Azeroth’s Death Track

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The faint sunlight shone through the deep clouds for the first time on the desolate land of Shadowmoon Valley. The orc warriors who had just bathed in a pure rain saw the hope of the future, and the shaman who regained the power of the elements With the help of them, they buried the body of the war dead properly. Although the death of Shadowmoon Valley is inevitable, this world is bound to be reborn.

Everyone believes that this twisted but bright future, and only Ner'zhul knows how difficult this future will be.

The old shaman looked back at the devastated earth. The three orc chiefs stood behind him. Although there was still a contradiction between them, they saw the hope. The contradiction between each other could also be temporarily put down. The freedom of the elemental spirit also comforted the orcs. The chief's violent heart made them feel a trace of tranquility in the torture of the magic blood.

"This is just the beginning of salvation, Grommash, Fenris, Kargath, we all know that even with the help of the elements, the resources of this world are not enough to feed the existing orcs, the restoration of the elemental spirit is just to let us 'S soul is back to glory, but we still need a stronger force to save our body..."

Ner'zhul said softly:

"Gul'dan's sins and his mistakes will be corrected! But Draenor's recovery must be a long process, and it is likely to be calculated in a hundred years, and in this process, we must guarantee the existing people Survival!"

"The infection of the magic blood has destroyed a whole generation. We cannot leave this infection to the next generation. Therefore, we must concentrate the children on Nagrand, which is the least polluted by evil energy, and give it to an elder. Those of us cursed by the magic blood..."

The old shaman's voice became clanging. He leaned on his staff and looked back at the chiefs:

"We will use our hands to win the future for the tribe!"

"Go, call all the forces we can find and tell them that the elements have returned, and the wisdom of the ancestors will once again shine forth, and three days later, in the spiritual mountain of Nagrand, Woshugu, we will carry out a sublime The Kashhag Festival, the ancient tradition will be continued, the most important thing is...by that time, I will announce my plan for the future of the tribe."

Ner'zhul looked at the three chiefs in front of him, he said in a deep voice:

"I will be the third chieftain, and I need your help, we will join hands to save the orc civilization...at all costs!"

"After our success, our pure blood descendants will take over the position of chieftain! Grommash, Fenris, Kargath, your clan will not perish, and the desire for war surging in your body will be obtained. Unprecedented satisfaction, although it is also a killing, is different from the past conquests and invasions. This time, we will fight for the future of the orcs!"

"I will find a way to release the bloodthirsty desire of the orcs who are plagued by fiendish blood. This is my promise to you! And if the continuation of civilization requires an inevitable victim, then I will accept my destiny and I will be the first dead person. !"

The three chiefs were silent for nearly a minute. Cargas, the most irritable character, stepped forward and tried to say something, but was stopped by Grom and Fenris at the same time. Grom took a step back and he moved slightly towards Ner'zhul. Lean over:

"Observe! Great Chief!"

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Shadowmoon Valley used to be the hometown of the Shadowmoon Orcs, and in the past 200 years of the Orc's history, there is another figure of the race that accompanies them.

That is the draenei, a race among the stars, they have mastered the mysterious technology, but in the records of the orcs, these weird people with powerful power live in a secret way in the world of Draenor, They never infringe on the orc's territory and maintain a delicate balance with each other. If there is no external intervention, the gentle Draenei will further contact with the orc and eventually merge into one...

But the devil’s conspiracy destroyed everything, and the orcs who drank the devil’s blood were eager for war and destruction, so they aimed the butcher knife at the indestructible draenei, it was a tragic slaughter, three points Two of the draenei died in the orcs' sudden invasion, and the splendid city they built was also completely destroyed in the war.

In Shadowmoon Valley, there was such a city that once belonged to the draenei... it was called Carabo, and was once one of the most glorious cities of the draenei, but now, it is called the Temple of Darkness The cursed fortress, even the orcs were unwilling to approach it.

Not only because of the inhuman massacre here, but also because the warlocks of Gul'dan ignited the power of taboo and wrapped the temple in the power called "Void".

And now, this abandoned black city has a new owner.

"Da da da"

The sound of heavy footsteps and staffs striking the ground rang in the tall and wide corridor of the Dark Temple, where the death knights had just installed simple spar lamps, barely able to illuminate the intricate path.

This is not the first time Ner'zhul came to the Temple of Karapo. He has witnessed how the orc warriors are here to kill the defenseless Draenei civilians, even children. For a few days, the smell of blood covered Kara Wave, you can smell the disgusting smell even in far places.

The orcs are the victims of the devil's tricks, and these innocent draenei... are more like sacrifices of darkness.

"You came."

Under the guidance of the little gnome Ella, Ner'zhul quickly came to the top of the Dark Temple. Here is a large platform that overlooks the entire Shadowmoon Valley, and on the edge of the platform, a dark figure stands there. The black cloak enveloped his body. In the sense of elemental power, the death knight in front of him was like a vortex of darkness.

Ner'zhul is very curious, what kind of past has this death knight experienced in order to allow him to retain his own thinking under the impact of such a huge energy of death?

"I'm coming..."

Ner'zhul replied in a humble voice: "I have to thank you for your help, Tyrion. Without the curse code you brought, Delano will certainly not see any hope for the future."

"No need to thank me, just a deal."

The death knight turned around and reached out to take over the three stones passed by Ner'zhul. The code of curse is a kind of spell, and this stone is its carrier. It only needs to read the spell to ignite the dark and strange power. The stone will not be consumed.

"Speaking of it, my friend Ner'zhul, what are you going to do next?"

Tyrion turned and walked to the broken stone throne on the platform, while the orc shaman stood on the side. The two were like cooperative allies, although the two had no trust in each other.

But as Tyraine said, in the cooperation with this death knight, Ner'zhul has not found any trace of anomalies or conspiracy, either the death knight's sneaky hide his eyes, or this death knight is sincere Help the orcs intentionally...Unfortunately, both of these possibilities have been denied by the orcs shaman.

Ner'zhul can be sure that Tyrion has his own purpose, and the orc is only his pawn, but judging from the current situation of Draenor, Ner'zhul wants to save the orc civilization, and cooperates with the mysterious Tyrion, It is the best way, as for the dispute and hostility that two people will inevitably come... Then wait until later.

"With the skull of Gul'dan you gave..."

Ner'zhul reached up and picked up the skull hanging around his waist. He felt the evil energy flowing in the skull. He whispered:

"With it, we can restart the Dark Gate. The current ecology of Draenor is too fragile. We can only leave children and women here. All the soldiers who can move must be united under the banner of the tribe. Azeroth snatched enough resources to supplement the existence of self..."

"Oh, this sounds no different from the claims of Blackhan and Orgrim..."

Tyrion stared at Ner'zhul: "The same method will only encounter the same failure. You will not be naive to think that you can defeat the alliance by relying on the defeat of the remnants you gathered together?"

"This time we will not blindly march!"

Ner'zhul said:

"I have heard from the soldiers who have fled back and heard the result of the war. Contact the Blackstone Tower. We will occupy a few areas outside the Dark Portal and connect Azeroth with Draenor. This time The orcs will not greet the Alliance's offensive in a decentralized manner, we will unite together...even if necessary, we will negotiate with those humans!"

"The tribe does not need much, and under the weight of the war, I think they will agree."

"Cannibalization?"

Tyrion immediately understood Ner'zhul's intentions. It seemed that the old shaman was preparing to use the method of warfighting to occupy the land outside the Dark Gate little by little, using Azeroth's Resources to fill the vacancies that Draenor needs.

I have to say that this is actually a very clever way of war. Even if the orcs are defeated again, as long as they have enough resources, they will be able to launch the next attack sooner or later. The dark gate of Azeroth has been destroyed. , Delano’s Dark Portal still exists, and the rhythm of war is in the hands of the orcs.

And the Alliance will not be so united every time. No one knows the character of those human kings better than Tyrion. Attacks again and again will only make the Alliance exhausted. Realizing that the orcs swept in do not intend to After occupying the entire continent, it is likely that there will be signs of division within the alliance.

But this was not the result the Death Knight wanted to see. His eyebrows were raised. A gleam of light flashed in the ice blue eyes. He whispered:

"But this is too risky. The warriors of the tribe should not be consumed in this way. Would you like to listen to me? My friend Ner'zhul."

"Hear your ears!"

Ner'zhul nodded, and the death knight sat on the icy stone throne. He crossed his fingers and whispered in a hoarse voice:

"Azeroth is a very magical world, there are a lot of powers that you can't imagine, you already know that the figure of the devil is standing behind Gul'dan, but you may not know why Gul'dan would risk betrayal Demon...Let me tell you, because that world has hidden enough power to defeat the demon, Gul'dan was tempted!"

This sentence raised Ner'zhul's brow, but he did not speak immediately, and the death knight continued to say:

"The Dark Portal is the channel that connects the two worlds. It is the embodiment of the most advanced wisdom of wizard and warlock magic, but there is one thing that can easily tear open the portal to other worlds."

"Look, the orcs have already suffered a defeat in Azeroth, and then going there to take risks will obviously suffer from the crazy attack of the alliance, which is unreasonable, and in the stars, similar to Azeroth There are so many worlds, why don’t we find a world that is easier to defeat? The orcs are so powerful, you should have a life worthy of your identity, but Draenor’s rescue is far away, don’t you want to give Do you want to keep your own civilization alive?"

Tyrion’s voice became seductive:

"In case Draenor's rescue fails, another world will start again, the orc civilization will not die, and it will become more prosperous... By the way, you may not know one thing... let me tell You, my friend Ner'zhul."

The death knight lowered his voice:

"Do you really think that the demons found the orcs by accident? Wrong! Not accidentally...The draenei, the demons are looking for the draenei, the draenei leader Velen, you should see After him, there is an irreconcilable tangle between him and the demon leader! Do you know why I generously give the curse code to you?"

Tyrion issued a series of creepy sneers:

"Ner'zhul, you can't see the future, but I can! Let me tell you, the destruction of Draenor is doomed, and your efforts to save the world are futile!"

"As long as the draenei still exist in this world, the demons will not give up their hunt, your world is only a victim of the draenei escape! And in the end, the orcs will be dedicated to the demon instead of the draenei. Offerings!"

The secrets revealed by Tyrion chilled Ner'zhul's whole body. As a wise shaman, he would not be tempted by rhetoric, but combined with the process of the orc being eroded by the demon, he completely experienced this process. Under Tyrion’s guidance, he repeatedly pondered, and in the end... he had to admit that maybe the Death Knight said something so reasonable.

And the ending described by the death knight made Ner'zhul unable to hold his fist, he stared at the death knight fiercely:

"So, you never gave me rescue, right? You liar!"

"Do not!"

Tyrion's palm rested on Ner'zhul's shoulder. The coldness of death made the old shaman's body tremble. The death knight whispered in a hoarse and indifferent voice:

"I just let you see the future of the orcs and the tribe... what you need is not help, but evidence! Chief Chief, go to Woshugu and have a look, all the truth is there, but IMHO, leave it to There is not much time between you and the orcs."

"And after that, you will take my advice and get those few things, you will leave a ray of fire for the orcs! If you want to save your world, then you should do as I said... I am not malicious to you, my friend"

"I can also send my strength to help you, you see, this is not harmful to you at all!"

"So, give it a try!"

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