Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 277 7. Dormancy --- Add more updates for the convulsive brothers on the street [2030]

The world of Draenor, after the undead really took over the world, was renamed Outland.

No one has any dissatisfaction with the new name of this world, especially when Tyrion announced the news himself, the members of the Deathlords Council recognized it, but now, Outland is very quiet.

The Dark Temple is suspended alone above the Shadowmoon Sea, and there are high-ranking knights patrolling the entire palace, but it is very difficult for you to see a death lord, because they have all entered a sleep.

After drinking a large amount of Dragon King's blood, this blood rich in a huge amount of vitality brought extreme pain to the death lords, but it also changed their physiques little by little. In a waking state, this is a very It was a difficult process, so the lords all lay down in specially prepared rune sarcophagi, planning to survive this difficult time in a state of quiet soul.

Sleeping with them, there are 2,000 high-level knights who have also been transformed by dragon blood. They are all carefully selected true elites. When they wake up, the strength of the Dark Blade Knights will inevitably rise to a higher level .

But on the upper floor of the temple, in the living area, this lonely city is very lively. Grand banquets are often held here, undead musicians play soothing music, and the ghosts of human nobles who moved from Karazhan, Dancing in the hall decorated with spar lamps, these Tyrion's guests are very satisfied with their new home, especially the grand and majestic appearance of the Dark Temple, which greatly satisfies the vanity of these ghosts.

Oh, little princess Dornan.

Lord Lorwen of the Necromancer politely greeted little Dornan who walked into the banquet hall, while Dornan, who was wearing an exquisite black floral dress, smiled shyly. The adopted little princess was here She has lived in this palace for 2 months, she is used to the existence of the undead, and began to try to contact them.

Mr. Lorwen, are you still used to life in the Dark Temple?

Dornan sat at the dining table, waiting for the undead chef to serve his dinner, and asked:

Father and mother are busy, so you can come to me directly if you need anything.

The 8-year-old Draenei girl has experienced more tragedies than her peers, so she appears more mature than normal children. Facing her inquiry, Mr. Lorwen, who had just been bestowed the earl title by Tyrion, shrugged. shrugged and said softly:

A floating palace that is unparalleled in the world, a whole new world for us to play in, serving the honorable King and Queen of Outland at the same time, as well as guards who can protect us at any time, and the enjoyment that truly deserves the status of nobility. Who would be dissatisfied.

Especially the appointment of Her Majesty the Queen who invited me to serve as the steward of the temple, which made me, an incompetent person, find the meaning of life again...Death is actually not that bad.

The well-mannered human noble ghost watched the little princess eat a piece of steak rudely, his brows frowned, he stood up, came behind Dornan, stretched out his hands, and helped Dornan correct the meal pose, and at the same time said in the ear of the little princess:

I have to say, Miss Dornan, your etiquette is too bad. As the daughter of the king and queen of Outland, you should maintain elegance and nobility at all times. This is a necessary behavior to maintain your status... It seems that in the daily In addition to the natural science, elemental magic and shamanism courses, I will add an etiquette class for you.

As a result, the good mood of the little princess of the Dark Blade Knights completely disappeared... Like other children, she hates studying.

At the same time when the daughter of the King of Outland was dizzy by the cumbersome noble etiquette, on the roof of the temple, Tyrion was half asleep and half awake, listening to the report from Nasa.

This open-air roof has just undergone a new renovation, hosted by the ghost nobles who have just moved in. Now the big roof has added 13 magnificent pillars, and the entire ground has been carefully tidied up. Even Terry The dilapidated throne of the seat of Ang Chang has also been carefully decorated by noble ghosts full of artistic cells.

They presented a large throne as a gift to the King of Outland. It was a black iron throne with 7 black swords inserted on the periphery, symbolizing the seven lords of Outland. The devil's skull symbolizes the victory of the king of Outland against the demons. Behind the throne is the giant skull of the great demon Kazak, which has been repaired in a very solemn way.

And now, Tyrion is sitting on the new throne, and the blood of the Dragon King is also transforming his body, but as a Salain, he suffers much less pain than the death lord, so the affairs of the Dark Temple are still his I'm dealing with Aurelia, but since Her Majesty the Queen spends part of her mind on teaching little Dornan, Tyrion seems to be very busy recently.

Kordana has lurked in the Hillsbrad Hills. According to your order, she will be responsible for observing any life that comes into contact with Thrall, and at the critical moment, she will facilitate the meeting between Thrall and the Frostwolf clan.

Nasa was wearing a black dress and held 3 communication crystals in her hands. With a distance of two worlds, a lot of information could not be transmitted instantly, especially after the nominal closure of the Dark Portal, the dark The frequency of contact between the Blade Knights and the chess pieces in Azeroth has also decreased a lot.

Nasa looked at the silent King of Outland who had her eyes slightly closed. She hesitated for a moment and asked softly:

The new Blood Warden is being trained, and Cordana is an experienced senior. To be honest, I don't quite understand why you let her stay in Azeroth. She will be more useful to us when she returns to Outland.

Because of Thrall, I must watch him.

Tyrion closed his eyes as if he was asleep, his mouth didn't move, but a hollow voice came out:

Although history has changed, that young orc will definitely become a force that cannot be ignored in the orc clan in the future. Our friend Ner'zhul has saved a hand for the orcs, and Kalimdor has probably entered their field of vision. , and following their road to Kalimdor, our eyes will also reach that wild land

Nasa, take a long-term view... After all, the Eastern Continent is only a quarter of Azeroth's territory.

Well, anyway, you won't tell the whole story about your plan, so I won't ask.

Nasa snorted dissatisfiedly, while Tyrion's voice became a little deeper:

I don't tell you because I want to protect you, Nasa. Knowing too much will not do you any good. Let's continue.

The Blood Warden crushed the first crystal, then picked up the second, she infiltrated the crystal in her hand, and after a moment, she said:

The token you gave to the black dragon princess Onyxia has returned to Chaldea Morgan. The two of them have already connected. The black dragon princess pretended to be the daughter of Earl Prestor. Entering the noble circles of the Stormwind Kingdom, it is said to be very popular, and our Mr. Chaldea took Xalatas as his own as we wished. It seems that the dark whispers have begun to corrupt his heart gone.

Very well, just wait for the development of things.

Tyrion opened his eyes, and the icy blue light was beating: I'm really looking forward to what kind of storm Onyxia and Chaldea can create in the Kingdom of Stormwind... But right now, that city is not the focus , Is there any news about Wolfe?

Nasa nodded, crushed the second crystal, and held the third crystal in the palm of her hand. After a while, she said:

Wolf has arrived in Silverpine Forest, and he's ready to sneak into Gilneas anytime.

Let him let it go. Now that the alliance's internal rift has begun to widen, what we have to do is add another fire, let the members lurking in Azeroth keep a low profile, and continue their disguise before accepting orders. At this critical moment, the emergence of a strong enemy can only bring the alliance together again, which I do not want to see...

Tyrion waved his hand and said:

I want to focus on digesting the power brought by the blood of the Dragon King, so the affairs of Azeroth will be handed over to Alleria, and you, as her deputy, are destined to be very busy in the future, but Nasa ...the busyness and hard work will pay off, and in the new system we have established, you will achieve what you have not been able to achieve in the past, and I can promise you that one day in the future, Ms. Maiev will willingly accept You, become a plaything in your hands.

Nasa didn't answer, she didn't even show excitement, she just nodded numbly, this reaction made Tyrion frowned, but he didn't say anything, just handed a letter at hand to Nasa:

Send it to Ironforge for me, the Explorers' Association, and give it to Mr. Brian Bronzebeard. I believe he will be interested in it. Besides, what has Khadgar been doing recently?

The Grand Lich is studying that 'seed', and he is so interested in it that he almost forgets to sleep and eat.

Nasa lowered her voice:

But I can sense that the Grand Lich may be planning something behind the scenes, do you need me to monitor him?

Need not!

Tyrion closed his eyes again, a thick layer of ice slowly extended from his feet, exuding a terrible cold air, and soon sealed the body of the king of Outland.

Khadgar wouldn't be that stupid...go about your business, Nassa, and be my shadow in Azeroth...

The blood watcher looked at Tyrion, who was frozen in front of her, and blinked her eyes. After a while, she took a few steps back and disappeared into the shadows. When she stepped into the lower floor of the dark temple, Nasa Whisper to the archlich in Gorgrond in the mind link:

He hasn't suspected it yet, but you'd better keep a low profile.

After a while, the cold voice of the Grand Lich came back:

Thank you for your help, Ms. Nasa...I know.

The link was disconnected, and the Grand Lich, who was observing some kind of plant in a forest, straightened up, his fingers twitched back and forth on the staff of the guardian. Finally, he pursed his lips, turned around, and looked at the dark place behind him. There was a glimmer of light in Lich's silver eyes, and he said to himself:

The werewolf...is a vicious plot, but Tyrion ignores the majesty of the king, and he will fail, no doubt. But why sit and watch defeat? Perhaps, I should help him.

Then, Mr. Al, deliver a letter for me.

Hearing this request, the dark figure standing behind Khadgar nodded slowly. This is a human being, wearing solid black armor and carrying a rune epee on his back. It looks very majestic.

His name is... Jor-Eyre, the former Knight Captain of the Northshire Abbey in the Stormwind Kingdom, a true veteran and skilled paladin.

Not long ago, he died in the hands of the watchman Nasa, in a conspiracy planned by Tyrion. The body of this dead paladin should have been sent to Auchindoun for research, but now, he He appeared on Khadgar's side in the form of a death knight. Obviously, the archlich has researched a way to corrupt the paladin, but he didn't share it, and the relationship between our Lady Nasa and the archlich has also Some cryptic deals were struck.

There is no doubt that this was also done without telling Tyrion.

On the hillside of the Everbloom Woodland, the Arch Lich manipulated the magic power, and quickly wrote a special letter and handed it to Jor-El. The silent Death Knight put the letter in his close pocket, turned around and left the place. A lush forest, and Khadgar stood alone on the hillside covered with wild grass, looking at the pool below the hillside.

In that large pool, there was a draenei floating battleship, and the surface of that battleship was now tightly bound by vines extending from the water, and the pool water and vines were also slowing down in accordance with a special melody. Floating slowly, as if having a life of its own.

The remnants of the oldest original life from Draenor are slowly recovering in that spaceship. This is the biggest secret of the Dark Blade Knights. Khadgar closed his eyes and felt the melody of life in the air. In the abdomen, there was a scorching energy that had been suppressed all the time. He reached out and touched his stomach. A few seconds later, the archlich shook his head.

The blood of the Dragon King is really not that easy to suppress. It seems that I should also go into sleep.

Hopefully, when I wake up, that world will be different...it should be different.