Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 222 23. Demon War. Price 【93100】

On the beach where Kazak died, the death lords of Dark Blade silently formed a siege net under the signal of the great lord. The prey in the net was the draenei who had just fought together Man Prophet... Velen.

And the old prophet with the staff slightly closed his eyes, he didn't seem to feel this potential threat.

But the next moment, his old fingers brushed the pendant made of broken purple crystal around his waist, a thick magic power was drawn out, and the weak prophet returned to normal at a speed visible to the naked eye, while levitating in the sky to attack At this moment, the devil's Forbidden Airship quietly moved above the beach battlefield.

It wasn't until this moment that Velen opened his eyes and looked at Tyrion meaningfully. There was only peace in the latter's eyes. The prophet smiled and said:

I am honored to share the glory of this victory with you, Tyrion Dawnblade, and I thank you for helping me slay my enemy.

I also thank you for your last-minute shot, Prophet.

Tyrion waved his hand, and the death lords took a few steps back. They walked towards Kazak's body and began to collect the materials that could be used on the great demon.

The death lord and the prophet looked at each other, and he whispered:

Without your help, we would not be able to defeat this demon lord so easily... But the war is not over yet, the demon remnants are all over Draenor, and we are destined to be very busy in the next period of time.

And what I'm trying to say is, after we're done, maybe we can pick a place to sit and talk.

The light in Tyrion's eyes dimmed, and he looked at the Prophet, and after a moment's silence he said:

About Azeroth, about the Draenei, and the future of this world.

The Prophet stroked the black rosary in his hand, and his eyes were full of thoughtful light. After a few seconds, he sighed and asked with some regret:

So, are the Draenei and the undead still destined not to be able to share this world?

Tyrion didn't answer this question. With Nasa's support, he walked out of the beach. When he left, he looked back at the prophet and said softly:

We'll talk about that later... At least for now, enjoy this hard-won victory with your people, Prophet.

Velen stood on the beach. He watched Tyrion leave, and then looked back at the battlefield near the Pool of Aggonar. He lost his leader, lost the portal, and the demons surrounded by a huge number of undead had already died. Breakthrough has begun. In the foreseeable future, these scattered demons will definitely become the biggest hidden danger in the world of Draenor.

But... that's for later.

The Prophet breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to call out to the Forbidden Ship, when he saw the Death Lord Serent walking towards him with a black, bloody demon horn, and the Death Lord handed Kazak's demon horn to the Prophet , there was no other emotion in the elf's gray eyes, he said dryly:

Tyrion asked me to give you this . . . as a memorial, he said, that the murderer be brought to justice, and that it may bring some solace to your people.

The Prophet looked at the bloody devil's horn. As a devout believer in the Holy Light, he didn't like these barbaric spoils very much, but he had to admit that the death lord in front of him was right, and he might not need to do this He needs loot to prove himself, but his people surely need it to inspire their will.

So the Prophet nodded slightly. He stretched out his fingers, and a gentle holy light brushed against the black horn like a sharp blade. After wiping off the blood on it, Velen took the heavy spoils, his eyes shining with gentleness. Smiling, said to Serente:

Then thank Mr. Tyrion for me.

hum

In the beating of the light blue light, the figure of the Prophet disappeared on the beach, and on the other side, Tyrion's body, supported by Nasa, trembled suddenly, and the blood watcher immediately felt the power of the death knight Disappeared, like a weak patient, who almost lost control of his body. Before he fell into a coma, Tyrion gritted his teeth and said:

Send me...back to...the Dark Temple, this news...keep it secret! Let, let Autumn come here!

After finishing speaking, under the surge of violent evil energy in his body, his eyes went dark, and he passed out completely, while Nasa stood in place, hugging Tyrion, a trace of repressed ferocity flashed in her eyes, but in the end, she He still held Tyrion in his arms in an ambiguous gesture, and then quietly disappeared on the edge of the chaotic battlefield.

Three days after Kazak's death, in the hall of the dark temple that resurfaced in the sky, the death lords got together again and opened the monthly death lord council.

Although the undead lacked emotion, the atmosphere of this meeting was obviously much happier. After all, they defeated the Burning Legion, which was a rare and precious victory.

Luminas, Yrel, and Queen Lacey of Spiers of Arak, who have the most outrageous personalities, are sitting together, chatting about some girls, while Celente and Rogelio are also whispering Glokush and Saurfang sat quietly in their chairs. These two orc death knights were the type who didn't like to talk too much.

They were waiting for the meeting to start, but this time the two blood mages were absent. It is said that they were performing the lich conversion ceremony of the human archmage Khadgar. This thing is very important, so the death lords can understand it.

boom

The door of the council hall was pushed open, and under the guard of two high-ranking death knights, Alleria in a robe strolled into the hall, and she sat gracefully in the seat belonging to Tyrion, this action made the entire hall The atmosphere in the room became weird.

Alleria looked around, and in the silent atmosphere, she said:

My husband Tyrion is currently dealing with some confidential matters. He cannot attend this meeting, so I will replace him for the time being. In addition, before this meeting starts, I want to introduce a new friend to everyone.

The Windrunner known as the Blood Mistress stood up, blinked her scarlet eyes, and said softly:

He will be a new member of the Deathlord's Council...Gentlemen, let us welcome our new companions.

After Alleria's voice fell, the door of the conference hall was pushed open again. Under the gaze of everyone, a slender figure appeared at the door. He was wearing a bright red robe with a dark phoenix engraved on it, holding a A scepter made of keel, long gray hair draped casually over his shoulders, and on that handsome cheek, there was a pair of scarlet eyes exactly like Aurelia's.

As he walked forward, the surging magic power and faint smell of blood wrapped around his body, representing his strength and identity.

A Salein, born after Tyrion, the first pure blood elf, not a semi-finished product like a blood mage, but a real, born Salein.

Myra!

A flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the death lord Luminas. She stood up and walked quickly to her lover, who stretched out his arms to hug his wife with a smile on his face. together.

bang bang bang

A few seconds later, Alleria knocked on the table and said helplessly:

Pay attention to the image, the two death lords, everyone is watching!

The passionate kiss was interrupted. Miss Lumi stood aside shyly, with her head lowered, while Myra Dawnblade stood in front of everyone gracefully. the voice said:

Everyone knows me, Myra Dawnblade, a mage from Quel'Thalas, a former paladin, and one of the last descendants of the Dawnblade family. Today, I voluntarily join the Darkblade Knights, everyone... .In the days to come, I will fight side by side with you!

Of course, I would also like to congratulate you for defeating the terrible Burning Legion. This is a glorious victory.

Yrel was the first to applaud, and the other death lords also clapped their hands casually. The applause was a bit sparse, but this did not mean that they despised Myra. In fact, for the dead, this sparse applause, Already represents a warm welcome.

But the death lords are all proud guys, and welcome does not mean approval. Whether Myra is qualified to truly become a death lord depends on his subsequent performance, just like what Tyrion said, the Dark Blade Knights, no Waste is needed.

Take a seat, Myra.

Alleria waved her hand, and the Blood Lord sat next to Serente. Everyone was silent for a moment. Windrunner put his left hand on the table and his chin, and said somewhat casually:

Then, let's start the routine report, everyone.

I'll come first.

Luminas nodded towards the others, stood up, and poured death energy into the table in front of her. With the activation of the Necromancer Circle, a complete map of Draenor appeared in front of everyone.

From 3 days ago to now, the Garrison Battlegroup has launched an operation to eliminate the remaining demons on the Hellfire Peninsula, but it has not gone smoothly. My battlegroup suffered heavy losses in the two demon wars. So far, my subordinates have There are less than 900 death knights left, and only 10,000 undead infantry.

Luminas had a bitter smile on her face:

I have lost two-thirds of my army, and now I can't even get the basic organization of the battle group together. If Queen Lacey hadn't mobilized three squadrons of the Screamer Legion to support me, I would be powerless to suppress the entire Hellfire Peninsula. ..there are too many remaining demons here.

The Auchindoun battle group can take 500 knights to support you. In the battle three days ago, we also lost at least a quarter of our troops.

Celent said with some embarrassment:

There are also demons entrenched near the main headquarters of Talador, especially at the edge of Terokkar Forest. In the abandoned mountain woodland that originally belonged to the exile arakkoa, there are a large number of demon warlocks entrenched there. What's worse, our There is enough evidence to prove that those demons tempted a group of refugees in the city of Shattrath, those humble and despicable guys, under our noses, secretly communicated with those demons and provided them with resources, this is unbearable of!

I have decided to start a raid in the last few days to completely wipe out the demon remnants there.

Celent stretched out her hand and made a cutting down movement. After the murderous voice fell, Queen Laixi let out a deep neigh. Her bird eyes were fixed on Luminas, and she whispered:

The Screecher Legion of Alanka may not be able to draw much power. The demons invaded Nagrand, forcing the local Khajiit tribe to cross the border and invade Alanka again. The first batch of Kali birds are about to hatch. I must give priority to ensuring the safety of my people.

That's why Queen Lacey will send troops with the Alanka battle group to destroy those daring tiger people.

Yrel patted Luminas on the shoulder, and she said:

Although the loss of the Alanka battle group is slight, the number of my battle group is the smallest. Mr. Glokush also needs support in Nagrand. Yesterday, our scouts spotted some weird creatures near Oshu'gun, creatures we've never seen before.

Yrel frowned and said:

They seem to have sneaked into this world along with the demons.

Glokush also nodded, and said:

Well, the leader of the Yrel Legion is right. It is a force that is wrapped in bandages and uses weird space magic to move. It calls itself Ethereal. In fact, more than a year ago, in Nag I have found traces of them on the edge of the grassland in Orchid, but it may be because of the attack of demons that they suddenly disappeared, and now, they have begun to appear on a large scale.

The old orc's tone was a bit blunt:

Although I don't know their purpose, there is no doubt that these guys are a hidden threat. In addition, a group of demons broke into the ruins of the hanging castle in the westernmost part of Nagrand, and our psychic circle there was destroyed , the recruitment of ogres has to be postponed.

The last to speak was the silent Saurfang, the orc currently in charge of Gorgrond's scouting and strategic operations, and he said very briefly:

The Gorgrond Legion can't spare any strength to support it...the forest over there is abnormally active. The wood spirits, which have been extinct for nearly 200 years in the orc records, reappeared. They began to go into exile with Gorgrond. Ogre tribes are vying for territory, and it is foreseeable that there will be no peace there for at least the next two years.

Saurfang said with some regret:

It's a pity that the knights and soldiers assigned to me are too few, and I am unable to intervene in their wars.

After everyone expressed their opinions, the atmosphere in the council became heavy again. Although the demon was defeated, the situation was still very bad. Alleria sighed and said helplessly:

It seems that the area we rule has almost been infiltrated by the remaining demons. The price of victory is so expensive. The cannon fodder troops are almost completely wiped out. The lower-level knights have lost two-thirds, and the high-level combat power has lost one-third. , It’s like returning to the most embarrassing era of Dark Blade overnight.”

That's not the worst, Alleria.

Celent said with a gloomy face:

The development of the Auchindoun Necropolis has reached the final stage. Even if we recruit all the remaining dead, it will not be able to make up for the gap in the warband... This world is too small. At its peak, living here There will be no more than 5 million lives, and we thrive on the prosperity of the living.

We need a new world!

Glokush emphasized his tone: Otherwise, we will be trapped here to death, and the demons...they won't give up on invading Draenor again, we must find new resources to replenish!

If the situation continues to deteriorate, the next day the demons invade will be our downfall.

At the same time, in the faraway city of Shattrath, in the most secret room on the third floor of the End of the World Tavern.

With all due respect, Mr. Tyrion.

Prophet Velen said to Tyrion with an ugly face:

Your request is too much, and the draenei cannot agree!