Azeroth’s Death Track

Flynn is running wildly.

Every time he turned around, he saw Tyrion holding a black sword chasing him from behind, unhurriedly, with a mocking smile on his hateful face, as if that smile was his real body.

The young captain ran frantically on this misty wasteland. There was only a piece of cold mist in front of him, which blocked Flynn's vision. He didn't know where to go... It seemed that the end of every direction was... Representing the whistling death, every time he takes a step forward, in the mist in front of him, there will be those wailing and floating undead, those faces, familiar, unfamiliar, friends, enemies, those that make him hate people.

they are all dead...

Trapped in this Tyrion-ruled abyss of despair, never truly freed, they screamed for Flynn to help them, they wanted to rest in peace, they pleaded, they called Flynn behind their backs name.

But Flynn, who was chased by death, ran away panting heavily, but never dared to turn his head back. Perhaps, the moment he turned his head, he would disappear miserably from the world of the living just like these undead.

sorry Sorry!

I can not do it!

Howling, like a helpless child, Flynn threw away his hands and ran forward with all his strength. He broke into the fog, but in the change of light, his collar was caught again. A cold finger clenched tightly.

Tyrion!

Tyrion holding a bone sword appeared in front of him, and the surrounding fog completely dissipated at this moment. Flynn screamed. He found that he was standing on a cliff, and his body lifted by Tyrion , has been completely suspended, he looked back, under the cliff behind him, flowing like dark abyss water, in that black water, soaked in countless bones and skeletons...

Those skeletons floated in the water, their black eye sockets looking up, as if expecting the next victim.

no, do not want!

Flynn looked at the expressionless Tyrion in front of him, and the high lord looked at him indifferently. Under Flynn's despairing eyes, Tyrion let go of his collar fingers one by one.

This is the price you pay for being close to my daughter! Offal!

Fall into the abyss!

No!!!

Flynn's body was thrown off the cliff. He frantically shook his hands in the air, trying to grasp the hope that didn't exist, but at the last moment, all he could see was Tyrion's cold face. His face, and those ice-blue eyes full of contempt, seemed to be mocking his weakness and incompetence.

No!!

Flynn opened his eyes suddenly. The terrified young man sat up from the cold bed dancing and dancing. Like a child frightened by a nightmare, his eyes were scattered, and he looked at the black room in front of him with a blank attitude.

Surrounded by walls made of icy rocks, under the dim light of the spar lamps, some strange patterns can be vaguely seen. The whole room is empty except for a bed and a stone table. None of the windows.

Just like a standard cage.

so far so good...

Flynn's breathing became steady, and he reached out his hand to touch his heart. There was a beating heart there, which made the young man very relieved. The nightmare just now was just a dream.

Looking at you... are you scared?

But at the moment when Flynn was completely relaxed, a deep voice suddenly came from the shadows in the corner, and the young man was so frightened that he almost jumped up again.

Who! Who's there!

Flynn stood on the stone bed, clenched his hands into fists, and posed in a fighting posture. Under his vigilant gaze, a slender figure walked out from the endless shadows, from the curve of the double S body. Among them, one can easily tell that this is a charming woman, and Flynn also recognizes her.

The iconic white mask on the face, and the black uniform and riding boots that cannot be faked... This is the leader of the dark blade agent who followed the blood mistress to catch him in Port Amway, if Flynn didn't remember If I'm wrong, this lady should be called Shadow?

Hmm, what a weird name.

Flynn Fairwind, you're in luck.

Shadow was standing 5 meters away from Flynn. She had one hand on her hip and played with the thorny horsewhip in her other hand. She tilted her head and looked at the weak living creature in front of her. She could feel Flynn's hostility, but It makes no sense.

The Dark Blade Intelligence Agency has found out that you have nothing to do with N'Zoth's power, you are just a poor creature being used, so the High Lord kindly gave you a second chance, believe me, this is a rare treatment , in the past ten years, only a handful of people have survived in a situation similar to yours, so I think you should feel lucky.

By the way, do you want to hear the High Lord's evaluation of you?

The atmosphere in the room didn't really relax because of Shadow's relaxed description.

Flynn still looked at Sallein vigilantly. After a few seconds of silence, he lowered his voice and asked:

Talia...is she okay?

The little princess is fine now, don't bother you!

Shadow's voice became a little more indifferent:

You should thank the little princess for your sacrifice, because the appearance of you bastard made Princess Taelia completely lose the chance to inherit any inheritance from the great lord. She could have easily become the most powerful person in Azeroth. Queen, but she gave it all up for a...well, a puny man.

Flynn's expression darkened, he survived, and Taelia survived, which should have been two happy things, but after hearing the price Taelia had paid for it, the young and romantic captain But no matter what, I can't be happy.

Anyone can claim that they don't care about wealth or power, but there is an upper limit to this kind of arrogance. Flynn knows that even if it is only one tenth of the inheritance left by the great lord Tyrion. Enough for countless people to spend everything to get it, Taelia instinctively and reasonably got it all, just as the shadow said, she could have become the most dazzling queen in this world, but she gave up.

Just because Flynn...

Although this young captain is conceited, he also has self-knowledge. If he were Taelia, it would be difficult for him to make up his mind. Because of this, the sacrifice Taelia made for him made Flynn feel even more Filled with guilt, that silly girl almost gave up her entire future for him.

Perhaps, what Little Yuna said was right, their encounter was a mistake from the very beginning.

Can I see her?

Flynn was silent for several minutes. He sat weakly on the edge of the bed, holding his hair with both hands. He asked softly:

I will leave Taelia, I will disappear by myself, I...I don't deserve what Taelia has done for me, she deserves the best and brightest future, I just want, before leaving, I I just want to see her, even if it's from a distance.

Are you joking?

Facing Flynn's request, Shadow snorted, and she said in a cold tone:

Do you think that the internal affairs of the Dawnblade family are as arbitrary as the decisions made by your pirate brothers? Taelia made an oath before death, which cannot be changed, and it has nothing to do with you! Recognize Your own identity, Flynn Fairwind, until now, in this matter, you are just a small role, and all your thoughts and actions can't change anything.

Look up! Look at me!

The shadow's scolding made Flynn raise his head subconsciously. He saw the blood-red eyes under the mask of the condescending shadow. The Dark Blade agent said calmly:

I watched Taelia grow up bit by bit. That child is kind-hearted, and that is her biggest weakness. If you want to spend her life with her, then you must be the shadow behind her and help her. Block those sharp arrows from the darkness, this is the only request from the High Lord and Taelia's other two fathers...

In other words, you have to make sacrifices and prove yourself, capable, and qualified to be by Taelia's side! You can't see her now unless you complete your mission... Of course, the Dark Blade Intelligence Agency is a very An organization that values ​​rules, so I will still ask you politely...Are you going to reject this mission?

You mean...you mean...

The shadow spoke very directly, which hurt Flynn's heart, but the meaning revealed in the shadow's words made Flynn, who was originally hopeless, stand up abruptly at this moment. The young captain stretched out his hand with shining eyes, and put it on the shadow Over his shoulder, he asked excitedly:

I can associate with Taelia? Those three undead lunatics, did they agree?

Um?

Shadow's knife-like eyes looked at Flynn's fingers on her shoulders. This action made Flynn withdraw his hands immediately in fright. This action made Shadow nodded in satisfaction. She looked at Flynn as if It was like looking at a pile of garbage, but in the end, she could only say in a helpless tone:

Talia won this for you. Major General Cyrus did not express any objection, but Duke Bolvar thinks it is impossible for you to do it. As for the great lord, the great lord has a very bad opinion of you... he I think you are hot in every way, but you can give your life for his daughter anyway, so he doesn't mind giving you a chance.

The day you fulfill your mission, Taelia will be truly free...she can do whatever she wants, including...marry you.

So now, Flynn Fairwind, let me ask you again, are you going to give up this mission?

The shadow questioned for the second time, and this time, Flynn did not hesitate any longer. He shook his head and waved his fists:

Give up? No! No!

I'm ready! My ship was destroyed by you, so I need a ship, a group of trustworthy people, and a meal that will fill me up, and then I can go!

Looking at Flynn, whose face was red and seemed to be full of hope, the shadow was silent for a moment. After a few seconds, the high-ranking agent handed a sealed black scroll to Flynn. She watched Flynn hold the scroll carefully. In her hands, as if holding her entire future, she couldn't help asking:

Don't you see what this mission is?

unnecessary!

Flynn shook his head vigorously, stretched out his hand to brush his hair, and said:

Talia has prepared everything for me. All I have to do is to step into the tumbling fate. If I can't even do this... then I really don't deserve it her.

Whatever you need me to do! I'll do it!

This answer is not perfect, but it is enough for the shadow. The senior agent looked at Flynn, and at the moment when she returned to the shadow, she asked again in a low voice:

One last question...

Flynn, do you still hate the High Lord? He destroyed Liberty Town and killed all your friends...

Hate? No!

Captain Flynn moved his body, he said indifferently:

Hate is indeed very important, but compared to my Taelia, that thing is nothing. I believe that if my friends know about it, they will also bless me.

Trust me, they will!

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boom

Mistress Blood gently pushed open the door of Tyrion's office, and the moment she walked into the darkness, her nose wrinkled, and she smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

Tyrion Dawnblade, the man who terrifies the entire Azeroth, the strongest man in the world, is sitting quietly in the dark right now, with his back to the door, in his chair On the ground next to it, there are all kinds of wine bottles, which are almost all the fine wines from all over the world, from the Dragon's Breath Wine that is enough to intoxicate a giant dragon, to the Dream Fairy Wine brewed by the Pandaren Brew Masters, Even the priceless gold Azshara rum that has been stored in the deep sea for more than 10,000 years.

In the eyes of knowledgeable people, this pile of wine bottles means a considerable amount of wealth, perhaps not enough to buy a kingdom, but more than enough to buy a city.

There was no sound in this dark room. Mistress Blood stepped over the bad ground and walked in front of her husband. She looked at the great lord who was slumped in the chair. Tyrion's eyes were wide open, and there was no drunkenness in her eyes. It is natural that he is an undead, and undead will not get drunk.

Maybe, he was just looking for some kind of feeling... Pain? still sad?

Talia is gone.

Alleria knelt down and looked at her husband distressedly. She had never seen her husband so lost. Those icy blue eyes even lost the luster of the past. The person sitting here was no longer The Dark Blade King who planned the world, now he is just a sad father.

The blood mistress stretched out her hand, holding the face of the great lord, she said softly:

I sent her back to Draenor, where she will recuperate for a period of time. The child wants to say sorry to you personally... She regrets it, and she loves you very much, just like she loves her real father.

But I lost her, Alleria.

The High Lord whispered:

We all lost her. The children grow up and live alone without their parents. I knew this day would come. I thought I was ready, but no... N'Zoth's plot worked, Aurelia Ya, I'm in pain...I'm sad, it's like being pierced through the heart, pierced through the soul.

I thought nothing could resist death, I was wrong...

Love, love is the sharpest sword under this starry sky. The most desperate thing is that I was injured voluntarily...

I know I know.

Alleria bent down and held Tyrion's head in her arms. She leaned against the body of the great lord, kissed Tyrion's forehead lightly, and whispered:

I know, you love them, those children, but we should bless them, that's what parents should do, we need to bear the pain of parting alone, but you will never be alone...I will always be there By your side, Tyrion, I'm by your side...

The great lord didn't say a word, he hugged his wife tightly with both hands, he greedily felt Aurelia's love, he was immersed in it, he didn't look like a dead person at all.

do not leave me...

Never, don't let me go into the dark alone...