Azeroth’s Death Track

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Haka is dead.

Under the attack of the Lord of Dark Blades and the blood lord under his command, its souls were all crumpled by the apocalypse, and as part of the promise, these souls will be taken to Bang Sandy.

In fact, in the cause of Haka’s death, the toxin from the personal compatibility of the exiled Zangir is inevitable. Those mixed together are enough to kill the terrorist toxin of a Roa, and only control the blood flow. The Saarings who are not afraid of the damage of toxins can hide these toxins in the blood without warning.

Haka, the **** of blood... was born in blood, and ended up in blood. Now it seems that this is somewhat ironic.

When Haka was resurrected, he almost robbed the souls of one-third of the trolls from Zul'Grabri, and also completely destroyed the trolls who had resisted under Lin Jing's attack. While Ka died, the last resistance of the entire Zul'Gurub was also completely destroyed by the Lin Jings.

Overnight, the holy city changed hands, and there were traces of war left in the ruins, but even a corpse could not be seen.

The Lin Jings set off from the Lin Jing Fortress and began to take over Zul'Gurub. Under the deterrent of those Jing Jing that had regained their vitality in the sun, the demoralized trolls did not intend to show their bravery.

Of course, the order maintained in this defeat is more because the blighted Druids as the victors generously allowed the priests of Bunsandi to exist in Zul'Gurub and continue to manage those Gurubashi trolls. Them.

The doctrine of the wither does not allow meaningless killing, which will destroy the balance of life and death. Therefore, after the Zul'Gurub is defeated, the surviving trolls are no longer threatened, but as the defeated, they will Losing control of the entire Zul'Gurub, since then, living under the control of the withers.

For this arrangement, Bang Sandy, who won a great victory in the War of Faith in Stranglethorn Vale, did not object. This troll has a cold side of his death. As long as his faith still exists, he generally does not care about the believers. Life and death...after all, he wants to gain strength from death.

In other words, if the believers find themselves dead to provoke the withers, Bang Sandy may clap their hands and praise.

Of course, Bangsandi still takes great care of capable believers, such as the blood lord Mandokir who survived the chaos and was appointed as the new troll leader of Zul'Gurub, this useful and noble ancient The blood lord of the Zandalari lineage immediately became his favorite priest after he converted to Bunsandi, and the priestess Jeklik who betrayed Shirik, the two of them will have full power from today Responsible for the trolls in Stranglethorn Vale.

In short, among the ruins of Zul'Gurub, the new order of Stranglethorn Vale is slowly being established. This may be a long process, but in this war, the vigorous blighter and the Legion of Dark Edge have been obtained. Got what I needed.

"Om"

The weird five incense sticks were ignited by Tyrion. The burning white mist did not drift in the wind. On the contrary, they gathered together strangely. After a while, those white mist would turn the body of the Dark Blade King. Wrapped up, when Tyrion opened his eyes again, he was already in the ruined Hades.

Compared with his last visit, this palace seems to have no change, but when Tyrion raised his head, he could clearly see the souls of the floating trolls in the sky, which was more than the last time he came Out a lot.

"good friend!"

Bunsandi’s weird voice rang behind Tyrion. The dressed-up, well-dressed, “new trend” death was suspended on the ground. He opened his hands and said to Tyrion with a cheerful tone:

"Look, what a good thing your conquest is, the Frostburn Troll from Kazmodan, the Burning Troll Troll from the Burning Plains, and the Gurubashi Troll in Stranglethorn Vale and the trivial little ones Clan, blood crest, skull split, etc., the old Bang Sandy has not been so busy for many years, I haven’t even had time to renovate the palace...Look at these lovely souls."

"boom"

One thing was thrown at the foot of Bunsandi by Tyrion. That was the head of Haka after being reduced by voodoo. Bangsandi did not care about Tyrion’s indifference. He circled the head a few times and was in the air. Beating a gesture similar to a troll war dance, his tone became more excited, and finally kicked Haka's head into the center of the Hades, a mass like black tide.

"Thousands of years ago, I and other Loa teamed up to expel Haka, but it was not dead of thieves. This ghost thing had good luck. Even if it was thrown into the twisted void, it was still stubbornly alive. On the day they feared Haka’s return, they feared that Haka would set off a more terrible storm."

Bon Sandy's head turned 180° strangely, looking back at Tyrion, he said in a hoarse voice:

"But Old Bang Sandy is not afraid! Death never fears any power...because death always wins."

Tyrion tilted his head and looked at Troll Reaper. He didn't say a word. A cold light shone in the cold blue eyes, and Troll Reaper knew what Tirion was waiting for.

"Okay, okay, it's time to honor the promise."

Troll Reaper grabbed the skull pendant on his shoulder, threw it in his hand, and then threw it to Tyrion. The King of Dark Blade took the troll's skull in his hand, and he looked at the black skull In his eyes, in the rippling of the blue soul power, he could see some beating runes, which are some strange runes.

"Old Bang Sandy will teach you the language of the soul. The weapons composed of these runes can hurt the wagri. If you are lucky enough, you can catch them. Those pale, winged, are Strange creatures that mortals call angels."

The troll Reaper's body was suspended, and finally sat in front of the ruined palace above the sculpture that belonged to him. He bowed and looked at Tyrion. Under the bone-white mask, Bunsandi flashed in his eyes. A glimmer of light:

"But the words of the soul are not enough, because you can’t see them, you should know the origin of Wagri, and guys like you who hide secrets must know the ancient secrets. In short, Wagri can be in The shadow world is randomly intertwined in reality, they don’t want you to see them, and you never want to see them... Of course, old Sandy will teach you how to see them, but... before that, Should we consider signing a long-term contract with Old Sandy Bondi?"

"tell me the story."

Tyraine shattered the troll's skull, and a blue energy was suspended in his palm. He picked up another skull hanging from his belt, which looked like an orc's skull, full of darkness. Tirion poured energy into the skull of Gul'dan, while turning his head to look at Bang Sandy, while the latter's eyes fell on Gul'dan's skull.

"Yo, there are a lot of good things in your hands...so, you give that skull to Bang Sandy, I will take a risk and help you get a wagley back, how about this? Lose it?"

"No, what I want to hear is your long-term contract."

Tyrion closed his mouth on this issue, while Bang Sandy glanced at the skull in Tyrion’s hand with regret and greed. He closed his eyes and shook his head, saying:

"I was recently observing goblins. Those little creatures, ugly little heads are filled with evil wisdom. They like to do business, and the big businessmen in goblins like to invest. You know, choose a guy with great potential, give He made a lot of money, and then let him make more money for you... This approach inspired me."

Bangsandi spread his hands and sincerely said to Tyrion:

"I also want to invest, and the object of my investment is you... Old Sandy gave you the souls of a group of the most powerful troll warriors, they are all from the golden sword guards of the most prosperous period of the Zandalari Empire , Is the best warrior of the Zandalari royal family, each has a strength comparable to your high-level death knight, the most important thing is that they are very loyal... I "rent" them to you, you can use as much as you want They will conquer, kill..."

"But, for any soul that died in the hands of these sword guards, Lao Bang Sandy will take two-thirds!"

Bunsandi finished speaking, but Tyrion did not immediately answer. After a while, the King of Dark Blade raised his head, looked at Bangsandi, and asked a very important question:

"These golden sword guards... well, I mean, is their loyalty loyal to you? Or loyal to me?"

"Huh, greedy!"

Bangsandi sent out a series of sarcasm, watching Terion's serious expression, and the troll's death broke his finger, and then stretched out the palm with only two fingers, and waved towards Tyrion:

"They can be loyal to you, but the premise is that I want to see enough gains within a year. Sometimes, only trolls in the Hades are actually boring. I will also look forward to seeing my harem more lively and more. Some human souls, some more orc souls, or... bigger toys, like dragons?"

"I want 1,000 people!"

Tyraon coughed a little: "In a year, I will give you 2000 souls, or according to your algorithm, I will give you a third of any souls they killed before they dissipated."

"Uh"

The figure of Bang Sandy suddenly crossed the space and appeared in front of Tyrion’s eyes. His face with a bone mask swayed in front of Terrion:

"I want half!"

"Deal!"

Tyrion looked at the scary face and nodded quietly:

"If I need more, I will contact you..."

"well."

Bunsandi grinned and handed a black soul fire. Like the last time, Tyrion ignited the cold flame at his fingertips, and then he heard Bunsandi's treacherous voice:

"Oh, let’s just say that I don’t have many Golden Guardian souls in my hands. Also, you can’t let them attack any member of the Zandalari royal family. You have to understand that even these loyal souls are dying. Afterwards, they will not violate their own promises, and in addition, they will challenge you to any enemy, even if it is... Titan!"

"Now, it's time to talk about important things."

Bangsandi waved his hand, a team wearing gold armor, holding a heavy shield long sword, or the tall troll soul of the golden war halberd, walked out of the haze of the Hades, and there was a strong murderous formation. In the middle, the troll Reaper reached out to Tyrion:

"Haka Gathering Stone on the chest, give me!"

"Ok?"

Tyrion blinked. He pretended to be silly:

"What Soulstone? I didn't see it."

"Don't pretend to be stupid, the King of Dark Blades. With your knowledge, it's not difficult to find that the gadget can't be used for you at all, unless you are willing to become a spiritual body like me and Haka, relying on the beliefs of others to survive. "

Bangsandi was not in a hurry. He hugged his arms slowly and hovered in front of Tyrion. The troll Reaper said in a mocking voice:

"Who doesn’t know where Haka found the Soul Gathering Stone, that gadget can imprison the soul. It is in this way that the soul-stealer’s reputation has been achieved. If the Soul Gathering Stone is lost, it can’t manipulate the soul. , So it's a liar, it took away too much of my soul! Now, give it to me, that is part of our transaction, and then I teach you how to track Wagri."

Looking at Tyrion's calm expression, Bunsandi tilted his head, and there was a trace of sarcasm in his eyes under the bone mask. He seemed to have expected this situation already, and he had already prepared in advance.

He grinned and said:

"Oh, by the way, Tyrion, as a friend of long-term trading, did I tell you, Hella... that crazy woman in the abyss of the underworld, she has noticed you, so, I guess, watt Gerry's powerful manipulation of the soul is the power you need most now. You won't choose to abandon them because of a useless stone, right?"

Tyrion’s expression changed a little. Between his fingers, a small piece of purple gem appeared in the palm of his hand. He threw it to Bang Sandy, who took it in his hand, picked it up, and put it in front of him. After looking at it and confirming that it was correct, he carefully set the crystal on his mask. After doing all this, Bangsandi spread his hands and said to Tyrion:

"Good friend, are you ready to learn how to use the power of the soul?"

"Wait, that's not urgent."

Tyrion stretched out his hand to interrupt Bonsandi's narrative. He looked at the troll Death and said in a cold tone:

"Tell me about Hella...how did she notice me? What does she want me to do for her?"

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