Azeroth’s Death Track

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On the same night, in the box of the Magic Hotel in New Dalaran City, the hooded archmage, Queen of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, Jaina gently pushed open the door of the box and saw at a glance A black-and-white kitten, Kel'Thuzad, a closed-eyes warlock.

That was her brother, another member of the current Dalaran six-member council, and the current leader and representative of the Azeroth Warlock community.

"It's really strange, Brother Kel'Thuzad."

Jaina took off her hood and sat generously on the other side of the table. She glanced at the sleepy wizard cat Mr. Bigworth in the arms of her brother, and then looked up at her brother, she To laugh and say:

"If I remember correctly, this is probably the first time you actively invited me to dinner...Unfortunately, I have married Alsace, otherwise, with the appearance and temperament of my brother, I will not be unable to date you. .."

Facing this intimate joke, the Warlock opened his eyes and looked at the little sister in front of him with an unbelievable gaze. He said in a hoarse voice:

"Since you got married, Anna, your character has become more and more generous, but it is a pity that I have married magic as my wife, otherwise I am not a little teacher and I can't let myself pursue you. Fan."

This rare joke made both smile, but a few seconds later, the expression of the Grand Warlock became serious. He put a quaint ring engraved with the violet Kirin Tor emblem on the table And then pushed it to Jaina.

When the latter saw the ring, the smile in his eyes dissipated immediately, replaced by a touch of sadness and a touch of nostalgia.

"This is... the tutor's ring."

Jaina held the ring tightly in her hand, and she looked at Kel'Thuzad:

"Where did you find it?"

"Not what I found, Anna."

Kel'Thuzad stroking his cat as usual, he said softly:

"It was given to me by another person...that person, you also know."

"Tirion, right?"

Jaina looked at the ring in her hand and her voice became cold:

"Brother, I thought that you, like me, hated the undead..."

"I'm never like you, Anna."

The Archer answered without a trace of fireworks:

"I will not be blinded by hatred, but in your case, the hatred brought by the bloodline will inevitably be unavoidable, but when Tyrion gave me the ring, he told me to tell you a word..."

"Whether you are willing to accept it or not, you, Arthas, Varian, you guys who are about to support the next era of the empire are all legends shaped by him... and you want to avenge your father, Want to avenge the people who died under the ravages of the undead...Now you are not qualified."

"This ring contains all the legacy that the mentor wanted to pass on to you before he died, and left it to Dalaran...Now, the thing belongs to the original owner, and Anna!"

The Warlock stood up. He looked at his silent sister, and he said softly:

"There is your destiny in this ring, the whereabouts of a legendary weapon that can only be used by you. This is from Tyrion... Do you understand? You thought you got rid of him, but never , He is still shaping your future in his own way...believe me, one day..."

"You who really go to the extreme, will willingly become his warrior..."

"I do not know!"

Jaina raised her head, her beautiful eyes were full of anger and a stubbornness that belonged to the daughter of the sea:

"I will never!"

"Really?"

Kel'Thuzad had a smile on his face:

"The vow is so firm, but it is a pity that you are in front of instinctive hatred... but so fragile, let us... wait and see about your future."

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"I'm not going!"

On the top platform of the Dark Temple, the children who were urgently recalled from Pandaria stood here quietly. In their worried gaze, Xiao Anduin was clenching his fists, walking up the stairs and sitting on the iron Tyrion on the throne roared like a little lion irritated.

At this moment, the child with a mild personality was really blown up. It can be seen that Anduin was extremely resistant to Tyrion's request.

"I'm not going to join the Scarlet Crusade, I'm not going!"

Andu blushed and shouted loudly:

"I like federation, I like to play with Dornan, and my mother is here, and I don’t go anywhere else! When you made the decision, you never asked me for advice! Let your conspiracy die. ,I'm not going!"

Dornan, who was on the side, was also angry. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but was held on the shoulder by Talia next to her. The warrior girl shook her head to Dornan and signaled her not to speak.

Talia looked at Tyrion sitting on the throne. She saw a bit of determination in the face of the High Lord... And at this moment when Anduin's fate was concerned, Queen Tiffany, who had always loved him, did not show up. This means that this decision was not made by the High Lord alone, and Queen Tiffany certainly supports this decision.

Anduin's resistance is doomed not to succeed...

He can only accept his own destiny...

In the face of Anduin’s roar, Tyrion appeared very calm. As Thelia thought, let Anduin join the Scarlet Crusade and then become the national symbol of the soon-to-be-built Silver Dawn Order. After thinking for nearly half a month, Queen Fanny also chose to support the decision.

Which mother does not want her child to make a big career?

In particular, Anduin still has the blood of the king destined to be born on his body, and his life is destined to not really calm down.

And after Anduin’s growl ended, the child stared at his adoptive father with fierce eyes... The kind of gaze reminded Tyrion of Varian who had met in Delano, when the father and son were angry The expression is really the same.

"my child..."

Tyrion spoke, the voice was low, with a touch of hoarse, like the wind blowing on the platform.

"When you were born, the forest of the Storm Kingdom was calling your name...Anduin Wrynn."

"Although you are not my child, I have been paying attention to you before you were born. You are gifted and destined to do a great cause in life, and in the tide of darkness that destroyed my old order by my own hands, My proud eyes are watching you grow up day by day. I nurture you in my own way, watching you become the embodiment of the will of the light and the practitioner of the right path."

"You have to remember that you are a descendant of the Wrynn family, your ancestors have been ruling their kingdom with wisdom and power, but you also have to remember that the glory brought by the blood is not true glory, you told me , You want to be someone like me, but boy, this is not enough..."

"The old order is broken, and my mission as a wildfire that burns everything is coming to an end, and you, destined to be the spokesperson of the new order that burst out in the ashes, you must build a perfect era with your own hands...not just you, And you guys!"

The Lord’s gaze fell on his adopted daughters. The serious and heavy gaze made Dornan a little afraid, but Talia next to her straightened her body, while Vanessa was thoughtful. Nodding, Saranti, who was hiding behind the children, had always been afraid of Tyrion, but at this moment, she also raised her head bravely and stared directly at the Lord's gaze.

This most silent high elf girl is actually not stupid. She has always known that Tyrion has her own arrangements for their destiny.

"I, on behalf of despair, and you, on behalf of hope, I nurture you and give my burning ambitions...I will get what I want instead of pinning hope on a group of children, so ...I hope you understand."

"You have to do the right thing, you have to do the right thing. This world is destined to belong to you, and we... are destined to be forgotten."

"Anduin!"

Tyrion's voice became deeper. He stood up and stood in front of the throne, looking at the angry child below. He said:

"The concept of the Scarlet Crusade is very dangerous. Under the guidance of the wrong will of the self, the hundreds of thousands of people are about to enter the desperate situation of self-destruction. That is your compatriots, and you have the ability to save them and lead them."

"You don’t want to see the whole world bleed under the foolish hatred. If you like the Federation, then you have to reach out to protect it! Protect this beautiful order. Now, I will put this opportunity of protection in front of you , Boy, tell me, will you refuse?"

Anduin wanted to rebut, but Tyrion waved and continued:

"You also know that your father is doing a very dangerous reform. In the entire human empire, he can't find a helper at all. He is like walking on the tip of a knife, and it is possible to crush bones at any time, and now, I put this The opportunity to support your father is in front of you, child, tell me, will you refuse?"

"You read the story of Lothar, and you know that the great hero who can be called your grandfather sacrificed everything of his own, praying that I gave the human empire the last chance, you think he is a real hero, you His father Varian inherited Losa’s determination to forge ahead, but who will inherit Losana’s wish to protect the people? Now, I put this opportunity to be a hero in front of you, boy, tell me, will you refuse?"

"The pure Holy Light of your faith is telling you every day, to awaken the hope and courage in the heart of the people, that is the truly great act. Now, I put this opportunity to lead the people before you, boy, tell me, you Will it be rejected?"

"You grew up in the Commonwealth. You know how precious and beautiful the most important freedom and dignity are when you are born. You long for the whole world to be like you, grow in such an environment and enjoy a life. The most basic power, now, I put in front of you the opportunity to change the world and eliminate hatred...Child, tell me, will you refuse?"

This inquiry made Andu unable to vent any more because of the child’s anger in his heart, and in this questioning, Tyrion stepped down from the throne step by step. Eventually, he stood with his head down In front of Anduin's eyes, he reached out and stroked Anduin's blond hair, he said softly:

"You will also inherit my will, my children... this is what I want you to do, use everything I teach you to change the world better... my blade is too dangerous for this world And the hand you put out will make it better."

"This is something that only you can do, and I, I beg you to be a hero now...Tell me, Anduin, will you refuse my petition?"

Anduin raised his head, and the child's eyes had turned red under heavy pressure. He looked at Terion with some anxiety, and saw the lord's always calm and cold ice-blue eyes shining in the rare, rare Gentle, the little prince clenched his fists and sobbed like he was crying:

"But I...I'm scared...I have never done such an important thing..."

"If I fail, if I let you down..."

"How can you let me down? Silly boy."

Tyrion kneeled on the ground on one knee and reached out to help Anduin wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes. He waved his hand and Aurelia, holding a box, slowly walked out of the shadow beside him. Andu kissed because of his forehead, and on the other side, Queen Tiffany, who had the same sour eyes, also walked up to her son with a golden armor set with gems.

"It's like the tradition of the Arathor..."

Tyrion stood up, opened the wooden box in the hands of the blood maid, and took out a bizarre double-edged sword from it. This sword was like the sword of Tyria’s wind chaser. The blades are separated, one side is extremely long, the other side is like a short sword, and where the two blades meet, there is a semi-circular ring-shaped hollow, like a strange decoration.

And under the blade of the sword, a gauntlet with spikes extends, and above the hilt, there is a diamond-shaped gem.

"When his son is on the expedition, his father will bestow him the best wishes."

Tyraine held the alien-shaped sword flat in front of Anduin, and said softly:

"Although you are not my son, but I hope I can have a son like you, your uncle Dailin broke through the 17 naga cities before I found a suitable gift for your advance adult gift, and now, I put This magical blade of the upper elves is given to you, and I give you my courage. Pick up this sword and fight! Anduin."

"You will never let me down..."

Anduin pursed his lips, and he glanced at his mother. Queen Tiffany gave him an encouraging smile, so the little prince held out his hand and held this heavy blade in his hands, and was the essence of dragon blood since childhood. The extraordinary power granted allowed Anduin to easily hold the sword in his hand. He lifted the long sword, and between the shining of the holy light, in the ring where the sword closed the two blades, a glare of holy light Start spreading to the sword body.

"Very good, it likes you."

Tyrion nodded in satisfaction. He took a step back. The lord looked at Anduin in front of him. He said in a deep voice:

"Salameni will protect you when we are not by your side, just as we protect you, Anduin Wrynn, I am in the name of Tyrion. Blade of Dawn, Lord of the Dead Realm, I declare that death...will stay away from you!"

The power belonging to Tyrion flashed away on Anduin’s body, and a special road sign of the dead world was engraved on Anduin’s soul, allowing him to be collected in full when he suffered a fatal accident. Soul, with only a little healing, the soul can be incorporated into the body.

This means that in addition to time, there is no other force that can take away Anduin's life. This is also the final blessing from Tyrion to the child.

Like a young eagle about to flap its wings and soar in the sky... he is about to start his own legendary story.

But before leaving, Anduin had one last question:

"father..."

This is the first time Anduin has called Terion in this way, which makes the Lord Lord stunned, but then he reveals a touch of gentleness. He looks at Anduin, waiting for Anduin’s problems, the little prince wrinkles Frowning for a moment, he looked at Tyrion:

"If someone over there bullies me? If they don't convince me? If they question me? If they don't want to listen to my teaching? You said, they all went astray, how can I persuade them? ?How can I lead them?"

This question made the Lord Lord laugh, he tilted his head, looked at his adopted son, and then waved his fist:

"It's simple..."

"If they don't agree, beat them!"

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