Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Om"

The pure and rich holy light filled the kingdom's dormitory like the tide. In the shining of the holy light, a tall figure stood in the light, and the beating golden energy was rippling in his hands, infiltrating little by little In the body of a patient who was seriously injured in front of him.

The brutal appearance of the wound was quickly healed, and the strange toxins in the body were removed a little bit. Until a few minutes later, the Prophet Velen, the most powerful priest of the Draenei, stopped the Holy Light. Shining, he turned around, the royal guard quickly put on a hot towel, the prophet wiped his hands, and glanced at the rippling green liquid in the blood at hand.

The Prophet's expression was a little dignified. He held the staff and turned out of the palace. In front of him, the restless young King Varian Wrynn hurriedly stood up from the throne. He quickly walked to the Prophet's eyes, raised his head, and used An ardent hope looked at the Prophet, who nodded at him, the king's tense spirit relaxed suddenly, the whole person shook, and was quickly held by the royal guard.

"Your Majesty is strong, Your Majesty Varian."

Velen said softly to the king:

"She has a strong perseverance in her heart, so that she never succumbed when faced with death. Of course, this is also thanks to the Duke of Boval for her hard work to maintain, otherwise, the queen may not be able to support me...but now , She was out of danger, but the stone hit her forehead and had some bad effects on her brain."

"I only care about my wife now, can she wake up?"

Varian looked at the prophet with a gesture of supplication:

"Please, you must cure her. I can't live without Tiffany in my life... Please, please."

"Your Majesty is out of danger, but I can't give a clear answer when she wakes up."

The Prophet said with some guilt:

"There are complex secrets hidden in the soul. Your majesty, I can guarantee that the queen will definitely wake up, but I can’t promise the specific time, and IMHO, there are more important matters waiting for you to deal with. What."

Archbishop Benedictus of the Bright Cathedral, who heard the news, also exhorted:

"Your Majesty, the prophet said that the bombs detonated by the mob in the dock area are not ordinary alchemy bombs. Although the strange mist hidden in them is frozen under the manipulation of the wizards, hundreds of people infected A lot of weird changes have been made. We don’t know whether this epidemic is infectious...but we should prevent it in advance!"

"Then it will be yours, Archbishop."

The young king lost his soul and walked into the dormitory with the help of the bodyguard. He waved his hand weakly:

"I'm not in the mood to deal with this now, I'll leave it to you, do it, I believe you."

The red wooden door closed behind the king. The archbishop sighed. He moved the rosary in his hand and looked at the prophet. He said softly:

"Mr. Velen, this time, we may have to trouble you. We lack the experience to deal with this evil thing. Have you seen this kind of evil exist before?"

Velen frowned, he thought for a moment, and said with some uncertainty:

"I don’t know if it’s the same source, but if it’s the composition of these mists... some are familiar to me, but I don’t know much about Azeroth’s herbs, I don’t know this. Does the world have herbs with the same effect, so I need some pharmacist's help to make a final conclusion."

"Ok."

The archbishop nodded:

"Then start working, Mr. Prophet. I also have some research on pharmacy. I will assist you. Speaking of this, before I studied the teachings of the Draenei of the Holy Light, I have some doubts. Place, I can ask you in the next time."

The two distinguished priests, led by the royal guards, went to the Cathedral of Light to study the strange poisonous mists. On the other side, in the residence of the Countess Katerina, the tired Duke of Berval also stood nervously In the living room, awaiting the results of the treatment of Privy Chaldean Chaldean.

Inside the room across the wall, Chaplain Chald carefully wound a bandage blessed by the Holy Light on the arm of the delicate countess. The injury of the countess in the explosion looked terrible. The whole body was blood, but In fact, under the protection of the Duke of Boval, she was only bruised a lot, and she was too lucky compared to Queen Tiffany who nearly lost her life.

"You are truly dedicated, Ms. Earl."

Chaplain Chaldean looked at Catalina Presto lying on the chair in front of him meaningfully. He said softly: "Is the murderer appearing on the scene intentionally to enjoy the sense of accomplishment of conspiracy to succeed?"

"I don't understand what you are talking about, Pastor Chaldean."

Catalina said weakly: "That was just a coincidence, my poor Tiffany. She was almost killed by the mob. What a disgusting violent person. I heard that they saved Van Cliff?"

"It's not just Van Cliff... there are other prisoners being held, the entire Stormwind prison is almost wiped out."

Chaldean Chaldee shook his head:

"The kingdom’s quiet situation is about to be broken. These scumbags will surely set off a new round of storms, but Her Majesty the Queen is attacked, with His Majesty’s love for the Queen, this time... I’m afraid who is the Brotherhood of Stonemasons Whoever intercede will be truly unlucky. The Brotherhood of Masonry is over. No one can save them. The so-called justice and axioms are no longer important."

"They have never been important, they are just a small piece of a huge plan, the kind that can be sacrificed at any time, and you are wrong, it is not that no one can save them, if they are smart enough, they should hold Tighten the helping hand from the dark, that is the only help they can get, but it seems that you are not satisfied with this result?"

The countess asked softly:

"So what do you think?"

"my thoughts?"

Chaldean Chalde pulled out a purple ceremonial dagger from his waist. His eyes were blank for a few seconds, and then he recovered clarity. He cut the bandage on the countess's hand with that beautiful and mysterious purple dagger. He whispered. Say:

"My thoughts are never important...Importantly, any crisis may be an opportunity. Archbishop Benedictus is a very sincere believer. He believes that paladins and priests should devote their lives to their lives. To the Holy Light, your interaction with the Duke of Beauval has always been seen by him. Some of the hesitation of the Duke also came from the Archbishop. Listen to me, maybe you are in a time to make a decision."

A sacred and sincere smile flashed on the Privy Councilor's face:

"And I, I am happy to host the wedding for you and the Duke personally. I believe that a troubled country needs some joyous things to give people confidence."

"But Beauval is just a human."

Katarina pretended to be indifferent: "He is a powerful paladin, and the skin's relatives will let him discover my secret."

"So, do you think the King of Dark Blades gives you only strength?"

The Archbishop narrowed his eyes, his fingers beating on Katerina's shoulders:

"Although I have parted ways with him, I have to admit that after I left, his power became bigger and more mysterious... If it were not for me to know your details, even if we looked so close, I would I just think that you are just a mortal with the blood of the Dragonborn..."

A moment later, the Priscilla Bishop, still stained with blood in his hand, pushed open the door and came out. The Duke of Burval, who was nervous, stepped forward.

"Ms. Katerina is very lucky, Mr. Duke, she only had a little bruise, and it only takes a while to recover. You can go and see her now. I believe that there is someone who loves to be with me. The count will be in a better mood, and after such a terrible disaster, she urgently needs a shoulder to rely on."

"Thank you, Pastor Chaldee, thank you."

The Duke's gaffey hands grasped Chaldean's wrist. Some things felt precious only when they were lost or might be lost. After the explosion, Bovar held Catharina in a coma and looked at it. When Zhang was covered with blood and a beautiful face, some of the beliefs he had been insisting on soon collapsed.

He realized that, unconsciously, the countess from Alterac had walked into his lonely heart.

"Go ahead, Lord Duke."

Chaplain Chaldean washed his hands in the water brought by his servants. He said to the Duke:

"I'm going to see the infected citizens, I heard that the situation is bad...Holy light is on, I hope it doesn't evolve into another disaster."

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"We are going to Gilneas."

In Yuexi Town, where there was a lot of noise, the infantry of the West Fortress surrounded the town. The civilians had been evacuated, or they were hiding in their homes and trembling. In the mine outside the town, the remaining members of the Brotherhood of Stonemason, Together with the prisoners who were rescued from Stormwind prison, they are hiding here to discuss their future plans.

Architect Alex brought an unhealthy lunch for the frightened Van Cliff. Watching his tortured brother eating silently, he patted Van Cliff on the shoulder and said softly:

"The Kingdom of Stormwind has no place for us."

"That bomb..."

Van Cliff did not ask for other details. He looked up and stared at Alix with severe eyes:

"Those bombs, something is wrong, I saw it with my own eyes, the green mist, what is that? Alex, tell me, those things do not threaten the civilians!"

Alix was silent, and the risk of the prison break occurred at the end of the evacuation. No one expected that the queen would appear at the pier at that time. When the MI7 agents around the defense work was carried out, they found that they were hidden in the The ships in the dock were forced by force, and Willie in black let the dark-edged mercenaries detonate the bombs hidden on the dock.

Those "chemical weapons" from the dark blade consortium.

Saying that it is harmless, this is simply insulting the IQ of the two. At that time, Alex, who was hiding on the boat, saw the scene of the green mist spreading on the pier, and how the civilians who inhaled the mist were suffering. Fell to the ground, he could not answer Van Cliff's question, he could only respond with silence.

"You guys took the risk to rescue me, I am grateful, but... but I don't need it!"

Van Cliff's body was covered with whip marks, and life in prison was not easy, but even so, his heart was still holding a breath, he scolded his brother:

"I am innocent, even if it is dead, I want to return to where we came from innocently, not as it is now, to become a criminal, a fugitive, a violent person who makes me spurn! Rebels! I I don’t want that..."

"But you are at least alive! Van Cliff!"

Aleks is not less painful than Van Cliff. He is no longer as polite as he used to be. He roared towards his brother to:

"If you were dead, what would happen to Vanessa Little? She was missing! Asshole, we lost her, god, you must get up! Van Cliff, you must go with us to find your daughter! "

"boom"

As soon as the words fell, a fierce punch fell on Alex's chin and knocked down the architect. Van Cliff, like an irritated beast, roared and grabbed Alex's collar, He grabbed him from the ground:

"You! You have lost my daughter! You have failed my trust, Alex! You have failed me!"

"I'm guilty, I didn't do what I promised you, I **** it!"

The architect's face was covered in blood. He looked at the furious Van Cliff. He begged the same and said:

"Think of Vanessa, she needs you, cheer up, Van Cliff, cheer up, without your guidance, sooner or later we will be slaughtered by them like a beast, we need you! More than ever!"

"boom"

The closed door was suddenly pushed open at this moment, gasping Willy in black appeared at the door, and Van Cliff growled without looking:

"Get out!"

"Boss, there is a letter! Found by the pool outside the town, it says...it says, Vanessa is at the Blood Raven Inn...they, they let you go alone!"

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