Azeroth’s Death Track

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"I don't like elemental creatures, Tyrion."

Watching the tide hunters disappear into the water waves like the maelstrom, between the beating of the silver light curtain that enveloped the beach, the voice of the world spirit Elune rang in the center of the Lord’s mind, just like a Like the unhappy girl, she complained:

"These elemental creatures are reckless, they always do things by their temperament, they still followed the ancient gods, and the world was almost destroyed by them, and Neptune... One of the most fierce elements, I can still remember the scene when this water element monarch set off a world tide and tried to drown the entire world’s surface."

"It is like the other three elemental princes, and it is not worthy of trust!"

"It has nothing to do with trust, little Elune."

Lord Lord stood on the beach, looking at the calming sea in front of him, he said softly:

"You need them, the Dark Pantheon arrives, and during the period when we defeat Sargeras, I will have no more energy to protect you, my warriors will focus on the difficult battlefield, and myself, Find a glimmer of hope for you and the world in the dark path ahead."

"After we leave this world, these elements can become your strength until you are strong enough and do not need their protection... and you must remember what I told you, as the spirit of the world, as the stars The last known Titan, you have the mission of rebuilding the Pantheon. In this process, you need not only a spokesperson to convey your goodwill, but also an army to spread your majesty!"

"Elements, they are really unruly, but they are very good warriors, and there are elements in every world in the stars. Listen to me, Elune... Sargeras's approach to cleaning the stars is Wrong, but its implementation ideas are worth your reference."

Tyrion advised Elune that:

"Sagras uses chaotic creatures like demons to achieve his purpose, and you also need your legion. If you want to fight Sargeras to reshape the order of the stars, you need the same one as the Burning Legion. Invincible army! And they are always by your side, do you understand what I mean?"

"I know."

Elune made a humanized sigh, she said:

"I understand what you mean, and I know you are right, but, by myself alone, can I really reshape this ruined world of stars? Tyrion, I am a bit worried."

"Now I think those are too far away, girls."

The lord looked back and saw that Dornan’s contractual ceremony had been completed. He took the initiative to end the conversation with Elune. He said:

"If you, me, and this world cannot survive the final battle of Sargeras, then these are meaningless fantasies, so let's keep our eyes on the road under our feet, Elune... at least Now, recuperate and regenerate. After Enzos grants the title, I need you to return to the state where the spirit of the world should be as quickly as possible...can it be done?"

"can!"

Elune responded confidently. After a moment, as she came, the will of the world spirit disappeared silently again, and at the next moment, a perfect body, like the sweetness of the lover from behind Like the attack, he suddenly lay prone on the back of the high lord. The purple hair with the light of the void spread on the high lord's shoulder. In his ear, there was the sweet greasy voice of Saratas:

"My dear, I helped your daughter complete the ritual. I also helped you create the void elf you want. I created a race for you out of thin air. Do you not reward me?"

Tyrion did not wear armor, he could clearly feel that there was a soft and warm body and two raised dots, rubbing behind his back, and Saratas was enough to make any male crazy legs, also Hooked tightly around his waist, this beautiful gesture did not change the expression of the Lord of the Lord. He said warmly to Saratas behind him:

"If you can get off me, I will give you any reward you want...my daughter still looks at me! Please don't act so rudely in front of the child, Ms. Saratas."

Hearing the Lord’s dry response, the flesh-eating Miss Fifth Ancient God’s purple eyes flashed a dull light, but the Lord’s words made her interested again, and she ignored her side while leaning on her hips. Staring at her little hoof Dornan, she deliberately raised her chest, flicking the big lord like a boneless beauty snake, and whispered:

"Really? My Tyrion, are you really willing to give me anything I want?"

"of course."

The Lord’s fingers moved slightly. His body was like the quicksand of the dead world, drifting in the wind in Saratas’ arms, and reappearing next to Dornan. He touched his daughter’s head while facing The brazen fifth ancient **** said:

"As everyone knows, I am a very generous lord...you complete your task and you deserve it."

"Speak, Ms. Saratas, what do you want from me?"

Tyrion asked, and Saratas didn't hesitate. She stepped forward, reached out and brushed her charming long purple hair, then adjusted her robe, and then flicked her finger, a charming and charming. The red rose appeared on the fingertip of the fifth ancient god.

At the next moment, in Dornnan’s shocked gaze, this shameless man** actually kneeled in front of his father on one knee, her beautiful face was full of romance like a little girl, she Passing the rose to Tyrion, she said in her most tender voice:

"Then, the reward I want is..."

"Come with me, Tyrion. Blade of Dawn, I just want you!"

"Cough"

Before the Lord of the Lord could answer, the light cough from the Blood Mother consciously or unintentionally sounded in the spirit of the Lord of the Lord. Aurelia was using this method to warn her men.

Answer carefully, I am looking at you!

Tyrion was also stunned by Saratas's unreasonable move, but he didn't hesitate much later, he reached out his hand, took the red rose, and inserted it in On the long silver hair of his daughter, he patted Dornan's head and said to Saratas:

"This is my daughter, Ms. Saratas, I have two other adopted daughters, an adopted child, and a little girl who is a headache and needs to be taken care of. I am already a family, so unfortunately, I cannot accept your love meaning."

"Change it for a reward."

The Lord Lord shrugged and said blankly:

"Anything other than this will do."

"Cut, boring!"

The young lady with long purple hair stood up with an unhappy face. She glanced at Dornan with a bitter look, and let the little hoof stand upright. The grudge of the fifth ancient **** is terrible. At this moment, even Dor The power of the elements that had just stabilized in the south had again been turbulent, but the lord took a step to the outside, blocking the eyes of Saratas and Dornan. He looked at the fifth ancient god, he said:

"Speak, Saratas, my patience is running out. What the **** do you want?"

"Emmmmm"

Sister Purple Hair played with her hair, her purple eyes turned, she seemed to be thinking, and hesitating again, and after a moment, she looked at Terrion again:

"Is it really okay?"

"Ok."

The lord nodded.

"Well!"

Saratas snorted, she put one hand on her hips and reached out towards Tyrion, she said:

"You have two weak ancient spirits in the hands, give me one! You rejected my courtship, which makes me very sad, so I want to eat and drink to comfort my broken heart!"

"father!"

Before the big lord responded, Dornan gripped Tyrion's hand nervously, and the little hoof was no longer a child. She was well aware of the danger of the ancient god, Saratas, the veritable weakest ancient God, in the erosion of death, can easily imprison an elemental lord. Once she merges the souls of other ancient gods, then she will become stronger.

This is a very dangerous thing.

"Don't promise her, father! She must be brewing some dangerous conspiracy."

"Hey, little girl, how do you say it!"

Dornnan's speech dissatisfied Miss Saratas. She crossed her arms and said to Dornnan:

"How can you be so out of thin air?" I just helped you to get the angry element lord just now. You treat your friends like this? Besides, adults speak, children don't intervene!"

"you!"

Dornan's character is also very hot, this little hoof wants to refute the shameless woman, but was stopped by his father.

The high lord looked at Saratas, and his ice-blue eyes carried a trace of scrutiny, while Saratas calmly faced Tirion's scrutiny. She even even reached out her hand and put the clothes on her chest. Dialed outwards, revealing the dizzying white "cellulite", and the high lord, like a qualified gentleman, withdrawn his gaze at this moment.

He coughed lightly:

"I hope you figure out one thing, Saratas, the power of death spreads at the core of your form of existence. In terms of the strength of you and me, even if you eat a weak ancient god's soul, You can’t break the shackles of death. If you plan to win freedom in this way, you might as well take this opportunity to tell me directly... let me give you freedom."

"Looking at the two things you have done, I will consider this request, so... I will ask again one last time, have you really decided?"

"Of course I decided, my dear."

Miss Saratas showed a sweet and grinning signature smile. The black dull hair on her head flicked around, which seemed to represent her good mood. She said:

"I want the soul of the ancient **** to restore some strength to better serve my dear... Do you not feel my fierce love? My Tyrion, my dear love, Your indifference really makes me sad, do you think I will betray you? I even made our common "children" for you, those newly born void elves, they are our "crystallization of love".. ."

"what!"

Dornan made a retching voice, and she said to her father:

"I can't listen anymore, father, this is disgusting...I'm leaving, maybe my mother will "talk" to you tonight, so be prepared in advance~"

After talking, the little hoof stepped back a few steps with a smirk. She glared at Saratas fiercely, and then walked into the portal of elements sent by the astral world. On the island, only the left High Lord and Saratas.

There was silence between the two, until after a few seconds, the Lord Lord waved his hand and a misty key fell into the hands of Saratas. Tyrion looked at her and said:

"This is the key to seal Cthune, and the soul of the ancient **** who is half dead is yours."

"But remember, Saratas..."

"I can beat you once, and naturally I can beat you a second time, you better not have any thoughts that you shouldn't have, you should understand yourself...you should have died a long time ago, the only reason you are still alive, It’s because I want you to live, that’s all.”

"Your destiny is already in your own hands, make your decision carefully, ma'am."

After finishing speaking, the body of the Lord of the Lord slowly dissipated in the faint blue death mist, and after confirming that the Lord of the Lord had left the present world, the passion in Saratas' eyes suddenly dissipated at this moment, and she looked down at her hand. The key to her narrowed eyes flashed a chill.

Of course she knew that her request for this adventure had reached the bottom line of the high lord, but she finally succeeded.

But the most doubtful and most uncertain thing about Saratas is that the key that Tyrion gave her has really begun to trust her, or is this another test of loyalty?

Or the worst case scenario, is this the beginning of another conspiracy? Just as he set up a trick to lead Kil'jaeden to death?

Although the longer he was in contact with Tyrion, the better the Fifth Ancient God could figure out the way of thinking of this big lord. In Tyrion’s style of acting, loyalty was not the most important factor. There are also various thoughts circulating, and Tyrion never seems to control the dangerous signs of thinking. He seems to use people only to see ability, not to consider these other factors.

But the more this is, the more bottomless Saratas is.

"What the **** do you think, Tyrion!"

The fifth ancient **** clenched the cold misty key in her hand, she whispered:

"Do you really care?"

Saratas didn't come up with a reason in the end. She was still a little hesitant, but the key was already in hand, which meant she had to let go.

Yes, the fifth ancient **** has never been loyal to anyone except the void, she is about to start an adventure. The potential of Elune, the spirit of the world, is so great that it is not just the eyes of the dark Titan that are placed here, but even the void on the other side of the world has never looked away.

If Saratas's last game wins, she will be able to get the most powerful warrior for the void, and by the way get rid of the two most troublesome enemies, ushering in her most glorious promotion.

But if she loses...

I am afraid that the void side will lose the most important battlefield in the stars of Azeroth forever, and even with her herself, they will be destroyed.

Ah, this hand that lasted hundreds of thousands of years, finally, it was time for Stud.

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