Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Dad, daddy, look!"

When Tyrion, still a little tired, returned to the Darkhearted City, the excited Dornan rushed into his arms like a cannonball, and then hung on him like a sloth. The little girl was very excited, she Holding his father's hair, let him see the "new friend" he found.

Tyrion patted his daughter's head, trying to calm her down, but when he turned around and looked behind Dornan, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

On the cold stone floor cast by the Black Iron Dwarfs, an orange little thing was lurching forward, it was only the size of Tyrion’s fist, but the whole body was covered with orange, warm flames, and The appearance of the gadget is almost the same as that of the Balrog King he just repelled.

Even the fierce, hammered flames of golden runes in his hand seemed to be reduced by more than a dozen times.

This little thing crawling on the ground is simply a ten-fold smaller version of the king of the flame demon, but it is also an elemental creature with no compromises, and it seems that it has its own wisdom.

"this is?"

Tyrion put Dornan down, and the little girl walked over, holding the little flaming king in his hand, just like holding Mr. Bigworth in the usual day, flicking it in his hands.

"This is what I found in that "egg"."

Dornan offered a treasure and handed the little flaming king's hands to Tyrion. The dark blade king was a little hesitant, but he finally reached over and took it, and the little flaming king seemed to be very I hate Tyrion. When he touched Tyrion's finger, it made a childish roar. Between the flames of the whole body, the little warhammer knocked on Tyrion's finger fiercely. tip.

A heavy spark burst into the hands of the King of Dark Blades, but did not harm him. The newly born elemental creature is still very weak. At present, the power it explodes is, in Tirion's view, at best a small light bulb. degree.

But this action proves that this little guy has his own wisdom, just like when Kromog was born from the body of Grond, born with wisdom, it is enough to prove that the gift is powerful.

"Take me to see... that "egg"?"

Tyrion returned the irritable flame element to Dornan. The little girl put the unscrupulous fire element on her shoulder, and then trot all the way, taking her father to see his collection.

"really..."

Seeing the illusion of power belonging to Ragnaros, but now completely broken and becoming a cold core of flame, the King of Dark Blades proved his guess.

The nucleus of flames in front of the fist is the core of the power illusion of the Flame Lord. Although it was broken by Kromog, the internal power did not completely escape with the breaking of the power illusion. Without knowing what he did, Nan once again triggered the power within it, thus reorganizing into a "new" power illusion.

However, because the cracks of the elements leading to the boundary of the fire source were sealed, Ragnaros himself could not remotely control this illusion of new power. After this series of things were interleaved, this strange thing in front of him was formed.

It inherits part of the power of the Flame Demon King, but without Ragnaros's thoughts, it is like a ignorant child, only instinctively close to the first creature he saw after his birth... Dolnan, There is no doubt that in this case, this genius shaman little girl has her own second elemental companion.

But to be precise, this may not be a good thing.

"It's dangerous, Dornan, and no one knows that as it grows, the Lord of Flames will regain control of it."

Tyrion patted her daughter's hair and said to her:

"So you better throw it away now, or give it to any shaman who is interested."

"But Little Lager is cute..."

Dornan held this warm flame element in his hands, and the flame element leaned against Dornan's hand, and also dropped the warhammer lazily, becoming sleepy, and the little girl stared at her big eyes unbearably. , Looking at his father:

"I will take care of it, and I will protect myself, I swear, so, can I keep it?"

Looking at the light shining in her daughter's eyes, Tyrion's cold will told him that this was not a good idea, but when he said it, it turned into another taste:

"Then take it back to Draenor and let Akama and Nobundo take a look. If they think it is harmless, I will allow you to sign an elemental contract with it... if This is harmful, you have to deal with it, understand?"

"Yay!"

Dornan waved his arms and shouted loudly:

"Then I will go back to Draenor now, don't worry about me, Dad, Crowe will send me back safely, it's very powerful! Like you and your mother once said, it proves that he is a good fighter! "

"Oh, yes, dad, there is another thing in that egg, I put it on the table."

Dornan sank into the ground quickly under the force of the earth. Before she left, she shouted at Tyrion and disappeared completely.

The King of Dark Blades turned back and walked to the table, and saw a wooden box. After opening, a round, flaming gem with a warm glow, like eyeballs, was placed in it. This thing was not carved. But just natural appearance is enough to make any woman in the world crazy.

And Tyrion knows exactly what this thing is...

"Dornan, my amazing daughter, what else can't you do?"

Tyraine picked it up and put it in front of his eyes. Inside this flaming gem, in the light shining, it seems that there is another realm of fire in it, but that is just an illusion, this thing is the flame Another derivative of King's power illusion represents the true essence of the power of fire...It is called the Eye of Sulfuras, and it is a rare magical wonder in the world.

The Archmages of Dalaran are estimated to be willing to exchange it for a quarter of the city, but Tyrion is well aware that the place where this gadget can really play its greatest role is there, and if he remembers correctly, chase the wind The left and right halves of the skull are placed in the hands of Vanessa and Dornan, although the two children probably do not understand what the two orange stones represent.

"But... the hand of the flame demon, the wind chaser... Alas, it is another "dream" in the sense."

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All people in the world have desires, strong desires, and strong desires, which support a full soul.

Even after death, the soul’s desire for emotions and feelings is greatly weakened, as if it has become more pure, but if there is a strong desire to support, then this dead soul can return to the world like a living person. , Even more pure.

The body is just a container for the soul. As long as you recognize the purity of the soul, the difference between life and death is just a change of container.

"boom"

The heavy forging hammer hit the iron felt fiercely. The embryo of the fixed weapon was splashed by Mars in the orange light, and then it was hit by another hammer, making the embryo thinner and tougher. In tens of thousands of thrashes, the impurities in the embryo are removed, and the steel itself after the thump will also become a real weapon, a sharp, murderous weapon.

The process of forging is a process of philosophical thinking, at least in Tyrian's opinion.

The stove and the forging hammer are like the difficulties and pressures in life or the world, and the steel placed in it is like the life itself. If you can withstand this terrible temper, the most painful Sharpen yourself in the time and wash away impurities, then life will reappear in a more advanced form, emitting its own light.

But if it can't bear it, then the end can only be melted into endless hardship and become a "failure" among his population.

A failed product is not worth saving.

"boom"

The forged weapon blanks were glanced up and down in the discerning eyes of the clever blacksmith, and finally, after a sigh, the delicate weapon blanks were thrown aside into the heap of waste products, piled up like a mountain Hundreds of "inferior products" that have not been selected have been inserted between the steel blanks.

However, a few minutes later, the embryo of the gentle sword was squeezed by the hand with black gloves and picked up. Tyrion looked at the prototype of the sword in front of him. After a while, he let out a sigh of emotion.

"It's a perfect forging process... It has the talent to become a good weapon, why should it be thrown away so casually?"

"Because it is scrap!"

The short figure standing in front of the fiery forging furnace ignored the arrival of the Dark Blade King, and he replied in a dry, hoarse voice dismissively:

"Without soul waste, there is no value in existence, just like you."

"But I don't think so."

Tyrion inserted the blank of the weapon back into the "sword tomb". He waved his hand and followed the high-level knights behind him silently. After ten seconds, the weapons that were thrown away The embryos are reclaimed, and they will be sent to the Dark Furnace City, where they will be handed over to the forging masters for further processing, and then distributed as high-level military supplies to the high-level knights on the front line.

Although in the eyes of the top forging master, these weapon blanks are all scraps, but to be honest, any of these blanks can be sold for a large price on the black market of the Dark Furnace. Because in the eyes of ordinary forging masters, these rough embryos are superior products, at least with a little modification, they can become the most sophisticated weapons.

"Do you know that the weapon blanks you have created are regarded as masters in the Dark Furnace, and are sought after by countless people, even in my legion, those high-level knights have such a hand As a glory, the feelings of the undead are somewhat strange. I hope you can understand that for a soldier, a good weapon is indeed a symbol of identity."

Tyrion was near the hot forging area. He looked at the dwarf who was sitting in front of the forging, drinking the strongest blood wine, and he received no response, except for a mocking disdainful laugh.

The two maintained this strange silence until a few minutes later, Tyrion placed a box on the cold iron felt, and he said softly:

"Magni, I know that you have a lot of complaints about me. For those things I have done, for your own encounters, for this world, I know how painful it is for the undead without a goal, and to get rid of this. Pain, you have to find the meaning of re-existence for yourself."

"If you don't have one, let me give you one."

The King of Dark Blade took a step back, hiding himself in the darkness, he said softly:

"I need a weapon, a deadly weapon born in the dark, its appearance will represent the power of the shadow for my use, it will become a new symbol of the king of the dark blade, it will completely change this in my hands. The fate of the world, the demons are coming... Magni, you will soon see them, they are different from me, they have no feelings for this world."

"Pure killing and destruction, rather than transforming it with a noble purpose, it will be a disaster for this world, and facing them, only apocalypse is not enough, you have seen the magic blade, you personally I have felt its power, but that power is given by the devil. I cannot use the devil’s weapon to defeat them...I need a new weapon."

"I need a weapon that can make the demon frightened and run away... I need it, and in this world, probably only you can make it for me."

"Do you think I will do this?"

Magni Bronzebeard, the dead Bronzebeard King, Azeroth's best and top casting master responded coldly to:

"Do you think I will help a tyrant to destroy the whole world? You should be dreaming, because what you say is nonsense...dream words."

"Whatever you think, Magni, whatever you say."

Tyrion shook his head and turned away from the dark forge. He shook his hand as if to say goodbye:

"I have handed over the most important raw materials to you. If you don’t want to, you can throw it away, but you and I are well aware that you were a king, you have a far bigger world view than civilians, you can’t lie to yourself. .. you know that what I do is necessary, and you clearly know that my existence is necessary."

"And my career is just...you will eventually join it, especially when you see the real threats facing this world with your own eyes, what do you fight against me? Magni, you are not A pure villain, you can’t be a wicked person. The justice you insist on and the road I walk on will eventually be the same. In the final analysis, you and me are no different."

"Can you deceive yourself? No need to answer me, just answer yourself."

"Oh, I look forward to the day when I get the new weapon...yeah, I gave it a name...The Ashbringer, bringing the flames of death to Azeroth, and spawning a perfect new era in the embers It’s the ultimate blade, it’s great, right?”

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