Azeroth’s Death Track

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The battlefield under the tree of the world was originally housed in several very important buildings of night elves, such as the world tree halls of the druids, such as the lunar temple of the lunar priests, and several wild demigods. The temples in this world, as well as the headquarters of the sentinel troops, as well as many beast dens near the tree of the world, etc.

But now, there is nothing here... except for a ruin that is terrible.

The wooden World Tree Hall has been completely demolished, and the majestic Moon Temple was completely destroyed in the crazy battle of the two behemoths. The entire night elf town is now empty... Those who failed to leave before the battle broke out His life has long been torn apart by violent arcane spells and cold death. Even if they are so close to the world tree, their souls cannot return to them, and they are completely swallowed up by the greedy dead world.

This was supposed to be one of the most sacred areas in the world, but the current situation here is even worse than the Whispering Harbor that once fought the battle of Northern Xinjiang... At least some living people can be found there, and here, except everywhere Apart from the flying **** of death, there was nothing.

"Wow"

Under the manipulation and collision of strange powers, the culprit that frozen the entire night elf town ruins, the ancient glacier water element summoned by Queen Azshara is like a reluctant warrior, holding his hands high , Seems to be making a final roar, but no matter how crazy it persists, in the face of the final disintegration, this arrogant water element still can't fight the origin of the current.

Its huge body shaped by ice and running water melted as quickly as it encountered the falling snow of the sun, and then as soon as it came, it quickly penetrated into this devastated land and disappeared without a trace.

Queen Azshara looked somberly as her summons disappeared on the battlefield. She looked back at her arm. One of her four arms had completely turned into a weird black, and she completely lost her instinct. The cold death frost wrapped around the arm, like a frozen body that was necrotic. It was the body that was scratched by Tyrion's blade between the short soldiers just now.

But the strange thing is that even if the "life" belonging to this arm was completely killed by the "death" covered by the blade of Tyrion, the queen did not feel the pain... it was like numbness.

But in front of the injured queen, the image of Lord Tyrion is not very good, and he does not seem to be a winner.

The swordsman robe he had worn when he came had become tattered, and on his restored cheeks, there were also three bruised wounds, and there was a piercing wound on his abdomen.

Behind the high lord, the evil energy is awe-inspiring, and the energy summons of more than 7 meters. The evil spirit warrior condensed by the power of death has lost a small half of the body. It was torn away by the ancient glacier elements. It was like a desolation. Like a samurai, he used two energy swords to support his body. Obviously, this energy aggregate can still fight, but it has become very miserable. It does not match the previous domineering power, and even the fluctuation of death energy has become a lot weaker.

Obviously, in the fierce and short-lived fighting between men and women, neither Queen Azshara nor Tyrion, neither of them took much advantage...

But overall, Tyrion is still slightly better, because he is holding a thing in his hand... it is in a dead fight, unexpectedly dispelling the ancient glacier water element summoned by Azshara, so that the queen Falling down in this death fight.

Those are three pieces of stone shining with ice blue halo, which are strung together with black ropes, like a rough pendant. If you put it on your ear, you can clearly hear the sound of the tide, from Judging from the cracks of the three stones, this thing should have been a complete one, which could manipulate the sea and the flowing water, but it was broken by some force, and a part was missing.

"Tidestone..."

Queen Azshara reached out her hand, pulled her necrotic arm off the body without hesitation, and tossed it aside. The wound looked very cruel, and red blood flowed out of the wound. The gorgeous robe was stained with sacred blood, but the queen did not care about this pain, she just stared at the three stones in Tyrion’s hand.

"It seems that the traitor of Farodis has found a new owner for himself... like a dog with a begging pity!"

The Queen’s voice was full of hatred:

"I knew it, then I should kill him completely!"

"Seriously, I have to thank you for your anger 10,000 years ago."

Tyrion shook the fragments of the tidal stone in his hand. He carried the Ashbringer on his shoulder and said to the gloomy queen in front of his eyes:

"If it weren’t for you to crush the complete tidestone, I would definitely not be able to use the **** with the power of Gogonas. After it shattered, the divine power that ruled the four seas dissipated, but instead it was these scattered pieces The split force in the stone... anyone can use it, and if used well, it can have some unexpected effects... just like now!"

The lord took a step back, the ash messenger in his hand disappeared in the air, and the evil spirit warrior who was hit hard behind him also dissipated into the flying power of death. In the flutter of the black light plume that fell from the sky, the lord ice blue Looking at Queen Azshara in front of her eyes:

"You lost! Azshara, decent, leave."

"If it's on the sea..."

Queen Azshara gave Terion an unwilling glance, who shrugged carelessly:

"Yes, if it's on the sea, in your home court, I might not be your opponent...but, I don't think you and I actually need to be so aggressive..."

Tyrion glanced at Azshara. He lowered his voice and imprinted his farewell in Azshara's mind in a spiritual communication:

"I will go to "visit" His Excellency Enzos soon... Moreover, if you have observed me and my legion, you should know that we are all equals to all civilizations...the wild boars are about to establish My own city-state is gone, why can't Naga rebuild her empire?"

Hearing this, the Queen’s eyes flashed with a hint of fineness, she gave a meaningful glance to the Lord, she snorted coldly, waved her hand casually in the Queen’s posture, and then disappeared silently. In the air:

"Very well...I think Enzos will also welcome your visit!"

"Treasure your victory, Lord Lord... you won, but only this time!"

But at the moment when the queen was about to disappear, she suddenly looked back at Tyrion, a trace of curiosity flashed in her eyes, and she asked:

"You keep saying that the world tree is useful to you, what are you going to do with it?"

"Can I not answer?"

Tyrion sorted out his shabby swordsman's robe. He didn't look at Queen Azshara, but after a while, he answered frankly:

"Well, I'm going to burn it... burn down the pillars of the Cadore civilization, forcing them to leave the cradle, and really join the era of world change... this is what I want to do, as always."

"It sounds like a big ambition..."

Queen Azshara snorted sarcastically. She looked at Tyrion's figure and asked softly:

"Turn yourself into a devil that destroys the world and unite everyone else against you... is it really worth it? Or, are you actually an idealist I didn't find? A martyr?"

This question silenced the Lord Lord for a few seconds. He sighed like a living man.

"It doesn't make sense..."

"It means everything..."

This answer dissatisfied Queen Azshara, but Her Majesty did not delve too much. Since Tyrion is going to burn the tree of the world, it is equivalent to the night elf’s inheritance will also be destroyed, although this is revenge It’s not the same, but it’s not unsatisfactory, not to mention, Queen Azshara is also very curious, how a guy like Tyrion will deal with the two little **** leaders of the night elves.

"Oh, man..."

The queen said her mantra again, and then turned unrequitedly into the door of the deep sea, and behind her, Tyrion watched Azshara leave, with a faint flash of glance in the ice blue eyes of the lord. Tired, the woman Azshara is really not easy to deal with, the most powerful woman in the history of Azeroth... this is an opponent not inferior to the big devil, more importantly, she has a darker than the big devil wisdom.

Even between the confrontations just now, the high lord can be sure that Azshara still hasn't got the cards. After all, this proud queen has her own purpose and plan. She is not willing to expose all her cards here. It is also certain that these hole cards are not reserved for Tyrion, that is to say, the queen's biggest enemy is not him.

"Enzos, hehe, you idiot can find yourself a good opponent..."

Tyrion laughed, and he turned around. In this quiet **** covered by the frost, he looked at the world tree Nordrassil, towering into the clouds, and the huge sacred tree seemed to Feeling the end of his coming, every leaf of this towering giant tree began to sway.

Anyway, he won...

Now that you have won, it is something to be happy.

"Wow"

A black flame appeared in Tyrion's hands. He put the flame on the branches of the tree of the world, watching the black flame without temperature ignite the emerald green branches, watching the light of fire on himself The eyes light up as if the night is illuminated, the lord is like coaxing the child, whispering in a light voice:

"Nordasier, the creature that has supported the world for 10,000 years..."

"I know you are tired...sleep, sleep... after the flame burns everything, in the cold ashes, the new era brought by you will be even brighter... this is not death, This is a freshman..."

"Accept, goodwill from death and Tyrion..."

"boom"

The next moment, in the mourning of the world tree, the shocking black flame, at this moment, skyrocketing!

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Thirty minutes before the World Tree was ignited, with the end of the battle for the Tide Scepter on the Black Coast, the tide flowing from the misty sea into the Felwood Forest had fallen, after losing the support of the tide The floods in Felwood have entered a low tide, and the Naga who were hit hard by the Legion on the front line also began to retreat.

The night elf corps trapped in Felwood sent out all the corps corps at the first time. With the support of the coalition air force, they quickly advanced towards the battlefield of Mount Hyjal. However, just before they overcame the deep darkness before dawn At the moment of entering the airspace of Mount Hyjal, these night elves from the rear saw the burning world tree in the dark night.

The horrible black flames raging like **** are entwined in the towering world tree. Although it does not emit hot temperatures, the scene of the black fire burning is like the burned world, leaving the side dark The sky is also shining with a strange pale light, like a hole in the gate of **** shining on the tree of the world.

This scene undoubtedly hit the most fragile feelings in the hearts of all night elves, and also made the allied air knights who followed the elves stunned.

They just knew that Mount Hyjal was besieged by the sudden arrival of Naga, but how did this happen to this point?

no one knows...

"no no!"

Every night elf driving the Hippogryph is like crazy at this moment, driving the Hippogryph to fly in the direction of the burning world tree, while on the ground, those who follow Ryan. Wolfwalker General temporarily get rid of the darkness The elven soldiers chased by the Blade Undead also rushed back to their holy land on the ground as quickly as possible.

These lazy elves seemed to be frustrated and crazy at this moment, no more grace, no more grace, each wailing like the craziest orc.

"fast!"

In the night sky, Illidan spread his demon wings and sprinted forward in the cold wind of cold death. Behind him, Tyrande and the weak Malfurion riding on the horned beast were almost exhausted. Urged the Hippogryph that carried them, the Great Druid witnessed the world tree being planted, and he saw how the fate of Cadore was tied to the world tree.

It can be said that the night elf race is inseparable from the world tree. Once it is completely burned in this place, the night elf civilization has been stabilized for 10,000 years...

"Wow"

Illidan "looked" far under the burning tree of the world, the town of Cadore, completely razed by the mad energy, in his ghost vision, he could clearly sense a black hole like silence and coldness The same existence, standing quietly under the burning tree of the world, seems to be waiting for their arrival.

It seems to be preparing to invite them to join this grand dinner of the collapse of civilization.

The demon hunter folded his wings and fell into the night sky like an arrow off the string, and finally fell on the devastated ground. Behind him, the huge horned beast flapped its wings and landed on the ground. Tyrande helped Malfurion, with dull eyes, approached Illidan.

"boom"

The weak Great Druid knelt on the ground, and he saw the world tree that had been completely ignited in front of him. The flame without temperature was destroying the trunk of the world tree. The sneaky power was also completely destroying this. The sacred object containing endless life energy.

"why?"

Malfurion raised his head. Under his eyes, the shocking blood and tears represented the unspeakable sorrow and despair in Archdruid's heart. He stared at Terion who was sitting in a shabby wicker chair in front of him. . The Blade of Dawn, he questioned exhaustively:

"We didn't provoke you! We didn't hate you at all! Why!"

"what why?"

Tyrion, wearing a tattered black swordsman robe, crossed his fingers and put it on his chest. He asked doubtfully:

"Am I not the great devil that destroys the world? If I were the great devil, wouldn't it be justified for me to do such a thing?"

"If you want a reason...I want to do it, so I did it...but then again, I don’t need to explain it to you, anyway, you must not understand it, maybe you Not willing to listen..."

Talking, the Lord of the Lord looked behind the three night elves. The angry night elves coming from all over the place were annoyed by the anger on these elves. He flicked his fingers:

"You came here with these miscellaneous people, but also with anger, why..."

"Do you have any opinions?"

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