Azeroth’s Death Track

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The sun pierced the darkness, and once again projected a warm light on the earth of Quel'Thalas, but the elves who got up early this morning found that the gate of the majestic Silver Moon City was closed, even the magical enchantment over the city. Was opened.

The heavily armed and anxiously guarded guards guarded every entrance and exit of this golden-red city under the orders of the chiefs, and the royal guards who were rarely seen on weekdays were also riding combat troopers, a team A team rushed into the Yongge Forest outside Quel'Thalas.

There is no doubt about the accident, but the problem is that the official refused to disclose any information, just drove the civilians back to their homes.

A tense and violent atmosphere rose through the entire Silver Moon City.

And in the center of the city, in the day-to-day royal court, the serious-looking Quel'Thalas Sun King, Anastarian was sitting on his throne, looking at the people in the court with an indifferent eye.

This was a secret summoning, and the people who had originally fought off the royal party and parliament sent back to Silvermoon City...

The parliamentary faction is left only by Darkan Drashir and a handful of masters who have escaped their lives. The return of the royal party is only two people left, and the whole body is covered with a strange blood, and the unconscious Wakema Theron, as well as half-kneeling on the ground, holding in his hands the divine magic holy sword Queldra, with blood all over his body, embarrassed to the ultimate Archmage Lanasel.

Heavy losses... To be honest, it is not appropriate to describe this operation with heavy losses. "Overwhelmed by the whole army" may be more appropriate, or another not-so-appropriate word...for pond fish.

"My loyal bodyguard, where is the Warrior Salorian of Quel'Thalas?"

The cold voice of the Sun King sounded in Wang Ting:

"Darkan, you promised me, foolproof...this is the answer you gave me?"

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty, just some accidents..."

The king's icy question made Dalkan, who had always been calm, feel a little bit self-confident. He wanted to say something, but the situation now was too bad, so he could only maintain a gloomy face.

"Tacquilin, Corona Village, Sun Temple...the magical response of these towns is dead, evil energy is breeding in the forest south of Yongge Forest, civilians can see the forest overflowing with their eyes. Bloody light, you tell me, is this just an accident?"

The Sun King stood up. He strode down from the throne, picked up the magic holy sword held by Lanna Ser in his hands, and walked to Dalkan's eyes. He reached out and grabbed Dalkan's collar. The voice said:

"Should I throw you out of the king's court and let you explain what happened to the dreaded civilians?"

"Dalkan Drashir, your incompetence can bring shame to the royal family and the entire court! My most loyal bodyguard died in the battlefield, in the battle that prevented the monster from slaughtering civilians, the **** man , Dead, and the damn... but escaped! Tell me... why the person who died there is not you!"

How long has the Sun King not been so disoriented?

As the king who ruled Quel'Thalas for 3000 years, Anastarian has always led the people in a glorious image, even if he is very unhappy with the members of the parliament, he also reported a cold but respectful attitude , But at this time, he was obviously irritated by this outright failure.

In the face of the angry king, Congressman Darkan gritted his teeth. After a moment, he raised his head and whispered to the king in a gesture of breaking a jar.

"Your Majesty, some decent...you are also involved. If it is not your approval, we will not be able to organize this ambush. I am personally willing to bear the shame of the failure of the task, but this is not the responsibility to be pursued now. She will not be willing to give up, and her mad is the trouble to be solved now."

"maybe."

The Sun King waved his fingers recklessly. The Phoenix guards stepped forward and put a heavy shackle on Darkan’s hands and feet. The king walked toward the palace without looking back. He said softly:

"But that has nothing to do with you... Someone must be held responsible for the failure of shame, and the blood of the people cannot be in vain!"

"Dalkan de Lahir, you were removed from the parliament because your escape caused us to lose at least three towns and thousands of people. Therefore, you have been convicted of treason and will enjoy your prisoner career from now on Right."

At the same time, in the hall of the prestigious Silvermoon Council in Silvermoon City, wearing a red robe, haggard and old, with only one arm remaining, Archmage Romans stood in the original position of Darkan, in In front of him, the silver moon parliamentarians, whose strength was unprepared and unprepared, looked extremely ugly. Romans patted the table with his left hand, and he announced in a hoarse voice:

"Dalkan and his companions failed, and they fled, causing Quel'Thalas to suffer heavy losses. In the battle last night, the Silver Moon Council also successfully proved its incompetence and internal decay, and the leaders of the Parliament failed. The expectations of the people and the members of the Parliament, therefore, I declare here with the power conferred by the Sun King that the Silver Moon Council, from today, will enter a special state of control, and all your activities must be reported to the Daily King's Court!"

"Romans, you bastard!"

The Archmage's voice had just dropped, but an old mage stood upset, pointing at Romans and yelling:

"You, the royal party hidden among us! Traitor!"

"silly!"

With a flick of Romans's finger, the mighty Phoenix Guardian stepped forward and locked the roaring old mage with his shackles. He dragged him out of the parliament hall roughly, and in the silent watching of others, the old The mage said calmly:

"Quelsalas has entered the most dangerous state, our country and people expect someone to stand up to protect them, the parliament has proved that it cannot undertake this mission, and at this moment, the so-called differences between the royal party and the parliament have become Meaningless..."

"It's time to unite, friends, the country and the people need your strength!"

"For Quel'Thalas!"

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"She's here, Your Majesty!"

In the front of the magic sanctuary on the front line of Eversong Forest, the rushed guards reported new news to the sun king Anastalian who was on the front line, wearing a magic armor, and the heroic sun king appeared closed. Opening his eyes in a state of self-cultivation, he nodded toward the rangers and wizards around him. After a while, a large and powerful guard appeared on the southern border of Yongge Forest.

Looking across the big river in front of me, in the forest south of Yongge Forest, even under the sunlight, the darkness flowing in the forest has never weakened, as if there is a special force that is preventing the sun from seeping into it. In the forest.

On the other side of the river, in the gaze of the Sun King, a slender figure was standing in front of Quel'Thalas's army, surrounded by nearly 10,000 people, but she did not show fear or flinch.

Compared with the madness of Aurelia in the chaos of last night, the **** mother at this time became a lot quieter, probably because of the reason that the bloodthirsty instinct was satisfied. From the appearance, Aurelia is gone Last night's madness.

She seems to have taken the time to rinse her face, her **** face has recovered her original charm and voluptuousness, and the **** energy floating around her has reshaped her dress, no longer the tattered clothes, It's a gorgeous lady's long dress. The blood-red dress is embellished with black butterfly-like decorations and a tulle-like headdress in front of the cheeks. It looks full of mystery and grace.

The dark gold tended to spread her long red hair over her shoulders, coiling a bun on the top of her head, so that she had a kind of feminine feminine beauty around her.

But those eyes, those tulle blood-red eyes, still shone with a daze, which proves that Aurelia still hasn't regained her consciousness, and that Saarin's bloodthirsty desire still affects her.

"Aurelia. Windrunner!"

There was a trace of dignity in the eyes of Sun King Anastarian. He is undoubtedly one of Quel'Thalas' most powerful mages. His perception of energy is very keen, and he spreads calmly to the blood master. The **** halos around the mother looked inconspicuous, but the terrible corrosion hidden in them, and the energy fluctuations hidden in between, were enough to make the Sun King vigilant to the highest.

It is said that Sarin in the Darkblade Legion is a member of the high-level undead sequence. They rely on blood for their livelihood. The more blood they drink, the more mature the bloodline. Let the power of blood reach the current Aurelia. Degree, how much blood does this have to draw?

Undoubtedly, it was a number so horrible that everyone present was unwilling to think about it, and in the forest behind her, there was probably no life.

"You were the hero of Quel'Thalas! If you can, no one wants to meet you in such a scene..."

The Sun King organized the language, and in the face of his voice, the blood maternal standing on the other side of the river was unusually silent. She didn't say a word as if she didn't hear it.

"If you still have reason, then let us both lay down our weapons and have a good talk..."

Anastarian used his eyes to signal that the rangers and generals around him stepped back, so in the commanders' cries, the Quel'Thalas army on the other side of the river slowly withdrew a range of about 20 yards and moved the sun The area where Wang and Aurelia talked was enclosed, like a circle.

"Click, click"

In a silent confrontation, in the jungle behind Aurelia, the sound of the collision of the armor suddenly sounded. A moment later, a tall elf wearing silver armor appeared in the eyes of the Sun King, holding an elf in his hand. A glass carafe of style, filled with blood flowing endlessly, he stepped forward and knelt on the ground, handing the water bottle to Aurelia.

The latter smelled the blood and finally responded. She picked up the water bottle, put it on her mouth, and began to drink the blood silently.

At the same time that the blood maid drank the blood, the soldier in silver armor stood up and looked at the sun king. After a sigh, he reached out and took off the phoenix-shaped helmet, revealing the young face Bloody hair flying all over his head, and blood-red eyes.

"Salorian!"

The King of the Sun exclaimed, the vampire in front of him, awesomely the most loyal royal guard before him, the warrior of Quel'Thalas.

"My Majesty... Retreat with brave soldiers."

Salorian. The morning seeker looked at the once loyal king with a calm but sorrowful look. He said in a deep voice:

"I will lead the mistress out of Quel'Thalas, she is now in a state of being controlled by blood, don't provoke her...you won't want to anger her, trust me."

"You still have your own reason?"

Anastarian shouted loudly:

"Then come back, Salorian, no one will despise you, return to where you belong...I promise!"

"but I can not!"

Salorian looked back at Aurelia, he said softly:

"The power of blood spreads in my body, in my soul, the mother has not restrained my will, but Salin's instinct can prevent me from returning to the world of the living, she uses her good side in endless pain The difficulty has reshaped me, so I can't turn away from her...Go back, Your Majesty, this disaster will end, I promise."

This answer silenced the Sun King. After a while, he shook his head:

"Sorry, Salorian, I must be responsible for my country and people... I have caused thousands of civilian casualties by my own. This sin cannot be relieved, and I must end Aurelia Windrunner here. A sinful life."

"hiss!"

Feeling the malicious breeding, the water bottle in Aurelia's hands unconsciously slipped down. At the moment when the broken glass with blood was scattered on the ground, the huge red dragon wing behind the blood mother suddenly opened up and lifted up. The energy storm started to tremble in the small half of the forest. Her sharp teeth were exposed outside her lips. Between the shining of the figure, the **** energy pulled a dazzling afterimage behind her.

"Keng"

A blazing magic long sword was accurately placed on the blood claws captured by Aurelia, between the splashes of Mars, the calm eyes of King Anastarian and the chaotic Aurelia Looking at each other, the next moment, behind the Silvermoon City of Quel'Thalas, on the island of Quel'Danas near the coast, the golden well of the Sun was drawn under the will of the Sun King.

The golden mana line extended along the Renault Bandier's enchantment, spreading rapidly in the air, and finally locked on the battlefield of Anastarian and Aurelia. The powerful magic from the Sunwell was a kind of A magic waterfall-like form frantically flushed this open space by the river, binding heavy pressure around the body of the **** mother.

In the purest magic suppression, the golden magic penetrated into the body of the blood maternal, forcibly breaking up the halo of blood around her body, and in a screaming roar, the madness of Sarin's madness was from ancient times. Suppressed by power, Aurelia's reason finally began to return.

Finally, in the sigh of the Sun King, the blood maid, who had been completely wrapped in the golden wave of the Sun Well, raised her hands hard, she was shaking, watching the blood that could not be washed on her fingers, scenes from last night began in her Back and forth in her mind, she finally closed her eyes in pain, as if she had given up resistance, and let the huge golden magic drown herself completely.

"Tirion...forgive me..."

"I became the kind you most hate... monsters..."

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