Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 180 18. The gift of death [51100]

The siege of Kazrak's nest has been completed, but according to the scout report, the dark sect of the fallen arakkoa seems to be summoning something...

Yrel's voice echoed in the spiritual link. She was far away in the peak forest of Arak, and she was reporting to Tyrion about the battle on the front line. Lord Darkblade was in Auchindoun at this time. He didn't want to vent some depression on the front line. However, what Auchinton was doing at this time was obviously more important.

call?

Tyrion frowned, and he asked, How long?

The time is unknown, but the summoning ceremony was very bloody. It is said that the priests of the Crow Claw used living sacrifices. Hundreds of high-ranking arakkoa caught by them have fallen under the altar. The smell of blood makes the forest All the beasts became violent.

There was a hint of disdain and sarcasm in Yrel's voice:

What a dark and ignorant race!

In other words, those Crow Claw priests blocked their last hope on this weird summon?

Tyrion rubbed his chin, a gleam flashed in his eyes:

Then let them go, with you and Saurfang there, no matter what they summon, you can handle it, and once the cards filled with all hope are shredded, we don't even need ours. If the knights charge, those arakkoa will collapse...that's a good thing!

Okay, we know! Wait for the good news, Mr. Tyrion!

Yrel made a promise full of confidence, Tyrion nodded, and before the communication was cut off, he said again:

If the problem is serious, let me know in time!

Obey!

After the communication was cut off, Tyrion stood there and thought for a while, and then, led by the junior knight, walked into the deepest tomb in Auchindoun Necropolis.

Sethek Hall, originally the stronghold of the fallen arakkoa in Auchindoun, those twisted and dark creatures called themselves the Dark Order, gathered here to plan some dangerous things, after the arrival of the death knight, they also tried to resist, But they were quickly wiped out, and their leader, Priest Aegis, who called himself the King of Claws, was beheaded by Tyrion himself.

And to this day, there are still many traces left by the arakkoa in this tomb. Some sculptures representing primitive beliefs, gilded statues, and luxurious sacrifices have all been preserved by the new owner of this place. In addition, The arakkoa civilization is at the pinnacle of craftsmanship, almost on par with the gem-cutting skills that the Draenei of Draenor are proud of.

In the dark passage that Tyrion walked through, on the wooden shelves on both sides, those exquisite gold-plated artworks shone with deep light under the illumination of spar lamps, even death knights who had no need for property could I can't bear to destroy them like this. These utensils and statues are the last pride of a collapsed civilization.

What makes people feel ironic is that in the current Draenor, it is estimated that only the dark blade knights will deliberately preserve the civilization creations of the arakkoa, and even the arakkoa themselves have forgotten the great civilization of their ancestors and become Fighting bravely and oppressing their compatriots with cruel beliefs, they are like a group of wild beasts, crawling among the ruins of ignorance after the collapse of civilization.

And in the deepest part of the Sethek hall, in the wide megalithic hall, hundreds of spar lamps are inlaid on the top bricks, illuminating this place as brightly as day, and wearing robes with exquisite decorations The white-haired but hale and hearty blood mage was standing on the edge of a stone platform, with his back to the entrance, busy.

Strange blood entangled his ten fingers like a snake. In front of his eyes, there was the corpse of a high-ranking arakkoa. It had not been distorted by the power of the shadows. It had bright feathers and a well-proportioned and thin body, which made the corpse look There is a kind of beauty like a specimen, and around the blood mage, there are a few draenei women as assistants to help him. Those women raise their heads from time to time, and their eyes are full of blood red. This scene looks more or less permeable.

Severn, I heard that you brought me good news!

Tyrion's voice sounded behind the blood mage, interrupting Seven's busy work. The latter paused his research, waved his hand to disperse the blood, picked up a handkerchief from the basin on one side, and cleaned his fingers with slender nails , In just an instant, the clean water turned blood red.

The blood mage waved his hand with a smile, and his blood servant assistants immediately exited the hall respectfully. Seven leaned slightly, saluted the Lord Dark Blade, and then turned his body sideways, revealing the arakkoa behind him.

Yes, Lord Tyrion...Fortunately, he didn't disgrace his life! After 175 days of research, the death call of the arakkoa has been completed!

oh?

Tyrion's icy blue eyes sparkled with a captivating luster. He walked quickly to the side of the arakkoa on the stone platform, looking at the arakkoa that existed as a test subject.

Blue feathers?

Lord Dark Blade looked back at the blood mage:

This color is rare among the high-ranking arakkoa.

This is because the identity of this arakkoa is different, my lord.

Seven stretched out his finger, and gracefully activated the psychic circle, and at the same time said to Tyrion: This is a real princess...the last princess of the Arak people.

Princess?

Tyrion took a step back, looking at the arakkoa corpse covered in purple psychic magic, he recalled for a moment, and said softly:

The kingdom of the arakkoa under the rule of the sun priests does not have the title of princess. So, does this lady with blue feathers come from the era when the arakkoa society had a king? As far as I know, that is already 600 What happened years ago... It's really hard for you, Seven, you actually found a body that was 600 years ago.

Your wisdom is the same as before, and there are no secrets in this world in your eyes.

The blood mage exaggeratedly praised him, and even made a gentlemanly bow to pay tribute. This style of conversation made Tyrion frown. Although he didn't want to interfere too much with his subordinates' lives, he still reminded him in good faith One sentence:

Stop watching Draenei opera, Seven, it has obviously affected your thinking and way of life.

cough cough

The blood mage coughed lightly in embarrassment, and quickly changed the subject:

It's not important, my lord. What's important is that Princess Leixi's tomb is on the edge of Terokkar Valley, which is where Ms. Yrel first occupied. Ke buried it himself, and arranged a special magic to make the corpse immortal for a hundred years, but after the escaped fallen arakkoa accidentally destroyed the cemetery, an upright junior knight sent the broken corpse to me.

The blood mage shrugged:

You don't want to know the tragic situation when the princess's body was sent. It was torn apart, and even the funeral objects were plundered by those beast-like compatriots. There is no dignity of the royal family, but we all have to thank that stubborn lower knight, He perfectly complied with your request and sent all the arakkoa corpses to Auchindoun...It is precisely because of the appearance of Princess Leixi that I found the reason why we have been unable to recruit the arakkoa!

Tyrion glanced back, there were indeed traces of re-stitching on the body of the blue arakkoa. The sutures were made of expensive magic weave thread. The stitching skills were top-notch, and the stitching marks formed a butterfly at the end. The shape, well, it looks like the blood mage did it himself.

This detail made Tyrion look at Seven even more strangely.

After regaining his vitality as the blood mage of Salain, he completely let himself go, and went further and further on the evil path of pursuing art, but it doesn't matter... Anyway, Tyrion's knights are already full of monsters. fetal.

Oh, the tragic story of Princess Rexi could be written as a perfect opera, and every time I think of her past, I can't help but sigh...

Seven sighed with emotion in a low voice, and then said:

In short, Princess Rexi, who was sacrificed in the sinister and dark power struggle of the arakkoa, died in the form of a high-ranking arakkoa, but before she died, those sun priests declared her an exile, and she was exiled The divinity belonging to the sun was stripped off, and she died tragically when she fell into the cursed Terokkar Valley, which made her not contaminated with the divinity belonging to the shadow like other arakkoa exiles. Divinity!

The blood mage spread his arms and said in a pitiful voice:

Princess Rexi's blood has also become pure due to this disaster!

etc!

Tyrion interrupted Seven's chanting like a hymn. He rubbed his forehead and asked:

Divinity? How can such a powerful thing exist in the blood of the arakkoa?

Strong? No, no, Lord Tyrion, you have some problems with your understanding of divinity!

When the blood mage was questioned, he put on a straight face, and made some science popularization to Tyrion with a serious face:

Gods of the wilderness, those strange and powerful beings that exist in Azeroth, do you understand them?

kindness

Tyrion nodded. The wild gods refer to those beasts that surpass the power of mortals. Most of them exist in the wild Kalimdor continent and are regarded as gods by druids. They are the ultimate manifestation of vitality. The power of the wild gods is far beyond the imagination of mortals.

Then let me take them as an example, Agamaggan. In the War of the Ancients 10,000 years ago, this wild boar demigod roamed across the continent and defeated the invading demons. Its power is We can't understand it at the moment, but... as the family of the wild boar demigod, the wild boar who inherited the divinity of Agamaggan, do you think they are powerful?

The blood mage looked at Tyrion who was thinking, and he whispered:

In the same way, many tortoises along the coast of Azeroth have a trace of divinity belonging to the tortoise demigod Tortura in their bodies. Are they powerful? My lord, divinity is blood! They are a part of the will of the creator. It does not mean that it is powerful, if it has to be said, its symbolic meaning only shows that the ancestors are very powerful, it does not mean that the successors are equally powerful!

The same is true for the arakkoa. In the book of the arakkoa we seized, the first Anhar priests, who are the originators of the current sun priests, record their own history. It is said that the arakkoa originated from Dera The demigod of Nuo World, Rukhmar, the spirit of the sun, created the arakkoa to commemorate his former partner, the crow god Ansu who died in the battle of demigods, so I would say that the high-ranking arakkoa's body The divinity, that is, their blood, comes from the spirit of the sun, and they worship the sun because of it!

This explanation is very concise, Tyrion nodded, he looked back at the body of Princess Leixi who was trembling in the psychic circle, and said softly:

The divinity of the high-level arakkoa comes from the spirit of the sun, so the divinity of the fallen arakkoa comes from Ansu?

No!

There was a strange smile on Seven's cheeks:

Arakman history records that the crow god Ansu died in a battle with the wind snake god Saitai, and the vicious wind snake demigod cursed this land before dying, and its fallen blood spilled all over Thailand. Roca Valley, which is where the high-ranking arakkoa exiled prisoners... Do you understand? My lord, the divinity of the fallen arakkoa comes from Saitai, the god of wind snakes. To be precise, they are cursed.. .That's why the fallen arakkoa can manipulate the power of shadow.

The reason why we can't recall the arakkoa from death is because of the influence of these two divinities. The blood in their bodies is preventing all this, and we only need to absorb those weak blood of demigods to make them Pure like Princess Lacey...

swish

Before Seven finished speaking, the blue arakkoa lying on the stone platform opened his eyes suddenly. After 600 years of death due to brutal political struggles, the last princess of the arakkoa was resurrected.

She flapped her wings gracefully as before, and stood up from the stone platform by controlling the wind somewhat inflexibly. Her blue feathers fluttered in the air, making her gracefully fall to the ground like the queen of the sky.

Her shining blue eyes looked at two humanoid creatures that she had never seen before, and the ancient memories from 600 years ago gradually recovered in her complete soul, in a few minutes of silence After that, the eyes of the arakkoa princess became dim.

I... I still can't escape the nightmare of death?

Welcome to your return, Your Royal Highness!

The blood mage took a step back and bowed gracefully, while Tyrion took a step forward. He looked at the bewildered Lexi, the undead who returned from 600 years ago, and whispered:

Starting today, Lacey, you will be the... Claw Queen of the Dark Blade!