Azeroth’s Death Track

bang bang bang

The swaying noise above the ground made the deepest cave in Ulduar reverberate with deep voices. This is a dark cave separated from Yogg-Saron’s last seal by a wall. It has been cleaned up by the industrious Darkblade Knights.

Every armored knight here is very clear that his boss is a clean person, he hates a messy battlefield, it will make him feel bad, and in the current Azeroth, there is no madman, Would love to see the boss when he's in a bad mood...that's something that has to be avoided, especially at this moment.

The most trusted death lords are guarding the periphery, ensuring that no one will break into this area that has been completely under martial law. Tyrion is sitting on the blue throne shaped by himself with death energy, until now , the great lord is still busy with some official business. He is holding a plan with only a code name but no name in his hand, and he is flipping through it page by page. This is an operation planned by the Dark Blade Intelligence Bureau. The goal was mentioned, but there was no meddling in it.

And on the one-legged table made of ice in his hand, there are several other proposals.

Therefore, being a leader has never been a simple position. Even before the knife is about to be cut, he must first handle the work at hand.

And on the other side of the throne of the great lord, in a place deeper in the crypt, the great guardian Rai is having a battle with Vezax, the last Kraxis general loyal to Yogg-Saron. Friendly talk.

The two parties were very involved in the conversation, the blood spattered, the flesh and blood were flying, the conversation was destructive, and the conversation was horrific...

Twenty-five thousand years ago, it was the two brothers of Vezax who, under the dark orders of Yogg-Saron, killed Rai's brother Tyr in Tirisfal Glades, as is known so far, The only guardian who died heroically, this news caused the awakened Lai to be extremely painful. The unbearable self-blame transformed into uncontrollable anger and absolute killing intent in this dark cave.

Lai is not a person who likes to use weapons to resolve disputes. He is completely different from his brother, the warlike Odin, but he is such a rational guardian. , is really an eye-opener... As for General Vezax, who would feel sad for his death?

Not even its owner Yogg-Saron, the final ending of a dark and depraved creature is so tragic... Even if it dies, no one will miss it. Of course, considering the unique life form of Krasis, even if It will take a lot of effort to completely destroy the great guardian Lai who has really ruthlessly dealt with it, but it doesn't matter, this is what Lai wants to do.

Only when the flesh and blood of the ugly creature flew in front of him, and in its screams, could the great guardian feel a little relaxation in his overwhelmed soul... He is not a vicious soul He doesn't take pleasure in cruelty, but now, he is willing to extend the sentence a little bit, not to torture the opponent, but to make the Krasis in front of him a whetstone, sharpen Lai's edge even more sharply, Until... confronting Yogg-Saron!

Then he vented all the pain, all the anger, all the bewilderment in his heart... all out!

However, everything, whether it is happiness or pain, is a process, and if there is a process, there will be a result, and if there is a beginning, there will be an end. After screaming for nearly 30 minutes, the dark creature that does all kinds of evil finally ushered in Final relief... Rai's merciful swing of the sword severed its neck, and lifted the ugly head with its bloody spine from the Kraxis' body.

The white spine dragged on the ground, making a low crashing sound as Lai walked, and pulled out a green strip full of traces of corrosive liquid... It looked extremely weird.

Lai shrunk his body, he held the skull that was also shrunk, his metal fingers moved, he looked at the great lord leaning on the throne, flipping through the complicated documents, at this moment, the great guardian looked at The great lord's eyes became complicated.

I... intend to give it to you.

Lai said softly:

It's a trophy, and in the memories the Titans leave us, giving it is a way of showing kindness, because without you, all this... new goals, new missions, vengeance and duty True fulfillment, cannot be achieved... I thank you, Tyrion, and all my brothers will thank you.

The great lord glanced at the cranium belonging to Krasis in Lai's hand, and he shook his head:

Thank you, I understand. You can keep this thing for yourself...it doesn't fit my wife and I's aesthetics. If I hang this thing in the bedroom, the child will be too scared to sleep.

The great lord's answer made the great guardian Lai, who was full of complicated emotions in his heart, embarrassed for a moment, but considering that the great lord might be telling the truth, Lai didn't show a very angry look, and he grabbed it with his left hand. , A dark green steel war sword entwined with lightning appeared in his hand.

He pressed the skull in his hand on the hilt of the sword in a rough manner, swallowed by the scorching flames of the lightning, and soon, the skull of Krasis was imprinted on the sword. In the surge of the power of the shaper, it became the unique decoration of this wide-edged war sword. The slender white spine stretched along the center of the sword body, adding a touch of dominance to this ferocious sharp blade.

Well, more or less like a soldier.

The great lord watched this scene, propped his chin with his left hand, and commented softly:

That's what you want to do, let your anger flow, let your extraordinary power be used by you, let that lofty goal become your motivation, and then kill everything that stands in your way... Such you are already qualified to fight with me. I'm going with you.

Then my brother Odin must fit your image of a warrior.

Lai waved the battle sword in his hand, amidst the howling and thunderous wind, he said softly:

He is the best fighter among us, and some of his ideas are very similar to yours. After solving Ulduar's troubles, maybe we should release him from that long imprisonment, and he will also serve He will not say no to an offer of strength to our just cause.

Odin?

Hearing this name, a trace of sarcasm flashed across the face of the great lord, and he shook his head:

No, he is not suitable, he is just a tyrant, a warrior on the surface, I don't trust him, I will use my way...to transform him.

Um?

Lai blinked, and he asked:

Why do you have such thoughts?

Because I can't trust a monster that can twist my adopted daughter with my own hands!

The great lord picked up the document again without any fumes, leaned on the throne, and replied softly:

What kind of father would do such a crazy thing? If he has no feelings for his own relatives, how much can I expect him to love this world and his future comrades-in-arms? Do you understand? Lai, I Indeed a villain in the traditional sense, a villain, but I have my own limits...and your brother Odin, he...doesn't!

I thought there was a hostile relationship between you and Hella.

Lay was silent for a moment, then asked:

Will you pity her too?

This question made the great lord stop looking at the file. He looked at the Broken Islands attached to the file in front of him, the magic image at the entrance to Hell, and he whispered:

This has nothing to do with pity. Apart from the appearance of a crazy woman and the dangerous power she wields, Hela is just a poor woman who was destroyed by the father she admired and forced to serve a great goal. Make sacrifices... Hehe, sometimes I really feel that you guardians are like a bunch of heartless monsters!

And Odin, the most monster-like one among you...

Then what will you do with him?

Lai's voice was more dignified:

Odin's power is even stronger than mine, and I don't want to see the power of the co-guard Elune weakened by infighting, so if possible, you may let me go and fight with him first...

No!

Before Lai finished speaking, he was flatly rejected by the great lord. He raised his wrist, looked at the time on the mechanical watch, and then looked up at the constantly swaying strata above. He didn't even look at the great guardian. He said:

I'm trying to find a way to satisfy everyone, but there is absolutely no way to send someone to sue for peace... Odin and the Hall of Valor are not worthy of me sending envoys, the work of mortals We are about to reach the end, tell Thorim that we can start preparing to lift the seal.

It's time to have a good chat with Your Excellency Yogg-Saron.

The great lord put down the document, and a gleam of joy flashed in his ice blue eyes:

I believe that Your Excellency Yogg-Saron must have been impatient because of the immense expectations.

Seeing that the great lord seemed unwilling to discuss the issue of Odin and Hela too much, the great guardian Lai knew that in the great lord's heart, there must have been a way to deal with it. After a moment of thinking, he decided to Don't participate in it, because what Tyrion said seems to make sense.

Lai once met Hela. At that time, Hela was still a well-behaved sea witch full of courage and glory. She was the most spiritual second generation among the creations of Titans. But now, Hela has become the terrifying Queen of Hell. , the cruelty of what happened in it must have exceeded the imagination of the great guardian.

Moreover, he is very familiar with the character of his brother Odin, he is not a guardian who is willing to be inferior to others, but now it seems that at least in terms of saving the world, what Tyrion has done has long been far away. More than Odin planned, and most importantly, Elune trusted Tyrion, not Odin.

Yes, Yogg-Saron was indeed impatient waiting.

Lai glanced at the door of the cell that was sealed by the four seals in front of him. Leaning on the bone battle sword, he whispered:

In the past 45 minutes, it has been trying to break through the protective seal my brothers have placed on the core of the furnace of will. It has tried a full 175 times, but fortunately these amazing mortal warriors have won us enough According to the layout time, it can be seen that this ancient evil is afraid, like a wild dog driven to a dead end... Heh, this is really rare.

Ah, my friend Len.

The great lord stood up, and the throne behind him quickly dissipated into pure death energy and re-integrated into his body. He moved his arms, turned his head, and said to Lai with a smile:

It's rude not to belittle our opponent so much, although I think it's afraid...it should be, right?

Now that I'm talking about this, I can't help but ask.

As Lai walked forward with the great lord, towards the gate that had begun to melt the seal, he asked:

I have seen C'Thun's soul in the cage of the dead, I don't think you can't feel its changes... The cunning Old God is actually not as weak as it looks, I Guess, if you let it go like that, you are probably planning something, right?

Ah, you're such a...um, big witty bastard.

The great lord swung his wrists outward, the dark and heavy Ashbringer appeared on his left hand, and the hazy and deadly Apocalypse, or Deathbringer, appeared on his right hand. He felt the weapon he hadn't held for a long time. A layer of cold death force slowly covered the body of the great lord.

Amidst the surging blue mist, a set of dark dragon armor shining with the aura of death appeared on the body of the high lord, and above his head, a crown of frost overflowing with cold air was suspended on the gray-white over long hair.

He said in a low voice:

Yes, C'Thun in the past, Yogg-Saron in the present, and N'Zoth in the future, they all have their own destiny, and that destiny will be woven by my own hands. I'm curious...the fallen Titan, will you still hate the void as much as before?

They will also become my weapons, my soldiers, and my vanguard...Whether they like it or not, this is their fate in the future!

After finishing speaking, the four ancient god seals shining in front of the great lord suddenly dissipated like a ray of light at this moment, and Tyrion stepped forward and kicked on the stone door of the seal in front of him. The moment the boots with dark red thorns and skull patterns touched the sealed gate, it was like a bomb with a large equivalent exploded on the stone gate.

kuang

The flying stones roared and flew towards the space inside the seal, and the great lord holding the double blade of darkness stepped into the cage that had been dusty for hundreds of thousands of years, as if to say hello .

Yogg-Saron... Your good friend Elune asked me to say hello.

Hurry up and eat something, then...

Let's go.