Azeroth’s Death Track

What is the landscape of the Shadowlands like?

Just from the name of this place, we can roughly guess the environment of this ghost place, it is dark, there is no life in the conventional sense, the world is filled with coldness and loneliness, maybe it is like hell, full of lava And the destructive sulfur atmosphere, only monsters in the energy state can survive in this ghost place.

This is the imaginary Shadow Realm, or the Realm of Death, where the undead should be... But in fact, it is not like this.

According to Wagri Agatha, the Shadowlands is a complete world that is countless times wider than the real world, and even a complete universe. It is like the back of the real world, just like the back of a coin. The two sides exist in opposition to each other, yet merge with each other.

In every world, there is an entrance to the Realm of Death. In some civilizations, it is regarded as part of the cycle, and the legend of death and hell is born because of this, but unfortunately, at least in Azeroth, this The world doesn't have a normal Grim Reaper in the conventional sense.

Hela, who holds the largest entrance to the Realm of Death in Azeroth, should be the God of Death, but this crazy woman has been completely distorted by hatred. Regardless of the balance and cycle of life and death, this has led to the development of the world of Azeroth for 10,000 years, and the total number of lives in the mortal world is still only so much...

Bwonsamdi's work attitude is much better than that of Hela, but the problem is that there seems to be some problems with the entrance to the realm of death controlled by the troll god of death. He can only control the life and death cycle of the troll, or sign with other lives Some weird agreements to capture the souls of other races.

Moreover, Bwonsamdi cannot forcibly control the souls of all the trolls, because there are other loas competing with him for the belonging of the believers, and the power of death mastered by the troll god of death is not strong, at least compared to the crazy Hella, He is at an absolute disadvantage.

However, these two people also have something in common. They both regard the knowledge related to the realm of death as more precious than anything else, and never reveal a word or phrase of this mysterious world, but now, the true face of this world has appeared in the In front of Tyrion.

Frankly speaking, this truth made him feel a little...surprised.

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Well...

Fu...

Well...

Fu...

Yuna sat cross-legged on a rock curiously, looking at Tyrion in front of her with her eyes closed, exhaling and inhaling constantly, beside Tyrion's hand, there was also a bottle of water that was 1/3 drunk , and a half-bitten local fruit, and the expression of the always calm and awe-inspiring Lord Dark Blade at this time is very wonderful...

In this world, he regained the five senses and strange physiological activities as a living person. After entering this world for 10 minutes, when he was assimilated to a certain extent by the realm of death, the indifferent emotions in his heart seemed to be They all became active again, and the indifferent scene in front of them seemed to become alive again.

At this time, he is re-adapting to the movement of breathing, just like a living person, using the movement of exhaling and inhaling to make those organs in the body start working again, and even the cold blood in the blood vessels begins to flow , although he lacked a heart in his chest, causing the process of blood circulation to be somewhat awkward, but the restoration of this sense that had been lost for several years also made Tyrion feel a little novelty.

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He picked up the water bottle, and under Yuna's gaze, he gulped down several mouthfuls of water, and then maintained that movement, savoring the warm touch of the cold water flowing through his parched throat, and the sweetness of the water. .

Yes, those weird toxins are no longer needed, in this new world, he can also feel the taste of food.

It's amazing...

After a while, Tyrion opened his eyes. He looked at the mountain stream shrouded in twilight in front of him. It was like a natural palace. Around the mountain stream, there were dozens of slender stone pillars, which completely defied the principle of gravity. The method used to support the heavy mountain rocks above, on the ground of this mountain stream, is a very flat circle with the natural texture of the stones on it.

To be honest, this is hardly a natural formation.

Little Yuna, what's there?

Tyrion pointed to the darkness beyond the mountain stream and asked softly. Beside him, little Yuna tilted her head and looked at Tyrion's fingers. She said boringly:

It's nothing, it's just a black forest, there are some weird birds in it, like crows, they are standing on the branches watching you, maybe they are still cursing you, this kind of crows can talk, they like to scream and curse people, And they swear badly.

Oh, is it so?

Lord Darkblade nodded. He looked in that direction. He didn't see any black forest, nor did he see two crows. He didn't see anything. There was only a surging darkness there.

But Yuna will not lie to him, that is to say, what he can see in the realm of death is limited, and it is currently limited to this mountain stream. This may mean that he is still not recognized by this world, but this world The special influence on the undead has already appeared on him. After the dead person enters here, it seems to have regained the state when he was alive...

You can breathe, you can feel all emotions, you can be happy, you can get rid of the pale and cold reality... Just like its name, the realm of death, the world prepared for the dead.

Tyrion stood up, took Yuna's hand, and slowly approached the darkness at the edge of the stone pillar in the mountain stream. The darkness and twilight formed a clear boundary in front of his eyes, dividing this space into two, The darkness in front of Tyrion's eyes was like a forbidden area.

Lord Darkblade took a deep breath, stretched out his fingers, and touched the black light curtain in front of him. Between the touches of his fingers, a series of fine sparks burst out from the halo, that kind of cold and irritating The senses, like an electric shock, made Tyrion feel numbness in his fingers, and he subconsciously pulled his fingers out of the darkness.

Feeling the faint pain on his fingers disappearing slowly, the high lord took a step back, looking seriously at the darkness floating in front of him, he shook his head:

Well... maybe it's really not the time yet. We should go, let's go here first this time.

While talking, Tyrion pulled Yuna and prepared to leave along the way she came. Although the little ghost was a little dissatisfied, she didn't want to quarrel with her good friends, so she followed Tyrion and prepared to leave. Leave your home in this world.

And at this moment, a slight sound resounded in the hearts of Tyrion and Yuna at the same time.

Did you hear it?

Yuna listened sideways, and after a few seconds, she blinked and looked at Tyrion:

It told me to find Nur...Nur is here, it told me, in the forest behind...I'm going to find Nur! With Nur, I'll never get lost Way to go home!

wrong!

Tyrion held Yuna's wrist tightly. He didn't hear what the voice said, but an instinctive warning of danger drove him to leave this place, as if something bad was about to happen in the next moment.

Go! Go!

He summoned the Black Flame Bone Sword with one hand, and pulled Yuna towards the outside of the dark mountain stream with the other. In Tyrion's vision, the darkness outside the mountain stream began to roll strangely, as if to swallow him completely , Yuna shouted in dissatisfaction:

Stop! Tyrion, stop, Nur is behind, we can't just leave it here!

Don't worry about Nuer, silly girl, let's go!

Tyrion tried his best to move forward, but at this moment, the strange dizziness and obscurity in his mind made his steps stagger, he turned his head back with difficulty, looked at Yuna, and said in a deep voice:

It's... angry, we should go.

No!

Yuna let out a scream, causing Tyrion to turn around abruptly, and saw that the road they came from was filled with dark energy mist, and among the surging black mist, one after another, strange monsters were scattered all over their bodies like The black mucus-like armor, with only vaguely human-shaped dementors, those creatures that make the scalp tingle, emerged from the black mist one after another.

Follow me, girl!

Seeing the large number of dementors approaching slowly in silence, Tyrion let go of Yuna, and clenched the black fire bone sword in his hands, and the hazy voice of the apocalypse also sounded in Tyrion's heart:

What the hell are you in? This place makes me very uncomfortable! And, how did your strength weaken so much?

Do not talk nonsense!

Tyrion gritted his teeth and responded. Seeing the dementors rushing up from the ground, Tyrion held the sword in both hands and took a step forward. The bone sword in his hand drew a weak arc in the air, While the black soul fire was shining, the bone sword, which can do terrible damage to spirit bodies, chopped off the heads of two dementors without stopping.

But after their heads were cut off, their bodies were like black ooze, which strangely melted in the continuous darkness, but being able to hurt these spirit monsters gave Tyrion A great deal of confidence that anything that can be hacked to death by him is never worth fearing.

And Yuna is also holding Tyrion's clothes tightly. She has never seen so many dementors dispatched together. Under the order of a higher will, it is very likely that all the dementors in this unowned area The monsters are all concentrated here.

Follow me! Girl!

The great lord lifted the little ghost and put it on his shoulder, making her hold on to his helmet, while he swung his bone sword, slashing left and right, chopping up the approaching dementors one by one. A path was slashed forward in the light curtain that danced like black mud.

But as Apocalypse and Agatha warned, the longer you stay in the Realm of the Dead, the more Tyrion's power will drop, and after the appearance of the Dementor, his power will drop faster. The moment Tyrion rushed into the front of the road, Tyrion even felt the weight of the bone sword in his hand... This shows that he has been weakened to an incredible degree.

Ahead! Just ahead, keep going, don't stop!

Yuna held on to Tyrion's helmet tightly. Under the impact of the howling negative energy, the little ghost's long white hair was blown up. Her bright eyes looked directly at the tumbling darkness in front of her, guiding Tyrion. way home.

And the moment he stepped into the passage between the two worlds, Yuna suddenly looked back, Tyrion didn't know what the little ghost saw, he only heard Yuna screaming.

Nur! You're finally here to help us! Wait for me...I'll save you!

Then he felt Yuna jump off his shoulders and ran towards the darkness behind him. At the moment Tyrion turned his head, he happened to see the scene where the running Yuna was engulfed by the darkness.

No! Yuna! Come back! Girl, come back!

Tyrion shouted loudly, but he could no longer see Yuna. The moment the guide jumped into the darkness, the road leading to the present world under Tyrion's feet immediately collapsed, as if he had fallen into endless shadows In the deep abyss, there was a thick dark fog on the left, right, front, back, and shadows. There was silence between the shadows, and dementors of various shapes were staring at him.

That cold gaze made Tyrion clenched the heavy weapon in his hand, he was panting like a living person, how long has he been in such a mess?

Your will is faltering, Tyrion...you are failing.

The hazy voice of the apocalypse rang in Tyrion's ears with undisguised gloating. This rebellious bastard weapon always thought that Tyrion's behavior of taking advantage of the fire was a shame to it, but now, its only His master is about to die in battle at the intersection of the two worlds. After the death of Tyrion, Apocalypse can be sure that he will regain his freedom.

Shut up!

The Lord Darkblade swung his bone sword and knocked the rushing dementor to the ground. His own movements were also a little staggered. While dodging weakly, a dementor came out of the darkness under Tyrion's feet strangely. Crawling out, it let out a silent smirk, stretched out its disgusting hands, and grabbed Tyrion's left foot.

At the moment of being contacted by the dementor, Tyrion seemed to be thrown directly into the ice and snow field at minus 100 degrees. His already obscure thinking seemed to be frozen at this moment, and the energy in his body , Those extremely weak energies were also taken away by the dementors.

Those monsters, the monsters in the dark are like roaring beasts, taking advantage of the gap where Tyrion lost his defense, they passed through Tyrion's body in a cheerful posture, like ghosts , every time it passes through, it will take away part of the energy of the great lord, and make his frozen thinking even more dull.

If this continues, in less than 30 seconds, Tyrion will fall into eternal death because of the extinguishment of the fire of the soul.

During the attack of the dementors, he struggled to touch his finger to the storage ring. This action took him nearly 10 seconds. The moment his finger touched the dark ring, a large pack of bottles The canister appeared in his hand, and then fell to the ground. The potions scattered in all directions. Tyrion gritted his teeth, and in a slow-motion gesture, raised the bone sword in his hand, and smashed it on the ground under his feet. On the golden medicine bottle.

crash

At this moment, the condensed holy water collided with the extreme negative energy, as if endless flames erupted, like a golden bonfire being ignited, scaring away those cheerful dementors, and they kept coming back. Withdrew, and even the surrounding earth, which was like surging black mud, became clear again.

Tyrion, whose whole body was covered with frost, sat down on the ground. Tremblingly, he picked up the Shadow Protection Potion, twisted it away, and poured it into his mouth.

Fu...fu, it's really dangerous, almost...almost glorious...

Tyrion! Are you all right?

Yuna's cry also sounded at this moment, and Tyrion responded weakly. The next moment, Yuna's figure jumped out of the darkness from nowhere, and smashed into Tyrion like a cannonball. In Ang's arms, the little ghost didn't know what kind of terrible experience her running around brought to Tyrion. friends look.

Look! Noor, I've found it! It's here to help us.