except for a bed and a stone table. There are no windows.

It's like a standard prison cage.

"so far so good..."

Flynn's breathing calmed down. He reached out and touched his heart. There was a beating heart there, which made the young man very happy. The nightmare just now was just a dream.

"Look at you...are you scared?"

But at the moment Flynn was completely relaxed, a low voice suddenly came from the shadows in the corner of the wall, and the young man almost jumped up again.

"Who! Who's there!"

Flynn stood on the stone bed, his hands clenched into fists, and in a fighting posture, in his watchful gaze, a slender figure emerged from the scattered shadows, and from the body curves of the S In the middle, it is easy to tell that this is a charming woman, and Flynn also recognizes her.

The iconic white mask on his face and the black uniform and riding boots that could not be falsified...This was the leader of the dark blade agent who followed his **** mother at the port of Amway, if Flynn didn’t remember Wrong, should this lady be called "shadow"?

Well, it's a strange name.

"Flynn Fawend, you are lucky."

The shadow was standing 5 meters away from Flynn. She akimbo and playing with the thorn whip in her hand. She tilted her head and looked at the weak chicken-like creature in front of her. She could feel Flynn’s hostility, but This makes no sense.

"The Dark Edge Intelligence Bureau has determined that you have nothing to do with the power of Enzos, you are just a poor worm being used, so the Lord Lord kindly gave you a second chance, believe me, this is a rare treatment In the past ten years, only a few people have survived under similar circumstances to you, so I think you should feel lucky."

"Right, would you like to hear from the Lord Lord about you?"

The atmosphere in the room didn't get relaxed because of the shadow's relaxed description.

Flynn still watched Sarin in front of his eyes. After a few seconds of silence, he lowered his voice and asked:

"Talia... is she okay?"

"Little princess is very good now, don't bother you!"

The shadow's voice became colder:

"You should thank the little princess for your sacrifice, because your miscellaneous appearance has made Princess Talia completely lose the opportunity to inherit any legacy of the high lord. She could have easily become the most powerful Azeroth. The Queen, but she gave up all this because of a... well, a trivial man."

Flynn’s expression became dim, he survived, and Talia also survived, which should have been two happy things, but after hearing the price Talia paid for it, the young and romantic captain But I was not happy anyway.

Anyone can claim that they don’t care about wealth or power, but this character of arrogance has a limit. Flynn knows that the "heritage" left by Lord Tyraon, even if it is only one-tenth, Enough to let countless people spend everything to get it, Talia instinctively got all of it, as the shadow said, she instinctively became the most dazzling queen in the world, but she gave up.

Because of Flynn...

Although this young captain is conceited, he also has self-knowledge. It is difficult for him to make this determination because he is Talia. It is also because of this that the sacrifice made by Talia for him makes Flynn feel more Feeling guilty, the silly girl almost gave up all his future for him.

Perhaps, Yuna Jr. was right, their encounter was a mistake from the beginning.

"Can I see her?"

Flynn was silent for several minutes. He sat weakly beside the bed, holding his hair in both hands, and he asked softly:

"I will leave Talia, I will disappear by myself, I... I am not worth all that Talia does for me, she deserves the best and dazzling future, I just want to, before leaving, I just want to see her, even if I take a closer look."

"Are you joking?"

Facing Flynn's request, the shadow scoffed, and she said coldly:

"Do you think the internal affairs of the Dawnblade family are as arbitrary as your pirate brothers' decision? Talia takes an oath before death, that can't be changed, it has nothing to do with you! Your identity, Flynn Fawend, until now, in this matter, you are still a dispensable little character. All your thoughts and all actions can not change anything."

"Look up! Look at me!"

The shadow's scolding caused Flynn to raise his head subconsciously, and he saw the blood-red eyes under the mask of the high shadow, and the dark blade agent calmly said:

"I watched Talia grow up little by little, the child is kind-hearted, that is her biggest weakness, if you want to spend time with her, then you must be the shadow behind her, help her Block the arrows from the darkness, which is the only request from the Lord Lord and Talia’s other fathers..."

"In other words, you must make sacrifices and prove yourself, capable and qualified to be with Talia! You cannot see her now unless you complete your mission...Of course, the Dark Edge Intelligence Bureau is a very I value the organization of the rules, so I still ask you politely...Do you want to refuse this mission?"

"You mean...you mean..."

The shadow talk was very direct, hurting Flynn's heart, but the meaning revealed in the shadow discourse made Flynn stand up at this moment, and the young captain stretched out his hand with his eyes shining brightly, resting on the shadow. On his shoulder, he asked excitedly:

"Can I associate with Talia? The three undead lunatics, they agreed?"

"Ok?"

The shadow-like eyes looked at Flynn’s finger on her shoulder. This action made Flynn frighten and immediately withdrew his hands. This movement made the shadow nod with satisfaction. She looked at Flynn, just like It was like looking at a pile of trash, but in the end, she could only say in a helpless tone:

"This is what Talia has won for you. Major General Cyrus did not express any objections, and the Duke of Boval thinks that you can't do it at all. As for the Lord, the Lord Lord is very inferior to you... he I think you are a spicy chicken in every aspect, but you can give his daughter a life anyway, so he does not mind giving you a chance."

"The day when you complete your mission, Talia will be truly free... she can do whatever she wants, including... marry you."

"So now, Flynn Fawend, I will ask you again, are you going to give up this mission?"

Shadow questioned for the second time, and this time, Flynn didn't hesitate anymore. He shook his head and waved his fist:

"Give up? No! No!"

"I'm ready! My boat was destroyed by you, so I need a boat, a group of trusted people, and a meal that will fill my stomach, and then I can start!"

Looking at the red light on the face, it seemed that Flynn was full of hope. The shadow was silent for a moment. After a few seconds, the high-level agent handed a sealed black scroll to Flynn. She watched Flynn carefully hold the scroll. In her hand, as if holding her entire future, she couldn't help but ask:

"Don't you see what this mission is?"

"No need!"

Flynn shook his head with enthusiasm and reached out to shake his hair. He said:

"Telya has prepared everything for me. All I have to do is step into the endless fate. If I can't even do this... then I really can't match it. She is."

"Whatever you need me to do! I will do it!"

This answer is not perfect, but it is enough for the shadow. The high-level agent looked at Flynn. When she rejoined the shadow, she asked in a low voice:

"There is one last question..."

"Flynn, do you still hate the Lord Lord? He destroyed Freetown and killed all your friends..."

"Hate? No!"

Captain Flynn moved his body, he said indifferently:

"Hate is indeed important, but compared to my Talia, that stuff is nothing. I believe that if my friends know Izumi, they will also bless me."

"Trust me, they will!"

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"boom"

The **** mother gently pushed the door of Tyrion's office, and when she walked into the darkness, her nose was wrinkled, and she smelled a strong smell of wine.

Tyrion. Dawnblade, the man who dreaded Azeroth the most, the strongest man in the world, was sitting quietly in the dark, his back to the door, in his seat The ground on the side is full of various wine bottles, which are almost all wines from all over the world, from the dragon breath wine that is enough to intoxicate a giant dragon, to the Huimeng Xianjiu brewed by the pandaren wine gods, It is even worthwhile, with more than 10,000 years of gold, Azshara rum, etc. stored in the deep sea.

In the eyes of knowledgeable people, this pile of wine bottles means a considerable amount of wealth. Perhaps a kingdom cannot be bought, but a city is more than enough.

There was no sound in this dark room. The **** mother walked over the terrible ground and came to her husband's eyes. She looked at the lord who was paralyzed in the chair. Tyrion's eyes were wide, and there was no drunken eyes. It’s natural that he is the undead, and the undead will not get drunk.

Maybe, he was just looking for a certain feeling...painful? Still sad?

"Talia is gone."

Aurelia squatted down and looked at her husband distressedly. She had never seen her husband lose so much. In her ice-blue eyes, she even lost the luster she had in the past. The king of dark blades in planning the world, now he is just a sad father.

The blood maid held out her hand and held the big lord's face. She whispered:

"I sent her back to Delano. She will be raised there for a while. The child wants to say sorry to you personally... She regrets it, and she loves you as much as she loves her true father."

"But I lost her, Aurelia."

The lord whispered:

"We all lost her, the child grew up, and I always have to leave my parents to live alone. I know that this day will come. I thought I was ready, but no... Enzos' plan was successful, Aureli Ya, I am in pain...I am sad, like being pierced into the heart and the soul."

"I thought nothing could resist death, I was wrong..."

"Love, love is the sharpest sword under this starry sky. The most desperate thing is that I was injured voluntarily..."

"I know I know."

Aurelia leaned down and put Tyrion's head in her arms. She leaned on the body of the High Lord. She kissed Tyrion's forehead lightly. She whispered:

"I know, you love them very much, those children, but we should bless them, this is what parents should do, we need to bear the pain of parting separately, but you will never be alone... I will always be The one by your side, Tyrion, I'm by your side..."

The Lord Lord did not say a word. He hugged his wife with both hands. He greedily felt the love of Aurelia. He was immersed in it, not like a dead person at all.

"do not leave me..."

"Forever, don't let me go into darkness..."

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