Azeroth’s Death Track

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In Draenor, now shrouded in death, there are still some cities that are not under the management of the Dark Knight.

Those are neutral areas, supported by the agreements reached in the past, they survived in the form of being completely surrounded by the shadow of death that enveloped the sky of Draenor.

Shattrath City is a typical example. In the final liquidation war between the necromancy and the Draenei and the orc warriors active in Frostfire Ridge, the city poured in many, many exiles , Let Shattrath City "prosper" quickly.

At this point in time, here has become the largest life city of Draenor, more than 300,000 exiles of all races gathered in this city, and around the city, it has become a restricted area of ​​death, just like **** The faint light may be extinguished at any time, but before extinguishing, it can at least bring some warmth to these exiles.

Everyone knows that outside the city, the undead who hide in the dark can completely defeat Shattrath with a single charge. Under this fear of the future, the refugees living in the city will naturally become Negative and crazy, but some people choose to accumulate power silently, as far as Tyrion knows, a secret organization called Aldo has been established in Shattrath City.

The purpose of its establishment is to fight back the Knights of Dark Blade and recapture the occupied land.

Aurelia, who is separate from Tyrion, walks on the streets of Shattrath, watching the bustling crowd around him, the life-style lifestyle that reminds the windrunner of some thoughts about the past, she stays in Ai Zelas's relatives, her sisters and brothers, the people she had vowed to guard.

She betrayed them.

"Nasa, sometimes I feel stupid."

Aurelia sat on a stone bench by the street. She leaned there, closed her eyes, and whispered: "For a man, I abandoned everything, even my life. Is it really worth it?"

"Yes, you are really stupid!"

In the shadows, the blood watcher Nassa satirically ironically Aurelia:

"I have never seen a stupid woman like you, you can leave him alone, and then go back to your own life, you will have a lively lover, a perfect family, and a cute child, now ...You have nothing! You have become an immortal monster, smelling the blood will drive you crazy, you hate the sun, you can only live alone in the dark palace in your life."

"Become the queen of the mice...you are so stupid, Aurelia, I feel worthless for you!"

"But when I am with him, I will forget these."

The Windrunner sighed and said: "The barrier between life and death, everything lost, those people and loved ones who have betrayed by me, will all forget that under that cold body, Nassa, that fragile soul, he I am so dependent on me, nostalgic for me, and of course I am... two poor people snuggling together and hiding in the dark to keep warm, he is already so pitiful, I can’t give him up anymore."

She opened her eyes, a touch of tenderness flashed in her blood-red eyes, and she reached over her long hair, and she whispered:

"What's more, death has not blocked our feelings. On the contrary, after the desire to live has faded, our love has become more pure...I can feel the fusion of our souls."

"But what about that?"

Nasa's hoarse voice sounded again: "You can't even enjoy the most basic happiness of women!"

"Oh, that's not the case, Little Naza."

Aurelia showed a strange smile: "When each other's blood interacts, that kind of happiness can be far better than the dirty exchange of body fluids...You also experience the kind of crazy, obsessed, let You are addicted to the joy of falling, aren’t you?"

"Shut up! You shameless slut!"

As if poking into the most taboo weakness in Nasa's heart, the Blood Watcher made a panic scream and then quickly disappeared beside Aurelia. The shameful experience was the life of Nasa. A nightmare that cannot be forgotten.

But, as Aurelia said, the depraved happiness given by Sarin’s blood-sucking instincts prevented the firm-minded watchmen from refusing them, just like the drug addicts in Shattrath City, who fell. Into it, more and more unable to extricate themselves.

"Oh, simple little girl."

Aurelia made a good-humorous sneer. The exchange of the two made her feel inexplicably better. She stood up and wanted to leave the noisier street. The dead are separated from the living after all. These are living. The noise of her will make her feel bored.

But just when Aurelia left the corner, she suddenly saw a little girl crying on the street and crying. It was a draenei girl. She had a worn doll in her arms and a long dress on her body. It looked dirty, crying helplessly, and beside her, surrounded by a few doubtful broken people.

This scene narrowed Aurelia's eyes. She moved her fingers and walked in the direction of the girl.

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Dornan has had a bad time this time.

The child lost his father in Teredor’s demon defense, and her young heart became closed. Suffering from such a disaster, Dornant became depressed and unhappy. After all, she was only an 8-year-old child. .

But in a series of sharply deteriorating situations that followed, the prophets and draenei fighters were busy defending against the invasion of the undead. They did not have much time to pay attention to the girl who lost his father. The prophet had to protect himself before leaving Draenor. People have transferred many old, weak and sick to the city of Shattrath.

Tyrion and Adal have a peace agreement with each other. Shattrath City is the safest area in Draenor, and Dornan is one of the people who have been transferred, but lost their parents and let little Dornan change She became a poor orphan, and she was sent to the orphanage in Shattrath City, where many children like her lived.

There are orcs, ogres, draenei, and even a few crows.

The happiness of children is always very simple. After meeting a few friends, Dornan soon forgot the pain of losing his father and began to live in an orphanage with poor supplies, but doom came again. On her head, she was separated from the administrator during a trip, and was deceived by the villains who were active in the slums. They forced the young Dornan to disguise as a beggar and make money for them on the streets of Shattrath City.

This evil behavior is the same in every world, and these indecent evils are even more difficult to get rid of, especially in the chaotic situation in Shattrath City.

"You didn't get enough money today!"

A drunken broken man moved his fists and scolded fiercely:

"You are such a small waste, maybe I should throw you out of the city and feed those undead!"

Dornan curled his body in horror and hugged his shabby doll bear with both hands. She knew that the next step was a vicious beating. This was almost a nightmare that I experienced once a day, and the most desperate. Yes, Dornan himself did not know when this nightmare would end.

"Dad, where are you? Prophet...Prophet, didn't you say that we would protect us?"

In Dornan's heart, there was a feeling of being deceived by a kind prophet. On the night of the battle of Teredor, he clearly promised that he would protect her, but now, where is the prophet?

"Liar! Liar!"

Tears flowed down the corner of her eyes in disappointment. In this nightmare pain, Dornan seemed to hear the voices often heard in the dream. She looked up and wiped her tears, watching the villains smashed down. Fist, she gritted her teeth, for the first time responded to those lingering voices.

"Om"

Flames, faint flames burst out of the air around Dornan, like a trace of flames, and then the wind, the whistling wind blew through the little girl's hair, and frightened those punching villains, like water. The light flowed on Dornan's arm, healed her injured skin, and the earth. The power of the earth shook a small piece of ground around it, and fell those unexpected villains to the ground.

Dornan's eyes widened, the little girl looked down at her hands, and there were still tears on her face. She couldn't seem to believe that this was the power she called out.

But as the villains climbed up again, Dornan hurriedly grabbed his doll and rushed out. As a result, he collided head-on into an icy embrace. Dornan raised his head and saw a pair of blood-red ones. The eyes, shining in those eyes, are a touch of curiosity and a touch of pity.

Regardless of the filth of her clothes, the icy arm hugged her up and held it in her arms, and a hoarse and magnetic voice rang in Dornan's ears.

"Child, don't be afraid...no one can hurt you."

The broken villains stood up, grabbed the wooden sticks around them scoldingly, and turned around to see the woman holding Dornam, wearing a plain long dress, that looked like a rare elf, and looked at them In the middle, the plain long skirt had no corners, and Aurelia raised her finger to the disgusting villain in front of her dark blonde hair flying.

Like dispelling annoying flies, she whispered to nervous Dornam:

"Close your eyes, boy, don't look!"

Dornan closed his eyes obediently, holding his cheeks with both hands. At the next moment, the bodies of the four broken people in front of him, like a water sac filled with water, burst suddenly under the pressure of the inside. The smelly blood broke through their bodies, contaminating every brick and stone in this dark alley with disgusting flesh and blood fragments.

"What a disgusting taste..."

Holding the trembling Draenei girl, because she smelled the **** smell, Aurelia turned slightly away, and behind her, it was a hell-like scene. Unfortunately, this kind of massacre could no longer let The Windrunner made waves inside.

The Windrunner soon came to the orphanage in Shattrath City, where a kind-hearted orc mother-in-law was in charge. When Aurelia saw her, she was sewing clothes for the orphans, because of the lack of supplies, these clothes They all look very shabby.

"Gosh, Dornan!"

When the orc mother saw the little girl in Aurelia's arms, tears came out. She hurried forward to take the trembling Dornan from Aurelia's arms, and she stroked the little girl. Thanks to Aurelia's head.

"The child was lost a few days ago, I thought...I thought I would never see her again."

"This is a good boy."

Aurelia looked at Dornan, and she smiled. The Crow's crystal glasses covered her eyes, making Aurelia look very ladylike and making the orc mother feel close.

And just as Aurelia turned and left, a trace of sadness flashed in the eyes of the orc mother-in-law. She thought for a moment, stood up, and shouted Aurelia:

"Ma'am, I can see that you like little Dolnan, can you...can you please adopt her, I know...I know this is an impolite request, but...but in an orphanage In the current situation, it is difficult for us to afford so many children. Instead of letting the well-behaved good child of Dornan freeze and starve, it is better to find a good home for her."

Talking, the orc mother wiped her tears, and Dornan grabbed the orc mother’s clothes corner. She was obviously reluctant to leave with Aurelia. The child saw Aure at the last minute. How Leah treated the broken ones, she was afraid.

"Oh?"

Aurelia turned around, and under her glasses, a flash of thought flashed in her blood-red eyes, and she didn't hesitate for long.

"My husband and I always wanted a child."

The Windrunner reached out and touched her abdomen, and there was a trace of unspoken sadness in her voice: "But it is a pity that we will never have children, but if it is little Dornan, it is not unacceptable. ."

Aurelia squatted down, looking at the scared Dorna who stepped back a few steps, she asked in a hoarse voice:

"Will you go with me? Little girl, I promise, no one can bully you anymore, and my husband, your future father, will love you very, very much, he will give you... he will give you The whole world!"

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