Azeroth’s Death Track

You have been missing for 4 years!

On the road from Nightshade Town to Stranglethorn Valley, Althea said to the man beside her while gnawing on the cold jerky:

We all thought you died in the attack of the orcs, brother, where did you go? Why didn't you contact us...

The duke's daughter looked at her biological brother, and the strange robe made her ask suspiciously:

You became a mage? No, mages can't summon demons, so you became a warlock?

Kanrethad Ebonlocke ignored his sister's doubts. He held a delicate skull in his left hand, which looked like some kind of communication device, and with the surge of dark magic power, groups of obscure magic lines Appearing in front of the two, a few seconds later, Kanresad retracted the skull, then took out a bottle of wine from his backpack, and handed it to his sister:

My story can be told later. I will take you to Dalaran. It's a long journey. We have enough time to chat. Now, drink some wine and calm down... The undead have divided their forces Looking for something in Stranglethorn Vale, we are going to have an escape next.

No!

Althea said stubbornly:

I'm going to find my father in Stormwind, Darkshire...we can't just give it up.

This kind of stubbornness made Brother Warlock frowned, and he said in a deep voice:

Accept the reality, sister, you can't save Nightshade Town, and our father can't save it. In fact, the entire Stormwind City is doomed. You obviously don't understand how powerful the undead are coming... The entire northern border has been destroyed. Shaken, and based on what we have observed so far, no one can save the Kingdom of Stormwind... this country is doomed.

how so?

Althea became a little distraught, and she didn't doubt her brother's statement, because at least before he disappeared, her brother had never lied to her, and when the brother and sister were speechless, the warning magic arranged by the warlock was destroyed. Touched, he stood up and said to his sister:

It's time to go, Althea...they're coming.

At the same time, in the sky above Yeshi Town at this time, on the draenei spaceship that rushed over urgently, the Chaldean priest looked at the burning town below with an ugly expression. Even at a high altitude, he could even hear The screams from below.

Ah, one less of your towns, and every death adds to the misfortune of your crumbling nation, and it may be time for your suffering to end...I doubt it though, Tyrion has his own for everything Compared with him, you are like a pure angel.

A dark voice sounded in Chaldea's heart. This time, the priest didn't refute with her. He just stood on the bridge and watched the burning of Night Town below. After a while, he seemed to have lost all his strength and collapsed. on the chair behind him.

Here... there's no help here...we...we're late.

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Nightlight Town, this is a victim of the scatter of darkness.

Tyrion was walking among the ruins of Nightshade Town. At this time, it had been 6 hours since the town was breached. The Night Watchman Legion, which caused King Varian a headache, was completely wiped out in this battle, and their The dying counterattack defeated most of the lower-level knights recruited from Crow Ridge.

It can be said that the Night's Watch died in battle with honor, but after their death, their heroic souls will become Tyrion's new collection... a group of more vicious and terrifying knights.

But Arugal the Lich obeyed the order of the Dark Blade King. For those civilians who did not resist the undead, the undead did not harm them, but imprisoned them in the square on the edge of the town.

The situation in Night Town and Lakeside Town is different. There are very few civilians here, and it is difficult for ordinary people to survive in the environment of Twilight Forest.

Look at them, they have been overwhelmed by fear and become anxious, maybe they will be scared to death by themselves...

Tyrion looked at the civilians who were under guard, and he said to the peaceful lich behind him:

The environment of Twilight Forest is not suitable for the existence of life. Send them to Lakeside Town, where they can start their lives again.

I doubt it, Your Majesty.

Arugao said: Without the guidance of suitable people, once these feared humans are released, they may start to kill each other within themselves. The darkness of human nature can never be underestimated.

Guide! Yes, what you said is very reasonable, Arugal, but who said they don't have a suitable guide?

Tyrion shook his head:

What I want is not complete destruction. Death without the reconciliation of life is a pool of stagnant water. Or, do you think I will personally rule the Kingdom of Stormwind, which is bound to be occupied by us? No! I have no interest or energy to rule it.

The Dark Blade King turned his head, and a human in black leather armor was walking towards him under the guard of a high-ranking knight. Tyrion had a smile on his face, and said to Arugal:

Look, the future ruler of Stormwind City is here! I've always wanted to chat with him about the justice he wants, about his ideals, about everything he wants to do for his people.

The Lich didn't need to look back to know who was coming. He asked with some doubts:

Van Cleef? No, Your Majesty, I don't doubt your judgment, but this man is full of anger and indecision. In my opinion, he was forced to come to this point. He has no ideals in his heart at all. Just a coward!

You are wrong, Arugal, my loyal subordinate.

Tyrion turned to VanCleef, who stood aside, and whispered:

He has his own ideals, but he hasn't discovered them himself. This is my mission, everything I want to fulfill, my method... Guide these lost people to rebuild a new world, and personally reshape the world I imagined. order!

Just start with Edwin Van Cleef!

As Tyrion approached, VanCleef was also watching the mayor's big man.

The revolution he started in the wild west is now in full swing. Most of the members of the Stonemason Brotherhood are natives of the wild west. Their experiences can arouse the sympathy of the people in their hometown, and the war launched by the soldiers sent by Stormwind is unpopular. Yes, although under the oppression of the powerful, the local people did not openly support the Defias Brotherhood, but behind the scenes, the local people would not refuse the Brotherhood's request once.

And Van Cleef is also a smart man. He strictly requires his subordinates not to plunder his fellow countrymen like robbers and bandits. The lost farmers and farm laborers sent some pensions.

Although the money is not much, this move has undoubtedly won the support he needs, but to be honest, the Lich Arugal's evaluation is actually correct, because Van Cleef really did not have a long-term plan in his heart, and was pushed by fate. The big foreman who has reached this point is unprepared. He is like a lost man who doesn't know where the way forward is.

And at this moment, Van Cleef received an invitation, an invitation from the Dark Blade King.

Edwin VanCleef!

Tyrion stood in front of Van Cleef. The high elf's slender figure made him two heads taller than Van Cleef. He bent down to look at the leader of the Defias Brotherhood, and asked softly with a bit of teasing. arrive:

So far, do you still think your cause is just?

Van Cleef hesitated, then finally nodded:

Yes, Your Majesty, our cause is just!

Very well, I am very relieved to hear you say this with my own ears.

Tyrion nodded in satisfaction, he motioned Van Cleef to follow him, and to the leader of Defias, Tyrion in front of him didn't look like a dead person at all, at least he had contact with those cold death knights and the crazy The vampires are not the same, how to say?

The feeling Tyrion gave him was a little too gentle.

The two walked among the ruins of the town that was closely guarded by the death knights. The burned houses on both sides had some unpleasant smells from the residue, which kept Van Cleef unable to concentrate.

I know that many people will say that you are actually just a puppet I planted in human beings.

Tyrion said softly: But I hope you don't think so. In my heart, the Dark Blade Legion and the Defias Brotherhood are completely equal forces. Maybe you will become my subordinate in the future, but at least for now, I I want you to have your own ideas...because I need you to have your own.

them!

The Dark Blade King pointed at the panicked civilians in the distance. Behind him, there was a hint of worry in Van Rikov's eyes. He was very afraid that the next moment, the King of the Undead would order him to be executed in front of him. these compatriots.

But Tyrion did not do this. On the contrary, he still maintained that gentleness and said to the Defias leader beside him:

Human beings are fragile beings. Without proper guidance, they will indulge in their own desires and cannot extricate themselves. I have read the history of human civilization development, but I am extremely disappointed. It is almost exactly the same as other races. It's been 3800 years, but you still haven't got rid of the influence of feudalism, look at your new emperor... In 3800 years, this slow-growing civilization still has the title of emperor, which is really disappointing!

But... but Your Majesty, a country without a king... forgive me I can't imagine it.

Van Cleef couldn't help but retort that every country in the world has its own king, and the extreme contempt for kingship in Tyrion's words made the leader of Defias feel uncomfortable.

Even though the flag of rebellion has been raised in a practical sense, Varian Wrynn is still considered a good king in Van Cleef's heart.

Of course you can't imagine!

Van Cleef's rebuttal did not make Tyrion angry, on the contrary, he said persuasively: Because you were born in this cage-like civilization, people who have never seen the light will never know how beautiful the light is, just like I'm the same, just because I move in the shadows doesn't mean I live in the shadows.

I have seen that kind of light.

The voice of the Dark Blade King is full of nostalgia:

That will be a new world full of hope. People living in every corner of the world will have their own thoughts, and the spiritual world will be shaped by themselves. There will be no need for a high-ranking emperor to tell them what is right and what is wrong. No one will go hungry any more just to fulfill the stupid king's pursuit of power and status!

you!

Tyrion turned and looked at Van Cleef: You will truly have equality and free souls, and you will personally send all the kings to the gallows to declare the true liberation of civilization! You have this ability, only you Haven't discovered my hidden strength...the world has failed me, Van Cleef!

I saw it, you, you who are imprisoned souls should be like prehistoric creatures, slowly crawling through the mud and fog, in order to stand on land, enter the water, take root in the earth, and even... fly Into the sky! This is the original meaning of life... This is the basis of life, desire, curiosity...I prefer to call it...evolution! Sublimation!

but no!

The Dark Blade King shook his head, tightened his fingers on Van Cleef's shoulder, and said in a deep voice:

No! You are imprisoned, 10,000 years could have made the world a better place, but you didn't, you failed your talents, you failed the world, you didn't make it better! This Mistake, it should be stopped!

There should be some people to remind you that if you fall behind, you will be beaten! Some people should use the cruelest way to drive you into the right track of evolution. The decayed civilization should be burned. Only when it feels pain can it burst out with new strength! This is my mission, to completely burn down this decayed and pale old world! And you, your mission... is to rebuild a new civilization on that land full of ashes! Stronger and more qualified to rule this land civilization!

The kings are afraid of me, and they should be!

A weird smile flashed across Tyrion's face, which made Van Cleef's clothes soaked through. At this moment, he realized that under Tyrion's gentleness, there was a crazy, hideous His soul, just approaching, will make him feel the collapse of the world, his goal is not pure massacre at all... he wants to destroy everything!

this madman...

I see the future, from the eyes of all the dead, the living, and those who are about to be born, I see the future!

The Dark Blade King's tone returned to calm again, his icy blue eyes shone with earnest hope, and he looked at Van Cleef:

Have you seen it? The new world that shines with infinite hope, the new world created by us, have you... seen it?

Van Cleef, who was covered in cold sweat, didn't know whether to nod or shake his head, and his sluggish expression made Tyrion very dissatisfied, but after a while, the Undead King shrugged:

It doesn't matter if you don't understand, I don't expect you to understand me, you just need to do it the way I taught you... I will give these civilians, and all the remaining civilians after we destroyed the Stormwind Kingdom, to you Come manage!

But remember clearly, you are not a king. Under my management, there will be no kings or nobles on this land... There will be no nobility determined by blood!

You will be their chief, planning and building a better life for them... If you can't, VanCleef, I won't punish you, but these people, these people I have given free will ...they will punish you with their own hands!