Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 121 24. Farewell

Bronzebeard, Wildhammer and Dark Iron, these are the three clans of the dwarves.

The War of the Three Hammers 300 years ago is already an ancient history. As we have said before, in the final stage of the Dwarven Civil War, the Dark Iron Prince Old Thaurissan, who was unwilling to fail, summoned monsters from other worlds, intending to fight back from the Jedi , but very bad luck summoned the phantom of the power of Ragnaros, the king of fire.

Not only the Red Ridge Mountain where the Dark Iron dwarves lived was torn in two during the volcanic eruption, but even the Dark Iron dwarves were enslaved by the curse of the Fire Demon King, and could never be free again.

300 years is nothing to long-lived species like dwarves, but 300 years is enough to change many things. The power of the Fire Lord has penetrated into the blood of every black iron dwarf, making their eyes become Dark red, let the dwarves who knew nothing about magic master fire magic, and made their racial character more irritable.

As some human miners who have dealt with the black iron dwarves said, what seems to flow in the blood vessels of these black dwarves is not blood, but burning flames.

Members of such a race suddenly appeared in front of Tyrion on this bleak night, blocking his way, which could not help but make the death knight feel a bit of malice.

Although he is not afraid.

The Thorium Brotherhood is different from those black irons who are willing to be slaves in Darkforge City!

Tyrion's steed remained silent in the dark, while the death knight himself stepped aside with the leader of the Dark Iron dwarves, whispering secrets.

The black iron dwarf named Hansel Heavy Fist wore a red robe, but inside the robe, there was the sound of armor colliding. The dwarves are all blacksmiths, so Tyrion can be sure that this guy is This meeting, also has hesitation and vigilance.

Hansel stared at the silent death knight with his dark red eyes. The character of the dwarves determined that they were not good businessmen, so after a few minutes of contact, he stated his purpose carelessly.

The Thorium Brotherhood is committed to resisting Ragnaros the Firelord and freeing our people from long slavery. Frankly speaking, this is almost impossible. We have tried for more than 200 years. Every action They all ended in failure.”

There was an undisguised wry smile on Hansel's face, he took out a wine bottle, took a sip of the wine, and said in a low voice:

We were going to give up, but today, we saw hope again! We don't know what those sneaky death knights did to attract the dragon's attack, but he actually expelled With the power of the Fire Lord, we really feel the curse in our blood is being lifted, and this is the first time in 300 years that we feel the taste of freedom.

It is not good?

Tyrion said dryly:

The curse has been lifted, the Fire Demon King has been expelled, no one can control you anymore, should I congratulate you?

If only things were that simple.

Hansel snorted, he turned his head to look at the location of the Black Stone Mountain, and said in a deep voice:

Not all the dark irons hate the Lord of Fire Demon as much as we do. In 300 years, the backbone of too many dark iron dwarves has been broken, turning them into the most loyal servants of Ragnaros. It's like the owner's dog! It's disgusting, they feel panicked after being freed, and now in the Darkforge City, I'm afraid those warlocks have started to try to summon their master again.

While talking, the dwarf became angry and threw the wine bottle in his hand, but was grabbed back by a death grip. The death knight threw the wine bottle back to the dwarf. His ice blue His eyes flickered, he rubbed his chin, and said softly:

I don't care about the infighting among the Dark Iron Dwarves. What exactly do you want?

Those rocks!

Hansel's eyes widened, and there was a longing in it, probably a longing for freedom:

The stones that drive away the Balrog! Those death knights used it to drive out the Balrog, we saw it!

Cursed password?

Tyrion looked at the black iron dwarf in front of him unexpectedly. He reached out and touched the head of the ghost owl on his shoulder, then shook his head:

This thing is not in my hands... It was destroyed in the attack of the blue dragon, and with all due respect, even if you have the curse code, you can't rely on it to completely drive away the fire element, and the price will be very heavy , you have seen it once with your own eyes.

The death knight was not interested in this transaction. He couldn't see the situation that was beneficial to him, so he turned and left decisively. Behind him, the black iron dwarf Hansel clenched his fists, but quickly released them. He whispered explain:

We know it's expensive, but at least it's a hope. We can find whatever you want. We just want those stones! Blackstone Mountain is full of our eyeliner. They saw you find it from the ruins with their own eyes. A few things...

So you're threatening me?

The death knight got on his horse. He glanced back at the dwarves who were waiting for an answer in the dark. His eyes suddenly turned, and a thought appeared in his heart. He said to Hansel with a deep and serious voice:

I haven't seen your sincerity yet, so it's a pity that I can't give you this thing now, so let's save the deal for the next time. When I return to this world, I will be happy to be friends with you at that time, provided that The Thorium Brotherhood would like to do me a small favor!

Seeing that the Black Iron Dwarf was hesitant, Tyrion coughed lightly and said persuadingly:

You see, I don't know what life you lived in the past, and I'm not interested in knowing, but in my world view, Mr. Hansel, to get something in return, you have to pay first.

After a while, the dwarf raised his head, looked at the death knight, and said in a deep voice:

I don't trust you, death knight, but now we seem to have no other choice...

Tyrion narrowed his eyes, and a stiff smile appeared on his face:

Then, Thorium Brotherhood, wish us a happy cooperation!

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If you don't consider the beauty, the skeleton warhorse is definitely one of the best mounts on land. It won't get tired, and it runs quite smoothly. Most importantly, after being awakened, it connects with Tyrion.

From the Burning Plains all the way to the south, crossing the difficult mountain road will reach the Red Ridge Mountains. In fact, the Burning Plains were originally part of the Red Ridge Mountains. These two places were divided into one because of the volcano summoned by Ragnaros 300 years ago. Second, after crossing the Red Ridge Mountains, you will reach the Dark Swamp, where the Dark Portal that crosses the world is located.

After a night of fierce fighting until the next morning, Tyrion stood in the forest of Red Ridge Mountain. At the foot of the mountain in front of him, the Alliance soldiers who stayed here built several lines of defense to stop the orcs who escaped from the Burning Plains. , and at the foot of the mountain at this time, a small-scale battle was breaking out, a battle between the fleeing orcs and the alliance soldiers.

The Horde still failed, it was doomed.

The death knight watched the death battle between the two sides with cold eyes. He had no intention of joining it. He wanted to leave. These humans couldn't stop him. He was here to wait for others.

hum

The shadow in the forest shattered, and five blood watchers headed by Nasa appeared behind the death knight. In the battle last night, Nasa was sent out by Tyrion. They fought in the chaotic battlefield and in the Blackstone Tower Shuttle, at the request of Tyrion, looking for the same important loot.

I came back empty-handed, it seems that you didn't find what I wanted.

The death knight's voice was still as cold and emotionless as usual, which made it difficult to tell what kind of emotion he was in.

Nasa leaned down and replied in an unsubtle gesture:

My sisters searched the entire Blackrock Tower. According to what you said, we followed the alliance generals all night, but unfortunately, we didn't see the black gem you mentioned, or your intelligence has The problem, either, is that we were unlucky.

Yeah?

The death knight was a little disappointed, but soon, he shook his hand:

Finding something on the battlefield of tens of thousands of orcs and humans is like looking for a needle in a haystack. If you can't find it, you can't find it. That thing is not too important.

Nasa, send your two sisters to search for Buddy Moore at Booty Bay in Stranglethorn Vale. Before we come back, let them obey the goblin's orders, and the remaining watchmen and I will go to the Dark Portal. We are leaving this world.

Nasa nodded, she glanced at the death knight's back, and then at the darkness deep in the forest, she whispered:

Someone is spying on you, Tyrion, do I need to kill her?

Don't meddle in your own business, Nasa, if you're really busy, why don't you help us scout the road ahead?

There was a hint of impatience in the death knight's tone, and the blood watcher let out a hoarse laugh:

Obey, Lord Dark Blade!

She quickly stepped back into the shadows with her sisters, leaving the death knight alone on this hillside.

The forest behind him made a low whistling sound under the blowing of the wind. The sudden wind blew up the death knight's well-groomed hair, and the gray-white long hair danced on his shoulders. Keeping the magic sword, with eyes closed, it seems to be feeling the remaining fragrance in the wind.

Are you going to follow me like this forever?

The death knight's hollow, cold, deep and hoarse voice sounded in the forest:

Now I'm in the most relaxed state. You just need to pull up the bowstring. At this distance, I can't dodge your arrow.

He waited for a minute, nothing changed around him, the death knight's fingers were dancing on the handle of Apocalypse's sword, and when the wind calmed down, he asked again:

Aren't you still doing it? Still hesitating whether to kill me, hesitating whether to shoot the arrow that is already on the bowstring, this kind of hesitation, this kind of impatience, this is not like you, Ao Lei Leah...

In the darkness of the forest, on the tree trunk with intertwined leaves, Sasdora hidden in the hands of the elf ranger has been pulled away, and an arrow with a beating holy light is on the bowstring, and the arrow is aimed at Tai outside the forest. Ryan's back seemed to shoot out in the next moment, piercing through the death knight's head, completely cutting off his second life full of darkness, coldness and evil.

But the elf ranger's golden eyes did not have the indifference and calmness of the past. On the contrary, those eyes danced with extremely complicated emotions. She followed Tyrion all the way on the battlefield, and she had countless opportunities to shoot this assassination arrow , but she gave up.

Ranger looked at the dark back, the broken cloak fluttering back and forth in the wind, and the shocking long gray hair, that figure that occupies a very important place in her heart, for this person, her inner senses are very complicated, There was pain, there was despair, and there was a hint of unrealistic expectation.

She suddenly felt that perhaps she had made a real mistake following Tyrion here.

hum

The loose bowstring was beating, and the ranger inserted the sharp arrow contaminated with holy water back into the quiver. She jumped down from the branch, took a deep breath, and walked out of the forest.

Are you leaving, Tyrion.

Alleria stretched out her fingers and brushed her golden hair behind her ears. She walked to the death knight and stood with him. Looking at the final battle on the hillside in front of her, she didn't even look at Terry. Ang's face full of cold breath, just like when he was still alive, asked in a calm voice:

Never coming back again, right?

Oh, this question...surprises me.

The death knight let out a deep laugh. The icy aura emanating from his body made Alleria frown, and then she heard Tyrion say:

I thought you were here to kill me, but with this peaceful gesture, did you come to say goodbye to me on purpose? Aurelia.

right!

Windrunner nodded, she stretched out her hand, and pulled up the hood of the Farstrider's chain armor:

Because of your death in battle, I swore to expel the orcs. That was the oath I swore for you. Now that the oath has been fulfilled, the orcs have retreated. I am going back to Quel'Thalas.

Then stay well in Quel'Thalas, and never mind meddling again!

Tyrion nodded, and said dryly in an emotionless voice:

If we never see each other again, believe me, this will be a decision that will make you and me feel easy.

The atmosphere between the two became stagnant. After a while, Ranger clenched the bow in her hand. She tried to calm down her mood. She asked:

I thought you wouldn't be changed by death...I thought there was something hidden under your shell...

Tyrion abruptly interrupted Alleria's words, and he said in a sleepy voice:

That's because you haven't looked far enough, everything will change, as long as you take a few more steps... It's more like experiencing death, Aurelia, if you don't want to become enemies with me, then there is nothing between us gone.

Do you really have nothing to say to me?

...

The death knight's fingers twitched, but in the end, his eyes didn't open either.

The dead have no gods to pray to. Even so, I wish you a smooth journey home.

Snapped

A slap hit Tyrion's cheek hard. The ranger held his mouth and bow tightly, turned around and rushed into the forest. He could faintly hear a sob, but after a while, he completely disappeared. .

Only the death knight was left alone standing on the hillside, standing in the wind, silent like a cold stone tablet.

Forgot to set up automatic updates yesterday. . . SORRY ha. . .

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