Azeroth’s Death Track

Asaman's story is not complicated, even overly simple.

You can't expect such a poignant story from a beast, in fact, it's just part of the natural cycle of hunting.

Tens of thousands of years ago, when the order was initially established, the guardian of the titans, Freya, the guardian of life, established several ecologically perfect ecological gardens on the newborn land to allow the first batch of life in Azeroth, Asha Man was one of them. The birth of this cub was a tragedy. Not long after it was born, a pack of hungry wolves attacked Ashamane's home, killed its parents, and the pack also tried to kill it.

But at that time, the young Asaman did not wait to die obediently. On the contrary, it just grew its claws and kept fighting back against those predators in the pool of blood of its parents. The group of ferocious wolves injured it, but it was still not killed. The painful defeat left scars on those wolves. The beasts were not willing to smear themselves with more blood for this small piece of meat, so they finally left the black panther's cave.

After being surprised and pained, the exhausted Asaman could only hide alone and shiver in the cave where she lost her parents. Then a pair of warm hands appeared, and she gently held Asaman in her arms, but Asha Man didn't appreciate it. It waved its claws, trying to scratch the mighty Freya, but this gesture made the Guardian of Life extremely happy.

Freya is happy to see that the new life in this world has the same indomitable spirit as Asaman. Therefore, as a mother, she takes care of Asaman and other beasts she adopted as her own children. When they grow up, release them back into the wild...

Will the beast be grateful too?

meeting!

And they will remember those childhood favors more than complicated mortals...

After a long time, the strongest and luckiest of these titanic beasts were blessed with life, and they became the extreme manifestation of life force in Azeroth. In this world, they are still as before, following their mother and wandering in the world where all things are revived.

Even after their mother mysteriously disappeared, these demigods still followed the rules left by Ms. Freya. Ten thousand years ago, when the demons of the Burning Legion tried to destroy the world that the mother loved, all The demigods of the wilderness have participated in the fight against the demons... They don't know the grievances and hatreds of the mortals, and the reason for their participation in the war is simple...

Their mother loves the world, so they won't allow others to destroy it!

Even at the cost of my own life...

You see, the gratitude of the beasts is so pure. The cruel battle of the ancients caused all the wilderness demigods to fall except Tortura, but they did not regret it. Now, their mother needs their help, so These proud demigods would rather compromise with death than find their mother!

Ashaman is the most withdrawn and wild of all Freya's children, but also Freya's favorite, because Ashaman is the purest beast demigod.

In fact, this simple black panther cannot accept its own immortality. It experienced the balance of the natural hunting order when it was young. It would rather die in time as an ordinary black panther, but the gift of life cannot be refused, so this The lonely panther and the god of hunting finally returned here.

Gah!

Ansu finished listening to the uncomplicated story of Asaman. The mean raven tilted its head and looked at the black panther that seemed to be asleep under the sunlight. It screamed and asked:

Then don't you hate those wolves? They killed your parents and almost ate you. It stands to reason that after you were raised by Freya, you should return to your own valley and kill them all. ...but you didn't.

That doesn't make sense, Ansu, we're all hunters, we're all hunted, it's part of the cycle of nature.

The black panther was lying on the rock in the sun, with its beautiful tail hanging down, shaking in the air, and it said:

I don't hate them, but I like to tease them. When I was young, I used to sneak into their lairs quietly, and then let out a growl, announcing my arrival, and scaring the frightened wolves away. It makes me happy to be out of my mind...”

Oh~ quack, no wonder your relationship with Goldrinn is so bad...

Ansu croaked and laughed:

Maybe you also tried to scare Goldrinn, but I guess, you failed, hahaha, I have also heard those elves sang your legend, Ashamian little leopard, it is said that you were alone and saved The whole Jin Azshara, in order to protect the elves in Suramar, you alone killed a powerful demon lord and died with it... Well, you are a vicious little leopard, there is no doubt about it, but Compared to old Ansu, you are still a little bit worse.

Fighting demons is no joy at all. They are stupid, arrogant, and only use brute force...the worst possible prey.

Asaman snorted:

I miss the feeling of hunting when I was a beast. I actually don't like the current form... When you become the best hunter and no one can challenge you, hunting becomes very boring. You It will feel very lonely.”

Oh? Is that so?

A gleam of light flashed in Ansu's eyes, and he said in a strange tone:

But, if there is such a new world... I mean, it's full of dangerous prey that you can challenge at will, and there are hunting in that new world that will never let you get bored, would you go there?

What does this mean? Ansu, I know that you have been in contact with that great lord. Why, did he send you to be a lobbyist?

The black panther raised his head and looked at Ansu with a dangerous gaze. Asaman wanted to say something, but at this moment, a shrill scream came from afar in the ancient and silent Sholazar Basin , causing Ansu and Asaman to raise their heads abruptly.

It's Aviana! She was attacked...

Ansu flapped her wings and flew into the air:

There is still something in this place that can make her feel threatened? It seems that things are a little troublesome...Little Leopard, can you keep up?

Ansu's question was not answered, it turned around, and the black panther Asaman, who was behind it just now, had disappeared into the jungle... The speed of this hunting god is no slower than Ansu's wings .

And when the two demigods rushed to the location where their companions were attacked, they suddenly discovered that Aviana, the mother of birds, was fighting with two weird Val'kyr on the snow-capped mountains on the edge of the Sholazar Basin. , the Valkyrie, one black and one white, used shadow and spells similar to holy light respectively. Under the entanglement of their screams, the mother of birds fought back very hard.

In order to be resurrected in this world, the demigods of the wilderness weakened their souls as sacrifices to death, which caused these demigods to be a little weak at present, unable to burst out their true strength, but judging from Aviana's embarrassing posture, The strength of these two eccentric Val'kyr should not be underestimated.

What's going on! Tyrion's Valkyrie? We have a covenant with him, why are they attacking us?

The black panther Asaman raised his head and looked at the sky. It is not afraid of any opponent on the ground, but it cannot fly... so it is destined not to join this battle, but facing Asaman's questioning, Ansu croaked Respond to:

No! It's not Tyrion's side! Look at their emblems! It's Val'kyr of the Scourge! Damn! When did the Lich King have a high-level undead like Val'kyr?

Yes, the Sholazar Basin is located on the west side of the Northrend continent, just north of the Borean Tundra, and there is only one mountain away from the Icecrown Glacier, the base camp of the Scourge that has been keeping a low profile in recent years...there is a natural disaster here The minions of the legion are normal, the only question is, why does the Lich King have such a powerful Val'kyr Lord?

Repel them first!

Ansu set off a storm of sharp blades, roaring towards the two Val'kyr lords in the sky, and the black and white evil angels saw another powerful enemy entering the arena, the two cunning Val'kyr immediately gave up fighting, they slapped He fled into the sky with his wings, but he didn't leave. Instead, he blew a low horn, which made Ansu's face change drastically, and the black panther Asaman below also let out a warning roar.

In front of the three demigods, the undead guards that appeared on the ridge of the snow mountain like a billowing black stream condescended to look at the three intruders, and the leader was an orc death knight riding behind a giant frost dragon...

A death knight that made the demigod feel a strong threat, not only because of the ferocity of the orc death knight, but also because of the long ice sword on his back...a magic sword that the whole world fears.

Frostmourne!

Why did you come here?

The orc raised his hand with the black gauntlet, and the silent undead behind him slowly backed away. The orc with the heavy helmet stared calmly and indifferently at the demigod in front of him. In mid-air, the demigod of the storm sized up the orc death knight in front of him with scrutiny. After a while, it croaked and asked:

You... are you Grom? I remember that Tyrion took your soul, so now, are you from Tyrion's side or Ner'zhul's side?

Is there a difference?

Grom Hellscream let out a deep laugh, like the howling north wind:

I recognize you, Ansu... You, like me, serve a higher power, so I will treat this invasion as a misunderstanding, take your friend and leave, but let her shut up! Everything that is happening on Icecrown Glacier cannot be known to the outside world, and once your friend leaks the news, I will not come to talk to you... Do you understand?

Gah!

Ansu let out a scream of dissatisfaction:

It seems that Tyrion has many secrets that I don't know, but I don't care about them, orcs, and we don't talk around.

Very well, then leave! Leave here forever, and it's best not to come back!

As he spoke, the orc death knight took the reins of the frost dragon and slowly lifted off into the air. Under the protection of two Val'kyr lords, he disappeared into the hazy sky of Icecrown Glacier. After all the undead disappeared, Ansu It was only when I raised my heart that I fell. They are powerful demigods of life, but facing a death knight who holds Frostmourne and commands a terrifying army... It's really hard to say who will win. .

what is going on?

Ansu landed on the ground, looking at Aviana who was beaten by two high-ranking Val'kyr lords in front of her, she asked sternly:

Didn't I tell you in advance, don't provoke those undead? They are not dark blades with a bottom line, they are dangerous!

I don't want to either.

Aviana, who was in the form of a white-feathered harpy, was a little aggrieved. The mother of birds looked around, and then handed the thing that was tightly held in her palm to the demigod companion in front of her. She had a face as beautiful as a night elf There was another smug expression on his face:

Look! I found the message left by Ms. Freya! It's in the mountains controlled by the undead... Their death breath covered up the message, but fortunately I found it...

Don't mention this for now!

Ansu glanced at the emerald green seed held in Aviana's bird claw, and it asked in a deep voice:

Quack, what did you see on the side of the undead? Why did you attract so many undead to chase you down?

Ansu's question made Aviana tremble. Obviously, what this curious mother of birds saw must be amazing, but facing the eyes of Ansu and Asaman, she hesitated for a moment , looking at the snow-capped mountain not far away that was blocked by the undead, she whispered:

I saw, they were...building big ships, hundreds of thousands of undead were busy in the walls of that tower, and there were many dwarves and goblins... a lot of metal objects that we had never seen before, it was like a city. City of Steel.

Those are made of black steel, huge...we've seen, Draenei-like spaceships...and more than one!

Above...there is the... emblem of the Dark Blade! Naturally, mortals foolishly think that the Scourge and the Dark Blade are hostile, but they...they have merged long ago!

Shut up!

Seeing Aviana's voice getting louder, Ansu scolded viciously:

You didn't see anything! Do you understand?

You have to keep this secret in your heart! Take it to the grave! Don't tell anyone! If you don't want to experience eternal silence!

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Have you dealt with it?

On the top floor of the black fortress of Icecrown Glacier, Ner'zhul's deep voice resounded faintly from the ten-thousand-year-old ice:

That lifeless intruder...

That's Tyrion's collaborator.

Grom took off his helmet, revealing the face covered with cold death. He put the Frostmourne in his hand back on the edge of Ner'zhul's Frozen Throne, and said softly:

Those clever beasts will keep the secret.

That's good...

Ner'zhul's voice seemed to be more expectant than before. After a moment of silence, he spoke again:

Don't you really plan to become the sword bearer of Frostmourne? Grom, this weapon likes you very much...

not the right time yet!

Grom Hellscream put the black helmet under his arm, and he left the Ice Throne without looking back, he said:

Let's talk about it after I've fought that battle.

After we've buried Kil'jaeden completely... let's talk about it.

After the death knight Grom left, on the empty Frozen Throne, Ner'zhul's voice sounded again, this time, the expectation in his voice was barely concealed.

Hehe, well said!

Kil'jaeden the Deceiver... come, come to this world, we... we bloodthirsty avengers, have...

Can't wait!