Chapter 302 32. Ella's Death

The living always have an instinctive fear of the dead.

Because once the dead start to move, it means that the cycle of life and death is broken, which is unreasonable, and all fears actually come from the concept of breaking the rules. There will be instinctive resistance, because that represents danger.

But in fact, if you spend a long time with the dead and get to know them well enough, it is not difficult to find that being friends with the dead is sometimes more "happiness" than being friends with the living.

The dead don't lie, the dead don't alienate you with all kinds of desires, they don't hate you for your bad behavior, they are good listeners, and when you need help, the dead don't They will hesitate like the living, without fear, they will give everything to help you without hesitation. In the purer emotional surge, the dead are actually more trustworthy than the living.

Of course, the premise of all this is that you have won the real friendship of the dead.

The dwarf Ella once got a sincere and precious friendship from the death lord Luminas Sunscar, but unfortunately, the choice she made made her lose this friendship, and as the saying goes, only When you lose something, you will feel its preciousness.

Under the leadership of the death knight, Ayla came to the lowest level of the dark temple. In the closed stone rooms, there are dormant death lords. The essence of the blood of the dragon king is transforming their bodies. This process is painful. , Only in this half-asleep and half-awake state can the pain on the body be minimized to avoid harming their already crippled souls.

"boom"

The stone room where Luminas slept was pushed away, and Ayla walked into this room decorated with red veil and bright red phoenix coat of arms. The emblem of Minas, even after death, Luminas was full of "feelings" for Quel'Thalas.

What she wishes to do the most is to bring the undead into that kingdom...the place where she was born.

A sarcophagus was placed in the center of the hall, decorated with patterns made of walnut wood, and covered with a thick banner, it looked like it would scare the living, because it was no different from a cold tomb.

But at this moment, the sarcophagus was open. The corpse that should have been lying in the sarcophagus was sitting in the corner of the room with its back facing Ella. Lumi was not wearing her own armor, but a dark suit. The red robe, the end of the robe dragged on the ground, looked like scattered blood.

"What are you doing here?"

Lumi's voice was very dry and unaesthetic, like two pieces of wood rubbing against each other, and her voice was very weak, forcibly interrupting her dormancy, waking up meant she would have to bear complete pain, then A kind of scorching like a flame, scorching the skin inch by inch, causing the original skin to give birth to new skin under the scorching marks. born.

She is ugly now, her face scorched by the blood in her body is almost like a monster.

She is unwilling to face her past "friends" with this face.

"Lumi, I..."

Ella took a step forward, but was scolded by the death lord the next moment:

"Shut up, you don't have the right to call me that! Traitor! Go back to your world of the living, embrace your poor life, and don't appear in front of my eyes. Next time, I will cut off your head with my own hands! Get out!"

"I'm here to apologize."

While the death lord was waving his hand, the cold wind hit Ella's body, hitting the dwarf's short body like a ball, hitting the stone chamber behind him, and then falling to the ground again. But there was no mercy. The cold that penetrated into the bone marrow made Ella's whole body covered with ice slag, but she endured the pain, got up from the ground, supported Lumi's sarcophagus, and said with difficulty:

"I've come to beg your forgiveness! I've come to atone!"

"It's no longer needed."

Luminas said dryly: "From the moment you left Hellfire Citadel, there is no relationship between you and me. You have been with the dead for so long, you should know how much we value feelings and Stubborn, heart-wrenching betrayal, once is enough."

"I know nothing can be changed with pale words."

With a look of sadness in Ella's eyes, she whispered:

"What we did was like stabbing a number of blades. The blades can be pulled out, but the scars are always there. During the 1 year I went back, I was in pain, Lumi, I was in pain, because I hurt For you, from being forced to join the Dark Blade Knights to the end, you have been protecting me, and I can feel that you regard me as a true friend."

"bass"

A dagger was pulled out of the boot by Ella, and she put the dagger in front of her eyes, the sharp blade reflected her face, the thick eye circles from long-term insomnia, and the dryness from contact with death energy The skin, and the hair that is no longer smooth.

"I know that once trust is betrayed, it will completely change everything, and to regain trust, sacrifices must be made... I hope this sacrifice can become the bond that rebuilds trust between you and me."

"puff"

The sharp blade pierced into the heart fiercely, and Ella's body twitched. Amidst the blood escaping, her short body fell to the ground. Changing, the knife was so accurate that her breathing became weak quickly, and lying in her own blood, Ella shook her head with difficulty.

She saw Luminas standing beside her quietly, with her arms crossed, on that scorched face, in those dark red eyes, there was no hatred or loathing, which made the dying The dwarf smiled with difficulty, and she stretched out her hand, trying to grab Lumi's outstretched hand.

"Ahem...Finally, I, I'm the same as you..."

Luminas didn't care that her favorite dress was stained with blood. She bent down and slowly knelt down beside the dwarf. She reached out and grabbed the bloody hand of the dwarf. She looked at the painful Ella. , there was a touch of gentleness in the dark red eyes, and she gently brushed Ella's pink hair, which was once her favorite "toy".

"You don't need to fear death, Ella, that's what you were before you were born, you just returned to it, now, go to sleep... I'll welcome you back to me when you wake up."

"So...ahem"

Ella looked at Luminas weakly, and she struggled to maintain a distorted smile in pain:

"So, we're friends again, right?"

A difficult smile appeared on Lumi's ugly face:

"Of course, you have already punished yourself for your mistakes, stop talking, go to sleep..."

Ella, who was lying in a pool of blood, closed her eyes, and the next moment, a red shadow appeared beside Luminas. Meera Dawnblade looked at the twisted friendship between his wife and this dwarf. , he sighed a little, women going crazy are much scarier than men.

"What are you still doing there?"

Lumi covered her face and ordered bluntly:

"Before Ella dies, transform her!"

The Blood Lord shrugged his shoulders. He waved his fingers, forcing the blood that flowed out of his body to pour back into the dwarf's body. The power of the blood slowly lifted the dying body of the dwarf into the air. Myra turned her head and turned her back to herself. wife, he snorted:

"You are duplicity, I remember you said before, as long as Ella appears again, you will kill her without hesitation, but now, she just committed suicide, which aroused the softness in your heart... This really makes me envy."

"You're not like Ella!"

Lumi retorted bluntly, but she still didn't turn around. Behind her, the Blood Lord bent down, pierced the dwarf's neck with his sharp teeth, and injected the blood of Salein into Ayla's body. Soon, that short body began to tremble, and the power of blood surged in this body, transforming her.

"It will take a while."

Mylar hugged his wife, and said softly: "I, Autumn and Seven have recently improved the manufacturing process of blood servants. We use new methods to preserve the sanity of blood servants as much as possible. Ella is the first As a test subject, maybe she can also have the ability to create more blood servants like Alleria, but it's hard to say, we still know too little about Sarain."

"Speaking of which, why are you turning your back on me?"

"We haven't seen each other for a month," Myra complained.

"Because I'm so ugly."

Luminas whispered, "I don't want you to see me ugly..."

"Don't be stupid! You will always be in my heart..."

Myra forced Lumi to turn around, looking at the scorched face, the corner of the Blood Lord's mouth twitched:

"Well, it's really ugly..."

"boom"

The next moment, Myra was blasted out of the stone room by the sudden burst of ice power. Behind him, the door was closed suddenly, and there was Luminas' sharp voice:

"Get out! Don't even try to climb into my bed in the future!"

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There is no need to say much about the fight between Myra and his wife. In short, when Ella was transformed, on the roof of the Dark Temple, Alleria gently moved the sleeping Dornan. Blade was picked up from Tyrion's arms, and she held her daughter in name, her beautiful face was full of motherhood.

"I treat her so well...but she always runs towards you, Tyrion, Tyrion, what kind of potion did you give our daughter?"

Alleria complained, and Tyrion's voice sounded from the ice:

"Dornan can always hear the whispers of the elements in his dreams, Alleria, you have brought back a genius... This child's shaman skills will definitely shock people in the future, but the child doesn't like it The dream is destroyed, and when she is close to me, those whispers will disappear, so she will always stay by my side, this does not mean that Dornan does not like you."

"You are a good mother, Alleria..."

Satisfied with this compliment, Aurelia leaned down and kissed the cold ice surface, saying:

"So, how long will it take you to recover from this ice cube? Nasa led the watchmen to perform missions in Azeroth, but I can always feel that Nasa has something to hide from us, and Khadgar...although Khadgar has also entered dormancy, but just yesterday, Nasa and the others stole something from Dalaran, and I'm sure that this operation was by Khadgar."

"Don't worry too much, Alleria."

Tyrion comforted:

"Everyone in the Dark Blade Knights has their own secrets, and for the dead, secrets are the most precious wealth. It doesn't matter what they think, as long as what they do is beneficial to us... just like you As I said, since it is uncontrollable, then simply don’t control it, I’m curious, what is the purpose of everything that our Mr. Khadgar has worked so hard to plan.”

"By the way, I heard that Lothar has reappeared?"

"He is rebuilding the Arathor Empire, and he wants to reunite mankind and twist them into one strand. That old man is Medivh's successor. No one knows how many things Medivh told him before he was sealed."

Alleria stroked her daughter's white hair, she said softly:

"He also forced the human nobles to reach peace with the orcs. I don't know what the orcs paid to make those violent human generals take back their sharp swords. But now, the ships of the entire alliance are gathering in South Sea Town. Sending the orcs to Kalimdor, shall we intervene? You know, it only takes one botched assassination to bring the Alliance and the Horde back together, like an animal in a cage."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, Kalimdor also has our "eyes", let them go."

There was a touch of emotion in Tyrion's voice:

"Lothar, who was rescued by me, probably heard about the "future" from Medivh, so there is another player on the board, but his move speed may be faster..."

"It would be a real disappointment if he couldn't make it to the big show that is about to start in the Stormwind Kingdom."