Azeroth’s Death Track

Do you feel that little Yuna has been acting strange recently?

In New Stormwind City, in the mansion of the thief girl Vanessa, Dornan, who came here as a guest, helped Vanessa clean up the table, and said to his best friend:

She hasn't bothered me for several days. That little idiot always avoids us and no longer pesters us to play cards with her. I went to see her house yesterday, and she actually cleaned it, and The few squirrels Sarantia bought for her haven’t been fed for several days, and she was very fond of those squirrels before.”

Oh, yes, and this!

Dornan took out from his trouser pocket, and took out two pieces of food that were packed in strange, non-paper or soft packaging, which looked like small round sticks. Dornan tore the packaging, and took out a Handed it to Vanessa, who looked suspiciously at the thing exuding a strong aroma in her hand, she put it under her nose and sniffed it, and then said to Dornan:

What is this? It smells like candy or something. Is it the new chocolate made by the Gilneans company?

It does taste a bit like it, but I stole it from little Yuna's cupboard.

Dornan winked at Vanessa, and the big girl lowered her voice:

Yuna hides a lot of this kind of thing. I saw her eating this kind of thing hiding in the corner of the dark temple before. After I found out, she kept pretending to be stupid, but this is very strange, she is an undead , although the shape is rather strange, but she should have no sense of taste, why would she eat these things? Has she recovered her sense of taste?

etc!

Vanessa stretched out her fingers to open Dornan's eyelids, she looked seriously at Dornan's beautiful eyes, and said seriously and worriedly:

Have you eaten this thing? It may be poisonous! Don't forget, some special toxins can regenerate the taste of the undead, hell! How long have you been eating? Come with me to the hospital!

No.

Dornan opened Vanessa's hand, she took a bite of the chocolate bar in her hand, and said to Vanessa while chewing:

I tested it with elemental magic. This thing has no toxins. Uh, if I have to say, there are some unhealthy ingredients in it. It's probably because of this that Yuna felt the smell, so she hid it. There are so many, but this thing is really delicious, try it.”

Instigated by Dornan, Vanessa took a bite carefully...

Ten minutes later, two sneaky figures ran out of Yuna's house in Midnight Garden, holding two bags in their hands, which were filled with precious food hidden by Yuna.

Dornan, wearing a mask, looked left and right, and then said to Vanessa beside him:

Aren't you curious? Where did Yuna find these things?

I'm curious.

Vanessa glanced back at Yuna's house, she lowered her voice and said:

So I put a tracking gemstone on the bear Nur's clothes that Yuna changed. The next time she goes to get these things, we can find out her little secret, hehe, that idiot, actually Dare to hide it from us...you must give her a good look!

On the other side, little Yuna, who was hiding in the world of Argus and playing a cube game with a weird engineering instrument in her hand, suddenly felt a chill. She poked her head out of her hiding place vigilantly, looked around, but did not Noticing any demons or people approaching, the little ghost scratched its head and stopped caring about these things.

She sat comfortably back in her secret base, leaning on a small sofa that didn't look like it was made by Azeroth. The wrapping papers of food and drinks were as dirty as a garbage dump, but Yuna didn't care about the environment here, she deftly closed the cube game on the mechanical instrument with her fingers, and then clicked another icon.

Yuna rubbed her hands, her little face was full of excitement. Under her feet, the energy-gathering circle left by the twins was running slowly, and faint dimensional cracks danced around Yuna, maintaining the mechanical instrument The operation of certain signals is required, the little ghost stared at the shining screen in front of her, and she whispered:

It's time for another happy card draw... This time, we must draw the SSR!

And a few seconds later...

Yuna let out a sad cry of frustration... She threw the mechanical instrument in her hand aside in a lifeless manner, and then rubbed her belly. After playing the game for 2 days, she was also a little hungry, this little idiot licked He licked his tongue, then picked up a colorful order form from his hand, and finally decided on a delicious-looking food.

Hmm... try it today, uh, how do you read this thing?

pi...zz...a?

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In the world of Azeroth, under the endless deep sea, the Nether Holy Land Storm Furnace, once set up by N'Zoth at the intersection of the void and the present world, this temple composed of endless twisted flesh and blood, has now become a Dead ruins.

Half a month ago, when the fallen titan Aggramar reached out to grab N'Zoth out of the icy sea water, the Furnace of Storms was not far away, but it was affected by the powerful power of the fallen titan, and everything in it was instantly It was destroyed, and even the entire storm furnace completely collapsed under the shock of that terrifying force.

Recently, Titan Guardians have been cleaning up the ruins of the sleeping city of Ny'alotha under this deep sea. Nearly two-thirds of the city has also collapsed, and there is still a ruin of a void gate. These things are extremely dangerous to mortals. It is impossible for the Titan Guardians to allow such dangerous things to be exposed to the world. .

Therefore, they built a permanent fort here and covered it with pure Titan energy. The entire Thundercast Legion was stationed here, and the Dark Blade Legion evacuated a few days ago, leaving only one Observe the sentry post.

Instead of the Dark Blade Legion stationed, there is a whole clan of Warhammer Lizardmen who migrated from the world of Draenor. These warriors loyal to the Old Sage reorganized the second line of defense outside the Titan Barrier, and the Lizardmen also took this land. The trench has been designated as its own gathering place. The Warhammer lizardmen have been blessed by the Old Ones. Their resistance to the void is the highest among the flesh and blood life in Azeroth. Moreover, they are powerful in combat and can live in the deep sea. It is suitable for them to guard this secret place. But that's all.

However, the Nagas are quite critical of this. The Naga believe that the entire deep sea is their own land. Two days ago, a group of radical Naga tried to expel the lizardmen here, but they were defeated by the brave lizardmen warriors. With hammers and swords covering their faces, 3000 Naga were chased and beaten by 300 lizardmen, and finally even alarmed Queen Azshara who was recuperating. What did the queen talk to the leaders of those lizardmen? Let it go.

Under the queen's order, the radical Naga generals had to pinch their noses and acknowledged the lizard people's right to rule over the dark trench. A new deep-sea race has risen. In the future era, the endless sea will no longer be It is Naga's deep sea empire that dominates, but this is actually a good thing...

At least for Queen Azshara, it is a good thing.

Sir, we found 'it'!

Inside the Titan Barrier, at the observation post in the ruins of the sleeping city of Ny'alotha, the field agents of the Dark Blade Intelligence Bureau reported to Ms. Marais, the senior agent in charge of the affairs here:

It is in the ruins of the Furnace of Storms, seriously injured and delirious, our agents are guarding it, although it is distorted, it doesn't have much aggressiveness, it seems to still retain the last thoughts .”

Um?

Agent Marais, who was browsing some documents, frowned upon hearing this. After a while, she put on a suit of armor that could move under the deep sea, followed her agent, and entered the collapsed building in the dark ocean current. In the Furnace of Storms, the Titan Guardians of the Thundercast Legion had already cleared a path here. Marais followed the cleared path all the way forward, and after a few minutes, he came to the deepest part of the Furnace of Storms.

There are still some distorted flesh and blood with void power left here, but because the largest source of void under the deep sea has been destroyed, these disgusting flesh and blood are also withering quickly, almost as if they are about to die, in the deepest ruins , and the corpses of two Faceless Men, the Sleepless Secret Party loyal to N'Zoth, they were affected by the power of Aggramar, almost dying on the spot.

Even the disgusting flesh and blood on the bodies of these two faceless men showed signs of decay, and the smell was extremely disgusting.

And at the other end of the ruins, several agents were holding green liquid tubes. They looked weird, but they were extremely suppressive against void flesh and blood creatures. Surrounded by the faceless men, Agent Marais only needs to wave his finger, and the sad faceless man will completely disappear from the world.

Both body and spirit are destroyed.

The reason why they haven't fired yet is because this faceless man has a special identity.

He is also a member of the Dark Blade Intelligence Bureau. To be precise, he is a temporary agent who has been given the most dangerous task. It is because of his sacrifice that Dark Blade and the guardians can Accurately locate the location of the Crucible of Storms and Ny'alotha. These two places do not completely exist in the present world. If you only rely on manpower to search, it may take several years.

From this point of view, the contribution made by this victim to this battle is indelible.

But now, he has turned into a sad void creature, the power of the void is extending from his body, and the unknowable mutation has made him lose the form of a human or undead, just like the real, cursed monster.

Sir, don't go near it!

Just as Marais walked towards the Faceless Man curled up in the darkness, her senior agent stopped her and said:

It's dangerous...

The invasion of the void in this world has already failed.

Marais looked back at his subordinate, and the short Salain said:

We can execute the ancient gods, but are we still afraid of a faceless man? Besides... he is one of our own! The Dark Blade Intelligence Agency, and even the Dark Blade Legion, have never given up on the rule of being one of our own!

The senior agent wanted to say something, but seeing the officer's eyes, he took a silent step back, and behind him, the agents also raised their ray guns.

Marais looked at the faceless man curled up. It was ugly, as ugly as all void creatures, but its posture was not at all what a chaotic void creature should be. It turned its back to the agents , seems to be whispering.

After Marais approached, she vaguely heard the obscure and deep voice of the Faceless Man:

Talia...Talia...go to you...wait...wait for me...go to you...

Flynn?

Marais stretched out her hand, and she called out in a low voice:

Flynn Fairwind, can you hear me?

swish

A twisted piece of flesh and blood smashed fiercely at Marais's feet like a tentacle. The Faceless Man seemed to be stimulated. It stood up in the darkness and roared like a wild beast. The twisted flesh and blood looked terrifying. Behind Marais, the agents aimed their ray guns at the Faceless Man again, but Marais stopped him.

Stop! Don't hurt him!

Marais stretched out her hand and shook the agents behind her. She relaxed her body and looked at the void creature with a height of several meters in front of her. He had no eyes. Marais couldn't guess his current situation, but She could see that on the left arm of the faceless man who had turned into a tentacle, he was still holding on to a necklace, and in the shaking necklace, there was a magical image of Taelia Fordragon.

Obviously, the reason why he has been able to persevere until now without losing his final sanity is entirely because of the strong obsession attached to this necklace.

That's his lover...

He did it all for Taelia, not for anything deeper.

Flynn! Calm down!

Marais stretched out her hands to represent her harmlessness, and amidst the chaotic roar of the Faceless Man, she walked forward, and then whispered:

You should still recognize me...I'm Marais, and I've been ordered to reclaim you...If you remember Taelia, keep going...We'll fix you, but if you lose The last sanity, completely fell into the void...

Then you'll never see her again...

Talia...

The Faceless Man roared the name in a deep and chaotic voice, which seemed to be the last pillar of his spirit, and the twisted tentacles of flesh and blood on his body slowly retracted. Seeing this scene, Marais breathed a sigh of relief, and the high-ranking agent called With a gesture, she whispered:

We're here to help you now! Don't struggle...don't fight...you'll see Taelia soon, I swear...

Behind Marais, the agents bound the Faceless Man in the darkness with chains made of special materials, but did not take away the necklace in his tentacles, which was the last thing he used to maintain his sanity.

Send it back, Sanderson.

Marais said to his adjutant:

You send it to the Duke of Bolvar yourself, and then tell the Duke everything you know, I believe...

The Duke will give him a fair trial.