Azeroth’s Death Track

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"You have been missing for 4 years!"

On the road to the Stranglethorn Vale at Night Town, Artea said to the men around her while chewing on the cold jerky:

"We all thought you died in the orc attack, brother, where did you go? Why not contact us..."

The duke's daughter looked at her biological brother, and the strange robe of her set made her suspiciously ask:

"You became a mage? No, the mage will not summon demons, so you become a warlock?"

Kanrisad Eberlock ignored the sister's doubts. He held a delicate skull in his left hand, which looked like some kind of communication device, and accompanied by the surging of dark magic, a group of obscure magic lines Appeared in front of the two people. After a few seconds, Canrisad recovered his skull, then took a bottle of wine from his rucksack and handed it to his sister:

"My story can be said later, I will take you to Dalaran, this is a long journey, we have enough time to chat, now, drink some wine, calm down...the undead have part of the power Looking for something in Stranglethorn Vale, we are going to have an "escape" next."

"Do not!"

Artea stubbornly said:

"I'm going to Stormwind City to find my father, Yeshi Town...We can't just give it up."

This stubbornness caused the brother of the warlock to frown, he said in a deep voice:

"Accept reality, sister, you can't save Yeshi Town, and our father can't save it. In fact, the entire Stormwind City is looting. You obviously don't understand how powerful the undead attacked... The entire northern Xinjiang has already Was shaken, and from what we have observed so far, no one can save the Kingdom of Stormwind... this country is dead."

"How could this be?"

Altea became a little lost, she did not doubt her brother’s claims, because at least before her disappearance, her brother had never deceived her, and just when the brothers and sisters looked at each other silently, the guardian magic placed around them was Touched, he stood up and said to his sister:

"It's time to go, Artea... they are catching up."

At the same time, at this time, at night, the draenei spaceship rushing over the night, the chaplain looked at the flaming town below, even if he was above the sky, he could even hear The wailing from below.

"Ah, your town is missing one more. Every death will make your crumbling country worse. Your pain may be over... However, I doubt it, Tyrion has its own things. Compared with his plan, you are like a pure angel."

The voice of darkness sounded in Chaldean's heart. This time, the priest did not refute her. He just stood on the bridge and watched the burning of the night town below. After a while, he was as if he had lost all his strength and was paralyzed. Behind the chair.

"Here...not saved here...we...we are late."

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"Night town, this is a victim of dark escape."

Tyrion walked among the ruins of the town at night. At this time, six hours had passed since the town was defeated, which made King Varian’s troublesome night watchman army completely annihilated in this battle. The mortal counterattack destroyed most of the subordinate knights recruited from Crow Ridge.

It can be said that the vigil people died in glory and battle, but after their death, their heroic souls will become the new collection of Tyrion... a group of more fierce and more terrible knights.

But the lich Aruga kept the Yu Ling of the King of Blades. For those civilians who did not resist the undead, the undead did not hurt them, but imprisoned them in the square on the edge of the town.

The situation of Yeshi Town is different from that of Lakeside Town. The number of civilians here is small, and it is difficult for ordinary people to survive in the environment of Twilight Forest.

"Look at them, they have stunned their senses by fear and become uneasy, maybe they will be scared to death by themselves..."

Tyrion looked at the civilians under guard, and he said to the calm lich behind him:

"The environment of the Twilight Forest is not suitable for the existence of life. Send them to the lakeside town and let them restart their lives there."

"I doubt it, Your Majesty."

Alugao said: "Without appropriate human guidance, once these humans in fear are released, perhaps they will begin to kill each other within themselves. The darkness of human nature can never be underestimated."

"Guide! That's right, what you said makes sense, Arugal, but who said they don't have a suitable guide?"

Tyrion shook his head:

"What I want is not complete destruction, death without life reconciliation is a pool of backwater, or do you think I will personally rule the storm kingdom that is bound to be occupied by us? No! I have no interest and no energy to rule it."

The King of Dark Blades turned back, a human in black leather armor was walking in the direction of where he was under the guard of the high-level knight, and there was a smile on Terion’s face, saying to Arugal:

"Look, the ruler of the future Stormwind State is here! I always wanted to talk to him about the justice he wanted, about his ideals, about everything he wanted to do for his people."

Lich does not need to look back to know who is coming, he asked with some doubt:

"Van Cliff? No, your majesty, I don’t doubt your judgment, but this person is full of anger and a lot of indecision. In my opinion, he was forced to come to this step. There is no ideal in his heart. He Just a coward!"

"You are wrong, Alugao, my loyal subordinate."

Tyrion turned to Van Cliff who was standing on the side, he whispered:

"He has his own ideals, but he didn’t even discover it. This is my mission, everything I want to fulfill, my way... to guide these lost people to rebuild a new world, and to reinvent what I imagined. order!"

"Just start with Edwin Van Cliff!"

As Tyrion approached, Van Cliff was also observing the mayor's "big man."

His "revolution" in the western wilderness is now in full swing. The members of the Brotherhood of Stonemason are mostly locals in the western wilderness. Their encounters can cause sympathy for the natives, and the wars launched by the soldiers in the Stormwind City are unpopular. Yes, although under the oppression of power, the local people did not openly support the Brotherhood of Defias, but in the background, in the face of the Brotherhood’s request, the locals would not refuse once.

And Van Cliff is also a wise man. He strictly requires that his subordinates should not rob the fellow countrymen like robbers and gangsters. On the contrary, after the soldiers have destroyed the farm to be harvested, he will be affected by this war in the name of a private person. The lost farmers and farmers hired some pensions.

Although he didn’t have much money, this hand undoubtedly won the support he needed, but to be honest, the evaluation of the lich Arugal is actually correct, because Van Cliff did not have a long-term plan in his heart, which was pushed by fate. At this stage, the foreman was unprepared. He was like a lost man, not knowing where to go.

And at this time, Van Cliff received an "invitation" from the King of Blades.

"Edwin Van Cliff!"

Tyrion stood in front of Van Cliff. The slender figure of the high elf made him two heads taller than Van Cliff. He leaned over and looked at the leader of the Defias Brotherhood. He asked with a touch of tyranny. To:

"To this day, do you still think your business is just?"

Van Cliff hesitated and finally nodded:

"Yes, Your Majesty, our cause is just!"

"Very good, I am very pleased to hear you say this."

Tyrion nodded with satisfaction, he motioned Van Cliff to follow him, and for the leader of Defias, Tyrion was not like a dead person at all, at least he had been in contact with the cold death knights and the crazy The vampires are not the same, how to say?

Tyrion felt a little too gentle for him.

The two walked in the ruins of the town closely guarded by the death knights. After the houses on both sides were burned, there was some unpleasant smell in the residue, which made Van Cliff unable to concentrate.

"I know that many people will say that you are actually just a puppet I planted in humans."

Tyrion said softly: "But I hope you don’t think so. In my mind, the Legion of Dark Blades and the Brotherhood of Defias are completely equal forces. Maybe you will become my subordinate in the future, but at least now, I I hope you have your own ideas... because I need you to have your own ideas."

"they!"

The King of Dark Blades pointed to the uneasy civilians in the distance. Behind him, there was a trace of worry in Van Rikoff’s eyes. He was afraid of the next moment. The King of Necromances ordered to be executed in his face. These compatriots.

But Tyrion didn't do it. On the contrary, he still maintained that kind of gentleness and said to the Defias leader around him

"Human beings are fragile lives. Without proper guidance, they will let them indulge in their own desires. I have read the history of human civilization, but I am extremely disappointed. It is almost the same as the forces of other races. For a full 3800 years, I haven't got rid of the influence of feudalism. Look at your new emperor... In 3800, this slow-developing civilization still has the title of emperor, which is really disappointing!"

"But...but your majesty, a country without a king...forgive me for not being able to imagine."

Van Cliff couldn't help but refute the sentence, all the countries in this world have their own kings, and the extreme contempt for kingship in Tyrion's words made the leader of Defia feel a sense of discomfort.

Even in the practical sense, the flag of rebellion has been raised, but in the heart of Van Cliff, Varian Wrynn is still a good king.

"Of course you can't imagine!"

Van Cliff’s rebuttal did not make Tyrion angry. Instead, he tempted and said: "Because you were born in this cage-like civilization, you have never seen the light, you never know how beautiful the light is, just like Like me, although I am active in the shadow, it does not mean that I live in the shadow."

"I have seen that kind of light."

The voice of the King of Dark Blades is full of nostalgia:

"It will be a new world full of hope. The people who exist in every corner of the world will have their own ideas. The spiritual world will be shaped by themselves. There is no need for a tall emperor to tell them what is right and what is wrong. There will be no more hunger, just to realize the pursuit of power and status by the stupid king!"

"you guys!"

Tyrion turned to look at Van Cliff: "You will truly have equality and a free soul, and you will personally send all the kings to the gallows to declare the true liberation of civilization! You have this ability, just yourself I didn’t find my hidden power... this world disappointed me, Van Cliff!"

"I saw it, you, you imprisoned souls, like prehistoric creatures, crawled slowly through the mud, through the mist, in order to stand on the land, enter the water, take root in the earth, and even... fly Into the sky! This is the meaning of life...this is the foundation of life, longing, curiosity...I prefer to call it...evolution! sublimation!"

"but no!"

The King of Dark Blades shook his head. His fingers on Van Cliff's shoulders tightened. He said in a deep voice:

"No! You are imprisoned, 10,000 years of time could have made the world a better place, but you haven't, you have failed your talents, you have failed the world, you have not made it better! This Error, it should be stopped!"

"There should be some people to remind you that you will be beaten when you fall behind! Some people should put you on the right track of evolution in the cruelest way. The decaying civilization should be burned. It feels pain and it can burst out new power! This is my mission, to burn down this decayed and pale old world completely! And you, your mission... is to rebuild a new civilization on the earth covered with ashes! More powerful and qualified to rule this land civilization!"

"The kings are afraid of me, they should be afraid!"

A strange smile flashed on Tyrion's face, which made the clothes behind Van Cliff soaked. At this moment, he realized that under Tyrion's mildness, there was a how crazy and terrible one was hiding. His soul, just close, will make him feel the collapse of the world, his goal is not simply slaughter...he wants to destroy everything!

This maniac...

"I see the future. From the eyes of all the dead and alive, those who are about to be born, I see the future!"

The tone of the King of Dark Blades returned to calm, and his ice blue eyes shone with ardent hope, and he looked at Van Cliff:

"Did you see it? The new world that shined with infinite hope, the new world created by us, did you... see?"

The cold sweat Van Cleef did not know whether to nod or shook his head, and his dull expression made Tyrion very dissatisfied, but a moment later, the King of the Undead shrugged:

"You can't understand it, it doesn't matter, I don't expect you to understand me, you just have to do it the way I taught you...these civilians, and all the civilians remaining after we destroyed the Storm Kingdom, I will hand it to you Come manage!"

"But remember, you are not a king. Under my management, there will be no kings or nobles in this land...there will be noble nobles!"

"You will be their leader, plan for them and build a better life...if you can't do it, Van Cliff, I won't punish you, but these people, these people who I gave free will ...They will punish you by hand!"

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