Azeroth’s Death Track

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Blood connections are sometimes not enough to make a man a qualified father, or a boy to be a real son.

The bloodlines that are connected to each other are only the most basic source for family members and the construction of family relationships. However, in order to truly establish a deeper family relationship, in addition to the connection of bloodlines, it also needs to pay enough time and considerable energy to operate and cultivate .

The emotions of flesh and blood creatures are very complex ethical relationships. This is not a sacred ritual that can be completed by pure data or blood.

But conversely, if it is only because of the connection of blood, that the father can love the child and let the child respect the father, then how many human tragedies will be lost in this world, but unfortunately, these things are just like the direction of the world, forever Will not run according to the will of mortal wishful thinking.

Just like Velen and Lakish...

Rakish means "butcher" in Eredar, and Velen will certainly not call his child "Butcher", which was changed from Kil'jaeden to Velen after Velen fled from Argus The child’s name, the fraudster’s dark wisdom, showed him the potential of Rakis. He was very angry because of Velen’s betrayal, and he was determined to punish Velen in his own way.

Kil'jaeden raised Velen's son in his own way. He used him as a weapon and a chess piece, poured him with cruel and **** will, and used madness and viciousness as his nourishment. He is dedicated to the powerful Eredar Demon, and encourages him to release the anger and pain in his heart as a response to the world, and to spread the fire of anger to the worlds in the stars.

In the past thousands of years, Rakish has perfectly completed every job commanded by Kil'jaeden. Under the watch of the fraudster, Rakish has completed forging as a long-hidden weapon Process, it is time to use this weapon to punish those "unfaithful".

Kil'jaeden is very clear that Rakish's strength is not worth mentioning compared to his old friend Velen. Rakish himself is very aware of this, but these two are addicted to the pain of betrayal and the will to revenge People in the world don't care.

In this group of stars, not everyone's life is for the pursuit of good things. There are always some people who are born to be a part of darkness, and their story from life to death has nothing to do with light.

"Click, click, click"

At the bottom of the Naru seat, on the holy platform that should be filled with golden light, the crystal body of Naruvolos, who sheltered the draenei for 25,000 years, was under the bombardment of the evil hammer It was suddenly broken, and the scattered crystal flew to the dark corner of this hall, as if the most perfect crystal sculpture had been smashed.

The sparks collided by evil energy and holy light jumped in the darkness, just like dazzling lightning walking around in the darkness, dispelling this gloomy darkness, and at the moment the golden light was on, Velen's roar It sounded just behind Rakish's evil mech.

"Demon! What have you done!"

Along with the roaring sound, there is a chain of Holy Light whizzing like a dragon gun. The powerful spell composed of pure Holy Light is like a long whip of glow condensed out of thin air, whipping hard. On Rakish’s fel armor, the demon general raised his arm and tried to block the steel body with a small shield, but Rakish underestimated that his old father was under rage, that spilt The power of the Holy Light.

"Ka La"

The steel arm of the evil mech was entangled by the long light whip, and between the flicks of Velen's wrist, the heavy steel golem was dragged from the place and was thrown from the holy platform to the dark hall. On the edge, Velen’s other hand was raised, and the golden light was lingering, and a heavy and solid hammer of holy light came down from the sky, just like the Paladin’s trial, it hit the Rakish’s evil machine fiercely. On the front of the armor, the steel that protects the core of the armor was smashed into a clear depression.

After this ruthless second combo, another sacred imprisonment descended, and the golden chain was entangled in the body of the evil mecha, and Rakish and his war weapons were imprisoned in the original with divine power. Ground.

The prophet who completed the imprisoned spell cast his wand and took a few breaths. This violent energy activity caused the wounds on his abdomen and back to burst, and blood flowed between them, making the breath of an old man like Velen heavy. He staggered forward a few steps, lying on the edge of the holy platform in the seat of Naru, and tossing his staff aside, the old prophet used his **** hands to find the Naru debris in front of him.

Naru’s body is the carrier of the holy soul for this Holy Light creature, but for Naru, the most important heart of the Holy Light is still the center of the body, just like Zela was destroyed by Tyraine, The heart of the Holy Light still exists. Now Volos's body is destroyed. As long as the Heart of the Holy Light of Volos remains, after the blessing of the Holy Ceremony, this weak Naru can be resurrected.

"Here, I found it!"

Velen picked up a shield-shaped golden crystal three times the size of a mortal heart from the shards of the Holy Light contaminated with evil liquid. He could perceive the energy of Volos in this crystal Although the activity is very weak, it is enough to prove that Naru is still alive, and there is still hope.

But just when Velen took the heart of the light from the fragments, behind him, the evil mecha that had lost his arm roared like a frantic monster in the flow of magic energy, and torn With the seal lowered by the Holy Light in Velen, in the roar of Rakis, the already damaged and heavily armor ran out of the darkness like a rugby player, and slammed into Velen's body. Outside the light shield.

The power of this 5-meter-tall evil mech was suddenly terrifying. Under this sudden impact, Velen was also hit and flew on the ground for several weeks, and the heart of the light in his hand It was even bouncing and being thrown into the darkness, like a lamppost shining in the darkness with a faint light.

"Old guy! Old guy!"

Rakish roared insanely, and he manipulated the fel mech to frantically beat Velen's light shield, just like a lunatic:

"Is there only the Holy Light in your heart? The Holy Light is everything to you, right? You abandoned your wife and your son for this **** Holy Light, right! The Holy Light is dead! Your Holy Light , Dying today! You are dying too!"

The evil mecha controlled by Eredar Demon ejected a fiery flame from the jet in the back, traversed a path in the air, and fell on the ground where the heart of the light fell. The heart of light was completely destroyed. This scene made Velen's heart angry. The demon's persecution of Naru and the kind of madness in front of him made Velen feel unreasonable.

"Demon! Get away!"

Velen clenched his fists, and the golden light was wrapped around his fist. The old prophet was like a fighting fighter, punching one punch and one punch on the steel body of the evil mech that pressed his body. With the blessing of the divine power, every punch of Velen can leave clear marks on the steel that is spitting evil energy.

The Prophet is not only an excellent spellcaster. In the Jadeney Contest in Argus, the young Velen also won several fights. Of course, his fighting skills will not be stronger than those of real warriors, but In this critical situation at this time, between the eruptions of the prophet's power, he was still pushing up the heavy evil mecha under the bombardment of several fists.

"Click"

Velen grabbed the jet behind the evil mech, and in the spit of the fiery evil flame, Velen's holy light exploded, and he suddenly grabbed the flame's jet tube from the mech and threw it at hand. On one side, he stepped back a few steps and picked up his redeemer's staff from the ground. The golden golden emblem was surging in the darkness behind him, just like putting a golden veil on the embarrassed prophet. .

Make him look so sacred.

"A demon like you! Never understand what the Holy Light means to us!"

In the flow of divine anger, Velen waved his staff, and the Holy Light erupted at the next moment, just like dozens of shells exploded at the same time. The massive and surging Holy Light poured into the tattered evil energy in front of him. In the mech, every energy conduit of this evil creation is filled with the burning Holy Light.

The wicked energy flowing in the wicked mech conduit collided violently with the Holy Light. In several low blasts, the evil crop made by the crazy technicians of the Burning Legion finally reached the tipping point of scrapping At the time when the engine was also destroyed, the miserable General Rakish was thrown directly from the exploding mech.

"what!"

The whole body of Eredar Demon was ignited by the golden flame of light, he was like a poor tortured torturer, rolling wildly on the ground, trying to extinguish the burning flame of light on his body.

This is a very warm healing energy for mortals. For a demon like a body full of negative energy, it is like the most terrible toxin. It can be uncomfortable for a whole day with a little dip.

Velen leaned on the redeemer's staff, and he stood in the hall of a messy Naru's seat. He looked at General Eredar, who was wailing in the divine flame, without any trace of mercy in his eyes. What he did was too evil. He killed all the draenei who guarded Naru in the entire Naru Hall. His hands were stained with the blood of the people who belonged to Velen.

He died without regret!

However, even in the horrible flame that burned every inch of skin, the Eredar demon general who had been completely mad in the eyes of Velen, in the painful wailing, still using the cry of suppressing pain Sound, questioning Velen.

"Old stuff! What the Holy Light has given you! Let you sell your soul to it!"

"You idiot! Idiot! You have failed her! You have failed her!"

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to wash away the shame you brought me! Velen! Velen! Did you hear? I want to kill you!"

This miserable and weird cry made the prophet quite uneasy in his heart. He had a strange unease in his heart. He didn't want to stay in this place anymore. He wanted to leave here.

Before leaving, he looked back at the mad Eredar demon who had gradually lost his life in the flame of the Holy Light. He said in a deep voice:

"I don’t know why you hate me so much, I don’t know why you want to listen to Kil'jaeden... I don't know you at all, I haven't seen you... But for us, Holy Light is very Important, the Holy Light...is the home of all draenei!"

"You can hate me, but don't hate the Holy Light, Eredar, it will save your dark soul, no matter what evil you do."

Velen's words made the dying Eredar demon finally sneer. General Rakish struggled to lean his burnt body on the melting crystal wall behind him. The twisted visor has condensed with the flesh of the face, but maybe, this is also good...

"Pooh!"

The demon general weakly rebutted to:

"I don't need the salvation of the Holy Light, Velen, everyone in this city needs healing...you also need..."

"Oh, you call me a monster..."

"Vilun, you are a monster! You are a monster made by Holy Light!"

"You are uglier than me... ten thousand times!"

The insult of the dying Rakish did not make Velen have any special ideas. In fact, this was not the first time he was insulted by the devil, and he did not care about the thinking of these fallen creatures. He looked at the imminent swallow In the last breath of the devil, there was always some uneasiness in his heart, and as the demon in front of him became weaker and weaker, that kind of anxiety was rapidly increasing.

The unexplained panic made the prophet want to escape from this place. He turned around and walked towards the heart of the light of Volos, who was thrown in the dark hall, but the prophet came into contact with the heart of the light Before the moment, a slight cough sounded from the darkness farther away.

The familiar cold breath made the embarrassed prophet raise his head violently, and saw the Tyrion walking out of the darkness. The blade of dawn, the appearance of the high lord has not changed, but strangely, he appeared this time. She wore a very gorgeous robe, even coquettishly decorated with white lace on the wrists and neckline, and a black bow tie on the straight shirt, even the hair was meticulously combed.

It looks like coming to a ball.

This dress made the prophet stunned, and the big lord holding a black gentleman's cane looked at the doubt in the prophet's eyes. He stretched out his collar and adjusted his collar. His indifferent face brought a strange smile, He said to the Prophet:

"Well, I just watched a wonderful drama, and it is about to enter the most emotional climax. I think it’s time for me to show up...and I think that at this time, I should dress up to express me Appreciative devotion to the two actors..."

"what are you talking about?"

The Prophet was not in a mood to chat with the High Lord at this time. He picked up Volos' Heart of Light, and he asked:

"What are you doing here again? You murdered Zela, you cruelly killed the agent of the Holy Light...you are not my friend!"

"No, no, Velen, my friend, those are not important!"

Tyrion glanced behind Velen, the general Rakish who was about to swallow, his eyes narrowed, he said softly:

"I came here for something more important! Oh, yes, did I forget to tell you, behind you, the poor young man lying there, in addition to the unpleasant name Rakish, Another name..."

"What's his name?"

"Nuri, right? Nuri Velen! He is a great prophet, Velen's, son!"

"You just ruthlessly injured your own biological son, and witnessed him die a little bit, see you, Velen, what you did, it just made villains like me feel... cold blood!"

Tyrion patted his robe. He looked calmly at the rapidly changing Prophet. He asked softly:

"Now, tell me, kill the beast Velen, you and me... who is more evil?"

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