Azeroth’s Death Track

Well... this soul is very chic!

The great lord holds a perfect thinking core in his hand, and observes it in front of his eyes. He hardly needs to infiltrate his own thinking into it, and he can feel the pain, self-blame, despair and anger in this soul. Emotions are almost overwhelming...

And on the land in front of his eyes, the iron body of Storm Guardian Thorim has been disassembled by the guardian servants in the engine of Nalaksha, and it is undergoing intense repairs. Rai's adjutant, Titan artisan Norush Repairing Thorim's pierced chest, sparks of pure titan power danced across the man of steel, cementing the torn scars.

Thorim was one of the guardians made by the Titans himself. Even if Rai became more powerful, it would be difficult to capture him alive in a short time, so Rai used some less friendly methods.

Can Thorim wake up from that decadent self-exile thinking?

Grand Guardian Ra stood beside Tyrion, and he said:

Thorim is my very important brother. Only his reappearance can completely quell the chaos of the stormy cliffs, and he is one of the four people who hold the seal of Ulduar's ancient cage. Only he is sober. Only under certain circumstances can Yogg-Saron’s seal be opened from the outside.”

Tsk tsk, the cage that was once used to seal the evils has now become the best fortress for the evils to hide in...Look at what you have all done.

The great lord made a slight sarcasm, then put Thorim's core of thinking in mid-air, and he said to Lai:

Give me one day, the guardian's soul is very complicated and tenacious, I need a little time to torture him slowly, let him open his heart to me, of course, this is a very painful process, but it is also necessary process.

While speaking, he stretched out his fingers and flicked the core of thinking, as if scolding, Tyrion said softly:

You are a warrior, not a child, so, behave decently for me soon... I also really want to know how long you can last in the face of the erosion of the curse of death? So, let's do an experiment.

And just when Tyrion was about to leave, the Great Guardian stopped him and threw something to him:

This! I found it in the ruins of the temple in Thorim. This thing is only a toy for the guardian, but I also heard what you are doing recently. If you want to strengthen the courage of those brave mortals power, then this thing might help.

Tyrion turned around and looked at what Lai threw on the table. It was a steel shotgun shining with metallic luster and lightning light. Its shape was exaggerated, and it looked like a future style. Crafted by the Raiders, with unmistakable titanic energies haunting it, this is a legendary weapon.

Oh, a shotgun! Awesome.

The great lord picked up the gun, put it in front of his eyes and admired it for a moment, then felt a little regretful, and with a look of nostalgia, he said softly:

Ah, I used to be a ranger too... If I got this gun at that time, maybe my fate would not be as bad as it is now, maybe I would become the king of rangers in Azeroth? Hmm. ..It also sounds very interesting.

But unfortunately, I can't use it now.

As he spoke, the High Lord snapped his fingers. Nasa, who existed like his shadow, stepped out of the darkness, took the shotgun from the High Lord's hand, and heard the High Lord say to her:

This thing is at your disposal, find someone who is worthy of it.

Well, I see.

Nasa nodded, turned around and disappeared into the darkness. The great lord played with the core of Thorim's thinking, hummed a strange song, and disappeared into the darkness. It can be expected that the soul of the storm guardian will die in the next day. During the time, he suffered the most terrible torture until his will completely collapsed, and then the evil lord bit by bit according to his way, kneaded the broken will together.

As Tyrion said, it's a painful ritual, but it's necessary, and it will turn Thorim back into the warrior the world needs...

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On the continent of Kalimdor, far away from the storm cliffs, the raging war in the Northland does not seem to affect the daily life of this continent.

Every civilization is doing what it should do, and in the Feathermoon Fortress in the Feralas wilderness, Ms. Shandis, the feathermoon general who returned here, is also carrying out her own new mission.

On the training ground of Feathermoon Fortress, the newly recruited night elves soldiers are undergoing training. In the past, only women joined the Sentinel Legion, but now there are many men. The new oracle, under the call of Ms. Tyrande, the dark moon god of war, many night elves who lost their homes chose to become warriors because of hatred and pain.

On the other hand, because the perfect connection between the Cenarion Council and the Emerald Dream was blocked, after losing the support of Nordrassil, the world tree, it became very difficult for druids to enter and exit the Emerald Dream. Senior druids who have a deep understanding of the way of nature can shape the dream form with their own power, and freely enter and exit the emerald dream that is being reconstructed, while those junior druids cannot contact the emerald dream, resulting in their slow growth of natural power .

Under such circumstances, many male elves who originally wanted to join the Cenarion Council joined the army of night elves instead.

This is actually a good thing...

Although night elf women are more capable of fighting and fiercer than men of other races, they are not a female society after all, and men's advantages in fighting will and physical strength are indeed not comparable to women, so in the long run Look, this trend of men enlisting in the army is actually increasing the Kaldorei's military strength.

Therefore, the move of the men to join the army was unanimously welcomed by the army commanders headed by General Shandris.

The transformation of Ms. Tyrande also greatly increased the power of the night elves military. For a time, from the reconstructed Mount Hyjal to the distant Feralas, several legions were being formed...Of course, suddenly The baby boom of the generals had to postpone the ambitious army building plan for a while, but this trend has already shown that the pace of the night elf civilization, which was like pastoral pastoral, turning into a war civilization can no longer be stopped.

In today's era where progress is death, the reform of the night elves has truly begun.

But for General Shandris, there have been a lot of worries lately...not just because of work, but also because of her personal affairs.

Her companion during the War of the Ancients, as well as the object she secretly had a crush on when she was a young girl, Jarod Shadowsong, whom she thought had disappeared from her memory, appeared...

It is true that Shandris has transformed from a young girl into a qualified general in the past ten thousand years, but her love life actually still stayed after the end of the War of the Ancients. Garrod and his On the day when his wife Sarah Hill got married, the innocent Shandris hid in her room crying and crying, but in the end she followed her adoptive mother to send blessings to Garald.

And now, the returned Garrod lost his wife, and Sarah passed away due to weakness after giving birth, leaving only one son and one daughter, and Garald became alone again... although he knew that he would do so It's cheap, it's obscene to think like this, but Shandris can't help but imagine, maybe, her chance has come?

Ahhhh!

General Yuyue, who was sitting alone behind the desk, woke up suddenly. She covered her hot face with both hands, and asked in a low voice:

Santis! Are you crazy? How could you have such crazy thoughts! Sarah is your best friend!

But speaking of this, Shandris remembered that when Sarah was very ill, she went to visit her former friend, but Sarah took her by the wrist and asked her to take care of Garrod instead of her after she died... Obviously, Sarah is also very aware of Shandris' feelings for Garrod, and she even intends to fulfill them...

Maybe, I should be more proactive?

When I was chatting with Varian's wife, the high elf assassin Valeera last time, Valeera persuaded her that the night elves are no longer immortal, and Shandris is no longer young.

Maybe she and Garrod can only live for a few thousand years at most. If she continues to hesitate, she may really miss the last chance...

As a result, Shandris's thinking began to go astray again, so that the work she was supposed to do hadn't been done yet, but this is the advantage of being a general. Even if Shandris didn't work, no one would dare to reprimand her, so Shandris's wandering thinking began to get out of hand.

It wasn't until she started planning to return to Mount Hyjal tomorrow to visit Jarod Shadowsong in the name of business, that a knock on the door pulled Shandris away from the unconstrained thinking that only girls in love have. back.

General Yuyue hurriedly patted her face, and turned into that cold general again. She coughed lightly, pretending to be busy, and said loudly:

Come in!

The door of the office was pushed open, and a female sentinel with a baby face walked in holding a beautifully packaged box, and said to General Yuyue who was working hard:

Your Excellency, there is your courier!

Well?

Shandris raised her head and looked suspiciously at the guard sentinel in front of her. She asked:

Quick what?

It's a courier, General!

This baby-faced female sentinel seems to be very familiar with Shandris. While placing the box on the general's table, she said to the general who could no longer keep up with the trend:

It's a new business started by the goblins half a year ago. They also have two delivery points in Feralas. General, you have been away from the fortress for too long... The weapons and ammunition we have used for training in the past few months are all It was delivered by the couriers of the Dark Blade Consortium, they are very punctual, and we don’t need to go to a specific place to pick it up, they will be delivered directly to the port of the fortress, of course, a little more shipping fee is required.”

I bought this necklace from the Eastern Continent, and it only took 15 days for them to deliver it to me.

The baby-faced sentinel proudly showed her general the beautiful feather pendant hanging around her neck. She patted Shandris's box and said to the general:

This box was sent from the Black Iron District. The goblin said that it seems to be some kind of laboratory. The weapon samples are specially sent for you. It is to compensate you for the accidental damage of the weapons you ordered from them. Compensation for injuries caused by this.”

Oh, it's Black Lightning. It's a pity, I can use that gun quite easily.

Shandris nodded knowingly. She was indeed lured by the arms dealer Hesuo, and ordered weapons in the Black Iron District. The sniper rifle that cost her 3 Silmarils was really useful. It's very comfortable, but it's a pity that Queen Azshara broke it in the Battle of Mount Hyjal, but I didn't expect those greedy goblins to have such a business as giving weapons samples.

Okay, my little Allel, help me open this box.

While putting away the blank document in his hand, General Yuyue said to his own sentinel:

By the way, tell the flight administrator to prepare three hippogryphs. I'm going back to Mount Hyjal tomorrow... Well, I'm going to report to work.

Aren't you going to see General Garrod?

The baby-faced sentinel Ariel said with a smile, making her general's cheeks a little red, but as an old friend who has fought together for thousands of years, Shandris will not criticize Ariel for such a trivial matter, after all, This was one of the only friends she had left alive after the War of the Ancients.

The captain of the sentinel, Ariel, quickly helped Shandris open the express box. The next moment, Ariel exclaimed:

Wow, General, what a beautiful gun!

Um?

Shandris looked back at the opened box, which was luxuriously lined with black velvet, and a purple shotgun was placed on it. The shotgun was not the sniper rifle Shandris used, but more Like that kind of simple weapon handicraft specially used for collection, it is polished and shiny, the wooden butt and the steel gun body are integrated, there are metal patterns on the muzzle, and the shotgun trigger Above, dotted with a perfectly round gemstone, exuding brilliant light.

As Allel said, this gun is indeed very beautiful, and it is full of a mysterious and dangerous atmosphere.

This...doesn't seem like the guns made by the goblins.

Shandris stretched out his finger in some doubts, and held the slightly heavy shotgun in his hand. At this moment, under the exclamation of the sentinel Ariel, the shotgun held by Shandris in his hand was just As if feeling the breath of Shandris, it slowly changed its shape amidst the radiance.

And Shandris himself was also shrouded in that faint blue halo, as if he was communicating with this weird firearm. After a while, accompanied by a loud wolf howl, Shandris' feet Beside, a giant wolf with a whole body in white appeared, just like her pet.

This is a legendary weapon with its own soul...

Shandris looked at the gun in her hand that had changed drastically in shape. She rubbed her forehead and said with difficulty:

The goblins will definitely not give me such a thing, ah, cancel tomorrow's trip, Ariel, it seems that I have to go to the Eastern Continent.

No no no!

General Yuyue looked at the weak white giant wolf again, she pursed her lips:

Forget it, let's go to the Storm Peaks first... I hope I can catch up with that war.