Tarongor, the second-in-command of the former Shadow Council and Gul'dan's most outstanding disciple, inherited Gul'dan's spells, powers, and... Ambition.

During the period when the Black Hand Great Chief was in power, Tarongor, as Guldan's most trusted subordinate, would help Gul'dan and the Black Hand Chieftain deal with many things that were inconvenient for them to interfere with.

For example, sending assassins to assassinate the exiled Frostwolf Clan's chieftain Durotan and his wife 1 year ago is just one of the most insignificant of all the bad things Tarongor has done, but the problem is... Durotan and Orgrim. The Hammer of Doom has been a friend since childhood, and after hearing that the Durotans had been assassinated by the Assassins of the Shadow Council, Orgrim finally couldn't help it.

This directly triggered him and the Black Hand High Chieftain Sacred Makgora, resulting in the death of the Great Chieftain in battle, and the first thing Orgrim did after becoming the Great Chief was to kill all the members of the Shadow Council, from top to bottom, except for Gul'dan, and poor Tarongor did not escape this catastrophe.

As Gul'dan said, "Crossing the door of death will always make you lose something." In fact, it is not only lost, but after reawakening from death, he assumes the name of Talon. The Death Knight of the Blood Fiend also got a lot.

For example, the most important point is to make him understand that Guldan, a complete conspirator, is unreliable...

In Talon. When the Blood Demon violently pushed Gul'dan open the closed meditation room, he saw his old friend disguise his sturdy body as an old dragon bell in a panic, and seeing this scene, the death knight's heart did not fluctuate, and even wanted to laugh a little.

He coughed lightly, and said in his own strange accent:

"Oh, Gul'dan, my friend, don't be nervous, no one will reveal your secrets..."

Tallon. The Blood Demon walked into the meditation room and reached out to close the door, he turned his head to look at Guldan, who looked at him as well, and the meaning in the eyes of the two of them was incomprehensible.

The Blood Demon reached out and touched his beard, which was the well-trimmed beard of the previous owner of this body, very handsome, and it also seemed that he was very manly.

He looked at Gul'dan and uttered a seemingly insignificant request:

"The premise is that you hand over this disobedient little knight to me..."

"What did you say?"

A flash of anger flashed in Guldan's dark red eyes, and he looked at Talon. Bloodseeker, he pointed at Tyrion and whispered, "Do you know what he did to me?!" ”

The Blood Demon watched Gul'dan turn into a gaping mouth, the fangs on the left side of the warlock's mouth were shattered by a punch from Tyrion, and with the fist mark on his cheek, it looked so funny that it dispelled the gloomy aura on Gul'dan a lot, making him look like a clown instead of the majesty of a Grand Karcist.

"Yes, I see!"

The Blood Demon held back a laugh, but in the end he couldn't hold back:

"Your new image is good, old friend, hahahaha."

"Bang"

Gul'dan slammed his fist on the table to the side, and he shouted:

"Stop laughing! Damn it, what the hell are you doing here! Tarongor! ”

"Okay, I'm not smiling."

The Blood Fiend retracted his smile, and in less than 1 second, his face became gloomy, like a real corpse, and he pointed at Tyrion, whose body had been twisted and distorted on the ground, and he coughed lightly:

"I want him! Tyrion. Dawnblade! He's a member of the Death Knight, and he can't die here for no apparent reason! ”

"What does this mean? Friends. ”

Gul'dan's eyes narrowed as he struck Talon. Sensing something unusual in the Blood Fiend's flat tone, he took a few steps back and sat down in his chair, he looked at Talon. Bloodfiend, he said in a deep voice:

"Are you going to go against me for the sake of a little elf? My students..."

"It's not the right thing to do, my dear mentor, it doesn't matter if this knight lives or dies, it's just a vote."

Tallon. The Bloodfiend crouched down and carried Tyrion on his shoulders, he stood up and looked at Gul'dan, a hint of disgust flashing in his dark red eyes:

"I've just felt once again how painful it is to have an unreliable leader, and since you sold us without any care, then unfortunately, our cooperation can only end here."

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Gul'dan's voice became much more jerky, and he questioned:

"When did I sell you?"

"Two hours ago, Orgrim asked you to wipe out the Death Knights, us, and our existence after the war is over, what is your answer, my mentor?"

Tallon. The Bloodfiend's voice became cold, and Gul'dan was speechless for a moment, as he did simply agree to Orgrim, and he looked at Talon as he waited for an answer. Bloodseeker, he took a deep breath, his voice softening:

"Don't do that! Tarongor, you and I have been friends for more than 10 years, and I have never treated you as a dispensable character, let me guess that it was the Zuluhid shit who told you about it, right? It really breaks my heart, you'd rather believe Zuluhid than your friends... What's more, you know the style of the Shadow Council very well, and after the war is over, I just need to find a random reason to take you down..."

"Come on, Gul'dan!"

Tallon. Tired of the endless lies of the man in front of him, the Blood Demon stopped Gul'dan's persuasion:

"After the war, it's unknown whether you'll be able to save your life, and how much Orgrim hates you, I think you know very well... As for who told me about this, alas, it wasn't Zulushid! ”

A hint of mockery flashed in the Blood Fiend's eyes:

"Orgrim found me a long time ago, Gul'dan, and he promised me that as long as the Death Knight remained loyal to the Horde, he would allow us to continue to exist and fight for the Horde forever, in the name of the Great Chief, provided that we fought against a dangerous element... Cut it in two. ”

"Dangerous people, do you mean me?"

Gul'dan stretched out his fingers and rubbed the corners of his forehead, and in his eyes, a flash of anger flashed.

Obviously, Orgrim deliberately set a trap, and he, who has always been known for his cunning, actually jumped off defenselessly, and it was clear that Tarongor had fallen to the side of the Great Chief, but Gul'dan was not going to sit still like that, he raised his head and looked at Talon. Blood Fiend, he shook his head and said in a deep voice:

"Do you still believe in Orgrim? Are you crazy? Tarongor, do you forget who cut off your head? Who saved you again! You brainless traitor! ”

"Nope! I don't trust Orgrim! ”

Tallon. The Blood Demon took a few steps forward, reached out and held the black soul stone placed on the table in his hand, he looked at Guldan, he shrugged:

"But it turns out that he's always more reliable than you... You have a big secret hidden in your heart, Guldan, your ambitions are too great, and just being near you will make me feel scared! You are doing a very dangerous thing, and dangerous things always need a lot of cannon fodder, maybe at this time, parting ways with you is the right choice! ”

The Blood Fiend glanced at his mentor and whispered:

"If you die once, you have to learn something... I've been cannon fodder for you once, and I don't want to be a second time. ”

After saying this, the Blood Demon turned around and strode towards the door of the meditation room with the unconscious Tyrion on his shoulder, and after he took a few steps, Guldan's hideous laughter, accompanied by the vibration of the magic power in operation, sounded behind him:

"Looks like you've made up your mind, Tarongor, and unfortunately, long before you set foot on this path, you should have known that there was no turning back..."

This sentence made the Blood Fiend's footsteps pause for a moment, and he stood in place and snorted:

"I'm going to tear my face with you, Guldan, do you really think I haven't done anything?"

As soon as the words fell, the door of Guldan's meditation room was shattered by the surging magic vibration, and at the entrance of the dark meditation room, 18 dark figures were impressively listed. Bloodfiend and Tyrion, the original 20 Death Knights, were all on the opposite side of Gul'dan, and at least at this moment, the vicious warlock was betrayed.

And except for Tyrion, a small weak chicken, the other 19 Death Knights are all famous warlocks of the Shadow Council, which is enough to shake Gul'dan head-on.

Seeing this scene, the magic brewing in Guldan's hand suddenly stopped, and he looked at Talon with a gloomy face. Bloodseeker, who turned, held out a finger to him, and shook it in the air:

"The Death Knight is truly free, Gul'dan, don't think of us working for you anymore!"

He turned and walked out of the meditation room, reached out and patted Tyrion on the shoulder:

"That was a good punch, welcome, Tyrion, you're on our side now."

The scene of the complete rupture between master and apprentice in Grimbaatar's corner was soon reported to Orgrim by the secret agent, and when the Grand Chief heard the news, his rugged face was full of smiles.

The Death Knights are amazingly powerful, at least in the war with humans, this is an indispensable force, but if these Death Knights are still entangled with Gul'dan, then he would rather destroy them with his own hands than put this restless force by his side, and it has been proven that those who are very close to warlocks like Gul'dan are completely untrustworthy all the way.

And before putting Gul'dan's tyrannical clan on the battlefield of Quel'Salas, he, as the Great Chief, must also beat this restless fellow, and so far, it seems that the effect has been achieved, if he continues to be restless, Sarufar will give him a final lesson!

The Great Chief raised his head, and the solution of a problem refreshed him, he looked at the map of the continent sewn in front of him made of animal skins, and slid his fingers over the map, and he whispered:

"Gul'dan's problem is solved, and now... All that's left is the decisive battle in the Hillsbrad Hills! ”

"In this battle, the tribe will win!"

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On the other side, in the psychic hall of the Death Knight, several psychic apprentices are busy helping Tyrion adjust the bones in his body, the crushing fracture is a catastrophic injury for life, but for the dead, it only takes a few restorative magic and a period of rest to recover.

Tyrion was lying in the recovery circle full of necromantic energy, he was naked, feeling the cold necromantic energy repair his body little by little, but when he spoke, his heart was not calm.

The reason for his bloodlust, he has figured it out, and in the vast memory about this world, he has found the source of self-change.

Quel'Thallas is filled with an air of high concentration of magical power, and over the course of thousands of years, it has fundamentally changed the constitution of the High Elves, and once they stay away from Quel'Thalas for too long, the High Elves will show symptoms of "magic addiction", which can only be alleviated and cannot be eradicated, just like the most stubborn poison X.

But there are always exceptions, in Tyrion's already vague memory, in 15 years, there will be a group of High Elves who followed Kael'thas to be resurrected after death, and their situation is exactly the same as Tyrion, after being resurrected, the demon addiction in the body mutates, and there is a bloodthirsty situation, and even like vampires, they can only rely on blood to survive.

They call themselves ... Sarein, the cursed blood elf... And now, fate has pushed Tyrion to this position, making him the first Salain in Azeroth, which is not an honor.

The moment before his vision was completely overwhelmed by the tumbling dark red necromantic energy, Tyrion's dark blue eyes slowly closed, and he whispered:

"Salein and the Death Knight?"

"It sounds like the beginning of this second life is quite interesting..."

Life, whether it is gorgeous or warm; Memory, whether it's beautiful or painful.

All of this has left him, and now, as a dead man, he will rejoin the destiny of restarting.

Only this time, will he choose to continue to follow fate and watch fate, or will he rebel against fate and reverse it?

Death Knight Tyrion. The story of the Dawnblade... At this moment, it really began.

(Talon. The relationship between the Blood Demon and Gul'dan is not the author's imagination, according to the latest edition of the Chronicle, after the Warlocks of the Shadow Council were re-reincarnated as Death Knights, they were no longer loyal to Gul'dan, and in fact, there was never such a thing as loyalty among Warlocks! So be wary of the warlocks around you! ）