Azeroth’s Death Track

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Any wise life will encounter all kinds of temptations during its lifetime, and these temptations may be good or bad.

Such as power, wealth, female sex, etc., and some positive temptations, the desire to be a hero, the expectation of being recognized, or the joy of saving others... It can be said that every soul will always encounter on its way to growth These and other choices, and often these choices themselves, represent whether the soul accepts the intervention of a certain temptation.

As another observer once said, when faced with the immediate crisis, fear and concession are only one of many choices.

Tyrion is a determined person, he has also been confused, but he finally came out, and for such an existence that has cast his shadow on the entire world, personal emotions burst out, it is already difficult to It affected the decision he made.

For souls, the existence of emotions is important, but it is not a necessary foundation for the existence of souls. For more special undead, emotions are nothing more than optional.

"Uh"

Wherever the black light blade goes, everything is withered. This withering is not a manifestation of freezing or necrosis, but a sign that the spirit of all things is cut off in the future. In other words, this is death in an absolute sense.

It's like cutting the line of life.

The terrifying Pandaria Qisha faced such a fragile and incompetent face to the lords who did not even make two-stage transformations. In the face of the undead lords who gathered all emotions, their best emotional induction has been "castrated". They can only use the brute force of the collective energy to come to a "passionate tragedy" with the lord. However, the man standing in front of them has killed the butcher of an ancient **** who is more advanced than them.

Faced with such a guy, how can these poor and helpless evils win?

The answer is yes...

They can't win!

At the foot of Tyrion, the evil energy cut by the black light blade was frozen little by little in the cold frost and snow storm, and the scattered energy was frozen in the ice of death, accompanied by the Lord With every wave of the light blade in his hand, those who follow him and the hordes of deaths will whisper silently, and those **** who help the abuser will pass through the body of the demon, holding the death sickle, like a belt Take the mortal spirit, cut through these evil forces bit by bit, and hook away.

The blue, distinctive arrogance is roaring, as it said, Tyrion’s body is full of huge arrogance, but it can’t draw more pride from this guy in front of him...maybe Asian Shaji can do it, but it is only manifested by the power of the ancient gods, which obviously cannot.

This is a crush on the ranks of power...In addition to their defeat, there can be no second result.

"Click"

The high lord waved a sword, and the black light blade flying in the sky was between the whistling, tearing the body of the pride in front of his eyes, and Tyraine reached out his left hand, and the fingers with the cold handcuffs were accurately buckled on the seal. The dark prophet Benedict in the body of Ao Sha, between the force of the wrist, this body that was forcibly carried as a demon was "teared" from the body of Ao Sha.

"boom"

Nearly comatose Benedict was thrown on the cold ground, before the dark prophet had reacted, a screaming dark long sword pierced his heart, followed by the pure death The burst of force dispelled all the void forces in his body at once, and cut off the soul connection between him and Sha of Pride.

"what!!!"

The disappearance of the emotional carrier also caused the unceasing screams of the constantly recovering Sha of Shao. Sha Sha needed a medium to manifest itself in this world. The other 6 Shas relied on Shao Hao, the last emperor 10,000 years ago, to appear in Pandali Ya, and the medium of arrogance, is Benedict who recklessly touched the heart of darkness.

Without this medium, it is difficult for Ao Zhisha to continue to maintain his form, but at the moment when it roared and was about to dissipate, the Lord Lord slowly took out a more delicate crystal bottle from his storage ring , He pointed the bottle at the pride before him, and then waved at the ugly monster:

"I will completely destroy the heart of darkness, so now in front of you seven ugly guys, there are two options..."

"Either follow the remains of Yashaji to die together, completely disappear, then completely get rid of Yashaji's shackles, and under the support of new forces, truly become independent individuals... no need to doubt the purpose of this "invitation" , Because justice or evil are meaningless to me, in short, now it’s your choice!"

"We are... Yashaji!"

The proud pride roared, but at the same time it roared, the most cunning of the seven pills turned into a dark red streamer without a word, and rushed into the crystal bottle of Terion, This action seemed to be a kind of signal, and the remaining few evil spirits also roared and merged into the bottle, shining the crystal clear crystal bottle like a colorful gorgeous halo.

Shamo is indeed the last breath of the strongest ancient **** Yashaji before dying with a malicious breath. They inherited the weak power of Yashaji, but to be precise, Shamo is more like Yashaji The unique continuation after death, they are the secondary creatures created by Yashaji. In the era when the strongest ancient **** has only one heart, the continuity of the shamans and the ancient **** is just like the Zerg and Cthune. Naga’s connection with Enzos is no longer as close as it once was.

In other words, they can exist independently in Pandaria, and it has been proved that these eccentric energy creatures have the possibility of being independent from their mothers, and after Yashaji is completely destroyed, as long as they can supplement enough death They may also achieve some more unique transformation.

"You are the only one left...Your hands and feet obviously don't agree with your bad idea."

The Lord Lord shook the bottle in his hand. He tilted his head and looked at the arrogant shame that could no longer hold the prototype in front of him. He extended his finger and touched his fingertip on the dark heart surface still beating in the seal box. With the surge of pure power of death, this dark heart seems to have also foreseen some kind of coming fate, and its beat is slower and slower.

The lord whispered without looking back:

"I will ask you one last time...the arrogance of the seven deadly sins..."

"Are you going to stand and die? Or kneel to live?"

After a few seconds, a ray of blue shading mist flew into the last link of the crystal bottle. The lord nodded with satisfaction. A complicated seal sealed the bottle of the crystal bottle, and then this full version The "seven deadly sins" were thrown into his storage ring.

In front of him, the dark heart that had corroded the strongest ancient **** in the world almost ten thousand years ago, has been covered with a layer of crystal frost, like a perfect artwork same.

"I did so much for you... at this moment, don't you say something?"

Tyrion's finger was on the surface of the frozen dark heart in front of his eyes. He seemed to ask to himself, and after a few seconds, a non-existent voice rang in his ears.

"Thank you, Tyrion..."

"Really..."

The Lord Lord got the gratitude he wanted. He squinted his eyes, and the black light surging fingers lightly poked forward. The dark heart covered by the power of death was like a clumsy toy. Torn apart.

Yashaji, the strongest ancient god, has been killed for tens of thousands of years. Its strength remaining in this heart, after extending Qisha, has long been weak and unable to resist the oppression and cutting of this pure death. At the moment when the dark heart was torn apart, a low roar seemed to reverberate in this Titan’s secret room. The reverberating sound became louder and louder, and finally dissipated in the sky of the entire Pandaria and even the world, as if it was rolling The same as Thunder.

Those mortals who were frightened by this muffled thunder could not know. At the moment, another threat that affected the whole world was strangled between the cradle, and another human disaster was completely eliminated before the outbreak.

It is true that history will not praise what has never happened, but the meaning of this strangling is not described by the history written by mortals. It is destined to belong to a secret that must be forgotten in this world.

In front of Tyrion, in the seal box of that Titan, the heart of darkness that was completely destroyed, just like the falling snow of the sun, began to "melt" quickly, representing Yasharji’s stay in Azeroth. The last trace was about to be washed away, but just as the remnant of the dark heart was about to dissipate, the Lord of the Lord suddenly narrowed his eyes. He seemed to have thought of something, so he stretched out his hand and used the last piece of wreckage in front of him. The ice froze.

This thing is still useful...

If Tyrion remembers correctly, there is another ancient ghost wandering in Kalimdor who is looking for these things. The young lady who thinks she is very evil and smart may be used in the future. ...Lay a trap.

"You...what have you done!"

A weak soul was slowly floating behind the high lord under the support of the death force filled by the Titan Chamber. Benedict's soul looked at the big lord with his painful eyes and pursued the treasure of his life. It was so random to destroy that it made the dark bishop as painful as a arrow through the heart.

"Oh, you are still here."

Lord Lord looked back, looking at this fairly complete human soul with some surprise.

Generally speaking, the cultists of Twilight's Hammer will sacrifice their souls as tribute to their evil masters in exchange for some insignificant power, and because of the erosion of the corrupt power of the ancient gods, the souls of these cultists There will always be some kind of distortion, and in short it doesn't look like a normal creature.

For such a distorted and corrupt soul, the Lord Lord sneered. Such a low-quality soul is only worthy of being thrown into the soul furnace and burned into a pure "spirit" to provide the environmental change of the dead world.

But beyond Tyrian’s surprise, Benedict, such a veteran cultist, Twilight’s Hammer No. 2, his soul was still pure. Although it smelled of void, it was still in essence. It is a human being, not a bad monster.

And this means that, although Benedictas shouted orally to worship the ancient gods, in fact, this guy never worshipped any ancient **** in his heart, nor did he dedicate his soul to any one Ancient god.

"It's kind of interesting..."

The lord held his arms, and the faint blue power of death surged in the space behind him. In the entanglement of lines, a comfortable chair appeared behind Tyrion. He leaned on the chair and played with it. Looked at the weak Benedictus in front of him:

"Your control of the power of the void is not a gift from the ancient gods, so let me guess, you are actually an atheist? In your eyes, the void is also a power to study and control? So, you worship What is it?"

Benedict was unwilling to answer this question, but as a weak soul, he could not keep his secret in front of Tyrion, he could only answer with difficulty:

"It's the void itself...I didn't enter this path of shadow because I touched the **** of the ancients. My front body believed in the light, but the light could not explain the shadow behind it, so I walked in between the shadows, I saw the mystery of the shadow, which is not weaker than the holy light, not the foolish power itself, but the knowledge hidden under the surface..."

"I never came to this point just because I worshipped a stupid god."

"Ah, interesting."

The high lord snapped his fingers:

"You remind me of some people who have been in contact... Some weird people, if you say it is true, okay, even if you say it is true, you stupidly pursue the power of the ancient gods, trying It is a wrong path to use the power of these void minions to observe the nature of the void. The six basic forces of the stars are pure. The void does not have its own will like the Holy Light, but the creatures it derives from, those representatives The people have their own pursuits."

"Do you understand? If you want to pursue the essence of the void, you cannot follow the path that those void creatures plan for you. Those paths themselves have evil desires from other creatures. You must first fully integrate yourself into the pure void. Middle... Just like the way I walked, fused with death."

"I am death..."

The dark bishop stared blankly at Tyrion, and whispered:

"You, why should you tell me this?"

"It's simple, I need you to do something for me."

Lord Lord rubbing the black ring on his finger, he looked at Benedictas in front of him:

"You need a key to get on the right path, I will give you this key...and you have to show your sincerity before taking the key, I have no intention of letting you kneel to me, but I believe that in a Under the great and noble goals, there are always some poor victims... and the most familiar with cultists is the true cultist like you."

"So, bring me back the two disgusting heads of Gujar and I will give you the key you desire..."

"Of course, in order to show that I am not pretending to deceive you, let me tell you a story... a story about the False Spirit, a story about... the double world walker..."

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