Azeroth’s Death Track

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Suddenly waking up after 3000 years of sleep, any life will be lost, especially after discovering that everything he is familiar with has died out in time, when he realizes that there is only one person left in this strange world, that kind of Terrible loneliness is enough to destroy any calm thinking.

Of course, Lukma was lucky, and after it awoke, there were once companions and loved ones who accompanied it.

Although, in the ancient period when it ruled the world of Draenor together with Ansu and Sethe, Ansu never expressed love to it, but before Ansu tried to save it, he settled Setai to death. After her curse was sealed in her body, and An Su’s life was distorted, Rukma could clearly feel the ardent love that was never spoken.

In the last few hundred years of life, in addition to sharing his life energy with the first-generation Crow, Rukma will always flap the wings of the sun and fly through every corner of the world of Draenor, with a weeping voice Calling the name of the lover, but at that time, An Su, who was hiding in the shadow world and tortured by the forces of darkness, could not hear this sad call.

It can be said that Ansu and Rukma’s love is very sad, but after the two people were separated, Ansu never gave up the resurrection of Rukma, and even willing to pay everything for it. This is enough to prove the sincerity of the dark and cruel Storm Raven for this relationship.

It probably gave Lukema all the warmth, leaving only the dark side to the world.

But in any case, these hard-loving lovers have crossed two worlds and several planes. After nearly 3,000 years of distant time, they finally ushered in a happy ending.

"Ansu..."

Under the continuous call of Ansu, Rukma, who finally calmed down, gathered his wings, and the golden red sun fire that fluttered around in the emerald holy land quickly returned to its body, just like the breast swallow returning to the nest. This beautiful sunbird slowly fell from the air, tilting its head, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar Ansu in front of him, Rukma wanted to say something, but in the end it only turned into a heavy sigh:

"Now the incarnation of the storm, time has left traces on you, look at your feathers, you are old too..."

"But you are still young and as beautiful as ever..."

An Su did not care about his posture. As the wild demigod born in Draenor, he did not have an emerald dream to recuperate him. When Tyrion met An Su at first, this desperate wild demigod had already fallen He was old, only the last breath left before blowing the lamp and pulling the wax. Although he came to Azeroth under the arrangement of Tyrion, and washed the curse and exhaustion of the mind in the emerald dream, but the old gesture It cannot be restored overnight.

The **** of the storm raven, who always has a slick tongue, looked like an old solid wood when he faced his goddess. He looked at Lukma around him with his black agate-like eyes, and said softly:

"Don't think about it, my Rukma, you can come back, it's great, I'm very happy, I'm really happy..."

Before Ansu's words were finished, Rukma was like a humanoid, spreading his wings, and gave Ansu a sudden hug. The necks of the two ravens were stuck together, which made him very intimate, so he sat in Terry. Yuna, who was watching this scene on her shoulders, immediately blocked her eyes with her hands, as if she saw a shy thing, but the finger gap of the finger was very large, and the flexible eyes were happily turning. , Looking at the two non-shameless demigod ravens in Qingqing and me.

"Speaking... what's wrong with your tail?"

Rukma and Ansu hugged for more than ten seconds, this beautiful flame raven took a step back, its sound sounded like the majestic and full-fledged elder sister, and it was like a queen of the sky, hoarse. The voice was full of irreversible strength. It tilted its head and frowned, looking at the vacant part of Ansuna's large tail feathers. A glimmer of dissatisfaction flashed from Lukmana's eyes like a sun gem:

"This gesture is so ugly! Who dares to pull out your tail feathers? Who dares to bully you? Tell me... I will help you out!"

Speaking, Lukma's eyes turned to the high lord Tyraon, who was on the side, and the little ghost on his shoulder. The latter immediately took his hands and took the branch in his hand after he noticed Lukma's eyes. The big blue-black tail feather was hidden behind him, and then pretended not to know anything, glancing at the side with a small face, and whistling quietly.

But Ansu’s tail feathers are taller than Yuna’s, and she hides her “trophy” behind her, but the beautiful feathers are swaying behind the back of her head. The gesture made Lukma, who had just been resurrected, laugh directly.

"Look, what a lovely little girl..."

Lukma was moving with huge wings, and the golden-red flame shook slightly on her body, like a moving, unextinguished holy flame, and the eyes of the Yangyan Raven quickly placed on the silent Tyrion again. On the body, the two stared at each other for a few seconds. Rukma suddenly opened his wings and flew towards the lord on the edge of the platform.

An Su hurriedly stopped his wife who had just awakened and had some unclear circumstances:

"No! Lukema, this is a friend!"

"I know."

Lukma, who landed on the ground, shook his head, shrinking his size, and finally became almost taller than Tyrion, he looked at the big lord in front of him and whispered:

"Mr. Tyrion helped me expel the beast consciousness that occupied my body. I saw it clearly. I am here to thank you, kind and powerful undead. As you said, you are better than the other. The Green Dragon Queen is more professional...When An Su took me into the Emerald Dream, my tired soul could already sense the outside world..."

Rukma shook his head wearily, and the flame field on his forehead shook in the air:

"Ysera vowed to announce that she would help An Su wake up my soul, but unfortunately, she only expelled part of that brutal consciousness and did not completely expel it from my body, and the Emerald Dream was powerful for the soul The warm-up ability makes the remaining beast soul grow stronger in my bones. Its pressure on me is getting heavier and heavier, which finally makes me fall into a long sleep and coma again."

"If it wasn't for your help, Lord Tyrion."

The Yangyan Raven bowed very formally towards Terion, saying:

"I'm afraid I will be completely assimilated by the consciousness of the beast, and there is no possibility of awakening..."

Faced with this sincere thanks, the Lord Lord shook his head. He glanced at Ansu, who was standing next to Rukma, and he said softly:

"You don’t need to thank me. Ansu and I are old friends for many years. I will help it because of reason. Besides, for your resurrection, Ansu has paid the commission for help. After your resurrection, both of us In this regard... Of course, I am happy to maintain a friendly relationship with the two, but speaking of it, I happen to have something to ask you."

"Lukma, your bones have been placed in the emerald dream's nest of storms. During the period when the nightmare attacked the emerald dream, I wondered, have you ever been in contact with the nightmare?"

The straightforward question of Tyrion changed An Su’s eyes slightly. This is also what An Su has been worried about. Storm Raven himself has the protection of the present God-given body, and the nightmare is difficult to invade its spirit, but Sleeping Rukma did not have the ability to protect himself. In the recent nightmare rampant, Ansu could no longer wait. This is the rapid pressure that caused Ansu to merge with Tyrion. .

In the face of Tyrion's inquiry, Rukma did not conceal, this beautiful and noble Yangyan Raven nodded calmly:

"Of course I have been in contact... In the period when I was the weakest, the nightmare even invaded my body."

An Su Bran changed color, but Rukma turned his head, using his eyes to signal that he didn't need to worry, Yangyan Raven turned back and looked at Tyrion:

"But it failed. Even though it was the manic will of the beast that controlled my body at that time, the nightmare could not completely infect me in the face of the elemental fire contained in my body. After several attempts, I was defeated by the flames. After that, the nightmare left my body and turned to find another target. If I remember correctly, the second target it chose should be the lazy bear."

"Usok!"

An Su exclaimed:

"Rukma, are you saying that Uzok is not the first, but the second is polluted?"

"Of course! My stupid Ansu."

Rukma Yangyang Raven said in a low and disgusted tone:

"The nightmare appeared earlier than you thought, and the green dragon queen who likes to talk about it didn’t even realize the existence of the nightmare. She didn’t even realize that the nightmare that polluted Usok before, and that broke out a while ago The nightmare does not belong to the same force, and the two are inherently different, although the form of expression looks exactly the same."

"What does it mean?"

An Su was a little confused, but Tyrion, who had a deep understanding of the secrets of the world, understood it. He looked at Rukma and he rubbed his chin and asked:

"You mean, the power of the nightmare infected with Uzok and the large-scale nightmare that broke out recently belong to two sources. Let me guess. The guy who was lurking in the emerald dream is the best at using the non-existent. 'S whisper corrodes the will, and the second villain who sneaks into the Emerald Dream is more fond of invading the soul in the form of nightmares, right?"

"Huh, you seem to know very well?"

Lukma tilted his head in surprise and looked at Tyrion with his gem-like eyes:

"Is there any relationship between you and them? Are they your friends?"

"No, not a friend."

The lord shook his head:

"I just happened to study the data of these bastards. If I guessed right, the one who corroded Usok should be the Thousand Throat Demon Yogg-Saron underground in Northrend, and saw Yogg-Saron. The action of the Thousand-bearded Demon Enzos, who was hidden under the deep sea, also decided to join in. In short, Rukma, thank you, the news you brought is very important."

"Things look worse than I thought."

The Lord’s fingers rubbed in the air several times, and he turned to look at An Su:

"This time the invasion of the Emerald Dream is not an ancient god, but two! Obviously, they have begun to join hands. In the face of such power, relying on guarding the dragon is completely unstoppable. An Su, Plan ahead, and immediately start reviving Avina and Ashaman now, placing poor Usok in third place in the resurrection."

"That Goldling and Aisina?"

An Su asked:

"Is it both of them?"

"Ansu demigod, although the species of life has flourished in recent years, the energy of life it stores is not infinite."

At this time, the big druid deer helmet, who was not speaking on the side, looked ugly and said:

"It is very reluctant to reshape the body of the three half-gods with the energy currently stored by the Seed of Life, and even with such careful planning, after the resurrection of the three half-gods, they will also be in a weak state due to lack of energy, which is not We are not willing to help, but the power of the wither is limited."

"Don't the night elves invite you to participate in the resurrection of the demigod?"

An Su asked suspiciously:

"Can the life energy of Nordrassil, the tree of the world, be useless? I know that the life energy stored by that tree in thousands of years is considerable, at least more than enough to resurrect the existing demigods."

"The problem is here, An Su."

Orfa, the Wingspeaker, with a quirky bone mask, the Druid Orthodox inheritor from Drustvar said:

"Even if the Cenarion Circle is willing to contribute the energy of the tree of the world, the blighter will not use it rashly! Because that tree...has been polluted by the gods of the ancients during the demon war."

"what did you say?"

An Su was completely stunned this time. He turned his head to look at Tyrion. His black eyes shone with a strong disbelief, while the Lord Lord flicked his fingers, and a slender soul filled with death energy appeared. In front of the demigod, she is a standard night elf. After her death, she recovered her wisdom from the power of the ancient god, and she is now in a state of extreme self-blame.

"Tell it, Miyara Rige, about what Enzos let you do..."

Under the command of the High Lord, the once defensive general of Mount Hyjal, Miyala Rige explained to Ansu in a low voice:

"Aisala, gave me a piece of flesh and blood from the ancient god..."

"I put it in the trunk of Nordrassil. The will of the ancient gods followed the flesh and blood to the power of the world tree, and the world tree is one of the most important nodes of the emerald dream in reality. .."

"Under the sea of ​​light, the minions of the ancient **** who intended to pollute the world entered the emerald dream, and the second nightmare erupted in the emerald dream. The guardian dragons did not know that they were facing the ancient god. .. unless the world tree that has been reduced to a carrier of evil spirits is thoroughly purified, or simply destroyed, otherwise..."

Miyala Rige clenched her fists in pain:

"Otherwise, the end of the Emerald Dream is near."

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