Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Tick, tick"

There is nothing in the darkness, only the clear sound of the running water on the ground, so clear in this crypt covered with moss and broken stones, there is even a slightly unheard echo.

Any building has its own shadow. The rats are traveling in the shadow. They hate the sun and devote themselves to the darkness, trying to find peace in the darkness.

Not all those who worship the dark are bad people, maybe just a group of humble homeless people.

"That's mine! That's mine!"

A miserable voice rang in the darkness of the sewer, and then two entangled shadows rolled out of the darkness. They were fighting for something. The humble power attached to the twisted body splashed the water stains on the ground. And while **** each other, the abnormal viciousness and madness made the scalp numb.

In the dim light of the sewers, the two wrestling figures were so rickety, like a mouse magnified a dozen times, with a dirty tail, vicious eyes, a mouth full of teeth, no lips , And the tentacles covered with chin, the flashing eyes and faces are full of wrinkles,

Just like the punishment of time, let these creatures hiding in the dark become as ugly as the darkness they live in.

"That'smine!"

A voice uttered a shrill cry. His body was kicked into the water. In the cold water stains, he struggled hard. His hands were waving on the ground. He quickly grabbed a stone. He turned around and looked. He screamed and pounced on the **** who snatched his "treasure."

"boom"

Blood, burning blood, sharp stones smashed through the brain, the guy who grabbed the treasure in front of him shook his body, fell into the water, and the "treasure" held by his hands fell aside, the purple-black crystal The debris was also covered with blood.

"Snapped"

The perpetrator seemed to be terrified by his actions. He grabbed the blood-stained stone and shivered back a few steps. His broken robe caught his leg and caused him to fall to the ground. He looked The blood stains scattered in the water in front of him, his hands scratching on the ground, throwing the **** stone aside, the whole person was hiding in a dark corner.

Shivering.

"What did I do...I...I killed someone!"

"Ah!"

The weird creature hugged his head and gave a low and painful roar. He curled up his body and buried his head in his chest, as if to avoid the cruel reality.

"Akama will kill me...no! Akama, no, I didn't mean it!"

"It's him! He's going to grab my treasure! It's him! He... he **** it!"

"Yes! He **** it!"

The murderer seems to have convinced himself, but his mental state may have been unstable. After a few minutes, this guy came out of the darkness and picked up the blood-stained crystal fragments on the ground. He carefully put the fragments in his shabby robe Wipe clean, he lifted the debris, and in the dim light, the debris reflected the dim light.

Just like the light refracted by crystals and precious stones, the dull luster shone on this ugly face, and the obsessive light shone in those little eyes.

"Baby, my baby."

He muttered to himself, as if all his mind was absorbed by the crystal in his hand.

"Keng"

A low noise made him withdraw his hand violently and put the crystal on his chest. He looked around suspiciously and suspiciously. He lowered his head and saw the body at the foot. A vicious flicker in his eyes, He waved a foot and kicked the body under his feet into a pool not far away.

"Can't let Akama know."

The guy muttered to himself. He turned his head to look at the top of the giant sewer. At the entrance, he thought for a moment, then lifted his robe, stepped on the cold water splash, and ran towards the entrance.

"I'm leaving here! With the baby, leave forever! Akama won't know!"

The sudden thought made the lost man very happy. He thought he had found a way to avoid punishment. Like a mouse, he climbed up and down the high platform of the sewer, stretched out his hands, and grabbed the cold sewer iron gate. With the rotation of the gear, the hidden entrance opens.

The lost man holding the crystal gave a smug laugh, but when he just crawled out of the cold sewer, a tall shadow enveloped his twisted body.

The lost man felt the cold in the air in front of him. He fought a cold war. He raised his head and looked into his eyes. They were a pair of dark red eyes exuding endless chill in the dark, like a predator patrolling in the dark. same.

"what!"

A horrified hissing sounded in the dark night, completely breaking the silence of the dark temple.

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Death Knight Yrel tilted his head and looked at the lost person whose height was only two-thirds of her. This guy who hurriedly escaped was pressed on the ground by two death knights who came sincerely. Screams.

Yrel did not know the reason why the Lord Lord sent her to search the sewers of the Dark Temple, but now it seems that Lord Tyrion asked her to arrest these "mouses" hiding in the sewers.

This guy is a creature that Yrel has never seen. At least 10 years ago, before she died, Draenor should have no such creature, but Yrel felt a strange feeling from the guy with a distorted body in front of him. Familiar with.

"Catch him!"

Yrel gave the order in a hoarse voice, and the two sincere death knights hurriedly grabbed the head of the lost man, arrogantly lifted him from the ground, and the amethyst crystal held in his arms fell on it. Off the ground.

"Yep?"

The draenei death knight bent down and took the crystal fragments on the ground in her hand, her expression changed.

"Carla's fragments! Are you also collecting this thing?"

Yrel pulled the warhammer behind his backhand. This is a weapon with a strong draenei style. The warhammer made of crystal and steel is wrapped around the beating rune rune. After Yrel injected energy of death , The rune was lit, and a physical icy breath wrapped around the warhammer, like a layer of shining frost storm.

"Snapped"

The icy warhammer rested on the chin of the lost man in front of him, and forcibly lifted his head, just a moment of contact, and a thin layer of hoarfrost was wrapped around the body of the lost man. The person's body trembles even more.

He felt a fatal threat, and he was afraid.

"Does this fragment still exist?"

Yrel asked in a deep voice, using the pure Draenei language, which made the lost one stunned, but when he saw the red light shining in Yrel's eyes, he struggled with fear, Screaming and screaming, it seemed that I could not understand Yrel's voice at all.

This quickly caused the death knight to lose patience.

"Click"

Yrel's cold armor was buckled on the neck of the lost man and pulled him to his own eyes. The death knight whispered in an iconic hoarse voice:

"I know you understand, tell me, do you still have such fragments?"

"If you don't say it, you die... anyway, there are enough mice in the sewer. There must be some guys who cherish life, eh?"

"Kaka"

The steel armor tightened slowly. Under the blessing of this irresistible dark power, the lost person could feel that the air was being squeezed out of his lungs, little by little, like death in one. A little bit tightening the shackles, his small body was quickly frozen by the cold breath of Yrel’s body, which made him tremble constantly, when Yrel’s fingers tightened again. , He finally collapsed.

"No! Don't kill me."

He cried out for mercy, in draenei, probably because the shape was distorted. This sound was very harsh and unpleasant, like the sound of a torn strip of cloth.

"boom"

The lost man was thrown on the ground. He covered his neck and breathed heavily. Yrel stepped forward. The frost-like warhammer was fiercely pointed on the ground in front of the lost man, which scared him. Moving backwards, he was blocked by the death knight behind him.

"I said! I said... baby, baby is in Akama! Many, many... He monopolized the baby! He **** it!"

"Akama?"

The familiar name made Yrel grip his weapon, and the dark red light in her eyes became sharp. She whispered:

"How many of you?"

"300, no, 500, no, I don't know, many... we have many people!"

This answer made Yrel's face sink. She turned to look at the death knight beside her. She whispered:

"Go to gather more people, let's kill in!"

"Observe!"

Ten minutes later, Yrel took the death knight and the dark ranger into the sewers. The captive lost person was forced to act as a guide. In the darkness, they quickly moved forward. Soon, they came to the lost people. Hiding place.

Yrel, who was born in Shadowmoon Valley, has heard many strange stories. In those stories, the sewer of the Temple of Karapo is like a complicated maze, where many dark creatures are hidden, but they really step into After this, Yrel saw the true face of the sewer. Frankly speaking, it was no smaller than the upper level of the dark temple, and there were many signs of artificial excavation in many places.

"The captive didn't lie, there are many mice here!"

"Scattered! Grab them in the name of Master Terion!"

Under the command of Yrel, the Dark Rangers and Death Knights spread out and rushed into different tunnels. The bodies of these lost people have been severely degraded. Living in the void energy for a long time causes their bodies to shrink, weak, and character. And the will also became fragmented, and it could not be the opponent of the ruthless death knights.

And Yrel himself, led by the captives, went deep into the sewers all the way. The news of the death knights' killing seems to have spread. There are screams of panicked lost people everywhere. They didn't even think about it. Resisting, bumping around like headless flies, when the death knight was approaching, they even shook their heads on the ground like an ostrich.

If it weren’t for Tyraine’s order to catch him alive, the death knight brought by Yrel might not need 30 minutes to kill these unthreatening guys.

"There! Right there! Baby and Akama are there!"

The captive with a chain around his neck pointed to a humble stone house at the end of the sewer and shouted to Yrel, who stepped into the stone house with a warhammer.

Darkness couldn't stop the death knight's eyes. At the moment of stepping into the stone house, two sharp blades of light staggered towards Yrel's body, but was easily blocked by the solid warhammer.

"Bang"

With two soft sounds, Yrel took a step back, and her beating emotions rose in her mind like a blaze. The death knight stuck out his tongue, licked his lips, and he held the warhammer in both hands. The frost storm rose around her body, and in a hoarse cry, Yrel, wearing black heavy armor, rushed into the darkness before her like a tank.

"boom"

The huge death energy from Tyrion strengthened Yrel’s body, and she was well versed in the martial arts taught by Glokush. Between the rune of the Warhammer rune, the frost slammed forward like hail, letting that hide The sneak attacker in the dark has nowhere to hide, he can only choose to confront it head-on.

Dark gold, two sickles wrapped around the chain cut left and right towards the violent death knight. Just before the sharp blade cut into Yrel’s body, the fingers of the draenei death knight flicked, a layer of bright red The energy shield appeared on her body, flying the incoming sickle, the warhammer swinging with both hands swinging outward, and the sneak attacker who could not dodge was hit in the middle of the chest.

"boom"

This powerful blow blasted the body of the attacker into the darkness, and directly fell into the cold water stains underneath his feet. The attacker in a black hood lay on the ground, and the chain was wrapped around his body. The blow made him very painful. He struggled to get up, but at the next moment, Yrel's hoofed left foot stepped on the back of the sneak attacker, and brutally pressed him to the ground again.

Yrel’s fingers moved, and the scythe scattered on the ground was caught in the hand of death. She looked at the weird weapon. The fierce fighting in her eyes slowly dissipated. After a moment, her eyes became again. Leng Bing, she said softly:

"Long time no see...respected Archbishop Akama!"

This voice stopped the attacker's struggle for a moment. He turned his head hard and saw the death knight in the dark. Finally, he sighed and gave up his resistance:

"Voter... Yrel, the darkness has twisted you and me... have you also become... a monster?"

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