Azeroth’s Death Track

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Tyrion had not thought about entering the realm of death together with the most capable death lords.

But this idea is unrealistic. First of all, the realm of death is not open to every undead. It is a special place. If it is forcibly entered without permission, it will soon be "counterattacked" by that world.

The endless Dementors and the horror behind the Dementors can easily take away the soul of a weak death collar, and once dead in that world, no matter how powerful the undead, it will truly return to eternal silence.

Secondly, there is a very special rule in the realm of death, even if you enter it from the same entrance, there is a high probability that it will be sent to different places separately. However, according to the current understanding of the realm of Tyreon, once in that Lost place means very miserable ending.

Therefore, this adventure, which is likely to be gone, can only come by him personally, and Tyrion’s advantage is that he and the little ghost Yuna have a special feeling that after entering the realm of death, he can vaguely perceive Go to the direction of Yuna, and once you find Yuna, by virtue of the power attached to the weird doll Nur, the two can immediately get out of the bounds of the realm of death.

But... this is also the ideal situation.

Although Tyrion assured other worried lords and his wife and daughters that they would return immediately once they found Yuna, from the words left by Yuna when she left, Tyrion could realize that this time the rescue It is probably the time for him to make a final choice with the realm of death.

In other words, the long exploration will eventually come to an end.

The unowned land of the dead realm, the attribution of Azeroth’s third hell, will be decided in this great adventure... This is a big gamble, winning people get everything, but if unfortunate If you lose, Tyrion will probably be assimilated into a part of that world, and he may not be able to return at all.

Therefore, before leaving, the Lord Lord also made arrangements for everything in the future.

"You are my most trusted subordinates..."

In front of the rift between the emerald shrine and death boundary in Drustvar, all unrelated persons and others were dispersed, leaving only the heavily armed lord and several death lords who came to guard.

Tyrion's dress at this time is very...er, very "cool".

He wore a light armor, four pistols filled with holy silver bullets on the metal and leather belts, and four bottles filled with red liquid hanging behind his waist.

That is the more dangerous flame oil.

Behind him, he also carried two assault rifles, and the ring in his hand was filled with dangerous explosives and a large amount of holy silver bullets and heavy firepower that would be used when necessary. Look, it's called armed to the teeth.

There was no fear or worry in Tyrion's eyes. As early as the day he met Yuna, he vaguely felt today that he had been preparing for this for a long time.

In front of him, he was the first few death lords to follow him, Glokus, Roglio, Luminas, Yrel, and Serent, who had a low sense of presence, but were responsible for important missions.

Tyrion’s eyes swept the people in front of him, even Luminas, who had always been mad, behaved very cautiously at this moment. They were the real seniors of the dark blade, and they all realized the deep meaning attached to this conversation. .

"I won’t say anything more than that. I’ve given my follow-up plan to Aurelia and Myra. If I’m really... in short, they will arrange everything, and you as the Dark Legion’s actual Controller, I also have a task for you."

The Lord Lord closed his eyes slightly. After a moment, he said:

"If there is no news from me within a month, then several war teams deployed in North Xinjiang and Northrend will immediately go north... The goal of the operation is very simple. First, destroy the undead natural disaster forces on the spot! Take over Helmet of the Royal Guard and Frostmourne, then stationed on the ice capped glacier and storm cliffs as an eternal forbidden place, and no creatures are allowed to come near!"

"Second, take over the huge army of undead left by the Lich King, and then destroy the Red Dragon Legion entrenched in the Temple of Long Sleep, and the Blue Dragon Legion in the Borean Tundra, and then seize the scorched rainbow and transport it back. Draenor, give it to the Tongtianfeng court, Lexi and her weapon technician will be responsible for weaponizing it... Once the Burning Legion invades Azeroth again, throw this thing into their biggest portal. !"

"Third, after completing the first two combat objectives, I mobilized several warfare groups to go to the southern border of Kalimdor, looking for the hidden Titan Uldam, an important facility called the origin of the furnace must be controlled by us. In my hand, any creature that dares to approach there...kill!"

"Do you understand?"

The Lord Lord asked softly that all the Death Lords raised their arms in unison and hammered them on their chests.

This made Terion nod his head in satisfaction. He took out a combat plan and handed it to the oldest-growing Glokush, instructing:

"This is the last order for Dai Lin and the Death Fleet. After you have taken control of the storm cliff, hand it over to Dai Lin, and he will know what to do."

"Boss, the forgotten kings..."

Grorio whispered:

"How do they handle it?"

Tyrion glanced at Rogge, a cold flash in his eyes, he said:

"Someone will watch them for me...if they do something against my will, their existence is not necessary...I have told you more than once that the future of Dark Edge in Azeroth Positioning."

"I will say it one last time. We are the supervisors. We have the most powerful force in the world, but this force is not used to destroy the world. Although the living people are short-sighted and cannot see the real danger, they are ignorant and impulsive, They are dominated by various desires to fight each other, biting each other like a beast, but without them, the world will become a stagnant water..."

"Controlling your inner desire to destroy, you, you are the protector and executor I cultivated by myself, and I believe your wisdom is enough to distinguish the future waves."

"But Darkblade must have a home!"

Tyrion clenched his fists, and he looked at the death lords in front of him, as if he had entrusted the matter:

"If I fail, then you must inherit this mission. I have recorded all the strategic weapons in my memory. You can go to find them. After the savings are enough, Anhalde... I stay The leader of the Valkyrie will take you to the Abyss of the Underworld or the Underworld, it will be a tragic war, but...if the third **** is destined not to belong to us..."

"Then the shadow kingdom controlled by Hella, the underworld controlled by Bangsandi, is the position where the dark blade must be taken down, and there will also be the hope of the dark blade, that is our last self-saving..."

"Always remember... friends, brothers."

"Always remember that our cause...justice!"

Tyrion looked back. He looked at the black crack behind his back, which reflected the faint blue light. He reached out his hand, and at the moment of contact with the mist, the crack burst into the hole, and the spirit world wind of the dead realm came out of it. Blowing out, the hair of the death lords behind Tyrion was blown up, and the death energy in their bodies rolled, resisting the strange power in front of them.

Between the white hair fluttering of Lord Darkblade, he looked back at the companions behind him for the last time, revealing a cold, warm smile to them, and then turned and jumped into it.

Seeing Tyrion's figure engulfed by darkness, Luminas stepped forward subconsciously, reaching out to grab him, but was stopped by Roglio.

"He will come back!"

Rogge looked at the others and said in a stubborn voice:

"He has never let us down. He will definitely come back and give our chief some confidence. Now, we just need...just wait with peace of mind!"

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Just as Tyrion jumped into the realm of death, on the southern frontier of the Kalimdor mainland, on the southernmost tip of the Silithus desert, on the wall of the beetle that towered above the sand for thousands of years In the reflection, Fandral Deer Helmet was standing on a high platform.

The dress on Peace Day is different. Today’s deer helmets wear the druid’s uniforms, which are leather armor enchanted with natural magic, backed by scarlet cloaks, and in the scorching sunlight, the deer helmets are in The elders were pulled out on the sand.

Behind him, a large number of wild boars form a huge square. These savage warriors obey the guidance of the gods. Their tall bodies wear the heaviest coalition armor, armed with sharp steel weapons, and leather around the belt. There were amazing bombs in the pocket.

They are barbaric, but they are also very brave. It is these large numbers of boar warriors that form the largest heavy infantry regiment of the coalition. At the beginning of the war, they will serve as vanguards to face the worms.

On the flanks of the Boarman position are the cavalry and infantry of the human empire. They are wearing armor, but they are no longer holding ancient spear swords, but a firearm that shines with metallic light under their eyes. The rear of the infantry phalanx is lined up, with a position of more than 600 artillery. Although it is far less sharp than the artillery of the Dark Blade Legion, this is already the most advanced artillery that the Hot Sands Consortium can produce.

This is a new army that is accepting advanced war concepts and implementing and learning in constant wars. They will verify their achievements in learning from the dark blade in this vast yellow sand.

On the other side of the boar phalanx, there is the orc and tauren army. They are not equipped with as many firearms as the human army, but for these war races with more melee capabilities than humans, the firearms are still difficult for them. The new weapons they adapt to are more comfortable with the tomahawks and swords in their hands.

The night elf sentinel regiment is distributed behind the main line as a mobile force. There are more than a dozen of their iconic ancient war trees and a company of mountain giant allies, and more of them are tall horn-drawn horses. The black heavy machine gun is erected on the carriage, and is held by the best and bravest sentry. Around each machine gun, there are elite shooters with eagle bows for precise point kills.

The three female hunters lined up on the black panther. They still held the moon blade and wore the beetle, but at the request of the coalition forces, they were also equipped with a copy of the hot sand consortium behind each. Shotgun with bayonet.

In the air, it is a large floating island suspended under the scorching sun, which is the rebuilt Dalaran city. The warlocks and mages joined the upcoming war at the request of the empire. The newly trained warlocks and high-level warriors After the war begins, the wizards of the elven city of Elesarras will cooperate with the armed airships of nearly one hundred goblins, two phalanx imperial griffin knights, and five phalanx elven horned beast knights. Airspace, to ensure that the ground army will not be interfered by the annoying wing insects.

From a distance, this is a super army mixed with multiple races. In front of this super large army of more than 150,000 troops, even the most fierce winds of the Silithus Desert seem worthless. mentioned.

In the Cenarion Fortress in the center of the desert, there are 100,000 reserve troops, commanded by the kings, orc warlords and wild boar priests who arrived, and if necessary, this large number of backup troops can be in 40 minutes. They rushed to the front battlefield, but they remained behind for a reason. In the battle of the quicksand thousands of years ago, the worms used giant tunnel worms to carry out rear attack battles.

Therefore, the 100,000 people staying in the fortress should defend the headquarters of the fortress to prevent the supply line from being cut off by the worms during the battle on the front line. However, in the nearly 10 days of the Qing Dynasty, the three biggest worms in Silithus The nests have been completely destroyed by a huge amount of explosives. Although there are still bugs constantly appearing in the center of the desert, they can no longer effectively threaten the army.

In the Marshall camp of Un'Goro Crater, a more distant logistics base, the Druids of the Blight are constantly spawning plants in this basin. Lin Jing and the powerful primitive Jing Beast are constantly appearing, but because of the large The desert climate is too bad for the life of these plants, which directly leads to this huge number of vegetative army, which can only be used as a strange soldier at a dangerous time...

In that extremely arid environment, even the super-strong Jing Jing will die quickly due to dehydration, but with the continuous support of the Linjing forces, the Cenarion Fortress is absolutely impossible to fall, even with the most In a bad situation, even if the front line is defeated, the fortress and logistics base can also serve as the second line of defense, stopping the dead people at the southern end of the desert.

This was also the time when the Allied Forces sent out a large-scale legion. Before the trees in the Angolo Crater and Feralas were consumed, they could afford to lose.

The deer helmet with the quicksand scepter looked back at the silent army in the yellow sand behind him. In the battle against the worm nest, every soldier here had dealt with the bugs. They knew how sick and how terrible the bugs were. But they still stood here.

It was like the Cadore Legion commanded by him thousands of years ago...

"This time... it's different."

Deer Helmet clenched his fists. He stood on the high platform of the beetle wall. Behind him was the "switch" of the beetle wall. Once the insect gong was knocked with a quicksand scepter full of dragon power Then, this quaint high wall will collapse in an instant, and the fallen kingdom that has been sealed behind the wall for a thousand years will see the sky again.

That used to be the scene he hated the most, but now, he has to take the initiative to complete it.

Deer Helm took a deep breath. He raised the quicksand scepter like a warhammer. The next moment, his voice spread across the desert.

"Gentlemen..."

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