Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Let me be arrogant!"

When Tyrion was forced into the last corner, feeling the undisguised killing intention of the King of Blades, the forced Lich whispered.

At the next moment, the huge magic power forming the space, the huge magic power from the surrounding Karazhan magic tower, exploded in one, and the thick magic power condensed into a purple chain of light, extending from the invisible place, the buckle of death On Tyrion's hands and feet, and even on the body, between the chains crisscrossing, the King of Dark Blades was like being thrown into the prison cage of endless chain reorganization, and his body was forcibly blocked.

It is not difficult for the lich to control the magic of the entire Karazhan at one time, but it is still difficult to maintain the aftershock of this space when the two are at war. This is a bit difficult. The demon looked at the King of Dark Blades, the silver light in his eyes was beating, he said in a deep voice:

"Please listen to me! Please suppress your anger! I... didn't betray you!"

Tyrion, who was imprisoned by the huge magic power, raised his head, and a fierce light shone in his ice-blue eyes:

"Have you ever betrayed, can only be judged by the judge...sorry..."

"Om"

A large, distorted, dark like torn curtain rose from Tyrion’s body, his eyes became pure black at this moment, the big lich realized that something was wrong, but before he tried to reverse the magic At the instant, an illusory dark beast roared out of the magic chain.

The roaring sound vibrated directly on the tough lich of the big lich, just like the howling of the most powerful banshee, so that his connection with the magic was forcibly interrupted at this moment.

The dark giant danced in the air, leaving smoke-like dust everywhere, just like a predatory snake, quickly wrapped the body of the big lich with dark flocs, layers of silk thread The hole passed through the body and soul of the big lich. In his silver eyes, the dark beast in front of him was the illusory face of Tyrion.

"Click"

The claws formed by the power of the soul were buckled on the soul under the body of the big lich. In front of the lich, the dark floes almost enveloped the entire arcane space, and Tyrion looked at Khadgar like an indifferent god. , He doesn't need to speak, his voice sounds directly in the soul of the big lich:

"I am your judge...I don't know how long it takes you to save a soul, but I will only give you...30 seconds!"

"Now, speak! I am listening."

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"I used to be an idealist. Like you, I dreamed of guarding the order of the world and making the world and civilization develop in a better direction. After joining Kirin Tor, he was even sent to Medivh as a victim. At that time, this naive idea has been supporting me."

"Even when Medivh's curse made people no ghosts or ghosts, I used this set of rhetoric to convince myself..."

Khadgar, who was strangled by his soul, summed up his first half of life with a calm voice, and in front of him, he separated from the body and appeared in a pure soul posture.

"25 seconds!"

Khadgar shrugged with this voice, and the big lich seemed not to be worried about his current state. He continued, as if the countdown like the desperation did not exist.

"But with the growth of strength, I saw a lot of things and met a lot of people, Medivh, you, Sephor, Danas, Orgrim, everyone has their own beliefs, everyone I have my own plan for the world. Different thinking can cause collisions, and collisions can lead to disasters. I began to realize that no matter what ideas, ideas, or plans, it is impossible to be perfect."

"So, like many people, I became a realist after my dream broke, yes, after you resurrected me, I looked at it all with a calmer mind, so I realized a little: except In addition to diplomacy, cooperation, compromise, fraud, coaxing, and bragging, to build a better world, many times it means to overthrow the old, so that there will be enemies."

"This is your thinking, your planning, this is the most extreme of all the thinking I have seen, but also the most likely to achieve. I saw what you did, you are not a big talker , So I am willing to dedicate my strength to it."

"20 seconds! You have too much nonsense!"

Tyrion said coldly, and Khadgar didn't care. He used the third of the last 30 seconds of his life as a foreshadowing. At the next moment, his eyes turned to Tyrion, and the silver light in his eyes jumped. Get up:

"But you are contradictory, Tyrion. Dawnblade, you set the bottom line for us, while letting us change the world, let us not fall into the thinking of monsters, but you alone! You, the most determined executor, are contradictory!"

"I can feel your inner worries and a touch of the future... fear, you pretend to be full of confidence, but in fact, you can't predict what the results of what you promote will cause in the future, you I feel that there is endless ugliness and ignorance hidden under the appearance of this fantasy world. That is what I saw. You want the fire of wisdom and civilization to cover every life! That is what I want to do."

"But you have to make a choice, you have to obey your inner desires or make noble sacrifices, just as you know very well, you can't have both light and shadow at the same time, you can't do it while being a savior A tyrant that destroys everything!"

"You have to make a choice! But I can feel your inner shaking... You let the death lords do their own thing, let the conflicts between them breed, and after the devil comes, you have arranged every death lord. On the worst battlefield...I saw it!"

"15 seconds!"

Tyrion’s voice came again, and Khadgar didn’t even change his tone. He was talking about his inner feelings:

"Saurfang will meet his son, Danas will face the last Torbine besides him, and even Dai Lin, Dai Lin will face the most painful choice in the war, you in the end What do you want to see? Tyrion... Are you forcing them to choose between Dark Edge and their feelings?"

"You wouldn’t do this, right? You’re telling humans a vague meaning in this way that life and the undead can coexist... You say you’re a traitor, no, Tyrion, you It’s the biggest traitor in the system you built!"

"Because you also don’t want to see the civilization that you have hoped for. The civilization that is more fragile than the dark blade, but has a bright future is smashed by yourself! Admit it, under the cold and ruthless appearance, you have a A heart that is hotter than anyone... What did I do? I just did what you can’t and won’t do... I just gave that civilization the hope and key to the future."

"10 seconds! You finally admitted your betrayal!"

Tyrion tightens the claws of Khadgar's soul more and more tightly. At this level of pure soul confrontation, Khadgar is not his opponent, especially in Archimonde's soul fragments are transformed into his soul after that.

"Betrayal? Let me tell you."

Khadgar's expression was indifferent, he let out a breath:

"As you told me, a scattered civilization can only be truly united in the face of powerful enemies, and then burst out all its potential and hope to completely end the foolish internal behavior. The human empire needs the dark blade, but the dark blade also needs The human empire... without the threat of the human empire, the contradiction between the death lords will eventually bury the system."

"The survival of the undead is not the key, but the immature civilization protected by the undead, everything in the Defias Federation, the kind of civilization that has never appeared in this world, that is not the civilization that the environment of this world should be born... .A purely mechanical civilization, tell me, Tyrion, after your death, your soul must have had a wonderful trip. You saw this gesture of civilization from other places, so you moved it come."

There was a trace of joy and mockery in the voice of the big lich:

"But, it is not suitable for Azeroth, at least not completely. You also found this, right?"

"You think that the native magic civilization of Azeroth is not enough to support the future of this world, but reconstruction is much easier than correction. You chose to break everything and rebuild, and me? I think our civilization can be rescued again For a moment, so I chose to correct. I believe that with the threat of dark blades, this path of correction will not be so difficult. Seriously, I am looking forward to the future of the new empire."

"The most important thing is that, as I told Lothar, this corrected civilization is a way to fill the future of this magical world. Only when the two civilizations continue to compete benignly can the future of this world be Full of hope, I just complemented your plan for the future of the world, in addition, no need to thank."

The big lich closed his eyes. Like a dream, he showed his hearty smile on his pale and thin face when he was a living person:

"That’s all I want to say, I’ve never betrayed the dark-edged ideal, I will even take the initiative to maintain this great ideal, and even spare no effort... Maybe I should discuss it with you before I act, but it’s very Sorry...you never ask for our opinion on this kind of thing, but you are all walkers walking on the road to greatness, maybe in the future, you should learn to listen to other people's ideas... even if it is just for reference. "

"I’m sorry about Aurelia’s encounter, but I can guarantee that that’s not what I did...that’s someone else, and, this time, after my death, these dissenting shadows The molecules will follow the path I planned for them and completely break away from the system of dark blades... they will think that we are weaker, but not... the dark blade after fission will become stronger...more united ."

"This is the last thing I can do for a system that I am loyal to... We actually have been on the same path. My sire, it’s just the same way. It’s not fun to always play a crushing game. What I have to say, I can only say that I have injected new vitality into the game, and I made it fairer and more fun."

"Of course, if I did something wrong, I will naturally be punished. I am willing to accept the punishment... Finally, I am honored to work with you..."

"Time is up..."

Tyrion clasped his five fingers expressionlessly, and in a sound like a broken crystal, the body of the great lich Khadgar began to weather rapidly. After the soul was separated from the dead body, this body that had already died It also became decaying.

Just like the quicksand piled up, the trace of the existence of the great lich Khadgar in the world was completely erased at the moment when Tyrion's soul was incorporated into the body.

The six golden rune chains became dim, and then jingled down on the ground in this space, Tyrion stepped forward, picked up the chain, and found a silver ring among the ashes. He looked at it in front of him. At this moment, the King of Dark Blade was extremely calm, but the anger in his eyes did not subside.

"I can smell the bad smell in your soul. You have made a contract with Bang Sandi. I will not give your soul to him so easily. You will only welcome you after I solve Bang Sandi. Come to the final judgment!"

The black flame was surging in Tyrion’s palm, and the power of the soul was wrapped around this silver ring, which was the lifebox of the big lich, but at this time, Tyrion was completely closed with his own soul, all leading to The outside senses are sealed, like death row prisoners trapped in a cage waiting for the final verdict.

"And, don’t just guess my mind...although what you said makes sense."

"Wow"

Violet's enchantment suddenly shattered at this moment, Garona looked at Tyrion's figure, she was looking for the trace of her lover, but she still couldn't find the kind of calming breath, driven by the extreme pain in her heart , The half-orc assassin made the sharpest hiss.

In the wielding of the two daggers, she rushed towards the King of Dark Blades like a warrior, and was strangled by Tyrion's neck with one hand, hitting the wall beside her fiercely.

"Hold it."

The King of Dark Blade put the silver ring in Garona's pocket. He said in a strange and deep voice:

"Kadgar finally came home..."

"Let him have a good night's sleep. When he wakes up, it is when he really dies...but maybe, in the last journey of his life, you will not be too lonely when you are with him... "

After finishing speaking, Tyraion lifted the golden chain in his hand, as if going crazy, hummed a hazy and strange song to leave the hall on the top floor, Garona stupidly touched the silver ring from her pocket and put it In front of her eyes, after a moment, she seemed to feel something. She held the ring firmly in her palm and sat on the ground, letting tears flow from her eyes.

Standing at the entrance of Karazhan, Tyrion raised his head, and the dim halo above the head of the upwind path was quickly converging into the crack of this tower. It seemed that Khadgar's "death" activated his stay in this Something in the tower, perhaps soon, will bring new sunshine and fate to the entire headwind trail and the twilight forest.

The King of Dark Blade moved his wrist, he called his mount in his soul, he is busy now.

Old friend Lothar is leaving, he has to "send" him a ride...

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