Azeroth’s Death Track

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The last orc who wanted to resist was kicked off the ship by Glokush. On the deck behind him, there were already dead bodies everywhere. The plague of death spread wildly on this ship. Survive the chaos.

He raised his head. On the other side of his eyes, the hellfire summoned by Gul'dan had completely burned another ship. The mindless stone demon roared at them, but it couldn't fly, so it could only follow the ship that was killed. The burning ship sank into the sea.

The contact between the scorching magic fire and the icy sea water caused the sea surface to rise with thicker, disgusting sulfur-smelling steam, like a thick fog that almost completely enveloped the surrounding sea surface.

Gul'dan is not on either ship.

He turned to Tyrion, who looked gloomy:

It seems that we are not very good, but it doesn't matter, he thought we didn't know where he was going, but in fact we did.

The death knight reached out and patted the blood-stained side of the ship. Behind him, members of the Dark Blade Knights were cleaning up the battlefield. Tyrion said softly:

Zombie dragons and griffins can't carry us across the sea. The next time will be spent on a boat. The question now is, will any of us know how to drive a boat?

Glokush shook his head. Orcs don't like water. Even in the world of Draenor, they rarely take boats.

Celente and Luminas shrugged. The high elves have their own fleet, but most of those warships are driven by magic, and they have never touched this kind of old-fashioned human ships.

The dark mage and the semi-finished Salayn Saiwen Yanshang pulled his mage hat and coughed lightly:

I've read some stories about human pirates, and some of the stories tell about how to steer a boat, and I think I can make it move, but honestly, I don't think we can cross the sea with this knowledge.

Behind him, the young dark mage Autumn flicked his fingers, sealed the surrounding corpses with ice, and then directed the dark rangers to throw the corpses into the sea. This young man has been silent since his resurrection, and this kind of Silence itself was the best answer to Tyrion's question.

The death knight suddenly had a headache, and he looked back at the fog in the sky behind him:

Then it seems that before pursuing, we have to find a reassuring captain.

A moment later, Tyrion took Rogelio and landed on the port of the wetland riding a bone griffin. This orc's secret port had been completely destroyed by the demons summoned by Gul'dan before he left, and stayed here The orcs of the black-toothed grinning clan also disappeared, leaving only the desolate, smoking ruins, and the burned corpses in the ruins.

Two death knights fell into the ruins. Tyrion looked around and said to Rogge:

Let's look for them separately, and look for those souls with violent mood swings. Such souls are easier to be recruited.

Rogelio nodded after changing his armor. This mighty general's armor was his trophy. It came from the killed Major General Blackmoore. The old elf dyed the broken armor black with his own hands, and then painted his decayed body Installed in it, it also started a new life with a full-face helmet.

He followed Tyrion to learn the use of death energy, and his own silence represented that he was still slowly adapting to the life of the dead.

Crack, click, click

Between the collision of the armor, Rogelio, carrying the epee, walked into the ruins, while Tyrion walked in another direction.

He only needs to close his eyes, and he can feel the broken souls beating on the corpses around him. They are some fragments of souls. In the world of Azeroth, the souls of creatures will be pulled into another half-plane hell after death. In the abyss, that place is also known as the country of shadows, the world of shadows, etc., like hell in the traditional sense.

Um?

When he walked across the destroyed trestle bridge, Tyrion stopped, and he looked at his feet with some doubts. It was a short corpse, which looked like a philistine goblin, who was only 1.5 in height. Mi's creature was inconspicuous in the ruins, but Tyrion felt a crazy soul from this small body.

It was roaring unwillingly and cursing crazily. Because of its deep resentment, it didn't even want to enter the abyss of Hell, but stayed in this ruins.

That's a rare occurrence...

Tyrion squatted down and stretched out his hand to press the goblin corpse under his feet. Death energy spewed out from the palm of his hand. After a while, the corpse trembled, and the soul entrenched in place quickly accepted the call .

It took less than 3 minutes for the goblin to reopen his eyes. This is probably the knight with the fastest omen among all the psychic rituals performed by Tyrion... Uh, it shouldn't be a knight.

Tyrion rubbed his chin and looked at the goblin who got up from the ground. In his heart, he very much refused to include this kind of philistine creature in the establishment of the Knights of the Dark Blade... It will be a good servant, but it will not be a knight.

I'm alive again?

Buddy Moore stretched out his hands, put them in front of his eyes and shook them back and forth. A smile that took advantage of the goblin's funny face appeared. He jumped on the spot, and after confirming that he was resurrected, he opened his arms , cheered a few times with a hoarse voice.

Gul'dan! The money you owe me, I will take it back with my own hands! I swear!

Nobody owes a debt to a goblin and gets away with it!

After hearing the cheering goblin's shout, Tyrion put his hand on his forehead, and shook his head unable to bear to look directly.

He knew the obsession in the goblin's heart... But after experiencing death and resurrection, it was only for money? This is probably the lowest style guy among all the dead people resurrected by Tyrion himself.

It's just...disgraceful!

Twenty minutes later, the shattered sails were patched up in a clumsy fashion, and the ship, which lay quietly in the mist, started up again.

Death goblin Buddy Moore stood on the poop, manipulating the rudder with his own hands. As a senior businessman of the Steamwheedle Consortium, sailing is one of his basic skills, but this guy has inherited the noise and noise of goblins. After death, this instinct has not been erased.

Lazy guys, get moving! We need to get down to business!

With a hoarse voice, he shouted at the revived troll sailors on the deck: Let it go quickly! Nothing can stop the goblins from collecting debts! Not only the 50,000 gold coins of this fleet! And the old bus The mental loss of Di's death, yes, I want to increase the debt! At least 100,000 gold coins! No, no, no, 200,000! Yes! 200,000!

My God! The evil orc Gul'dan owes me 200,000 gold coins! He is so evil that it is unbearable, quick! Let's go after him!

No one answered the death goblin's roar at all. These sailors had just been resurrected, but even so, the goblin was still yelling. This kind of noise that was incompatible with death made Luminas very dissatisfied.

boom

A wine bottle fell under the goblin's feet, and sharp fragments flew everywhere.

Shut up! Drive your boat with peace of mind! You are too loud! Chop Suey!

The high elf lady sitting on the side of the boat yelled at the goblin, which made Buddy Moore shrink his head suddenly. He also inherited another characteristic of the goblin besides greed, that is, cowardice, very cowardly Small.

Yes! Ma'am, I heard it, I swear, I will be very quiet, like the wind blowing across the sea, there is no sound at all, I swear, I will...

bass

The saber on Luminas' waist was unsheathed, which made Buddy Moore cover his mouth suddenly, and did not speak anymore.

It takes about 5-7 days to sail to the Broken Isles from here.

Tyrion was sitting in the captain's cabin, and all the members except Luminas were sitting on the side, looking at the rough map he had drawn by hand. In the center of the map, there was a very obvious red arrow.

Gul'dan thought he dumped us, that's fine, we'll follow suit.

Tyrion sat in the captain's chair, rubbing his chin:

We have an advantage. The dead don't need to rest. Buddy Moore promised me that we only need 4 days to reach that place. We set up an ambush there to welcome our old friend.

What I'm more curious about is, what the hell is he going to do there?

The dark mage Seven can be regarded as a wise man in the Dark Blade Knights. His mind is full of knowledge from the Great Library of Quel'Thalas. His fingers move back and forth on Tyrion's map, and his blood-red eyes flash. After a trace of strong curiosity.

This place is very close to the maelstrom. It is said that there was once the Well of Eternity, but it was completely destroyed in the big bang 10,000 years ago. According to the diary records of King Dath'Rema, it has become A wild land, what is there? Can attract Gul'dan so crazy, desperate?

There's the strength he needs.

Tyrion crossed his fingers, and after a moment, he explained softly:

That is a secret that has been buried in history. More than 800 years ago, Aegwynn, the last guardian of the human mage organization Tirisfal Council, fought side by side with the dragons in the Dragonbone Wilderness, and killed the dragons who tried to secretly enter this place. The Dark Lord of the world, you should have heard his name, Sargeras!

The dark mage Seven's fingers trembled, he raised his head, a hint of shock flashed in his red eyes:

The army invaded Azeroth ten thousand years ago, which directly led to the destruction of the Elven Empire and the explosion of the Well of Eternity. The culprit who caused the world to collapse, the terrible demon lord Sargeras, if it is really him, I don't believe it. A mere human mage can kill it! I know the guardian of the Tirisfal Council, her power is indeed powerful, but she is not strong enough to rival the ancient elf archmage!

The old mage clenched his fists.

Even Queen Azshara 10,000 years ago, the most powerful mage ever, is no match for Sargeras!

Of course not the Lord of Darkness himself!

Tyrion snorted:

It's just a consciousness with less than one-ten-thousandth of its power coming. In short, Aegwynn restrained the body of the Lord of Darkness. She felt frightened by the power of the Lord of Demons. In order to protect her poor world, she decided to make him To seal it, she chose the place where the Well of Eternity exploded, the Broken Isles, and sealed it in an ancient elf temple, and then sank it into the bottom of the sea.

What Gul'dan wants is the body of the demon lord. He thinks that thing can help him become a god, and he even betrayed his lord because of it. Hehe, what a fool! He thought everything he did could be hidden Those great demons who peep into this world?

The death knight narrowed his eyes:

Even if we don't come, he will die, but why let him die in the hands of the devil? That kind of death is simply cheap for him! We will take out his soul and make him suffer endless pain! Only in this way , to make him pay for everything he has done in the past!

No one can get away with hurting us...and there's one more thing we must get, one that can bend fate!

If so, then everything can be explained, but what I'm more curious about is... How did you know all this, Tyrion?

The dark mage Seven stroked his beard, he looked at the death knight:

You also said that this is a secret hidden by the years. I want to know, where did you see it?

Facing this kind of questioning, Tyrion smiled mysteriously, and said softly:

In the phantom of death, I saw everything! Seven, I saw how unfair and terrible fate is, and I came here for it!

boom

The door of the captain's room was pushed open, and the panicked Goblin Buddy rushed in, his hands crossed, and his green face made no secret of his panic:

Orcs! Those orcs are after us! My God, they are evil!

Huh? An orc from the Black Tooth Grinning Clan?

Tyrion shook his hand indifferently, and threw the map in his hand to the death goblin:

You send this thing to them, tell them that we are currently in the same group, and this is Gul'dan's destination, and then let them chase after it! Use your own life to delay Gul'dan's footsteps, give us Leave plenty of preparation time.

A hint of ferocity flashed in the death knight's eyes:

Since it is cannon fodder delivered to your door, it would be a pity not to make good use of it.

Thanks to Brother Crow 1131 and Brother Yan Fenfan for their rewards, I don’t need to say anything, the friendship is in the Baigeng on the shelves!