Azeroth’s Death Track

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In any world of interpersonal communication, anyone in it must follow certain rules.

Join an unknown stranger to tell you the truth. Generally speaking, you may not thank him, you will only find him annoying.

It is really important to decide whether you want to listen to and accept his opinions. The person who spoke to you "what did you do" and "what is he doing."

If you want to impress others with a few beautiful words, your words have enough weight. In other words, any language that wants to achieve its goals must be accompanied by practical actions.

For example, in the midnight cemetery now, Tyrion is not just trying to persuade Agatha, he really took action to prove his actions.

"You and your sisters will be free and will no longer be controlled by Hella or Odin, but everything has a price, and their souls will be tightly bound to me!"

Tyrion stretched out his hands. At the top of ten fingers, the black soul fire was beating. He stretched his fingers towards Wagri's body. This action made Agatha feel bad. She tried to struggle, but under her feet The chain of her bound her tightly.

Until Tyrion's ten fingers covered in black fire, like a hot knife, stabbed into her chest.

"what!!!"

The Shadow Angel felt that her heart was choked. The pain of burning the soul made her unable to bear the scream of madness. Her arms subconsciously hugged Tyrion’s body, and Wagri’s power was overwhelmed. Tyrion's armor rattled.

"I, Terion. The blade of dawn, the king of dark blades, the ruler of the undead! I will give you free will to walk in the world of living people, as long as I continue to live, you and your sister will also continue Alive!"

Tyrion used the method of careful teaching by Bunsandi to find the node where they link with Hella’s soul in the body of the soul of Wagri, which is a very painful process for him now. , His soul felt no more stinging than Agatha, but he had to do it.

"Freedom, life... and power beyond death. This is my contract with you. Will you accept my gift?"

Tyrion's face became paler, and in the trembling of Agatha's body, his fingers buckled the node of the dark soul of the Wagri's soul, and he looked at the tile before him. Gree's eyes, he shouted loudly:

"Agatha! You! Can't refuse this gift!"

"Click"

Tyrion gathered all the powers of her soul on the palm of her hand. The black flame representing the power of the soul was extremely active at this moment. Agatha also realized what Tyrion was doing. She became so imprisoned for a long time. The last glance gleamed in the gloomy eyes. Her arms became gentle and embraced the painful Tyrion. The power of the Shadow Angel resonated with Tyrion's soul at this moment.

"boom"

The dark node in her soul's body burst like a broken glass, and the black flame representing the power of Tyraine's soul exploded from the inside of the soul body of Wagri at this moment, as if falling from the sky Black fire enveloped Wagri and Tyrion in her arms.

At this moment, the high-level knights resting in Stormwind City felt the trembling of the soul of the Dark Blade King at the same time. The quiet midnight garden was like a torrent of eruption at this moment. The resting knights carried weapons and crossed silently. Get on the horse and rush to the cemetery from all directions.

After the black flames disappeared, in the silent gaze of the high-level knights coming around, a tall waggle lingering in the whole body with pale light, no trace of darkness half kneeled in the center of the cemetery, her wings gathered Protecting his body, under the watchful eyes of the silent knights, Agatha recovered his helmet from the ground and buckled it on his head.

She looked complexly at the unconscious King of Dark Blades. Eventually, she reached out and held Tyrion tenderly in her arms.

"Bon Sandy did teach you a lot, but... this is not the power you should use now...reckless behavior will always pay a price, if you are still sober, I will ask you... is it worth it?"

Vagri picked up the King of Dark Blades, and she wandered forward, and the high-level knights slowly gave way to her, because they could clearly feel that the pure and noble creature in front of them, and their king The souls have a real connection, they are symbiotic.

"Wow"

In the gaze of the high-level death knights, the white wings behind Agatha flapped and hugged Tyrion into the night sky of Stormwind City, just like the angels who came to the world. The activities of the undead were awakened by the living people, they were stunned to watch the legendary white angel hug the king of the undead into the sky, and some sincere believers even kneel to the ground, calling this scene For miracles.

In the sky, a gentle night wind blew on Wagri's long white hair. She looked down at the unconscious Tyrion and whispered:

"Tirion. Blade of Dawn...I, Agatha, I accept what you give...freedom."

"thank you."

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"Wow, wow"

Wagri's flight speed is very fast, they can freely travel through the shadow world and reality, which means that nothing in reality can stop their footsteps, which makes Agatha's flight very convenient. "She was shining between the trees and the rocks, crossing the hills of the eastern continent at a rapid speed, and in just ten minutes, she came from the storm city to the deserted snowy mountains of Kazmodan between.

In the dark snow, Agatha's figure stopped outside an unnamed cemetery in the mountains, her wings closed, her hands holding the unconscious King of Dark Blades in an ambiguous gesture, and strode into In front of the graveyard covered with snow.

"Annara, come out, I know you are here!"

Agatha shouted a name in the snow, and a moment later, in the deepest part of the cemetery, a guy with 6 points similar to her appeared in front of her.

It looked like a wagri, but unlike Agatha wearing a war helmet, her graceful body was only covered with a soft tulle, and the faint blue light lingered around her body, her A pair of wings is also softer than the silhouette of Wagri's wings. Between the flapping of the wings, this creature named Annara is actually more like the angel of mortal legend than Wagri.

She is a soul healer and the protagonist of those angel legends.

The relationship between Soul Healer and Wagri is complicated. They share the same source, but when Hella led Wagri to betray Odin, not all Wagri stood with her. Opposite Odin.

Headed by the sea witch Al, Golden Wagri is a fanatic of Odin. They regard the ceremony of twisting Wagri’s soul as a glorious promotion with pain. After Hella’s betrayal, Al and her golden The Valkyrie is still on Odin's side.

And there are a few Wagris who both resent Odin’s cruelty, but are also reluctant to follow Hella’s betrayal. In the hostility between the two sides, they finally chose a cowardly escape and did not contact anyone on both sides, forming a small self. Groups are distributed in all corners of the world.

They are soul healers. They are better at healing the wounds of the soul than Wagri, who is good at fighting and conscripting souls. By the way, some undead souls are returned to their bodies.

At present, in the few real-life “resurrection” cases in the whole world, there are figures of soul healers participating, but probably because of past experience, soul healers are mostly lonely, they will not appear in front of mortal eyes, secretly It is their code of conduct, but after Hella forcibly broke the soul reincarnation of the abyss of the underworld, these stubborn soul healers are still trying to maintain the cycle of life and death in the world.

"Agatha? Hella's doglegs! Why... "Benevolent" elder sister, finally decided to strike us?"

Soul healer Annara's tone is not friendly. This is natural. In the past tens of thousands of years, the traps and traps from Hella have caused them to lose many sisters. The former elder sister, in the eyes of today's soul healers, Has fallen into a real monster, even more hateful than Odin.

"I have nothing to do with Hella."

The wings behind Agatha spread out, and the pure pale halo shone on her body. This was Wagri's original soul light, which was different from the golden Wagri infused with Titan's power, and not from being Shadow Wagri, infused with the power of Hell, is the purest soul.

"With the help of new friends, I am freed from the eternal loneliness..."

Agatha placed Tyrion in her arms gently on the ground. She looked at the soul healer in front of her. She whispered:

"Sorry for the things we have done to you in the past, but please believe us and hurt our former sisters, we are not voluntary..."

"hurt?"

Soul healer Annara said sarcastically:

"Twist my sisters into brainless monsters and inject the power of shadow into their pure bodies, turning them into ruthless killing machines, and you just call this "harm"?"

She glanced down at the unconscious Terion, and the Soul Healer frowned quickly:

"A necromancer, a powerful necromancer, if I guessed right, this should be the Terion. The Blade of Dawn, which has recently stirred up the continent's tranquility. He twisted many noble souls into walking corpses, The cycle of life and death was seriously disturbed by him... Was he helping you? Are you sure that such a villain will kindly help you? Or that he has somehow tampered with your memory to serve you? "

Agatha shook her head, she said in a deep voice:

"He learned how to lift Hella’s imprisonment of our souls from Bangsandi, but you also saw that he will not use the power of the soul at all, and he will be blindly brutal, and his soul will be terrified. But he did give me the same gift, he did not enslave me, Annara, he gave me an equal contract... he coexisted his soul and my soul together to avoid my soul being scattered."

"Huh, it's really "trust" at the bottom."

The soul healer exclaimed:

"In order to attract you, he is really painstaking, that is to say, you are really free, and he can't force you to do anything unless it is a matter of life... wait, you brought him here to let me Help him?"

"Yes, when it comes to healing souls, there is no one better than you in this world."

Agatha sincerely said:

"Look at our past sentiments, help him."

"Love? We have no love at all."

The Soul Healer hangs in the air in a non-lady posture, hovering in the air, she looks at Agatha, and there is a hint of play in her eyes:

"So you let me help, okay, but you also want me to do something."

"such as?"

Agatha asked, a very uncomfortable expression suddenly flashed on the soul healer's face. While waving her hands, she wrapped the power of the blue soul around Tyreon's body and complained:

"You know, I didn't live here before, I live in Azshara, the best place in Kalimdor...I like my home, but recently, there was a nasty blue dragon there ..."

"Blue Dragon? Aren't they not very involved in mortal affairs?"

Agatha asked curiously:

"How did it bother you?"

"It...it's annoying."

The Soul Healer was a little embarrassed, but after a while, she sighed very humanely:

"That blue dragon is pursuing me, it wants me to be its spouse, it's really embarrassing... and it's stalking, no matter how I refuse, it will actively seek death, just to meet me, it knows that I don't I will let its soul go. In short, I was annoyed by it for several years before I had to hide here and help me teach it! Drive it away!"

"Uh..."

The complaints of the soul healer made Agatha fall into a strange silence. When Wagri was still in the abyss of hell, he had heard of his fellow fellow escapers, and sometimes experienced very wonderful stories, but Annara’s This story is a bit too exciting, right?

"Actually, Kazmodan's scenery is also good, but how to say, the arrival of the undead makes this place strange, and a few days ago a death knight secretly found it."

The Soul Healer glared at the unconscious Tyrion. She said helplessly:

"That's a woman death knight, it should be the subordinate of this guy. Her name is Luminas, a very cunning woman. I'm sure she has found me...just when I was traveling in the wetland, she was accidentally killed by her. Once I saw it, the woman was also very annoying...she always wanted to let me out to meet her, but I knew that she just wanted to catch me and ask her majesty to give her credit, which is really a lunatic."

The Soul Healer snorted, and soon became happy again:

"But I'm more powerful. I tricked her to the top of Xueshan, and then pushed her into a snow ditch straight into the mountain crack. Maybe she hasn't climbed out yet, let her hit my crooked brain! This little The punishment should calm her down."

"Uh, your life...it's really colorful."

Agatha looked at Tyrion, whose souls fluctuated more and more slowly. She was relieved and said to the soul healer in front of her:

"I will pass on your request to Tyrion, he should be able to help you."

"Well, okay, I have been hiding for several years anyway, and I don't care about more years."

Annara smiled and reached out to brush her long pale hair. She looked at Agatha. After a while, she whispered:

"In short, congratulations on your freedom. In addition, do you think about how to face Hella’s revenge? Our "elder sister" is not the one who will take the initiative to serve the soft... her revenge is estimated to be very Coming soon."

"Not ready yet!"

Agatha moved her hands. She looked back at the moonlit snow scene behind her. She said softly:

"Let Tyrion get a headache, he will come up with a solution, especially if he is still in contact with Bang Sandy. As for me... I want to enjoy my new life, it is better to start with one Let's start the trip."

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