Azeroth’s Death Track

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All life has a foreknowledge of danger, which is an instinct inscribed in the soul.

Just like the mice, snakes and bugs before the earthquake, like the ants that were irrigated by bear children with water, like frogs in warm water... yes, frogs will jump out, don't ask me why I know.

People are actually the same.

At a whim, a sudden panic is an instinctive warning. Your body is trying to tell you that something bad might happen.

At this time, people will appear panic, and under threat, they often make irrational judgments.

Like now, like the imperial nobles at this time.

A sense of crisis in the coming rain, like a hurricane sweeping Kalimdor in the previous days, let those nobles rush out of their mansions, like blind mice and headless flies. Ranging around, searching for all kinds of inside information, trying to get more information, but the more they understand, the more they feel the fear of the current situation.

It seems that the lunatics in the south occupy the emperor's throne is an unstoppable trend.

Varian, who is known as the "King of Blood", may have done the tragic things he did in the Storm Kingdom on the first day of becoming the emperor within the empire.

He would kill all the nobility, copy off all their property, drive their wives and children out of the mansion, and kill a few celebrities to calm down the incited anger of the civilians.

The whole empire will bleed into a river, and the madman will step on their bones and leave a history, and they, their losers, will not have their place in history, and will only describe them with adjectives such as decay and depravity, and this Once, this time there is no other place to hide from them, the Federation will not accept them, as long as the nobles dare to set foot on the rebellious land, they will be immediately hanged on the pole of the Federation.

The orcs of the tribe will despise them because they are not good warriors.

And the night elves would not accept them. The group of purple-skin elves could not look at any human beings, even if he had money, he would have the same status.

At this moment of crisis, the nobles who have always advertised their noble blood are like drunks drunk on the street. They suddenly find that their noble blood and their wealth cannot save them...at this moment, that thing, Instead, they will be dragged into deeper and more terrible hell.

The shadow of death, such as the fear of tarsal poison, shrouded the heads of these unpredictable aristocrats, making them unable to sleep, eating badly, and even the pleasures of the weekdays.

The nobles of Lordaeron were the first to receive the news. The big nobles responded very quickly. They used impeachment to threaten King Arthas immediately, demanding that he could not stand on Varian’s side, some whimsical " The "romantic" nobles even proposed that before the coronation ceremony be held under the crown of the pope, they would push Alsace to the throne of the emperor.

Come to a dove to occupy the magpie nest!

But as long as those with few brains know that without the approval of the Pope’s crown, this so-called coronation ceremony can only be like a monkey play.

But even a few of the nobles who have brains and strengths will not do such stupid things, but it does not mean that they will sit still and they can do other things, some destructive, inflammatory, full of Bloody things, to prevent their own end.

Like the shameless rats that furiously fought back in the opened cave, even if the end is unavoidable, they will have to pull a lot of people...

Funeral together!

It has nothing to do with wisdom, courage, or even the matter itself. It is a vicious entity flowing in their blood vessels, the so-called vast exit, the so-called shocking events, all of which are to prove their difference. Their deformed and ugly nobles must sacrifice their lives!

The news from Baitacheng Port only opened up the disguise and exposed their naked viciousness and madness to the eyes of the world. That's all.

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"Have you heard? Our Lord Leorick von Zelldig, our "great" lord, took a boat to New Stormwind yesterday, he surrendered, and went to the Wrynn family's " The Blood King "surrendered!"

In a country house outside of the city of New Lordaeron, a private gathering of the big nobles is under way. This is obviously a secret gathering. The big men are noble here even for the sake of secrecy, even pouring wine is noble The people did it in person, while Tony Romano, who was holding a glass of wine, leaned against the window of the room, talking to the others while looking out of the window.

This guy used to be an assassin, but not because of the national mission or family heritage, but because of his own interests.

Tony Romano was the real power lord of the original Storm Kingdom. He once owned 17 towns and territories, but he was romantic and liked to do something less "serious" to have fun. When the Dark Blade Legion attacked Stormwind City, He was lucky enough to escape the massacre, and even if he moved to Kalimdor, he was still a great noble in the old kingdom during the period before Varian returned.

But now, he is a fugitive. On the night when Varian raised the butcher's knife to the nobles, he and the nobles of the north crossed the border and took refuge in the Kingdom of Lordaeron. Now, he has also had a great time in this country.

But some things cannot be avoided.

A cold light shone in the former thief's eyes. He narrowed his eyes and smashed the glass in his hand on the ground. In the sound of the broken glass, Tony Romano's voice became more and more ruthless:

"I'm so blind! The old soldier has been stiff for a lifetime, and when Varian raised his butcher knife to us that night, I was still thinking of pulling him to escape! Grayson, our Leoric What did the lord say at the time? He wanted to join us in fighting against Varian’s atrocities! I still remember clearly, now? That coward! The old immortal guy actually abandoned us and went to kneel to Varian Please come down, he will die! And he will die miserably!"

"Varian will not let him go!"

The noble's voice became very sharp, screaming like a chicken with a neck stuck in it, but his curse and drinking cursed revealed the weakness and fear in this guy's heart... he had walked in In the shadows, I am now in the battlefield under the sun. The kind of real swords and real guns, the life-and-death situation, makes him feel scared.

"Enough! Stop the barking dog!"

A low voice came from the corner of the room. Others put down the wine glasses in their hands and looked at the person who was talking. It was a middle-aged man wearing a black hunting suit and sitting silently in the corner drinking wine. Man, even with white hair on his head, his waist is still straight, just like those old-school soldiers.

This was the Duke of Grayson Viksha, the highest-ranking nobleman who had fled when Varian slaughtered the nobleman. He was the head of the Royal Knights of the Storm Kingdom and a warrior who followed King Lane, he The family is even older than the time when Stormwind City existed, and it can even be directly traced back to the time of Thoradin the Great.

He is one of the real leaders in this group of aristocrats who can't survive all day long.

And now, even in the face of the bad thing that Varian might be crowned emperor, Duke Grayson did not panic at all. He raised his head and glared at Lord Tony. He said in a deep voice:

"I knew Leoric as a child. When we went to the battlefield to fight trolls together, Tony, you were still in the womb! So shut up! I know Leoric, he is a true paladin, faith For him, it is a rule that cannot be violated. If the pope really wants Varian to become an emperor, then even if Leorick hates Varian again, he will choose to obey, not to mention!"

The tall prince stood up and looked at everyone in front of him, he said:

"Leoric had long talks with me for hours before leaving..."

"Then why didn't you stop him!"

Drunk Tony Romano, who was drunk, shouted:

"You should keep him!"

"To shut up!"

Duke Grayson pointed to Lord Tony, his finger like a sword:

"Next, if I listen to you say one more word, I will pull your tongue out when I hear your boring fear! You can try it!"

Lord Tony apparently had no idea of ​​confronting Duke Grayson head-on. He snorted coldly and stopped speaking.

"Leoric told me that when he joined the army and became a paladin, he made an oath to protect the people, not to point the sharp blade at his compatriots. Varian did cruel things, but Leoric looked In the past few years, the Storm Kingdom has changed. I will say one more thing. You and I have also seen it. Our eyes are not blind!"

Duke Grayson drank the wine in his hand and he breathed a sigh of relief:

"We thought that without us, Varian's kingdom would be in chaos. We think we are an indispensable part of a country. We think our existence is a natural thing, but what is the truth?"

"Varian slapped us hard with facts. Those people who lived in a country where Varian had no nobles were a hundred times better than ours! We were wrong, friends, brothers, We are not as important as we thought. As for you guys, please come to me today, probably to ask me for an idea..."

The duke laughed twice, and he turned around without hesitation, opened the door, and threw a word to the noble nobles:

"The idea I gave you is... eat something, drink something, and then clean up the family books, take care of your loved ones, and wait for Emperor Varian to receive it... In this way, we can keep at least one Life, at least to live to see the grandchildren get married... no matter what you are plotting, no matter what you want to do..."

"I quit!"

"I've been wrong once, I don't want to be wrong a second time!"

"Coward! Coward!"

At the moment when Duke Grayson walked out of the room, Lord Tony Romano roared behind him, just like the beast that was forced into the corner. He crimsoned and screamed:

"Varian will not let you go, you have betrayed him! He will kill you and kill your family! Either rebel or die! Grayson, come back!"

Faced with this angry scolding, the old duke turned his head and looked at Lord Tony. He said blankly:

"No! I know Varian, he won't!"

"boom"

The door was completely closed at this moment, leaving only the aristocratic nobles in the room. They didn't know what to do. Grayson's departure was like pulling away the backbone of these nobles, leaving them at a loss.

"boom"

There was another loud noise when Lord Tony smashed the bottle in his hand. This lord, who was wrapped around his body and went into the center of the room, he looked at the others fiercely:

"Who else is going to go? Get out! Go ask your Varian to bow down and ask for mercy! Get out!"

There was silence, and several little nobles stood up and fled the room as if they were fleeing, and the remaining ones, although silent, were obviously not willing to lose everything.

Seeing this scene, Lord Tony Romano, who was still very angry just now, suddenly showed a slightly twisted smile on his vicious face. He whispered:

"Very good! Very good, the cowards are gone, and the rest are soldiers!"

"Don't be afraid, brothers, Grayson is gone, he is afraid, but this is not the end, we don't need to rely on him anymore, we have better leaders..."

"I think you have all heard of an old and noble surname, Barov... yes, don't worry, brothers!"

"The Barov family will lead us against the tyrant! We will set things right anyway, and we will defend everything for us!"

"Don't be afraid! Victory will eventually belong, noble blood!"

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On the other side, at the very edge of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, in the dense forest at the border of the Thousand Needles and Feralas, there is a private courtyard of the Barov family. On the surface, there is nothing special here, but only The core members of the Barov family only knew that the most noble owner of the Barov family lived here.

Oh, not two young barons representing the Barov family in the empire, but the true contemporary owner of this ancient family...

It is rumored to be dead, Alex Barov!

Of course, in fact, the old count has indeed experienced a death, but he did not die in a real sense, but changed a form and experienced a near eternal...life!

"Uh"

Just in front of this quiet manor, in this deep darkness, a **** shadow appeared in front of the blood servants of the Barov family. The coercion of the high-level blood clan made these inferior ones. The blood servants dare not draw weapons.

"Go! Tell Alex Barov!"

"I brought..."

"The will of the blood ancestor!"

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