Azeroth’s Death Track

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Yogg-Saron was taken away.

The overall consciousness of this ancient **** is in a very bad form, trapped in the cage of the dead world, and its brother Ke Suen has become a brother and a brother, and the power from the dead world is scrubbing the thousand-throated demon Power, some kind of rule change to it, maybe one day Yogg-Saron will regain control of the power of the void in the dead world, but for now, it will be a very long time.

Moreover, in the style of work of the High Lord, it is impossible for him to let the restorative powers such as Kesun and Yogg-Saron relax. He has special arrangements for them. Soon, they will come in handy. .

Of course, mortals are not aware of this fact.

When the heroes of the Allied Forces entered the cell of Yogg-Saron, what appeared to them was an ancient **** of the whole body, like a fearful object curled up in the dark, making people unable to straighten The depraved shadow, like a mutated octopus, is covered with limbs that are covered with flesh suckers on its soft body. On every inch of skin, there is a large mouth with **** teeth covered with teeth.

Its murmur is like a gust of wind blowing a dry tree, and the dark ripples are constantly hitting the souls of the heroes. Even the body curled up in the dark has a kind of disturbing mental power. Just look at it, the souls of the heroes Just like being sucked into the abyss of the sea of ​​light, the almost drowning sense of terror makes everyone who enters the cell breathe harder.

This is the instinctive manifestation of life in the face of the power of the void source, just like no matter how determined people can't completely isolate fear, they may rely on firm will to shield the influence of fear, but they also know that fear , Has been buried in their hearts... actually never dispersed.

The ancient **** who lost his soul is not so terrible. This instinctive flesh and blood distortion that exudes fallen power can’t think, without his own thinking. After being defeated by the guardian and the lord from two levels, It is like a beast that is dying and has no power to resist the end that will inevitably come.

But even so, it is still a very challenging thing for these mortal heroes who voluntarily step into the abyss with the power of mortals to defeat the dark creatures in front of them, but it is also something they must do.

Muradin. Bronzebeard with a warhammer and a strong shield took a step forward. At the moment the heavily armed dwarf approached, a weak tentacle waved wildly from the ground, where it shouted like a long whip at the approaching one. Under the flesh and tentacles, the strong corrosive green mucus was scattered everywhere, and the fallen power wrapped around the tentacles caused the heroes behind Muradin to pull out their weapons.

"boom"

The flesh and blood tentacles of Yog-Saron, who lost his soul, hit the large shield raised by Muradin like a warhammer, knocking the dwarf back several steps, and between the slight vibrations on the ground, the dwarf held the shield His left hand waved fiercely outward, swinging the heavy tentacles aside.

This scene, however, gave the heroes great confidence.

"It's weak!"

The dwarf who blocked the blow from the ancient **** turned his head and shouted to the heroes behind him:

"Can't waste the opportunity created by the guardians! Go! Kill it!"

At the call of Muradin, heroes with halos of various strengths no longer hesitated. Like ants, they rushed to the ancient **** in front of them from all directions, using their own strength and their own weapons. The guardians of the Titans, who were chopped on the body of the frightening monster, stood between the seals in four directions between the bomb and the sound of the hot weapon.

Thorim, Mimirron, Hodir, and Freya, the four guardians who were instructed to protect Ulduar, the city of Titan, knew the truth, but even so, they had been weakened too much in the face. But when Yog-Saron still made people feel fear, the courage and actions of these mortal warriors still made the guardians feel satisfied.

You know, not everyone has the courage to stand here, and not everyone can overcome the fear of the origin, and dare to hand weapons towards the monster in front of them...

Although the Lord of Dark Blades who cooperated with them disregarded the civilization of mortals in their words, and was full of all kinds of criticism and contempt, but the cold-hearted leader like Tyreon was willing to give these mortal heroes a chance, This proves that in his heart, the combined power of these civilized worlds did not disappoint him.

And now, at the moment of seeing the scene where the mortals are desperately fighting the Yogg-Saron, the proud guardians of the Titans have to admit that this group of flesh and blood mortals can indeed create a real miracle, their power Although not as good as the steel creations of those years, their will and courage were no worse than their ancestors...

They are qualified to rule the land under their feet, and they are also qualified to make their voices in this world!

"Then let us see."

Torim put his warhammer Umir at his feet. He stood on the rune table that manipulated the power of the storm. He watched the mortal warriors fighting the ancient gods. He whispered:

"Let's see, what step can they do... Maybe, they don't actually need our help?"

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"Wow, Xiao Anduin's sword is so beautiful!"

Yuna is holding a small bucket full of hard candy, sitting comfortably at the gap where the dead world channel meets the reality of Ulduar, just like a little fan sitting in the audience watching a wonderful performance Similarly, she widened her eyes, and while stuffing her mouth with sugar, she couldn't help but cheer because of someone's wonderful performance.

Several girls around her can’t enter the world of death, but it’s not a problem to hide their whereabouts in this place where this world meets. They are all big children, so they are not like the little ghosts that never grow up. , They sat together and whispered the heroes' performance.

The death demigods domesticated by several children lie there listlessly. There is a deer, a bird, a bear, a little black panther. These beasts squint their eyes and look like they haven’t woken up. I'm not interested in the battle in front of me, maybe because the little masters are around, these cute little animals are very lazy.

Of course, they can't fall asleep. The yelling of the little ghost Yuna and the caress of the little master from time to time make it difficult for these animals to fall asleep.

And on the grounds of distraction with the children, the Lord Lord who ran out and was busy standing there. He stood in the passage behind the children and looked at the fierce battle in the cage of the ancient **** below. He did not announce the scene of the battle. What opinion, after all, in his view now, this kind of battle is already too pediatric.

This is a battle that has already been doomed. It is nothing more than to see what price the heroes of the Allied Forces have to pay to win. The best case is of course an undead killing of the weakened version of Yogg-Saron, but If some guys die in battle, then the lord will be lucky enough to pick up a leak.

Maybe he will reap some great souls...

In the hands of the lord, there are also documents that have just been handed over to him. There are many coats of arms that are familiar to each other, which represent many characters who have completely disappeared in the history of civilization. These documents represent another The end of "reincarnation".

In places where no one can see, in the darkness where time continues to rotate forward, there are always eyes watching the rotating wheel of civilization, they have no name, they have no sense of existence, they are not known by anyone, but they are What really exists...the significance of their existence is to evaluate those roles involved in all progress in the civilized world from an objective, third-party perspective.

Using race, power, and faith as the boundaries to divide each other, the various lives are grouped into a set of data, and through comparison, to judge the existence of these lives for the world, if the results of the comparison are disappointing, Then a sudden invasion of the undead would be like a whip that fell from the sky, whipping those tired guys, constantly moving forward.

If they refuse to change...their existence is meaningless.

The resources of this world are ultimately limited. Instead of letting a group of non-existent people waste it, it is better to leave these resources to a more promising civilization.

The evolution and elimination of nature is too slow for the Lord of the Lords. He needs the whole world to take a more effective step forward, and he seems to have tired of the game of planning the world, but in the dark, Tyrion is for Azeroth. In fact, the future interference of Sri Lanka has never stopped, and the Council of Forgotten Kings, which is responsible for inspecting and supervising the situation of various civilizations, is the most precise brush and the sharpest knife he uses to interfere in the future of the world.

"Three consecutive civilization assessments have made Azeroth's mainstream civilizations have achieved very impressive results. After the last punitive war, Cadore's progress in these years has been amazing...I occasionally I will doubt if the forgetting kings will be deceiving, because they have nostalgia for their country, or they are simply the reason for their sons and daughters, so they treat the rules I have set as nothing."

The lord looked through the documents in his hand. He said to the shadow floating behind him:

"After all, I’m too busy. I don’t have time to participate in every civilization assessment. I can only give this terrible power to my forgotten kings. Now they seem to be doing well. You see, even The most recalcitrant bear-men have all formed a large tribe, and the desolate centaurs are preparing to establish a Khan country. They have also begun to understand the weight of civilization, which is very good."

Tyrion put the file in his hand aside. He looked at the ancient **** Yogg-Saron, who was becoming weaker and weaker during the continuous siege of mortal heroes, losing his soul and thinking ability. After that, the threat of this ancient **** has been too small. Those strange void spells can no longer be used, and the power of the void that the ancient **** instinctively radiated was difficult to defeat this group of mortals in a short time. The strongest in the world.

Although the disgusting flesh and blood still struggled under the bombardment of holy light, fire and lunar magic, in fact, anyone with a little knowledge of the battle knows that the victory has been divided.

The high lord looked at the group of blood and flesh, as if he saw the ancient gods who were besieged by mortals in the myth, and finally fell between the blood flow... The reopening of Ulduar, the appearance of the guardian, represents Azer Russ’s civilization has returned to the glory of the mythological era. The creatures have become more aware of their origins and the past of their ancestors, and they have also begun to retake their sacred mission.

And now, the ancient **** Yogg-Saron finally fell into the hands of mortals, which marks the final conclusion of the legendary story about Ulduar, at least for now, this is a happy reunion for everyone. Ending of the story.

Tyrion. The Blade of Dawn, this big lord who is always critical of mortal civilization, at this moment, also rarely showed his affirmation.

"I am no longer curious, and I no longer doubt."

"These are indeed the bravest and most powerful fighters in the world of Azeroth. They came here across more than half of the world. Maybe their purpose is not pure, but it does not matter. I have got what I want. I have seen the results of this, they have the ability to do good things for this world, they are willing to do so..."

A big smile flashed in the blue eyes of the high lord. He looked back at the shadow behind him. I don’t know when the members of the forgotten kings council all appeared there. The high lord looked at them and he whispered. Say:

"You have done your job very well, you have trained them well...this is the civilization I want to see, flourishing, and the civilization full of courage and hope, I hope they continue to maintain this status quo , And this work will continue to be done by you..."

Talking, the Lord of the Lord extended his hand and clapped the thick file beside him. He said to the forgotten kings in front of him:

"The mortals have won, they have once again passed the civilization assessment. The next assessment period will be extended to 20 years according to the plan. I believe that these 20 years will be very exciting."

"And as for those stubborn civilizations..."

Tyrion's eyes were on the document in his other hand, and he handed the document to the big lich Anastarian in front of him. The day-to-day person, he said softly:

"In the name of the Lord of the Dark Blade Legion, I hereby authorize the most senior war authority of the commander of the Dead Sea Fleet, Darin Proudmoore..."

"This is my last warning to Naga and their queen...if they are not willing to let go of the glory of the past and bow their heads to the rules of the new world, then..."

"Exterminate them!"

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