Azeroth’s Death Track

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"boom"

The hard stone slab of the chapel was lifted by Tyrion's hands, revealing a simple coffin buried underneath.

It was made of wood, with some Scriptures of the Holy Light engraved on it, and some dried petals were placed around the coffin. This is the funeral rite of the Holy Light Church. Apparently, Chaldean Pastor did not deceive Tyrion, Rogge was indeed buried by his own hands, and it seems that he has spent a lot of thought.

"Benevolent light, please accept the confession of your believers."

Chaplain Chaldean knelt halfway in front of the scriptures of the church. He stroked the rosary with both hands and whispered:

"I have committed an unforgivable crime. I have witnessed a murder, but I dare not expose it because of my cowardice. I have witnessed the death of the innocent, but I cannot preach justice because of my weak strength."

"I succumb to violence, I succumb to my weakness, I am guilty!"

This confession ritual was seen by Tirion. He shook his head disdainfully. No one in this world knew better than him the essence of the so-called holy light, which is a cosmic phenomenon. In terms of its essence, it There is no self-emotion, and there is no way to distinguish the good and evil of the believer. It just distributes its own power to every guy who believes in the existence of the Holy Light and has a pure and firm mind.

Even the undead... as long as the heart is toward the Holy Light, it is not impossible to get this power.

Tyrion does not hate the Holy Light. Its existence is the foundation of this universe. What he really hates is a group of guys who claim to be the incarnation of the Holy Light. Those tangrams born in the most brilliant Holy Light have their own thinking and Emotions, they are not as fair as the Holy Light itself. The most important thing is that those jigsaw puzzle creatures like to do much business.

"boom"

The coffin in front of him was opened by Tyrion, and a strange smell filled the church. It was not an ordinary smell of corpses. Chaldean priest followed Turalyon to learn the doctrine of the Holy Light anyway. When he buried Roglio, He sprinkled holy water on the body to ensure that it would not be invaded by evil and darkness.

And holy water, this is a troublesome thing, as long as holy water still exists in the corpse, death energy can not be born in the corpse, and there is no way to call, but now 18 months have passed, and the holy water has long disappeared.

"very pitiful..."

Tyrion looked at Roglio in the coffin, and he said softly, "It's all starting to rot... Can you bear this kind of body? Old friend."

The death knight closed his eyes, he gathered the energy of death in the body in front of him, the psychic circle just carved was ignited, he could feel the unwillingness of the soul remaining in this body, that strong hatred and despair, It is more volatile than when Serent and Luminas are awakened.

This means that Rogge was killed in extreme despair. After such a soul recovery, it will become very manic, unable to control its own hatred, and it is easy to get lost in the torture of death.

This worries Tyrion, he does not want his brother to go to destruction like this, he does not want to lose him after death.

"call"

The cold wind blew up in the chapel, and the soul called back from the abyss of the underworld began to recombine with the corpse, and Tyrion took a step back. After he was called by the Holy Light, the emotions of Chaldean Chaplain He stabilized a lot. He looked at the corpse in front of him with a sad and compassionate eye. He said softly:

"Mr. Rogge is very brave. He rides a war horse alone in the night to ask for help."

"His injury was serious. When I was called by Blackmore, I knew that he had to receive a long time of treatment, but he did not care about his physical condition. He just asked Blackmore to send troops to rescue his brother. It should have been too late... but Blackmore refused."

The priest sighed and made a prayer gesture of the Holy Light Church on his chest. His voice became sad:

"Mr. Rogge’s reprimand angered Blackmore. The tyrant of the castle ordered Captain Skarlock to take Mr. Rogge away. I know that it’s hard for him to survive. Blackmore threatened me, and I chose to submit like a coward , When I returned to the church, Mr. Rogge was thrown in the dark, his neck was cut off, I dare not say anything, I can only secretly bury him here for 3 days, I dare not Tell anyone about this."

"Why did he kill Roger?"

Tyrion was puzzled, and some puzzled voices sounded in the dark: "Even if you refuse to support, there are many reasons to block it, why kill a warrior so casually?"

This question silenced Chaplain, and a moment later, he said softly:

"Probably because you offended his majesty..."

"Awesome? Ha ha."

Tyrion’s finger touched his hilt:

"He won't use that stuff anytime soon."

"Uh"

Roglio's body slammed up in the coffin, and he breathed subconsciously, but the dead body was very repulsive to this kind of living behavior. He could not smell anything, and the world in front of him became pale. He raised his hands and saw the arm that had begun to rot, and even the dark bones.

"I...I am..."

He was a little dazed, but at the next moment, Tyrion walked to Rogge. He squatted down and looked at his brother who had been away from him for 18 months. He whispered:

"You are dead, Rogge, I am the same... We are all dead, but we still have unfulfilled wishes, so I am alive again... Are you in good condition?"

Roger heard the familiar voice, and he raised his head, and the blood-red light beating in those eyes made Tyrion's heart sink.

"I'm very good!"

Roglio’s voice is unusually unpleasant. This is because the vocal cords have become rotten, but this is not a big problem, as long as he can skillfully manipulate the energy of death. In the repair of this energy, after a period of time , His body will be repaired by death energy, of course, it will be a long time.

"I want to take revenge! For me, for the brothers who were supposed to survive but still died!"

The blood red light in Roglio's eyes jumped more violently. He turned and sat up from the coffin. The leather armor on his body was still usable. He searched left and right, but he couldn't find the weapon. At this time, Tyrion Put a long sword into his hand.

"Thank you! My brother Terion..."

A terrifying smile appeared on Roger's face, and he reached out and patted Tyrion's shoulder:

"When I get revenge, I will follow you no matter what you want to do! Just like before!"

A voice like a hoarse night owl cried in the darkness of the church. Rog turned his head and looked at the nervous Chaldean pastor behind him. The blood in his eyes jumped sharply.

"Uh"

The sword rested on the priest's neck. The cold coldness made the Chaldean body subconsciously take a step back. He and Roger's blood-red eyes looked directly at him. He whispered:

"I'm sorry for your experience, Mr. Rogge, but I can't stop it."

"Unable to stop!"

Roger growled and interrupted Chaldean's apology: "You humans! Despicable! Shameless! Damn it!"

"boom"

The sword he slammed was blocked by Tyrion's hand armor. He looked at Roglio, who was caught in the violent death. He said in a deep voice:

"Don't be swallowed by hatred, Roger! The real culprit is not him, and he is still useful to us!"

"Useful? Very good!"

Roger hesitated for a moment, then withdrew his sword and strode out of the church:

"Useful things have value! The valuable things should be preserved. When he is worthless, give him to me!"

Tyrion shrugged and looked back at the terrified priest. He said softly:

"You heard it, right? Try to make yourself valuable, pastor... this is the last advice, go, do what you should do, Serent and Luminas will cooperate with you! "

He reached out and patted Chaplain:

"Happily, come and laugh! You are about to become the hero of the alliance...don't worry about it!"

On the other side, in the center of Dunhold Castle, which has completely collapsed, the final battle is still going on, wearing full armor, and Major General Blackmore holding a sword and shield, with his most elite troops, resisting the source with difficulty The endless stream of corpses and the difficult death knights must break through the blockade of these guys in order to escape from the dead Dunhold Castle.

But frankly, it is difficult!

"boom"

The black battle axe was severely cut on the major general's shield. The shield made by the dwarf master was cut with a fierce crack. The crazy giant force forced the major general to step back a few steps before he could stand firm. And the left arm of his shield was sore as if he was about to be broken.

In front of him, a tall orc was wearing black armor, wearing a full-cover black helmet, and huge energy of death gathered around his body. The black spinal battle axe with the inscribed runes would be easily cut off every time. Let death roar, and then take away a life.

Blackmore chose a good opponent for himself...It is no exaggeration to say that Glokus. Blackhand, the once fierce chieftain, was the leading player of the Dark Blade Knights, and returned to the body of the orc. For death The understanding of power became deeper and deeper, shaping him into a complete fighting machine.

"Soldiers! Don't give up!"

The major general wielded his long sword and cut off the head of an undead soldier who was thrown up, and excited the surrounding soldiers loudly. He was very clear that if there were not enough soldiers to follow, he could not break through this frenzy of death, he must guarantee The fighting will of the soldiers.

"Roar!"

The death knight in front of him uttered a battle roar, rushed up again with the battle axe, the major general gritted his teeth, propped up the shield with both hands, and took a hard blow with this blow. When the battle axe and the shield collided, he The bones of the whole body are fighting and crying.

Blackmore can become a general. In addition to working hard, his own bravery is also a very important factor. This is a powerful human warrior. Unfortunately, he met a stronger opponent.

"Bang bang"

The battle axe and the shield kept colliding, and the major general stepped back several steps in a row. When the death knight's attack appeared a little slow, his body rushed forward, and the long sword in his hand accurately penetrated the gap of the knight's armor. .

"puff"

A cold blood spattered in the air, if the opposite was a living orc, this blow would win him a chance to counterattack or even beheaded, but unfortunately, the one in front of him was a dead person.

Being pierced in the abdomen, there is no pain at all. Glokus moved forward with the long sword that pierced the abdomen without a trace of hesitation. The shield flew, and even his armor was cut with a blood stain, and he was thrown away.

"boom"

Blackmore's body smashed into the ground at night, and Glokush's axe left a terrible scar from his abdomen to his chest, almost defeating the major general's defense. He climbed up hard and turned his head to see from The dark figure rushed towards him on the other side.

"Blackmore! The dead come to you for revenge!"

"Your cowardice! Your conspiracy! Your trick! Your death will not help! Let's die! Disgusting miscellaneous!"

"boom"

Roglio slammed into the major general's body regardless of the defense's impact, struck him again, he fell to the ground in embarrassment, his gorgeous helmets flew out, and he was about to get up At that time, he suddenly saw the little Thrall who appeared at the entrance of the castle. The little orc was protecting a little girl from the castle. He was wearing a gladiator's chain armor, carrying a battle axe and a round shield in his hand.

Thrall also saw General Blackmore who was seriously wounded. He subconsciously rushed over to help. This action gave a little warmth to the dying general's eyes. Fate's fate is about to end here, the general stands up suddenly, scouting empty fist to block Roglio's mad raid.

"Run! Thrall! Run!"

"Don't care about me! Live, you must live! Don't forget the mission I gave you, you want to be the leader of the orcs! You want to be the greatest hero!"

"Blackmore will die today, but you will inherit my will! I know...run!"

"puff"

Roglio's long sword fiercely pierced Blackmore's breastplate. The brave major general seemed to have lost all his strength. His body collapsed in trembling pain, and the ugly dead man's face was tight. Staring at Blackmore, Roger's vulgar voice rang in his ears.

"You don't deserve to die like a hero, you coward! Conspirator! Murderer!"

"The world will not remember you, Blackmore, no one will remember you! You will rot in darkness and death like a maggot, I will watch you rot, and I will enjoy your curse!"

"Pooh"

Blackmore breathed hard. He looked at the dead face in front of him. He recognized the body in front of him. He spit out a **** saliva in disdain:

"You...monster!"

"Ha ha"

The blood-red light in Roger's eyes jumped abruptly, and the hilt in his hand turned outwards, breaking the pierced heart completely.

"It's you who turned me into a monster! But what do you say..."

"Monster's revenge begins..."

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