"Tick, tick"

There was nothing in the darkness, only the crisp sound of running water on the ground, so clear in this moss-covered cavern that there was even an inaudible echo.

Every building has its own shadow, and the rats walk through the shadows, they hate the sun, dedicate themselves to the darkness, and try to find peace in the darkness.

It's not all bad people who worship darkness, maybe it's just a bunch of lowly homeless people.

"That's mine! That's mine! ”

A miserable voice rang out in the darkness of the sewers, followed by two entangled shadows rolling out of the darkness, fighting for something, the humble power attached to the twisted form splashed the water on the ground, and in the fists of each other, the abnormal viciousness and madness made the scalps of those who saw it tingle.

In the dim light of the sewers, the two scuffling figures were so rickety, like rats magnified more than ten times, with dirty tails, vicious eyes, sharp teeth, lipsless mouths, and tentacles covered with jaws, and fleeting eyes and faces full of wrinkles,

It's like the punishment of time, making these creatures hiding in the darkness as ugly as the darkness they inhabit.

"That's mine!"

A voice let out a terrible cry, his body was kicked into the water, in the icy water, he struggled with his hands, waving his hands on the ground, and soon grabbed a stone, he turned and looked at the bastard who had robbed him of his "treasure", he screamed and pounced.

"Bang"

Blood, scorching blood, sharp stones smashed through the skull, the body of the guy who snatched the treasure in front of him shook, fell into the water, and the "treasure" that he held tightly with both hands fell to the side, and the purple-black crystal fragments were also stained with blood.

"Smack"

The assailant seemed to be frightened by his actions, he grabbed the blood-stained stone, trembled back a few steps, his torn robe hung on his legs, causing him to fall to the ground, he looked at the blood stains escaping in the water in front of him, his hands scratched at the ground, threw the bloodstained stone aside, and the whole person hid in a dark corner.

Shivering.

"What did I do... I... I killed someone! ”

"Ahhh

The strange creature let out a low, painful roar with its head in its arms, curling up and burying its head in his chest, as if to escape the brutal reality.

"Akama will kill me... No! Akama, no, I didn't mean to! ”

"It's him! He's going to rob me of my treasure! It's him! He... He deserves to die! ”

"Yes! He deserves to die! ”

The killer seemed to convince himself, but perhaps his mental state was already unstable, and after a few minutes, the creature came out of the darkness and picked up the blood-stained crystal shards on the ground, and he carefully wiped the shards off his shabby robes, and he lifted the shards, which refracted the dim light in the dim light.

Like the light refracted by crystals and gemstones, the dull luster shone on this ugly face, and the little eyes also shone with obsession.

"Baby, my baby."

He muttered to himself, as if his entire mind had been absorbed by the crystal in his hand.

"Knort"

A low sound made him withdraw his hand suddenly, clutching the crystal to his chest, he looked left and right suspiciously, he lowered his head and saw the corpse at his feet, a touch of viciousness flashed in his eyes, he swung his foot and kicked the corpse under his feet into the waterhole not far away.

"Can't let Akama know."

The creature muttered to himself, he turned his head to look at the top of the giant sewer, the entrance, he thought for a moment, then lifted his robe, stepped on the cold splash, and ran towards the entrance.

"I'm getting out of here! Take the baby and leave forever! Akama won't know! ”

The sudden thought made the lost man very happy, and he thought that he had found a way to escape punishment, like a mouse, he climbed the high platform of the sewer with difficulty, stretched out his hands, and grabbed the cold iron gate of the sewer, and after a few moments, with the sound of gears, the hidden entrance opened.

The Lost One holding the crystal let out a smug laugh, but as he had just crawled out of the cold sewers, a tall shadow enveloped his twisted body.

The Lost felt the chill in the air in front of him, and he shivered, and he looked up, and into his eyes, there were a pair of dark red eyes that exuded endless chill in the darkness, like predators patrolling in the darkness.

"Ahh

A frightened hiss rang out in the night, shattering the dead silence of the Dark Temple.

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Death Knight Irel tilted his head and looked at the Lost in front of him, who was only two-thirds her height, the creature who had fled in a hurry was pinned to the ground by two Death Knights who had surrendered, and he was struggling frantically, screaming from time to time.

Irel didn't know why the High Lord had sent her to search the Dark Temple's sewers, but it now appeared that Lord Tyrion was trying to capture the rats hiding in the sewers.

This creature Ariel had never seen before, at least until she died 10 years ago, Draenor should not have such a creature, but Irel felt a strange familiarity from the distorted creature in front of him.

"Arrest him!"

Irel gave the order in a hoarse voice, and the two surrendered death knights hurriedly grabbed the lost man's head and brutally lifted him off the ground, causing the violet-black crystal he was holding in his arms to fall to the ground.

"Huh?"

The Draenei Death Knight bent down and took the crystal shard on the ground in her hand, her expression changing slightly.

"Fragments of Kara! You're collecting this stuff too? ”

Irel backhanded out the hammer behind his back, a weapon with a strong Draenei style, the top of the hammer made of crystal and steel was wrapped with a pulsing necromantic rune, and after Irel infused it with death energy, the rune was lit up, and a solid icy aura wrapped around the hammer like a shining frost storm.

"Smack"

The cold hammer pressed against the chin of the Lost in front of him, forcibly lifting his head, and after a moment of contact, a thin layer of hoarfrost wrapped around the Lost Man's body, and the cold that went straight to the bone marrow made the Lost Man's body tremble even more.

He sensed a mortal threat, and he was scared.

"Is there any such fragment?"

Irel asked in a deep voice, in pure Draenei, which made the Lost squirm, but when he saw the red glow in Iriel's eyes, he struggled in fear, screaming and screaming, as if he couldn't understand Iriel's voice at all.

This caused the Death Knight to quickly lose patience.

"Click"

Iriel's icy armor clasped around the Lost One's neck, pulling him in front of his eyes, and the Death Knight whispered in his trademark hoarse voice:

"I know you understand, tell me, do you still have this kind of fragment?"

"If you don't say it, you'll die... Anyway, there are enough rats in the sewers, and there must be some of you who value life, eh? ”

"Click"

The steel armor slowly tightened, and with the blessing of this irresistible dark power, the Lost could feel that the air was being squeezed out of his lungs, little by little, as if death was tightening the shackles little by little, and the small half of his body was quickly frozen by the cold aura emanating from Iriel's body, which made him tremble, and when Ariel's fingers tightened again, he finally collapsed.

"Nope! Don't kill me. ”

He cried out for mercy in the Draenei language, probably because of the distortion of his body, and it was very harsh and unpleasant, like the sound of a strip of cloth tearing.

"Bang"

The Lost was thrown to the ground, clutching his neck and breathing heavily, as Ariel stepped forward, and the frost-covered warhammer slammed into the ground in front of the Lost, causing him to move backwards in horror, only to be blocked by the Death Knight behind him.

"I say! I say... Baby, baby is there for Akama! A lot, a lot... He has the treasure to himself! He deserves to die! ”

"Akama?"

The familiar name made Irel clench her weapon, the dark red glow in her eyes sharpened, and she asked in a low voice:

"How many of you are there?"

"300, no, 500, no, I don't know, a lot ... We have a lot of them! ”

This answer made Iriel's face sink, and she turned her head to look at the Death Knight beside her, and she whispered:

"Go gather more people, let's kill them!"

"Yes!"

Ten minutes later, Ariel led the Death Knight and the Dark Ranger into the sewers, and the captured Lost were forced to act as guides, and they made their way through the darkness, and soon they were in the place where the Lost were hiding.

Born in Shadowmoon Valley, Iril had heard many strange stories when he was alive, and in those stories, the sewers of the Carabo Temple were like a complex labyrinth, and there were many dark creatures hidden in them, but after actually stepping here, Irel saw the true face of the sewers, and frankly, this place was not smaller than the upper level of the Dark Temple, and there were traces of artificial excavation in many places.

"The captive didn't lie, there are a lot of rats here!"

"Spread out! In the name of Lord Tyrion, capture them! ”

Under the orders of Iriel, the Dark Ranger and the Death Knight scattered and rushed into different tunnels, the bodies of these Lost have been severely degraded, and the long-term life in the Void Energy has left them with atrophied bodies, weak strength, and fragmented personalities and wills, making it impossible for them to be the opponents of the ruthless Death Knights.

And Iriel himself was led by the captive, all the way into the depths of the sewers, the news of the Death Knights killing seemed to have spread, everywhere was the screams of panicked Lost, they didn't even think to resist, they were like headless flies everywhere, and when the Death Knights approached, they even buried their heads in the ground like ostriches, shivering.

Had it not been for Tyrion's order to capture them alive, the Death Knight brought by Irel might have been able to slaughter these non-threatening creatures in less than 30 minutes.

"There! Right there! Baby and Akama are there! ”

The captive, chained around his neck, pointed to a rudimentary stone house at the end of the sewer and shouted to Iriel, who strode into the stone house with his hammer in hand.

The darkness could not stop the eyes of the Death Knight, and the moment he stepped into the stone house, two sharp flashes of light slashed at Iriel's body, but they were easily blocked by the sturdy warhammer.

"Bang Bang"

Two soft sounds, Irel took a step back, the beating emotions scurrying through her mind like a blazing fire, the Death Knight stuck out his tongue, licked his lips, held the hammer in both hands, and the howling frost storm swept around her body, and in a hoarse cry, Iriel, dressed in black heavy armor, rushed into the darkness in front of him like a tank.

"Bang"

The vast amount of death energy from Tyrion strengthened Iriel's body, and the martial arts taught by Glokush were so familiar to her that the warhammer runes beat and the frost slammed forward like hail, leaving the sneak attacker hiding in the darkness with nowhere to hide, and he had no choice but to confront it head-on.

The dark golden, chain-wrapped two scythes slashed at the furious Death Knight one left and one right, and the moment before the sharp blade slashed into Ariel's body, the Draenei Death Knight's fingers flicked, and a layer of bright red energy shield appeared on her body, knocking the incoming scythe away, swinging the war hammer with both hands swinging outward, and the sneak attacker who couldn't dodge was shot in the chest.

"Boom"

The powerful blow blasted the attacker's body through the darkness and smashed directly into the cold water at his feet, and the black-hooded attacker lay on the ground, the chains wrapped around his body, the blow was very painful for him, and he struggled to get up, but the next moment, Iriel's hoof-like left foot stepped on the back of the attacker, brutally pressing him to the ground again.

Iriel's fingers moved, and the scythes scattered on the ground were grasped by the Death Grip, and she looked at the strange weapon, the violent battle intent in her eyes slowly dissipated, and after a moment, her eyes became cold again, and she whispered:

"Long time no see... Dear Archbishop Akama! ”

The sound brought the raider's struggle to a halt for a moment, and he turned his head with difficulty to see the Death Knight in the darkness, and finally, he let out a long sigh and did not give up resisting:

"Voters... Iriel, the darkness has twisted you and me... You also become... Monster yet? ”