Azeroth’s Death Track

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On the prairie of Nagrand, a magnificent bonfire was raised, and the shadow moon shamans who regained the elemental trust recite the songs of the past. The breeze awakened by the elemental winds blows on the prairie and reunites. The orcs surrounded the flames and shared supplies that were increasingly difficult to obtain at this time.

It has been a long time since the children have seen such a lively scene, and children from different clans shuttle through the crowd.

Compared with the heavy and sorrows on the faces of the adults, after the world order completely collapsed, these children were still good at suffering, but the laughter of the children gradually infected the adults. The soldiers of the reclusive clan slowly laughed slowly.

Especially after the warriors of the Shadowmoon clan brought out some fine wine, the atmosphere near the campfire quickly became lively, which made people miss the Kashhag Festival, which was held twice a year by the orcs 20 years ago. The orc even shed tears.

Enchanted by demons to fight, 20 years of brutal war completely destroyed the world, but now, watching the remaining clans gather together as before, maybe...maybe this world has a future.

Shamans used elemental spells to appease the green leather orcs who were violent because of the demon blood. It has been 10 years since the blood of the demon was consumed. In the self-weakness of the demon blood, these orc warriors can also control themselves. The madman died long ago in the brutal war of killing each other and invading Azeroth.

"Look, Warlock!"

A female orc holding Valok Saurfang's arm, pointing to the orcs singing and dancing in front of the campfire, she also had tears in her eyes, she whispered:

"Like us before, we can still go back in time, we still have hope, right?"

Facing his wife's hopes, Saurfang felt very heavy. Nearly 2 months ago, he returned from the Dark Portal, but he had not waited until he united the three clans of Hellfire Peninsula. Chief Orgrim failed. The news was sent back to Draenor. This news almost defeated Saurfang's will. In despair, he rejected Grom's retention and returned to Nagrand's hometown alone.

In these 2 months, he never took up arms again. The exhaustion from his soul made him stay with his wife as quietly as he did a few years ago, as if he would live like this for the rest of his life.

But the return of Ner'zhul made Sarufar realize that the war was not over, and the element responded to the shaman's call again, which allowed Sarufar to see a glimmer of hope for the orc's future. This time Ner'zhul When summoning the chiefs of all the clans, there must be a big event to be announced. Saurfang is very clear that his peaceful life is likely to end there.

Reminiscent of the agreement between him and Tyrion, Saurfang's mood was a little low, and he could feel that perhaps the day when the agreement was fulfilled, it would be coming soon.

Thinking of this, Saurfang couldn't help but hug his wife, and his wife also seemed to have a hunch, grabbed Saurfang's arm, and whispered:

"Walok, I went to Mother Gaiaan today. You know, the mother is also a shaman. She told me...I...I have your child."

"what?"

The sudden news left Saurfang stunned. He was a little helpless, but then a ecstasy made him unable to hold his wife to turn around in the place a few times. Even the deep emotions in his heart were washed away. San, he gently reached out and stroked his wife's flat stomach, a new life was conceived, which was inherited from the blood of Saurfang.

After realizing that he had a child, the memories that he feared before, and those memories he didn't want to recall, came to Saurfang again, he took a deep breath, he held his wife's hand and whispered :

"I swear, Nora, I will find a safe new world for you and your children, even if it is my life..."

"Don't say that!"

Saurfang's wife Nuo stretched her hand to cover her husband's mouth. She leaned on Saurfang's chest. She said softly:

"For a while, when you followed Chief Blackhan to fight in another world, I always felt that I would lose you. This time I can see you come back safely. I am very grateful to the ancestors for their care, but that kind of premonition, It’s getting stronger, don’t die, Warlock... even if you die together in this world, don’t leave me here alone.”

"Relax, Nora!"

Saurfang patted his wife's shoulder: "The spirit of the elements has forgiven us. Ner'zhul is looking for a way to heal the world. Even if we enter Azeroth again, we will not lose... believe Me, I will win a new world for you and Dranosh, this is my promise!"

"Dranos?"

"Yes! My child's name! Draenor's heart, even for him, I will not fail, even if I climb out of the abyss of death, I will not fail again!"

Just as Saurfang and his wife roamed the prairie, within Voshugu, under the leadership of Ner'zhul, the chiefs of all the remaining clans of Draenor saw the monster-like Na The remains of Rukure, in the confession of the souls of their ancestors, they knew the reason behind the disaster that Drano suffered in the past.

Especially after knowing that the devil will not give up this world, all the chiefs realized the seriousness of the problem.

"The destiny may not change, but the end of the world is approaching. If this is the necessary destiny of the orc, then when it comes, I will gladly accept it."

Ner'zhul stood in front of Kurey like a **** stick, and he whispered to the chiefs who were watching him:

"But this fate was imposed on us by the draenei! Those star exiles are the true source of all evil...we must resist this fate, at least, at least we have to leave our children, orc civilization A ray of fire!"

"boom"

The chief's staff hit the ground, waking everyone up:

"They are innocent! We must save our race, someone must be bathed in blood, someone must be sacrificed for the future of the orc, we will take up the weapon again, but this time... this time, it is no longer for Conquest is no longer for looting, no longer for satisfying our bloodthirsty desires!"

"This time, the warriors of the tribe will gather together to fight for survival. We must catch a new world for our people before the demon arrives! This will be the beginning of our atonement for Draenor! "

"Great Chief!"

The Shaman of the White Claw stood up. He shouted with a trace of sadness: "Shall we give up our world like this? This should not be the fate of Draenor! The element, the element remains here, How can we give up?"

"No one said to give up Draenor! White Claw!"

Ner'zhul opened his eyes, he said in a deep voice:

"But before we fight hard, we have to put our tribes in a safe place. Believe me, chiefs, if the devil wants to defile our world, I will stand up and fight them first, before I die. , No one can destroy Draenor!"

"Uh"

Grom. Hellscream stood up. He leaned on his tomahawk and said aloud:

"Now we all know the truth, and everyone knows how hard everything we face, but no one will step back! Just say, Chief Chief, what shall we do to save our children and our loved ones? ?"

"Good, then listen to me! Chiefs."

Ner'zhul moved his fingers and took a white skull in his hand. The dark green evil floating in the skull made all chiefs frown:

"This is Gul'dan's head. All the evil things that the traitor did, even if he was wiped out by thousands of swords, but the remains he left behind can help us reopen the door of darkness...I have determined us The three things we must get, with them, we can easily find a world suitable for us to live in among the stars."

"But this time it is risky to reopen the Dark Portal. The alliance of another world once defeated the army we united with, so we can't fight them all! This will be a raid, our soldiers are divided into three ways to find After three things, I withdrew all of Draenor. At that time, I would immediately close the door of darkness to stop their pursuit."

"Hum, after all, aren't we going to let us die?"

The chief of the bone-eating clan snorted disdainfully. He looked fiercely at Ner'zhul and Grom. He shouted:

"Even the 150,000 army has failed. It is impossible for us people to grab the treasure from those alliances. This is to die, I don't do it!"

"waste!"

"Miscellaneous!"

Two roars rang out in the crowd. The blood roar in Grom's hand cut to the chief of the bone-eating clan. The orc hurriedly evaded, but the one-handed axe cut from behind cut off his neck easily.

An orc taller than the other orcs, holding the head of the bone-eating clan chief, shouted loudly:

"This is the common destiny of all orcs, and no one can escape this disaster! I will obey the command of the chieftain!"

The Warsong Chief standing next to the tall and unusual orc, Grom, even brandishing his battle axe, looked at the Chief in front of him with red eyes, as if he was about to choose a person to eat.

"Who else wants to quit!"

This **** scene stunned the rest of the orc chiefs, some timidly turned to escape, but Kagas of the Shattered Hand Clan and Fenris of the Thunder King Clan blocked the exit from the left and the right. All chiefs knew Ner'zhul's plan.

"Like what our warrior Rexxar said... All orcs must work together to survive this disaster!"

Ner'zhul waved the staff in his hand, and the viciousness of the orc chieftain shone in his narrowed eyes, and he shouted:

"We still have advantages, idiots! The three big clans of Blackrock, Blood Ring and Dragonmaw continue to insist on Azeroth, and tens of thousands of prisoners of war remain in the hands of the Alliance, as long as we unite and **** us The treasures needed are not a problem at all!"

"And I am not discussing this with you! I will ask again! Who else will quit!"

The other chiefs who have been pitted by the chiefs of several clans. Look at me. I look at you. Everyone understands that Ner'zhul is really determined this time. At this juncture, as long as he dares to say Without a word, you will be killed in a flash.

Under the double threat of death and disaster, soon all the chiefs patted their chests and promised to join the adventure together.

This relieved Ner'zhul, his fingers flicked:

"Very good! Everyone works together, there is no disaster that cannot be overcome, this time, let the bone-biting clan be the vanguard!"

On the other side, in a hall of the Dark Temple, Tyrion, who was meditating, was awakened by the beating of the shadow. He raised his head, and a sharp blade was resting on his neck, as if he would cut his throat in the next moment. .

"Is this game interesting? Nasa?"

The beautiful shape of the Blood Watcher emerged in the darkness behind Tyrion. Hearing the death knight's unwavering sound, Nasa snorted dismissively, and withdrew the dagger in her hand. She gritted her teeth and said:

"Sooner or later, I will..."

"You will cut my neck. You have said it 73 times... It is between your disrespect and I think it is necessary to give you a little "punishment"!"

The death knight interrupted the threat of the blood watcher. He stood up and looked back at Nasa in the shadow. His fingers moved, and the watchman's body immediately stiffened in the darkness.

"Tear it"

The bright red dress was torn apart, and the beautiful body was exposed to the icy air. The cold caused goose bumps on Nasa's body.

"what are you going to do!"

Nasa screamed, but soon her voice became playful. She even threw a teasing look at Tyrion, and then said maliciously:

"What do you want to do? Little Tyrion? Do you still have that function? Do you want to threaten me? Let me be as good as your little pet Yrel? Don't be delusional!"

This mockery made the Death Knight frown. In the dark, his ice-blue eyes turned into blood red, which made Nasa feel a hint of threat, especially when Tyrion approached her with a kind of ambiguous When the gesture held her in her arms, Nasa's screaming sounded again:

"I'm here to report the news! The orcs have gathered and they are heading towards the Dark Portal! They are about to invade Azeroth again! Your conspiracy succeeded, no! Let me go!"

"Why are you afraid?"

Tyrion’s cold lips kissed Nassa’s neck, and he whispered: “Did you say I can’t hurt you? Thank you for your news...but now, it’s time to teach a bad pet Now."

"hiss"

The sharpened teeth pierced the skin around Nasa's neck, and Tyrion's voice rang in her heart:

"I remember you enjoyed this feeling very much...Look, Nasa, you are not good, you have to understand that death is not evil! It is not a punishment...I have not tasted this sweet Kissing is the deepest regret in the world!"

"No! I know it's wrong! No!!"

Nasa’s screaming became weird in an instant, the strange and fast feeling brought by the blood interaction between the two sides was interactive, but compared to Nasa’s instantaneous sinking, Tyrion’s emotions were unmoved, As if nothing had happened at all.

Her consciousness is like the strange pleasure brought by the flow of blood. In her more charming voice, her slender arms wrap around Tyrion’s neck like a lover, getting tighter and tighter. Like a couple who never leave.

Eventually, in the high screams of Nasa, her body collapsed into Tyrion's arms, looking at her blurred eyes, Tyrion's eyes became colder.

"Very comfortable, right? But did I allow you to fall down? You submissive subordinate!"

"As a punishment...let's do it again."

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