Azeroth’s Death Track

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In the Defia Federal District, it has been 9 months since the land was replaced by the rulers. The people still living on this land have also accepted their new life after the initial anger and loss of emotion.

The farm in the western wilderness has just harvested the first crops of this year. Under the constant promotion of the members of the House of Commons, another new life has begun on this land, which is very different from the past.

The new product that was initially accepted by the people was a thing called "steam harvester".

The big guys who smoked and made noises were products from the trading company of the Black Iron District, and the gnome who worked as clerk and school teacher in Sentinel Hill promised that this thing can make harvesting faster. Not only, but at first everyone didn’t believe it. After seeing the work efficiency of the brainless undead, old-fashioned farmers are hard to believe, and there are more efficient things than these tireless undead.

And the oldest local farmer, and also the chairman of the Western Wilderness Farmers’ Association, the old Sardinian was the first to eat crabs. In the doubts of others, he was encouraged by the son of the mayor of Sentinel Hill, Take the first step bravely.

On the day when the steam harvester entered the Sardinian farm, the power represented by the machine shattered their stubborn thinking for the first time for all the farmers and horsemen who came to watch on the horse.

The super-large steam harvester driven by three short dwarfs yelled and rushed into the huge farmland of old Sardinia like a beast. Within ten minutes, the harvest required 50 employees to work for one day. Crops, watching the yellow-orange wheat flow into the back pocket like flowing water in the steel pipe, everyone was stunned.

The developer of the steam harvester, high-level engineering master Morse Copper Bolt from the Ovsback Technology Laboratory, a dwarf wearing a cute skirt stood by the farm, in the roar of the steam harvester, vowed to the side Farmers guarantee that soon, perhaps in the new year, they will develop engineering products that can be automatically farmed and automatically watered.

Some sensitive farmers are feeling the end of the day. Once these roaring steel machines are popularized, who will hire them to harvest the crops?

Of course, in the new era of ignorance, someone always has to make sacrifices, and those people who will lose their jobs because of the popularity of machines and undead cheap labor in the future don’t need to worry too much... In the factory, there is always no shortage of jobs.

Probably the success of the steam harvester made people start accepting new ideas. In short, these days, the goblins who smelled the money have also acted. They are advocating their mining instruments in the mines in the entire Defia Federal District. And even began to sneakily imitate more convenient small harvesting robots and sell them to the shy farmers at a lower price.

The gnome are ambitiously planning to build the first hydroelectric power station in the Defia Federal District on the Thunder Falls outside Stormwind City, of course, using more magical fantasy engineering ideas... Anyway, Terry Ang can't see the shadow of technology in his memory from those weird machines...

In the restored Stormwind City area, some old people are used to getting up every morning, picking up a newspaper at the door, and reading about what happened on the ground of this new country, while the young people are in the city hall every month. In a recruitment, looking for their own opportunities.

New officials were appointed, new land was reclaimed, new mines were discovered, businessmen discovered hidden wealth opportunities in the Black Iron District, and even the most stubborn veterans began to gang up in the House of Commons and began to use new Way to fight for the right to hold weapons for yourself.

The Defias Federal District is like a poor imitation, but it has been a toddler from the beginning and is on the path of self-development. There are many problems within it, but it is also trying to solve all this by itself. It already has its own ability to find and solve problems, and even the undead who live among the living people are beginning to be accepted a little bit.

They are not fierce and not evil, they will also make jokes, they will pair to taste some newly developed "dead dishes", they will also listen to music in their leisure time, they also have their own lives.

It's just different appearance, but they have the same soul, and the same soul will always resonate. It may take a long time to cause this resonance, but it doesn't matter. Time always stands on the side of the undead.

Everyone is adapting to their new role, everyone is adapting to their new life, maybe there are some nostalgia for the past, but life will continue...One day, they will completely forget the Storm Kingdom or Ironforge. The name, which has been erased in history, proudly refers to itself as a "Difiya Federation" or a citizen of "Kazmodan District".

Yes, someday.

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"Nasa has new news, and, when are you going to read the newspaper?"

In the garden area of ​​the original Stormwind City, in a low-key mansion, Tyrion was reading today’s newspaper, just like a bystander, observing the development of the entire Federal District from a third-party perspective. Aurelia, who is the same master, is on her hips, shouting at her somewhat lazy husband.

On the table behind the two, some of the undead maids are arranging rich dishes on the table. Those dishes are somewhat weird, with a strange aroma, and the appearance looks good, but you better not try to delve into it. What are their ingredients... This is a dish that cannot be tasted by living people, specially prepared for the undead.

Of course, the flavors simulated with various toxins are actually quite good.

"I'm here, don't be angry."

Tyrion turned his head to show an apologetic smile, then folded the newspaper in his hand and set it aside. He sat on the dining table by the window and put a fat scorpion tail in his mouth, feeling the sweetness. With a hint of spicy taste, he turned his head and looked at the garden area outside the window. Some high-level knights on vacation were talking on the grass in twos and threes, and some drunken undead walked out of the garden area on their shoulders. Go for a drink.

The Garden District was originally a "noble zone" in Stormwind City, but after the undead ruled here, it was transformed into the residence of the high-level undead in the Defias Federal District. They privately gave the garden zone a new name. , Called "Midnight Garden", a very ambiguous name, and now, many people use this name to call this place.

There is no denial of entry for the living here, but for now, apart from those public officials and some bold businessmen, not many living people will actively step in here.

Although Van Cliff and his legislators have been working hard, the gap between the living and the dead is not so easy to eliminate, and Tyrion will not allow the high-level undead to join the living system brutally and die The spirits have their own social system and their own life circle. For example, when taking long vacations, many undeads will go together for a hike...Go and see where they once lived.

"So, what did Nasa say?"

Tyrion refocused his attention on the dishes in front of him. While he was tasting those deadly poisons, Aurelia poured wine for the two, and then he said:

"Nasa has given Cindy the final instructions, and Lothar will soon face a bad turmoil, but Nasa also said that she and Wolf found some druids in Gilneas. Those druids There is a "sacred object" that can cure werewolf disease."

"Druid? Heal?"

Tyrion frowned, he put down his knife and shook his head:

"The werewolf’s infection cannot be cured, because after all, it’s not an epidemic at all, it’s a force that extends in the blood and soul. It’s very similar to Sarin, as for the holy ones held by the druids. Things...Let me think, Luna Scythe, right?"

Aurelia nodded:

"According to rumors, it was indeed a sickle, but our people have never seen it with their own eyes."

"Well, I know, but those druids are not a big deal."

Tyrion decomposes the poison lizard meat on the plate with a knife. He dips the piece of meat in the juice of the spider venom, and then vaguely says:

"Isn't Aruga always worried about how to deal with the crazy first-generation werewolves who wanted to break out? He didn't have to worry, let him take "Book of Ur" to Gilneas, and put Lalal. Throw those crazy, drugless, first-generation werewolf druids into that land, and they will help us solve those druids."

"Then tell Nasa and Crow to observe the war closely until the druids are defeated, or when the lunar scythe falls into the hands of teeth fire..."

Tyrion put a piece of meat into his mouth, his eyes became colder:

"kill him."

"Can they do it?"

Aurelia said worriedly:

"Arugao said that Lalal Teeth is a big druid who fought against demons 9000 years ago. He and his fellow druids are strong and rely only on Nasa and the crow..."

"I will send someone to help them."

Tyrion took the tablecloth and wiped his mouth:

"if everything goes well."

"Okay, these things are always yours."

Aurelia brushed her long hair, she said to her husband:

"This time is long enough to relax. I will return to Draenor this afternoon. Dornan and Vanessa need some care. The world’s order also needs to be maintained, especially the orcs of Nagrand, their ethnic groups. When recovering, maybe some thoughts that should not have appeared slowly. In addition, I found some clues about the things you asked me to check last time."

The **** mother took a sip of blood wine and said to Tyrion:

"In Shattrath City, my maid heard some rumors that before Draenor’s Demon War broke out, Turalyon, who followed Naruadal to learn the teachings of the Holy Light, disappeared strangely, and no one saw him again. After him...at least in that city, no one has seen him."

"He was sent away by Naru, but no one knows where he was sent?"

Aurelia's news made Tyrion a little worried. He rubbed his forehead. After a while, he shook his head:

"Forget it, as long as you can guarantee that Turalyon will not appear in the short term, this is a risky adventure in itself. In addition, after a period of time, after we have defeated the human legion of the Arathi Highlands, you may just To return to Quel'Thalas, if you don't want me to use my method to solve the problem, then you'd better start preparing now."

Tyrion reached out his hand and took Aurelia's cold fingers. He said softly and softly:

"No matter what you want to do, take care of yourself. If you get hurt there, I will go crazy."

"Ok, I know."

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Aurelia was sent away, and Tyrion walked alone in the stormy city in the night. This reconstructed city is no different from the previous one, but the emblem of the lion, which was originally all over the city, was replaced by black. The emblem of the broken blade, this city that originally accommodated nearly 500,000 people, now has only a poor 50,000 people, so it seems very empty.

Especially in the dark, some dark corners of the city will never be approached.

For example, the cemetery.

The cemetery of Stormwind City is erected on the edge of the church area, where the previous kings of the Wrynn family and the warriors who died for the country, as well as some noble members, the cemeteries of the civilians are all around, and the cemeteries of the nobles, It is deep in the cemetery.

When the undead entered the city, they did not destroy it. Tyrion did not need these long-dead civilians to stand up and fight for him, so so far, there is still enough calm here, and some fresh flowers can be seen on some tombstones. .

But Tyrion came here this night, not to condone someone, but to wait for someone.

"clang"

At midnight, a strange sound made the death knight standing silently in the middle of the cemetery, interrupting his meditation. Tyrion opened his ice-blue eyes and took a deep breath like a living person. , And then turned around, in the robe being blown by the wind, a rune of the language of the soul broke in his palm.

In a different perspective, he finally saw the angel of the mortal legend for the first time... but the wings of the angel in front of him were pure black, maybe this symbolized that she did not come from heaven.

"You finally came..."

Tyraon coughed lightly:

"I have been waiting for you for too long."

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