After the last knight crossed the dark green vortex of the Dark Portal, Khadgar raised the Skull of Gul'dan in his hand. The sting of magic energy poured into his body, and the dark magic wrapped around his body.
, letting the purple robe flutter.
The absorbed thick magic power was wrapped around the top of the Guardian Staff, like a black sharp sword. As Khadgar waved, the magic threads connecting the Dark Portal were cut off one by one. This was
The second time he did it, he seemed very skillful.
The dark green energy vortex dimmed little by little, and finally regrouped in a counter-rotating posture at a point of magic power, and then disappeared in the vibration of the black light feathers flying all over the sky.
The Archmage took a deep breath, and he raised his staff again. The violent magic power was accompanied by the waving of his fingers, like a sharp giant scythe, slashing hard on the platform of the Dark Door, destroying the existing 9
The solemn storm god statue and huge platform were chopped into pieces together with the dark red hillside behind it.
Between the boulders and the flying dust, a symbol of the disasters of the two worlds, the Dark Portal... completely collapsed.
After doing all this, Khadgar put his staff back behind him. Amidst the roar of the earth, he turned around. Behind him were two witnesses of history.
Wearing a black elf gown, black hunting breeches, and exquisite deerskin boots, with his long gray hair neatly styled, and a decorative long sword hanging on his waist, Tyrion today
His appearance does not look like a death knight known for its strength and cruelty, but rather like a graceful elf noble.
Beside him is his wife, Alleria Windrunner, who has completely surrendered to her destiny.
This beautiful lady was not wearing her own ranger chain mail. She was wearing a bright red floral dress, together with the jeweled high heels under her feet, which were generously lent to the mistress by Miss Luminas.
The two of them had almost the same stature, and it didn't look awkward to wear them. Alleria's golden hair had dimmed in the transition between life and death, but it was still as beautiful as it was draped over her shoulders.
The blue family war lines on her cheeks have been eliminated, and the thin cheeks without makeup have a temperament that I feel pity for, if you don't look at her eyes that shine with blood-red light, and her eyes that look like they are painted on
Lips that look like red lipstick.
Tyrion was unwilling to let his lover accept the fate of a blood servant. During the transformation in Shattrath's End of the World Tavern, he injected almost all of the blood of Sarlayin in his body into Alleria's body, which made Oreria
Lelia has a powerful blood-draining instinct that other blood servants don't have at all, and is almost the same as the original Sarain.
But in essence, she is still not the real Sarain. With Tyrion's gift, she may be able to break through the boundaries of the blood servant and successfully transform into a new subordinate. But with Alleria's character, she may never be able to
will do so.
After that transformation, the lives of the two people are truly linked together. The blood contract can completely guarantee that the two will live and die together... For lovers whose feelings transcend life and death, this may be the most perfect thing.
ending.
Seeing Khadgar walking towards them, Tyrion's cold blue eyes jumped, and he said softly:
"You should know that as long as the Skull of Gul'dan is in my hand, I can open it again at any time. It is almost meaningless for you to destroy the body of this door."
"Yes, I know."
Khadgar patted the second Skull of Gul'dan hanging on his waist. This was found by the death knights in the wild battlefield of Gorgrond. Deathwing did not bring it into the void vortex.
It should be considered a lucky thing.
"But they don't know..."
The Archmage looked at Tyrion and Alleria, looking at their hands holding each other, and he said solemnly:
"Living people need a hope to live. At least until hope is extinguished, I hope they can live happily."
"hapiness?"
Tyrion raised his eyebrows:
"If you knew what they were going to encounter next, you might not have this naive idea. A turbulent era in the world of Azeroth is about to begin. In that era, it will be full of war, full of death, and full of coldness.
Full of despair, full of pain, but...but no joy."
Seeing that the atmosphere between the two became awkward again, Alleria patted Tyrion on the back with dissatisfaction. The death knight was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the archmage with a hypocritical smile on his face.
:
"So, Mr. Khadgar, you will join us and become one of us, right?"
Seeing the secret behind it clearly through the real curtain seemed to make Khadgar become more casual. Faced with this straightforward invitation, he shrugged and snorted:
"Who knows? Maybe joining those Naaru is also a good choice. At least the Holy Light won't kill me."
"You mean High Knight Turalyon?"
Tyrion's eyes became playful:
"I heard that Grand Knight Turalyon stayed in Shattrath City and followed the Naaru to learn a deeper way of the Holy Light? To be honest, in my opinion, this may be the worst decision, Turayan
Mr. Young never knows what will happen to him, and the problem is..."
The death knight lowered his voice:
"You already know that, right?"
"I killed Turalyon with my own hands, and his soul is still sleeping in the soul box of the Black Temple. If Turalyon is dead, then the impostor who is still active in Shattrath is there.
Who is carrying it in a body that is supposed to die?"
"Sephiel told me that it was the Turalyon she retrieved from the abandoned timeline. The dead Turalyon in another timeline, that's him!"
Khadgar stared at Tyrion, a trace of disgust flashing in his eyes:
"Are you still stirring up trouble?"
"Sowing discord, so to speak."
Tyrion ended the topic, looked at Khadgar with narrowed eyes, and whispered:
"What I really want you to think about is that timeline, the timeline that was abandoned in the mouth of the bronze dragon. Why do you think it was abandoned? As a friendly reminder, this is all about the bronze dragon issues.
The ultimate answer.”
"Come on, follow me, let's go have a good talk with the bronze dragon lady."
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"哐"
The door to the dark cell was pushed open, and the light of the crystal lamp shone into the dark room. Sephiel subconsciously narrowed her eyes. After being detained for several days, she was already a little uncomfortable with the light.
.
"Prisoner Sephiel... follow me!"
Safarul, who was holding a chandelier, looked at the bronze dragon in front of him indifferently, while Miss Bronze Dragon looked at the orc death knight with a hint of fear in her eyes.
Two days ago, she planned an escape. As soon as she defeated two death knights and rushed out of the cage, she was struck back by Saurfang's battle ax. Of course, partly because of Saurfang.
It was indeed strong enough, but also because the unlucky Sephiel was seriously injured at this time.
In the previous collapse of Shadowmoon Valley, she could not completely avoid the disaster, especially after she struggled to break out of the magic storm that caused the world to collapse, and ran into the gathered elemental spirits and Delaney.
A human forbidden magic ship, and a priest Velen who transcended legend.
Everyone knew that Sephiel caused the disaster, so no one was polite to her. As a result, the newly adult dragon almost died in Shadowmoon Valley. The bronze dragon's power of time is indeed powerful, but that is not
Invincible... Facing an irresistible force, she could only surrender.
"Whoosh, whoosh"
Heavy shackles were locked on Sephiel's wrists and ankles. As Sephiel moved forward, these chains dragged in the passage of the dark temple, making a low sound. The surface of these shackles was engraved with the name "Lich Slash".
The undead rune array of "Elimination" can suppress magic power to the limit. With Sephiel's current bad situation, with this thing, she only has brute strength, but facing the death knights who are also known for their strength
, she couldn't resist at all.
She is just a young dragon that has just grown up.
"哐"
Miss Bronze Dragon was pushed into a brightly lit hall. She raised her head and saw the annoying culprit, Death Knight Lord Tyrion and his mistress, as well as the cowardly human mage Khadgar.
He was looking at her with a look of hatred, which made Sephiel very disgusted.
So the next moment, Sephiel's eyes flashed fiercely, and she cursed fiercely:
"Khadgar, you traitor who betrayed Azeroth, have you finally succumbed to evil?"
Khadgar raised his brows and wanted to say something, but Tyrion stretched out his hand to stop him. The death knight stepped forward and looked at Sephiel who clenched his fists. To be fair, the dragons' changing mortal forms were definitely not the same.
It would be ugly, and the high elf form of Sephiel in front of him reminded Tyrion of the girls who had just grown up in Silvermoon City.
The same youthful energy, the same...childishness.
"You are probably the first bronze dragon captured by a mortal in history."
Tyrion looked at Sephiel's eyes that wanted to devour others, he coughed lightly and said:
"Of course I don't mean to humiliate you, little girl. You just stepped into the trap I prepared. There is nothing worthy of humiliation. It's just a matter of calculation without intention. We came to you today just to clarify one thing.
..”
The death knight took a step back, waved his hand, and the junior knight standing at the door quickly brought a chair, while the bronze dragon sat on the chair unceremoniously.
"Whatever you want to know..."
A wicked smile appeared on Sephiel's lips: "I won't even tell you!"
"Oh? Is that really true?"
Tyrion was not angry. On the contrary, he crossed his arms on his chest and looked at the bronze dragon in front of him with a playful look. He said softly:
"Do you know Chromie?"
This name made Sephiel's eyes widen suddenly. This scene fell in Tyrion's eyes, and the death knight immediately grasped some clues. He coughed lightly:
"Perhaps I didn't make it clear. Her dragon name is Crodom. She is a female dragon with a male name. She has a bad personality. Her favorite thing to do is to travel back and forth in the timeline and tease those important times.
She is a node character, so the timeline she manages is always a mess, and there will always be troubles of one kind or another..."
"Oh, by the way, she is different from other bronze dragons who like to dress up as high elves. She likes to pretend to be a dwarf Holy Light Priest, the only dwarf priest in the world. Am I right?"
"You! You...who are you!"
This time Sephiel looked at Tyrion with a look that was no longer filled with hatred, but with fear.
Chromie is her best friend, but Chromie manages another timeline. Tyrion is a character in the timeline managed by Sephiel, just like a program in a computer.
Without the Internet, it was impossible for him to know about the other timeline, but now... this damn thing actually happened!
Tyrion actually described all the characteristics of Chromie in detail, including every one of them.
"Have you seen Chromie?"
Sephiel asked back with some excitement, but then she gave up this childish idea and stared at Tyrion:
"You can't have seen her! Even if Chromie is so brave, she wouldn't dare to enter another timeline privately... You have never seen her at all! How do you know her! Tell me! Death
Knight... tell me!"
"Quiet! Girl, be quiet!"
Tyrion stretched out his hand and put it on Sephiel's shoulder. He looked at the panicked bronze dragon in front of him and whispered:
"I'm not threatening you with Chromie, I'm just using this to declare to you the fact that you have been fighting enemies you don't understand at all. As for who I am, I am Tyrion. Blade of Dawn,
Just a nobody."
"We didn't bring you here to kill you. Don't worry, killing a bronze dragon will cause endless consequences. I'm not that stupid!"
Tyrion took a step back, Archmage Khadgar walked to his side, and then heard the death knight say to the bronze dragon:
"Have you ever seen the future of the timeline? I mean...have you ever seen the ultimate future of the timeline guarded by the bronze dragons?"
Sephiel recovered from the shock. Facing Tyrion's question, she hesitated and shook her head:
"No! Except for Nozdormu, the Lord of Time, no bronze dragon has ever seen the ultimate future... That is a forbidden sin!"
Tyrion and Khadgar looked at each other, and the death knight threw a key to Sephiel, and then said meaningfully:
"Then I suggest you go take a look... According to my estimation, your friend Chromie may have seen that future. Look at her running around in the timeline like crazy... Although
The technique is a bit low-level, but believe me, it’s definitely not just for fun!”
"Prisoner Sephiel, you will be released the next time the Dark Door opens! Stop sabotaging my plans casually. You have no idea what I am doing and what I can do."
