Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Oh, a desolate ghost place."

A disdainful taunt sounded from the connection between the dead world and the present world, standing at the entrance of the quiet world that was quietly closed, wearing a purple dress, and Saratas, who was in vacuum in the interior, embraced his arms and was so greeted by the cold spirit. The wind of the world is standing by this desolate wilderness.

Where she is, there is still some distance from the city where Dark Blade is currently built in the dead world, because the fusion of the dead world and the Hades has begun, and it has been complemented by new forces, so that certain rules of the dead world are also manifested. More and more alive, more birds and beasts of the dead world began to derive from this land, but this land of the dead world has been desolate for too long and too long, so even if it is the first time to come to this place, it will not hinder the knowledge and knowledge. Saratas expressed his contempt for this ghost place.

If she can, she definitely doesn't want to spend a long second life in this ghost place.

Even if Tyrion’s power of death is used as a kind of sign to allow her to adapt to the environment and rules of this new world more quickly, the chaotic soul belonging to the ancient **** fully enters this world full of power of death It still makes Saratas feel very uncomfortable, just like the element of fire came to the world of water element, her existence itself is out of place with this land.

And the ubiquitous weakening power, the rejection and suppression of any other force by pure death will make Saratas feel very, very uncomfortable. She longs to return to the free world, even if she has lost it. The carrier of the blade of the dark empire, but if she can "steal" her own freedom from Tyrion, she can still rely on the new body shaped with the power of flesh and blood, she can still storm the real world.

It's a pity that even if you think about it with the meaningless white meat on your chest, Saratas knows that Tyrion won't set her free... unless he is crazy, or, if he has already completely acquired him Trust, and compared to the first condition, the second condition may be difficult to achieve, but it is not entirely impossible...

"Is your relationship really so good?"

A strange smile flashed on the beautiful face of Miss Saratas, standing between the cold winds blowing in the wilderness, this old **** of the gods stretched out her fingers, brushing her long, shining purple stars Hair, she walked the two dizzy perfect long legs, between the fluttering purple dress, began to move towards the wilderness's nearest settlement.

The lord, who has no gentlemanly manner, opened the door to the dead world, and threw her here unnoticed, as if deliberately examining her so-called "loyalty", Saratas sniffed at it , But soon she discovered that she was wrong.

In the distant pale halo sky, several frost dragons flapping their wings are carrying some elite death knights, quickly marching towards the place where Saratas is, covering from the bodies of those frost dragons From the perspective of the dark blue steel armor, it should be the elite knights in the Dark Blade Legion, and the leader of them is the death lord most trusted by Tyrion...Roglio Sunfury.

"Wow wow wow"

The huge bone dragon also restored its true senses in the dead world. The bodies of these dragons are still the bones mixed with the cold breath, but in the eyes of the dragon bone, there is already a faint blue light representing wisdom, Under the control of the Death Dragon Knights, these dragons flapped their wings and set off a cold wind, landing on the wilderness in front of Miss Saratas.

The beautiful and seductive purple long skirts of the young ladies who are blown by the storm are constantly flying, and the eye-catching spring light is more like distributing money, but unfortunately... there is no real life here, these dead men, for This physiological temptation really lacks expression.

"Miss Sara!"

Wearing a black lord's military uniform, wearing a large black hat with a dark blade emblem, a stern, stern, very serious, very consistent with the traditional image of the undead, Lord Roglio wore riding boots and walked forward a few steps, he looked up and down The weird creature in front of him finally stopped gazing at the top of Saratas's long purple hair. The curled black hair seemed to be a sign.

"I'm instructed to greet you to the Blade City, where you will go to the world of Draenor through the portal, and there is the first mission you will perform after joining the Dark Blade!"

"Oh, boring dead man."

Miss Saratas didn’t care about the toughness in Roglio’s words, she did obey the Lord, but that was because the Lord had the strength strong enough to convince her, which was the only thing for the chaotic void. The criteria for testing the leader’s eligibility, and obedience to Tyrion, does not mean that she wants to obey other people in this ridiculous army.

She stretched out her hand lazily, covered her mouth and yawned, and said in a very yawning voice:

"I'm tired, I need a place to rest, tasks or something, I don't want to do it, and I have no interest at all, well, waiter, now take me to my palace!"

"Finally, call me Ms. Saratas or Her Majesty, Sarah? That's a ridiculous title!"

Saratas’ very impolite response did not make Roglio embarrassed or irritated. The light in the death lord’s eyes had not even changed. Looking at the very uncooperative Saratas, Luo Greo shook his head, his left hand with black leather gloves in the depths, the whip in his hand waved down, and the "dragon knights" wearing black heavy armor standing behind him stepped forward. step.

"Wow"

Some kind of power that made Saratas extremely disgusted at this moment, accompanied by a slight gear collision, the black heavy armor on the tall knights spread out like an extension, revealing the blue The body made of rock, and the metal armor like the metal bone plate are fixed on the body of these rock knights by special parts, just like putting a slightly strange metal armor on these already powerful rock knights.

With the opening sound of the special weapon, the top of the Titan energy rifle made in the Naraksha engine shone with a blue spark of Titan, just like some kind of electric shock weapon, held by those rock knights In hands.

"We are not without countermeasures against you, Miss Sarah."

The whip in Roglio's hand flicked in the air:

"I am well aware of your threats, so before I came, the 2000 Darkblade Titan Guards in Darkblade City had been assembled. If you continue to not cooperate, I will be happy to conduct a "weapon test" in this wilderness. "Seriously, I'm also curious... How many Titan guards are needed for an ancient **** like you who doesn't have an entity and whose soul is still incomplete, to kill you here..."

"How is it? Take a risk?"

Sure enough, it was one of Tyrion’s most trusted death lords. The way that Rogerio threatened people was carved in the same mold as the big lord, straightforward, with a bit of rudeness, although the process was not Elegant, but often achieve their desired purpose quickly.

And Miss Saratas stood ugly in the middle of this wilderness, she could clearly perceive the threat of these rock knights, which is not worth mentioning to her, but the pure Titan flowing in the rock body The power is very restrained for individuals like them. More importantly, if it is really like the **** death lord in front of me, there are 2,000 rock knights waiting in strict array...

Then she will inevitably fall into a terrible bitter battle, and the most terrible thing is, here is the dead world... here, the undead will not die here, but she, but not be favored by this world, she even fled There is no possibility to go out here, but here is a real, different world!

"Cut, rude guy."

Miss Sister turned her beautiful face to the side, she held her arms and said sharply:

"Miss Ben is not as familiar as you dead guys. Where is that Dark Blade City? Lead the way! Hurry up!"

"Okay, then come with me, Miss Sara."

Roglio did not really mean to persecute Saratas, he just gave this untamed hot potato a dismount, the rock knights were ordered, and the black armor on their bodies quickly closed together, making them again. The appearance of the heavily armed death knight before, and although the life form was changed, their soul is still a death knight loyal to the dark blade, and their identity has not changed.

The frost dragons are flying fast, and in just ten minutes, they landed on the black tower in the center of the increasingly large City of Dark Blades, led by the silent Roglio, Saratas He was soon taken to a reception room, where a crow wearing a black robe and wearing a weird crown was waiting for her.

"This is General Claw General of Tongtianfeng Palace, Lord Crow!"

Roglio reached out and introduced Saratos to the black crow in front of him. Although his feathers were well maintained and some brightly colored embellishments, from the eyes that glowed dark red It can be seen that this crow is also an undead.

"He will lead you to the world of Draenor and meet a special guest! And everything you have to do is in this letter."

Loglio took a letter from the lined pocket of the military uniform and handed it to Saratas. He waved his hand. A banshee maid floated into the reception room with a black lady uniform. It is a new uniform, specially made for Saratas, with a feminine beret and pleated skirt, of course, she can also choose to wear long pants and riding boots.

"Well, this group of dead people is thoughtful."

After Roglio left, Miss Salatas and Silent General Crow were left in the reception room, and Miss Twist twisted the top of the uniform with two fingers, looked at it, and then Nodded with satisfaction, her hand directed and waved, and the long skirt that evolved with the power of the void suddenly dissipated into a purple mist. This very wild woman once again exposed her body to another. In front of a male.

However... the crow is also a necromancer, or a high-order necromancer. It does not react to the white body in front of it. On the contrary, when Saratas changes clothes, it seems to be asleep Same, closed his eyes, stood still, motionless.

Soon, the younger sister changed her clothes. She stood in front of the mirror, akimbo, looking at her image. This black uniform set off her body very much, giving her a sense of heroism, especially the black one. The riding boots and the fastened belt made her look unexpectedly military-like, although, in the image reflected in the mirror, it showed only a distorted shadow...

"Uh"

Saratas buckled the beret on her head. She looked back at the crow. She asked:

"Speak, who is the guest? If he is a madman who dares to face the ancient god, let me guess, he is either a void creature, like me, or a void follower? For example, those who study the void Wait for creatures..."

"It's a virtual spirit!"

The crow finally spoke, its bird's eyes blinked quickly, and then said in a hoarse voice:

"A phantom who calls himself a "Double World Walker" is a guest of the High Lord, but he is unwilling to enter Azeroth, which is controlled by the Dark Blade, so he chose the meeting place in the world of Draenor At the edge of the sky, a place very close to the stars, only the crow’s wings can barely get close to it."

"I thought the Lord Lord would meet him in person, but I didn't expect that Tyrion chose a representative for himself...you are very suitable! At least as a representative, it is very suitable."

A light flashed in the dark red eyes of the crow:

"You and him, I can feel that you are manipulating the same power... In addition, the Lord Lord told Queen Reshie to find a future office for you on the overseas islands of Delano, so I guess, We may be "neighbors" for a while."

"Office?"

Saratas glanced at the letter in her hand with some doubt, and she opened it. There were only a few words on it, but the younger sister narrowed her eyes. She looked at those words repeatedly. Eventually, Sara Tas showed a strange smile.

"Infuse the power of the void into life, and cultivate a group of elves that manipulate the power of the void to cure the weird magic addiction...Look, he also gave it a nice name, called "Lang Doray", Void Elf!"

"Sure enough, his heart and his eyes have accepted all possible paths. Sure enough, this is where he is stronger than foolish mortals. He will not dare to move forward because of the consequences of failure. To win the final victory, he is willing to pay all costs, he is willing to take risks... Very good, very good!"

The younger sister rubbed the black broken-blade badge in her hand. After a few chuckles, she pinned the badge to the chest of her uniform, and then took a very mature charm to straighten her beret and her hair. , She looked at General Crow in front of her and she said softly:

"I took this task!"

"Now, take me to meet the double world walker...Let me see what these nasty spirits have become after losing their hometown because of the surging of the void tens of thousands of years ago."

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