Azeroth’s Death Track

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"boom"

The glass full of fine wine hit the carpet, the broken glass splashed all over, and even the wine with red blood was spilled everywhere. At the table full of delicious food, the last one stood The old marshal looked at the calm lady in front of him with incredible eyes. He covered his heart and questioned painfully:

"Why? Mrs. Elena, why do you do this!"

Faced with the question of Marshal Evry Reed, the supreme commander of the Drusva army, a pale look flashed in the eyes of the princess, and she touched her face to become young again. She lowered her head and said softly :

"Sorry, but...but this is a must."

"boom"

Under the venom of blood, the old marshal's body fell on the carpet. Behind him, there were high-level commanders of the army that had been smashed by a net, and outside this manor, the local little nobles who were invited, Suffered the same fate.

In addition to those nobles rescued by Lord Stormsong, today, at the moment of this death feast, the entire Drustvar's tedious and huge aristocratic network was completely torn apart. The local people who are proud of their noble lineage eventually died in this slow-paced poisonous wine.

The lord lady squatted down and closed the old marshal's round eyes. She looked back in pain, looking at the calm elf on the second floor leaning on the railing, holding a glass of wine in her hand.

Surrounded by the dead bodies in the room, the Lady Lord shouted to Tyrion:

"I drank that blood, and I did what you requested..."

"So, I did what I promised."

Tyrion’s fingers flicked, and the closed banquet hall door was pushed open from the inside. Lord Arthur Vickers, who was also young, walked into the hall like a young man. He held his wife in his arms, and in this hall full of death, the loving couple who were guarding each other raised their heads after a deep kiss and looked at the initiator of all this.

In addition to the joy of reunion that spans death, the eyes of the couple returning to youth are full of disgust and hatred for the evil person in front of them.

He destroyed all of them in a way that destroyed everything.

Tyrion also looked at the two newly transformed vampires... Generally speaking, the human body needs some time to recuperate to receive the blood of Sarin, but if there is a blood lord to help, this process The time it takes will be greatly reduced.

"I know you hate me, but it doesn't matter, I don't force your gratitude and love."

Taraion sipped the odorless poisonous wine in his hand, and then threw the wine glass from the second floor. In the sound of broken glass, he turned away.

"I just want your loyalty... Now all the tombs of the entire Drustvar are open to the Knights of Dark Blade. After 3 days, I want to see my army invade the Tiragarde Strait and then. .. Siege of Boralus with an endless array of undead!"

"It's a wake-up call for my old friend Dai Lin, tell him with the wailing of the Kul Tiras... it's time to pay off the debt!"

"Click, click"

The sound of the armor collision sounded behind the Vickers couple. The newly-dead old marshal Evry Reed stood up and moved the body full of death energy. He used his indifferent eyes to look at him in disgust. The once loyal master, behind him, the high-level commanders stood up one by one, and the Valkyrie Valkyrie flapped her wings and suspended behind them. She awakened these powerful warriors in a very short time.

This is also the new ability that Tyrion has given her.

Marshal Everly Reed pulled out his long sword. From the light reflected by the long sword, he saw what he was like now. He shook his head, and Shen Sheng asked:

"I heard the order from death. I want to step back into the battlefield. The only question is...I want to command the army, where is it?"

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Waycrest Manor, this is the ancient land where the Wayclays family has lived since more than 2000 years ago. This manor is full of a taste of time, and it has been repaired and preserved by successive Lord Waycrest This manor is still very complete. Of course, among the four major families in Kul Tiras, the Viclays family has been suffering from financial constraints.

Drustvar is not a rich region, and the dark forces spread here make the people here very poor, and this situation has existed for many years, until the orc war started, Dai Lin will Kul Tiras A large part of the armaments business of China was transferred to Drustvar, and this region rejuvenated, but the accumulation of wealth will take time...

In fact, the Lord married his baby daughter to a businessman, and had not failed to change the family economy.

Because the large-scale renovation of the manor requires too much money, the manor has maintained its original simplicity in essence. This makes Tyrion enjoy this quiet and slightly dim environment. He moved to the garden of the manor. At leisure time, experience the unique customs of this island country and mainland.

"Ok..."

The king of the dark blade puts a piece of sea fish into the mouth after cooking a piece of sea fish. The toxin in the fish that has been heated in warm oil has formed a very delicious taste in his mouth. , This is the taste that the chefs of Stormwind City can't do no matter how they do it.

"Very good, you are talented, you are the chef I need."

Tyrion picked up the tablecloth and wiped his mouth, and said to the mansion chef who was standing beside him, trembling and fearful, and a fat chef with a big belly and a white cook robe said:

"After the event in Kul Tiras, you can go back to Stormwind City with me. I like this taste. By the way, what is your name?"

"Lal, my name is Lal, Your Majesty."

The fat chef tried to make his expression look happy, but the sweat oozing from his forehead and the horror in his eyes could not be concealed from Tyrion.

"Don’t worry, Lal, you know, living people are more suitable for flexible thinking and breakthrough work than necromancer, so if I need a good, top chef who can satisfy my poor tongue-in-mouth desires If he does, then he must be a real living person, not a lack of creativity... Do you understand what I mean?"

Tyrion put a piece of valuable gem into Laer's hand:

"As long as you can always make such satisfying food, your life will not be disturbed by any factors, and you will live alive until the day you are impatient."

The fat chef understood the meaning of Terion’s words. He secretly looked at the gem in his hand. It was a treasure he had never seen before. Lal is not a professional businessman, but he can be sure that the gem in his hand Absolutely beyond the reward of his twenty years of work in the manor for the Lord and his wife. Reminiscent of his son and family, the fat chef gritted his teeth and reached out to wipe his sweat.

He narrowed his eyes and said flatly to Tyrion:

"Actually, Your Majesty, I know a deep-sea fish that only lives in Drustvar. The rare fish contains unimaginable poison. I believe that the dishes made with it will definitely refresh you, but, I need a few days to prepare."

"Then go, in this world, only freedom and food can't fail...I'm willing to wait for this."

Tyrion waved his hand, and the fat chef retreated obediently. After a while, Ayr Knight pushed open the garden door and approached Tyrion with something:

"Your Majesty, we have found it."

"Ok?"

Tyraine raised his head, reached for the wooden box that Al passed, and then pushed the dish in front of Al to him, beckoning him to sit down and taste it.

The King of Dark Blade opened the wooden box, which contained a silver-gray, heavy, and very simple book. He took it out, and at the moment his finger touched the book, a weak thorn Pain burst out of his fingertips, which caused Tyrion to frown.

Opposite Tyrion, Ayr Knight rudely put the meat of the sea fish into his mouth, chewing, and whispering to his majesty:

"In the notes of the ancestors of Lord Waycrest, the name of this book is recorded in detail. They called him "Silver Ash Holy Book". It is said that the training methods and weapon materials recorded by the first generation of ashes knights were finally An ashes knight Govar was hidden in a cave formed by the ashes knights, there was a very cumbersome magic enchantment, it took us two days to break it."

"Is there only this book?"

Tyrion asked while reading through the book, while the knight of Al said unchanged:

"There are also some silver weapons that have lost their effect in time. I brought back a few samples. Others have been destroyed by the knights."

"Well, Holy Silver..."

Tyrion looked at the records of the strange weapons used by the ashes knights in this holy silver holy book, which are some items that have never been heard on the mainland, including the material holy silver used in the casting of evil weapons, a kind of Specially, it can produce destructive and killing burning substance holy flame oil to dark creatures, as well as some other alchemy products.

The King of Dark Blades noticed that the ashes knights used special training methods to ensure the perfect fit of the soul and the body, to ensure that in the war with Drust, the soul will not be captured by dark magic.

"boom"

This scripture was placed on the table in front of Tirion, his eyes full of dignity:

"Are you sure, there are no other copies? The knowledge recorded in this book is a great threat to Dark Blade."

"No, we can guarantee, Your Majesty."

El Knight finished the last piece of fish and wiped his mouth while saying:

"Even the cave has been destroyed, no one will know the last inheritance of the Ash Knight!"

"well!"

The King of Dark Blade stretched out his fingers, and the cold death energy instantly covered the silver-gray holy book in front of him. Under the influence of the corrosive energy shining with the blood-red halo, this book seemed to be thrown into endless time. The rapid weathering, in the end, left only some scattered holy silver, and a pile of ashes dissipated in the wind.

"You must also participate in the attack on the Tiragarde Strait, Ayre, you and your knights are very important forces, and don’t rush into the Stormsong Valley, I guess, the calm appearance of that place Below, it is already filled with maddening dark power."

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Just as Tyrion and his knight planned an attack on Kul Tiras, at the same time, on a merchant ship heading from Boralus to the eastern mainland, a lonely man walked in a secluded cabin The female guest took off her hat and robe with some fatigue. Under the robe, a heavy package was hidden.

She sat on the table in the cabin, put the parcel in front of her eyes, and opened it. It was an extension book full of dense text and pictures, and a short knife with a sheath.

She picked up the short knife, grasped the scabbard, and pulled it out.

There is a shining light beating on the gray blade, which is the light of holy silver. The style of this short knife is completely different from the style that is popular in the human world today, but it has a violent beauty in a wild era, and if That book is right, such a knife can easily penetrate the thick magic shields of the death knights, and the holy silver on the blade, which can cause terrible damage to them.

"Kadgar, you are really playing with fire..."

Before the female guest walked to the mirror on the cabin wall, she extended her hand and wiped her face. Soon, a strange mask was removed from her face, revealing the real face of the female guest.

Pale green skin, small fangs, and a pair of big eyes similar to the draenei, black hair matured into ponytails.

Garona Harvard Olsen...a top assassin who was supposed to be held in the deepest part of Karazhan, but now sitting on the boat from Boralus to the eastern continent, she looked at the glass in front of her, and the glass was shining Her gloomy eyes.

"I knew that you were the original you... death did not take you away, nor did it change you, my Khadgar, you are still the original hero."

"But... your future, if you go on like this, what will you do?"

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