Azeroth’s Death Track

Unfortunately, we were unable to rescue him.

He died like a warrior, and his sacrifice inspires us.

I'll erect a statue for him in Stormwind to commemorate...

This is the last thing the spies found on the battlefield. I think you are the only one qualified to keep it.

Please be sorry, Stormwind City still needs us to be united.

A great man is gone and we will...

Get out! Get out!

The noisy dream was awakened by a piercing scream, Countess Katerina sat up from the bed panting, her complexion was a little pale, no longer the arrogant and domineering look of the Black Dragon Princess, nor the radiance of a few days ago .

She sat on the bed alone, letting the luxurious quilt slip off her smooth skin, and the maid Maria who heard the noise rushed into the house quickly, and was hit on the head by a pillow the next moment.

Get out! Don't come in! Don't bother me!

Katerina screamed like a lunatic. At this time, she couldn't see any dignity that a descendant of the Prestor family should have. Instead, she was angry like a wild beast. In anger, it turned into yellow snake eyes.

The black dragon maid was terrified, she hurriedly left the room, and then heard sobbing from the bedroom, and a moment later, the head maid Palina walked towards the door with a cup of hot tea, but was stopped by Maria .

The hostess doesn't want anyone to disturb her!

The black dragon maid looked at the humans in front of her with a wary look, and the head maid Palina was very familiar with this look. During her years of serving the royal family, she had seen this look more than once. It was to be wary of other people One gets the gracious gaze of the master.

The young black dragon in front of her tried her best to look mature, but Ms. Palina knew very well that she was just a child, just like Katerina, a child who had just grown up.

Get out of the way! Maria, what the count needs now is not calmness, but comfort.

Although the head maid is just an ordinary human being, the aura around her is very strong. For a moment, even the black dragon maid felt depressed, but soon, she bared her teeth at Ms. Palina, but The head maid was not afraid, on the contrary, a peaceful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Katerina needs comfort, and you can't give her, so... get out of the way, little girl, I won't say it a second time!

The black dragon maid wanted to block this annoying human woman, but she had to admit that what Palina said made sense, so after a while, she got out of the way in frustration, and the head maid glanced at her and said approvingly :

Good boy, so good.

After finishing speaking, she pushed open the door and walked into the dark bedroom. When she looked up, she saw the Countess sitting on the bed, covering her face and sobbing silently. The well-informed maid sighed, she already knew Katrin However, she did not resign from the position of the head maid of the Prestor family because of this. On the contrary, she treated Katerina more tenderly.

She put the tea cup in her hand aside, walked to the bed, gently stretched out her hand, and hugged Katerina who was crying silently. She stroked the countess's hair and said softly:

Still feeling sad for him?

No!

The black dragon princess curled up in Palina's arms, she stubbornly denied: I will not be sad for the death of a stupid human being, no! It's not because of him... no.

But it was you that Duke Bolvar missed before he died.

The head maid reached out and picked up the box on the side, took out the blood-stained ring, and put it in Katerina's palm. She whispered:

I know you are proud, and I also know that you don't really like the Duke of Bolvar. Your sadness and pain come from responsibilities you have never shouldered. Everyone who comes to condolences tells you that you love him It is very important for you, and this heavy pressure has overwhelmed you, my poor master.

Palina stroked Katerina's long hair, her voice was more gentle:

I don't know how you lived in the past, maybe you have never been so closely involved in human society and civilization, but this is the first lesson you have learned, you enjoy the feeling of being pursued by the Duke of Bolvar, you You have a lot of fun playing with his affections, but after he's gone, that joy turns into a horrible stress that weighs you down.

Parina, I feel like something is blocked in my heart.

Katerina said softly:

I've never felt emotions like this before, it's hard... I can dream about that, I hate that.

This feeling is called guilt, my master.

Palina stretched out her hand to bring overheated tea, put it in the hands of the countess, and said to her:

The departure of every important person in your life will make you feel guilty, release anger when you should be gentle with him, and play petty temper when you should get along well with him, but one day, when When you realize you're never going to see him again, you feel guilty about it, and you could have treated him better and kept the two of you together, but you didn't.

Don't let this guilt consume you, mistress.

Katerina blankly held up the teacup in her hand. In terms of age, she was more than ten times older than this human woman, but as Palina said, she had never paid attention to these things from a human perspective. Emotions, and now, at the moment when she had to live as a human in the human kingdom, these emotions fell on her like a mountain avalanche.

She may not like Bovar, and the previous skin-to-skin relationship may be just a way to win over, but at this moment, her heart is full of guilt, especially when she sees the ring... that was once given to her by Bovar , but was thrown back by her ring.

The blood stains reminded people that when the Duke was fighting on the battlefield with this ring, he was still concerned about her in a distant place.

This heavy, irresistible feeling made her feel unbearably heavy.

How do I get rid of this guilt? Pallina, it's driving me crazy.

Katerina said with difficulty: How can I express my apology to a dead person?

The head maid picked up the comb and tidied up the messy hair of the mistress, she said gently:

I heard that the Duke of Bolvar has a daughter who is fostered in Kul Tiras. Maybe it's time to bring her back to Stormwind City. If you raise her with your own hands, your guilt towards the Duke will dissipate... believe it I, the hostess, love, using love to dilute guilt is the best way.

No, she cannot be brought to Stormwind.

The Countess shook her head. She turned her head and looked at the dark window. The night outside the window could not block the eyes of the Black Dragon Princess. She could clearly see the breathless undead outside the city. She said softly:

There is no hope for this city...

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In the dark night of the siege of the undead, the entire city was filled with panic, but the Kul Tiras fleet that arrived at the pier this afternoon brought an army of nearly ten thousand people. Under his command, he took over the already extremely empty Stormwind City defense.

And those soldiers who fled from the East Valley battlefield two days ago were re-armed. It was an unspeakable shame for the Duke of the Kingdom to die on the spot. On the position of the main gate of Stormwind City, he has already vowed to live and die with the city gate.

The civilians from Northshire and Gold Town, as well as the citizens of Stormwind City, were packing up their salutes in the dark, while the road leading to the pier was guarded by guards, and the Kul Tiras fleet shouldered the task of transporting civilians, The merchant ships of Stormwind City were also recruited, and they wanted to send the civilians to Khaz Modan or South Sea Town as quickly as possible.

With Lothar's order reaching each kingdom, in the past few days, more and more ships are heading towards Stormwind City. The exile scene chosen when facing the threat of orcs a few years ago, once again appeared in Stormwind City, but at this moment, the situation is even more critical.

At this time, in the old town of Stormwind City, most of the civilians have been completely emptied out. Under the guidance of the secret agents of SI:7, the royal guards surrounded the Pig and Whistle inn in the dark. This point has been confirmed by Master Shaw. Tonight, when the undead have besieged Stormwind City, they must cut off the hidden dangers here.

But unexpectedly, Xiao Er walked in the dark alley again, but he never encountered that weird ghost again. There were almost no obstacles along the way. Hundreds of royal guards quickly surrounded the hotel. The trembling boss and attendants were found in the palace. These poor guys have been imprisoned here for 3 full days.

With the help of the tavern owner, heavily armed soldiers quickly surrounded the third floor of the hotel.

The Stormwind City defense general Jonathan Marcus, who rushed back from the Westfall, and the leader of SI:7, Shaw, looked at each other. Finally, the general kicked open the door of the largest room on the third floor, and the heavily armed soldiers As soon as they rushed out, they drew their weapons, and in the dim light of the lit fire, they surrounded the strange guy sitting in the center of the house with his back to the door.

Whoever you are! Scum in the service of the undead! By the King's order, you are under arrest!

General Jonathan Marcus was a brave paladin. The death of Duke Bolvar filled his heart with anger. He stepped forward with a hammer in his hand, and stretched out his hand to press the shoulder of the silent guy. At this moment , A wisp of cold frost spread from this guy, and quickly extended to General Jonathan's arm.

ah!

The general roared in pain, he took a few steps back, and the soldiers behind him rushed to catch his general, watching the thick frost spread upwards rapidly, and the flesh and blood wrapped in the frost had turned into lifeless dry bones, The soldiers beside him gritted their teeth, swung their tomahawks, and cut off the general's left arm, which saved the general's life.

This weird scene made all the soldiers hold their weapons tightly. Xiao Er was hiding in the darkness, and he quietly approached the figure. This guy was very dangerous, so Xiao Er did not intend to waste any more time. Stabbed right at the quiet guy, the sharp dagger pierced the guy's skin, but made a strange sound of iron and steel.

It's like... like it's been stabbed into a steel plate.

Well

Nefarian, who was in the dormancy of the undead, was awakened by this blow. The Frost Dragon opened his eyes and looked at the vigilant soldiers around him. A strange joy flashed across his skinny face.

So... time is up, right?

Aw!

The deep dragon chant tore through the night of the city.

In the next second, under the stunned gaze of all the soldiers and master assassins, a giant frost dragon more than 50 meters long appeared in the hotel in the old city. Its huge body easily shattered the building, and its heavy body It directly crushed the floor under his feet.

Nefarian's new body is thinner than his previous flesh and blood body. After all, the whole body's blood has been drawn, but now the blood flowing in the blood vessels is no longer weak liquid, but substantial destructive energy, the cold ice and snow Covering its ferocious appearance, on the dragon head full of violent beauty, every dragon horn is covered with ice edges.

Every breath it took was so deadly, and the moment it appeared, a quarter of the buildings in the old city were covered with snow-white ice flakes.

Amidst the flying bricks and ice, Xiao Er covered his face in pain. He finally knew why the undead spies hiding in Stormwind City didn't need to hide more... This is not spies at all, these are the undead A planned...weapon to destroy Stormwind from within.

This dragon chant may be the countdown to the annihilation of the formerly glorious Stormwind City. This may be the last dance of the people who don't know the truth and have no choice. At the end of the music, they will face the challenge of death and despair alone.

Good luck to them.