Azeroth’s Death Track

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The glass full of fine wine smashed on the carpet, the broken glass splashed everywhere, and even the bloody red wine was spilled everywhere. At the dining table full of delicious food, the last one standing The old marshal looked at the calm lady in front of him with incredible eyes. He covered his heart and asked painfully:

Why? Madam Elena, why are you doing this!

Faced with the questioning of the Supreme Commander of the Drustvar Army, Marshal Avery Reed, blood flashed in the pale lady's eyes. She touched her rejuvenated face, lowered her head, and said softly :

Sorry, but...but it has to be.

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Under the attack of poisonous blood, the body of the old marshal fell on the carpet. Behind him, there were all the high-ranking commanders of the army who had been wiped out, and outside the manor, those local nobles who were invited, also suffered the same fate.

Except for those nobles who were rescued by Lord Stormsong, today, at the moment when this feast of death ended, the entire Drustvar's cumbersome and huge noble network was completely torn apart. The local people who were proud of their noble blood eventually died in this glass of slow-acting poisoned wine.

The lady squatted down and closed the old marshal's staring eyes. She turned her head in pain and looked at the calm elf on the second floor who was leaning on the railing and holding a glass of wine in his hand.

Surrounded by the dead bodies in the house, the lady called to Tyrion:

I drank that blood, I did what you asked...

So, I also did what I promised.

Tyrion flicked his fingers, and the closed door of the banquet hall was pushed open from the inside. Lord Arthur Waycrest, who had also become young, walked into the hall with strides like he did when he was young. He hugged his wife in his arms. In this hall full of death, after a deep kiss between the loving couple who stayed with each other, the two raised their heads and looked at the instigator of all this.

Apart from the joy of reunion beyond death, the eyes of the couple who have returned to their youth are full of disgust and hatred for the most evil person in front of them.

He destroyed everything in a way that destroyed everything.

Tyrion also looked at the two newly transformed vampires... Generally speaking, it takes a period of recuperation for the human body to receive the blood of Salein, but if the blood lord is there to help, the process will be easier. The time it takes will be greatly reduced.

I know you guys hate me, but that's okay, I don't demand your gratitude and love.

Tyrion sipped the tasteless poisoned wine in his hand, then threw the wine glass down from the second floor, and with the sound of glass breaking, he turned and left.

I only want your loyalty... Now all the great tombs in Drustvar are open to the Dark Blade Knights. In 3 days, I want to see my army enter the Tiragarde Channel, and then... ..Siege Boralus with an army of endless undead!

This is my old friend Dai Lin's wake-up call, telling him with the wailing of the Kul Tirans... It's time to pay off the debt!

click, click

The sound of armor colliding sounded behind the Waycrest couple. The old marshal Everly Reed, who had just died, stood up and moved his body full of death energy. He looked at the front of his eyes with disgust. Behind him, the former loyal master, those high-ranking commanders stood up one after another, and the dark blade Valkyrie Wei Lai flapped her wings and floated behind them. It was she who awakened these powerful warriors in a very short time.

This is also a new ability that Tyrion gave her.

Marshal Everly Reed drew out his long sword. From the light reflected by the long sword, he saw his current appearance. He shook his head and asked in a deep voice:

I heard the order from death. I am about to step into the battlefield again. The only problem is... where is the army I want to command?

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Waycrest Manor, this is the ancient land where the Waycrest family has been living since more than 2,000 years ago. , the manor is still intact. Of course, among the four major families in Kul Tiras, the Waycrest family has been suffering from financial constraints.

Drustvar is not a rich area, coupled with the dark forces spreading here, the people here are very poor, and this situation has existed for many years, until after the orc war broke out, Dai Lin took Kul Tiras A large part of the armaments business in Drustvar has been transferred to Drustvar, which has given this area a new life, but the accumulation of wealth takes time...

In fact, the lord married his precious daughter to a businessman, and it may not have changed the idea of ​​​​the family's economy.

Because the large-scale renovation of the manor requires too much money, the manor has always maintained its original simplicity in essence, which made Tyrion enjoy the quiet and slightly dim environment, so he moved to the garden of the manor , In your spare time, experience the unique customs of this island country and the mainland.

Um...

The Dark Blade King cooked a piece of sea fish with a fork, and put the fat meat into his mouth. The toxin in the fish meat heated in the warm oil formed a very delicious taste in his mouth. , This is the taste that the cooks in Stormwind City can't cook no matter how they do it.

Very good, you are very talented, you are the chef I need.

Tyrion picked up the tablecloth, wiped his mouth, and said to the manor chef who was standing beside him, trembling and full of fear, a fat chef with a big belly and a white chef's robe:

After the incident in Kul Tiras is over, you can go back to Stormwind City with me. I like this smell. By the way, what's your name?

Lal, my name is Lal, Your Majesty.

The fat cook tried to look happy, but Tyrion couldn't hide the sweat from his brow and the horror in his eyes.

Don't worry, Lal, you know, living people are more suitable for flexible thinking and breakthrough work than undead, so if I need a good top chef who can satisfy my poor tongue If so, then he must be a real living being, not some uncreative ghoul...you know what I mean?

Tyrion casually put a priceless gem into Lal's hand:

As long as you can always make such satisfying food, your life will not be disturbed by any factors, and you will always live until the day you become impatient.

The fat chef understood the meaning of Tyrion's words. He secretly looked at the gem in his hand. It was a treasure he had never seen before. Lal was not a professional businessman, but he was sure that the gem in his hand Absolutely beyond the compensation he had worked for the lord and his wife for twenty years in the manor. Thinking of his son and family, the fat chef gritted his teeth and wiped his sweat with his hand.

He narrowed his eyes and said flatteringly to Tyrion:

Actually, Your Majesty, I know a kind of deep-sea fish that only lives in Drustvar. That rare fish contains unimaginable poison. I believe that the dishes made with it will definitely make you feel refreshed, but, I need a few days to prepare.

Then go, in this world, the only things you can live up to are freedom and delicious food...I am willing to wait for this.

Tyrion waved his hand, and the fat chef retreated obediently. After a while, El Knight pushed open the garden door and approached Tyrion with something:

Your Majesty, we have found it.

Um?

Tyrion raised his head, reached out and took the wooden box that Al handed over, and then pushed the dishes in front of Al, beckoning him to sit down and taste.

The Dark Blade King opened the wooden box, and there was a silver-gray, heavy book with a very simple atmosphere inside. He took it out, and the moment his fingers touched the book, a layer of weak thorns Pain burst from his fingertips, and Tyrion frowned.

Opposite Tyrion, El Knight rudely put the meat of the sea fish into his mouth, and while chewing, he whispered to his Majesty:

In the notes of Lord Waycrest's ancestors, the name of this book is recorded in detail. They called him Silver Ash Holy Book. An Ember Knight Goval is hiding in the cave formed by the Ash Knights, where there is a very cumbersome magic barrier, and it took us 2 days to break through it.

Is there only this book?

Tyrion asked while flipping through the book, and El Knight said with an unchanged expression:

There are also some silver weapons that have lost their effect over time. I brought back a few samples, and the others have been destroyed by the knights.

Well, Holy Silver...

Tyrion looked at the records of the strange weapons used by the Ash knights in this silver and gray tome, which were some items that had never been heard on the mainland, including holy silver, a kind of material used in casting evil weapons. Special, burning substance holy fire oil that can cause devastating damage to dark creatures, and some other alchemical products.

The Dark Blade King noticed that the Ember Knights adopted special training methods to ensure the perfect fit of soul and body, so as to ensure that their souls would not be captured by dark magic during the war with Drust.

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Tyrion put this holy book on the table in front of him, his eyes were full of dignity:

Are you sure that there are no other copies? The knowledge recorded in this book is a great threat to Dark Blade.

No, we can assure you, Your Majesty.

Al Knight finished eating the last piece of fish, wiped his mouth, and said:

Even the cave has been destroyed, no one will know the last legacy of the Knights of Ashes!

very good!

The Dark Blade King stretched out his fingers, and the cold death energy instantly covered the silver-gray holy book in front of him. Under the action of the corrosive energy shining with a blood-red halo, the book seemed to be thrown into endless time , quickly weathered, and in the end, only some scattered holy silver remained, and a pile of ashes that dissipated in the wind.

You should also participate in the attack on Tiragarde Sound. Al, you and your knights are a very important force. In addition, don't rush into Stormsong Valley. I guess, the calm appearance of that place Underneath, it is already full of dark forces that make people crazy.

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While Tyrion and his knights were planning an attack on Kul Tiras, at the same moment, in a secluded cabin on a merchant ship bound for the eastern continent from Boralus, a lonely The female guest took off her hat and robe tiredly, and a heavy package was hidden under the robe.

She sat on the table in the cabin, put the package in front of her eyes, and opened it. Inside was a rubbing book filled with densely packed text and pictures, and a short knife with a sheath.

She picked up the dagger, gripped the scabbard tightly, and drew it out.

There is a flash of light dancing on the dusty blade, which belongs to the light of holy silver. The style of this short knife is completely different from the style popular in the human world today, but it has a violent beauty of the barbaric era, and if If the book is not wrong, such a knife can easily pierce through the thick magic shields of those death knights, and the holy silver on the blade can even cause terrible damage to them.

Khadgar, you are really playing with fire...

The female guest walked up to the mirror on the cabin wall, she stretched out her hand and wiped it on her face, and soon, a strange mask was removed from her face, revealing the real face of the female guest.

Light green skin, with small fangs, and a pair of big eyes similar to those of the Draenei, and black hair with mature double ponytails.

Garona Harvard Olsen...a top assassin who was supposed to be imprisoned in the deepest part of Karazhan is now sitting on a boat from Boralus to the Eastern Continent. She looks at the glass in front of her, which shines with Her sad eyes.

I knew that you were still the same...Death didn't take you, it didn't change you, my Khadgar, you're still the same hero.

But... your future, if you keep going like this, where will it go?