Azeroth’s Death Track

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Vandal. Deer helmet carrying a bag of things walking in the passage of the dark temple. As a veteran veteran druid, even after joining the blight sect, the habits he once cultivated still affect him.

Compared to the busy chief, the deer helmet's daughter-in-law Mo Yana, the deer helmet's daily life is very simple. He will either teach those druids to understand the way of nature in the wither base camp in the Drust Valley. Either you will have a spiritual communication with the seed of life worshipped by the wither in the Emerald Holy Land, or stay in your beast den and study the new power granted by the seed of life.

In short, the deer helmet is not willing to spend too much time on other things, probably because of the break with the Cenarion Circle, so the deer helmet also has no interest in the management of the sect of the blighter on weekdays. Among the great druids, the deer helmet is the most free one.

But this does not mean that he is unknown...

Deer helmet's profound understanding of the way of nature, coupled with his concern for apprentices, and the battle of the quicksand as the commander defeated the Qiraji people, all these experiences have given the deer helmet a high reputation, just like It is the same as in the former Cenarion Circle, and in the more active and younger blight sect, the deer helmet also has its own followers, a huge number.

As a qualified old Druid, the Deer Helm did not like to deal with the Dark Blade Legion representing death, although the balance of life and death is almost the core in the doctrine of the wither, but it is true that Tyrion has fulfilled his promise And, in the matter of bringing his beloved son back from the abyss, the Deer Helm did not feel much disgust towards the Dark Blade Legion.

This rare active visit by the deer helmet surprised the blood maid who was staying in the dark temple...After the deer helmet was discovered, Aurelia cooperated with the blood maid to send the deer helmet to him Where I want to go.

"The comers stop!"

A crisp girl's voice sounded in the darkness in front of the deer helmet, and the big druid stood on the spot. The next moment, in the darkness in front of him, a golden flash lighted up, the strange ghost of light, Yuna The probe probed the dark druid in front of him from the dark curtain.

"Yo, Mr. Deer Helm!"

Yuna waved towards the deer helmet very familiarly, holding a piece of fudge in her hand, and slowly came out of the darkness. This little ghost that has been living for more than 20,000 years has a very strong Ability, she can become a friend with a stranger in the shortest time...

Everyone likes her, and Yuna's occasional nonsense is also very reasonable. She basically never causes trouble for Tyrion.

Of course, it's not that no one is disgusted by this seemingly unrestrained little ghost, but for those who dare to do it, their bones may have rotted in the land of the dead world.

As part of Tyrion’s "Crown" of the dead world, Yuna itself can also mobilize a part of the power of the dead world. This may not be a threat to the top gangsters, but it is used against some miscellaneous debris. Means too.

"Little Yuna, help me open the "door". I'm going to meet Ms. Ysera."

Deer Helmet and Yan Yuese handed a small bag of fragrant sweets with green grass to Yuna, and then said to the little ghost:

"I want to talk to her about something."

Yuna smiled and took the fudge in Deer Helmet, but she shook her head:

"No way~ Mr. Lu helmet, Terion said, no one can see the big green-haired sister unless that big sister is willing to be our "friend"."

"So if I say, can I persuade her to be our friend?"

Lu helmet smiled at Yuna and raised her pocket:

"I have the confidence to persuade her."

The little ghost tilted his head for a few seconds, then shook his head quickly:

"No, it's not good, Tyrion specifically told me, I can't violate his orders...but..."

Speaking of words, the little ghost’s eyeballs, which were permanently shaped as draenei’s children, flexed in her star-like eyes, she looked around, and then sneaked her voice down to the deer helmet. Say:

"If you let Little Estaria come to play with me, I will let you pass quietly."

This request made the Deer Helmet a little crying and laughing. Istariya was his baby granddaughter and the only daughter of Mojana and Vastain. In the state of a long-lived night elf, Istaria and You Like Na, she is a child who has not yet grown up. She and Yuna are indeed good friends, but the problem is that Estaria is now learning Druid in Drustvar. She has not been dark for months. The temple is gone.

"Dornan they all do their own business in Delano, I am bored here alone."

Yuna glanced at Deer Helmet's expression. She tilted her head and widened her eyes, and said pitifully:

"Tirion asked me to watch the big green-haired sister and the big octopus in the dead world again, and I can't leave here..."

"Alright alright."

Deer Helmet shook his head, reached out and patted Yuna's head:

"I'll let someone send Estaria, but I can only stay here for a week! She has to go back to study."

"Study? Learning is the least fun!"

Yuna turned happily, took out the little wand on her belt, and shook her head while opening the door to the world of deer helmet, while shaking her head and saying:

"I hate studying the most! I hated it when I was at Argus! Now I hate it even more!"

"Wow"

Under the command of Yuna, the deep blue fissure of the dead world opened at the end of the deepest passage in the dark temple. The cold spirit world wind blew out of the fissure and flew the green hair of the deer helmet around. Na shouted behind him:

"Hey, Mr. Deer Helm, don't leave the castle! The realm of the dead doesn't welcome living people...you can only move in the castle! Call me when you are in danger, and I will send you out!"

"I know."

The deer helmet waved at the little ghost, and then stepped into the dark blue crack. At the next moment, the open crack disappeared in the dark. Yuna nibbled at the candy, humming a weird song, and walked in. In the dark curtain, she was going to tidy up her room and scattered toys, and then greet her good friends from afar.

On the other side, the deer helmet stepping into the realm of death moved its shoulders a little uncomfortably. As one of the great druids of Azeroth, the deer helmet is very good at life and the way of nature. His Talent also sighed Malfurion, but because of this, after entering the realm of death filled with the negative energy of death, the world is more repulsive to lifewalkers like him.

However, the castle built by Tyrion is an exception. As the Lord of the Dead Realm, Tyrion set the wilderness castle as a "neutral zone". In this castle, the living people can barely move freely, but wait If it is too long, it will still be "assimilated" by the power of the dead world. It is a very painful and very bad process. No one will like that experience.

But Queen Green Dragon, the less well-behaved wake-up lady, Ms. Ysera, is currently being held here by Little Yuna.

"Bang"

The Deer Helmet lightly knocked on the door of the hall, and the sound awakened Ysera, who was sitting by the fireplace, warming up. The pale-faced awakener turned back and saw the old acquaintance Deer Helmet stepping into the hall. , Ysera saw the sign of the wither on the chest of the deer helmet's wooden battle armor, which made Queen Green Dragon's face not good-looking.

Of course, another big reason for Ysera's ugly face is because she is unwell.

The dragon king Ysera, who represents pure dreamland and life, is more than ten times more repulsive in the realm of death than a mortal like a deer helmet. Even if he stays in this "neutral zone" castle, Ysera can clearly feel To this unfamiliar earth, her aversion and unabashed hostility towards her.

The power of the spirit world from the world of death surrounds her body, like the most terrifying cold wind of the cold winter twelfth lunar month. Every moment, the extreme cold is infiltrated into her bone marrow, as if even the blood in her body needs It’s frozen, it’s just an appearance, just like any living thing thrown into the realm of death, the rules of this world “empty” all the power of Ysera, no matter whether it is a dragon form or a magic power, it can’t be used. .

As another world that is completely different from Azeroth’s world rules, Ysera’s authentic dream authority is completely useless in the dead world. Here she can’t open the door to the emerald dream, even more terrible. What's more, every time she tries to urge the dream, it will attract the crazy suppression of the dead world.

It's like every inch of soul is suffering from acupuncture... it is simply the most terrible torture in the world.

Ysera didn't realize until now that Tyrion dared to be hostile to the whole world...As long as this strange dead world exists, the Legion of Dark Blades is completely invincible in Azeroth! Even if one step back 10,000 said that all life of Azeroth united to defeat the Legion of Dark Blades, they only need to retreat into the dead world, Azeroth will still have no peace.

The Awakener was born to be one of Azeroth’s most powerful creatures, but in her long life, she has never been as weak as she is now. The threat of Tyrion is still vivid, and the Queen of Green Dragons is very clear. At this moment, she simply does not have the ability to fight back against the Lord!

"Your situation is too bad."

The Deer Helmet sat opposite the Ysera trembling on the quilt, sitting on the chair. He looked at the green dragon who was still burning, but still looking very cold. He saw the freezing condensation on Ysera's eyelashes. The ice, and the frost-like marks on her cheeks, proved that Ysera was in such a bad situation.

"The dead world has begun to assimilate your body, the awake...you can't stay in this shadowy place anymore!"

"So, deer helmet!"

There was a terrible chill in Ysera's voice. She raised her head stiffly, her green eyes were still full of stubbornness and unyielding, she looked at the deer helmet in front of her, she said in a deep voice:

"Are you here to persuade me to surrender? Do you let me, who represents the dream, surrender to a dead tyrant? Vandal. Deer helmet! When did an old druid like you also become a dead dog?"

"No! I didn't come for it."

Deer Helmet reached out and picked up his pocket, he said softly:

"In the doctrine of the wither, death and life are the two ends of the balance of all things. Only if the balance is balanced can the world civilization continue to move forward. Of course, I am not here to discuss the doctrine dispute with you. To be precise, I To show you something..."

Speaking, Deer Helmet handed the vines in her pocket to Ysera. The latter's eyes immediately became frozen. She reached out and tried to hold the nightmare vines, but because it was too cold, the muscles were stiff Below, her fingers had already begun to stop listening.

"what is this?"

Ysera withdrew her frozen fingers awkwardly. She wrapped her quilt tightly again, and then asked tremblingly:

"Where did you get it?"

"Hinterland!"

Lu helmet closed his eyes and said something that surprised Ysera:

"It's a pity, but the awakeners, the nightmare has begun to invade the world through the emerald dream and the passage of the world...at least in our observations, they are moving towards the nightmare door of the Twilight Forest and Hinterland. This world spreads its power."

"That is to say... the war within the Emerald Dream, the dragon dragon team of the dream, probably has... lost!"

"This is impossible!"

Ysera gritted her teeth and said:

"I can feel that the Dream Tower has not yet fallen, and the Emerald Dream is still partly controlled by the Green Dragon Army..."

"But what about that?"

Lu helmet asked back:

"You are trapped in the dead realm, Tyrion doesn't nod, and don't want to leave in your life, look at your present state, the awakener, if you go on like this, maybe a few days later, the vitality in your body will be Start to reverse into death energy, once this flipping is completed...you will change from a dream dragon to a death dragon..."

"I know you are not afraid of this kind of death and conversion, but even if you don’t want to succumb to Tyrion’s will, those things you don’t want to see will still happen, and the Emerald Dream may not have fallen completely, but I believe , It won’t be too long before it falls, but you can’t help a little, I mean... which is more important to your dignity as the Dragon King, and the survival of the entire Emerald Dream and even this world?"

"boom"

Ysera stood up sharply, staring at the deer helmet:

"Are you questioning me? Deer helmet... What right do you traitors have to question me! Do you know what requirements Tyrion made? He asked me to abandon the Kadore civilization, he let me disconnect from Cenarion The connection of the council, and then hand over the work of maintaining the emerald dream to the wither, he is still using the evil method to make the demigod of death! He is an arrogant lunatic, and the next goal of him and the war machine he has started is yours Race! You... deer helmet, you are the accomplice!"

"Don't pretend to be a good person, deer helmet!"

The awakening eyes sparkled with anger:

"You and Tyrion are nothing but raccoons!"

"Is that right?"

Deer helmet was not angry. He tasted the truths Ysera told him. After more than ten seconds, the deer helmet shook his head. He looked at Ysera calmly:

"So now, on behalf of the Blighter, I beg you, the Awakener, the Queen of Dreams, the Blighter are willing to participate in the maintenance of the Emerald Dream, and we will not force you to choose us, while abandoning the Cenarion Circle, we are willing to Peaceful co-existence with the Cenarion Circle, together to maintain the tranquility of the Emerald Dream... As for the War of Cadore, I’m sorry, I can’t interfere.”

Archdruid stood up and said to Ysera:

"But I think you should also be able to understand the hidden meaning behind this upcoming war... after all, Luna, no longer cares about Cadore, and based on the situations we are facing now, the so-called demigod of death The question is not so important, after all, it is the choice of the demigods... Those venerable souls are never vassals."

"You have been upset about them, the question is, have you asked their opinion?"

Ysera didn't answer. She just looked at the deer helmet, and she seemed to distinguish the deer helmet's true thoughts. The latter calmly confronted Ysera. After a few seconds, the deer helmet said in a deep voice:

"In the end, even if you stick to neutrality, it’s much better than just watching your own home be completely destroyed... If that’s my home, I will give everything, even life, to protect it, not to mention the dignity of the district.. ."

"It's up to you to make a decision. Awakener, the survival of the Emerald Dream is now in your mind."

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