Tyrion sent out all the death knights who were still able to move under his command, and even some outstanding lower-level death knights were assigned the task of hunting demons. It is not that the Lord of the Dark Blade wants to fight the demons in this way.
In the espionage war of infiltration and counter-infiltration, he just used these demons who sneaked into Draenor first as whetstones.
They use their lives to sharpen the sword handles of their commanders.
And this is very necessary. In the Dark Blade Knights, except for the high-level Draenei knights who have lived for a long time, other races have no experience in fighting demons and have to adapt to the battle of such brutal creatures in advance.
Rhythm, nothing bad.
At first, it was just the death knights running on the land of Draenor, hunting down the lone demons, and then the draenei who resisted to the death also joined in. After the restrictions were slightly relaxed, the people of Nagrand and Frostfire Ridge
The orcs also began to eliminate the demon spies hidden inside, and finally even the ogres who fled to Gorgrond took action.
Every race in Draenor that can still move is preparing for war in this way. At least the leaders know that this is a war that no one can escape... The demon who desires to destroy everything will not do it because of you.
You will be spared if you are bitter and hateful, and the increasing number of demon spies in the world of Draenor also shows that the pace of the war is accelerating.
They're coming soon!
"Quick! Move, lazy guys!"
Hoarse and unpleasant neighing sounds kept ringing in the excavation site in the high mountains to the north of the Arak Forest, sometimes mixed with the sound of whips. Looking carefully, it was a group of arakkoa digging something at the foot of the mountain, like
They were like slaves, wearing simple handcuffs and shackles, waving a mining pick in their hands, and hammering around the khaki rocks.
These arakkoa slaves include high-level arakkoa with bright feathers, as well as fallen arakkoa with twisted and gloomy figures. They are all escapees from the Arakkoa Peaks War.
After taking over the throne, she launched a brutal arrest operation and captured the fugitives hiding in the dark forest one by one.
Originally, the queen wanted to kill these living people to fill the ranks of the Screamer Legion and the Dark Order of the Arakkoa, but her think tank, the Hidden Scrolls, stopped this act of massacre.
The Hidden Scrolls told the Queen that they would find a suitable place of atonement for these prisoners, and that these prisoners would also bring about the revival of Apexis arakkoa civilization.
Queen Lexi didn't quite believe in this nagging suggestion, but she was willing to give it a try, so the captives survived. In exchange for escaping death, they were likely to be buried in the land that had just begun to be excavated.
Work till death.
"Pa"
A harsh whip mixed with dark magic struck the body of an unruly high-level arakkoa, causing its feathers to fly in all directions. The severe pain caused it to scream, but the cruel and cold overseer
The whip was struck mercilessly several more times, sending the high-level arakkoa rolling around on the ground. Only when it obediently picked up the mining pick again did the supervisor stop the inhumane beating.
"Idiot, you should be grateful to the secret meeting of the hidden people. If it weren't for us... you would have died long ago!"
The overseer holding the whip is a fallen arakkoa. Although its appearance is the same twisted body, full of dim and dark feathers, its eyes are different from the viciousness and madness of other fallen arakkoa. They are a pair of gray eyes.
He looks very calm, and even occasionally shows a hint of wisdom.
He was wearing a dark robe and a felt hat of an arakkoa scholar that had been lost in time. He was carrying a huge scroll on his back, which was densely filled with arakkoa words, and on his shoulders, there were still
A black Kali bird.
"Go to work! Dig out the tomb as soon as possible, and you will be free soon!"
The overseer put away his whip and looked around at the slaves who were starting to work. He nodded with satisfaction, and then adjusted the black claw emblem on his chest, which was a symbol of his status in this new country.
..This is a scroll collector!
They can be called a lonely and mysterious group of people in the Dark Order. Most of them were scholars who once reached Tongtian Peak. After accepting the fate of falling, they did not choose to fight blindly with other arakkoa people, but continued to fight in Alan.
Walking on the land of Kafenglin, I found a few words about the glorious civilization of the Ya people from inaccessible corners, just like the shell pickers on the edge of the dark sea, after every ebb and flow of the tide, on the dark beach
Looking for the sparkle.
"Nomu! Lord Shared's messenger is here!"
Another scroll hider stood on the hill and shouted to the scroll hider who was patrolling the work area. The latter hurriedly abandoned the slaves and walked to the hut at the edge of the excavation site.
The scroll hiders are few in number, but they are all wise scholars. No one knows the secrets of the arakkoa's past better than they do. During the Dark Blade Knights' conquest of the Arak Peaks, the scroll hiders were among the undead.
They escaped early during the encirclement. They originally planned to rush into Talador, but were caught at the junction of the two places. Tyrion did not take their lives, but handed them over to Queen Leshi.
The Queen of Claws still retains her habits from 600 years ago. In her time, kings needed think tanks to make suggestions and rule the country. Therefore, the hidden scroll people who had the lost knowledge and power not only escaped, but even prospered as a result.
A powerful state administrator in Queen Claw's kingdom of death.
Nomu, the scroll hider, walked into the hut and saw a high-level arakkoa assassin wearing black leather armor and a black helmet. From the dark red eyes under its mask, you could tell that this was a high-level arakkoa assassin.
The undead, the dark golden claw emblem on its chest made Nomu raise his eyebrows, this was a Queen's Guard, a proper big shot.
"I bring orders and questions from Queen Claw and Chancellor Shared!"
The arakkoa assassin stared at the hidden scroll man in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Nomu, the scroll collector, the efficiency of the excavation site you manage is too low. It has been a month and you haven't even excavated the tomb. This makes the Queen and Prime Minister very dissatisfied!"
"Ga"
Faced with this question, Nomu let out a sharp hiss, which represented its nervousness. After a moment, it organized its language and whispered:
"Please report back to the distinguished Queen and Mr. Prime Minister that the excavation progress this month is slow because a few days ago, we were attacked by hydras from the dark swamp. They killed many slaves, but the scroll hidden people have already
After setting up the barrier, the excavation progress will quickly increase rapidly."
"You should report this kind of thing! Hidden Volume Man!"
The arakkoa assassin said coldly:
"The Screamer Legion is flying in the sky of Aranka. As long as you send a signal, we will be here soon to eliminate those troubles!"
"But if the Queen's Guards are required to help in everything, wouldn't we, the Queen's minions, look too useless?"
Noam, the scroll hider, replied:
"And when we were attacked, the Queen was expelling the Khajiit tribe from the Arak Peak Forest. We just didn't want to cause any trouble... In addition, I have packed up the bodies of the dead, and you can take them back to Tongtian Peak.
, they will continue to serve our Queen after death."
The arakkoa assassin nodded, took out a scroll from the leather bag on his belt, handed it to the person hiding the scroll, and said:
"This is Lord Shared's appointment letter. From today on, I will serve as the leader of the defense force at the excavation site and work with you!"
Its gray eyes blinked, and its harsh tone became gentler:
"You can call me Crow."
"crow?"
The hidden scroll man let out a surprised scream. It looked up and down at the arakkoa assassin in front of it, and said softly:
"Once the captain of the guard of Terokk, one of the most famous assassins of the arakkoa... Are you really a warrior who followed the legendary king 600 years ago? I found a record of your story in the ruins of Tongtian Peak.
Ancient scrolls, it is said that you followed in the footsteps of His Majesty Terok and single-handedly killed 500 Khajiits in one night?"
"The rumors are wrong. It was in the evening, and the opponent was just more than 200 tigers who fled in a hurry."
A trace of pride and nostalgia flashed in the crow's eyes, but soon it calmed down again and waved its hand:
"I'm far from a legend."
The Tibetan Man rubbed his paws excitedly. He looked at his new colleagues. After a moment, he neighed briefly and then extended a kind invitation to his colleagues.
"Then come on, Mr. Crow, come with me, I will take you to see the excavation site."
Once dead, one tall and one short, the fallen arakkoa and the high-level arakkoa walked in the excavation site surrounded by a dark barrier. Norm introduced the situation of the excavation site to the crow. The latter said nothing and nodded occasionally.
It wasn't until they reached the other side of the excavation site that the crow looked at the barren land below and suddenly asked:
"So, what exactly are we digging for? I heard it's the same ancient weapon?"
"Well, this is confidential."
The person hiding the scroll shrugged and lowered his voice:
"But it doesn't matter if I tell you. You are the queen's most trusted guard, and you are qualified to know this secret... What we want to dig up is the deadly secret left by the Apexis Kingdom in the afterglow of civilization 1,200 years ago.
It is said that the weapon was only used twice after it was developed!"
The voice of the person hiding the scroll became sad:
"The first time it destroyed thousands of giant plant beasts that tried to invade Arak, bringing glory to the kingdom. The second time it was targeted by the rebellious priests at their own country, destroying Egypt with one blow.
The country of Pixis brought the end of the arakkoa civilization... Our real civilization was destroyed as early as 1,200 years ago. Since then, what has survived is just a crude imitation that has been roughly put together.
.”
"Civilization was lost in the flames of war, and the incompetent descendants can only admire the greatness of their ancestors from the fragments of words... Crow, did you know? 1,200 years ago, the sky of the entire Draenor world was the territory of the arakkoa, the king
Its orders can be spread to every corner of the world in an instant, and its fury can easily destroy any enemy on the ground."
"That is the gift brought by the Apexis Crystal. It arms the minds of our ancestors with wisdom and their hands with strength. What we are about to unearth is one of the most powerful powers of our ancestors' civilization... They manage
It's called, Rukhma's Breath!"
This name made the arakkoa assassin Crow raise his eyebrows:
"A weapon ordered with the name of the Sun Spirit? It seems interesting."
"It's not just interesting."
The Tibetan scroll man teased the black Kali bird standing on his shoulder, and it whispered:
"Historical records show that the Arak Peak Forest 1,200 years ago was not full of towering peaks like it is now. It was once a complete peak. It was hit head-on by Rukhma's Breath, and the peak and the entire earth collapsed.
The current Arak Peak Forest was formed. Just imagine, crow, how powerful that weapon must be."
"The most important thing is that Queen Claw is trying to rebuild the great civilization of her ancestors. It is not enough to rely on strength alone. She also needs the precious and complete knowledge passed down from ancient times... The reason why the Hidden Scrolls support the Queen wholeheartedly
This is the reason. The wise queen knows the power of knowledge very well. She ordered the opening of the tombs of all the ancient kings in the Arak Peak Forest, so that the knowledge belonging to the ancestors can be seen again!"
Norm opened his arms and let out a series of sharp neighs:
"What a wise act, what a great sacrifice. Although Queen Lexi is dead, she is wiser than all the living arakkoa priests. Those fools will only use the tombs of their ancestors to maintain their majesty, but the real
The great king knows very well that the majesty of the king never needs the tombs of the dead to maintain, and we will rebuild the Apexis civilization!"
The man holding the scroll tightened his grip and said in a deep voice:
"It will definitely happen! The sky of this world will belong to us again!"
Hearing the scroll hider's expectations for the future, the crow let out a deep laugh:
"No, no, no, your imagination of the future is too poor, let me tell you... not just this world, soon, soon another world, a bigger, more magnificent world
, will open the door to us!”
"The wings of the arakkoa will soar in the skies of two worlds...or even more worlds. That is our future!"
