Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 215 16. Demon War. Fear Demon King【86100】

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The empty crystal cup hit the ground, and a trace of demonic blood stained the ground, corroding the solid stone slab with a black trace.

The lower-level knight who drank pure magic blood felt like he drank a mouthful of throbbing magma. The scorching sensation rushed down his throat all the way to his stomach, which had lost its meaning of existence. As it approached, the explosive The violent force crazily filled every inch of his body.

Ah ah ah

The death knight wailed in pain. He curled up and fell to the ground. In the rolling, it was like a thousand blades added to his body. Every bone seemed to be scraped by a sharp blade, making a crackling sound. , under the support of that strength, the muscles on his body swelled again, those black bone spurs pierced the skin, causing cold blood to spill everywhere.

His complete soul became swaying under the impact of this violent force. He raised his fist and slammed the ground frantically. With the increasingly heavy knocking sound, his dead body also began to adapt to the force of the explosion. , but in the swaying of his soul, his inflexible thinking became even more chaotic, and he gradually lost control of the death energy in his body.

The icy cold force wrapped around his spiked arms, and every time he hammered the ground, cracks would be smashed into the stone slab in front of him. As the rubble flew, his consciousness became more and more confused. The negative emotions brought about by death spread wildly in his mind, gradually turning the calmness in his eyes into tyranny.

The strength has been strengthened!

Looking at the cracked stone slab, Rogelio shook his head and said in a low voice, He has reached the level of a high-ranking knight, but... the soul, he is about to get lost.

It's a pity, he's had bad luck and doesn't look like he's going to make it through.

The blood mage looked at all this indifferently, and he continued his explanation:

Pure magic blood is like a poison to low-level knights, as long as they drink it, it will destroy their physical activity. I use magic blood and magic lotus as the main ingredients, and add some magic ingredients to make the low-level knights able to withstand this. It is a kind of stimulation, but the side effect is that part of the reason will be stripped, and it will become a guy like a berserker, which can be regarded as a change of direction and increased strength.

We all know that most low-level knights are limited by incomplete souls and obscure thinking. It is difficult for them to be promoted to high-level knights. Therefore, this can be regarded as finding a new way for them to break through in combat power.

Snapped

At the moment when the lower-level knight was about to lose himself in death, Tyrion stepped forward, stretched out his hand and grabbed the violent knight's wrist, injected the huge death energy in his body into his body, and forcibly stabilized him. His chaotic soul.

Lord Darkblade inspected the lower-level knight in front of him. Probably because of Autumn's potion, his skin turned a strange dark red instead of an orc's green. The muscles all over his body swelled, and his strength increased by at least half compared to before. , and those black bone spurs strengthened his melee combat ability, most importantly, after enduring the raging demonic blood, the evil energy contained in the demonic blood strengthened his physical activity.

According to Autumn's theory, this made it possible for this low-level knight to be further promoted... Although after being stripped of his sanity, the hope of this kind of promotion was almost extinguished.

This boost...

Tyrion hesitated, but after a while, he nodded:

I can accept it, but the premise is to obtain the consent of the lower-level knights. Although their consciousness is obscure, they have regained the ability to think. I don't want to force my subordinates to accept this kind of side effect. Great improvement.

You are really kind...

A trace of disdain flashed in the blood mage's eyes, and he said with a trace of sarcasm: You can be called the most benevolent leader, I believe that if my research results are brought to Azeroth, when those human beings face the threat of war , their king will make every soldier drink it without hesitation...

So, I'm not them, and I won't be them.

Tyrion stood up, and the rescued lower-level knight stood up with difficulty. Because of Tyrion's intervention, his soul remained intact. He leaned over to express his gratitude to the high lord with difficulty, but the soaring strength in his body It made him a little difficult to control, and in a stagger, the cracked stone slab under his feet suddenly shattered.

Go back and get used to this power, knight.

Tyrion said to the distressed lesser knight:

By the way, bring this news back to your companions. Any lower-level knight who wants to gain power can come to the blood mage Autumn... I leave the power of choice to you, and those who have survived the torture The knights, I leave it to you to command, now, tell me your name! Knight.

Seymore, my name is...my name is Seymour.

The orc junior knight shouted: Semer from the Frostwolf!

Very good, Seymour, I now appoint you as the commander of the first batch of magic blood knights.

Tyrion nodded:

Belong to the management of the death lord Luminas, now, go.

The first Blood Knight of the Dark Blade Knights turned and left. Tyrion looked at his back and asked in a low voice:

Autumn, you didn't experiment with high-level knights, did you?

I really want to carry out that experiment, but high-level knights are too precious, and Lord Luminas doesn't allow me to use them.

The blood mage said regretfully:

According to my estimation, high-level knights will undoubtedly be able to withstand more magic blood infusion...

Then don't do it!

Tyrion said in a deep voice:

The most important thing for a high-level death knight is a complete soul and a flexible mind. It doesn't make much sense for them to strengthen their strength one-sidedly and weaken their wisdom. The experiment of magic blood infusion is over. The side effects of this thing are too great. Wait until you figure out a way to stabilize it, and then restart the experiment, right... those diluted medicines can be mass-produced.

Lord Dark Blade moved his shoulders:

It looks like a very good medicine for combat. The burst time of 5 minutes is enough for a life-and-death battle.

He looked back at Autumn and said softly:

How about calling this potion... Autumn's Evil Will?

This sentence made the blood mage stunned, but after a while, he reached out and rubbed his chin, and finally nodded with satisfaction:

Very good, I am very satisfied with this name! I will also make a batch of enhanced potions specially for high-level knights, and call them Ultem's Evil Wish. This will definitely become a series of potions, I have already Feel the future!

Tyrion and Rogelio looked at each other, the two death knights smiled silently, and turned to leave, but at this moment, the blood mage stopped them.

Wait, there's still work to be done!

What?

Tyrion looked back at Autumn. The latter took out a bottle of liquid exuding a dark light from the storage backpack he was carrying, and shook it in his hand. The death knight felt the beating dark magic power. He looked at Autumn. The liquid in Tem's hand, he asked in a deep voice:

what is that?

This? I was going to call him Shadow Potion.

The blood mage stroked his perfectly repaired mustache, and said to Tyrion and Rogelio:

Do you still remember the blood of demigods extracted from the bodies of those arakkoa? I have already produced the finished medicine, which can make you feel the weak fluctuations of magic power, allowing you to release some simple, low-level I have to say that Seven is very good at combat and research, but he is not good at potion and alchemy research, next time you have this kind of treasure, just hand it over to me.

As for its name... Autumn's Shadow Salvation? What about the name?

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The mountain in the north of the Hellfire Peninsula is a taboo place. At the beginning, the orc chiefs held a meeting in this place, and then they were tempted by Gul'dan to drink the blood of the devil. That was the beginning of all disasters and stories, in order to commemorate And some kind of confession, it was ordered to be the Throne of Kil'jaeden. After Draenor faded, few orcs would come here, so the camp left here was also abandoned.

The barren red land spread between these peaks. After the great earthquake in Shadowmoon Valley, the peak of Kil'jaeden's Throne was cut off from the mainland of Hellfire Peninsula, and became a lonely island hanging overseas. It was neither The strategic location is also extremely far away from the Dark Portal, and it is difficult to pass through the vast sea with ordinary methods, so the Dark Blade Knights did not set up guard posts here.

Luminas, the death lord, thinks this place is completely unworthy of attention.

But Luminas overlooked one point. The insurmountability of Kil'jaeden's Throne and Hellfire Peninsula's mainland is for ordinary creatures. For those who have wings or can use teleportation, this isolated The deserted island hanging overseas has become the best hiding place, especially after the collapse of the demon army led by Agonar, many eredar warlocks fled here.

Now 3 days have passed since the legion's defeat, and the demons have been hiding here for 3 days.

They set up a hidden barrier here, but it's hard to say how long they can hide. After the battle came to an end, the death knights were chasing and killing the fleeing demons throughout the Hellfire Peninsula. Flying and patrolling over the peninsula all day long, once any arakkoa finds something abnormal about Kil'jaeden's throne, the demons hiding here will be immediately surrounded by a large number of undead, without even a chance to escape.

But to be honest, the demons hiding here may not have thought of escaping either.

On the land full of weird runes at this moment, more than 30 eredar warlocks are commanding the lower-level demons to carry various things. This land is the only large open space in the throne of Kil'jaeden. The demonic blood that was drunk right here was unobstructed, as long as any dead arakkoa noticed this place, the demons would be spotted immediately.

But at this time, since they dared to act so boldly, it meant that the demons had made up their minds to fulfill their mission again.

On the highest point of Kil'jaeden's throne, a Nathrezim lord wearing black armor and jet-black wings is standing there, looking at the peninsula in the distance. This is Sassovar the Corruptor. After the failure, it knew very well that the undead would not let it go so easily, so it rushed to Hellfire Peninsula as quickly as possible.

But Aggona's corpse that had been drained of demonic blood lay like a sculpture on the land of Hellfire Peninsula, declaring the legion's total defeat, but it was unwilling to accept this reality, and still gathered a group of fleeing demons, Going to reopen the portal.

The demons need a legion-style raid to attract Marton's demon army, and with unstoppable power, wipe out the world's recalcitrant forces at once. To do this, someone must sacrifice voluntarily to attract The attention of the undead, diverted their eyes from Kil'jaeden's throne, until the moment the portal was fully opened.

The Lord of the Dreadlord knew very well that there was a great risk in this wave of recalcitrance, and it was not the kind of character that would sacrifice everything for the legion's cause, but Sassovar also understood the consequences of this wave of failure. Agonar, the commander of the same level as it, died, Magtheridon was captured, and Vargas died. In this way, the consequences of failure will be borne by it alone.

Thinking of the pain and torment he would suffer after returning to the Twisting Nether, the Corruptor couldn't help but shudder. Sargeras is the dark god of the Legion. Not only does he mean that he is as powerful as a god, but he also means that Sargeras is as powerful as a god. Glass's attitude towards losers is also as indifferent as a god.

Being burned for ten thousand years in the raging soul fire...

The Corruptor clenched its claws, gritted its teeth and said, This is not the ending I imagined, and I will not bear this ending!

After speaking, the figure of the black dreadlord suddenly disappeared from the summit of Kil'jaeden's throne, and its hazy voice also reached the ears of the busy eredar warlock:

I will personally buy time for you, bastards! If I fail again this time, I will undoubtedly be punished by Lord Kazak, but before I am punished, I will throw your souls into the abyss one by one Feed the maggots!

Think about the consequences, bastards!

The gloomy black bat swarm, like swaying black clouds, quickly crossed the dark sea and came to the sky above the Hellfire Peninsula, where a lonely fortress of darkness was suspended.

Sassovar knew that this was the base camp of those death knights, and they also hid that terrifying colossus in this city... In other words, as long as there is some chaos in this city, there is no doubt that the entire dark The eyes of the Blade Knights will be attracted here.

And most importantly, this kind of fortress full of darkness is the favorite battlefield of the fearful demon kings...

Tyrion Dawnblade, the Corruptor is coming...

Let me see if you can overcome the darkness in your heart!