Azeroth’s Death Track

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General Tirasalan is an adult draenei.

This means that he is one of the few draenei who has completely experienced the prosperity of Argus and witnessed the evil disaster swept across the world and experienced the escape of the stars for 25,000 years.

Although the draenei are truly long-lived species, any draenei can easily live 10,000 years, and some powerful draenei can even reach the eternal life, but the cruel war and despair The fleeing of many draenei still caused many draenei to die among the stars, and the draenei who eventually followed Velen to the world of Draenor, the number of which was already very small.

In the current Draenei population, 70% of the Draenei are young generations born in the escape of stars. They have not really experienced the gentle winds of the Argus world, nor have they seen the Makarei Plain. The prosperous scenery that I have forgotten, nor did I feel the fanatical scene when the gladiator of the Jedney contest won the championship, nor did I experience the thunderous celebration of the highest peak mountain range of the entire planet on the summer solstice.

They have not seen the horror scene of green evil energy pouring from the core of the planet. They have not seen the despair of the relatives crying under the tramp of the demons. They may have experienced the sad past of the fleeing in front of the demon army. , But they never felt the infinite loneliness when lying on the porthole of the spaceship taking off, gazing at the hometown that would never go back...

Home, this is just a vague term for these young people. Perhaps in their memory, the temperature of the home is the icy cabin of the gem spaceship among the stars, and the taste of the home is the bland ration on the spaceship. The scenery at home is the eternally lonely stars outside the porthole.

But no! Those are not home!

For draenei like General Tirasalan, there is always only one meaning of home...that is Argus! The place where they can never go back, where the draenei people and their civilization were born.

It is precisely because of this pain that has been lost together that people like General Tirazaran would rather deviate from the guidance of the prophet, and take their companions back to the ruins of the city, desperately fighting, fighting back the orcs that occupy the city, and then one by one Tile, rebuild your own city...

In times of war, this seems meaningless, but it means everything...

They have lost, they do not want to lose again.

But even after the reconstruction of Shattrath City, General Tirasalan was still lonely. The young Draenei people worshipped him and regarded his story as a legend, but they could not understand the heavy burden behind this general. In the past, as if they could not understand, the draenei veterans who were as old as the generals generally had the indifferent character...

It was a shell shaped by disaster and pain to cover their hearts that were scarred but still stubborn.

Fortunately, this female draenei sitting in front of General Tirasalan on the second floor of the noisy Tianya Tavern is one of the few people who can understand the spirit of General Tirasalan.

Vihari, she is also one of the draenei who experienced the disaster of Argus.

"Haha, I remember when we got on the same boat and left Argus, you were crying like a rookie, just lying on the porthole, tears and running water left behind, no one else could persuade."

Vihari, who was drinking a little bit of wine, patted the table, pointed to the slow-drinking general Draenei, and said that there was already a blurry picture in his memory, which happened 25,000 years ago.

Yes, the two of them are friends. In some years in the past, they almost became lovers.

Faced with Vihari's ridicule, Tira Saran shook his head. He took a drink and said softly:

"At that time, we were all young and have not graduated from the Macquarie Knight Academy. Yes, you are one level higher than me. I have to call you a sister, but how about that? Remember on the Chagall planet. Are you fighting? In a world with 3 moons, the Burning Legion is there to stay and wait for the rabbits, and we stepped into a trap... Who dragged you out of the trap of the demon siege? Vihari? My school sister, Did you forget?"

"It's you! I know, I remember very well."

Vihari snorted arrogantly, and the still-feminine Draenei dialed her white hair. She was drunk, lying on the table, her sleepy eyes said dimly:

"I still remember the scene where you bathed all over your body and rushed out of the enveloping circle... Tirasalan, I remember very well, you are a hero, you are my hero, a pity... you refused me, you said , Your heart is filled with the will of revenge, and you won’t think about other things before defeating the legion..."

"..."

Vihari suddenly talked about the past of the two, which made General Tirazaran silent for a long time, and with a low sob, the general's eyes fell on Vihari who covered his face with his hands in front of him. He heard The low voice of the female garrison came to her in front of her.

"Why didn't you show up when Tamor fell? Tirazaran, I called your voice in the ruins, I thought you would save me like before...but you didn't...you know I'm in the orc What kind of days are there in the prisoner of war camp? Do you know how many times have I ever thought about suicide? It was a hell...Where were you when I fell in hell? Tell me, you are a man Disappointed man, where are you?"

"I'm going!"

General Tirasalan's eyes flashed the deepest pain, he drank the wine from the glass, he clenched his fists:

"After repelling the orcs in Shattrath City, I went to Thamore for the first time. I rummaged through the ruins and looked for you in the corpses of those compatriots. I was crazy, but no... I couldn't find you, Vihari, I'm sorry, I went too late."

The atmosphere between the two became frozen again, Vihari's sobbing slowly stopped, she turned her head, seemingly unwilling to let General Tirasalan see her embarrassed look, she slightly adjusted her face, then turned her head to look With Tirasalan's eyes in place, she put on a sneering expression, she said:

"I know, you doubt me, you suspect that I joined the Burning Legion..."

"I do not have!"

Tira Saran was startled, but before he could refute, Vihari snorted:

"Come on, you little man, as much as 20,000 years ago, will not deceive people... Your thoughts are written on your face. The reason why you promised to drink with me is not to explore my bottom line? Of course, considering that you are now a general, it’s not surprising that you have this idea, okay... since you want to know so, then let me tell you!"

"I did join the Burning Legion! You guessed it, the "tyrant" who has risen to fame among the stars in the last decade or so is me! Vihari!"

Vihari's outspoken confession made General Tirazaran's eyes narrow. Such a frank answer gave the general a strange idea in his heart. He looked at Vihari no longer young, but he could vaguely see A strange thought rose from the cheek of the green paladin.

Maybe, maybe this woman in front of you, joining the Burning Legion, has no secret?

"I killed many people, many kind people, and I took demons to destroy many weak worlds and turned those worlds into wasteland."

Vihari was drinking and looking at Tirasalan in front of her. She said sarcastically:

"What? You, a great paladin, haven't you purified my evil heretics? Haven't you come to an end to my evil life?"

"You can appear here, you can get rid of the influence of evil energy, which shows that this is not your original intention."

General Tirasalan lowered his head and drank wine to hide the sadness in his eyes. He whispered:

"So I am waiting for your explanation. Perhaps, you are still Vihari in my memory, the woman who is willing to give everything to the guardian."

"Cut, really boring, exactly the same as before."

Vihari shook her head. She drank a large glass of wine again. Between drunken eyes and her eyes seemed to lose focus, she said softly:

"Yes, I went with a purpose... You and I will never forget the war on the Chagall planet, and I will never forget our brave sister, the great virgin Askara and those 70 who voluntarily stayed The scene of the last battle of the warriors after the break, I will never forget the second round of the sun that lighted on the Chagall planet when Askar activated the rod of Toure..."

"We lost the holy light artifact, it fell into the hands of the devil, we must recapture it! Even for our sister, Askara, I joined the Burning Legion, and I searched for more than ten years in it, and finally I I found the staff that had been infested by evil energy, and it fell into the hands of an Eredar. Unfortunately, it was also an acquaintance of ours... Mrs. Carindis, who recognized me, so I can only run away..."

Vihari stood up, full of alcohol. She seemed to lose interest in the conversation. She staggered out, staggering under her feet. General Tirasalan, who was fast-witted, supported her body and let her sit again. On the chair, Vihari patted Tirasalan's hand in disgust:

"Don't touch me! I hate men like you!"

"I have told you the truth, "Big Hero"... I told Adal the whereabouts of Touré's Staff. Maybe soon, you will have to find a way to take it back, but it has nothing to do with me. Now, I just want to find a place to live a good life, let war and vengeance go to hell... I am a woman who has crawled out of **** and has had enough of those things."

Faced with Vihari who was completely drunk and no longer disguised himself, General Tirasalan flashed a trace of loss, and said softly:

"Sorry, Senior Sister Vihari, I blamed you wrongly. The sacrifice you made for the Holy Light and our people is something I can never match... You are the real hero, and I... I am just a coward ."

As soon as Tirazaran finished speaking, the drunken former garrison Vihari stretched out his hands like a rolling snake and wrapped it around the general’s neck. In Lassaran’s nostrils, the always-severing broken general General Yang was a little bit at this moment, while Vihari looked at his old acquaintance with a drunken eye, a flash of longing flashed on her charming face, she used a faint and charming voice In the general's ear said:

"Enough! Tirazaran, I'm tired of your old-fashioned seriousness, there are only two of us here, let your faith go to hell...can't you really be a man once? You can't face your own Inside?"

"Or... do you despise me? I despise me..."

"no no!"

The general gently embraced the old friend in front of him. He held her tightly. He said:

"I'm really happy to see you back..."

"Then kiss me, idiot!"

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"Agent Vihari is already on the line with Broken Sun."

In the office of the director of the Dark Edge Intelligence Bureau, the shadow handed a slightly blurred magic image to the director Maiev, who took it in his hand and glanced at it. It was a very fragrant picture, and she was brazen After a whistle, she threw the magic image on the table. She raised her head and looked at the shadow in front of her. She whispered:

"This means that the story compiled by our Miss Vihari has gained the trust of the broken sun and Naru, right? Gee, our agents are really dedicated. In order to gain their trust, they even took their own. Go up."

"I heard that Vihari and Tira Saran had old feelings before, but now it is just a resurgence, and that story is not all made up."

Shadow shrugged:

"We confirmed the news in the Legion's "eyes", and the "Ture Staff" related to Naru did fall into the Legion's hands. Vihari did not lie, and best of all, no one could take it apart In her words, in exchange for a trivial message, Vihari re-entered the draenei society, which was a very good deal."

"According to our estimates, Adal may pass this news to the Legion of Light in the next step. That staff may fall into the Legion of Light, but it does not matter, and wait until Vihari takes Francon When the draenei on the peninsula return to Azeroth, she will face her most hated Willen, that is the time to test the mind of Agent Viharit."

"Vihari is just one part of this huge plan, and now that she is in place, other aspects can begin."

Maiev lit a cigarette for herself, and she exhaled the smoke, rubbing her forehead and thinking quickly:

"On the legion, Lakish's fleet is close to the Azeroth star field. He may enter Azeroth at any time. Two of the three ring traps we have arranged have been activated, and now only the last is left. One... did the monitoring of Little Yuna have any results?"

The high-level agent Marais beside the shadow shook his head. The Agent Sahren said in frustration:

"No results at all. I even suspect that the Mother of Light has given up on Yuna, and she no longer pays attention to her."

"no, I can not!"

Maiev shook her head. She said with absolute certainty:

"Through our examination of Zela's previous behavior, this mother of light is essentially a speculator. You have to understand that you can't reason with the speculative addicted people. They are always addicted to seize every opportunity. ...Believe me, Zella will be hooked, no matter how sooner or later."

"And once she gets hooked, the three traps can be activated at the same time! By then, everyone covered by this circle..."

"Don't think anyone wants to run!"

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