Azeroth’s Death Track

Waking up suddenly after sleeping for 3,000 years, any life will fall into confusion, especially after finding that everything you are familiar with has disappeared in time, and when you realize that you are the only one left in this strange world, that kind of The terrible loneliness is enough to destroy any calm thinking.

Of course, Rukhmar was lucky, after it woke up, it still had its former companion and lover to accompany it.

Although, in the ancient times when it ruled the world of Draenor together with Ansu and Saitai, Ansu never expressed love to it, but before Ansu forced Saitai to die in order to save it, After Ansu's life was distorted by the curse sealed on him, Rukhmar could clearly feel the unspoken passion.

In the last few hundred years of his life, in addition to sharing his life energy with the first generation of arakkoa, Rukhmar would always flap his wings of the sun and fly over every corner of the world of Draenor, crying Calling the name of his lover, but at that time, Ansu, who was hiding in the shadow world and was tortured by the dark force, could not hear this sad call.

It can be said that the love between Ansu and Rukhma is very cruel, but after the two separated by accident, Ansu never gave up the action of resurrecting Rukhma, and was even willing to give everything for it , This is enough to prove that the black-bellied and vicious Storm Raven is sincere about this relationship.

It probably gave all the warmth to Rukhmar, leaving only the dark side to this world.

But no matter what, after nearly 3,000 years, this hard-fated couple has crossed two worlds and several planes, and finally ushered in a happy ending.

Ansu...

Under Ansu's repeated calls, Rukhmar, who finally calmed down, folded his wings, and the golden-red sun flame that was floating around in the Emerald Holy Land quickly returned to its body, just like a baby swallow returning to its nest. This beautiful sunbird slowly fell from the sky. It tilted its head and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar Ansu. Rukhmar wanted to say something, but in the end it turned into a heavy exclamation:

The incarnation of the storm, time has left traces on you, look at your feathers, you are also old...

But you're still young and as pretty as ever...

Ansu didn't care about his posture. As a wilderness demigod born in Draenor, he didn't have an Emerald Dream to recuperate. When Tyrion met Ansu, this desperate wilderness demigod had already died. He is old, and he has only his last breath left before blowing the lamp and waxing the wax. Later, under the arrangement of Tyrion, he came to Azeroth and washed away the curse and exhaustion of his mind in the Emerald Dream, but that old posture It is not something that can be recovered overnight.

This God of Storm Raven, who is always glib, seemed a lot more honest when facing his goddess. He looked up and down at Rukhmar beside him with his black onyx eyes, and said softly:

Don't think about it, my Rukhmar, it's good to have you back, I'm glad, I'm really glad...

Before Ansu finished speaking, Rukhmar spread his wings like a humanoid creature, and gave Ansu a sudden hug. The necks of the two ravens were pressed together, looking very close. The little ghost Yuna, who was watching this scene on the shoulders, immediately covered her eyes with her hands, as if seeing something embarrassing, but the gaps between her fingers were extremely wide, and her flexible eyes rolled happily , looking at the two shameless demigod ravens chatting with each other below.

Speaking of... what happened to your tail?

Rukhmar and Ansu hugged for more than ten seconds. This beautiful flame raven took a step back. Its voice sounded like that of the majestic Royal Sister, and it was like a queen commanding the sky. It was hoarse. The voice was full of irreversible strength. It tilted its head and frowned as it looked at the vacant part of Anzu's wide tail feathers. Rukhman's sun-jewel-like eyes flashed a trace of dissatisfaction:

This posture is really ugly! Who dares to pull out your tail feathers? Who dares to bully you? Tell me...I'll help you out!

As he spoke, Rukhmar's eyes turned to the great lord Tyrion who was standing aside, and the little ghost on his shoulder. The wide blue-black tail feathers hid behind him, and then he pretended not to know anything, his small face glanced to one side, and he whistled softly.

But Anzu's tail feathers are taller than Yuna's. She hides her trophy behind her head, but the beautiful feathers are constantly swaying behind her head, and the little ghost is sneaky and deceiving. The posture made the newly resurrected Rukhmar laugh out loud.

Look, what a cute little girl...

Rukhma moved her huge wings, and the golden-red flame vibrated slightly on her body, like a moving unquenchable sacred flame. Yang Yan Raven's eyes quickly set on the silent Tyrion. On the body, the two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Rukhmar suddenly spread his wings and flew towards the great lord on the edge of the platform.

An Su hurriedly stopped his wife who had just woken up and couldn't tell the situation:

No! Rukhmar, this is a friend!

I know.

Rukhmar, who landed on the ground, shook his head and kept shrinking in size. When he finally became as tall as Tyrion, he looked at the great lord in front of him and said softly:

Mr. Tyrion helped me expel the beast consciousness that occupied my body. I can see clearly. I am here to thank you, kind and powerful undead. As you said, you are better than the undead The Green Dragon Queen is more professional...When Ansu brought me into the Emerald Dream, my tired soul could already perceive the outside world...

Rukhmar shook his head wearily, the flame field on his forehead was shaking in the air:

Ysera vowed that she would help Ansu awaken my soul, but unfortunately, she only expelled a part of that tyrannical consciousness, but did not completely expel it from my body, and the power of the Emerald Dream to the soul The nurturing ability made the remaining beast soul hidden in my bones grow stronger day by day, and its oppression on me became heavier and heavier, and finally made me fall into a long sleep and coma again.

If it wasn't for your help, Lord Tyrion.

Yang Yan Raven bowed slightly towards Tyrion very formally, and said:

I'm afraid I will be completely assimilated by the consciousness of that beast, and there is no possibility of waking up...

Faced with this sincere thanks, the high lord shook his head. He glanced at Ansu who was standing beside Rukhmar, and said softly:

Don't thank me. Ansu and I are old friends for many years. I will help it if it is reasonable. What's more, for your resurrection, Ansu has already paid the commission for your help. After your resurrection, both of us Let's settle the matter...Of course, I am happy to continue to maintain a friendly relationship with the two of you, but speaking of which, I happen to have one thing to ask you.

Rukmar, your bones have been placed in the lair of the storm in the Emerald Dream. During the period when the nightmare attacked the Emerald Dream, I want to know, have you come into contact with the nightmare?

Tyrion's straightforward question caused Ansu's eyes to change slightly. This is what Ansu has been worrying about. The Storm Raven itself is protected by a god-given body in this world, and it is difficult for nightmares to invade its spirit, but The sleeping Rukhmar didn't have the ability to protect himself. With the more rampant nightmares recently, Ansu could no longer wait any longer. It was this kind of urgent pressure that prompted Ansu to merge with Tyrion. .

Facing Tyrion's inquiry, Rukhmar didn't hide anything, this beautiful and noble Yang Yan Raven nodded frankly:

Of course I have been in contact...During my weakest period, the nightmare even infected my body.

Ansu's face changed suddenly, but Rukhmar turned his head and signaled with his eyes that he didn't need to worry. Yangyan Raven looked back at Tyrion:

But it failed. Although it was the will of the wild beast that controlled my body at that time, facing the elemental fire contained in my body, the nightmare could not completely infect me. After trying several times, I was repelled by the flames several times. After the second time, Nightmare left my body and turned to look for another target, if I remember correctly, the second target it chose should be the lazy bear.

Ursoc!

Ansu exclaimed:

Rukmar, are you saying that Ursoc was not the first, but the second to be tainted?

Of course! My stupid Ansu.

Rukhmar the Sun Raven said in a low and disgusted tone:

The nightmare appeared earlier than you imagined, and the green dragon queen who likes to talk was not aware of the existence of the nightmare at all. She didn't even realize that the nightmare that polluted Ursoc before, and the outbreak that erupted some time ago Nightmare does not belong to the same faction, the two are different internally, although the form of expression looks exactly the same.

What does it mean?

Ansu was a little confused, but Tyrion, who had a deep understanding of the world's secrets, understood. He looked at Rukhmar, rubbed his chin, and asked:

You mean, the power of nightmares that infected Ursoc and the recent large-scale outbreaks of nightmares belong to two sources. Let me guess, the guy who was lurking in the Emerald Dream was good at using vaguely Whispers corrupt the mind, and the second villain who sneaks into the Emerald Dream prefers to haunt the soul in the form of nightmares, right?

Hey, you seem to know it very clearly?

Rukhmar tilted his head in surprise, and looked at Tyrion with his jewel-like eyes:

Is there anything between you and them? Are they your friends?

No, not friends.

The great lord shook his head:

I just happened to research the information of these bastards. If I guessed correctly, the one who corrupted Ursoc should be Yogg-Saron, the Demon of Thousand Throats underground in Northrend, and saw Yogg-Saron With this action, N'Zoth, the Demon with Thousand Beards hidden under the deep sea, also decided to join in. In short, Rukhmar, thank you, the news you brought is very important.

Things are looking worse than I thought.

The great lord rubbed his fingers in the air several times, and he turned to look at Ansu:

It's not one ancient god who invaded the Emerald Dream this time, but two! Obviously, they have begun to join hands. Facing such a force, relying on the guardian dragon is completely unstoppable, Ansu, The plan is ahead of schedule, and now we will immediately revive Aviana and Asaman, and put the poor Ursoc in the third place in the resurrection.

Then Goldrinn and Essina?

Ansu asked:

Let's just ignore the two of them?

Demigod Ansu, although the Seed of Life has grown vigorously in recent years, the life energy it stores is not unlimited.

At this moment, the archdruid staghelmet who stood aside without speaking said with an ugly expression:

With the energy currently stored in the Seed of Life, it is already very difficult to reshape the bodies of the three demigods, and even with such careful calculations, the three demigods will be in a weak state due to lack of energy after resurrection. We don't want to help, but the Blightcaller's strength is limited.

Didn't the night elves invite you to participate in the resurrection of the demigod?

Ansu asked suspiciously:

Could it be that the life energy of Nordrassil, the world tree, cannot be used? I know that the life energy stored in that tree for ten thousand years is very considerable, at least it is more than enough to revive the existing demigods.

That's the problem, Ansu.

The Thorn Whisperer Orfa, the Druid orthodox inheritor from Drustvar with a strange bone mask, said:

Even if the Cenarion Council is willing to contribute the energy of the World Tree, the Blightcaller will not use it rashly! Because that tree...has been polluted by the Old Gods during the Demon War.

What did you say?

Ansu was completely stupefied now. He turned his head to look at Tyrion, his black eyes shone with unbelief, while the great lord flicked his fingers, and a slender soul filled with death energy appeared In front of the demigod, she was a standard night elf. After death, she recovered her sanity from the influence of the ancient god's power, and she was currently in a state of extreme self-blame.

Tell it, Miara Sunsong, about the things N'Zoth asked you to do...

Under the orders of the great lord, Miara Sunsong, the former defense general of Mount Hyjal, explained to Ansu everything he had done in a deep voice:

Azshara, give me a piece of flesh from the body of the Old God...

I put it into the trunk of Nordrassil, and the will of the Old God followed the flesh and blood to the power of the World Tree, and the World Tree is one of the most important nodes of the Emerald Dream in reality. ..”

Under the sea of ​​lightlessness, the minions of the ancient gods who intend to pollute the world entered the Emerald Dreamland, setting off the second nightmare outbreak of the Emerald Dreamland. The guardian dragons did not know that they were confronting the ancient gods. ..Unless the World Tree that has become the carrier of evil gods is completely purified, or simply destroyed, otherwise...

Miara Rige clenched her fists in pain:

Otherwise, the end of the Emerald Dream is just around the corner.