Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 145 15. Admonition [16100]

Everyone is here.

Wearing a small black and white tuxedo, the dwarf Ella stood awkwardly in front of Tyrion, and bowed respectfully:

Lord, everyone is waiting for you.

The pink-haired little dwarf finally had an official identity on the 41st day after being abducted to Draenor. She was appointed as the manager of the Dark Temple a few days ago, that is, the leader of the Dark Blade Knights housekeeper.

Although it looks very unreliable, and the short stature has no deterrent effect, but this is also a helpless thing. The death knights are not willing to waste time on trivial matters, and the newly recruited broken ones are obviously not trustworthy. Only Ella can fill this role.

As for this appointment, the dwarf refused at first. How could she, an engineer from the technological city of Gnomeregan in the civilized world of Azeroth, become the steward of the death knights?

But her current guardian Luminas told him that the death knights had already studied and decided, and Ayla, who had no way to resist, could only take up the post dejectedly, and the ingenious Miss Luminas even made her a In short, the little dwarf who had no sense of existence is now a member of the Dark Blade Knights!

kindness

Tyrion stood up from the stone throne. The broken throne has been repaired by the broken ones, and the originally scattered rooftops have also been tidied up, which looks much more pleasing to the eye.

He walked towards the conference hall on the second floor of the temple, and Ella followed him step by step. The dwarf was holding a form in his hand, as if he was calculating something.

Are those broken ones still obedient?

Tyrion asked suddenly, and Ella was taken aback. She looked up at the death knight lord, reached out and patted her chest, and said in a crisp voice:

I asked Akama to direct them, but the completion of each task assigned was very low, probably because of their insanity.

Low completion? Does that mean they are being lazy?

Tyrion's expression didn't change. He waved his finger, and the ghost owl Moonclaw quickly appeared from the darkness and landed on Tyrion's shoulder. The death knight bowed his head and said something to it, and the moonclaw squawked Twice, it flapped its wings and flew into the darkness.

I will execute a tenth of the Broken as a warning!

Tyrion emphasized his tone:

Ella, you are here to supervise. If their work efficiency has not improved, the next execution is up to you!

This bloody decision made the dwarf's face turn pale, and she stammered:

Lord, maybe... maybe we don't need to be so cruel, maybe... there may be other solutions, I'm not questioning you, but... this is a bit, too...

Um?

The death knight turned his head and looked at the trembling dwarf, a gleam of light flashed in his icy blue eyes:

I have given you the command of the Undead Guard, Ayla, if you think my decision is too cruel, then you should deal with it before it happens! You are the manager of the Broken, they Your life is in your hands!

I gave the broken ones a new life. I gave them the right to walk in the sun. I gave them jobs. They paid me back with laziness. Do you think it's normal? Do you think it should be? You don't think they deserve to be punished. ?

This rhetorical question made the dwarf speechless, and after a moment she lowered her head and said in a low voice:

Sorry, big lord, I... have no experience in this kind of rule and management before, but I still ask you to take back that cruel order, I will...

The dwarf raised her head, and there was still fear in her eyes, but out of some persistence to protect her life, she still gritted her teeth and said:

I promise, I'll take care of this!

ensure?

Tyrion savored the word, and after a while, he glanced at the dwarf, which made the hair on the dwarf's neck stand on end, but finally, Tyrion nodded:

Very well, those bastards saved their lives, and I'm looking forward to your guarantee.

boom

Tyrion didn't care about the dwarf's entanglement anymore, he turned and pushed open the door, the death knights standing on both sides bowed to salute the high lord, in this hall decorated with spar lamps, members of the Dark Blade Knights had already When they were all there, seeing Tyrion walk in, the death knights and blood mages stood up to greet their leader.

Tyrion nodded to everyone and sat on the chair at the front. He coughed and knocked on the table:

Report your results, brothers.

The first one to stand up was the blood mage Seven. After becoming more proficient at manipulating Salein's instincts, the old high elf mage regained his young body at the cost of becoming more and more gloomy. His character, as well as the bloody mist that began to linger around his body, were the sequelae of drawing too much blood.

At your order, we went to Talador to investigate.

Seven stretched out his finger, and in the beating of the blue light, a map composed of magic power was suspended in front of everyone. He pointed to the map and introduced:

According to the draenei documents we found in the ruins, this was originally the core area ruled by the draenei, but when the orcs slaughtered the Draenei world, it was completely destroyed by the war, and the details are no longer here Explain, the point is, we found two very important pieces of information in Talador!

Seven paused, and stretched out his fingers to enlarge the magic map in front of him:

In the south of Talador, it was originally the racial tomb of the Draenei. According to their tradition, the bodies and souls of all the dead Draenei will be sent to this large cemetery. It has been there for 200 years, so the corpses and souls stored here are very considerable. In addition, there was a big explosion in Auchindoun, and there were many corpses left by orcs in the ruins. Most importantly, their souls They are still bound there!

According to preliminary investigation and estimation, this should be the second stronghold of the Dark Blade Knights! If we can completely control Auchindoun, the undead that come out of it continuously will be enough to capture at least one-third of us. Draenor! Autumn and I have prepared a large necromancer transformation circle in the ruins of Auchindoun, ready to start recruiting at any time.

Tyrion nodded at Seven's conclusion, and he said softly:

You have done a good job, Auchindoun will definitely fall into our hands, what else?

There is also information about Shattrath City. Let Celent explain this. He stayed in that city for 3 days.

Seven sat on the chair, Serent stood up, and continued to explain the information he collected to the Knights. Under his consciousness, the blood mage roughly made a model of Shattrath City with magic power.

The Draenei have three big cities, the Temple of Karabor, the City of Shattrath and Auchindoun. According to my investigation, two-thirds of the city of Shattrath have been destroyed in the massacre of the orcs, but the remaining The next third of the cities are still active.

The broken ones who lost their homes, the ogres who escaped from Gorgrond, and the orc refugees who escaped from the war, and finally some draenei who lived in seclusion. Various races live in this city, and the number is very considerable. And the defense is not worth mentioning.

Celent's fingers danced in the air, and he said harshly:

The most important thing is that it is very close to Auchindoun. As long as we control Auchindoun, the undead army will not need a day to attack Shattrath!

No, it's not as easy as you said!

Yrel, who participated in the knight meeting for the first time, retorted:

I guess you must not have entered the deepest part of Shattrath, Mr. Serente, there was a naru in Shattrath 10 years ago. According to you, since the city of Shattrath still exists, the narua Dahl is very likely to still exist in Shattrath, perhaps it was it that sheltered these refugees during the war!

Naru? That legendary creature of holy light?

Celent frowned, he looked at Yrel:

I did not enter the inner layer of Shattrath. Speaking of which, when I was active in that city, I did feel an energy similar to that of the Holy Light...

Okay, I'll talk about Shattrath's question later. If we need a source of troops, Auchindoun and Spiers of Arak may be more suitable for our invasion. I'm satisfied with the information you brought. Next, let's talk about the orcs. .”

Tyrion interrupted the discussion under his command. He turned his gaze to Glokush, who was sitting on his left, and said to the silent orc death knight:

This time, I want you to join the orcs in their expedition and help them obtain the Book of Medivh and the Eye of Dalaran.

Glokush didn't object, he just nodded coldly:

good!

Those death knights who surrendered, those under the command of the Gorefiend, will go with you this time.

There was a trace of coldness in Tyrion's eyes, and he said:

Your task is not to protect them, but to select them. The Dark Blade Knights don't want waste. Only those who survived the battle are eligible to continue to exist, so it doesn't matter even if the entire army is wiped out.

The orc nodded, and Tyrion looked at Yrel again, he hesitated for a moment, and said:

Yriel, this time you follow Ner'zhul to Karazhan. This is your first battle, so no matter what the result is, you must protect yourself. In addition, if you have a chance, send me a gift to Karazhan. mages of...

Tell them, the dark blade knight's things are not so easy to get!

Obey!

Yrel stood up and responded loudly to Tyrion's order. The high lord nodded. He stood up, put his hands on the table, and said to everyone:

The orcs came out in full force, which is a good opportunity for us to develop our strength. Apart from Glokush and Yrel, the next thing we have to do is before the orc soldiers return to Draenor, Form the first undead army of the Dark Blade Knights!

Are we going to war with the orcs?

Luminas was lying on the table with a boneless appearance, she looked at Tyrion curiously, the red light in her eyes was beating violently: Can we finally kill the orcs?

Don't be so explicit, Lumi, it's a bad habit to always tell the truth.

Tyrion showed a stiff smile:

The cooperation with the orcs is coming to an end, and there will always be some small changes in our relationship with them... I also want to be friends with the orcs, but it's a pity that the world of Draenor is too small to allow so many forces to coexist .”

Okay, everyone, get ready! It's going to be very busy.

Tyrion ended the meeting, and the death knights left the hall in twos and threes, leaving only Tyrion and Glokush.

Is there really no hope for Draenor?

Glokush asked in a low voice: Obviously the elements have begun to recover.

Oh, Blackhand, it looks like you still have feelings for your world.

Tyrion whispered, and Glokush shook his head:

I can't talk about feelings, but seeing the world where I was born and raised, I feel a little bit sentimental...Speaking of which, you want to kill the orcs? Didn't you promise Ner'zhul that they would find a new world?

New world?

Tyrion let out a deep laugh: Hehe, didn't I already give it to them?

This sentence made Glokush stunned for a moment, and then Tyrion was heard to say:

If the orcs have any wisdom, they will seize their last chance, Azeroth, that is the only new world they can find! There are indeed countless portals sealed in the scepter of Sargeras, but none of them It can bring hope to the orcs, and in those worlds that have been taken over by demons, there is only despair everywhere.

So, you lied to Ner'zhul?

A gleam of gloom flashed in Glokush's gray eyes:

Everything he's done, everything he's done to save the world, doesn't make sense, does it?

How can you say it doesn't make sense?

Tyrion leaned back on the chair, interlacing his fingers:

If you can't transfer the orc warriors out of this world in a reasonable way, it will be difficult for the undead army to develop. Your tradition makes you hate death. I just think about the problem from our perspective, and then make the best Good choice... Besides, I can assure you, Glokush, that your compatriots will live well in Azeroth, a hundred times better than staying in Draenor and waiting to die!

Azeroth is a world with secrets. I can't tell you what that secret is, but I can say for sure that it's the last hope of the orcs, not just the orcs...and, in all of this After the end, I will not kill all the old and weak orcs left in this world, provided that they will not resist me!

Tyrion looked into Glokush's eyes:

This is my promise to you!

kindness

Glokush nodded and said nothing more. Before he left, Tyrion suddenly remembered something. He walked up to Blackhand and whispered to him:

The nobleman of Alterac, Prestor, if you meet him on this trip, don't resist him, and do what he asks. There is a huge force behind that nobleman, don't provoke him, it's a very dangerous person. guy!

Okay, I know.