Azeroth’s Death Track

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Verifying what he pursued for life, Benedict was very happy in his exhaustion. He directed those cultists to loot in the ruined palace of the worms, looking for the special crystals and steel excavated by the worms from the underground. Come out, and then let the insects quickly excavate a passage directly to the south of the sea in the ruins of Qira.

The Bishop Twilight has a new goal, and he no longer intends to waste time here.

But Benedict was not clear that all his actions fell into the eyes of another "peer".

It was a guy with a black hood that wrapped his whole body in a hood. He sat in a dark passage, and the light curtain in front of him was slightly rippled like a wave of water, and from that suspended light curtain In, he can clearly see all the actions of Benedictus.

"He's not dead yet...it's really dead."

The hood man said calmly:

"And it looks like he has found something interesting... In other words, are you still okay?"

The hooded man turned his head to look behind him, beside him, it was a huge tentacle belonging to Cthune. The tentacles dotted with purple scales and runes were covered with disgusting suckers, and the tentacles behind him were on the pole, A purple ceremonial dagger was being inserted into the tentacles, and a touch of purple energy wrapped around the surface of the purple dagger like a glimmer of floating light, which looked extraordinarily evil.

And in this purple shimmer, it also illuminates the face of the hood... no longer young face, a little dry and thin, a pair of squinted eyes shining with a gentle light, looks like a compassionate person People, but the temperament he exudes indicates that this is a high person...should be a clergyman.

Faced with his inquiry, the dagger trembled slightly, and then made a slightly hoarse and charming voice:

"Don’t worry, my little Chaldeans, my compatriots still have a lot of residual "nutrition", can you not pity me, a poor woman who has been hungry for millions of years? Let me eat again Some... I promise, I’ll eat a little more... just a little bit, alas, it’s a pity that Cthune’s soul has been taken away, otherwise I can swallow the idiot’s soul and I can borrow this body to fully resurrect What a pity..."

"Xun is dead...my "sister", your troubles have disappeared."

The Archbishop of the Kingdom of the Storm, Chaldean, habitually drew a religious symbol on his chest. He said softly:

"It died under the slaying of several parties. Do you want to be the next one? You see, the real devil should not have a face. Once the devil has a face, the warrior has a goal... hidden in Doing everything behind the scenes is what we should do best."

Chaldean said something. He drew his pocket watch from his pocket, looked it in front of his eyes, and then said to the greedy dagger who was absorbing the power of the void:

"Come on, I won't go back, they will suspect me... Varian, the king who hasn't seen for a long time, he has become a lot smarter, like a fearful wolf king, I must pretend to be more perfect It will do."

"Varian?"

The dagger said disdainfully:

"Every mortal, as long as you want, my little Chaldeans, you can let him stop breathing in a nightmare tonight, don't you? Why care about the bloodline? Kill him! Then take away the dominance of the Kingdom of Stormwind , You will be a great ruler...hehe, I know, you will be a qualified ruler!"

"You forgot that sword?"

A trace of disdain flashed in Chaldean's eyes, but in a flash, he said softly:

"That sword, I can smell the hatred of the sword for the power of the void across a few hundred meters. The sword extended a new posture in Varian’s hands, a stronger posture. Although we are not afraid of it, There is no need to destroy everything that we carefully prepared... to hide in the shadows to do better. Not only will I not hurt Varian, I will try my best to help him!"

"The king was a little confused, I could feel it, but what his return meant to the human empire in a stagnant water, you and I don’t know, maybe, the next chaotic storm will be Varian himself Uncover...that is the real good opportunity!"

"Wow"

Chaldean's words just fell, and the dagger was like a person who was really full, hiccups, and the next moment, the purple eyeball-shaped gem used for decoration on the handle of the ritual dagger suddenly seemed to be "live". Again, it's like turning into a real eyeball, which weirdly closes once, then rotates, and finally turns into a crystalline eyeball gem again, but more gorgeous and more transparent than before.

"Um... full...it's so comfortable."

The lazy voice of Miss Saratas, the fifth ancient god, sounded in the heart of Chaldeans. She said softly:

"Come on, there is nothing to be missed here, the dragon fire will burn everything left here... but you and I should not forget, there are two villains in the world who covet us...you will continue Help me, right? My little Chaldee?"

"of course..."

Chaldean stood up and drew the purple dagger from the already dried flesh and hung it in the plain scabbard around his waist. He adjusted his robe and held the emblem of the light on his chest. In the palm of his hand, he said softly:

"As always..."

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"Oh!"

The low dragon chant sounded through Silisus, who had completely calmed down, in the early morning of the fourth day after the war. In the light of dawn, the entire coalition barracks boiled.

Soldiers of all races are arrogantly crawling on the high ground everywhere, and the non-commissioned officers are not blocked, and everyone is unwilling to miss today's wonders.

In front of the beetle wall, the coalition commanders also stood on the vicissitudes of the wall, the face of Arthas in armor was still pale, the sequelae of a mental shock hit by Ke Suen before this king I still feel the pain in my brain from time to time, but this is much better than the previous few days. It is said that when Alsace was carried out by Varian, he was like a fool, and only had a smile of slobber.

But this battle is of great significance to Arthas. After truly seeing the power of the ancient gods, the pride of the Paladin King because he "repelled" Tyrion was completely broken, and he saw the world. The power behind it... he realized his smallness and weakness, especially when compared to Varian standing beside him, Arthas felt more ashamed...

After all, it was Varian who held the sword in hand and cooperated with the demigod Agammagan to kill the illusion of the power of the ancient gods. If there is no Varian, the high-ranking forces of the coalition and the wild **** Agammagan are estimated to be The whole army was wiped out.

According to Varian, Tyrion, who really broke out, is probably not weaker than Cthune... That is to say, the previous "fight" on the Northrend continent is estimated to be only a dark edge. The "game" of the lord and the young man is nothing, which makes Alsace afraid after a while. If he has continued to develop with this mentality, if he faces Tyrion again in the future, he will definitely die miserably.

"What are you thinking? Arthas?"

Varian, as in the past when they were in Lordaeron, reached out and patted Alsace on the shoulder, and then handed his hip flask to the Paladin King, who smiled, took the hip flask, and sipped With a sip of wine, he looked at the dozen or so black spots looming in the distant sky, and he said softly:

"I'm thinking about the future...Varian, don't you really go back to Baita Harbor to see the Pope? The war destroyer is in your hands, plus your strength in this war, Pope Maybe it will support you to become an emperor..."

Arthas pursed his lips. He looked at the special-shaped war sword wrapped in sackcloth behind Varian's back. There was a trace of loss in his blue eyes. He said:

"I...I will also support you to become an emperor, you are more qualified than me."

"Do not be silly!"

Varian felt the loss of Arthas' heart, and he slapped Alsace's shoulder vigorously. He said softly:

"I don’t want to be an emperor, at least I don’t want to... give me some time, and give you some time, Arthas, I will go back to the Kingdom of Stormwind first, perform my duties to the people, afterwards... ."

Varian looked at the approaching dragons, and he smiled and said to Arthas:

"Do you need me to tell your Majesty Drake about your marriage with you? I think, this time I saved so many people, and the soldiers of Kul Tiras, Your Majesty Drake will always sell I have a face."

Arthas raised his head violently. He looked at Varian and then said a little unnaturally:

"Then thank you, Varian."

"Haha, then that's it!"

Varian sipped his wine happily, and the gravel on the ground was rolled up between the gusts of wind, and dozens of dragons flapped their wings and flew over the coalition camp, causing the soldiers to cheer, and those huge figures twirled Above the ruins of the Qiraji temple, there were open dragon kisses full of teeth, spraying the scorching dragon's breath on the remains of the ruins. For a time, the scorching flame ignited in the desert.

"Go out and see, Alsace."

Varian stared at the burning flame, and he suddenly said to Arthas:

"Go and see the Federation, see the civilization there, and see the new life of our people. Whether you want to become an emperor or not, I think you should go and see whether it is to understand the enemy or to eliminate the inner stubbornness. Nian and daze..."

"Will Tyrion allow us to go?"

The Paladin King asked: "That is his territory after all."

"No! Arthas, that's not Tyrion or the Bladed Territory!"

Varian said to Alsace:

"That is the territory of the Federation, another human civilization, exactly like us, with the same source as us, the dark blade is the dark blade, the Federation is the Federation, you have to clearly distinguish this, who are our current enemies, who are us Future friends, this is very important, of course, I am just a suggestion."

After talking, Varian patted Arthas on the back and walked to the commanders standing on the other side.

General Shantis Yuyue sat on the wall of the beetle. She didn’t wear the iconic black bat helmet, her braided hair hung on her chest. The night elf general was holding a bottle of fruit wine in her hand. Staring at the burning Qiraji temple in front of her eyes, the light in her eyes was very rich, and she did not know what she was thinking.

Orc Blox hangs his arms with a bandage and stands with Halver. The two of them don’t know what to say before the blazing flames. From time to time, a burst of laughter erupts, and the deer helmet wears withered. The high-level Druids of the writers are constantly marking something on a map.

The coalition’s resolution has been reached. After the dragons have burned the void remains in this place, the subsequent cleanup of the battlefield of the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj will be taken over by the withers. They will use special methods to clean up the remains of Cthune. Then all the way down, clearing the tentacles of the ancient gods deep into the core of the world, this is an extremely complicated task that requires many people to be busy together.

And cleaning up the world’s core will inevitably have an impact on the entire world, so this work is not urgent. It must be taken slowly. It can be foreseen that the development of the withers in the next ten years will be around the world trauma of Silithus. .

Varian looked back. The werewolf lord Dalius and Gilneas King Liam said something further away, and Shore had long disappeared. He saw a group of priests patrolling the lively camp. The archbishop of Chaldean, the king hesitated and went to Chaldean who was changing the bandage of a Tauren warrior.

When the king approached, the ceremonial dagger at the waist of Chaldeans suddenly shook, causing Chaldeans to raise his head violently, and saw Varian approaching. When he looked over at Chaldeans, Varian behind The war fighters also jumped, making the king's eyes more puzzled.

The legendary weapon of the War Destroyer seems to be very dissatisfied with Archbishop Chaldeans, even with a faint hostility.

"Your Majesty Varian!"

Chaldean, with a compassionate professional smile, walked quickly to Wrynn, and then bowed down to salute him, extremely respectful, just like in the past, the archbishop raised his head and sincerely said to the king:

"The Kingdom of Stormwind looks forward to your return, Your Majesty!"

"I am also looking forward to the day of returning home, but Bishop Chaldeans, there are some things that I need to discuss with you in advance."

Varian made a "please" gesture to Chaldeans. The archbishop nodded and the two walked towards the beetle wall. Between walking, Varian whispered:

"I want to invite the wither to enter the storm kingdom and use the druids' spells to explore new agricultural models for the people. Although I haven't been to the flash plain, I also heard about the desolation of the place, our original planting experience , It’s no longer useful."

The subject gave Chaldeans a look, he thought for a moment and said softly:

"It's not a question that I can decide. Your Majesty, another kind of faith enters the kingdom and must pass the Pope..."

"But you are the Archbishop of the Storm Kingdom, Chaldean!"

There was a flash of light in Varian's eyes. He interrupted the archbishop's narrative slightly, and then looked at the Chaldeans:

"The faith affairs of the Storm Kingdom are up to you, aren't you? So what I want to know more is, will you support me or will you...against me?"

The Archbishop heard a hint of questioning from Varian's tone, and the temperament exuded from this long-lost king reminded him of another person at the beginning...Losa after becoming the emperor!

After a few seconds, Chaldean silently drew a religious symbol on his chest. He lowered his head and said softly:

"Your will is supreme... My Majesty."

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