The undead dragon is different from the living dragon. It makes a weak sound when flying in the air and relies more on magic rather than the wings covered with red periosteum. But when it lands, the undead dragon is not as flexible as the giant dragon.
.
Probably the red dragon Auguste Traz, who called himself "Death Knell", was not used to this dead body. When it landed on the ground, it knocked over several abandoned tents, and the dust it kicked up was simply earth-shattering.
.
"Shua"
Luminas was the first to jump down from behind the undead dragon. She held the rune sword in her hand and looked at the figure standing in the darkness of the opposite tent with an unkind expression. She did not hide her malice. No one likes to be used as a gun.
, even if it is a dead person.
The other death knights also jumped off the dragon's back, holding ferocious weapons and standing next to Luminas. An aura of shared hatred burst out on the ground at the edge of the Dark Portal, but Tyrion was very calm.
The magic sword was handed over to Rogelio behind him, and he walked straight towards the tent in front of him without even wearing armor.
The death knight wore a black shirt on the upper body, hunting trousers on the lower body, and moccasin boots. To be honest, if it weren't for the strong aura of death wrapped around his body and the ice-blue eyes that exuded cold air,
As well as the decoration of two ferocious skulls hanging on the chest with chains, everyone would think that this is a high elf noble who is out hunting, rather than a dangerous dead person.
Just like his relaxed appearance, Tyrion also looked very relaxed when facing Ms. Aegwynn and her husband Nielas Ayla, who came on behalf of Medivh.
"I thought it would be Mr. Medivh himself..."
Tyrion raised his eyes and looked at the two men with unkind expressions in front of him. He said softly: "It is really unkind for Mr. Medivh to ask his old parents to travel thousands of miles."
"Your misbehavior has made the bronze dragons very angry. They are trying to penetrate the barrier of Karazhan. This is all a good thing you did!"
Ms. Aegwynn pulled down her purple mage hat to cover her evil-looking eyes, and said in a deep voice:
"We were fully fulfilling our duties, and you violated it..."
"Come on, don't say any more words like this to deceive children."
The death knight interrupted Aegwynn's accusations unceremoniously. A dangerous light flashed in his eyes. He stretched out his hand to hold the blasphemous seal on his chest and whispered:
"Both Medivh and Merry Winterwind are here. Since there are only two of you, don't try to provoke us anymore. Madam, you are doing a very dangerous thing. You must know that speaking with swords in this place will not be easy."
The Blade Knights will not necessarily lose!"
This naked threat made Aegwynn look very ugly, but Nielas Ellan grabbed his wife's arm and motioned for her to calm down. The ghost archmage took a step forward and looked at Tyrion.
He said in a businesslike tone:
"Now that we have arrived at the Dark Portal, take out the things that should be given to us!"
"Hold it, this is my gesture of goodwill."
Tyrion snorted and hooked his fingers. The fully armed Blood Watcher Nasa broke through the shadows and appeared next to the death knight. He handed a long wooden box to Tyrion and then quietly returned.
The disappearance of sound.
This scene made Aegwin and Ellan take a step back at the same time. Obviously, they both recognized Nasa's identity.
"Watcher!"
Aegwynn's voice was filled with surprise: "You actually have such a person under your command. We really underestimated you."
"You know me and my Order no better than Medivh, madam."
Tyrion handed her the wooden box containing the scepter of Sargeras and said meaningfully:
"I'm not bluffing. I told you that if we fight here, we won't necessarily lose... I'm sure to take away the head of at least one of you. Guess who I will chop to death first?"
Aegwynn ignored Tyrion's threat. She took a step back and opened the wooden box in her hand. The scepter of Sargeras, wrapped with dark energy, lay quietly on the velvet lining. She reached out and closed the wooden box.
Putting it into the storage ring, she looked at Tyrion with a strange look. After a moment, she whispered:
"Khadgar, Garona, the deal is completed, come out."
"Swish"
Two figures appeared behind the mages. Khadgar, who was holding the staff of the guardian, showed undisguised hostility, while the other figure that appeared here made Tyrion frown. That person was so serious.
It was the strongest assassin of the Shadow Council, the half-orc Garona.
Archmage Elam looked at Tyrion and shook his head:
"I thought you wouldn't hand over the scepter so neatly, so, you see, we have also made preparations."
"You are actually able to calmly accept the murderer of your son. You are really tolerant."
Tyrion's voice became deeper, with a hint of ridicule. He tilted his head and looked at Garona who was hiding behind Khadgar. There was a trace of ferocity in his eyes:
"But Miss Garona, you probably haven't forgotten what I said the last time we met, right?"
Following Tyrion's voice, the death knights standing outside the tent all stepped forward, the runes on the weapons in their hands lit up, and the undead dragon lying on the ground also stood up, staring eagerly in front of them.
of mages.
The atmosphere became tense at this moment. Tyrion reached out and took the magic sword handed over by Rogelio. He waved the sword in the air, and with a faint scream, he pointed the sword at his face.
Ugly orc assassin.
"Everyone else can go. Next, I want to talk to Miss Garona about some of our little festivals..."
"I didn't do it of my own free will! I hate Gul'dan more than anyone else!"
Garona waved her hands and explained:
"I just want to be free, I am forced and helpless!"
"What does your being forced to do anything have to do with us?"
Tyrion interrupted Garona's explanation arrogantly, and said coldly:
"If you do something wrong, you must be mentally prepared to pay the price. If you appear in front of me with such a big fanfare, maybe you are sure that the mages will protect you, right?"
"Do you think they can really protect you?"
This sentence made the three mages hold their staffs tightly, and Aegwynn said in a deep voice:
"Calm down! Tyrion, we don't know the grudge between you and Garona, and we don't want to get involved, but I think your most urgent thing right now shouldn't be to fight with us, right?"
Khadgar also said loudly:
"Since you are going to Draenor, hurry up and leave. The bronze dragon is coming soon!"
"Are you threatening us with the bronze dragon?"
Tyrion took a step forward, and a purple magic vortex burst out under his feet, blocking his progress. The death knight, wrapped in a cold aura, stared at the mages in front of him:
"You dare to threaten me?"
"This is not a threat, just telling the truth!"
Elan's fingers were wrapped with a purple light, and he said meaningfully: "Maybe the bronze dragon that besieged Karazhan will find you and your knights in the next moment. The bronze dragon that controls the timeline is so weird. Who can
Do you know what they will do?"
"Just like what you once said to us... In fact, you can bet, Tyrion, that the bronze dragon will not find you, bet that you will escape safely from the siege of the bronze dragon, do you dare
Bet?"
The atmosphere in the tent was stagnant at this moment. After a few seconds, the coldness on the death knight's face suddenly disappeared. With a peaceful smile, he took a step back and put the hissing magic sword back behind his back.
He took one last look at the mages in front of him, turned around, and walked into the death knights.
"You are lucky this time, Garona, take care of your own life. You won't have such luck next time. And you, the mages of Karazhan, keep the Scepter of Sargeras, maybe that ominous thing
It will bring you some bad things... After all, who can say clearly about fate?"
"Let's go!"
"It's time to go to Draenor."
And just when the death knights and mages were "talking happily", above the Dark Portal, a strange aircraft was circling around the Dark Portal. The dwarf engineer Ella was controlling the aircraft while using her own
He was wearing engineering goggles as he looked at the situation below.
This kind of reconnaissance work should have been done by the more flexible Griffin Knights, but when the Blackstone Orcs raided the Alliance camp, the Griffin Knights suffered heavy losses, and some knights were transferred to the Searing Gorge to support the copper.
The war between the Beard Dwarves and the Dark Iron Dwarves resulted in a shortage of scouts for the Alliance vanguard army that had entered the Black Swamp.
In this case, the dwarf engineer Ella, who had made great achievements by saving many wounded soldiers on the battlefield, took on the task of reconnaissance and guidance for the Alliance army.
This is a very easy job. The defeated orcs have no air force at all, so Ella's reconnaissance will not be attacked at all. The only threat is the mutated vultures hovering over the black swamp, but the bursts loaded on this dwarf aircraft
Muskets can easily drive away those nasty guys.
"Well, the orcs are continuing to retreat, and the Dark Portal is peaceful!"
The little dwarf Ella circled the Dark Portal several times and found nothing special. She nodded with satisfaction, pulled up the joystick, and planned to return, but just as her aircraft flew past the outer perimeter of the Dark Portal, it was already
While at the abandoned tribal camp, several moving shadows suddenly appeared in Ella's field of vision.
She carefully adjusted the resolution of the telescope, and soon saw the moving shadows on the ground. They were some strange warriors wearing black armor, including men and women, and guys who looked like mages. She also saw people being
The elf in the center surrounded by those warriors, with its gray hair and iconic ears, immediately reminded Ella of the good friend she made on the battlefield, the elf ranger captain Alleria Windrunner.
"Why are these elves mixed with orcs?"
Ella murmured, and she dropped down, planning to take another look. But soon, she discovered those weird guys riding on a fleshless bone dragon, and watched the bone dragon flap its bone wings and fly away.
Standing up, the cold hairs on the back of Ella's neck suddenly stood up.
She recognized the dragon, she recognized these guys!
"It's those death knights! It's those death knights who captured old Mr. Lothar!"
The little dwarf hurriedly grabbed the communicator in the cockpit. This thing was a creation of dwarf engineering and was very similar to a walkie-talkie in another world. She pressed the call button and nervously reported to the commander of the alliance stronghold behind:
"General Danas, it's me, Ella...yes! The dwarf in charge of the investigation, I found the death knight! Yes! Those are the death knights who captured Mr. Lothar, that dragon! That bone dragon, I
Recognize it!"
Ella knew that she had made a great contribution. The two most important things for the alliance at the moment were to find a way to close the Dark Portal, and the second was to find the missing Marshal Lothar at all costs. After the little dwarf reported, she was very
Excited, she had already imagined before her eyes the scene of herself becoming a glorious Alliance hero, and the scene of her glorious return to Gnomeregan.
There was also the scene of her being a short person standing in front of those rude Alliance soldiers giving orders. All of this made Ella feel a little carried away, so much so that the little dwarf, who should be vigilant, forgot where she was.
And when she came to her senses, she saw the terrifying bone dragon flying towards her.
"Ahhh!"
Ella immediately became furious and pulled up the joystick. A black smoke spewed out from the exhaust pipe of the dwarf aircraft. She immediately accelerated and fled towards the alliance's stronghold. But the next moment, the cold dark red light came with precision.
Clasp around Ella's neck, amidst Tyrion's malicious laughter and Ella's panicked screams, the little dwarf was captured from the control cabin of the aircraft.
After a short and dizzying flight, Ella was caught in Tyrion's hand. The little dwarf's neck was clasped by cold fingers. She danced and struggled like a cub caught by a hunter, making a shrill noise.
of screams.
"Yo, look what I caught?"
A voice full of gloom rang in Ella's ears, frightening the timid dwarf. When she opened her eyes, she saw Tyrion's eyes that turned blood red and his expression full of malice.
"A little pink mouse. This is the first time I have seen a dwarf. Brothers, do you think we should eat her directly and drain her blood, or turn her into an ugly and disgusting corpse?
"
"ah!"
Under this threat, Ella screamed at the top of her lungs, rolled her eyes, and lost all consciousness.
This timid guy... was so frightened that he fainted.
This excessive reaction made Tyrion stunned for a moment. He casually threw the unconscious Ella to Luminas. The death knight lady quickly held the pink-haired dwarf in her arms like a doll.
Same.
This prisoner was just an insignificant interlude. Seeing the dwarf aircraft without its pilot spinning in the air and falling to the ground, bursting into a bright flame on the dark red ground, Tyrion's eyes turned to the darkness behind.
Gate, his hair was blown up in the hunting wind, he looked back at the hazy sky of the black swamp, and looked back at the world where he was born and lived for 300 years.
"Let's go, it's time to leave."
"When we come back, this world is destined to be different..."
