Azeroth’s Death Track

Let me be presumptuous!

When Tyrion was forced into the last corner, feeling the undisguised killing intent of the Dark Blade King, the forced Grand Lich whispered something.

The next moment, the huge magic power that makes up the space, the huge magic power from around the magic tower in Karazhan, exploded in one, and the thick magic power converged into a purple chain of light, extending from the invisible place, tightly buckled On Tyrion's hands, feet, and even his body, between the criss-crossing chains, the Dark Blade King seemed to be thrown into a cage where endless chains were reorganized, and his body was forcibly sealed off.

It is not difficult for a lich to control the magic power of the entire Karazhan at once, but it is a bit difficult to maintain the aftermath of this space when the two are fighting. The great witch whose body is wrapped around six golden rune chains The demon looked at the Dark Blade King, the silver light in his eyes danced, and he said in a deep voice:

Please listen to me! Please suppress your anger! I... did not betray you!

Tyrion, who was imprisoned by the huge magic power, raised his head, and a fierce light shone in his ice blue eyes:

Whether you have betrayed can only be determined by the judge...Unfortunately...

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A huge, twisted, torn curtain-like darkness rose from Tyrion's body, his eyes turned pure black at this moment, the archlich realized that something was wrong, but before he tried to turn the magic In an instant, an illusory dark behemoth roared and rushed out of the shackles of the magic chain.

The roaring sound directly vibrated the Grand Lich's tough soul, just like the most powerful banshee's howl, causing his connection with the magic power to be forcibly interrupted at this moment.

That dark behemoth danced in the air, leaving smoke-like dust light wherever it went, like a snake that preyed on it, and quickly wrapped the body of the great lich with dark fluttering, layer after layer of silk thread The hole pierced the archlich's body and soul, and in his silver eyes, the dark beast floating endlessly in front of him was Tyrion's phantom face.

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The claws formed by the power of the soul clasped the soul under the body of the Grand Lich. In front of the Lich, the dark fluff almost enveloped the entire arcane space. Tyrion looked at Khadgar in front of him like an indifferent god. , he didn't need to speak, his voice sounded directly in the soul of the Grand Lich:

I'm your judge... I don't know how long it takes you to save a soul, but I'll only give you... 30 seconds!

Now, talk! I'm listening.

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I used to be an idealist. Like you, I dreamed of protecting the order of the world and making the world and civilization develop in a better direction. After joining the Kirin Tor, I was even sent to Medivh as a victim. When I was young, it was this naive idea that supported me all the time.

Even when I was rendered inhuman by Medivh's curse, I used this set of rhetoric to convince myself...

Khadgar, whose soul was strangled, summed up his first half of his life with a calm voice, but before his eyes, there was no fluctuation in the illusory eyes of Tyrion, who appeared in the form of a pure soul.

25 seconds!

The voice made Khadgar shrug his shoulders. The Grand Lich didn't seem to be worried about his current state. He continued talking, as if the countdown to his death didn't exist.

But as my strength grew, I saw a lot of things and met a lot of people, Medivh, you, Sefiel, Danas, Orgrim, everyone has their own beliefs, everyone has their own beliefs. I have my own plans for the world, different thinking will produce collisions, and collisions will lead to disasters, I began to realize that no matter what ideas, ideas, or plans, it is impossible to be perfect.

So, like many people, after my dreams were shattered, I became a realist. Yes, after you resurrected me, I looked at all this with a calmer mind, so I realized one thing: except Beyond diplomacy, cooperation, compromise, deceit, coaxing, and bragging, building a better world often means tearing down the old, and that creates enemies.

It's your idea, your plan, it's the most extreme thinking I've ever seen, but it's also the most likely to come true, I've seen what you've done, you're not a big talker , so I am willing to dedicate my strength to it.”

20 seconds! You talk too much nonsense!

Tyrion said coldly, but Khadgar didn't care, he spent a third of the last 30 seconds of his life as a foreshadowing, and at the next moment, his eyes looked at Tyrion, and the silver light in his eyes danced up:

But you are contradictory, Tyrion Blade of Dawn, you set the bottom line for us, let us change the world while keeping us from falling into the mind of monsters, but only you! It should be You, the most steadfast executor, are contradictory!

I can feel the worry in your heart and a touch of...fear about the future. You pretend to be full of confidence, but in fact, you yourself can't predict what the results of everything you promote will lead to in the future. You I feel that there are endless ugliness and ignorance hidden under the appearance of this fantasy world, and that is what I see. You hope that the fire of wisdom and civilization will envelope every life! That is what I want to do.

But you have to make a choice, you have to obey your inner desires or make noble sacrifices, as you know very well that you can't have light and shadow at the same time, you can't be a savior and be a A tyrant who destroys everything!

You have to make a choice! But I can feel the wavering in your heart... You let the death lords go their own way, let the conflicts between each other breed, and after the demons came, you arranged every death lord Worst battlefield... I've seen!

15 seconds!

Tyrion's voice came again, and Khadgar didn't even change his tone. He was expressing his inner feelings:

Saurfang will meet his son, Danas will face the last Trollbane besides him, and even Dailin, Dailin will face the most painful choice in the war, what are you What do you want to see? Tyrion... are you forcing them to choose between the Darkblade and their own feelings?

You wouldn't do that, would you? You are using this method to convey to humans a hidden meaning that life and death can coexist... You keep saying that I am a traitor, no, Tyrion, you You are the biggest traitor in the system you built!

Because you don't want to see the civilization you put your hope on, the civilization that is more fragile than the dark blade, but has a bright future, being smashed by yourself! Admit it, under the cold and ruthless appearance, you have a With a hotter heart than anyone else... What did I do? I just did what you can't and won't do...I just gave that civilization, the hope and the key to the future.

10 seconds! You finally admitted your betrayal!

Tyrion's claws on Khadgar's soul became tighter and tighter. On the level of pure soul confrontation, Khadgar was no match for him, especially after Archimonde's soul fragment was transformed into his soul. after.

Betrayal? Say what you want.

Khadgar's expression was very calm, and he let out a sigh of relief:

Just like what you told me, a disjointed civilization can only truly unite in the face of a powerful enemy, and then burst out all potential and hope to completely end the stupid internal friction. The human empire needs the dark blade, but the dark blade also needs The Imperium of Man...without the Imperium of Man's threat, the conflict among the Death Lords will eventually bury the system.

The survival of the undead is not the key, but the immature civilization protected by the undead, everything in the Defias Federation, that kind of civilization that has never appeared in this world, and that is not the civilization that should be born in the environment of this world... .A purely mechanical civilization, tell me, Tyrion, after you died, your soul must have had a wonderful journey, you saw the gesture of this civilization from other places, so you moved it come over.

There was a hint of joy and ridicule in the voice of the Grand Lich:

But, it's not suitable for Azeroth, at least not completely suitable, and you also discovered this, right?

You think Azeroth's native magical civilization is not enough to support the future of this world, but rebuilding is much easier than rectifying. You chose to break everything and rebuild, but what about me? I think our civilization can be rescued again. After a while, I chose to rectify. I believe that with the threat of the dark blade, this road to rectification will not be so difficult. To be honest, I am looking forward to the future of the new empire.

The most important thing is, as I told Lothar, this rectified civilization is a way to fill the future of this magical world. Only the continuous healthy competition between the two civilizations can the future of this world be able to Full of hope, I just completed your plan for the future of the world, besides, you are welcome.

The Grand Lich closed his eyes, and as if he was dreaming, on his pale and thin face, he also showed the hearty smile that he had when he was a living person:

That's all I want to say. I have never betrayed the ideal of the dark blade. I will even take the initiative to maintain this great ideal, even at the cost of everything... Maybe I should discuss it with you before I act, but very It's a pity...you never ask for our opinions on this kind of matter, but you are all walkers on the road to greatness. Maybe in the future, you should learn to listen to other people's ideas...even if it's just for reference.

I'm sorry about what happened to Alleria, but I can assure you, it wasn't me...it was someone else, and, this time, after my death, the dissent in the shadows of the Dark Blade Molecules, will follow the path I planned for them, and completely break away from the dark blade system... They will think that we have become weaker, but without... the dark blade after fission, it will become stronger...more united .”

This is the last thing I can do for the system I am loyal to... We have been on the same road, my lord, it's just the same goal, and it's boring to always play the game of crushing, if If I have to say it, I can only say that I have injected new vitality into this game, and I have made it fairer and more fun.

Of course, I did something wrong and I will be punished. I am willing to accept the punishment... Finally, it is an honor to work with you...

Time is up...

Tyrion clenched his five fingers expressionlessly. With a sound like a shattering spar, the body of the Arch Lich Khadgar began to weather rapidly. After the soul was separated from the dead body, this long-dead body It also became rotten.

Like quicksand that was piled up, the moment Tyrion's soul returned to his body, the traces of Grand Lich Khadgar's existence in this world were completely erased.

The six golden rune chains became dim, and then clanged and fell to the ground of this space. Tyrion stepped forward, picked up the chains, and found a silver ring from the ashes. He put it in front of his eyes and looked at it. At this moment, the Dark Blade King's face was extremely calm, but the anger in his eyes did not subside.

I can smell the stench in your soul. You have made a contract with Bwonsamdi. I will not give your soul to him so easily. After I finish Bwonsamdi, you will welcome him. Come to the final judgment!

Black flames surged in Tyrion's palm, and the power of the soul was wrapped around this silver ring. This was the phylactery of the Grand Lich, but it was completely sealed by Tyrion with his own soul at this time. The outside senses are all sealed, like a death row prisoner trapped in a cage, waiting for the final judgment.

And, don't guess my mind casually...Although what you said has some truth.

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The barrier of violets suddenly shattered at this moment. Garona looked at Tyrion's figure. She searched left and right for her lover's trace, but she couldn't find that calming breath. Driven by the extreme pain in her heart, she , the half-orc assassin let out the sharpest hiss.

While wielding the two daggers, she rushed towards the Dark Blade King like a warrior, and then Tyrion grabbed her neck with one hand and slammed it hard on the wall beside her.

Hold it.

The Dark Blade King put the silver ring into Garona's pocket, and he said in a strange low voice:

Khadgar is finally home...

Let him sleep well, and when he wakes up, that's when he really dies... But maybe, with you on his last journey, he won't be too lonely...

After finishing speaking, Tyrion lifted the golden chain in his hand, humming a dark and strange little song and left the hall on the top floor as if going crazy, Garona took out the silver ring from her pocket in a daze, put it on In front of her eyes, a moment later, as if she felt something, she held the ring tightly in her palm, sat cross-legged on the ground, and let tears gushe out of her eyes weakly.

Standing at the entrance of Karazhan, Tyrion raised his head, and the dim halo above Deadwind Pass was rapidly converging into the crack of the tower. It seemed that Khadgar's death activated him to stay in this tower. Something in the Tower, and maybe soon, the whole of Deadwind Pass and Duskwood will have a new light and destiny.

The Dark Blade King moved his wrist, calling for his mount in his soul, he is very busy now.

Old friend Lothar is leaving, he has to send him off...