Azeroth’s Death Track

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In the forest of Quel'Thalas, before General Liresa's cemetery, past memories and evaluations were slightly overturned.

Tyrion became a death knight and collaborated with the orcs. The attack on Quel'Thalas is no longer a secret, but considering that Tyrion is after all a hero of Quel'Thalas, for the hero black In fact, the official adopted a strategy of concealment.

But it turned out that Tyrion was not a murderer and a butcher. Although he closed the border, the act of trapping the orc was probably not because he missed his homeland, but in any case, his behavior won precious time for Quel'Thalas. , Plus the battle of death knights and orcs in Stratholme Mountain.

All this shows that in the war that the orcs invaded Quel'Thalas, Tyrion actually stood on the point of the high elves. What the death knight thought was not important, what was important was how he did it. ..

The facts Sylvanas told made Aurelia feel like a mess.

There was a hint of joy in her heart. She did not misunderstand Tyrion. She guessed right. The death knight was afraid of hurting her, so she deliberately pushed her away.

But at the same time, she was at a loss. She had seen how death knights on the battlefield killed the living and evoked the dead. She had also seen Tyrion's indifferent indifference to death and killing. That was not disguise, it was another him! A completely real him.

Which one is the true face of Tyrion?

Hidden under the dead body, is it the soul of the past or a monster catalyzed by death? She was not sure.

But Aurelia's determined will in her heart was extinguished like a flame of running water at this time, leaving her at a loss.

The new Ranger General Sylvanas took a step forward. She took something from her waist pocket and put it in Aurelia's palm.

Starting with the icy cold, the windrunner's eldest daughter put the thing in front of her eyes. It was a wild flower that had been frozen, wrapped in ice, just like it was when it was still blooming.

"He lied to you, sister, he lied to all of us, he still has feelings, but he was hidden under the body of death... He witnessed the death of his mother with his own eyes, personally avenged her, he protected Eversong Forest, he protected Silvermoon City, he protected me and Lilas, he was the same Tyrion... death did not take him."

Sylvanas reached out her hand and hugged Aurelia. The latter did not cry. She just looked down at the frozen flower and finally held it carefully in the palm of her hand.

"I know what you said is true, Shiva, but the Tyrion I saw, he is not the one in the past, I don't know who to believe, my heart is very disturbed."

Aurelia looked at her sister. There was a distressing tangle in her eyes. She said softly:

"What should I do? Sister."

"Go and ask him! Interrogate him!"

Sylvanas reached out her hand and put it on her sister's shoulder. Her beautiful eyebrows were raised.

"If the **** still likes you, he should come back to Silvermoon City. The magic of Sunwell will reshape his body. If he doesn’t like you, he will shoot him with an arrow to save him from making more for the Windrunner family. Many scandals."

Seeing Aurelia was still hesitant, Sylvanas lowered her voice and revealed a very important news.

"You don't know yet, sister, Prince Kael'thas is forming a special squad, he will try to contact Tyrion to see if he can bring the hero back to Quel'Thalas, since he still has Living feelings, then he is still our hero...Sister, I think it's perfect for you to command this team."

"And at that time..."

Sylvanas took the back bow Sarados behind his backhand and put it back into Aurelia's hands:

"Whether you decide to bring him back or you want to kill him, you will need the power of Sasdora. I know better than anyone. You have this ability, my sister."

Aurelia did not refuse. After a while, she took a deep breath and took off the necklace that never left her neck. That was the necklace that Tyrion had left for her. Aurelia let the jeweler re-embellish it .

It was inlaid with three crystals of green, red and blue. The elder Windrunner took apart the necklace and put the third of the blue into Sylvanas’ hands. She gently stroked her sister’s hair. Embracing him in her arms, she whispered:

"Sylvanas, thank you for everything you have done for me and Tyrion, my sister, I will face him, for the last time...after that, I swear, I will obey my destiny."

"Whether it leads to light or falls into darkness..."

On the other side, in front of the dark door of dark green light, all the existing obstacles were demolished by the soldiers. Khadgar took 13 Dalaran mages standing on a special circle just drawn In the center, hundreds of alliance knights and infantry are stationed on the slopes of the crater behind them to guard against any situation that may arise.

Darnas Torbain, Turalyon, Kudran Wildman, and the newly arrived Grand Knights Uther, Tirion Fording, General Windsor, and the Seventh Military Chief Shore, the commanders of these alliances also looked nervously at the mages in front of them.

Today, the mages will try to close or destroy the dark door, and completely wipe out the horror symbol of the past seven years to free the world of Azeroth from the shadow of war.

This is a very dangerous act. Even a layman who knows nothing about magic, standing in front of the Dark Portal, can easily feel the power contained in the dark green vortex of energy in front of him. The mainland will definitely be an uncompromising disaster.

But the Alliance had to take risks. The reason is very simple. The door in front of the world leads to the orc world, and in that world, it has been determined that there are still an alarming number of extremely aggressive orcs. This door stands here for Ai Zelas is an extremely terrifying threat. The soldiers of the human world are exhausted, and all the countries participating in the war have suffered heavy casualties. They have no extra strength to deal with what may happen.

"Om"

The 14 mages cast their spells together. The violet halo filled the magic circle, like a layer of veil, shaking around Khadgar, and the powerful magic gathered in the body of the mage, even with Medivh. The magic that was left to him at the time made Khadgar's eyes glow with violet light. In the light of this light, every magic line in the huge dark door in front of him was clear and abnormal.

"I want to cut them one by one!"

Khadgar waved the eagle's scepter left by Medivh and shouted, "Maintain magic,"

The beating magic caused a fierce magic wind to gather around the crater. The ordinary soldiers even felt that the world in front of them had become twisted, and the whistling wind hit their faces, and the prickly skin hurt. They He had to raise his hand to cover his eyes.

And as Khadgar cuts off the mana line of a dark door, the truncated magic power will ring like bells in the air, with the haze gradually spreading out in the sky. Lightning fluttering in the air, this scene looks like a myth.

"Clang, clang, clang"

The detonation of the magic became more and more violent, the commander's breath became more rapid, the sweat of Danath's clenched palms was dripping, and the dwarf Kudran was pouring wine into his mouth, the Paladins half Kneeling on the ground, praying for the sanctuary of the Holy Light, those who can still stand here are real warriors, watching this all at the risk of the big explosion of the Dark Portal.

When the last magic line was cut off, the haze cloud covered in the sky was completely dispersed, and the evil energy gathered here dissipated, allowing the warm sunlight to shine directly on the earth, the kind of light that everyone could not bear. Cheers.

Khadgar's pale face, this long-time manipulation of huge magical power, has caused a considerable load on him who has been cursed and no longer young. His forehead is already covered with sweat. In front of him, a huge Within the black stone pillar, the dark green vortex of energy has shrunk to the size of a human head like the ebb tide.

This means that the door of darkness on the side of Azeroth has actually been closed...Yes, the door of darkness connects the world, and there are two doors in Draenor and Azeroth, representing the two worlds. coordinate of.

Violet's magical light dissipated. Khadgar wiped his sweat with his sleeve. He looked back at the commanders behind him and nodded towards them. Suddenly, a burst of warm cheers shouted in the commander's group. Come out, some sincere believers even kneel on the ground, kissing the dust on the ground when the sun shines on the land again 7 years later.

More people hugged together, cheering a difficult victory.

Khadgar turned his head, his eyes flashed with perseverance, he waved his staff, and the huge magic spewed out, gathering in the air into a torn magic light, smashing the black stone pillar supporting the dark gate, Under the ravages of the magic storm, the symbol of the beginning of the war collapsed on the dust. In the explosion of the stone pillars, a new era, a peaceful era came.

"Our war is over."

Danas Trollbane looked at the battle axe in his hand, he shook his head, and laughed and took the spirit delivered by the dwarf, letting the spicy taste rush into the stomach, and the commanders' behavior was opened. In a carnival, the soldiers sang songs and shared crude wine. Although there was no victory meal, they witnessed all the destruction of the Dark Portal. The smell of victory is the best for them. Drunken dinner.

"I will stay here."

Outside the Dark Gate Crater, Khadgar took a sip of hard liquor and said to the other commanders:

"I will take over the stronghold of the Black Swamp. This matter has been reported to Dalaran, and it is estimated that there will be orders soon."

"But there is nothing here, what are you doing here?"

Sitting in a chair, the dwarf Kudran asked in doubt:

"Do you want to do some strange research belonging to the magicians?"

Others also looked at the mage, who smiled and shook his head:

"Not all... On the one hand, because in the war, I have some experience with the use of magic, and I need a quiet place to understand and experiment without being disturbed. On the other hand..."

Khadgar glanced back at the empty crater, and a worries gleamed in his eyes:

"The Dark Portal has stood here for 7 years, and the power of the evil has penetrated into this land, making it barren. If not prevented, this barrenness will devour the rest of the mainland a little bit, more important Yes, although the Dark Portal has been destroyed, I can still feel a crack in the space that cannot be calmed, like a crack in the glass, so conspicuous, I must find a way to close it!"

"Oh? Crack?"

The drunk General General Windsor looked back, and he shrugged: "But I didn't see anything, there was nothing."

"Of course you can’t see it with the naked eye... In short, if there are enough resources, I will build a long-term fortress here, watch the threat to the world, I think of the name... just call it Watchtower."

"Watching the victory we won."

Khadgar seemed unwilling to say too much on this issue, and his silence did not affect the warm emotions of the other commanders. In the eyes of these soldiers, the war was over, and they were enjoying peacetime wantonly.

After the banquet, Khadgar wandered alone on the **** of the crater. He looked at the remaining half-stone pillars and the steps at the bottom of the valley below, shining with endless doubts in his heart.

"What kind of scene is the world of Draenor's homeland?"

"What kind of power is there in that dying orc that has to invade the migrating world?"

"The most important thing is, is the war really over? Are the orcs who fled back to Draenor willing to accompany their world to die?"

Khadgar's eyes were filled with unquenchable doubts, and he instinctively felt that things might not be so simple.

Yes... Soon, the answers to all questions will be presented to Khadgar in an unimaginable way.

Of course, that might not be what he wanted...

And in the dark sky of the world of Draenor, Tyrion stood above the head of the Necronomicon, gray hair flying around, he looked at the green vortex of the dark gate in the distance, and the death knights stood behind him. , The little gnome captured by them lay on the back of the dragon, staring helplessly with big eyes and wiping tears, everyone knows...

The road back to Azeroth was closed, they were thrown here, in a strange world.

"Go! Let us take a good look at this new world..."

Tyrion didn't feel much, and in Draenor he felt his heartfelt freedom. He snapped his fingers, and the Necrotic dragon jumped in the direction, biting off the dodge-headed dragon and the orcs behind it. Knight, in the scream of the orc, the death knight played with the new skull in his hand, and he rubbed his chin:

"Where should I go first?"

"Oh... Go to Shadowmoon Valley first, to see our dear Mr. Ner'zhul."

"The Dark Blade Knights have studied and decided, let him be the next Chief Chief!"

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