Azeroth’s Death Track

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Bronzebeard, wild hammer and black iron, these are the three dwarf clans.

The Battle of the Three Hammers 300 years ago is an old history, as we have said before, in the final stage of the dwarf civil war, the unsuccessful defeat of the black iron prince Sorrison summoned alien monsters, intending to fight back in Jedi , But very bad luck summoned the phantom of the power of Ragnaros, the king of the flames.

Not only the Red Ridge Mountains where the Black Iron Dwarves lived were torn in half during the volcanic eruption, but even the Black Iron Dwarves were also enslaved to their souls by the Curse of the Flame Lord, and they were no longer free.

300 years is nothing for a dwarf like a long-lived species, but 300 years is enough to change a lot of things. The power of the Flame Lord has penetrated into the blood of every black iron dwarf, making their eyes become Dark red, so that the dwarves who had no knowledge of magic mastered the magic of flames, making their ethnic character more irritable.

As some human miners who have dealt with black iron dwarves say, these black dwarfs' blood vessels are not like blood, but burning flames.

A member of such a race suddenly appeared in front of Tyrion’s eyes on this bleak night, blocking his way, which made the death knight feel a trace of malice.

Although he is not afraid.

"The Thorium Brotherhood is not the same as the dark irons in Dark Furnace who are willing to be slaves!"

Tyrion’s warhorse stayed quiet in the darkness, while the Death Knight himself walked aside with the leader of the Black Iron Dwarf, whispering some secrets.

The black iron dwarf named Hansel. Heavy Fist wore a red robe, but inside the robe, there was a collision of armor. The dwarves were all masters of forging, so Tyrion can be sure that this guy is This meeting was also hesitant and vigilant.

Hansel stared at the silent death knight with his dark red eyes. The dwarf's character determined that they were not good businessmen, so after a few minutes of contact, he spoke out his purpose.

"The Thorium Brotherhood is committed to fighting Ragnaros, the king of the flames, and liberating our people from long-term slavery. Frankly speaking, this is almost impossible. We have tried for more than 200 years, every action It all ended in failure."

There was an unabashed wry smile on Hansel's face. He took out a wine bottle, poured a sip of wine, and whispered:

"We were all going to give up, but just today, we saw hope again! We don't know what the sneaky death knights did before they attracted the dragon's attack, but he was really expelled. With the power of the Flame Lord, we really feel the curse in the blood is unraveling. This is the first time in 300 years that we feel the taste of freedom."

"It is not good?"

Tyrion said dryly:

"The curse is lifted, the king of the flame demon is driven away, no one can control you, should I congratulate you?"

"It would be nice if things were really that simple."

Hansel snorted. He turned to look at the location of Blackrock Mountain. He said in a deep voice:

"Not all Dark Iron hates the Flame Lord as much as we do. In 300 years, they have broken the backbone of too many Dark Iron dwarves, making them the most loyal servants of Ragnaros, and lost them to a group. The master's dog is the same! It's disgusting, and the freedom to make them feel panic-stricken. Now in the Dark Furnace City, I am afraid that the warlocks have begun to try to summon their master again."

Talking, the dwarf was angry, and the wine bottle was thrown out in his hand, but he was caught by a death grip. The death knight threw the wine bottle back to the dwarf. His eyes flickered, rubbing his chin, and said softly:

"I don't care about the inner fight of the Black Iron Dwarves, what the **** do you want?"

"Those stones!"

Hansel's eyes widened, and there was a craving for it, probably a desire for freedom:

"Those stones that can drive away the king of the flame demon! Those death knights used it to expel the flame demon, what we saw with our own eyes!"

"Curse password?"

Tyrion looked at the dark iron dwarf in front of him unexpectedly. He reached out and touched the head of the ghost owl on his shoulder, then shook his head:

"This thing is not in my hand...it was destroyed by the Blue Dragon's attack, and IMHO, even if you have the curse code, you don't want to rely on it to completely remove the element of fire, which is very costly. , You have seen it with your own eyes once."

The death knight was dissatisfied with the deal. He couldn't see what was beneficial to him. He turned around decisively and left. Behind him, the black iron dwarf Hansel clenched his fists, but released it quickly. He whispered Say:

"We know it's expensive, but at least that's a hope. We can find something for you if you want it. We only need those stones! Black stone mountains are all over our eyeliners, and they see you find them from that ruin. A few things..."

"So are you threatening me?"

The death knight turned on his horse. He looked back at the dwarves waiting to answer in the dark. His eyes suddenly turned. A thought appeared in his heart. He said to Hansel Heavy in a deep and serious voice:

"I haven't seen your sincerity, so it's a pity that I can't give you this thing now, and the transaction will be kept until the next time. When I return to this world, I will be happy to be friends with you, provided that The Thorium Brotherhood will do me a little favor!"

Seeing the Black Iron Dwarf a little hesitated, Tyrion coughed lightly and persuaded:

"Look, I don't know what days you have lived in before, and I'm not interested in knowing it, but in my worldview, Mr. Hansel, in order to get a return, you have to pay first."

After a moment, the dwarf looked up, he looked at the death knight, he said in a deep voice:

"I don't believe you, death knight, but now we seem to have no other choice..."

Tyrion's eyes narrowed, and a stiff smile appeared on his face:

"Then, the Thorium Brotherhood, I wish us a happy cooperation!"

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If you don't consider beauty, the Skeletal Warhorse is definitely one of the best mounts on land. It will not be tired, and it runs quite smoothly. The most important thing is that after being awakened, it is in communication with Tyrion.

From the Burning Plain all the way to the south, crossing the difficult mountain road will reach the Red Ridge Mountain. In fact, the Burning Plain is originally part of the Red Ridge Mountain. These two places are divided into two parts because of the volcano summoned by Ragnaros 300 years ago. Second, after crossing the Red Ridge Mountains, you will reach the dark swamp, where the dark gate through the world is located.

The night of fierce fighting until the next morning, Tyraine stood in the forest of Redridge Mountains. At the foot of the mountain in front of him, the Alliance soldiers who stayed here built several defenses to block the orcs who had escaped from the burning plains. At the foot of the mountain at this time, a small-scale battle is erupting, the battle between the orc and the soldiers of the alliance.

"The tribe is still a failure, destined."

The death knight looked at each other's death fights with cold eyes. He didn't want to join them. He wanted to leave. These humans couldn't stop him. He was here to wait for others.

"Om"

The shadow in the forest shattered, and five blood watchers led by Nasa appeared behind the death knight. In the battle last night, Nasa was sent out by Tyrion. They were in the chaotic battlefield and black stone tower Shuttle, at the request of Tyrion, looking for an important booty.

"You came back empty-handed, it seems that you didn't find what I wanted."

The death knight's voice is still as cold and lacking in emotion as usual, which makes it difficult to tell what kind of emotion he is in.

Nasa leaned down and replied in a disobedient gesture:

"My sisters have rummaged through the entire Black Stone Tower. According to what you said, we have followed the Alliance Generals all night, but unfortunately, we did not see the black gems you said, or your intelligence has The problem is either that we are out of luck."

"is it?"

The death knight was a bit disappointed, but soon, he shook his hand:

"Looking for something on the battlefield of tens of thousands of orcs and humans is just like finding a needle in a haystack. You can't find it if you can't find it. It's not too important."

"Nasa, separate your two sisters to seek Buddy Moore in the Treasure Bay of Stranglethorn. Before we return, let them obey the orders of the goblins. The remaining watchmen and I go to the Dark Portal, We are leaving this world."

Nasa nodded. She glanced at the death knight's back, and at the darkness in the deep forest. She whispered:

"Someone is watching you, Tyrion, do you need me to kill her?"

"Don't worry about anything, Nasa, if you're really busy, why don't you help us investigate the road ahead?"

There was a little more impatience in the death knight's tone, and the Blood Watcher burst out a husky laugh:

"Comply, Lord Darkblade!"

She took her sisters back into the shadows quickly, leaving the death knight alone on this hillside.

The forest behind made a low whistling sound under the wind, and the sudden wind blew the neat hair that the Death Knight was taking care of. The long gray hair was beating on his shoulders, and his hands were humming The non-stop magic sword, with closed eyes, seemed to feel the fragrance remaining in the wind.

"Are you going to follow me like this all the time?"

The death knight was hollow, cold, and a deep, hoarse voice sounded in the forest:

"Now I am in the most relaxed state. You just need to pull up the bowstring. At this distance, I can't avoid your arrow."

He waited for a minute, and nothing changed around him. The death knight's finger was beating on the hilt of the apocalypse. When the wind blowing from the face calmed down, he asked again:

"Still not doing it? Still hesitating whether to kill me, hesitating whether to shoot the arrow already on the bowstring, this hesitation, this kind of impetuous, this is not like you, Ole Leah..."

In the darkness of the forest, on the trunk of the interlaced leaves, Sasdora, hidden in the hands of the elven ranger, has been pulled away, and an arrow beating with holy light is placed on the bow string, and the arrow is aimed at the forest outside Thailand. Rion's back seemed to shoot out in the next moment, penetrating the death knight's head, and completely chopped off his second life full of darkness, coldness, and evil.

But the elder ranger's golden eyes didn't have the previous indifference and calmness. On the contrary, those eyes jumped with extremely complicated emotions. She followed Tyraine all the way on the battlefield. She had countless opportunities to shoot this assassination arrow. , But she gave up.

The ranger looked at the dark back, the broken cloak fluttering back and forth in the wind, and the shocking gray hair, the figure that occupied a very important position in her heart. For this person, her inner senses were very complicated, There is pain, there is despair, there is a trace of unrealistic expectations.

She suddenly felt that she came here following Tyrion, maybe it was a real mistake.

"Om"

The loosed bowstring was beating, and the ranger inserted the arrow contaminated with holy water back into the quiver. She jumped from the branch, and she took a deep breath and walked out of the forest.

"Are you leaving? Tyrion."

Aurelia stretched out her fingers and put her blond hair behind her ears. She wandered to the death knight and stood with him. She watched the hillside down to the last battle, and she did not look at Terry. Ang's face with a cold breath, as he once was alive, asked in a calm voice:

"Never come back again, right?"

"Oh, this question...it surprised me a little."

The death knight gave a low laugh, and the cold breath from his body made Aurelia not frown, and then heard Tyrion say:

"I thought you were here to kill me, but in this peaceful posture, did you purposely say goodbye to me? Aurelia."

"Correct!"

Windrunner nodded, and she stretched out her hand, pulling the hood of the Farrunner's Chain Armor up:

"I had vowed to expel the orcs because of your battle. That was my oath for you. Now the oath has been completed and the orcs have retreated. I will go back to Quel'Thalas."

"Then stay well in Quel'Thalas, never stop doing more business!"

Tyrion nodded and said dryly with a sentimental voice:

"If you never see me again, trust me, it will be a decision that makes you and I feel relaxed."

The atmosphere between the two became frozen. After a while, the Ranger clenched the battle bow in her hand. She tried to calm her mood. She asked:

"I thought you would not be changed by death...I thought there was still hiding under your shell..."

Tyrion interrupted Aurelia's words stiffly. He said in a dreamlike voice:

"That's because you don't see far enough, everything will change, as long as you take a few more steps... even more like experiencing death, Aurelia, if you don't want to be an enemy with me, then we have nothing to do. Now."

"Do you really have nothing to say to me?"

"..."

The death knight's fingers jumped, but in the end, his eyes did not open.

"The dead have no gods to pray, even so, but also wish you a smooth journey home."

"Snapped"

A slap slapped **** Tyrion's cheek. The ranger held his mouth, squeezed the battle bow, turned and rushed into the forest, and faintly heard a sob, but a moment later, he disappeared completely. .

Only the death knight was standing on the hillside, standing in the wind, the silence was like a cold stone monument.

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