Chapter 59 28. Tears of Blood --- Add More for Mr. Dan's Left and Right Sword Brothers 【1/10】

Chapter 59 28. Tears of Blood --- Add more to Mr. Dan's left and right sword brothers [110]

Liresa Windrunner, the fifth head of the Windrunner family since the establishment of Quel'Thalas, is also recognized as the greatest ranger general.

The era of her birth was the golden age of the development of Quel'Thalas. The trolls were defeated, and the power of the elves finally completely covered the northernmost continent of the entire northern border. On the battlefield, holding a bow and blade countless times, he led the rangers to defend Quel'Thalas.

The entire Farstrider Legion and other ranger troops regard her as the absolute leader. In her hands, the authority of the Windrunner has become so prominent that her prestige has even spread in the human kingdoms of the northern border.

She should have had a happy ending, but unfortunately, 180 years ago, her husband was killed by Zulkin, and since then, the life of the Ranger General has become lonely, and 10 years later, she The good sister Tyresa Dawnblade and her husband Carol Dawnblade were also killed by Zul'jin's trolls. Tyrion, who was not yet an adult at the time, entered her in life.

Tyrion was in the same grade as her youngest son, Lilas Windrunner, and it was easy for her to regard the silent and lonely Tyrion as her own child.

She taught him to fight, taught him to grow, took him into the battlefield with her own hands, and in the state of cooperation between the two, she captured their common enemy Zuljin. Although they were not biological mother and child, their relationship was very sincere.

Tyrion himself is more dependent on General Lyresa than his apathetic parents.

It's a pity that fate, the bitch, will never allow the people it values ​​to live happily. It seems to use endless sorrow and despair to temper the minds of the soldiers time and time again, so that they can truly walk on their own path. the way.

But fate, which is playing tricks, never cares about the feelings of these people...

"Don't fall asleep! Don't fall asleep! Watch me!"

Tyrion hugged General Ranger, who was almost unconscious, and rushed towards the direction he came from. Now he is looking forward to those dead-headed paladins catching up all the way, even if they meet and kill him...it doesn't matter!

It doesn't matter! As long as he can save the woman in his arms and his mother, it doesn't matter!

"Hold on! General, hold on!"

He didn't call her mother. In fact, when the two of them got along, Tyrion seldom called her by that name. This was due to his mature soul, but the feelings in his heart were irrepressible.

The farewell to Aurelia has already made his mood unstable, and seeing his adoptive mother's serious injury and dying made Tyrion unable to calm himself down. He didn't even notice that those suppressed emotions , At this moment, his thoughts have been completely shaken.

This is the beginning of the undead's self-destruction...

"Tyrion... Tyrion, my son, is that you?"

While running, General Liresa struggled to open her eyes. She saw the cold and thin face in front of her. Although the temperament on the face was completely different from that of Tyrion, she was sure that this was her. Son, the dead child.

"Well..."

The bumps in the running caused more blood to overflow from General Ranger's wound, and this painful cry made Tyrion stop running. He half-kneeled on the ground and laid General Ranger's body flat. At this moment, Lilei The shaman's face was covered with blood, and in the midst of pain, he showed a smile with difficulty.

She stretched out her hand, her pale face made people feel distressed, her fingers stroked Tyrion's cheek, the kind of coldness that only belonged to the dead caused a trace of sadness to flash in the eyes of General Ranger.

Not for his own fate, but for the misfortune suffered by his children.

"You didn't deserve this... My child, fate has been so cruel to you."

Liresa Windrunner coughed a few times, her voice changed from intermittent to steady again, and behind this smoothness was that her vitality was rapidly draining from this body, Gul'dan's attack had already Cutting off the Ranger-General's hope of survival, Tyrion hated more than ever the vicious warlock.

"You won't die!"

Tyrion clenched his fists. He half-kneeled in front of his adoptive mother. There was a stubborn light in his icy blue eyes. He stretched out his hand and lifted General Liresa's head gently and firmly. He bent down and kissed her neck, and the next moment, the sharp teeth pierced her throbbing and weak blood vessels.

"I won't let you die! Even fate...don't try to take you away!"

Tyrion's stubborn voice sounded in Liresa's heart, he didn't draw blood like before, instead, he tried to inject his own blood into Liresa's body.

This is not the madness he has been hit by. The instinct endowed by this special existence of Salain is very clear. Just like the vampires in the original world, the cold blood of the blood elves of Salain can be transformed. Purification is infused into living beings, turning them into creatures resembling Saraine.

But unlike vampires, this transformation is one-time, and the transformed creature will become a blood servant-like existence. If the willpower is not strong enough to restrain the blood-sucking desire like the real Salein, it will be very difficult. It is easy to become a monster that loses its mind. Most importantly, after the transformation is successful, the cursed lives of the two will be tightly bound together.

Tyrion had never used this ability, and he was worried that it would leave him vulnerable, but if it was used on Liresa, he would be perfectly acceptable.

"Enough! Enough!"

Feeling the fusion of the blood of the two, General Liresa struggled hard. She raised her hand and slammed it weakly on Tyrion's face, pushing him away. General Ranger held her child's cheek with both hands, she There was a hint of sadness in her eyes. Although she didn't know the existence of Salein, this evil way had already revealed Tyrion's identity.

"Enough! Tyrion! Don't make you...don't make you a real monster! This is not your destiny! This is not my son's destiny!"

This kind of blocking made Tyrion at a loss, but the next moment, the light in his eyes became firm again, he shook his head, stretched out his hand to hold the hands of his adoptive mother, feeling the warmth in his hands, and said softly:

"But I've lost so much, I can't lose more, I thought, I thought that killing Gul'dan would save the Windrunner family from the nightmare of death, but I... I made it myself, I want to protect you, but I personally killed your life, this is not what I want to do, whether you want it or not, I will..."

"enough!"

General Ranger's complexion became dark, she sighed with difficulty, she looked at Tyrion, in the darkness, her eyes became extremely gentle.

"Being able to see you again before I die, I already want to thank the favor of fate, let me die quietly, my poor child, look at you, you still haven't grown up, you still don't understand, life always has something to say Goodbye...you can't be childish and want to keep everything with you, that's a pain for us."

"Well..."

The death knight clenched his fists, he was unwilling to lose everything again, but Liresa's request made him unable to refuse, the next moment, the ranger general's colder fingers brushed Tyrion's face, like a child The conversation between the two was the same, her voice was still so gentle.

"I'm actually glad, Tyrion, I'm actually glad to see you still have my place in your heart... You see, death doesn't take everything from you, as long as you remember me, I'm still alive In your heart, when you need it, when you lift your head up, behind your back...I'm there and I won't leave."

Liresa's general's breathing became more rapid, and unstoppable death had arrived.

"Don't let the darkness swallow you, child, how kind you are, I knew from the time you were young that my child was destined to make a career, and there are secrets in your heart that only you know, but this It's okay, I know, death hasn't changed you, that's enough..."

"Don't let it change you, Tyrion, don't let it turn you into a monster!"

This dissuasion made Tyrion bow his head, and he put Liresa's palm on his heart, but there was no beating heart there anymore.

"But...but I'm already a monster, Mother."

General Ranger shook her head with difficulty, she took a deep breath, propped herself up, embraced the death knight's cold body, and kissed him lightly on the forehead.

"Then do what you want, no one can restrain you anymore..."

Liresa held Tyrion's hand with her left hand, and placed her right hand on her chest with difficulty. Under Tyrion's extremely painful gaze, her eyes became hollow. She looked at the darkness in front of her, as if seeing To those memories that have passed in life.

"Terrisa...Hawks...here I come, look, Tyrion is with me...he's a good boy..."

Her hand clenched Tyrion's fingers for the last time, so hard, as if she wanted to leave her mark on Tyrion's heart, but her beautiful eyes closed slowly in the darkness.

"My son, goodbye..."

This brief meeting, this eternal separation.

In the cold night of Quel'Thalas, the death knight half-kneeled on the land full of falling maple leaves. After experiencing a death, he thought that nothing in this world could affect him anymore. I think my heart and my thoughts are cold enough and firm enough.

But now, this time, the death performed in full before his eyes completely defeated all his preparations and pretense in an instant.

He was like a statue, half-kneeling in the dark night, without sound or movement, as if everything had been pulled out of this body, leaving only a cold body.

The red light in the eyes of Luminas Yanghen, who had been standing not far away watching all this, also swayed at this moment. As a death knight, even as a bystander, she can fully understand Tyrion's heart at this time. That unimaginable pain.

Using himself as an example, Tyrion taught her the catastrophic consequences of being dead intersecting with the sundered destiny of the past.

Luminas stretched out her hand, and there was a ring on her finger that was no longer bright. She stared at the ring that represented the memory of the past. Finally, she stretched out her hand, took the ring off her finger, and looked at it in front of her eyes.

The night wind blew her red hair, and finally, after the red light in her eyes stabilized again, the symbolic ring of love was thrown on this dark land.

Since you want to forget... let's simply forget it more thoroughly.

"Snapped"

The young lady put her palm on Tyrion's shoulder. She looked at the corpse that had lost all life activities, and said softly:

"If you're going to conscript the general as a death knight, then you'd better do it quickly, you poor thing... I don't hate you all of a sudden, and I sympathize with you. You opened the enchantment for the Horde to make them Shut them all in, and let the elves wipe them out, you actually want to help this country, right...it's a pity, maybe you will succeed if you are one step away."

"Don't guess my mind! Besides, am I that pitiful?"

Tyrion asked dryly: "Have they all fallen to the point where they need your sympathy?"

"If you were alive, maybe you'd be in tears by now..."

Luminas said mockingly: "It's just that dead people don't shed tears, dead people don't feel sad, you don't have tears anymore, you poor..."

Her voice stopped abruptly at this moment, and she saw Tyrion's face, yes, dead people don't shed tears, they have lost the possibility of shedding tears.

But at this time, on Tyrion's face, two bright red blood and teardrops drew a dead and terrifying face on his face. At this moment, Luminas knew again... It turns out that the dead will also be sad, and the dead will shed tears...

"Did it scare you? I'm so sorry, I was just... just expressing my sadness, you understand?"

The death knight's voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't been affected at all, but this calm itself represented an abnormal state, at least in the depths of Tyrion's ice-blue eyes, a dark red light point, is shining brightly.

"Look... the shackles that were imposed on me in the past have been completely broken, and I am truly free, Luminas... Fate can no longer affect me."

Tyrion leaned down and left a cold kiss on General Liresa's forehead. At this moment, the death energy in his body flowed out from his fingertips, spreading all over General Liresa's body in an extremely humble gesture. The body, in the end, made a coffin of ice for her.

She was frozen in the ice, her face was so clear, as if she was in a deep sleep and might wake up at any time.

Tyrion's fingers slid on the ice surface, he looked at the existence in front of him, and he said softly:

"No one can bother you anymore, mother."

"Even when you were dying, you loved this land...then let this bloody war end now, your death was my big mistake, this is what I can do for you One last thing."

The next moment, a cold voice sounded in the hearts of every member of the few members of the Dark Blade Knights, like a warrior who has re-clutched his long sword, or an evil brave who has finally embarked on the road of destiny.

Tyrion looked back at the burning forest behind him, he reached out to wipe the blood and tears from his face, and said softly:

"Selente, throw the rune back... Blackhand, come on, come to me!"

"No need to hold back your anger, no need to keep your hatred... Release them! Release everything! Let's... hack Gul'dan to death!"

In the second war, the orcs invaded Quel'Thalas and finally reached the city of Silvermoon. In this war, the Windrunner family lost a total of 18 people (should be this number) since General Liresa and below. Including Alleria's younger brother Lilas Windrunner, only three sisters survived...