Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 779 31. The Burning Sky -- Adding more for the Banjiang brothers [510]

The battlefield under the World Tree originally housed several very important buildings of the night elves, such as the World Tree hall for the druids, the Temple of the Moon God for the Priests of the Moon God, and several demigods of the wilderness. There are temples in the present world, the headquarters of the Sentinels here, and many dens near the World Tree, etc.

But now, there's nothing here... except for a horrific ruin.

The wooden halls of the World Tree have been completely demolished, while the majestic Temple of Luna was completely destroyed in the frantic battle between the two behemoths, and the entire night elf town is now empty... Those who failed to leave before the battle broke out Their lives have long been torn apart by violent arcane arts and cold death. Even if they are so close to the World Tree, their souls cannot return to it, and they are completely devoured by the greedy death world.

This should be one of the most sacred areas in the world, but the current situation here is even worse than Whispering Port, which once fought the Battle of Northern Border... At least some living people can be found there, and here, except for four Apart from the scattered gods of death, there was nothing left.

crash

Under the manipulation and collision of strange forces, the culprit who froze the ruins of the entire night elf town, the ancient glacier water elemental summoned by Queen Azshara is like an unwilling warrior, holding its hands high , seemed to be giving out a final roar, but no matter how frantically persisting, in the face of the final disintegration, this tyrannical water element was still unable to fight against the source of the water flow.

Its huge body shaped by cold ice and flowing water melted quickly like snow falling in the sun, and then, just like when it came, it quickly penetrated into this devastated land and disappeared without a trace.

Queen Azshara watched her summons disappear on the battlefield with a gloomy expression, and she looked back at her arms. Among her four arms, one of her arms had completely turned into a strange black color, and she completely lost her intuition. , The cold dead frost wrapped around that arm, like a dead body frozen, it was the body that was scratched by Tyrion's sword during the hand-to-hand combat just now.

But the strange thing is that even though the life belonging to this arm was completely killed by the death covered by Tyrion's blade, the queen did not feel pain... as if she was numb.

However, in front of the injured queen, the image of the high lord Tyrion is not very good, and he does not seem to be a winner.

The swordsman's robe he wore when he came here has become tattered, and on his restored handsome cheeks, there are also three hideous frozen wounds, and there is also an arrow piercing wound on his abdomen.

Behind the great lord, the evil and awe-inspiring energy summoner with a height of more than 7 meters, the evil ghost warrior representing the condensed power of death lost half of his body, which was forcibly torn off by the ancient glacier elements. Like a samurai, he uses two energy swords to support his body. Obviously, this energy aggregate can still fight, but its appearance has become very miserable. It does not match the previous domineering might, and even the fluctuation of death energy has become much weaker.

Obviously, in the fierce and short-term death fight between the man and the woman just now, no matter whether it was Queen Azshara or Tyrion, neither of them took much advantage...

But in general, Tyrion is still slightly better, because he is holding something in his hand... It is this thing in the death fight, which unexpectedly dispelled the ancient glacier water element summoned by Azshara, allowing the Queen Lost in this deathmatch.

Those are three stones shining with an icy blue halo, strung together with black ropes, like a rough pendant, if you put it next to your ear, you can still hear the sound of the tide beating clearly, from Judging from the cracks in the three stones, this thing should have been a complete piece, a fetish capable of manipulating the sea and flowing water, but it was shattered by some force, and part of it was missing.

Tidestone...

Queen Azshara stretched out her hand, tore her necrotic arm off her body without hesitation, and threw it aside. The wound looked very hideous, and red blood flowed out from the wound, which soon made Queen Azshara wear The gorgeous robe was stained with holy blood, but the queen didn't care about the pain, she just stared at the three stones in Tyrion's hand.

It seems that the traitor Farondis has found a new owner for himself... like a begging dog!

The queen's voice was full of hatred:

I knew it, I should have killed him completely at that time!

Seriously, I have to thank you for your rage ten thousand years ago.

Tyrion shook the tidal stone fragments in his hand, he carried the Ashbringer on his shoulders, and said to the gloomy queen in front of him:

If you hadn't smashed the complete Tidal Stone, I would definitely not be able to use the fetish that possessed the power of Gorgonus. After it was broken, the divine power that ruled the world dissipated, but instead, these scattered pieces The power that is split in the stone...anyone can use it, and if used well, it can have some unexpected effects...like now!

The great lord took a step back, the ashes messenger in his hand disappeared into the air, and the evil ghost warrior who was severely injured behind him also dissipated into the power of death flying all over the sky. Looking at Queen Azshara in front of her eyes:

You lost! Azshara, be decent and leave.

If it's on the sea...

Queen Azshara glared at Tyrion unwillingly, who shrugged indifferently:

That's right, if it's on the sea, in your home court, I might not be your opponent... But, I think, there's no need for you and me to be so tense...

Tyrion glanced at Azshara, lowered his voice, and imprinted his farewell words in Azshara's mind in a way of spiritual communication:

I'll be going to call Lord N'Zoth soon... Besides, if you've observed me and my legion, you should know that we treat all civilizations equally... The wild boars will soon be established Why can't the Naga rebuild their own empire when their own city-state is gone?

Hearing this, the queen's eyes suddenly flashed a gleam, she glanced at the high lord meaningfully, she snorted coldly, waved her hand casually in a queen-like posture, and then quietly disappeared in the up the air:

Very good...I think N'Zoth will also welcome your visit!

Cherish your victory, High Lord...you won, but only this time!

But at the moment when the queen was about to disappear, she suddenly looked back at Tyrion, with a flash of curiosity in her eyes, and she asked:

You have always said that the world tree is useful to you, what are you going to use it for?

Can I not answer?

Tyrion tidied up his tattered swordsman robes, he didn't even look at Queen Azshara, but after a while, he replied frankly:

Well, I'm going to burn it...burn the pillars of Kaldorei civilization, force them to leave their cradles, and really join this great era of world change...that's what I want to do, as always.

Sounds like a big ambition...

Queen Azshara snorted mockingly, she looked at Tyrion's figure, and she asked softly:

Turn yourself into a world-destroying demon king, and let everyone else unite against you... Is it really worth it? Or, are you actually an idealist that I didn't realize? A martyr?

This question kept the high lord silent for a few seconds, and he let out a long sigh like a living person.

It doesn't make sense...

It means everything...

Queen Azshara was not very satisfied with this answer, but Her Majesty did not delve into it too much. Since Tyrion wants to burn the World Tree, it is equivalent to the night elves' inheritance will also be destroyed. Although this is not the same as his expected revenge It's not the same, but it's not unsatisfactory. What's more, Queen Azshara is also very curious about how a guy like Tyrion will deal with the two little bitch leaders of the night elves.

Oh, man...

The queen uttered her mantra again, and then turned without hesitation and stepped into the open door to the deep sea. Behind her, Tyrion watched Azshara leave, and a gloomy look flashed in the high lord's ice-blue eyes. Tired, Azshara is really difficult to deal with, the most powerful woman in the history of Azeroth... This is an opponent not inferior to the Great Demon, and more importantly, she has a darker power than the Great Demon wisdom.

Even during the confrontation just now, the high lord can be sure that Azshara still has her hole cards. After all, this proud queen has her own goals and plans, and she is not willing to expose all her hole cards here. It is also certain that these hole cards are not reserved for Tyrion, that is to say, the biggest enemy in the Queen's mind is not him.

Enzos, hehe, you idiot have found yourself a good opponent...

Tyrion laughed, and he turned around. In this silent hell covered by dead frost, he looked at the world tree Nordrassil towering in front of him. This huge sacred tree seemed to be Sensing his impending doom, every leaf of this towering giant tree began to sway.

Anyway, he still won...

Now that you've won, that's something to be happy about.

wow

A black flame appeared in Tyrion's hands. He put the flame on the branch of the World Tree, watched the temperatureless black flame ignite the emerald green branch, and watched the flame burn on him. The eyes lit up, as if illuminating the night, the great lord whispered in a light voice like coaxing a child:

Nordrassil, the creature that has supported the world for ten thousand years...

I know you are tired...Sleep, sleep...After the fire burns all things, in the cold ashes, the new age you bring must be brighter...This is not death, It's new...

Accept the kindness of death and Tyrion...

boom

The next moment, amidst the screams of the World Tree, the shocking black flames soared into the sky at this moment!

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30 minutes before the World Tree was ignited, with the end of the battle for the Tidal Scepter in Darkshore, the tide flowing from the Sea of ​​Misties to Felwood Forest had already receded. After losing the back-up of the tide, , the great flood in Felwood Forest has entered the ebb tide, and the Naga who were hit hard by the Dark Blade Legion on the front line have also begun to retreat.

The night elf legion trapped in Felwood immediately dispatched all the legions in the army, and with the support of the air force of the coalition, they quickly advanced towards the battlefield of Mount Hyjal. However, just as they crossed the deep darkness before dawn , the moment they entered the airspace of Mount Hyjal, these night elves from behind saw the World Tree burning blazingly in the dark night.

The terrifying black flames raging like hell are entangled on the towering World Tree. Although it does not emit hot temperature, the scene of the black fire burning is like a burnt world, making that dark The sky was also illuminated with an eerie pale light, like the opening of the gates of hell shining on the world tree.

This kind of scene undoubtedly hit the most fragile feelings in the hearts of all the night elves, and it also stunned the allied air knights who followed the elves.

They just knew that Mount Hyjal was besieged by the sudden arrival of Naga, but how did things get to this point?

no one knows...

no no!

Every night elf driving the Hippogryph seemed to be crazy at this moment, driving the Hippogryph to the direction of the burning World Tree, and on the ground, those generals who followed Ryan Wolfwalker temporarily got rid of the darkness. The elf soldiers who were hunted down by the Undead also rushed back to their holy land at the fastest speed on the ground.

At this moment, these lazy elves seemed to have lost their minds and went crazy. There was no elegance, no demeanor, and each one was howling like the craziest orc.

quick!

In the night sky, Illidan spread his demon wings and sprinted forward in the cold wind full of cold death. Behind him, Tyrande and the weak Malfurion riding on the hippogryph were almost hoarse. Urging the Hippogryph that carried them, the Archdruid witnessed the World Tree being planted with his own eyes, and he saw with his own eyes how the Kaldorei's fate was tightly tied to the World Tree.

It can be said that the night elves are inseparable from the World Tree. Once it is completely burned in this place, the night elves civilization that has been stable for 10,000 years will be completely over...

crash

Illidan saw from a distance under the burning World Tree, the Kaldorei town that was completely flattened by frenzied energy. In his ghost vision, he could clearly sense a silent and cold black hole The same existence is quietly standing under the burning World Tree, as if waiting for their arrival.

It seems that they are preparing to invite them together to participate in this grand dinner where civilization has collapsed.

The demon hunter folded his wings and fell into the night sky below like an arrow leaving the string, and finally landed on the devastated land. Behind him, the huge hippogryph flapped its wings and landed on the ground. Tyrande helped Malfurion, with glassy eyes, walked up to Illidan.

boom

The weak archdruid knelt on the ground. He saw the World Tree that had been completely ignited in front of him. The temperatureless flame was destroying the trunk of the World Tree. That kind of sneaky power was also completely destroying the World Tree. A sacred object containing endless life energy.

Why?

Malfurion raised his head. Under his eyes, the shocking blood and tears represented the unspeakable grief and despair in the archdruid's heart. He stared at Tyrion sitting on a dilapidated wicker chair in front of him. .Blade of Dawn, he questioned hoarsely:

We didn't provoke you! We didn't hostile to you at all! Why!

what why?

Tyrion, who was wearing a tattered black swordsman robe, crossed his fingers and put them on his chest. He asked suspiciously:

Aren't I the great devil who destroys the world? If I were the great devil, wouldn't it be natural for me to do such a thing?

If you want a reason...I wanted to do it, so I did it...But then again, I don't have to explain this to you, you won't understand anyway, maybe you I don't want to listen to...

As he spoke, the High Lord looked behind the three night elves, those angry night elves who came from all over the place. The anger carried by these elves made him a little annoyed, so he flicked his fingers:

You brought these bastards here with an angry face, why...

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