Azeroth’s Death Track

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Under the leadership of the young Sun King Kael'thas, the high elven civilization finally went on the right track to rebuild civilization after some ups and downs.

This matter is small and big, and it has caused a lot of discussion on the Kalimdor continent, but it is only a node in the complicated history in the world. This event finally ended. The signs are the civilization rulings signed by the forgotten kings that appeared on Terion’s desk.

"The Battle of Heresaras represents the Sun King Kael'thas. The day-breaker finally understands the basic qualities of the ruler and the necessary choices, the courage of the high elves in this event that affects their future, Toughness, optimism during the reconstruction of the ancient city and extremely high group literacy all represent signs of rapid development of this race in the next few years."

"Although Kael'thas and its affiliated think tanks have shown a certain degree of irrationality when dealing with the upper elves' legacy, this does not affect the supervisor's ruling on their civilization."

"But despite this, Liao still cannot ignore the icy reality that the high elves are currently facing. According to the calculation of the day-little big lich, according to the current high elves' magical use efficiency of the mana terror Imotar, this weak mana terror It will enter the aging period after 15-20 years, and the magic power it provides will not be enough to maintain the group's addiction to the high elves..."

"Therefore, the Council of Supervisors believes that the High Elves still have not escaped their own crisis. Due to the inherent particularity of the High Elf civilization, the Council finally decided to extend the second arbitration of the High Elf civilization to 15 years."

"The following are the preliminary rulings of the high elven civilization:"

"Pass---Bouval Futagan"

"Passed---Anastarian. The Daily Sun"

"Pass-Terenas Menethil"

"No pass---Dalyn Proudmoore (the reason for not passing is: the high elves have not overcome the effects of their own addiction, personally think that the future of this race is flawed, the high elves themselves carry the symptoms of addiction, namely It is the original sin of this race.)"

Such a result does not make Tyrion feel surprised. In fact, in addition to the major affairs that have recently been busy in pioneering the realm of death, the lord will occasionally observe through his "eyes" to see what happened in Eresaras. Everything about it, Kael'thas. The Sun Daily is not clear. At the moment when he made all the decisions, in the shadow behind him, there was a ghost owl between him and him watching him.

Tyrion himself was curious about what kind of decision this childhood "playmate" would make, and it turned out that although Kael'thas would occasionally make emotional judgments, most of the time he made decisions It is from the perspective of the needs of the people. In the high-elves' royal civilization, such a ruler cannot be said to be unqualified.

And Kael'thas can take the initiative to go to the human empire to seek support, and does not care about personal honor or disgrace.

Therefore, in the last position of this civilized ruling, Tyrion raised his pen and signed his name...

"Pass--Terion. Blade of Dawn."

"It's a small reward, but Kael'thas, the crisis hasn't passed yet..."

The Lord Lord put the quill pen in his hand on the pen holder, and then put the document on the edge of the table. He didn’t go to “Explore” with the little ghost Yuna today because he wanted to take a rest today, and today There are also two very important things that need him to come forward.

At this time, Tyrion and Yuna’s process of exploring the realm of death is very difficult... On the one hand, the process of the “Assimilation” of the Lord Lord is currently lacking the influence of certain factors, leading him to enter That world will soon enter a "weak" state and it is difficult to adapt. On the other hand, Yuna as a guide lacks "magic wand" and "crown", which makes Yuna unable to take Tyrion farther...

But the good news is that Tyrion and Yuna finally figured out how to use the little doll Nur. This quirky six-claw bear doll was given an effect similar to "spatial positioning" when Yuna was holding Nur. , She can open a "home" path for her and Tyrion anywhere in the world of death, which means that the two will not "get lost" anymore.

But according to the current situation, before Yuna didn't get the wand and the crown, they could not establish a "post" belonging to the dark blade in the dead land of the dead world.

Judging from Tyrion's experience, this kind of thing that depends on luck to make progress is generally not urgent.

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"Unimaginable..."

Jeffrey Dylan wore his best clothes, led by the death lord Roglio, walking in the streets of Stormwind City, his gray eyes stayed in the crowd from time to time, he could see The living and the undead walk on the same street, and the two coexist peacefully.

Such scenes that are impossible to appear in northern Xinjiang have become commonplace since he entered the Kazmodan district. The living creatures of the Federation seem to be used to the existence of the dead. The two species are completely different from physiological to spiritual. Coexistence in a special system...This is a reality that Jeffrey never thought of or dared to think about since he was "awakened."

No matter how many times he saw it, he would sigh for it.

Probably after seeing Jeffrey's doubts, the death lord as a guide explained to him in a low voice:

"The Confederation of Defias is a new civilization supported by one hand. Under the leadership of the Supreme Council, the people of the Federation have got rid of the ignorance and backwardness of the past. They play a role in the new system that they have never played in the past. Individuals can find the future that belongs to their ideals. The Blade gives the Federation true "freedom", and under the protection of the Blade's force, the Federation will always hold this freedom."

"So, is this the relationship between protection and protection?"

Jeffrey looked back and looked at Roglio. He asked curiously:

"Acknowledge the rights and existence of the deceased, is it some kind of "cost" for this protection?"

"Do not"

Roglio shook his head:

"In the civilization of the Federation, the Parliament clearly stipulates that all races that recognize the federal rule have full equal rights and obligations. On this land, you can see dwarves, gnomes, high elves, werewolves, goblins, and one more A small number of orcs, and the Sindra elves who will soon join the Federation, all races are at least legally inferior, and undead... Undead like you and me are also members of these many races."

The death lord seriously said to the listening Jeffrey Dylan:

"You and me, and these human beings, these lives, we have no difference at the level of federal law... We are not special, we are part of this system, so humans are not afraid of us... There are still a lot of "Great Humanists" in the Federation, who always stir up the conflict between humans and other races, but in the current system, what the clowns do is meaningless."

"That's why I brought you here, Dylan."

Rogge looked at the "comrades" in front of him with calm eyes unique to the undead. He said:

"I hope you can see the real appearance of the federal civilization with your own eyes, and then take back what you see and hear, and share it with your settlement. The lord wants me to select a qualified "ambassador", and in my opinion, you It’s the most suitable in your settlement. You have the curiosity that other undead lack... This is a very rare and very important "virtue" for the undead."

Roglio's confession made Jeffrey Dylan silent for a moment, then he raised his head, looked at the Death Lord seriously, and finally nodded:

"I will, I promise."

"Very well, then come with me now, and we will meet the Lord Lord... He is very interested in you and your naturally recovering compatriots, and, don’t be afraid, unless you anger him, he is actually a very good Talker."

Under the leadership of the death lord, Jeffrey Dylan got into a black carriage, and the two drove all the way to the midnight garden in the jingle of Ma Ling.

Jeffrey Dylan, this is a special character.

A few months ago, the Darkblade War Corps stationed in Northern Xinjiang received a report on the Stratholme District. After the human empire crossed the west, they still resisted the Tyr Hand and the Holy Light stationed in Stratholme. The fanatical Paladins of the Chapel of Hope, the group of self-proclaimed "Crimson Crusaders", are frequently carrying out some kind of "destruction" activities in the mountains of Stratholme.

The movement of the Scarlet Crusade immediately aroused the curiosity of the Dark Blade Warrior. After sending scouts to repeatedly investigate, the two death lords of Northern Xinjiang got a shocking news.

The group of paladins who missed the empire were fighting against the undead... but those undead were not a dark blade, nor a natural disaster. They were born naturally! There is no shadow of any power on the body, and no one knows when they will appear, but in the remote areas of Stratholme and northern Xinjiang, there have been settlements of large and small natural undead.

In fact, if it weren't for the Crusades of the Scarlet Crusade, these naturally born undead might not be discovered until a long time later. After all, they are theoretically similar, and between the same kind and the same kind, they always put down their vigilance.

And another reason why the dark blade failed to discover these naturally resurrected undeads in time is because... each of these naturally resurrected undeads has the same complete wisdom as a living person, even a complete soul, they understand How to hide yourself and how to protect yourself.

But unfortunately, they do not have the power to match wisdom. They are like ordinary humans. There are very few death energy in the body, barely enough to support physical activity. They are not like the dark bladed undead, which can be generated autonomously. Death energy to make yourself stronger.

They are like "life" in another sense... Once the energy of death in the body is exhausted, they will die like life...

After hearing about this special group of "comrades," Tyrion rushed to northern Xinjiang, but he did not act rashly, but let the death lord send a messenger, with an "equality" attitude, and this group Communicating naturally with compatriots.

Obviously, Tyrion felt something awkward from these special undead.

And Jeffrey Dylan was the first undead who was willing to come into contact with Darkblade after Rogerio's messenger went deep into the Stratholme Mountain. He was the "Mayor" in their small settlement.

"boom"

The door of Tyrion’s mansion was pushed open, Rogerio made a "please" gesture, and the slightly nervous Jeffrey Dylan took a deep breath and adjusted his quaint suit. Then stepped into the not dark room in front of my eyes.

He had enough reasons to be nervous. At the moment of his recovery, the battle of Northern Xinjiang was in full swing. He and his compatriots had seen for themselves how the dark-edged army had crushed the powerful human empire. The Battle of Whispering Harbor On the edge of the battlefield, there are even "scouts" sent by these undeads. They are well aware of the power of the dark blade, and because of this, they carefully hide themselves.

Because no one knows how these compatriots who have strong power and are loyal to the same system will face their "free" undead.

At the moment Dylan walked into the room, Tyrion, wearing a casual hunting suit, turned his back to him and slowly poured a bottle of blood red wine into two glasses.

And the moment Jeffrey Dylan saw Tyrion, he felt the powerful power hidden in the body of this calm "sibling" in front of him, especially the brave soul in that body, let him look at it all night. Feeling panic-stricken, in Dylan's field of vision, Tyrion was like a **** surrounded by black flames, causing his soul and body to tremble involuntarily.

"Ok?"

Tyrion felt the fear of the weak soul behind him. He turned back and looked at Jeffrey Dylan with a gaze of eyes. On this free undead, he smelled a familiar future. Very Light, but absolutely true.

"Dead Realm..."

Tyrion’s eyes narrowed. Under his concentrated attention, the frequency of Dylan’s whole body trembling became more obvious. In Tyrion’s vision, Jeffrey Dylan’s soul even showed signs of collapse. It wasn't until Tyrion waved his hand and injected a force of black soul into Jeffrey's body, which made his almost broken soul re-stabilized.

Lord Lord stepped forward and handed blood wine with ice cubes to Jeffrey. He asked softly:

"You are Jeffrey Dylan, right?"

"Yes... yes, Lord Lord."

Jeffrey filled himself with cold wine, and under the stimulation of the spicy and mellow taste of that special liquid, he barely recovered his mind, and he leaned down to pay tribute to Tyrion:

"I am the mayor and powerful lord of the town of Herman, and I salute you on behalf of the forgetters in the Stansaw District."

"Forgotten?"

Tyrion shakes the liquid in the glass and leans on his desk. He looks at Dylan in front of him:

"Is this what you call yourself? Quite graphic, but I'm more curious, Jeffrey, when did you recover, no... I mean, as far as you know, the first of you When did the recovering group recover?"

This question made Jeffrey froze for a few minutes, and he thought for a few minutes before he was a little uncertain to say:

"Well, it should have been...14 months ago..."

"really!"

Tyrion showed a "sure enough" expression. He sipped the blood wine in his hand, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

14 months ago... Wasn't that when he first entered the realm of death?

It seems that these naturally born undead in northern Xinjiang are indeed related to his connection with the realm of death. Yuna seems to have appeared at that time.

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