Chapter 461 32. The Love of the Dead --- Add More for the Crazy Brothers on the Street [4/7]

Chapter 461 32. The love of the dead --- add more for the crazy brothers on the street [47]

"The plants in this land are abnormally activated, and seem to be endowed with some kind of consciousness."

The great knight Uther rode on his war horse, and he looked at the Silvermoon City in front of him. After the prince escorted the last civilians out of the city with the army of Quel'Thalas, the empty city was approaching. A little covered by creeping plants.

On those ancient city walls that carry the brilliance of history, between the cracks in the stones, new grass stalks are spreading, like invisible hands, covering a carpet of plants here. In an ancient city.

This is the power of nature, but everyone has never seen nature devouring everything built by civilization with such a "crazy" attitude. On the edge of Silvermoon City near the sea, in the Sun Chaser Court, which carries the endless majesty of the Sun Chaser family, Those gorgeous and priceless decorations are covered by plants growing all over the ground, and even the strongest bricks and stones cannot resist the awakening of life from the ground.

The sun still shines in the sky, but from today on, on this land, it is not the high elves who enjoy the warmth of the sun... The masters of this land are no longer them.

"They won't stop so easily."

The great knight pulled up the reins, and took a last look at Silvermoon City, which was about to be completely buried in the forest by the green natural disaster. This magnificent city that was about to be lost may not be discovered again until a hundred years later.

"When I close my eyes, I can hear the entire Eversong Forest roaring. The trees are responding to this strange life energy. We can't stay here anymore. This forest is no longer safe. We have to return to Stratholme, and the Tell the king and the emperor this news, we must prepare in advance, and those undead... hell, the northern undead!"

"May those cursed dead be completely buried in the hell of this plant."

The dwarf paladin Kurtaz, who was following Uther, spat viciously at the ground, then turned his head and said to the great knight:

"Chief Uther, don't you suspect that these undead from the north have something to do with Tyrion?"

"Kurtaz, my brother, frankly, I also suspect that there is a connection between them."

Uther drove the horse to the forest behind, and he said in a deep voice:

"Their identical life forms make one have to doubt, but that's the problem. When fighting against those undead in Silvermoon City, you can also feel the cold and huge will shrouded in their bodies, invisible and intangible. , but that's definitely not Tyrion..."

The big knight stroked his beard, and he said worriedly:

"Obviously, these Northland undead have another leader. Besides, we lack information at hand. If we want to know the details of the Northland undead, we'd better ask those draenei. They have lived in Northrend for several years. Years...Maybe there will be some information we need."

"Draenei...Frankly, I don't trust those hoofmen. Have you noticed that they look a little too much like those demon spies captured in Dalaran...Is this a coincidence?"

The dwarf paladin grabbed his beard and whispered:

"I don't think so."

"Okay, Kurtaz, I know you are doing it for the good of the empire, but in this troubled time... don't say these words."

The great knight waved his hand to stop the dwarf's speculation, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, but he still didn't say it in the end, the paladins on horses quickly crossed the increasingly disturbing forest, they will rush to Yongsong The camp at the junction of the forest and the southern forest, Prince Kael'thas and refugees from Quel'Thalas are staying there.

That is a very large-scale migratory population. Under the current strategic situation, it is inevitable for the empire to take in these homeless elves, and the empire also needs the magical power of the elves of Quel'Thalas. Where to place it is a question that needs to be discussed urgently.

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On the other side, while the elves are gradually evacuating the Eversong Forest, which is no longer safe, in the mountains at the junction of the southern part of Quel'Thalas and Stratholme, the rescue team of Dark Blade is resting here. To be precise, Waiting for Tyrion's return.

"The morning seeker is gone?"

Myra walked up to Keeshan, who was acting as a scout, and asked in a whisper:

"When did he leave?"

"Just as we entered the mountains, that weird blood elf planned to leave. After confirming that the blood mistress was safe, he left alone towards the north. I suspect he went back to Quel'Sala S."

Keeshan carried the sniper rifle he ordered from the weapons laboratory in the Black Iron District, and said to the Blood Lord:

"I didn't stop him. Your Majesty said that all high-ranking undead are free, and we won't force others to join us, right?"

"That's what it says..."

Myra rubbed her chin, and looked worriedly at the blood mistress who had sealed off all consciousness. She still trapped herself in the blood gem. The gem looked fragile, but it was the embodiment of the power of the mistress. No one was present It can be separated with absolute certainty.

"But Salorian is the mistress' first and only blood servant after all. Once something goes wrong with him, under the chain reaction..."

"You're thinking too much, Myra."

With a cigarette in his mouth, Keeshan leaned against the tree trunk to puff, and said:

"That elf is very powerful. Most importantly, he exudes a murderous aura all over his body. You are no match for him. As long as he doesn't take the initiative to seek death, no one in Quel'Thalas can keep him."

"Well, what I'm afraid of is that he will take the initiative to seek death... When I was a member of Silvermoon City, I heard about Salorian's infinite loyalty to the Sun King. In this situation, it is hard to say whether he will ...Wait, who's that? Keeshan, look over there, isn't that?"

Myra touched Sentinel Keeshan's shoulder with his arm, and the latter raised his sniper rifle. With the support of a high-powered telescope, he saw three people trekking in this direction on another hill. After a while, he Putting down the sniper rifle, he nodded to Myra.

"That's right, one of them is the Dawn Seeker, the other is His Majesty, and I haven't seen the last one, but it's a high elf with a crown, and it seems to be Salein as well."

"Hmm... the morning seeker can actively follow, I probably guess who it is."

Myra waved her finger, signaling Keeshan to relax. Ten minutes later, the three of them walked slowly into the temporary camp under the light of the falling night. In front of him, he bowed to Tyrion to salute, but the Dark Blade King ignored them and walked straight to the blood gem of his wife's incarnation.

He half-kneeled on the ground, stretched out his fingers, and gently stroked the crystal clear blood gem in front of him. His icy blue eyes were full of tenderness. Behind him, the two newly joined blood lords watched silently. Looking at the scene in front of me.

"The action against Alleria may be the stupidest decision I have made in the past ten years."

The young Anastarian. Sunstrider stood calmly behind Tyrion. His appearance had completely shaken off his old age, but there was an undisguised exhaustion in those blood-red eyes mixed with pale gold. , as if apologizing, he whispered:

"Based on my purer thinking now, maybe this risky action is more about political considerations, but if I were to make another decision, I would still choose to do it... You asked her to come back, It's just a stupid decision, to be honest, I don't quite understand, how can you make such an emotional judgment in your capacity?"

"I am not a leader like you, Sun King."

Tyrion stroked the blood gem in front of him, and said softly:

"I seldom make decisions based on absolute rationality, and my subordinates will not resolutely obey me just because an action is beneficial to us, but violates their bottom line... It's like Aurelia's adventure, I I am very aware of the risks involved, but when I saw the determination in her eyes, I knew that I could not stop her."

"I couldn't refuse her until I almost lost her. This world is so ugly, so ugly that even a little warmth will not be left to the dead, but this crisis did teach me something. For The people I value, I don't protect them enough."

Tyrion stood up, with a blood-red light shining in the palm of his hand, and his eyes turned completely blood-red, and he said in a voice so weak that only he could hear:

"I'd rather lose everything than lose you all..."

Drops of blood slipped from Tyrion's hands. This blood with the power of the same source was like the hottest fire. The moment it touched the cold blood gem, the crystal clear shell began to "melt".

Those fragments, the melted fragments were like the most active blood, suspended in the air drop by drop, and then merged into the bodies of Tyrion and Aurelia. It was heavy, and he could feel his wife's inner emotions , that was painful.

It's not the shadow caused by other people hurting her, it's because she hurts other people recklessly... That's not what she wants to see, she's always so kind.

These pains, the pain she will bear after waking up, the blood and death caused by her, all of these are so heavy that she is unwilling to wake up and face the cruel reality.

"My Alleria, it's time to wake up."

Tyrion hugged his wife, he stroked his wife's blood-red long hair, he whispered in a low voice, like singing a lullaby to a child, this scene made others put down their work, Watching quietly, looking at his majesty and queen, this should be the cruelest and most terrifying couple in the Eastern Continent.

But in the face of Tyrion's call, Alleria seemed to have entered the deepest slumber. She was like a Sleeping Beauty, unable to hear any sounds from the outside world.

"Hey girl, listen to me..."

Tyrion whispered in her ear:

"I also had nightmares, in which I was hurting other people, our nightmares are as heavy, we have to learn to bear it, the blood sticking to our hands, the past can't be changed, so... .We have to find an opportunity to become better than the past, to become better people, to shape a better world..."

"But all of this requires you to wake up first. I will face it with you. I will share the pain with you. I will be by your side. When you turn around in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, you will be able to see me." , I am there, and I will not leave."

Alleria's eyes rolled under her eyelids, and she could see that she heard Tyrion's voice, but she still couldn't wake up, as if a deep nightmare was haunting her, forcing her to wake up from the deepest Waking up from a nightmare.

"Sister, I was wrong."

Lilas Windrunner came out from the crowd. He knelt in front of Alleria, grabbed Alleria's wrist with both hands, and said in tears:

"I know what I have done has hurt you, please wake up, sister, give me a chance to make up for everything, wake up, please!"

Accompanied by their lovers, Vereesa and the weak Sylvanas walked to Alleria's side. The last members of the Windrunners gathered in this nameless valley, as if they were once Just like when we were kids, huddled together.

"Aurelia..."

Tyrion grasped his wife's hand, bowed his head, and said softly:

"You are the only light that shines on me in the dark. You make a broken soul complete. You give me the confidence and strength to challenge the world. You give me the opportunity to do the right thing. I need you in my heart. Beside me, when I am lost in the dark, I need you to pull me back... Dornan is waiting for you, our daughter, waiting for you..."

"Wake up quickly, don't sleep, good boy, it's time to open your eyes."

"Well"

The next moment, Mistress Blood was like a drowning person floating on the surface of the water. Her whole body trembled, forcing her to take a deep breath. She opened her eyes in a daze, and saw that Tyrion had recovered his ice-blue color. Eyes, and those skinny cheeks, she subconsciously opened her arms and hugged her husband tightly.

Like a terrified child.

"They...I can see them, Tyrion, they weep beside me, with my own hands...I killed them with my own hands, I became a monster...I became the monster you hate the most, I don't want to, I don't want to do this, it's my fault, it's my fault... I shouldn't, I shouldn't be back here, I shouldn't..."

"Hey, it's all over, it's all right."

Tyrion hugged his wife, stroked her back, and calmed her down. The other Windrunners also stood aside, looking at the waking eldest sister, while Vereesa and Cirvanas' eyes flashed Worrying, they all saw the extremely unstable mental state of the elder sister.

"Kid...has a baby, she's terrified, she...where is she?"

Alleria asked tremblingly. Tyrion turned his head and looked at the blood maids beside him. Under his gaze, Cordana quietly backed away, revealing the dirty little high elf girl behind her.

The only little girl who survived that night of the Corona Village disaster.

Alleria turned her head and saw the girl with dull eyes. It was obvious that she had been terrified in that extreme disaster and hadn't woken up until now.

With Tyrion's support, the weak Aurelia walked up to the girl. She knelt down, stretched out her hand, and tried to touch the child, but the moment her fingers were about to touch the girl, the little girl let out a "wow" Crying out, her green eyes were full of horror, she fell tremblingly to the ground, grabbed the dirt with her hands, and threw it towards Alleria.

Apparently, she recognized Aurelia, the one who had killed everyone she knew.

Facing the dirty soil, Aurelia did not dodge or avoid it, and let the soil fall on her body. She half-kneeled on the ground and looked at the little girl in front of her. Her blood-red eyes were full of tears, and half of the blood tears:

"I'm sorry, boy...I..."

"Mistress, we have found out that this child is Sarantia, an orphan from Corona Village. You did not kill her parents. In fact, her parents died when the orcs invaded."

Cordana bent down and tried to help Alleria, she said softly:

"You don't owe her anything, on the contrary, you spared her..."

"No! No...I owe her a lot, I owe a lot to Quel'Thalas."

Alleria shook off Cordana's hand, and she hugged the trembling little girl into her arms. Amidst her dirty little hands beating and screaming like little beasts, the Blood Mistress forcibly Picking up the little girl, she turned her head and looked at her husband with tears in her eyes, and said:

"This is our second daughter... Tyrion, I will raise her whether you agree or not."

"I never learn to refuse you."

Tyrion shook his head and looked at the others:

"I have no objection. This child will be my daughter in the future. Do you agree?"

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