Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Do not!"

A sudden scream broke the tranquility of the Master Tower late at night. In the shadow of the naughty moonlight into the window, the Grand Master Jaina sat breathlessly on her bed, her beautiful blonde hair scattered on the shoulders, and beautiful On his face, in the blue water-like eyes, there was a remnant of horror from the nightmare.

In the dream that is so real that people can't distinguish between reality and illusion, Jaina saw her father, her respected and beloved father, sinking lonely in the cold sea, she saw the falling boat behind her father, The broken deck, those weird figures, she saw the nostalgia in her father's eyes, she saw her father reach out and wanted to touch her.

But the next moment, the endless darkness came from all directions, like a dark tentacle, dragging her father into the deep sea.

She was watching this scene, trying to reach out to save her father, but found that... behind her, there was also a dark and merciless darkness, until the pair of ice-blue eyes lit up in the dark, Jaina’s Her heart was filled with fear, and the next moment, she woke up from a nightmare.

This has been the same nightmare she has been doing for 5 consecutive days. For the mage, such dreams have appeared again and again, undoubtedly indicating a dark future, but Jaina refused to accept that future.

She repeatedly persuaded herself that this was just an illusion caused by worrying too much about her father, but after falling into a hard sleep every night, it was still the cruel and cold dream that came to her mind.

She looked around with a daze. This was her mage tower. Like the other mage towers in Dalaran, under the brand-new shell, the ancient heritage was hidden. Jaina got up from the bed and she was wearing pajamas. Walked to the window and looked at the quiet night outside the window. The lights shining across the streets of Dalaran lit up the city like a bright light in the dark.

"I'm going back to Kul Tiras!"

This thought suddenly appeared in Jaina's heart, and then she couldn't linger anymore. She took a deep breath and slowly pushed into the shadow behind her. The sound of the voice came, and after a while, she changed into purple and The white mage robe, Jaina put a cloak on her shoulders.

Because of the accident some time ago, she is still banned by the mentor, but for the magical genius, it is not a difficult thing to provoke anyone to leave Dalaran, especially recently, the entire northern border is in the undead. Even when Dalaran was affected by the threat of panic.

But just before Jaina left the room, her eyes were suddenly attracted by a letter in the center of the table.

The Archmage of the Proudmoore family can be sure that there was no such letter there before falling asleep... A feeling of being peeped immediately climbed into Jaina’s heart, and she reached out vigilantly to release a detection spell At the same time, he added a thick layer of ice armor to himself.

But a moment later, the light of detecting magic dimmed, and the feedback information told her that she was the only one in the room.

Jaina stepped forward and opened the letter with her magical hand to unfold it. It was a special piece of paper with some weird fragrances floating on it, and there was only a simple sentence on the paper.

"Dai Lin is dead, but he left you with a gift...the secret is right on Lake Lordanmere."

"Snapped"

The stationery was torn and shattered in Jaina’s angry eyes. She didn’t believe it at all, and she didn’t want to believe that her powerful father would die quietly. A hero like him, even if he died, would be a A trembling battle for the whole world.

"Lordhammere..."

Jaina gritted her teeth, put her cloak over her head, and left the mage tower quietly. She wanted to go there to see who was pretending to be a ghost, but Jaina was not stupid. Before leaving Dalaran, She put a magic letter into the mailbox on the roadside. Soon, the letter will be delivered to her brother, the powerful Archmage Kel'Thuzad, and once something goes wrong, her cat-lover becomes mad. Brother, will come to rescue her as soon as possible.

Although the two were somewhat unhappy when they got along, Jaina believed that his brother, who was cold to everything, still had a trace of self-persistence and kindness.

However, pure Jaina is not clear. Who is she facing this time...

Lake Lordan Mill, the largest freshwater lake in the entire Tirisfal Glades, and one of the lakes with the highest water content in northern Xinjiang. From the sky, it looks like a jewel embellishing the dark Tirisfal Glades, Shining in the moonlight.

At midnight, the lake's surface is calm like a mirror, and the moonlight returns, making the surrounding environment quieter, making people unbearable to break this tranquility.

Jaina in the cloak walked out of the jungle, powerful magic lingering on her body. As a true genius who passed the examination of Dalaran Master at the age of 17, Jaina had enough power to protect herself, and her future must be impossible Limited... provided that she still has future words.

"You came..."

Standing on the edge of the lake, facing away from the vigilant Archmage, is a tall figure in a black cloak. He has gray hair, and this figure makes Jaina feel familiar. She seems to have seen him before.

"who are you?"

Jaina held the Ice Staff in both hands and asked in a low voice:

"Why would you say my father... in short, boring rumors! What the **** do you want to do?"

"Well, I haven't seen you in a few years. Your temper is getting worse and worse, Miss Jaina."

Tyrion slowly turned around. He looked at Jaina behind him. When she saw this face, Jaina also remembered her encounter at Torrent Castle several years ago. A little embarrassment flashed in her eyes, but she was very It soon became cold again:

"Tirion. Blade of Dawn! How dare you step here alone?"

A trace of fear flashed in Jaina's eyes. She pressed the inner uneasiness and asked aloud:

"Did you not bring your wife together this time? Or, are you ready to be destroyed here?"

"Well... these words won't give you confidence and strength, little girl."

Tyrion did not care about Jaina's attitude. He looked at the daughter of the sea in front of him. Those blue eyes and the shining light in it were almost exactly the same as Dai Lin.

"I am the King of Dark Blades, Jaina, I can go where I want to go...Your emperor and his army cannot stop me, of course, I am not here to plan some cruel killings and conspiracy."

Tyrion reached out his hand, and under the black gloves, a silver anchor pendant swayed in the air:

"I just replaced my friend to say goodbye to his favorite daughter, that's all."

"Uh"

Tyrion released her hand, and the silver pendant was slowly brought to the spot of Jaina standing in the cold wind. The eyes of the Archmage were full of tears, and her body was shaking slightly. She It’s clear to me what this Proudmoore family’s necklace passed down from generation to generation for his father. He couldn’t give it to Tyrion...that is to say...he really...

"Do not"

Jaina uttered a painful cry. She knelt down on the ground weakly, clutching the silver pendant with both hands. With great emotion, she had lost the calmness and decisiveness that the mage should have. Like an ordinary 18-year-old girl, she vented her pain in tears.

"You are dazed, boy."

Tyrion strolled to Jaina's eyes. He crouched down and looked at the daughter of the sea who had removed all the precautions. He stretched out his hand and stroked her long blond hair. He said softly:

"Dai Lin definitely doesn't want to see you now... The son of the sea has greeted his destiny, and the daughter of the sea, can he carry the heavy mission he left behind? Tell me, Jaina, you can make Is your father proud?"

"You killed him?"

Jaina lowered her head, put her hands on her chest, and hugged the pendant deadly. There was a trace of unforgettable hatred in her crying voice. The extreme emotion gave her new power, such as opening the mist. With both hands, she saw her future.

Faced with this problem, Tyrion did not hide much.

"Yes, I took his life, I gave him a new..."

"boom"

Tyrion’s voice was interrupted by a sudden horror frost, and beside them, the silence of Lake Lordan Mill was completely broken, and the magical elements that had penetrated into the water droplets were completely awakened in the roar of an angry soul Those ices bursting out of the unknowable space, covering the teraion in front of them layer by layer.

It's like a cold and dead ice coffin.

And in front of him, Jaina slowly stood up, the fine ice wrapped around her robe in a symbiotic way, on her skin, on her hair, covered with crystal spikes With Jaina's whole body, her eyes became as bright as ice, and the horror frost magic talent of the girl of the sea was completely sealed by eternal pain at this moment.

Her face was slowly covered with ice, and under the terrifying low temperature emanating from all over her body, her blond hair also fluttered, and the golden luster gradually changed into what the ice should have pale.

According to the original historical trajectory, it will take decades for Jaina to awaken the strongest power within herself in the pain of the destruction of the port city of Thera that she built with one hand, but now, for the souls that are not involved in the world, Said that the death of his father became the last key to understanding the power of this taboo.

But it's a pity... now that Jaina's manipulation of magic powers, she can't control this terrible power.

In other words, the daughter of the sea immersed in the will of revenge has no intention of controlling...

The terrible frost wave took the place where Jaina stood as the center, spreading wildly in all directions. Those jungles, lakes, and the earth were completely covered in this cold and eruptive explosion. This horrible magic wave In a flash, it attracted the attention of the Archmage of Dalaran, and together with the city of Lordaeron outside the lake, it was also awakened by the cold wind blowing in the middle of the night.

"You took my father's life..."

Jaina raised her head. In her hands, the pendant of the silver anchor shone brightly. Under the blessing of this family treasure, the power of the daughter of the sea was raised again. She extended her hand just like the frost queen. All five fingers were already there. Covered with bone frost, the face mixed with ice chips looked more deadly, and the godless eyes stared at the frozen Tyrion in front of her, she said softly:

"I want to take yours too..."

"Wow"

The heavy wand, wrapped in arcane magic, hit the ice block sealed with Tyrion like a sharp blade, but at the moment when the wand fell, a black gloved hand broke the ice Chun, firmly grasping the staff, the ice around Tyrion's body shattered at this moment, he looked at Jaina, who was controlled by the excessive magic in front of him, and shook his head somewhat sadly.

"Children don't want to play adult toys... this is not the power you should manipulate now, it is too dangerous for you."

"boom"

With a soft sound, the fingers of the King of Dark Blade crushed the ice on Jaina’s neck, accompanied by the influx of weak but sharp energy of the undead, and the operation of the blood of frost flowing wildly in Jaina’s body was Forcibly interrupted, the spread of the horrible frost tide stopped at this moment, and Jaina, who was already exhausted, rolled her eyes and fell into Tyrion's arms.

The King of Dark Blade touched the pale hair of the daughter of the sea, he hummed a lullaby softly:

"Sleep, sleep, good boy, when you wake up... you will see a new world."

He held Jaina Proudmoore standing in the center of the icy storm. The shocking pale ring almost covered the entire Lake Lordanmere and the surrounding land, under the ravages of uncontrolled frost. , This piece of land will not grow.

The power of the girl in his arms...enough to change the world.

"Undead! Let go of her!"

"Release Jaina! You madman!"

Two explosions rang in the lake one after the other, and Tyrion raised his head. In front of him, there was the rushing Archmage Kel'Thuzad and a group of combat mages. Behind him, he rushed out of the city with the Royal Guard , Prince Alsace in Lordaeron wearing Paladin armor.

"that's nice..."

Tyrion's fingers moved slightly, and a icy bite of ice flicked at his fingertips, a flash of joy flashed in his ice-blue eyes:

"It's all here, tonight...Let me change your destiny."

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