Azeroth’s Death Track

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At the same time that Tirion wandered into the realm of death, outside of his "dead" body, a lonely and sad little ghost was raising his head and listening to something.

And in the dark, shining mist in front of her, there was a halo of golden light, like a passage, like a mirror, and there seemed to be someone saying something to her, but only this Unique children can hear.

The little ghost with a faint Holy Light wrapped around his body listened to his ears, just like a child listening to an adult. He flicked his tail from time to time, nodded from time to time, and returned two mouths, seeming to have a happy conversation.

But a moment later, Yuna tilted her head, scratching her head with some doubt, and then asked brittlely:

"My mother said to me that as long as I don't give up the Holy Light, the Holy Light will always find me. She is talking about you, right?"

The halo shook and seemed to answer.

But at the moment when she heard this answer, Yuna grabbed the doll in her arms and took a step back. She knelt half alertly next to Tyrion. She tilted her head and looked at the halo above her head.

"You are not!"

"Tirion is my holy light, and I am not afraid because of his encouragement! You are a liar! You didn't show up to help me when I was bullied before! I don't believe you!"

The childish question made the halo tremble even more, and in the light curtain, there seemed to be other sounds coming, but the little ghost was just helpless ears, shaking his head hard, shouting loudly:

"I don't believe you! I haven't seen you again! I hate Naru, it almost blinded my eyes... no matter what your name is Zela or whatever, I won't go with you! "

"Furthermore, even if you are Naru, you cannot represent the Holy Light..."

Yuna stared at the halo above her head. She reached out and grabbed the wreath above her head. She said vowedly:

"In short, I want to stay here and protect my friends!"

"I have found Tyrion. He is the source of my light and courage. As long as my light is with me, then darkness can never win!"

The little girl waved her fist, and the aperture said something, but Yuna glanced contemptuously at the aperture above her head:

"The draenei believe you are their business, and I am not a draenei! I am a true Eredar!"

The halo became more swaying, and between the flashes of light, the golden light penetrated into the deep realm of death, shrouded in Yuna, and seemed to want to take this special little ghost away.

And Yuna kept struggling, but was still brought into the air. Yuna looked back at the Lord Lord lying on the ground, she anxiously shouted:

"Taraion! Taraion... Wake up! Save me! The liar will take me away!"

The halo became gentler, it was swaying, it seemed to be persuading the little ghost, and a touch of golden light, very similar to the Naru rune, also began to wrap around Yuna’s body, seeming to be against the little girl It’s the same as doing some kind of “remodeling”

Yuna's screams are still echoing.

"No! I don't need your power! My Holy Light is very powerful! Tyraine is very powerful, I don't need it!"

"Villain! You are a villain! I will never be afraid of you again!"

The little ghost was struggling frantically in the entanglement of the light. She turned back and flicked her wand, smashing the stars mixed with gold and blue into the aperture, just like an angry kitten.

But her power is not the opponent of the light curtain. Outside her body, layers of golden light entwined the little ghost's body, and the swaying Naru runes around her became brighter.

But at the moment when Yuna was about to be completely covered by golden light, a hand wrapped with black lightning slammed into the layer of light curtain, and the icy dark storm swept the entire bright and generous space at this moment. In the sound similar to the broken glass, the almost unconscious little Yuna was brought out as a whole.

The power of the light and darkness collided together at this moment, Tyrion embraced Yuna in his arms, a dark storm centered on him, and in a moment screamed madly, mixed with black flames Burning light and shadow.

The golden power swayed like the sun. However, the figure holding Yuna did not back away. He just tilted his head and looked at the gentle golden light above his head. He seemed to hear the sound in the light, too. But he didn't care.

He reached out and touched Yuna's head, and the frightened little girl hugged Tyrion's arm, and the lord said softly:

"What you said makes sense, Yuna is indeed a special child, and I hope she has a bright future, but... what is this title, Mother of Light? Naru was born from the light, you have a right The most pure affinity of the Holy Light, but this does not mean that you are the agents of the will of the Holy Light! You are just Naru, to figure out your identity!"

"Want to take my friend Yuna? Yes!"

Tyrion's fingers clenched, and the forcibly opened space crack in front of him was quickly closed under the control of his will. He looked at the increasingly tiny light spot, and he grunted:

"Come in front of me and say to me personally... you scumbag!"

"roll!"

"boom"

The creature shining in the holy light wanted to say something, but in the face of the new grim reaper who had just obtained the management power of this land... her power from afar was obviously not enough to fight against the power of this land, In a burst of light curtain, the whole world of death was restored to peace again.

It wasn't until the light curtain completely disappeared that Yuna raised her head timidly and looked at Tyrion. In the shining eyes of the child, Terrion also saw her new image...

The skinny, cold and gloomy appearance seemed to be reshaped, without the dryness characteristic of the undead, his cheeks became vivid, much like he was when he was alive, even his hair became smooth Up, but still off-white, draped softly behind his sharp ears, the eyes are still ice-blue eyes, but deep in the pupils of that eye, there is a darker light spot, looks bad Is weird.

Tyraine wiped his chest subconsciously. Under that chest, there was a beating heart... but it was not as simple as the heart of a living person. In every beating of it, the lord could feel it. , The power flowing in the blood vessels... that strange, but very gentle power.

That is the true essence of death...

In addition, the bigger change is his soul. If the previous soul strength was 10, then Tyraion’s soul strength should have reached 100... almost the limit of his body. , That is already a quality change.

But in terms of the weight of the soul, it is difficult for him to be called a "mortal". Even the demigods who claim that the soul is immortal do not necessarily have his soul heavier.

"You changed!"

Yuna jumped on Tyrion’s shoulder in a car, sat there, and played with Tyrion’s hair.

"I knew that you wouldn't die so easily..."

"Oh?"

There was a smile on the corner of Tyrion’s mouth, and his expression seemed more vivid. He said softly:

"Who was kneeling there and crying loudly? Do you think I didn't hear it? Little girl, speaking, what's going on with this light on you?"

Lord Lord looked at Yuna, whose body surface was covered with golden light. Between her actions, she could also bring a touch of beautiful golden light behind her. What she looks like now is not like a ghost at all. Heroic.

This problem also annoys Xiao Youling. She looked at her body up and down and said:

"Probably the Holy Light... The Holy Light heard my prayer~ It gave me the power to protect my friends. I just chatted with my mom and dad~ They were in the Holy Light, but after the nasty liar woman appeared , Mom and Dad are gone."

The little ghost shook his tail proudly and lost, and Tyrion asked again:

"So what did you talk about?"

Yuna poked her cheek with her finger and said to Tyrion:

"The light, the Holy Light told me to follow it... but I still have a lot of things to do, and I haven’t seen many places, so I asked it, I can stay with my friends Really? I said I will stay a little longer~"

"What does Holy Light say?"

The Lord Lord asked curiously again, Yuna jumped off his shoulders, and brought a beautiful golden shadow in the air. She stood on the ground, waving her hands angrily:

"Holy Light didn't answer me. The next thing she talked about was the nasty liar woman. She said that she was Zella. She said she was trying to save the stars and needed many talented people. She said I was one of them. She said I couldn’t stay here, I had to follow her, and then I knew she was a liar!"

Yuna is in a good mood. She looks left and right, looking at the renewed Dead Realm wilderness. She turns her head and winks at Tyrion:

"Because my mother said that the real Holy Light will not force others to do anything!"

"Well, your mother is right."

Tyrion nodded, and he looked around. After all the dementors in this land were "purified" by him, the gloomy and cold atmosphere of the Dead Realm dissipated a lot, even the sky seemed to change. It has been clearer, of course, in this real "hell", it is difficult to see the sun.

The Lord Lord looked at this dead land, which was still waiting for him, and he was a little excited inside, because following the final destination of his Legion of Dark Blade had existed, but the **** is still not working because it lacks a very The important thing is far from the final destination of Tyrion...

But now, let's enjoy the victory first, and we will talk about these bad things later.

"Yuna..."

"Ah? What's wrong?"

"Don't play...we, we should go home! You are my guide. Without you, I can't go anywhere."

"Oh, am I so powerful? Hahahaha, Tyraine, are we going back to Stormwind City?"

"Um...go to another place first."

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"Aha, sheep come into the tiger's mouth!"

"boom"

A ridiculous accent sounded like thunder in the palace deep in the Temple of Qira in the Silithus Desert. Along with that sarcasm, there was also an amazing war sword, which seemed to be used This kind of special material mixed with crystal is made like a real door panel. The length of the blade is only 3 meters. It is difficult to imagine how heavy this thing is.

But the warrior wielding it is even more amazing. This is a typical high-order wormman. It has a human-like body and is wearing armor made of worm-carcass. But it is 5 meters tall. Like other wormmen, he has similar The hands are like claw blades, and its cheeks are not so much a face as a bug head covered with white bones.

As if it had evolved to the weirdness of combining humans with bugs, there were vicious and ruthless eyes on that face.

It’s called Vic Nilas, one of the twin emperors of the Qiraji people, and one of the strongest of the Qiraji empire. The screaming war sword has more power than Qianjun, in its laughter , The black thorn armor left on the wild **** Agamagan, who was constantly roaring in the huge palace in front of him, was also easily cut open. After the blade that shone with lightning fell, it was also on the body of the god. There was a scary scar.

This pain stimulated the fierceness of the demi-god of the wilderness, its eyes shining with revenge, and between the short and powerful limbs, like the siege cannon, it was hammered **** the chest of the worm emperor. Vic Nilas flew out and smashed the walls of the palace like a shell, but just as Agamagan planned to pursue the killing, another strange laughter sounded.

"It's like a moth extinguishing a fire!"

"boom"

The violent magic power converged into the sharpest purple ice crystals under strong control, and then in the detonation of magic, pierced into the body of Agamamagan, on the skin of the demigod, which was already full of scars. There was another frostbite covered.

The tyrannical spiritual power shrouded the demigod like a cobweb, making Agamamagan's imposing charge extremely slow. Looking back, it was a purple armor with a worm limb wand in hand. Almost exactly the same as Zerg, that is another of the twin emperors, the magic emperor Viclor.

This pair of worm brothers is the noblest bloodline of the Qiraji Empire. They have the dual attributes of power and magic since their birth. Even when they cooperate with each other, even the powerful wild gods are tortured and wounded. , Can't advance or retreat.

Of course, Agamamagan is not only so capable, but in real terms, it is much stronger than the twin emperors, but the problem is that above the worm’s palace, on the strange dark dome of that palace, there is A weird big eyeball is floating there, it exudes a chaotic and corrupt aura, and tortures the wild gods who have been alone into this place with the language of depravity.

This is the power of extreme evil covered up deeper, the **** of the ancients, the power of the Thousand-Eyed Demon Kesun, in other words, the powerful wild **** is not fighting against the twin emperors who are simply intractable, it is at the same time Fight against the twin emperors and the gods of antiquity.

None of these three enemies are easy to deal with, let alone 3V1? If you go on like this, maybe the newly resurrected Agamamagan will fall here again, even worse...become the carrier of the ancient evil cholera world.

But like all the turning points in fantasy stories, in such a critical moment, there are always heroes who show their support.

"boom"

In a low noise, the gates of the closed palace collapsed like they were hit by artillery shells, and the coalition commanders of the Anti-Insect Front rushed into the palace and saw the terrible wild **** Aga Magan.

"boom"

Shantis raised her rifle without saying a word, and broke the black eyeball hovering above the palace with one shot, and the watchman Maiev also pulled out his knife wheel. The situation in front of her no longer needed to explain anything. She turned around. Looking at the people behind her, she shouted in a hoarse and decisive voice:

"Don't be stunned!"

"Copy guy... go!"

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