Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Ah!"

In a secret room in Lordaeron, the angry Desailock threw the black soul stone in the ground, and then stomped it to pieces.

The screaming soul drifted out of it, surrounding the dreadlord, with a frightened face trying to escape, but the next moment was smashed by the paw of the angry dreadlord, its eyes were swollen, its heart was full of anger And the stigma of being fooled.

The importance of Brilliant Day made Desailock ignore many factors, including the drunk who hit him at the last moment...it must be him, he stole his gems and stole his future!

And no matter who he was, he was prepared... Desailock stared at the wreckage of the black soul stone under his feet, this stone was carved into almost the same shape as the brilliant Chen, and was also imposed on the outside A delicate corrosion circle also exudes a dark breath, and looks almost the same as the brilliant Chen.

This can only prove that the thief must have seen this stone, and he made the mold in advance, that is, it was not only Desailock who tried to steal the gem that night, but the Devil 'S actions, which it believed to be a seamless steal, fell into the eyes of the cunning thief.

"I was actually shot by a dirty human being! It's a shame!"

Desailock’s first reaction was to rush out of Lordaeron, to find the **** thief, and then put him down, but soon, it calmed down. This is after all a fear demon king, although Very young, but cunning and suspicious are inscribed in its bones as an instinct, and it quickly cleared its mind.

A thief who has been preparing for a long time must have the support of a certain force behind it. Judging from the current form of the eastern continent, there are enough motives and enough power to send spies towards the core area of ​​the human empire, and the purpose is also Such a clear lock on the Atama Crystal, the name of this force has become obvious.

Darkblade Knights!

There is no doubt that it is the group of rebellious undead in southern Xinjiang, who once defeated the demon army led by the great demon Kazak, and hit Kazak, so that the big demon can not completely revive the group of lunatics in the twisted void...

They have an unexplainable hatred of demons, and the most terrible thing is that they have enough power to kill a demon, even if it is the demon lord.

Thinking about it, Desailock has found that he must face a pessimistic reality. At least now, before the powerful army of the Burning Legion does not appear in Azeroth, it must swallow this breath. It is very useless, yes, But at least it can save a small life. Once it is dug too deep, it is easy to cause it to die out. For the dreadlord, it is the most worthwhile thing to save his life in any crisis.

It is not a powerful old-school dreadlord such as Varimathras and Tikdios, and this matter cannot be known by companions. Once the companions with the same ghosts know the clues of Atama Crystal, even if they finally win, It also doesn't get much benefit.

"I can't do it...I can't do it at all."

Desailock grabbed his chin with sharp claws. Eventually, he decided to take a step back...buried humiliation and hatred in his heart. When the army of polluters came to this world, it was then that it could really take revenge. when.

At this time, in the remote southern Xinjiang, Tyrion did not know that an action of his "friend" would cause a fear demon to produce so many emotional fluctuations, but to be honest, even if he knew it, it is not estimated Will ignore it.

Now the King of Dark Blades has surpassed Desailock’s stage. Even the most powerful first lord, Tik Dios, is not without the power of a battle. He no longer needs to keep those little people in mind. Too.

In front of him, the quiet raven assassin crow slowly retreated into the darkness. The assassin leader flew the north and south intervals with extreme speed in one day, and delivered the most important treasure to the eyes of Tyrion. .

On the table in front of his eyes, the black, irregular crystal was slowly suspended in mid-air under the action of death energy. While rotating horizontally, the ray of stars lingering inside the gem was shining like it was Reveal a strange future to Tyraine.

"Dad, what is this?"

Beside him, Dornan, who was playing with the lazy flower cat Biggerworth, suddenly raised his head, tilted his head, and looked at the black crystal suspended on the table, after looking directly at the crystal chip. , Dornan subconsciously took a step back. Obviously, she saw a lot from the crystal black halo.

In the face of his daughter's doubts, Tyrion supported his chin with his arms. He stared at the dark and radiant hour before him, and said softly:

"This is the truth that reveals the origin of everything, my daughter."

Tyrion leaned back in his chair and reached out to hug Dornan and the kitten in his arms. While stroking his daughter's long white hair, he whispered in a magnetic voice:

"Holy light and shadow are relative and symbiotic forces. They are opposite and unified. They are like other forces in the world. They are symbiotic and intermingled with each other."

"The Atama crystal comes from a powerful ancient Naru. A certain part of this crystal also inherits the essence of the light creature of Naru. They always die in the cycle of light and darkness and regenerate slowly. , The bright brilliance should be filled with holy light, which can bring life to seek the justice and the mission of light, but after immersed in the darkness, it transformed into an incarnation of endless shadows, and it brought eternal death. messenger."

"Like Naru itself, the shadow is behind the light. The brighter the light, the deeper the shadow. All powers are like this. Arcane and evil energy, life...and death, order and chaos, accompanying each other, When you master one of them, you master the other without a teacher. Of course, this requires you to have enough wisdom to discover its existence."

Tyrion's low voice came to an end, and Dornan, who was sitting in his arms, scratched his head, frowned, and thought for several minutes before raising his head again, looking at his old father pitifully:

"Dad, I don't understand."

"Oh, little Dornan, you don't need to understand, you just need to remember it, and when your wisdom is enough, you will naturally understand it, you can find it, then use it, and finally...beyond it ."

Tyrion stretched out his hand, flicked her daughter's nose, put her on the ground, and patted her head:

"Go play with Mr. Bigworth, don't give it too much catnip."

"I'm going to take Mr. Bigworth to Vanessa!"

Dornan put the lazy kitten on his head and said to his old father:

"And Talia, she is at home in Vanessa, dad, why do you always tell Talia not to play with me? She always tells you bad things, is she a badass?"

"No, she is not a badass."

Tyraine puts the dazzling hour into the box. He bent down and said to his daughter:

"You can't just call other people bad guys, otherwise they will really be a bad guy for you to show... Little Talia just hates me, she doesn't hate you, you can be friends with her, that's a good boy Girls... By the way, you can tell them that we will go to the Black Iron District in 2 days. If they want to come, you can invite them to come together."

"and also..."

Tyrion took the box and said to his good daughter:

"Take care of your friend Crowe, its huge body can't appear in Stormwind City, and it will terrify those humans."

"Ok, I know."

Dornan nodded and said aloud:

"Kro loves the New World very much. He sleeps soundly in the ground. Dad, do you have to take Kro with him in the Black Iron District? It's awful to leave it here alone. It doesn't like loneliness."

"of course."

Tyrion smiled:

"Kro must be brought. This time, we are going to find a "new friend" for you and a new friend for Kro."

"Also give Xiao An Du Yin a new friend!"

Dornan ran around Tyrion holding the little cat, and she shouted loudly:

"Xiao Anduyin was able to talk, he called my sister and wanted to find him a new friend!"

"Ok."

Tyrion rubbed his forehead:

"Also find him a new friend."

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In the Black Iron District of the Burning Plains, the former Blackstone Mountain has been completely transformed into a large factory, full of thumping sounds of forging hammers, and busy workers among the rocks filled with the goblin’s cargo transportation tracks. They drove the undead laborers to load the piled raw materials, ore or forged iron ingots into the truck.

On the other side, there is a secondary processing workshop. Compared with the raw material workshop, there are far fewer undead laborers here. After all, this is a "technical zone", and the forging process is difficult for brainless undead.

Compared with the life rhythm of the Defias Federation, the black iron district has a very fast rhythm. Every day, a lot of wealth is generated here, part of it is used for internal construction, and the other part of the wealth is converted into various daily necessities and raw materials. Go back to the Black Iron District to make the production and living environment here better.

For the current black iron dwarves, the daily life is very very "full". Under the management of the Thorium Council, each factory has to pay an expensive tax on a monthly basis, but even if it is left Those who are enough to earn enough money for practitioners are already filled. The first large merchant class with huge wealth has appeared. They and the Thorium Council united to control the business district of the Black Iron District.

Every day, newcomers sharpen their heads and want to enter this circle, but every day some losers leave here.

If you have lived here long enough, then the solidarity between the black iron merchants and foreign merchants, as well as their mutual intrigue, is enough to make a wonderful commercial war film...Fortune always makes People ignore a lot and always attract everyone's attention.

For civilians in the Black Iron District, the recent life is a little bland, except for the addition of a group of human apprentices in the workshop area, there is almost no major event.

And thanks to the Thuryin Council collecting taxes to provide benefits to the orthodox civilians who support their rule, these black iron dwarven civilians can maintain a basic life even if they don’t go to work, but if you want to live better, To enjoy a richer life, you have to find a way to make money yourself.

Compared to the leisurely days that were once ruled by the Royal Family of Sorrison, the busy and affluent life is now full of many subjective factors, freedom, a treasure that is dismissed when it is not obtained, but cannot be discarded after it is obtained, It was distributed to everyone, and the new ruler imprisoned the freedom of the civilians in a smarter way.

They use money to guide them and seduce them into a new life.

And probably because there is money in each other’s pockets, the business of the Dark Iron Bar is getting better and better. The manager of the bar, a mysterious Mr. Prager who is a wealthy dwarf, is among the first few. The expansion of the bar was completed in May, but even if it was tripled, it was still bustling every day, and the dwarves’ thirst for wine made the place full every day.

A black iron dwarf wearing a greasy supervisor uniform strode through the crowd and sat in the seat occupied by his friends in advance. He took out a bulging gold coin bag from his arms and threw it on the table The sound of the collision of the gold coins made the noise around them much smaller, and then people heard the loud black iron dwarf shouting loudly:

"Hello, Prager, give my friends a glass of spirits! I'll ask everyone!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a storm of waves among the surrounding drinkers.

"Oh, praise the generous manager Groll!"

"Long live Manager Groll!"

"Your boss should raise your salary again! If he doesn't do that, we will go to the business association to complain to him!"

In the rave applause, the proud Groll touched his messy beard. He worked in the factory of Thurgin Council, and today he became a workshop manager and an identity person in the new society. , Naturally to show off.

The wine was sent by a coquettish succubus, this is the call of the boss of Prager, and the most sought-after spirit girl in the black iron bar. The succubus in very cool clothes put the wine On the table, before she left, she also blinked at Groll. The kind of tenderness in her eyes enchanted Groll, and could not wait to invite Miss Succubus to dine alone and then be alone with her. such a beautiful night.

But Groll didn't do it in the end. On the one hand, Miss Succubus' "lethal power" was too strong. It was not pleasant to be passed on in bed when she became a manager. On the other hand, Groll didn't just come to drink today. of.

"Come on, everyone, cheers for the Thorium Council! Cheers for freedom!"

Groll stood up, carrying wine, and shouted to the old friends:

"Cheers for money! Cheers for our new life!"

His old friends are naturally the predecessors of the Thorium Council, and the veteran members of the Thorium Brotherhood. After the Thorium Council ruled the Darkhearted City, they all had a high starting point, and now everyone has a career. But, seriously, the vision of the Thorium Brotherhood at the beginning of its establishment has always remained in the minds of every member.

Today, Groll is here to announce that vision.

"Wow, this wine is so strong!"

Groll drank the wine from the glass in one sip, his black beard was covered with wine stains, he looked around, lowered his voice, and said to his companions:

"You guys, when I just got off work, I met Hansel, and he told me... it's time!"

"Huh? What?"

A drunk black iron dwarf subconsciously asked:

"When?"

"When will there be?"

Groroll said dissatisfiedly:

"The undead have finally made up their minds. My factory began secretly manufacturing fire-resistant armor today. They will soon enter the heart of the molten fire... Ragnaros's slavery to black iron is over!"

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