"The siege of the Kazrak Crow's Nest has been completed, but according to the Scout's report, the Dark Order of the Fallen Raven seems to be summoning something..."

Iriel's voice echoed in the spiritual link, far away in the Alanca Peak Forest, she was reporting to Tyrion on the frontline, the Great Lord of the Darkblade was in Oakington at this time, he didn't want to vent some depression on the front, but what Oakington was doing at this time was obviously more important.

"Summoning?"

Tyrion's brow furrowed, and he asked, "How long?" ”

"The time is unknown, but the summoning ritual was bloody, it is said that the Ravental priests used live sacrifices, and the hundreds of high-ranking Raven men they captured had fallen under the altar, and the smell of blood made the beasts in the forest irritable."

There was a hint of disdain and mockery in Irel's voice:

"What a dark and ignorant race!"

"So those Ravental priests have put their last hope on this strange summoning?"

Tyrion rubbed his chin, and a gleam flashed in his eyes:

"Then let them be, with you and Sarufar there, whatever they summon, you can handle it, and once the hole cards infused with all hope are torn apart, and without even the need for our knights to charge, the ravens themselves will crumble... That's a good thing! ”

"Okay, we got it! Wait for the good news, Mr. Tyrion! ”

Irel confidently made a promise, and Tyrion nodded, and before the communication was cut off, he added:

"If the problem is serious, let me know!"

"Yes!"

After the communication was lost, Tyrion stood still and pondered for a moment, and then, led by the Junior Knight, walked into the deepest crypt of the Oakington Necropolis.

Setek Hall, originally the stronghold of the Fallen Ravens in Oakington, the twisted creatures of the darkness, calling themselves the Dark Order, gathered here to plot some dangerous things, and after the arrival of the Death Knights, they tried to resist, but they were quickly wiped out, and their leader, the priest Aegis, who called himself the "King of the Claws", was beheaded by Tyrion himself.

To this day, there are still many traces of the Raven in this tomb, some carvings representing primitive beliefs, gilded statues of gods and lavish sacrifices, all preserved by the new owners of the place, and the Raven civilization is at the pinnacle of handicraft production, almost on a par with the gem-cutting skills that the Delaneei of Draenor are proud of.

In the dark passages that Tyrion walked, on the wooden shelves on both sides, those exquisite gilded artworks shone in the light of the hedron lamps, and even the death knights who had no need for possessions could not bear to destroy them like this, these vessels and idols were the last pride of a collapsed civilization.

What makes people feel ironic is that in the current Draenor, it is estimated that only the Darkblade Knights will deliberately retain the civilization creations of the Raven Clan, and even those Raven Men themselves have forgotten the great civilization of their ancestors, and have become brave and ruthless, oppressing their compatriots with cruel faith, they are like a group of wild beasts, crawling in the ignorant ruins after the collapse of civilization.

And in the deepest part of the Setek Hall, in the vast megalithic hall, hundreds of spar lamps were embedded in the masonry at the top, illuminating it as bright as day, and the Blood Mage, dressed in robes and elaborate ornaments, with snow-white hair but strong spirits, was standing on the edge of a stone platform, with his back to the entrance, busy.

Strange blood wrapped around his ten fingers like a snake, and in front of him, there was a high-ranking crow corpse, not yet distorted by the power of the shadow, with bright feathers, a well-proportioned and emaciated body, making the corpse look like a specimen, and around the blood mage, there were several draenei women as assistants to help him, and those women raised their heads from time to time, and their eyes were blood-red, this scene looked more or less oozing.

"Severn, I heard you brought me good news!"

Tyrion's voice rang out behind the Blood Mage, interrupting Severn's busyness, who paused his research, waved away the blood, picked up a handkerchief from the basin on the side, and cleaned his fingers with slender nails, only to turn the pure water blood-red in an instant.

The Blood Mage waved his hand with a smile, and his Blood Servant assistants immediately respectfully exited the main hall, and Saiwen leaned over slightly, saluting towards the Great Lord of the Dark Blade, and then turned his body sideways, revealing the Raven Man behind him.

"Yes, Lord Tyrion... Fortunately, it is not disgraceful! After a long 175 days of research, the Raven Death Call is complete! ”

"Oh?"

Tyrion's ice-blue eyes twitched with a dazzling glint as he walked briskly over to the crow man on the stone platform, looking at the crow man who was a test subject.

"Blue feathers?"

The Great Lord of the Dark Blade looked back at the Blood Mage:

"This color is rare among high-ranking crow people."

"It's because this Raven is different, my lord."

Saiwen stretched out his finger and gracefully activated the psychic circle, and said to Tyrion, "This is a real princess... The last princess of the Raven Ones. ”

"Princess?"

Tyrion took a step back, looking at the raven corpse shrouded in purple psychic magic, he recalled for a moment, and whispered:

"The Raven Kingdom under the rule of the Sun Priests does not have the title of "Princess", so this blue-feathered lady is from a time when there were kings in the Raven Society? As far as I know, that was 600 years ago... It's hard for you, Severn, that you found a corpse from 600 years ago. ”

"Your wisdom is as good as ever, and there are no secrets in this world."

The blood mage praised it pompously, and made a gentlemanly bow, this style of conversation made Tyrion frown, although he was reluctant to interfere too much in the lives of his subordinates, he still reminded him "kindly":

"Watch less of the Draenei operas, Severn, it's clear that it's affecting your thinking and your way of life."

"Ahem"

The Blood Mage coughed awkwardly and quickly changed the subject:

"It doesn't matter, my lordship, it matters that Princess Richie's tomb is on the edge of the Teroka Valley, where Lady Irel first occupied, and she was buried by her own father, the last Raven King of the Ravens, Tyroc, and set up a special magic to immortalize the corpse for a hundred years, and after the fugitive fallen Raven accidentally destroyed the cemetery, a low-ranking knight with a good heart sent the broken corpse to me."

The Blood Mage shrugged:

"You don't want to know how miserable the princess's body was when it was delivered, torn apart, and even the burial goods were plundered by those beast-like compatriots, without royal dignity, but we all have to thank that dead-eyed knight who perfectly complied with your request and sent all the corpses of the ravens to Oakington... It was precisely because of the appearance of Princess Reich that I found the reason why we have not been able to recruit the Raven Man! ”

Tyrion glanced back, the blue crow man's body did have traces of re-stitching, the sutures were made of expensive magic threads, the stitching skills were first-class, and the stitching marks were frantically formed into the shape of a butterfly at the end, well, it seemed that the blood mage did it himself.

This detail made Tyrion's gaze at Severn even more strange.

After regaining his vitality as a blood mage who became Salein, he completely let himself go and went further and further down an evil path of pursuing "art", but that didn't matter... Anyway, the Knights of Tyrion are already full of freaks.

"Oh, the tragic story of Princess Reich could be written in a perfect opera, and I can't help but sigh every time I think of her past..."

Severn sighed in a low voice, and then said:

In short, Princess Reich, who was sacrificed in the vicious and dark power struggle of the Raven Clan, died in the form of a high-ranking Raven, but before she died, the Sun Priests declared her an exile, she was punished as an exile, and the "divinity" belonging to the sun was stripped away, and she died tragically when she fell into the cursed Teroka Valley, so that she did not have the "divinity" of the shadow like the other Raven exiles! ”

The Blood Mage spread his arms and said in a voice of pity:

"Princess Reihy's blood has also been purified by this disaster!"

"Wait!"

Tyrion interrupted Severn's chanting like a hymn, rubbed his forehead, and asked:

"Divinity? How could such a powerful-sounding thing exist in the veins of the Raven Man? ”

"Powerful? No, no, Lord Tyrion, you have a slight problem with your understanding of "divinity"! ”

When the blood mage was questioned, he straightened his face and did some "popular science" to Tyrion with a serious face:

"The gods of the wilderness, the strange and powerful beings that exist in Azeroth, do you know about them?"

"Yes"

Tyrion nodded, the gods of the wilderness refer to those beasts that surpass the power of mortals, most of them exist in the wild continent of Kalimdor, and are worshiped as gods by the druids, they are the ultimate embodiment of life force, and the power of each of the gods of the wilderness is far beyond the imagination of mortals.

"Then I'll take them as an example, Agamagan, in the ancient war 10,000 years ago, this wild boar demigod roamed the continent and crushed the invading demons, its power is beyond our comprehension at the moment, but... As a family of boar demigods, the boar people who have inherited the divinity of Agamagan, do you think they are powerful? ”

The Blood Mage looked at Tyrion in thought, and he whispered:

"By the same token, many of the turtles along the coast of Azeroth have a trace of divinity belonging to the turtle demigod Tortura in their bodies, are they powerful? My lord, divinity is blood! It is a manifestation of inheriting the will of the Creator, it does not mean that it is powerful, if it has to be said, its symbolic meaning only shows that "the ancestors are powerful", it does not mean that the inheritors are equally powerful! ”

"And the Raven People are the same, in the Raven Books we have captured, the original Anhar Priests, that is, the ancestors of the current Sun Priests, they record their own history, it is said that the Raven People originated from the demigod of the Draenor world, the Sun Spirit Rukma, it created the Raven People to commemorate his former partner, Ansu, the crow god who died in the battle of the demigods, so I would say that the divinity in the body of the high-level Raven people, that is, their bloodline, comes from the spirit of the sun, and they worship the sun for this reason!"

The explanation was succinct, and Tyrion nodded, and he looked back at Princess Resie's body, which had begun to tremble in the psychic circle, and he whispered:

"The divinity of the high-level crow people comes from the spirit of the sun, so the divinity of the fallen crow people comes from Ansu?"

"No!"

A strange smile appeared on Severn's cheeks:

"The history of the Raven Men records that the Raven God Ansu died in battle with the Wind Serpent God Saitai, and the vicious Wind Serpent Demigod cursed the land before he died, and its fallen blood was sprinkled throughout the Teroka Valley, where the High Ravens exiled their prisoners... Do you understand? My lord, the divinity of the fallen crowmen comes from the god of wind snakes, Saitai, to be precise, they are cursed... That's why the Fallen Raven can manipulate the power of the Shadows. ”

"The reason why we can't recall the Raven people from death is because of these two divine natures, the blood in their bodies is preventing all this, and we just need to draw those faint "demigod blood" and make them as "pure" as Princess Reich..."

"Huh"

Before Severn could finish his words, the blue Raven Man lying on the stone platform suddenly opened his eyes, and after 600 years of death due to brutal political struggles, the last princess of the Raven Man was "resurrected".

She flapped her wings as gracefully as she had ever lived, and she stood up from the stone platform with some inflexible control of the wind, her blue feathers fluttering in the air, making her graceful body fall to the ground like a queen of the sky.

Her eyes shone with a faint blue light as she watched the two humanoids she had never seen before, ancient memories from 600 years ago recovering little by little in her intact soul, and after a few minutes of silence, the Raven Princess's eyes darkened.

"I... Haven't I escaped the nightmare of death? ”

"Welcome back, Your Highness Princess!"

The Blood Mage took a step back and bowed gracefully, while Tyrion stepped forward, looking at the dazed Reich, the undead who had returned from time 600 years ago, and whispered:

"Starting today, Reich, you're going to be the Darkblade... The Queen of Talons! ”