"Go deal with the orcs in the city."

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

"The old rule is, resurrect what can be used on the spot and throw away what cannot be used. Is 2 days enough?"

"certainly."

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

"What I'm more curious about is, were you really resurrected here? It looks terrible here."

"It's absolutely true, my Lumi, coming here really brings back a lot of memories."

Tyrion put his arms on the armrests of the throne, propped up his chin, closed his eyes, and said:

"There are many, many, nothing worth remembering, only a lot of unhappiness. Maybe I should go back to the psychic hall at the bottom to have a look, but forget it, it's meaningless. We can't stay here for a long time, you know, Ge

Rimbatol is just one part of a great plan, and we will soon come face to face with the real... 'answer'."

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

"bass"

The black rune sword engraved with thorn flowers was unsheathed. Amidst the frost, the sharp blade pressed against the neck of the human mage Luo Ning, causing goose bumps to appear on the latter's skin. Luminas used

Staring at him with blood-red eyes, she said:

"How about I 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 he can't be allowed to send the news back here. Those in Dalaran

The mage is in trouble!"

"why not?"

The silent great lich turned back, looked at Luminas, and said softly:

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

A strange light flashed in Khadgar's silver eyes:

"I have a lot of things to say... I have a lot of things that I am holding back in my heart. I want to talk to my "old friends" and let them do it! Just go ahead and do it. Don't be afraid. Your name is Luo Ning and I recognize you.

, the disciple of the Archmage Krasus, and now think about the obscure and abnormal magic fluctuations in Krasus, he is a dragon, right?"

Khadgar's soul-penetrating whisper made Ronin's body tremble. He quickly erased half of the magic circle he had just drawn. He couldn't! He couldn't summon the archmage of Dalaran at this time.

, these dead souls, they obviously came prepared.

"Not now!"

Tyrion suddenly issued a low command, causing the voices and movements of Luminas and Khadgar to stop. Lord Darkblade opened his eyes, looked at his subordinates, and said in a deep voice:

"Not now...just do what you should do, leave some space for me and Mr. Luo Ning, we need to "have a 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 at the large "ice sculpture" at 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 with the beating of dark red death energy, the heavy stone door closed little by little.

He stood up and walked to Ronin and Alfonso. He looked at the humans and dwarves, looking into their eyes.

He saw fear, unwillingness, despair and anger.

"You see, it's not that easy to unite a group of unruly guys with their own ideas into a whole. In fact, it bothers me."

As if complaining, Tyrion said to Ronin and Alfonso:

"Everyone has their own demands. Not only does death not wash away these demands, but on the contrary, it makes them more stubborn. Some people like orcs, some like elves, and some want to lose all their lives.

Kill them, I don’t know where they got such hatred..."

The death knight stared at Luo Ning, who looked at him nervously:

"That's right, I'm talking about me. Sometimes, I really want to..."

"Click"

The cold gauntlet clasped Ronin's neck, instantly making him feel the cold suffocation. The dwarf roared and wanted to help, but the moment the chain was torn apart, Alfonso's body was smitten by dark red death energy.

He grabbed it from the ground and held it firmly in the air.

"Sometimes, I really want to... kill you all... all of you!"

Luo Ning's body was pressed against the wall. 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 to the ground again. When the human mage covered his neck and coughed in pain, Tyrion looked at him condescendingly:

"But I can't do it, and I won't do it. Who deserves to live, who deserves to die, these things shouldn't be decided by me, you know? Sometimes I really wish I could have a magic helmet and wear it

It can control the thinking of all subordinates and tell them what they can and cannot do... instead of being like a kindergarten teacher like now... Damn it!"

"Bang"

Lord Dark Blade punched the wall, causing bricks and stones to fly everywhere. He took a deep breath:

"Maybe, maybe I should have gone it alone from the beginning."

"Fur..."

Like a living person, Tyrion took a deep breath and tried to calm down his emotions, but he was disappointed. This method only applies to living people, not private individuals. As the light in his eyes jumped, he

He squinted his eyes and looked at the human mage and dwarf knight in front of him. After a moment, an evil smile bloomed on his face.

"Bang, bang"

Two well-made daggers were thrust into 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 secrets, and you know too much... The Dark Blade Knights have expanded greatly recently, and we don't have many positions, so I can only

To recruit one of you, there is no doubt that both of you have potential, but unfortunately, rules are rules."

"Only one person can join us!"

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

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

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

"Bang"

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, who was covered in blood, bent down and picked up the sharp dagger. He looked at the weapon in his hand. He looked at Luo Ning. Suddenly, the dwarf became angry and waved the dagger:

"Don't show that girly expression! Luo Ning... don't do that, it will make me unable to do anything... Come on, let's deal with the problem like men."

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"You're tired, you're exhausted, you're exhausted from dealing with these things."

Cold arms hugged Tyrion's waist from behind, and Alleria emerged from the darkness and whispered:

"Maybe you should rest for a while, you'll be exhausted."

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

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

"I don't have anything to do with it. I'm just... just a little uneasy. Maybe, maybe it was a wrong choice to bring Khadgar in. He is different from us. I miscalculated. I can't control him. After he joins

, everything went bad."

"Then don't control it!"

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

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

Tyrion shook his head and did not answer, but Alleria remembered 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 Lord Darkblade a little confused. He squinted his eyes and recalled, saying:

"Uh... 2 months? 3 months, or... I can't remember clearly."

"No wonder."

Alleria glanced at him angrily, held his hand and walked into an empty room. Then she reached out and took off her armor. She was wearing thin inner armor and looked at Tyrion:

"You can't always suppress your blood-draining instinct. Sarain can't survive without blood. It will make you irritable and make you lose your mind. Do you think I haven't noticed that after I arrived, you have a blood-draining instinct?"

Is the blood frequency getting lower and lower? What are you running from?"

"Well..."

A smile appeared on Tyrion's lips. He stretched out his arms to hold Alleria in his arms. He whispered in her ear:

"Except for you, I don't want my blood to become impure anymore. It only belongs to you..."
To be continued...