Chapter 255 18. Dragon Soul

"Go and deal with the orcs in the city."

Tyrion sat on the Shadow Throne and gestured, and the death knights filed out. He said to the death lords:

"The old rules, revive the ones that can be used on the spot, and throw away the ones that can't be used. Is 2 days enough?"

"certainly."

Luminas tossed her fiery red hair, glanced at the surrounding furnishings, and said softly:

"I'm more curious, are you really resurrected here? It looks terrible here."

"It's true, my Lumi, coming here does bring back a lot of memories."

Tyrion put his arms on the armrest of the throne, propped his chin, and closed his eyes, saying:

"Many, many, nothing worth remembering, only a lot of unhappiness, maybe I should go back to the lowest psychic hall to take a look, but, forget it, it's meaningless. We can't stay here for long, you know, Greg Rim Batol is just one piece of a grand plan, and we'll soon be confronted with the real..."answer."

"Go, brothers and sisters, the orcs here have been infected by void energy, they are hopeless, so don't be soft!"

"bass"

The black rune sword engraved with thorn flowers came out of its sheath, and amidst the frost, the sharp blade touched the neck of the human mage Ronin, making the latter's skin goosebumps, Luminas used Staring at him with blood-red eyes, she said:

"Do you want me to solve these two troubles? This human being is very dishonest. He thinks that the help circle he secretly drew can hide it from me... and I can't let him pass the news back here. Those people from Dalaran Mage is troublesome!"

"why not?"

The silent archlich turned his head, looked at Luminas, and said softly:

"Let him do it, dear Lumi, let him bring all my former colleagues here..."

A strange light flashed in Khadgar's silver eyes:

"I have a lot of words... I have a lot of words in my heart. I want to chat with my "old friends". Let him do it! Let go and do it, don't be afraid, your name is Ronin, I know you , the disciple of Archmage Krasus, and now think about it, the obscure and abnormal magic power fluctuations on Krasus, he is a dragon, right?"

Khadgar's soul-infiltrating whisper made Ronin's body tremble, and he quickly erased the magic circle he had just drawn, he couldn't! He couldn't summon Dalaran's archmage at this time, these undead, they obviously came prepared.

"not now!"

Tyrion suddenly issued a deep command, which stopped the voices and movements of Luminas and Khadgar. The Lord Darkblade opened his eyes, looked at his subordinates, and said in a deep voice:

"Not now... do what you should do, leave room for me and Mr. Luo Ning, we need to "chat"!"

Luminas shrugged and left the hall with the black sword in hand, while Khadgar reached out and opened a short-range portal. Before stepping into it, he looked back at Tyrion and pointed to the large "ice sculpture" near his hand. ",He said:

"Send it back to the Dark Temple and send it to my laboratory, it will be a good material."

"certainly."

Tyrion responded without raising his head, and Khadgar's figure disappeared into the portal. The high lord hooked his fingers, and in the beating of dark red death energy, the heavy stone door closed little by little. He got up and walked over to Rhonin and Alfonso, and he looked at the man and the dwarf, into their eyes.

He saw fear, unwillingness, despair and anger.

"You see, it's not so easy to unite a group of unruly guys with their own ideas into a whole. In fact, I'm very troubled."

Tyrion said to Rhonin and Alfonso as if complaining:

"Everyone has their own aspirations. Not only did they not wash away these aspirations after death, on the contrary, it made them more stubborn. Some people like orcs, some like elves, and some people can't wait to give up all their lives. Kill them, I don't know where they got so much hatred..."

The death knight stared at Rhonin, who looked at him nervously:

"That's right, what I'm talking about is me, sometimes, I really wish..."

"click"

The cold gauntlets clasped Ronin's neck, making him feel the icy suffocation in an instant. The dwarf roared and wanted to help, but the moment the chain was torn apart, Alfonso's body was blown away by the dark red death energy. He grabbed it from the ground and held it firmly in the air.

"Sometimes, I really wish...kill all of you...all of you!"

Luo Ning's body was pressed against the wall, and he looked into Tyrion's eyes. There was a blood-red light in the deepest part of those ice-blue eyes, which was shocking...

But the next moment, he was thrown on the ground again. When the human mage coughed painfully while covering his neck, Tyrion looked down at him:

"But I can't do it, I'm not going to do it, who deserves to live, who deserves to die, it's not up to me to decide, you know? I do sometimes wish I had a magic helmet and put on It can control the thinking of all subordinates, tell them what they can do and what they can't do... instead of being like a kindergarten teacher like now... hell!"

"boom"

The Great Lord Dark Blade punched the wall, and the bricks and stones splashed everywhere. He took a deep breath:

"Maybe, maybe I should have gone it alone in the first place."

"Fu..."

Like a living person, Tyrion took a deep breath, trying to calm down his emotions, but he was disappointed. This method is only applicable to living people, not private individuals. Between the beating of the light in his eyes, he He narrowed his eyes and looked at the human mage and dwarf knight in front of him. After a while, an evil smile bloomed on his face.

"Bang, bang"

Two well-made daggers pierced the ground in front of Ronin and Alfonso. The death knight straightened his clothes and walked towards the exit of the hall. He said without looking back:

"I really want to let you go, but unfortunately, you have heard my secret, and you know too much... The Dark Blade Knights have expanded rapidly recently, and our positions are not many, so I can only Take one of you, both of you undoubtedly have potential, but unfortunately, rules are rules."

"Only one person can join us!"

Tyrion grabbed the stone door and closed it bit by bit. The moment his figure disappeared, his cold voice came into the empty hall:

"You wouldn't choose to run away! You wouldn't be so stupid, right? The end result of running away is that both of you will die... Do as I say, at least one person will survive..."

"You don't have much time, so... let's get started."

"boom"

The heavy door was completely closed, and darkness and silence enveloped the silent hall. Ronin and Alfonso looked at each other with despair in their eyes.

The dwarf covered in blood bent down, picked up the sharp dagger, he looked at the weapon in his hand, he looked at Ronin, suddenly, the dwarf became angry, and he waved the dagger:

"Don't make that pussy look! Ronin...don't do that, it's going to overwhelm me...Come on, let's deal with it like men."

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"You're tired, you're exhausted, and dealing with these things is killing you."

With icy arms wrapping around Tyrion's waist from behind, Alleria emerged from the darkness and whispered:

"Maybe you should take a break, you'll be worn out."

"But how can I let you fight outside alone?"

Tyrion put his palm on Alleria's wrist, closed his eyes and said:

"It doesn't matter to me, I'm just... just a little disturbed, maybe, maybe it was a wrong choice to put Khadgar in, he's not like us, I miscalculated, I can't control him, after he joined , everything went from bad to worse.”

"Then don't control it!"

Alleria walked up to Tyrion, she looked at Tyrion's expression with concern, she whispered:

"Are you still worried that Khadgar will unite with the living to kill us? Impossible, let him go, he can do whatever he wants."

Tyrion shook his head and didn't answer, but Aurelia thought of another thing. She grabbed Tyrion's wrist, looked at his dry skin, and asked:

"How long has it been since you drew blood?"

This question made the Great Lord Dark Blade a little puzzled. He squinted his eyes and recalled, saying:

"Uh... 2 months? 3 months, or... I don't remember exactly."

"No wonder."

Alleria glanced at him reproachfully, took his hand and walked into an empty room, then stretched out her hand and took off her armor. Wearing thin inner armor, she looked at Tyrion:

"You can't always suppress your blood-drawing instinct. Salein can't live without blood. It will make you irritable and make you lose your mind. Don't you think I didn't realize that after I came, you can't live without blood. Is the frequency of blood getting lower and lower? What are you running away from?"

"This..."

There was a smile on the corner of Tyrion's mouth, he stretched out his hand to hold Alleria in his arms, and whispered in her ear:

"Except for you, I don't want to make my blood impure anymore, it only belongs to you..."

Alleria snorted in satisfaction, and kissed Tyrion's neck. When her sharp teeth pierced the cold skin and blood vessels, her voice sounded in the death knight's heart:

"So, what are you waiting for?"

"wow"

Black icy bat wings stretched out from the death knight's back, like the thickest shield and armor, tightly wrapped the two people snuggling together, and after a while, a series of voices emerged. There was a sound in the room blocked by the death energy.

It's not seeking pleasure, it's just solace among the dead...the most desperate pleasures.

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"So, this is the soul of the dragon?"

Alleria, who was lazily lying in Tyrion's arms, reached out and picked up the golden disc, and placed it in front of the two of them. She looked at the "artifact" in her hand with scarlet eyes, and said:

"It doesn't look as magical as in the legend, it looks like an ordinary plate."

"It takes a spell to activate it, my dear, this is not a plate."

Tyrion reached out to take the Dragon Soul. It was heavy in the hand, as if it was made of some kind of special metal. There was a cold light shining on the shell, but it was not dazzling, and the overall size was slightly larger than the palm of your hand. It is a special double-layer structure, the outer ring is pure gold, and the inner ring is a slightly brighter gold, which looks really plain.

The death knight injected a trace of dark red energy into it, as if turning on a lamp, accompanied by icy death energy flowing in the dragon soul, red, green, blue, bronze rays of light endlessly It shone brightly, and soon the disc in the death knight's hand was set off like the most fantastic ball of light.

And those dragon language runes engraved by Deathwing and Neltharion himself are like revolving lanterns, constantly dancing on the surface of the disc. Tyrion can't understand these words, and he doesn't need to understand them .

"This thing is ominous."

The death knight put it into his storage ring, kissed his lover's hair, and said softly:

"When it was cast, it symbolized disaster. At that time, Deathwing had already been tempted and fallen by the ancient gods. It's hard to say whether there are some tricks left by the ancient gods in this thing, so...we just Will use it once!"

There was a gleam in Tyrion's eyes:

"A decision to win or lose!"

Alleria sat up on the bed and hugged her husband. When there were only two of them, she would not hide her beautiful figure. Like a work of art, she rested her head on the On Tyrion's shoulder, whispered:

"I'm even more curious, is there anything else in this world that you don't know?"

"a lot of."

The death knight shook his head, reached out and ticked Alleria's bridge of nose:

"For example, Vereesa...Why are people from the Windrunner family always involved in these troublesome things? Have you talked to her?"

This question kept Alleria silent for a moment, and then she let out a long sigh:

"I've talked about it, but it didn't work, and Sylvanas' situation is also very bad. My leaving hurts them. After this matter is over, I have to find time to go back to Quel'Thalas, Sylvanas Nas fell in love with a human...it's too bad."

"And Vereesa."

A trace of helplessness also flashed across Tyrion's face: "The women of the Windrunner family are always so miserable. How I wish that dwarf could kill Rhonin, so we don't need to worry."

"puff"

The dagger in Alfonso's hand scratched his neck. Under the desperate gaze of the blood-stained Ronin, the dwarf's body fell to the cold ground. Ronin held his hand tightly, and the Wildhammer The dwarf looked at him, the light in his eyes fading little by little.

"Don't take revenge, you are not his...opponent, leave! Leave here!"

"Live...Damn Ronin, take my share, let's... live together!"