Azeroth’s Death Track

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Tyrion asked Bon Sandy if he had any comments?

nonsense! Of course there is!

Bangsandi knew very well what Tyrion was going to take away from Thor’s body. That was the treasure he wanted very much, but the problem was that the last time colluding with Hella’s loot was very bad. The reason The reason why there is no war between the two deaths is probably because of the relationship between Bangsandi and Odile.

This is equivalent to the peace between Bangsandi and Tyrion being built on a weak line. In this case, as long as Bangsandi still has reason, he would not be willing to provoke Tyre again. Ang.

"Tear it"

With the sound of thunder and light, Tyrion removed his hand from the thunder king's coffin, and a strange and delicate mechanical heart was held in his hand. This gadget is a huge thing in terms of the size of the Mogu people. In the hands of Tyrion, it is more like an enlarged version of football.

Just looking at the dazzling thunder light wound on this mechanical heart, the delicate to perfect shape and the blue energy flowing inside, I know that this thing is definitely not something that the engineering masters of Azeroth can make, this flowing In the heart of the power of terror, Thor was also "stealing" from the big guardian Lai.

Lei's heart...

The source of the power of the great guardian is the real artifact made by the Titans in the Pantheon. This is the second half of the story that Tirion did not tell the Supreme Gods. The reason why Thor can be a small warlord who is unknown , And became the most powerful emperor in the whole Pandaria, and even the whole world, because he took the power of a sub-Titan from his creator.

Those enemies fighting Thor are quite a battle with a discounted big guardian...that is already Azeroth’s top power, and even the current Tyrion doesn’t dare to say that he wins steadily. How can other people win?

"The heart of the guardian...from the pure power of Oman Sur, the power of creation..."

Tyrion placed the mechanical heart in front of him. Behind him, the unwilling Bangsangdi clenched his fists, while the other trolls looked at the mythical story with the same kind of eyes as the mythical tale. Heart of endless thunder and lightning.

"What's your expression? My friend Bang Sandy."

The lord put the heart wrapped in the thunder light into a special box. He looked back at the dark prophet Zul behind him, that is, Bang Sandi, and he saw the lonely expression on Bang Sandy's face, Tyraon With a chuckle, he looked back and lay in the sarcophagus, the huge Thunder King wearing Thunderbolt armor. In the cumbersome crown, he could not see the face of Thor, but it should be a Mogu face.

The Lord Lord shook his head. He reached out and folded the thunder king's coffin, and handed a cigar to Bang Sandy.

The two were chatting like close friends:

"Look, as you wish, I have given you Thor and his legion. You have a reliable force to protect Odile in your hand. You should be happy. Why should you show this? 'S expression?"

The matter was settled, everything he planned became empty, and Bang Sandy used Zur's body to swallow the clouds and mist, but he said unwillingly:

"You are strong enough, and with this thunder heart, Hella is definitely not your opponent. Maybe after you kill Hella, you will turn back and try to kill me... Why should I be happy? Because of your coming eternal silence?"

Facing Bon Sandy with a sour compliment, Tyrion shook his head. Between the demise of the cigar, he exhaled a smoky smoke, and between the smoky smoke mixed with the strange aroma, he said:

"No, I won't use this Thunder Heart myself, and I don't say that the Titan's power is not consistent with death, and I don't trust this external power. I will use it on another guy. Why? Say? Another form of things will return to the original owner."

"Then you give it to me!"

Bunsandi whispered:

"I will exchange one tenth of the ground of the Hades for this thing!"

"No change!"

The high lord simply refused to look at the hungry Bunsandi, and he glanced at the troll death:

"It's not that I don't rarity your harem, but because no matter what you want to use it, in fact, you have never discovered that you have a perfect substitute in your hand!"

"what?"

Bon Sandy's eyes widened:

"How come I don't know that I have another guardian heart in my hand, wait...you mean..."

Seeing Bang Sandy understand what he meant, Tyrion nodded in satisfaction, he said in a good way:

"You just said that Odil's guardian Tarok and the Virgin Mary are going crazy, and since they are almost useless, why not "use waste"? You see, Thor has proved his physical energy Carrying the power of a pure Titan, this is not something that any Titan creation can do. That is to say, with the heart of another guardian, he can also perfectly control that kind of power...you know my Does that mean?"

Tyrion patted Zul's shoulder, he said softly:

"Look, the so-called guardian stuff is both rigid and arrogant, how can you be assured of using it yourself? The Titans are dead, who will trouble you because of this? You are just like Hella, you are old-fashioned Your mind is bound by your vision, you have two half-crazy guardians around you...in theory, you can even make two "Raytheon"!"

"Maybe Tarok’s heart is not as powerful as Lei’s, but you can also see that Thor is not able to fully display the 100% strength of Thunderbolt’s heart. Ok?"

At this moment, Tyrion’s evil wisdom seemed to open a door to the new world for Bang Sandy, but the troll Reaper was cunning. He looked at Tyrion suspiciously and whispered:

"You are not such a helpful guy, why are you telling me this? What are you going to do?"

"First of all!"

Lord Lord became very patient at this moment, and he explained to Bang Sandy in detail:

"First of all, I admire the soul of Thor, if not because his soul is in your hands, I will personally implement this idea, you know, I like the warriors who dare to resist fate! After seeing his own destiny, Thor He didn’t obey the cowardly future. On the contrary, he felt shame because of the collapse of his creator Lai!"

"He would rather give himself a relief from his cowardly creator, and then carry the sacred task on Lei’s shoulders and maintain the order left by Titan in his own way. He resisted fate and did not obey it like other Titan creations. ...This is a wild and unruly soul, a soul I admire, so I am willing to give him a new path of destiny to walk."

Tyrion's finger flicked, and he looked at Bang Sandy:

"That's all for now, let me ask, what do you want to give me the soul of Thor in your hand? Soul? Security, or territory? Just ask for it...I'm willing for such a The soul pays."

"I also want to do this business, but the problem is that I can't do it..."

Bang Sandy patted the sarcophagus around him with regret:

"The Zandalari priest who signed the covenant with Thor was not my believer. According to the covenant, I only have the power to retain this soul, but not the transferred power... But listening to you, I suddenly felt that maybe I should invest more in Thor, maybe he will surprise me!"

"Well, that's really regrettable."

Tyrion shrugged:

"Secondly, although Elune and I are planning something, it is clear that in my future planning world, there is no place for these Titan guardians. They are the products of the previous era, and they should be at the end of this era. Destroy... The reason why I suggest you do that is because I am doing that too. Since they cannot fulfill their mission, they have no meaning of existence. I will reuse these "wastes" with great power. ..."

"Of course, use my way!"

"You really are a villain! They didn't provoke you!"

Bang Sandy snorted:

"Just because they don't want to obey you, so they have to die? You are really overbearing, you don't even give them the right to choose."

"Trust me."

Tyrion flicked the ashes of the cigar, he said softly:

"I gave it, and they chose death... that’s it, and there is one last reason why I will be so generous to you. Bang Sandy, Thor’s topic has been finished, let’s talk openly. Say about the problem between us."

The voice of the High Lord became serious:

"The death realm split by the 10,000-year-old explosion must be united into one. Your harem and Hela's abyss of the underworld must all fall into the new death realm! There is no room for negotiation... But compared to the contradictions between me and Hella, it is not impossible for me to talk to you."

"Of course you can use Thor and his legion as your new force, you can contact those Loahs to help you out, you can even stand with the mad woman Hella against me, you see, I and Not an overbearing person, I will not ask you to tie your hands against me, so you can do whatever you want until my army finds the Hades, until you and I are facing each other!"

"But if you choose to fight, then only one of us is destined to rule the two dead worlds, and I believe that that person will not be you!"

This unkind description made Bon Sandy's teeth grind toward Tyrion. The Lord Lord didn't care about this. He reached out his hand and stroked the blue mist in front of him, his voice softened.

"Alternatively, you can choose to stand on my side..."

"You and I work together to get rid of Hella, and when the world of death is restored, you can continue to be your troll Reaper... You should be very clear, I am not very interested in gathering souls, you can continue Live in your harem and become a death walker representing the troll civilization under my command. I will not even give you orders... I am not interested in being a supreme king in the dead world. You should be clear..."

"I have a broader vision, I have a higher pursuit, Azeroth... this is just my starting point, not my ending point, what I want, there is no conflict with what you have now, you have been Not aware of this."

"Do you want me to obey you?"

Bunsandi’s voice became cold and dry:

"You want you to kneel in front of you? Do you think it is possible?"

"I think it may not be possible. Does this matter have anything to do with it?"

Lord Lord did not care, waved a dead channel in the tomb in front of him, and he looked back at Bang Sandy:

"Before Hella falls, you have enough time to consider my suggestion, Bon Sandy, don't be stunned by anger and face, you should know that I am giving you a way...you are mine My friend, I will not forget the help you gave me at the beginning, so I am willing to open up to you!"

"But only this time..."

"There is something in Thor Island that I must take away... after I took it, the place will belong to you... In addition, don't try to interfere with the life and death order of Pandaria, Bangsandi..."

"I looked at you and I warned you!"

"Om"

The figure of the high lord disappeared into the tomb, and the blue deadly mist began to dissipate quickly. After Tyrion disappeared, the living trolls could feel that it was like a blade on the neck. Their breath disappeared, and they could breathe again...

But no one did it, not even Princess Tarangi.

Everyone was looking at Zul, the dark prophet, or at Loa in Zul's body.

Whether they are willing to accept it or not, today, it was because of the appearance of Bang Sandy that they were allowed to escape from Tyrion... their death, once again saved them.

"Ah, you saw what you shouldn't see, you heard what you shouldn't...it's a pity."

The dark prophet Zul gave a long sigh, and he turned around. The cold black eyes stared at the Zandalari trolls in front of him. In his left hand, the dark and cold power intertwined, a black 'S war spear appeared in the hands of Bang Sandy.

"no no!"

Princess Tarangi realized what the Grim Reaper was about to do. She paled and struggled to get up, spread her arms in front of her followers, and she shouted:

"Wait for me to go back! Bangsandi, I will immediately ask the father to launch an army to destroy the blood trolls of Nazmir! I promise!"

"Oh?"

Bunsandi made a playful voice:

"Ah, you must have heard what Tyrion said, really a clever child, knowing how to choose between life and death...but, why should I believe you?"

"Especially you, Tarangi, you should know... my relationship with Lezan is terrible!"

"Do you want life? Do you want to live?"

In the dark eyes of the dark prophet Zul, a cold flame burst into light at this moment, and Bunsandi reached out his left hand and said to the terrified trolls in front of him:

"Then, take your faith..."

"I asked for nothing more than that, trivial..."

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