Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Wow, wow"

The giant wings of the Death Raven flapped the air with the smell of sea, carrying their master from the dark temple suspended in the sky, and slowly flew to the isolated island in the sea in front of him.

Tyrion looked at the surrounding environment from left to right, which was different from the Draenor where everything was growing in his memory, and the outland where everything was withering. At this time, Draenor was probably in between, in a very dangerous position. He remains neutral, but when no one says bad, the situation will get worse.

Therefore, the death knight feels that he must prepare in advance. The strength of the Dark Blade Knights is scattered in various places in Draenor, like an open finger. In the face of a fierce enemy, there is no deterrent, only the fingers are closed Come back and make a fist, you have the capital and ability to fight against any accidents.

The wind that rolled up while the Bleach Raven was flying pulled a white mark on the sea behind, just like the plane separating the water, whistling and falling on the ground of the Franconian peninsula, the moment it landed, was The reef held by the steel-like claws shook, and a series of small stones smashed into the water below, causing the sharks that gathered around to spread apart quickly.

"How come there are so many sharks here?"

Tyrion leaped from the raven. He looked back at the nearly black sea behind him. He asked softly:

"Did you throw something into the sea?"

Standing next to Tyrion is an old comrade who has been away for 2 years, and the blood mage Ottum who is in charge of the search and war of Fragren. Roglio. Sunfury, I haven’t seen it for 2 years, this old elf It was still the original silent posture, the waist bar was straight, and the whole body exuded a posture that no one was close to.

His hair had turned grayish white like Tyrion, and his original green eyes had turned pale gray, looking like real ice.

Facing Tyrion’s question, Roglio did not answer, but pointed to the skeletons not far away, these awakened lowest-level undead carried some suspicious things back and forth, it seemed Like a part of the corpse of some behemoths, those gadgets carry a quirky dark green liquid... Tyrion guessed it should be some kind of blood.

"The corpse of the original beast."

Rogge briefly introduced: "It is full of unimaginable vitality, a kind of giant mammoth, but a giant plant composed of plants, they are the last layer of guardians of the Plain of Flan."

"Hard to deal with?"

Tyrion squinted at the bodies of the original beasts thrown into the water. He touched the beard of his chin: "Or is it a lot?"

"Unfortunately, both!"

Rogge made a "please" gesture to Tyrion, and then led the way, and the two quickly came to the fortress of the Knights of Dark Blade in the Plain of Fallon.

This is a fortress full of undead style, surrounded by dark and cold stones to form a high tower fortress, between the stones, filled with a material very similar to bone, at the top It is an extra large surveillance gem, like ice blue eyes.

This thing was imitated by the death knights who absorbed the sorcerer's spell, and the eye of Kilrogg, which was specially used for forward investigation, lost the ability to move, but the scope monitoring ability is stronger, and if it is sufficiently charged, Spell scattering similar to cannonballs is also possible.

Despite its power... it's just that so-so is better than nothing.

As soon as he stepped into this icy psychic tower fortress, Tyrion was attracted by the huge specimen placed in front of his eyes. He was close to the exquisitely crafted specimen with a frost on the outside, and looked back at Luo. Greo:

"Do you still keep the habit of making specimens? I thought you had forgotten this hobby."

"I always have to find something for myself to do."

Rogge waved his hand carelessly, and the death knight leader turned his gaze to the specimen of the original beast giant in front of him.

This thing is like a giant mammoth, with four hooves on the ground, like a kind of creature-a mammoth who only lives in Northrend on the northern continent of Azeroth, but the plant giant is bigger than a mammoth, according to Tyrion's prediction is that this guy with a height of more than 6 meters weighs at least 5 tons, which is definitely a rare monster-level creature of Azeroth and Draenor.

And its skin is also very worthy of its race. The thick and strong plant tissue like vine skin forms the outer skin of the giant. On its hands holding the heavy giant wooden war spear, Tyrion even I can see the flowers growing between the fingers...

In addition, there is no dress on the skin of this giant beast like a hill, like a giant mammoth with shaved hair, even the pair of ivory is so wonderful, but look carefully, that so-called Ivory is nothing but two cone-shaped pieces of wood.

"It's simply irresistible when it's running forward against the battle front."

Roglio stepped forward and stood beside Tyrion, looking at the specimen of the beast in front of him. He even said a vivid metaphor:

"It's like a colossus facing a storm charge, everyone knows that the storm can't stop it... Three months ago, when this thing came out of the spore forest at the center of the Plain of França, I worked hard The built legions were killed by two-thirds of their charge..."

The old ranger shrugged:

"I almost gave up...until I discovered one of their fatal weaknesses!"

When Roglio talked about the key point, it was like he stopped the conversation deliberately, waiting for Tyrion to ask. The latter turned his head to look at him. The two men stared at each other for a few seconds. Opened his eyes and coughed lightly:

"Well, you succeeded, I want to know this story, let's say, what did you find?"

When Tyrion turned his head, a fleeting smile appeared on Rogge's icy face. He quickly condensed his smile and said seriously:

"They are brainless!"

"Ok?"

Tyrion's eyes narrowed and a nasal murmur of unexplained meaning: "Should I understand this sentence literally? Or is it a symbolic meaning?"

"Literally!"

Roglio stepped forward and took out an eye-sized black seed from the plate next to the specimen. It looked like a small stone. He threw it to Tyrion:

"This is their brains. In fact, we can't expect plants to evolve the same thinking organs as humans and animals. The original beast giants that rushed out of the war rushed out of the spore forest with unstoppable momentum. But that's it, the farther away from that weird spore forest, the more serious their chaos."

Tyrion's eyes narrowed, and he quickly thought of something very similar:

"Golem?"

"Yes! Just like the low-level golems of Quel'Thalas. Once beyond the control range of the control core, there is only instinctive destruction and defense...These giants are worse than the golems, they have their own Temper and character, but they do not have enough wisdom to deal with these complicated things."

Roglio spread his hands:

"It was not that I defeated them in that battle, but that they defeated themselves. Do you know what these 6-meter-high and 5-ton-weight invincible monsters look to me?"

Tyrion showed a "please continue" look, Roger snorted and pointed to his head:

"They are like semi-finished products. If the Plain of Fallon is really like you said, the source of life in the world of Draenor, then this plant giant is undoubtedly the last imperial guard of this source of life, Unfortunately, it hasn't had time to add wisdom to these best fighters."

"So, do you mean that our war on the Plain of Franconian went smoothly?"

Tyrion threw the black pebbles back in his hand and asked with arms folded:

"So, how long will it be before I see my "trophy"?"

"For a long time! If I had such a manpower, you would have to wait at least 10 years!"

A trace of disdain flashed on Roglio's face. He turned back and tapped the ice on the back label itself. He said:

"Do you know why I should freeze this specimen?"

The old ranger turned his head to show a playful smile:

"It's alive! My lord, even if I dug out its "heart", dug out its "brain", and cut off two-thirds of its "vessels" in the body, but it is still alive, as long as After thawing, in less than half a day, our psychic tower will be completely submerged by the crazy plants that fell from it!"

"Do you understand? Terion, they are the ultimate creation of the life source of this world! Unless every plant tissue is burned out, you can't kill them at all, they won't fall down, and once they are Falling is just the beginning of another disaster, they are completely two extremes with us!"

"Two months before the start of the Franconian War, we captured the peninsula and burned two-thirds of the earth to ashes, but after that, in less than a month, the island...you too I saw that its forest coverage is even wider than it used to be, the mysterious source of life...it is devouring us with a madness of life!"

There was a hint of unwillingness in Roglio's voice:

"Even if I don’t want to admit that these plant beasts may not need wisdom at all, they can only reshape the world in a real sense by relying on the force of violent and completely immortal body, and let the world return to the brutal rule of plants. under!"

"So, my best general told me that the Dark Blade Knights failed in the quantitative battle for the first time?"

Tyrion was not too disappointed, he said frankly:

"Don’t worry, when the forest grows to its most prosperous season, there will always be a fire falling from the sky. This is the law of nature. It is from birth to death. This is also our advantage. Roger... I am here to inform you, This war should be over."

"Unfortunately, I would also like to see that we captured Fraron as soon as possible to find the source of Draenor's life, but now we have more troublesome things to deal with. The spies of the demons have been in the past half a month. Almost all of Delano."

The death knight lord moved his finger and said dissatisfiedly:

"They are running around under the eyes of the owner like mice, they think I can't find them, they are swaying and walking on my land, obviously, the demons are laughing at us, and they are planning a world-class Invasion, intending to give me a slap in the face, so you and your legion have to return to the frontal battlefield."

"What about here?"

A substantial flame jumped out of Roglio's gray eyes: "Are you going to let me leave here with shame and failure? Do you want me to accept the ridicule from those brainless plants and leave in a vain way?" "

"I reject!"

The stubbornness of the undead was undoubtedly displayed at this moment. Rogge's toughness made Tyraine stunned. Then, as if two people were alive, he reached out and held Rogge's neck, he whispered :

"Don't make trouble! We are still fighting after we died, but not to accept the hell's defeat... Listen to me, when the raven people of Alanka Peak Forest recently cleared Tongtian Peak, they found a "good thing", Lei Hope is letting her Tibetan people discover that thing as quickly as possible, as long as we reassemble it, believe me, these **** plants are not a problem at all!"

"You know, many, many years ago, these rampant plants tried to unify the world, but they suffered a failure on the ground of the Raven Kingdom..."

The tone of Lord Darksword became cold:

"I'll let you go to Alanka Peak Forest to reorganize it. After the weapon is reorganized, the Plain of Fallon will be its first goal. Believe me, Rogge, I want more than you to get buried here. The secret! And all you need to do is to be patient and wait... understand?"

Tyrion took a step back, extended his finger, and nodded in Roglio's chest:

"Quietly wait for the result to come! By the way, help me kill some demons..."

"Since we have taken root in this world, no one wants to drive us out of here! Devil, too!"

He clenched his fist, raised it, and placed it in front of Roger, increasing his tone:

"As long as they dare to reach out, we will..."

Roglio also clenched his fists and touched Tyrion's fist. Between the splashes of ice, the two said in unison:

"Chop off their claws!"

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