Azeroth’s Death Track

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The shattered light of space lit up in the dark abyss, and Tyrion's body spun and smashed into the darkness. The warlock's teleportation magic was not as comfortable as the wizard's portal, and all the magic of the warlock was in the service of war. This super-large portal is built for large-scale demons, and dizziness is only the slightest symptom when passing through this kind of thing with a mortal body.

Some unlucky ones will even be directly torn into pieces by the violent magic energy.

boom

The death knight's head hit the cold and wet rock, and this heavy blow made his head ache, and the watcher who was held tightly by him also hit the dark rock, and her situation was even worse, because In the storm, Tyrion grabbed her arm tightly. When she fell, her right arm twisted abnormally, and it was obviously broken.

ah

The watchman Nasa groaned in pain, but before she could stand up, cold fingers clasped her neck and grabbed her roughly from the ground. The touch on her skin made Nasa tremble all over, but the watchman was not afraid of death, she just felt that it was too bad to die in this place.

She was struggling crazily, her figure jumping back and forth between reality and the shadows, trying to escape Tyrion's shackles with the flickering ability bestowed by the moon god on the watchman, but how could the death knight, who was extremely angry at the watchman's spoiler, Let her escape so easily?

Snapped

Nassa's owl helmet was roughly lifted and thrown aside. In the darkness, Tyrion's ice-blue eyes looked at the watcher whose neck was held by him in front of him. They belonged to the Elven Empire years ago. Compared with the high elves, the night elves are taller and not as slender as the high elves. Their bodies are vigorous, like cheetahs hunting for food.

The skin of the night elves is lavender, which looks full of exotic charm, and their ears are longer than those of the high elves.

Warden Nasa has long purple hair, her face is painted with war patterns of wardens, her eyes are also purple, and there is a moon-shaped pendant on her forehead, representing her beliefs.

Frankly, this is a beautiful girl, but most of the time, her beauty is sealed in the cold Warden armor.

As a girl who voluntarily joins the organization of the Watcher, Nasa has a spirit of dedication and self-sacrifice. You must know that the Watcher is not an ordinary sentry force. When it was established thousands of years ago, it was a The world's top assassination and hunting organization exists.

swish

Tyrion took a step back, his fingers released from Nassa's neck, but the Warden was not freed, and the death energy rising from her feet wrapped around her body, twisting her arms and body imprisoned on the dark ground.

You guys jumped out like rats and ruined everything...

Tyrion's hoarse voice sounded in the darkness:

You don't even know what a dangerous guy you let go, you ruined my revenge, you provoked death... Then use it, you will pay the price yourself!

Nasa was breathing hard. She saw the ice blue eyes of the death knight in front of her turn into a piercing bright red. She felt an indescribable crisis, but relying on herself, she couldn't get out of the prison of death. Detached, she could only watch as Tyrion stretched out his hand and turned her head aside, exposing her lavender neck to the darkness.

Tyrion kissed the watchman's neck in a gentle way. The cold touch and ambiguous gesture made Nasa extremely ashamed and indignant, but before she could resist, her sharp teeth pierced into the neck. The pain in the blood vessels, like a needle prick, made the watcher let out another cry of pain.

no no!!

Feeling the blood flowing in her body being sucked by the monster, Nasa's struggles quickly became weaker. She seemed to have foreseen her own end and would be sucked dry by the monster, but...it was not the case.

The blood of the night elves fell into Tyrion's mouth. It tasted completely different from the blood of orcs and humans. It even made the death knight feel a natural fragrance. The death energy that had been consumed before was stimulated by the blood. The recovery soon made Tyrion feel the fullness of his weak body.

After more than half of the blood was absorbed, a grin appeared in the death knight's eyes, and the next moment, the cold blood in his body passed through his teeth and was injected into Nasa's blood vessels.

ah!

The icy liquid was injected into the blood vessels, and almost instantly the watcher felt a kind of cold as if he was thrown into a blizzard waiting to die, as if the internal organs and the blood vessels of the whole body were frozen, accompanied by the blood. After the injection, Nasa's eyes also changed from purple to blood red, and Tyrion was physically transforming the night elf's body.

This is another ability of the Salayne blood elves besides the blood-draining ability, blood infection. Tyrion tried to save General Liresa's life in this way, but was rejected by the general.

And this kind of evil ability is like the first embrace of a vampire. Through this reverse injection of blood, the prey will become a creature similar to Salain, with an endless thirst for blood, and it is difficult to pass the will of the self. Suppress this craving.

When facing the Blood Queen in the game, as long as players are not paying attention, they will be transformed into this form... But the transformed creatures cannot be called Salein, and it may be more appropriate to call them blood servants, although The first generation blood servants also have this ability of blood infection, but it is not perfect.

They can't control their bloodthirsty desires, so the creatures bitten by them will only become bloodthirsty beasts, not full of intelligence like blood servants.

To put it simply, the junior blood servant does not have the ability to develop the next level of existence, but if the blood servant can suppress the desire and evolve the blood-draining ability into a part of its own existence, it may be able to break through this shackles, but this is basically not possible.

The desire that seeps into the bone marrow is not so easy to control.

Well...

However, as Salayin's blood was injected into her body, Nasa's condition became not quite right. Her body began to tremble abnormally, and her body temperature began to rise rapidly. It was clear that the injection was cold blood, but it was like It was as if the blood in her body was starting to boil, and her eyes began to slacken, as if she had lost consciousness, but she let out a coquettish moan that made people think.

That's enough to make any man move, but unfortunately... the one standing in front of her is a death knight...

ah

After the last high-pitched scream, Nasa's body fell to the ground, her body trembling continued, and Tyrion retracted his sharp teeth, he took a step back, reached out and touched the blood stains around his mouth, He looked at the watchman who fell on the ground, the blood red light in his eyes slowly faded, and turned back to the original ice blue.

Hoo... Hoo

Nasa breathed heavily. Even though her body was free, she couldn't stand up at all. She struggled and reached out to touch the wound on her neck. The place pierced by sharp teeth was frozen, and it was very It was almost melted in the boiling blood in the body, but the wound had disappeared.

The two waited in the dark. Ten minutes later, Nasa regained her strength. She grabbed the knife wheel beside her with her backhand and rushed towards Tyrion, but the knife wheel lifted and chopped at the front of the death knight's neck. For a moment, her wrist could no longer be swung down, as if there was an invisible boundary blocking the slash of the sharp blade, but more, it was the strange will rolling in her body.

She could hear Tyrion's voice within her, like an irresistible command, making her body obey even as her spirit still resisted.

Ahhh!

The hunger for blood surged from the depths of her heart, that crazy perception was like drug addiction, it destroyed the watcher's steel-like will in an instant, her body curled up on the ground, kneeling At Tyrion's feet, tears of humiliation fell from his eyes.

Tyrion squatted down, stretched out his fingers, and raised Nasa's chin. He looked at the blood-red eyes in front of him, as if looking at some kind of precious treasure.

You call me a monster?

Tyrion whispered in the ear of the trembling Warden:

You're a monster now too, baby...go, find your companions, bring them, offer them to me...I know you'll obey, you and your sisters will be my deathwalkers, I know...you can't resist!

He kissed Nasa's earlobe. This action made the watcher clenched his fist, but he couldn't swing it out. The cold blood of Salain was flowing in her body, which was an irresolvable physical confinement. , unless Tyrion died, but the lives of the two people have been tightly connected by this curse.

If Tyrion died, Nassa would die too.

This is... the price you pay for provoking death!

Tyrion turned and walked into the deep dark temple, his hunt was not over yet... and behind him, his first real servant stood up from the ground with difficulty, she stretched out her hand to Holding the cold owl helmet in her hand, Nasa saw her blood-red eyes in the faint light of the helmet, and her body shook.

She put the sharp knife wheel on her neck, and her arrogant will made her unwilling to live as a bloodthirsty monster, but in the end, the weak sharp blade could not cut her neck, and Tyrion did not allow her to die like this ...

God, she can't even die!

The cursed creature between half-life and half-death finally put on the cold helmet, clenched the knife wheel, and disappeared on the other side of the darkness, with blood and tears in the corners of her eyes, this cursed fate... this Damn fate!

On the other side, Cho'gall was sitting cross-legged in a dilapidated palace, surrounded by fishy sea water and some sea fish that could not escape in time. The ogre struggled to pull out the barbed bone arrow from his chest He groaned in pain, grabbed two sea fishes, and brought them to his two mouths, frantically tearing at the flesh, eating to make himself feel better.

And at his feet, there was half a corpse exuding a stinky smell. It was the corpse of Terongor, which was used by Gul'dan to carry the soul, but was destroyed by Tyrion again, and Gul'dan's soul once again Being forced to enter the soul stone is simply an unbearable shame for the orc warlock who thinks highly of himself.

But at this time, the destroyed body did not make Gul'dan fall into the craziest anger and curse. On the contrary, under the trembling of the soul stone, he said to Cho'gall:

Although there were some small accidents, we finally came here, my disciple, we are only one step away from the final victory!

I can feel that power hidden in the deepest part of this temple! Believe me, I can sense it!

Take me, Cho'gall, I swear! I swear with my soul, once I get that body, I will share this power with you! I swear!

Gul'dan's temptation did not make Cho'gall ecstatic. On the contrary, undisguised malice was already dancing in the ogre's three eyes, but just as he stretched out his hand towards the soul stone, an obscure The consciousness sounded in his mind. After a while, Cugall's anger was wiped out again, and he returned to the simple and honest before. He said with a smile:

Okay! Gul'dan. (I'll take you where you want to go!)

He grabbed the soul stone, looked left and right, and under Gul'dan's guidance, he jumped into the fishy sea water and headed deeper into the collapsed temple. A few minutes later, Tyrion's figure appeared here In the collapsed palace, he saw the corpse abandoned by Gul'dan at a glance.

The fel teleportation array outside the door of the Tomb of Sargeras was obviously teleported randomly, and the people who entered the tomb in batches were teleported to different places, and no one knew how big this underwater temple was...

The death knight pulled out a rusty elven sword, which was an ornament he found in the palace. The energy of death wrapped around the sword, making it icy, and the icy blade sharpened again. The corpse's head was severed.

Although I don't know where Gul'dan found this magical body, but since Gul'dan's skull contains powerful evil energy, then this warlock's body should also have evil energy, although It's definitely not as powerful as the Skull of Gul'dan, but it should be fine for emergency use.

The flesh and blood were stripped from the skull in the tumbling force of death, and soon, a white skull fell into Tyrion's hands. He used chains to wrap the skull around his armor, and the skull of Gul'dan was one on the left and one on the other. Right, it looks like some kind of hideous ornament.

not bad...

Tyrion snorted. Holding his saber, he followed Cho'gall's direction and quietly chased after him.

Yesterday, this chapter said that it reached 86 unprecedentedly, so let me just say a few words...

When I was writing Holy Light, people kept complaining, what are you doing writing so many supporting roles, what’s the point of you following the plot all the way, if so, why should I read this book and so on, and then this book, It's still the same doubt, even the taste has not changed, but when Shengguang finished writing, where were those doubters?

Also, when Bawang was first written, many people only read less than 5%, saying that the book collapsed. However, after Bawang finished the 300W word book, did I collapse?

What I want to say is, if you are patient, please continue reading. A story always has ups and downs, not to mention that the story has just unfolded, and the plot has only reached 300,000. What do you want the protagonist to change? Go straight into the Caverns of Time and defeat Nozdormu?

If reading this story really makes you feel sick, then please let each other go, there are so many good books, why do you have to grab this book and complain non-stop?

There are also some readers who don't know the purpose, if wantonly accusing an Internet writer can make you feel so happy, then your time is a bit too worthless, right?

So, real readers, please calm down. This may be a story with a span of 200-300W. Gul'dan is just a story, and the key supporting roles are not counted. Don't be guided and instigated by some people with ulterior motives. Happy reading , Peaceful discussion, Yilu thanks you here.

Yesterday I heard the news of the sudden death of a codeword colleague... I feel very bad, and I mourn in silence.