Azeroth’s Death Track

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Azeroth is a special planet, a special world.

This particularity is not only manifested in its magnificent historical nodes, but also in a great creature born deeper in the world.

Azeroth has a Titan. This is a very special planet among the stars. It breeds the most potential Titan Spirit. Even the Pantheon and the current dark Titan will always pay attention to it. This kind of Concern is not without reason.

Because this Titan Spirit, which has not yet left its infancy, has its own consciousness. This is a phenomenon that has never been seen in the stars, but it is this consciousness wave that is hidden in the real world that created this world and Different civilizations.

On the battlefield covered by the sky of death in Mount Hyjal, Lord Tyrion’s left hand was like a friend’s shoulder on the shoulder of Moon sacrifice Tyrande, and the dark sword in his right hand shouted towards Tyrande’s white. For the perfect neck, there is not much expression on the face of the high lord. He has seen too many big people. The priest of the moon Tyrande thinks that it is not special to let the big lord spare her life. character of.

There is no private hatred between them. What really matters is Illidan...

This demon hunter is really important, because Tyrion knows some secrets that mortals cannot know. He is well aware of certain meanings behind the life of Illidan... The destiny of this world has been changed, it is in everything Before his birth, a dark game changed the destiny of this world, and the final destination of that change in destiny was Illidan.

He is definitely not just a dark hero, not just the dark defender of Cadore, not just a traitor... What he carries is an extremely important mission. Now, Tyrion will help Illidan in his own way. Remove all shackles and let him truly embark on his own destiny.

However, at the moment when the sword was screaming and about to touch Tyrande's neck, everything around Tyrion was still.

He frowned, raised his head, and looked around, everything was still... Not the trick of the still time flow, but the real stillness of everything! Even the flying ashes of the world tree Nordrassil burned by the flames of the dead world, the night elf soldiers slaughtered by the **** of death on the battlefield, and the evil spirit warrior who stepped into the battlefield like a giant, everything was still.

The whole world, even with all the creatures in the world, has entered a state of stillness at this moment, and in this world, only one person, or one existence, can cause such an effect, Tyrion has seen her before .

"So, do you regret it again?"

The Lord Lord held his anger, and he looked up at the strangely shining stars and the bright moonlight in the sky. In that moonlight, there was another consciousness.

Elune... The spirit of Titans bred by Azeroth, the origin and end of all stories.

"Tirion, let Tyrande off, this girl has great potential...I didn't choose her because of a whim."

"Kadore's belief in you eventually changed their position in your mind, right? Elune, the spirit of the world... you are influenced by mortal boredom..."

The silver moonlight shone on Tyrion. He could hear the persuasion of the spirit of the world, but he did not want to stop all this. He raised his head and looked directly at the moonlight in the sky. He shouted loudly:

"Tylander. There is nothing special about the style of speech! She is just a mortal who has been blinded by eternal life. You know this better than anyone. What really matters is Illidan, the stupid you and the madman Zela have been in tens of thousands of years. The fate that I tried to protect before, was inserted by Sargeras, and now it is like this! Do you still not understand? I am helping you deal with the mess you left behind!"

"Senarus, Tyrande. Whispering style, these are the two shackles that Sargeras put on Illidan, you should understand better than anyone! Unfortunately I didn't have time to deal with the first one, but the reason So, I will not miss this second one!"

The lord’s cold will silenced Luna, but a moment later, the spirit of the world said softly:

"I understand, I know that Illidan should have been the savior of Azeroth, but his fate has been twisted...Zela told me that she will call Illidan back to him at a certain time. In destiny, but I’m not willing to sacrifice Tyrande for Illidan’s destiny, it’s not fair!”

Elune's voice, this time even a hint of begging...

And this kind of woman’s change made the Lord Lord very helpless, but Elune... her words are weighty, Tyrion must listen to her advice, he must defeat the real strong enemy coming, he must First maintain the friendly relationship between him and Elune.

No matter how powerful the death lord is, he can’t compete with Sargeras. At the end of the real end of everything, Elune, who is still very young, is Azeroth’s final hole card. Tyrion knows this better than anyone. a little.

"So, between Illidan and Tyrande, you chose Tyrande. It's a pity that you made another wrong choice... well, Zela told you that she will handle Illidan's affairs? "

"Yes."

Faced with the challenge from the High Lord, Elune didn't hide it. She said frankly:

"The Mother of Light has contacted me again not long ago. She seems to be preparing a huge plan, and she begs me to join it..."

"So tell me why you are so stupid!"

The Lord Lord with a trace of anger, he wanted to say something more, but he finally shook his head. After more than ten seconds of thinking, he calmed down:

"Okay! As you wish... I will leave Tyrande, but I will leave the rest to you. As for Illidan, I will not allow you to hand him over to Zella. Will ruin him!"

"I will reshape him in my own way, and I will let you see how I turned this scrap metal abandoned by fate into a peerless sword! And, Elune, you know that I am Help you, so feel free to intervene in my war like now, I don’t want to see it again for the second time!"

The high lord stretched out his hand and took hold of his dark sword. He looked up and looked at the dim moonlight above his head, just like a girl who learned bad things, he scolded:

"Also! Cut off the connection between you and Zela completely! You bad girl! Soon, I will destroy Zela and her beam-jumping holy army... By that time, you will know that the so-called destiny that God Stick Zela believes in does not exist at all!"

"as you wish..."

Elune didn’t stay too long, she quickly regained her power. At the moment when all things stopped, everything became fresh again. At the moment when the death clamor on the battlefield returned, Tyrion The blade slashing towards Tyrande changed its trajectory in the air and penetrated Tyrande's body from behind with a fierce attitude.

The gleaming Silvershade Moonlight did not block Tyrion's blade, not even blocking...

"puff"

Blood spewed out of Tyrande’s wounds, and the beautiful face of the Moon Sacrifice casting a spell of pain, as well as a despair and shock, at the same time as the two brothers of Illidan and Malfurion In the roar that came out, Tyrion was almost close to Tyrande's ear. He said in a cold voice:

"Little girl...your moon god, already abandoned you..."

"Do you think you have done something right for ten thousand years? No... you are wrong! Your **** is watching you, she has warned you, and this is what you did wrong, the price!"

"Uh"

Tyrion’s arm was waving, and his body was bleeding, and Tyrande’s entire body, like a rag doll, was thrown at the rushing Malfurion, and the big druid reached out and hugged his seriously injured wife. In his arms, and Illidan, after seeing his beloved woman hurt, the dark warrior finally stopped covering himself.

"Tirion! I want you... to die!!!"

Illidan exploded the evil energy of all the demons sealed in his body at this moment. The hot evil energy increased by at least three times in an instant, and there is another power hidden in Illidan's body. He was the best at ten thousand years ago... Arcane magic.

The illusionary spirits of Big Eye Lord, Dreadlord, Doom Lord and even Destroyer Mannoroth are shining behind Illidan’s body. The spirits of these demons laughed, and after the demon hunter exploded all the power, it meant It is possible that they can escape the seal, and in the fusion of evil energy and magic power, the dark green evil energy on the surface of Illidan's body is transformed into a strange purple energy.

Full of chaos and destruction...it made him look like a big purple demon.

"This is it!"

Seeing Illidan's full burst, Tyrion's eyes flashed a fine awn.

This is where he really valued Illidan. The six basic forces of the stars are co-existing with each other and have clear boundaries with each other. According to normal circumstances, a creature can only carry one kind of power, but some talented talents can achieve basic power. Fusion.

For example, the natural relative, the arcane power representing order and the evil energy representing chaos, the last person who merged two powers, called Sargeras... and now appears in front of Tyrion, is the second... .

Illidan. Stormrage!

The power of these geniuses is based on their understanding of power... No one knows when Illidan completed this horrible to impossible fusion, but he just finished it. Probably the unique ability of the so-called son of destiny.

"clang!"

With a crunch, the ground under Tyrion's feet shattered under Illidan's violent force, causing the feet of the High Lord to be printed under the ground. The black light blade in his hand was also broken at this moment, but replaced it. It is a stronger and silent Ashbringer, and the Blade of Shadow is held in Tyrion’s hand, which means that Illidan in front of him is qualified to let Tyrion draw a sword.

But that's it...

Looking at Illidan's dark red mask shining with evil energy, surrounded by purple chaotic power, Tyrion said calmly:

"Do you know? Illidan, in my opinion, if you want to weaken the children, give them everything at birth."

"But if you want to make your child stronger, you have to... take it seriously."

"boom"

The death lord waved a foot and kicked on Illidan's chest in a posture of a residual image. The power containing the withering and eternal essence of death rushed into Illidan's body along the contact of the two bodies. Almost in a blink of an eye, he cut off all the running energy in his body. Illidan did embark on the road of power fusion, but the problem is that the souls of these demons he sealed are too weak... or, It's too complicated.

Not pure enough, this is why he lost.

Hit by the full blow of the High Lord, Illidan's body was swirled and was bombarded into the ground of the battlefield. His demon form has been forcibly lifted, and Tyrion does not look at the one who has not found the real power. The child of destiny, instead of looking at the demonic souls suspended in the sky, he looked at them and asked softly:

"You guys, what are you laughing at? All this... is it funny?"

The demonic souls released by Illidan seemed to see natural enemies, whistling and turned to escape, but the next moment was captured by the swarm of deaths, and the lord took a step forward and appeared in the holding of Tyran German wanted to leave the battlefield next to Malfurion. He grabbed the weak big druid and turned his head to look at the demon hunter crawling out of the broken ravine behind him.

He gave Illidan a cold smile:

"I said, I will unlock your shackles, that knife was the first one, now this...the second one!"

"Do not!"

In Illidan's tragic and extreme roar, the Lord's finger lightly penetrated Malfurion's heart, just like the most terrifying blade, and at this moment, Malfurion, who was not struggling, was just calm. Looked at his brother.

A big guilt, worry, pain, trust, and last blessing flashed in the eyes of Archdruid...Although Illidan couldn't see it, he could feel that his brother... was dying.

"Take her away! Illidan..."

Malfurion could feel Tyrion's fingers piercing his heart, and in the pain of being paralyzed by the cold death, the weak Great Druid removed the ornamental horn from his waist, He shouted to Illidan:

"Take care of her for me! Protect her for me! Illidan... leave here! Never come back!"

"Ooooo"

The low and desolate horn sounded through the battlefield of the night at this moment, Tyrion looked back, and under the darkness of Mount Hyjal, the endless elves were attracted by the horn, toward him and Mafa Leo's position rushed over, and taking the opportunity of his observation, the seriously wounded Illidan rushed out of the ruins with the same seriously injured Tyrande.

He knew what his brother wanted to do, and he knew what would happen if the Horn of Natural Anger was blown...

"Ah, it's boring to cooperate with others...you are right, Malfurion..."

Seeing that he was going to be surrounded by countless elves with manic power, the high lord did not panic. He looked down at Malfurion who was set up by himself. Between the four eyes, the big lord had a cold smile. meaning:

"Malfurion. Stormrage"

"You have carried a heavy life, and you have seen the true meaning of death."

"Your will to guard makes your soul so powerful...you are qualified!"

"I will give you the name of the polluter, and... welcome to join and forget the kings!"

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