Azeroth’s Death Track

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Liresa Windrunner, the fifth Patriarch of the Windrunner family since Quel'Thalas was established, is also recognized as the greatest ranger general.

The time when she was born was the golden age of Quel'Thalas. The trolls were defeated. The power of the elves eventually completely covered the northernmost continent of the entire northern Xinjiang. She had been active in trolls since she was an adult. On the battlefield, countless times holding the war bow blade, leading the rangers to defend Quel'Thalas.

The entire Ranger Corps and other Ranger troops regard her as an absolute leader. In her hands, the authority of the Windrunner has become so prominent, and her prestige has even spread in the human kingdom of Northern Xinjiang.

She should have had a happy ending, but it is a pity that her husband was killed by Zulkin 180 years ago, and since then, the life of the Ranger General has become lonely, and after 10 years, she The good sister Teresa. The blade of dawn and her husband Carol. The blade of dawn were also killed by the trolls of Zul'jin. At that time, Tyrion, who was still a minor, entered her by adopting it. In your life.

Tyrion’s grade is about the same as that of her younger son, Lilas Windrunner. It’s easy, she regards the silent and lonely Tyrion as her own child.

She taught him to fight, taught him to grow, brought him into the battlefield with her own hands, and in the state of cooperation between the two, captured the two common enemies Zuljin. Although they are not biological mothers and children, they are very sincere.

Compared with indifferent parents, Tyrion himself also relies on General Lilesa.

It is a pity that Bi Chi, destiny, will never let people who value it have a happy life. It seems that it will use continuous grief and despair to refine the minds of the warriors once and for all, so that they can truly embark on their own the way.

But the fate of wanton play, never cared about these people's feelings...

"Don't fall asleep! Don't fall asleep! Look at me!"

Tyrion, holding the nearly unconscious general Ranger, rushed crazy towards the direction he came. He now very much expects those brainless paladins to catch up all the way, even if they meet, they will kill him...it doesn’t matter!

It doesn't matter! It doesn't matter if you can save the woman in your arms and his mother!

"Hold on! General, hold on!"

He didn't call her mother. In fact, when two people get along, Tyrion rarely calls this name. This comes from his mature soul, but the feelings in his heart can't be suppressed.

In the farewell to Aurelia, his mood was no longer stable, and witnessing the serious injury of the adoptive mother was dying, which made Tirion unable to calm himself down. He did not even notice the suppressed emotions. At this moment, his thoughts have been completely shaken.

This is the beginning of the self-destruction of the undead...

"Tirion...Tirion, my son, is that you?"

In the shaking of the running, General Lilysa opened her eyes hard. She saw the cold and thin face in front of her. Although the temperament of her face was completely different from that of Tyrion, she could be sure that this was her Son, the dead child.

"Uh..."

The bumps in the running caused General Ranger’s wound to spill more blood. This cry made Terion stop the running pace. He knelt on the ground and laid the body of General Ranger at this moment. The shaman had blood on his face, and in pain, he smiled hard.

She stretched out her hand, and the pale face was distressing. Her fingers touched on Tyrion's cheek. The kind of icy cold that belonged only to the dead made a flash of sorrow flash in the ranger's eyes.

Not for his own destiny but for his children’s misfortune.

"You shouldn't suffer all this...my child, fate is so cruel to you."

Lilyesa Windrunner coughed a few times, her voice became intermittent and became stable again, and behind this smoothness, her vitality was rapidly escaping from this body, Gul'dan's attack has been The hope that the Ranger General survived was cut off, and the vicious warlock had never hated Tyrion like he is now.

"You will not die!"

Tyrion clenched his fists, kneeling halfway in front of his foster mother, a stubborn light leaping in his ice-blue eyes, he reached out and gently and firmly lifted General Lileza's head, he She leaned over and kissed her neck. At the next moment, her sharpened teeth pierced her beating weak blood vessels.

"I won't let you die! Even destiny... don't want to take you away again!"

Tyrion's stubborn voice sounded in Lilysa's heart. He didn't draw blood as crazy as before. Instead, he tried to inject his own blood into Lilysa's body.

This is not the craziness he has been hit by. The special instincts given by Salin are very clear, just like the vampires of the original world. The cold blood of the Salin blood elves can be transformed into their own blood. Purification is injected into the living body, which can turn them into creatures similar to Sarin.

But unlike a vampire, this transformation is a one-off, and the transformed creature will become a blood servant-like existence. If the willpower is not strong enough to restrain the vampire desire like the real Salin It is easy to become a irrational monster. The most important thing is that after the conversion is successful, the cursed lives of the two will bind together.

Tyrion has never used this ability, he is worried that this will leave a weakness for himself, but if it is used on Lilysa, he is completely acceptable.

"Enough! Enough!"

Feeling the fusion of the two blood, General Liresa struggled with difficulty. She raised her hand and fell weakly on Tyrion’s face, pushing him away. General Ranger was holding his child’s cheek with both hands. There was a touch of sorrow in her eyes. Although she didn't know the existence of Salin, this evil way had already demonstrated the identity of Tyraine.

"Enough! Terion! Don't let you... don't let you become a real monster! This is not your destiny! This is not my son's destiny!"

This blocking made Tyrion at a loss, but at the next moment, the light in his eyes became firm again. He shook his head and reached out to hold the hands of the foster mother, feeling the warmth in his hands. He said softly:

"But I have lost so much, I can't lose more, I thought, I thought that killing Gul'dan designed the Windrunner family to get rid of the nightmare of death, but I... I personally contributed to it, I want to protect you, but I personally hurt your life, this is not what I want to do, whether you want it or not, I have to..."

"enough!"

The ranger general's face became dull. She sighed hard. She looked at Tyrion. In the darkness, her eyes became very tender.

"I can see you again before I die. I have to thank the destiny for letting me die quietly, my poor child, look at you, you still haven't grown up, you still don't understand, life always says Bye bye...you can’t childishly want to leave everything around you, that is a pain for us."

"Well..."

The death knight's fist was clenched, he didn't want to lose all this again, but Lireisa's request made him unable to refuse. At the next moment, the ranger general's cold fingers flicked on Tyrion's face, just like When the conversation was the same, her voice was still so gentle.

"I'm actually very happy, Tyrion, I'm actually very happy to see that you still have my place in your heart... you see, death hasn't taken away all of you, as long as you remember me, I will still live In your heart, when you need it, when you raise your head, behind your back...I am there, I will not leave."

General Lilysa's breathing became a little more rapid, and unstoppable death had arrived.

"Don’t let the darkness swallow you up, child, how kind you are. Since you were young, I know that my child is destined to make a career. There is a secret in your heart that only you know, but this It doesn’t matter, I know that death hasn’t changed you, that’s enough...”

"Don't let it change you, Tyrion, don't let it turn you into a monster!"

This dissuasion caused Tyrion to lower his head. He put Lireisa's palm in his heart, but there was no longer a beating heart there.

"But...but I am already a monster, mother."

The Ranger General shook his head hard, and she took a deep breath, propped herself up, hugged the cold knight of the Death Knight, and gently kissed him on the forehead.

"Then do what you want, no one can bind you anymore..."

Lilysa held Tyrion’s hand in her left hand, and put her right hand on her chest with difficulty. In Terrion’s extremely painful gaze, her eyes became hollow, and she looked at the darkness before her and seemed to see To those memories that have passed in life.

"Ter Lisa...Hawkes...I'm here, you see, Tyrion is by my side...he's a good boy..."

Her hand clasped Tyrion's finger for the last time, so hard, it was like leaving her mark in Tyrion's heart, but her beautiful eyes closed slowly in the darkness.

"My son, goodbye..."

This brief meeting, this eternal separation.

In the cold night of Quel'Thalas, the death knight half kneeled on the ground full of falling maple leaves. After experiencing a death, he originally thought that nothing in the world could affect him. He originally I think my own mind and my thoughts are cold enough and firm enough.

And now, this time the death, which was completely interpreted in front of his eyes, instantly defeated all his preparations, all disguise, all in disguise.

He was like a statue, half kneeling in the dark night, no sound, no movement, like everything was pulled away from the body, leaving only a cold body.

The red light in the eyes of Luminas, who had been standing not far away watching all of this, also swayed at this moment. As a death knight, even as a bystander, she could fully understand Tyrion’s heart at this time. That unimaginable pain.

Tyrion used his own example as an example to teach her what disastrous consequences there would be when the dead and the fate of the past were cut.

Luminas stretched out her hand. There was a ring no longer shining on her finger. She stared at the ring representing the memories of the past. Eventually, she stretched out her hand, took the ring off her finger, and looked at it in front of her eyes.

The night wind blew her red hair. Eventually, after the red light in her eyes stabilized again, the ring of love symbol was thrown on this dark land.

Since you want to forget... just simply forget it more thoroughly.

"Snapped"

The young lady's palm rested on Tyrion's shoulder. She looked at the dead body that had lost all life activities in front of her. She said softly:

"If you plan to call the generals into death knights, then you better do it quickly, you pitiful worm...I suddenly don’t hate you anymore, and I sympathize with you. Close it all in and let the elves go all over the net. You actually want to help this country, right...It’s a pity that maybe you will succeed in one step."

"Don't guess my mind! Besides, am I so pitiful?"

Tyrion asked dryly: "Is it all down to the point where you need sympathy?"

"If you are a living person, maybe you are now in tears..."

Luminas mocked and said: "It's just that the dead don't cry, the dead don't hurt, you have no tears, you pitiful..."

Her voice came to an abrupt end at this moment. She saw Tyrion's face. Yes, the dead wouldn't cry. They had lost the possibility of crying.

But at this time, on Tyrion's face, two **** tears drawn a dead and horrible face on his face. At this moment, Luminas knows again... It turns out that the dead will also be sad, and the dead will also cry...

"Are you scared? I'm so sorry, I just... just express my sadness, do you understand?"

The death knight's voice is hoarse, as if not affected at all, but this calm itself represents an abnormal state, at least in the deep blue eyes of Tyraion's eyes, a dark red light Point, is shining brightly.

"Look... the shackles imposed on me in the past have been completely cut off, I am truly free, Luminas...Fate can no longer affect me."

Tyrion leaned down and left an icy kiss on General Liresa's forehead. At this moment the death energy in his body flowed out of his fingertips, in a very obedient gesture, spreading all over General Liresa's The body, in the end, made a cold coffin for her.

She was frozen in the ice, her face was so clear, as if she was sleeping, and she might be awake at any time.

Tyrion’s fingers were sliding on the surface of the ice, he looked at the presence in front of him, he said softly

"No one can disturb you anymore, mother."

"Even when you are dying, you are full of love for this land... then let this **** war end now, your death is a big mistake I made, this is what I can do for you The last thing."

At the next moment, the icy voice sounded in the heart of every member of the sparse Dark Blade Knights, like a warrior who had re-squeezed the sword, and like an evil brave who finally embarked on the road of fate.

Tyrion looked back at the burning forest behind him. He reached out and wiped the blood from his face. He said softly:

"Serrent, throw the rune back... Blackhand, come on, come to me!"

"No need to suppress your anger anymore, no need to retain your hatred... release them! Release everything! Let's... hack Gul'dan!"

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