Azeroth’s Death Track

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"What happened? Mr. Tyrion?"

Far in the peaks of Alanka Forest, standing in front of Sticks, the lair of the Fallen Crows, Tyrion leaned on a large sword made from ice. He stood on the hillside and could clearly see the death knights from Rushing into the ruins of Styx in all directions, it was like a grinding plate of flesh and blood, grinding down the stubborn fallen crows little by little.

Although these fallen Crows persevered in the attack on the Auchende Necropolis, once faced with the death knights of the heavily armed death knights, their only remaining power became so weak and fragile that the twisted wings could not Flying, can't escape the sea of ​​undead that the knights set off, and has an advantage over the number?

No joke, in Draenor now, no race can match the number of undead.

In fact, when the First Battle Group entered the Alanka Peak Forest, the end of these fallen Crows who had lost their civilization and belief was already doomed.

The commander of the clan Yrel stood behind Tyrion. She was keenly aware of Tyrion’s mental fluctuations. Obviously, without her knowledge, the Dark Blade Knights had just completed an exchange.

"Nothing, Yrel."

Tyrion turned his head and smiled at Yrel, it was a rare gentle smile that rarely appeared on Tyrion's face.

"Ella chose her way. After that, the rebellious Luminas also recognized her own way. The ending is perfect."

"Ella? That gnome?"

Yrel frowned, she said softly:

"I said earlier that we should kill her. She is a living person. She does not belong to the world of the dead."

"Yeah, that is a living person, even if you give her more power, give her a better life, give her the respect she had never had before, give her everything you gave her, facing real choices At that time, she would still subconsciously stand on the side of living people, her thinking, her soul and we are out of place."

Tyrion looked at the war that had no suspense in front of him, he shook his head:

"I just want to find a possibility in Ella, a possibility that the living and the deceased can coexist, and now it seems that perhaps this experiment has failed from the beginning, it just once again verified a truth, the living Cannot coexist with the dead."

"But the orcs, the orcs of Nagrand, Mr. Tyrion, it is said that they got along well with Mr. Glokus."

Yrel reminded: "Maybe we can copy this model and trade loyalty for survival."

"But we are dead, Yrel."

Tyrion waved his left hand, the sturdy ice sword in his hand changed shape in his palm, turned into a frost lance, he lifted it up, threw it out after a short charge, and threw one head The fallen Crow who escaped with his big pocket was crucified to the ground.

After doing all this, Tyrion patted the ice residue left in his hand, and he looked back at Yrel:

"What's the use of the loyalty of living people? Do they make me feel happy because they kneel before me? Even if I accept their loyalty, will they fight for us?"

"The living will only believe in the living... The death itself is our original sin, not to mention these, let the knights send the fallen Crow back to Auchinton, the next is the ruins of Tongtianfeng, we must speed up. "

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When Ella opened her eyes, there was a white tent in front of her. This is a rare color. In the dark temple, there are rarely white decorated buildings. Tyrion and the death knight like black, and occasionally Will appreciate the blood red, but they do not like pure white, that is the color of light, death knights hate light.

Even Ella himself now feels that white is so dazzling.

She struggled to sit up on the bed, and she was in pain all over, falling down from a height of 5 meters. If it wasn’t for Luminas to control the strength and fall point, for a small dwarf, it is likely to be encountered Risk of cracking of the brain.

"Well, are you awake?"

A gentle voice came into Ella's ear, and the dwarf turned around and saw the Paladin Myra lying on the bed next to him. This guy was much worse than her, with bandages all over his body and his green eyes. Pain is still beating.

"Did you save me?"

Ella rubbed her neck and asked in a low voice: "You brought me out of Hellfire Citadel?"

"No."

The Paladin shook his head. He let out a breath and stared at the top of the tent indifferently: "It is the death knights who let us go."

"It's Lumi..."

Ella hugged her legs sadly and curled up in the corner of the bed. She lowered her head and sobbed:

"She let us go and she will be punished for it. Lord Tyrion is not a benevolent prince...Rumi is right, I am a traitor, I betrayed her, I betrayed our friendship."

The sobbing sound made the tent of only two people empty. The Paladin was silent for a moment. He sat up by the window hard. He looked at the dwarf and asked in a low voice:

"That woman...her name is Luminas, right? Luminas Yangyang."

"how do you know!"

Ella suddenly raised her head and looked at the elven paladin in front of her: "I never said Lumi's surname!"

"Because I know her, I know her better than you..."

The Paladin took two rings inlaid with red stones from his pocket, one was carefully maintained, the other was stained with dust and ashes, and could not be washed after repeated polishing. Myra put the ring in the palm of her hand. His eyes were full of sadness, and finally, he clenched his fingers.

"Because... if she didn't die in Desom, she would already be my wife..."

A few minutes later, Myra made up her mind. He swelled the light in his hands, healed his body, then stood up, staggered, put on his coat, and walked out of the tent.

"Where are you going?"

When the gnome saw Myra's stubborn back, a thought suddenly appeared in her heart, and she hurriedly stopped:

"Don't go, Lumi will kill you!"

"I accepted the order of Prince Kael'thas and came to Outland to find Tyrion. Blade of Dawn. I have met my cousin no more than 3 times since I was young..."

Myra stood at the entrance of the tent and turned back to the gnome:

"In addition to having the same surname and the same blood in my body, Tyrion is almost like a stranger to me. The real purpose of my coming here is to find my wife...Aure Leah told me that Lumi has become a death knight, so before entering the Dark Portal, I have made plans."

"When she needed me most, I didn't get to her. This pain bit my heart like a viper. I just, just didn't want to lose her anymore. I gave up my magic and learned the Holy Light for Save her, it seems...the Holy Light may not be able to help me."

"I can only rely on myself."

Myra's figure disappeared into the tent. The gnome watched the Paladin go to death. Her heart was very disturbed. She didn't know what to do. Should I go back to Hellfire Citadel with Myra, But will Lumi let her go? Will Tyraine let her go?

It’s enough to bear the fear of death once, and to get rid of the death knights, she also wants to go back to Gnomeregan, and she wants to go back to see her sister again. In the painful mood, Ella curled up, She was ashamed and timid and timid.

But this is not to blame her, she is just a weak dwarf, maybe the future will change, but now, she has no power to fight fear.

"Block! Block these bodies!"

General Darnas waved his arms, a team of soldiers ran in the position, the Griffon Knight quickly took off, threw an alchemy bomb on the heads of these undead, and the flames that burst on the dark red desolate wasteland will be awakened The undead were burned to ashes, and at the forefront of the alliance’s forward base, the warriors and paladins held up large shields, mastering the terrain advantages, and with the help of the wizards, resisted the tide of undead rushing from below.

The ground near the Dark Portal was flooded with these undead souls who did not know to run out of there. After Myra took the gnome back to the camp, they began to siege it, just like the awakened evil, leaving it to stay in the camp The commanders in the team were stunned.

Fortunately, the position selected by the advancing base is very advantageous. When the undead can't dispatch the air legion, relying on these vulnerable corpses and skeletons, it is difficult for them to break through the alliance's front in a short time.

"Look there! Darnas!"

Archmage Khadgar, who was standing next to the general, blessed Hawkeye on Danas, and looked at Khadgar’s fingers. Outside of this raging sea of ​​undead, those cruising, riding on skeleton war horses and The death knight on the death thunder let Danas take a breath.

In his eyes, the number of death knights wearing black armor is at least 300, and according to the news brought back by Myra, that fortress is definitely not just such a death knight...

"Why didn't they attack?"

General Darnas looked back at Khadgar: "If the death knight joins the battle, our outposts are likely to collapse, why don't they attack?"

"They are constantly awakening corpses buried underground!"

Archmage's face was somber, he whispered:

"They are using these walking bones to consume our energy. When we are exhausted, they will join the battle and then launch the final general attack. What a cunning undead!"

"We need support! Obviously!"

Turalyon, who rode on the war horse, rushed to the side of Nas. He turned back and pointed to the front line. The sea of ​​corpses that shook there made people feel hopeless at a glance. The Paladin shouted loudly:

"Kadgar, to reopen the door of darkness, we need support from the Alliance, there are too many corpses!"

"No!"

The Archmage figured out the dragon-scale gem in his hand. He glanced at the crack of the gem, and he replied:

"This gem can only support the opening of the Dark Portal again. If it is used now, we can only return to Azeroth...the artifact has no shadow yet! We have to return so embarrassed!"

"I'm not reconciled to be beaten back by these corpses just like this... this is so **** it!"

Danath grabbed the hat above his head and threw it aside. He rubbed his chin and looked at the map on his hand repeatedly. Finally, he grabbed Turalyon's arm and said to the Paladin:

"You go for help! Turalyon."

"Where?"

Turalyon's eyes widened: "Where do we still have reinforcements?"

"Go to the city in the north, don't you say you can hear the hymn of the Holy Light there? Since it is calling you, you will take the initiative... No matter what race, what exists, as long as it can support us! It is enough! "

Danas pointed to the northern sky and said to Turalyon:

"Kudran's Griffon will send you over, at the fastest speed! Looking at the number of these undead, we can last up to 2 days!"

"I see! Leave it to me!"

Turalyon turned and dismounted, and quickly moved to the position of the griffin cage. After he left, Khadgar hesitated and said to Danas:

"Is this really okay? A plainly masked force, hastily contacted..."

"Now this is no way."

Danas was equally worried, but looking back at the bones all over the horizon, he didn't have a very good way.

At the critical moment when the Alliance’s advancing base was surrounded by the sea of ​​undead, at the top of Hellfire Fortress, in the hall where Tyrion and Ner'zhul had a battle, Luminas was replaced with a set of armor. Standing there, she looked indifferently at the Alliance Base surrounded in the distance, holding the jewels given to her by Ner'zhul in her hands, with no emotion in her dark red eyes.

"Ella... are you there too?"

"Master Lord... we have captured a captive!"

Behind Luminas, the high-level draenei knight Shen Sheng reported:

"It's a personal paladin, the one we let go before! He said he wants to see you!"

"See what I do?"

Luminas waved her hand:

"Since it is a captive, execute it."

The death lord's voice was indifferent, but the high-level knight had his own thinking. Instead of following the order, he lowered his voice:

"He said his name was Myra. The Blade of Dawn, you... your lover."

"Snapped"

Luminas's precious jewelry was crushed directly. In the crisp sound of the gem falling on the ground, the death knight's eyes changed, and a different emotion was outlined on her cheek and reorganized. A cold smile.

"Oh, in that case, then bring him... over."

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