Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 223 24. Shata Smith Meeting 【94100】

The secret meeting with Velen was chosen to be held in Shattrath City. This is a neutral city. Although it will always be biased towards the Draenei, if Naruadal who rules this place has not gone crazy, it will not To break the strict neutrality.

Because that means that the Auchindoun regiment stationed less than one day away from Shattrath will attack the city immediately, and then it will cause an internal war in the world of Draenor. Judging from the current situation, Even if all the remaining lives in the Draenor world were tied together, it would not be enough for Tyrion's Dark Blade Knights to fight.

Those crazy undead defeated the unstoppable demon head-on!

Coupled with the terrifying weapon that Tyrion took out at the end of the war, the kind of ray that burns like a real sun, if he really uses that weapon to attack Shattrath, probably except Naaru himself, All other life would be burned to death in an instant.

Naaru generously provided a safe enough place for the meeting between the Prophet and Lord Darkblade. The Shattrath Tianya Tavern, which is usually crowded with people, was so empty that day that even the owner of the tavern was invited to the city square superior.

But unfortunately, in such an absolutely safe venue, the talks between the two fell into a stalemate from the very beginning.

Why should the draenei leave Draenor?

With a hint of anger, Velen said in a deep voice:

We have lived here for 200 years! Many draenei were born here, grew up here, everything about them is here, this is our home! How can you make such a rude request!

I don't know the owner who would attract villains to tear down his home.

Wearing a full-face helmet and wearing a black cloak, Tyrion retorted in a loud voice: Your home is in Argus, which has been occupied by demons, and you just fled here, and you brought disaster to this world. ..What's more, Prophet, are you deaf? What I said is, let you take some draenei out of this world and go to Azeroth!

Under the helmet, those ice-blue eyes stared at the prophet:

Don't tell me you don't see the future of the draenei...the future of your race is not in Draenor! Azeroth, that's where you should be!

Of course I saw it!

Velen shook his head:

We will go to Azeroth, but not now. The future guided by fate does not happen at this moment. We must wait, quietly waiting in the world of Draenor.

Don't be stupid! Prophet, the future has changed.

Tyrion said disdainfully:

I changed it with my own hands. You can either bravely jump into the new future and find hope, or you can only be trapped in Draenor and watch your race die out...don't forget, the key to open the door of darkness In my hands! I won't let you go, and you'll never set foot outside Draenor!

Yeah?

Faced with this blatant threat, the Prophet played with the black rosary in his hand, and his wise eyes looked up and down Tyrion in his heavy armor. After a moment, he suddenly said:

What are you hiding? Tyrion... As far as I remember, you never wore a helmet... You didn't come unscathed from the battle with Kazak, did you? Just with your knight Like the regiment, you also suffered heavy casualties, don't think I don't know what you want to do!

The Prophet knocked his hand on the table and said solemnly:

I will not give you the remaining burial grounds of the Draenei! You will never tarnish the souls of the warriors who died in battle!

The atmosphere of the conversation between the two froze for an instant. After the truth was exposed, the faint hostility finally tore off the mask of the ally and really put the irreconcilable conflict between the two on the table.

After ten seconds of silence, Tyrion suddenly said:

Guess, Prophet, how many shots can your Arcatraz block the breath of Rukhmar?

Think about it again, can the Storm Fortress, which is unable to take off, protect your people from the long-range attack of the Eye of Sargeras?

Even if the Dark Blade Knights suffer heavy casualties, I will put all my eggs in one basket and the united undead defeat the demons. Will the draenei be more difficult to deal with than the demons?

boom

The high lord smashed his gauntleted fist on the table, and the cold frost covered the whole table in an instant. He stared into the prophet's eyes and said calmly:

I have many ways to destroy your lingering civilization! Velen... I came with good intentions, and you think your unilateral refusal will prevent me from getting it?

If the negotiation fails to get what I want, I will start a war and get it myself!

Are you and your people really ready to die on Draenor?

The prophet's eyes became angry, but then became calm. He looked at Tyrion, and the active rosary in his hand stopped at this moment. The prophet's eyes closed slightly, and he said softly:

Then come on!

Let me see if your war, your death, can extinguish the Holy Light! Tyrion, since you have raised the threat of war, then you might as well guess, Turalyon who is practicing the Holy Light in Shattrath City Where were the paladins sent by the naaru?

If you are really as omniscient as you claim to be, then you should know...the Draenei are never alone!

click

Tyrion's fingers made a crisp sound, and his eyes became dangerous:

You summoned the Legion of the Holy Light? You idiot! Don't you know that your so-called Mother of the Holy Light has gone mad?

The great Zela just believes in the fate she sees, she is not crazy...

Velen opened his eyes, and there was an inexplicable light in his eyes:

I didn't summon the Legion of the Holy Light. A priest like me knows very well that once the Holy Light reaches its peak, it is not a good thing, but if my people and I are driven to a desperate situation... I don't mind doing that!

This round of tit-for-tat threats once again made the atmosphere in the house awkward. After another ten seconds passed, Tyrion suddenly smiled:

Then why didn't you put all your eggs in one basket when you were slaughtered by the orcs? Do you think I'm easier to deal with than the orcs? Velen... In my memory, you are not such a stubborn person who dared to sacrifice everything.

That's because the war between you and your knights and the demons has shown me the hope of resistance. Your victory has aroused the courage in my heart and the hope in the hearts of my people...

Velen's tone also became milder:

I have to thank you undead, Tyrion, I thank you from the bottom of my heart...We are only participants in this war, but the glory of its victory still awakens the civilization of the sleeping Draenei, it It will be an episode in our history that cannot be ignored.

The dead teach the living a lot...and I thought we were actually friends.

Would you like to be friends with a dead man?

Tyrion asked calmly: Don't hide your heart, Prophet, no living person is willing to be friends with a dead person. The difference in the nature of life will make each other repulsive. I never thought of being friends with a living person. Then It's asking for trouble... But since both parties have their own cards, let's resolve the dispute in a more mature and rational way.

His fingers tapped twice on the table:

I will send death knights to Teledore to recruit new knights, but only those souls who are unwilling to die and are willing to continue fighting after death. This is my last concession!

But I still can't accept it!

The Prophet shook his head:

Except for this issue, other issues can be discussed, but this cannot be discussed! I cannot sell the warriors to death after they die. This is also my bottom line!

That's why you are willing to let the heroes who could continue to fight have all their souls and wills worn away by time, and finally weathered into meaningless bones... How pedantic!

Tyrion snorted, but seeing the resolute will of the Prophet, he decided not to discuss this issue further. Even if all the cemetery of Teledore is excavated, the number of knights that can be recruited is only 300-500. It is better to shelve this dispute.

Okay, skip that question.

The death knight straightened his body. He looked at Velen, I will open the portal of darkness and let you enter Azeroth. I can even play a play with you so that you can better integrate into that world.

What's the price?

The Prophet asked: The demons will not give up on Draenor. It is indeed dangerous to stay here. Maybe you are right. It is a good thing to go to Azeroth in advance, but I want to know what I need to pay for it. ?”

I want one of your ships!

Tyrion narrowed his eyes: There are many dangerous demons that need to be held alone, so I want the Arcatria!

impossible!

The Prophet shook his head and refused: The Forbidden Airship is the only airship loaded with defensive weapons, so I can't give it to you!

Okay, the next best thing, I heard that you have a ship that is specially used to cultivate various plants, and there is a complete life support system inside, called an ecological ship, right? I want that!

Tyrion stretched out a finger and shook it:

Don't rush to refuse, Prophet, as a bonus, I will give you the remaining half of the Farland Peninsula outside the Gorgrond sea area. In fact, your ships have been staying there all the time. The lush forest hides, right?

You even know this.

A flash of astonishment flashed in the prophet's eyes:

It seems that you are fully prepared. Speaking of which, the sudden collapse of the other half of the Farland Peninsula was caused by your hands and feet. It is the breath of Rukhmar, right? The Storm Fortress far away from the ocean observed a A catastrophe that my people believe to be the aftermath of a great earthquake.

Of course, I never fight an uncertain battle!

Tyrion clenched his fists:

The rest of your people can be fully transported with three ships that can fly. Most importantly, the Storm Fortress, which can no longer take off, remains in Draenor, and it can provide your civilians with a safe place to live. I decided to leave Those who come down can live forever in the Farland Peninsula overseas, which is regarded as the Draenei reservation area in Draenor, you can garrison, you can leave observers, etc., and those orcs who stay in Draenor Similarly, we do not offend the water in the well.

This condition is a bit too generous.

The Prophet narrowed his eyes:

It's so generous that I can't accept it.

So this is conditional!

Tyrion coughed a few times and said:

First of all, how the Draenei used the Apexis crystal! Secondly, the remains of the Atama crystal, I need a piece now, Shadow of the Foliage!

It's not that I don't want to give it to you, Tyrion, but 13 years ago, I tried to reconcile with the orcs, but it was a failed diplomacy.

The Prophet said with some regret:

The orcs took the Leafy Shade and the Wrathful Heart from me, and we've lost them forever.

Stop pretending, Prophet.

Tyrion sneered:

The Shadow of the Leaves is lost, I know about it, but you found it again, otherwise, why didn't Rogelio discover your spaceship when he went to scout the Farland Plains? It is said that the Shadow of the Leaves can easily To make a city disappear from the sight of mortals, and the spaceship of the size of the Storm Fortress was not completely damaged when it fell, that is the role of the Naaru Shield with the strongest defense, right?

You see, I don't have the lion to ask for all the crystals. I am already extremely restrained.

The death knight stood up, moved his wrist, looked at the prophet, and said with a final word:

Seven days to prepare. At the dawn of the eighth day, the death knights will launch a full-scale attack on the draenei. At that time, the portal of darkness will be reopened. No third person will know the conversation between you and me. This will be your secret, and as long as you don't reveal it, no one will know.

This is for the good of your people. I think you can understand this too. Sometimes, ignorance is a supreme blessing, and it allows the ignorant to move forward bravely.

The Draenei will leave the fire of civilization in Draenor. I will not extinguish it. On the contrary, this flame will continue to burn until the Dark Blade Knights fall. The premise is that those you left People don't give me trouble...

The Prophet also stood up, adjusted his robe, and looked at Tyrion:

So, next time we meet, we'll be enemies, right?

The death knight didn't answer the question directly, he just whispered:

Let the living return to the living, and let the dead return to the dead. There is a clear distinction between them, and they are both good to each other!

Take your people to Azeroth. That's where you will end up. There is nothing but death here. This is not the home of your dreams.