Azeroth’s Death Track

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"He went in?"

When Tyrion came to this underground hall, nearly 5 minutes had passed since Benedict entered the dark heart seal. According to his order, after the shadow and other blood maids entered Benedict’s seal, The underground hall has been completely sealed off, including the weak guardian, who was chained to the edge of the hall by their chains.

Facing the inquiry of the High Lord, the shadow nodded. She looked at the re-closed hall in front of her.

"That cultist lunatic behaved very calmly, but I suspect that when he entered this underground hall, he already felt our existence, but he didn't seem to care about it."

"He is not the same as other Twilight's Hammer cultists..."

The shadow frowned under the mask. She said to the high lord:

"He behaved like a sincere fanatic, really a strange guy."

"Mad, it's not the same as the normal person you understand."

Lord Lord does not matter. He has seen too many abnormal people along the way. With the shadow, he walked to the secondary guardian who was chained to the edge of the hall. This guy is currently very weak. Tyrion can feel that there are still signs of infection in his body, and this guardian is carved into the appearance of the Mogu, which proves that this should be the first batch of servants made by the big guardian Lai.

"What's your name? Giant."

The lord asked:

"For so many years, have you been guarding the dark heart here?"

The giant did not immediately answer the Lord’s question. He stared at the Lord in front of him with his blue eyes. After a while, the seemingly talkative guardian shook his head and whispered:

"It's really strange today, a void believer, and then a group of dead walkers. After a long time of change in this world, it seems that some amazing changes have occurred... My name is Norush, and I am the great guardian. Lay's adjutant, I accepted the order tens of thousands of years ago and was responsible for guarding Yashaji's dark heart to this day."

"only you?"

The lord asked back:

"As far as I know, dangerous guards like this, the Titan Guardians will leave an entire army, what about your companions? Where have they gone?"

"There!"

The secondary guardian Norosh pointed to the broken brick in the other corner of the elder and calmly said to the high lord:

"During these tens of thousands of years, the Heart of Darkness has experienced more than one riot of shamanism. Each riot requires the sacrifice of some guardian soldiers to strengthen the seal. Before 3000 years ago, the last guardian soldier also sacrificed himself. ..."

"It's really miserable."

The lord looked back at the corpses left by the Titan creations, and then expressed emotion with a blank expression, and then looked at Nowrosh, he asked:

"What about you? According to what you said, you should also sacrifice yourself to strengthen the seal. Why should you let the shaman leak and even infect your body and consciousness...Look at you, you are already in shaman Under the influence, the emotions of the self appear. In other words, you have been "polluted", which does not seem to be a good thing for the Titan Guardians."

"Because I'm waiting for an order, Deathwalker."

Norush seemed to be irritated by Tyrion's statement. The chain on the guardian's hands was rattled by the scratches. A sorrow flashed in his blue eyes. He said in a deep voice:

"According to the regulations of the Titan Guardian Legion, I have to wait for the new guardian to arrive and take over my mission before I can sacrifice myself. I have repeatedly sent help and warnings to the Great Guardian, but I have never received a response.. .Deadwalker, can you tell me what happened outside? Why is the great guardian Lai, so silent..."

"I can't tell you about this problem."

Tyrion looked at the weak Titan Guardian in front of him and said:

"You can see for yourself... Your tens of thousands of years of mission is over, soldier, you are free."

"But that dark heart!"

Norush shouted subconsciously, but was turned to face the Great Lord of the Seal Hall and waved his hand to stop:

"Then, it's a question I want to take over."

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"Boom"

The hall that sealed the dark heart was opened again, and Tyrion, holding the stick of mist, strode into the hall full of Titan-style metal and ducts. The blue Titan energy flowed in the ducts, but Their number is very small, which proves that this ancient seal has appeared broken, which is also the truth that Pandaria has been shadowed for 10,000 years.

Yasha, the strongest ancient god, was dead, but it never seemed to have died. Even after death came, the disaster it left for this land was still raging.

It is also affecting Azeroth, and it is also affecting Elune. The spirit of the world is eager for freedom, so Tyrion comes.

To solve the troubles left over tens of thousands of years ago.

In front of the High Lord, the seal box with the dark heart has been opened, and the dark heart is slowly moving in the box. It is like a living creature, constantly absorbing hope and constantly spitting out despair.

Before the seal box, at the very center of the seal hall, a corrupt blue and pale intertwined monster was standing there. Like the other evil spirits, it was a goat with 7 eyes. , The whole body is covered with twisted limbs, and in the mist that can be infected, a force of tyranny is echoing in the hall.

This is... the shame of pride.

Shaohao, the last emperor who reached the unity of man and nature, failed to dispel the last negative emotion.

And on the chest of this arrogant shame, in the place where the sha can flow in the mist, Benedict was trapped in the power of the demon in a prisoner's posture, just like the chain locked him deadlocked. Live the same.

Obviously, he stepped into this trap and used himself as a sacrifice to release the shame of pride hidden in the dark heart.

But this doesn't blame him...

If he can distract a little bit of attention from the scholars in Kunlai Mountain and focus on Shao Hao’s legend, he might be more cautious... who can think of Pandaria’s first Is Qisha hidden here?

"I give you hope..."

The lord shook his head:

"You still haven't been able to overcome your inner pride. Didn't Nowrosh remind you? Pride, but the original sin of flesh and blood, ah, no no no, you can't say that, maybe because everyone in the war needs too much Power is gone, so you can’t see the dazzling light of danger... what a pity."

Tyrion’s voice awakened Benedict who was captured by Pride. The dark bishop opened his eyes hard. In the shackles of Pride, he still kept the last trace of wisdom, and he stared. The big lord in front of him, said hardly:

"You...you will also fail...arrogant!"

"Will I?"

Tyrion asked back, he didn’t hold a weapon, or even made a defense, so he walked so calmly to the body of the proud sha that was in front of the seal box. This is the seventh sha that has never been more powerful in the world. The fear of the rampage of Yongchuntai is more dangerous, but the Lord Lord knows very well that this evil demon cannot defeat him at the strength level. This upcoming war is more of a confrontation of the soul.

He has already killed the other six evil spirits with his own hands. He is already familiar with this process. To overcome the evil spirits, pure power is useless. He must first be emotionally tortured. As long as you pass, then the evil spirits are in your hands. In front of him, it will become extremely weak, just like when Shao Hao clarified the mind.

"Then try it!"

Tyrion stretched out his hand to the pride in front of him, and the blue **** was wrapped between Tyrion’s fingers like a serpent, just as he did when facing Kosune. At this moment, In the invasion of the void power, those whispers madly rang in his ears:

"Darkblade Lord, Ruler of Draenor, Destroyer of Alliances and Tribes, Slayer of Dragons, Dusk of Empire, Conqueror of Death, Scourge of Demons, Guardian of Broken World, Civilization Surveillance With the Inquisitor, the Burner of the World Tree, the Death of the World, the Lord of Souls, the Black Sun of Azeroth...you are a real great man..."

The voice rang in the heart of the High Lord. After waiting for it to be finished, Tyrion asked calmly:

"and then?"

"I wish to surrender to you. I wish to dedicate the heart of darkness to you. There is no heart in your body. With the heart of Yashaji, the power of the void will be under your control, and you will be the first one. The conqueror who controls the power of death and the void, you have to fight against the dark Titan...you need this gift...the dark Titan also has its own emotions, that is his weakness."

"You will defeat him, you will save it all, this world you love..."

The voice seemed very, very docile. It did not try to seduce Tyrion at all, perhaps realizing that its temptation did not work for the creature in front of it, so it simply portrayed a completely real future for Tyrion.

Yes, this future is extremely real. As long as Tyrion holds this dark heart, then this future is likely to be realized.

"Okay!"

"It sounds great."

Faced with the persuasion of this voice, the Lord Lord shrugged and said calmly:

"Come on, give me the heart of darkness..."

Tyraine lifted towards the pride before him, and made a requested action. The neat response made the evil in front of him stunned, but soon, the gentle voice sounded again:

"You are really a wise man, and you are not as blind as they are. Your heart and eyes have accepted all possible paths, which makes us very happy, but before accepting the heart of darkness, you need to put other The release of the six evils is an extension of the power of the dark heart. Only when the power returns can the dark heart reach its strongest posture."

"Only such a perfect dark heart can be worthy of a strong man like you!"

As soon as the words of Pride Sha fell, Tyrion waved his fingers, and the six bottles of Demon hanging from his waist were easily crushed by the power of death, and the six Sealed Shas roared in this Titan The hall of seals echoed. For a time, the entire chamber was filled with various negative emotions, like the most terrifying ghosts on earth.

Painful doubts, cold despair, noisy rage, somber hatred, burning anger, screaming fear and wanton arrogance.

All the power of the strongest ancient **** Yashaji remaining in Pandaria was fully revealed at this moment. The seven shamans surrounded Tirion, as can be seen from their hostile eyes. Obviously , This group of guys do not intend to fulfill their commitments.

However, in the gaze of these terrible seven monsters, the Lord Lord waited for a few seconds, and then looked around with some disappointment. He raised his head, tilted his head, and looked at the pride in front of him, he whispered. :

"So, is that the case? This is the last trick you left me? A group of mice defeated by me are going to unite and intend to bury me completely in this place? Not even a ceremonial second-stage transformation ..."

"Forget it, maybe it's not polite to say that, but I still want to ask..."

"Is it up to you?"

"Oh, how wildly arrogant! What an arrogant conqueror..."

Ao Sha shaved with a scream, and blue mist visible from the naked eye burst out from all over Tyrion's body, making the Ao Sha stronger in front of him, and he laughed wildly:

"Don't you realize it yet? The arrogant lord, you... are the source of my strength! How can you defeat yourself?"

"Swoosh"

At the next moment, a brilliant black light crossed the arrogant body, and the cold death easily cut the body of the evil spirit, and in the stray black light, a straight blade light sword composed of pure death appeared. In the palm of the High Lord, he turned his wrists and shook the light blade in the air. He whispered:

"For a long time, mortals have been obsessed with obvious things...because the good things they desire, such as order, justice, hope, etc., are always dressed in obvious camouflage."

"You ask me how can I defeat you? It's simple... let me tell you a little life experience."

"In my eyes, only ugliness is beautiful."

"There is a foolishness that highlights the wise."

"Coward, it's a hero."

"And evil makes justice."

"The chaos you long for is born at the end of order, and in the most chaotic chaos, new order is often bred, where there is light, there will be shadow, pursuit of hope, there will always be despair, and everything will be separated, This is the tone of the world and even the stars. You foolish ancient gods longed for chaos, but they neglected the order that gave birth to chaos."

"It is not chaos that is born after the destruction of the order, but the coming of the new order...that is the way I did! And you!"

"You have gone the wrong way from the beginning..."

The lord put the black light blade on the forehead, and then stretched his arms flat, the light blade tore a shocking space crack in the air:

"It's like you would be nothing without my arrogance! And you, you clown, are still trying to use my power to fight me?"

"Go down!"

At the moment when Tyrion waved his sword, the pride of Shao who was winning the victory suddenly found that his power was passing quickly. When he raised his head, he saw that all the haughty shamanic energy spreading around the Lord was completely at this moment. Extinct, and the High Lord himself, at this moment, has completely returned to the essence of his undead.

The shining light in the unfeeling ice blue eyes means that he has become the purest undead, and the purest undead has no emotion other than obsession.

But Tyrion never came to destroy something... his obsession is not negative emotions, nor is it something that Qisha can induce and master.

"The bones that should have died... Listen, the kingdom of death is approaching..."

"Now, confess!"

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