Azeroth’s Death Track

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"The siege of Kazrak's crow's nest has been completed, but according to the scout report, the dark sect of fallen crows seems to be calling something..."

Yrel’s voice echoed in the spiritual link. As far as Alanka Peak Forest, she was reporting to the frontline wars to Tyrion. Lord Darkblade was located in Oakington at this time. He did not want to vent some depression on the frontline. Mood, but what Aukinton is doing at this time is obviously more important.

"call?"

Tyrion's brow furrowed, and he asked, "How long has it lasted?"

"The time is unknown, but the summoning ritual is very bloody. It is said that the crow priests used live sacrifices. Hundreds of high-level crows caught by them have already fallen under the altar, and the **** smell exuded the forest The beasts have become irritable."

Yrel's voice was mixed with a trace of disdain and taunt:

"What a dark and ignorant race!"

"That is to say, those crow-claw priests blocked their last hope on this strange call?"

Tyrion's chin was on his chin, a flash of fine light flashed in his eyes:

"Then let them go. With you and Saurfang there, no matter what they summon, you can cope with it, and once all the hope cards are shredded, we don’t even need ours. The knight charged, the crows would collapse on their own...this is a good thing!"

"Okay, we got it! Wait for the good news, Mr. Tyrion!"

Yrel gave his promise with confidence, and Tyrion nodded. Before the communication was cut off, he said again:

"If the problem is serious, notify me in time!"

"Observe!"

After the communication was disconnected, Tyrion stood on the spot for a moment, and then led into the deepest tomb of Oakington's cemetery under the leadership of the lower knight.

Sethekk Hall, which was originally the stronghold of the fallen Crows at Auchinton. Those dark twisted creatures called themselves the Dark Order and gathered here to plan some dangerous things. After the death knight arrived, they also tried to resist. But it was soon cleared, and together with their leader, the priest Aegis, who claimed to be the "king of claws", had his head cut off by Tyrion himself.

Today, there are still many traces left by the crows in this tomb. Some carvings representing the original beliefs, gilded idols and noble sacrifices have been retained by the new owner here. The Crow civilization has reached its peak at the level of handmade crafts, and it is almost the same as the gem cutting skills of Delano's proud draenei.

In the dark passage through which Tyrion walked, on the wooden frames on both sides, the exquisite gold-plated works of art shone with a deep light under the illumination of the crystal lamp, even the death knights who had no need for property. Can't bear to destroy them, these utensils and idols are the last pride of a collapsed civilization.

What makes people feel ironic is that in the current Draenor, it is estimated that only the Dark Blade Knights will deliberately retain the civilization creations of the Crow, even those crows themselves have forgotten the great civilization of their ancestors, changing Be brave and brutal, and oppress your compatriots with cruel beliefs. They are like a group of beasts, crawling through the ruins of ignorance after the collapse of civilization.

In the deepest part of Setheike Hall, in the large megalithic hall, hundreds of crystal lamps are inlaid on the masonry on the top, shining here as bright as the day, and wearing a robe with a delicate decoration The blood mage with white hair and spirits is standing on the edge of a stone platform, back to the entrance, busy.

The weird blood wrapped around his ten fingers like a snake. In front of him, there was a corpse of a high-ranking raven, which had not been twisted by the power of the shadow, the feathers were bright, the body was symmetrical and thin, so that the corpse looked There is a specimen-like beauty, and around the blood mage, there are several draenei women who help him. Those women raise their heads from time to time, and their eyes are covered with blood red. This scene looks more or less infiltrating.

"Seven, I heard you brought me good news!"

Tyrion’s voice rang behind the blood mage, interrupting Seven’s busyness, the latter suspended the research, waved away the blood, picked up the handkerchief from the basin on one side, and cleaned the fingers with slender nails It was only a moment later that pure water turned into blood red.

The blood mage waved his hand with a smile, and his blood servant assistants immediately exited the hall respectfully, and Sever leaned down slightly, saluting toward Lord Darkblade, and then opened his body to expose the crow behind him.

"Yes, Master Tyrion... Fortunately, it's not humiliating! After a long 175 days of research, the call of the Crow's death is complete!"

"Oh?"

Terion's ice-blue eyes jumped with a lustrous luster, and he quickly walked to the stone crow's crow, looking at the crow as a test object.

"Blue feather?"

Lord Darkblade looked back at the Blood Mage:

"This color is rare in the group of high-ranking ravens."

"This is because the identity of this crow is different, my lord."

Seven raised his finger and activated the psychic circle with grace, and said to Tyrion: "This is a real princess... the last princess of the crow people."

"princess?"

Tyrion took a step back and looked at the body of the Crow covered in purple psychic magic. He recalled for a moment and said softly:

"The kingdom of the Ravens under the rule of the sun priests does not have the title "Princess", so is this blue-feathered lady from the time when there were once kings in the Raven society? As far as I know, it is already 600. What happened years ago... It’s really hard for you, Seven, you actually found a corpse 600 years ago."

"Your wisdom is the same as before, this world has no secrets in your eyes."

The blood mage praised him exaggeratedly, and also made a gentleman-like lean over to pay tribute. This style of conversation made Tyrion frown. Although he did not want to interfere too much with the lives of his subordinates, he still reminded him of "goodwill". One sentence:

"Let's watch less draenei opera, Seven, it obviously has influenced your thinking and lifestyle."

"Cough"

The Blood Master coughed awkwardly and quickly changed the subject:

"It's not important, sir. What's important is that Princess Resh's tomb is on the edge of the Terokkar Valley, the first place occupied by Ms. Yrel, who was taken by her father, Tyro, the last claw of the crow. Ke personally buried it, and arranged special magic to make the body immortal for a hundred years. After the fallen Corvus who escaped accidentally destroyed the cemetery, an honest subordinate knight sent this broken body to me."

The blood mage shrugged:

"You wouldn’t want to know how miserable the princess’s body was when it was delivered, and that the funerals were plundered by those beast-like compatriots. There is no royal dignity, but we all have to thank the stubborn subordinate knight, He perfectly complied with the requirements you set, and sent all the bodies of the Ravens to Oakington... It was precisely because of the appearance of Princess Lexi that I found the reason why we have not been able to call the Ravens!"

Tyrion glanced back, and there was indeed a trace of re-stitching on the body of the blue crow. The suture thread used expensive magic lines. The stitching technique was first-class. The stitching trace at the end also composed a butterfly. The shape, well, it looks like the blood mage did it himself.

This detail made Tyrion's gaze even more bizarre towards Seven.

After becoming the blood mage of Salin, he regained his vitality and completely released himself. He went further and further on an evil path pursuing "art", but this does not matter... Anyway, the Knights of Tyraine are full of strange tire.

"Oh, the tragic story of Princess Lexi can be written as a perfect opera. Every time I think of her past, I can't help but sigh..."

Saiwen sighed with emotion, and then said:

"In short, Princess Lexi, who was sacrificed in the vicious dark power struggle of the Crow, died in the form of a high-rank Crow, but before she died, the sun priests declared her an exile, and she was exiled. Punishment, the "divine nature" belonging to the sun was stripped, and when she fell in the cursed Terokkar Valley, she died tragically, which made her not contaminated with shadows like other raven exiles. Divinity"!"

The blood mage spread his arms and said in a pityful voice:

"Princess Lexi's blood has also become pure because of this disaster!"

"and many more!"

Tyrion interrupted Severn's recitation like a hymn. He rubbed his forehead and asked:

"Divinity? This kind of stuff that sounds very powerful, how can it exist in the blood of the Crow?"

"Powerful? No, no, Master Terion, you have a little problem with the understanding of "divine nature"!"

When he was questioned, the blood mage raised his face and made some "science" to Tyrion with a serious face:

"Gods of the wilderness, those strange and powerful lives that exist in Azeroth, do you know them?"

"Yep"

Terion nodded. The gods of the wilderness refer to those beasts that surpassed the power of mortals. Most of them exist in the wilderness of Kalimdor. They are regarded as gods by the druids. They are the ultimate manifestation of vitality. The power of the gods in the wilderness far exceeds the imagination of mortals.

"Then I will take them as an example. Agamagan, in the battle of the ancients 10,000 years ago, this wild boar demigod stretched across the continent and defeated the invading demons. It was powerful. We can’t understand it at the moment, but... As a clan of wild boar demigods, wild boar men who inherited the divinity of Agammagan, do you think they are strong?"

The blood mage looked at Tyrion in thought, and he whispered:

"For the same reason, many turtles along the coast of Azeroth have a trace of the divinity that belongs to the turtle's demigod Tortula. Are they powerful? Adult, the divinity is the bloodline! It is the one that inherits the will of the creator. In this embodiment, it does not mean powerful. If it has to be said, its symbolic meaning only shows that "the ancestor is very powerful", and does not mean that the heir is also powerful!"

"The same is true of the Crow. In the Crow Book we seized, the first generation of Anhar priests, the originators of the current Sun priests, recorded their own history. It is said that the crow was originated from Dera The demigod of Nuo World, Rukma, the spirit of the sun, created the Crow to commemorate the former partner, An Su, the **** of the crow who died in the battle of the demigods, so I would say that Divinity, that is, their blood, comes from the spirit of the sun, and they worship the sun because of it!"

The explanation was very concise. Tyrion nodded. He looked back at the body of Princess Lexi who began to tremble in the psychic circle. He said softly:

"The divinity of the high-ranking raven comes from the spirit of the sun, so the divinity of the fallen raven comes from Ansu?"

"Do not!"

There was a strange smile on Seven's cheek:

"According to the history of the Crow, Ansu, the **** of the crow, died in the battle with the **** of the wind snake, Saite, and the venomous **** of the wind snake cursed the land before he died. Its fallen blood spilled over the whole of Thailand. The Roca Valley, where the high-ranking ravens exiled prisoners... got it? Lord, the divinity of the fallen raven comes from the **** of the wind snake, Saitai, to be precise, they are cursed... . That's why the fallen Crow can manipulate the power of the shadow."

"The reason why we can't recall the crow from death is because these two divine acts cause the blood vessels in their bodies to stop all this, and we only need to draw the weak "hemoth blood" and let them "Pure" as Princess Lexi..."

"Uh"

Before Sawan's words were finished, the blue crow lying on the stone platform opened his eyes violently. After 600 years of death due to brutal political struggle, the last princess of the crow revived.

She flapped her wings as gracefully as she did when she was alive. She was not flexible enough to control the wind and stood up from the stone platform. The blue feathers flew in the air, letting her graceful posture fall to the ground like the sky queen.

Her twinkling blue eyes looked at the two humanoid creatures she had never seen before. The ancient memories from 600 years ago recovered little by little in her complete soul, and remained silent for several minutes. After that, the eyes of the Raven Princess became dim.

"I...I still haven't escaped the nightmare of death?"

"Welcome to your return, Your Royal Highness!"

The Blood Mage stepped back and bent over gracefully to salute, while Tyrion took a step forward. He looked at the bewildered Lexi, the undead returning from the time 600 years ago, he whispered:

"Starting today, Lexi, you will become the dark blade...Queen of Claws!"

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