Ella was a little nervous, no, she was very nervous.

It was the first time she had done such a thing, and although Luminas had a very good relationship with her, it was hard to say what Luminas would do to her if the act of falsely transmitting orders was discovered, let alone the unpredictable Lord Tyrion...

Ella shuddered at the thought of how Tyrion had treated those who had rebelled against him, and the tragic condition of the former Grand Chieftain Naozu, who was now imprisoned in the Dark Temple.

For a moment, she impulsively wanted to order the Shatterers to kill the humans in front of her, she had been the steward of the Dark Temple for more than a year, and with the support of Tyrion's power, Ella, who always appeared as a manager, already had great prestige in the Shatterer community, after all, her appearance represented Tyrion's supreme will.

But when she saw the human knights who were covered in blood and in a miserable situation, and the human priest who was lying on the side, waiting for death alone, and when she saw the young priest's tearful eyes and her face full of despair, Ella's inner impulse was extinguished.

Two years ago, she was a member of the Alliance, fighting alongside these brave warriors to banish the evil orcs, and most importantly, even after 2 years, even after living with the dead, she still did not forget that she was a living person.

She was born to live with these living people, not with the dead... But in the Dark Temple, she got everything she didn't dare to think of before, the power to execute disobedient subordinates at will, second only to the Lords of the Darkblade, no one dared to laugh at her stature, and the dead knights had a lot of respect for her.

"Ahem, paladins, lay down your arms!"

Ella suppressed her inner tangle and irritability, she waved her cane and said to the paladins in front of her, "You can save your lives for a while. ”

Myra certainly wouldn't lay down her arms so easily, but the dwarf's next words forced him to obey.

"Look, your companion seems to be seriously injured, and she needs to be treated... Or you can resist and leave her alone to die! ”

Myla. Dawnblade clenched his weapon, he glanced back at Valina, who was getting weaker and weaker, he looked up and saw the gnome glaring at him, which made Myra's heart move, and after a moment, he gritted his teeth, put the heavy sword in his hand back behind him, and raised his hands.

This gesture relieved the dwarf, and she snorted arrogantly:

"Take your wounded and come with me, the consul will see you! It's best not to do anything dangerous, your life is not in your own hands! ”

Before leaving with the paladins, Ella turned back to the Breakers and shouted:

"Arrest all those who have escaped, instead of killing them directly, we need to take prisoners, there are enough dead people, what is in the minds of the living is useful to us, you fools who can't understand the will of your master!"

After saying that, Ella took her cane and disappeared into the darkness with the paladins, and the Breaker Shaman snorted dissatisfiedly, but in the face of the steward of the Dark Temple, he didn't have much power to resist, and even their leader, Akama, was only a servant of Tyrion.

On the other side, under the leadership of the gnomes, the paladins bypassed several lines of defense without danger, and finally came to the edge of the sewers at the bottom of the hellfire fortress.

"Get out of here! They'll be coming soon..."

"Who are you? Why help us! ”

Myra asked suspiciously, and the gnome was obviously unwilling to answer the question, and she silently instructed the paladin to open the sewer fence at his feet, and she whispered:

"It doesn't matter who I am! If you survive, help me bring a message back to Nomorigen and find Mage Julie. Magic thread, tell her that her sister is doing well, tell her not to worry about me, never come to me! ”

"Good! I'll definitely bring back the news! ”

Myra nodded, but just as they tried to enter the sewers, the sound of her heels hitting the ground made Ella jump nervously, and the next moment, the Death Knights rushed out from all directions and surrounded the paladins.

"Yo, little Ella, you've managed to get them into my trap..."

Luminas' hollow voice rang out in the upper reaches of the sewers, and the next moment, two dark red death grips clasped onto the bodies of the pygmy Ella and the dying human priest girl, dragging them back to the upper floors before the paladin could react.

"Knights, kill all the rats!"

Ignoring the protruding battle below, Luminas threw the dying human priest Valina aside, grabbed Ella's arm in the other, lifted the dwarf into the air, and strode into the corner.

"Bang"

Ella, the dwarf, was slammed against the wall, and when she looked up, she shuddered at the sight of Luminas's eyes that were a mixture of fury and coldness.

"You stupid dwarf! Do you even know what you're doing! ”

"I... I..."

"Tyrion sent you here to test you! You stepped into his trap with a stupid kick, do you want to die like that?! Once the matter is revealed, even I can't protect you! Do you really think you're irreplaceable in the Knights of the Darkblade? ”

In the face of Luminas's questioning, the string that Ella had been holding on to for 2 years broke, and she struggled to say:

"I just want them to live! They were my companions! How did you let me watch them get killed by you! Lumi, I know you've been protecting me, and I'm grateful for your protection, but I'm a living person! How could you let me watch this happen! I also have a heart, and I will be in pain! ”

"I'm not like you... I can't be as cold-blooded as you, as ruthless as you! I made myself try to do it, but I couldn't! I can't do it!! ”

Ella's cry sparked a certain emotion in Luminas's heart, and the Death Knight, who was most like a living man in the Knights of the Darkblade, fell silent, she let go of her hand, and Ella fell to the ground, and the gnome curled up in a dark corner, crying like a helpless child.

Luminas crouched down, she looked at Ella, stretched out her hand, and stroked Ella's pink hair as before, staying with the dead for a long time, Ella's originally smooth hair also dried up due to the infection of death energy, and her face became a little older... Obviously, in the past 2 years, she has not lived as happily as it seems.

"What about me? Ella..."

Luminas asked in a low voice, "What about me?" What is my place in your aching heart? ”

"You..."

Ella raised her head, wiped her tears, and was about to speak, when the calm Luminas suddenly burst out at this moment, and she smashed her fist on the wall behind Ella, the masonry shattered, and a terrifying depression appeared there.

Miss Death Knight's dark red eyes stared at the dwarf, and she whispered:

"I don't want to die as a street rat! I thought I was your friend! You... What did you do to me... You tried to let these humans go by false orders from me, do you know what kind of punishment I will face if Tyrion finds out about this action? ”

"Am I really your friend? Have you really thought about it for me? ”

The necromancer's stubbornness brought Luminas's emotions to an extreme at this moment, and she exuded a dangerous and extremely unstable temperament all over her body.

"No, that's not what I thought, Lumi, Lumi!"

Ella grabbed the Death Knight by the wrist and screamed, knowing that she had hurt the only "friend" in the Order of the Darkblade who had good intentions for her and had been protecting her.

"Get out!"

"Get out! Get out there with your "new friends"! Go back to the world of your life! Get lost! ”

Luminas waved his hand, and Ella's body fell into the ground below like a falling rock. The Blade of Dawn smashed to the ground, and this sudden move caused the formation of the other two paladins to make mistakes, only to be surrounded by the death knights in an instant, and their bodies were pierced by the cold rune weapons.

The Death Knights stepped forward to kill the last struggler, but were stopped by Luminas.

She stood up, like a truly indifferent death knight, staring at Myra below. Dawnblade, the paladin with the full helmet, and the unconscious gnome beside him, a glimmer of pain flashed in her eyes.

"Let them go!"

"Lord Luminas, this..."

The High Knights behind the Death Lord tried to convince her, but were stopped by Luminas' waving hand.

"Let them go! I'll report this to Tyrion myself! I'll bear all the consequences! ”

With that, Miss Luminas bent down and carried the dying human priest girl into the darkness, and the death knights around him obeyed the order, they put away their weapons, and brutally slammed Myra, who was stunned in place. The Dawnblade and the gnomes who betrayed them were thrown into the sewers, then the rusty railing was closed again.

"Ah, what a beautiful young lady."

Like a madman, Luminas threw the dying Reverend Valina on her gorgeous bed, and she reached out to stroke the pastor's tear-stained face, Miss Valina from Stormwind, she was only 20 years old this year, and she was the best time of her life.

In desperation, Valina recited the scriptures of the Holy Light in front of her, the Death Knight was wrapped in cold and death, her comrades had all died tragically, and she was the only one alive, and perhaps only the sacred scriptures could bring her comfort in this last moment of despair.

"What are you reading?"

Luminas' cold fingers caressed Pastor Valina's neck, her voice choking.

"Can your Light still save you?"

The Death Lord rolled over and rode on Miss Valina's chest, she picked up the black sword in her hand and raised it high with both hands, Pastor Valina's eyes and the eyes of the Death Knight met to see a gentle smile suddenly appear on Luminas's distorted face.

In this case, the smile seemed so terrifying.

"There are countless religions in the world, but you pray in one way. Unfortunately, there is no Light of yours here, only here... The dogma of death. ”

"I still lack a handmaiden who is beautiful enough and loyal enough... After waking up from the Necropolis, we'll be together forever, and you... You will never betray me..."

"Poof"

The black sword pierced the priest's heart from top to bottom, and the last of despair appeared in Valina's blue eyes, until it was fixed on the last glimmer of light, and then slowly dissipated.

Life has abandoned this body, and far from the abyss of Hell, Draenor's soul will be bound intact in her body... And then, and then there was a new fate.

"That's nice."

Luminas reached out and wiped the blood from her face, she lowered her head and helped Pastor Valina straighten her loose hair with unusual gentleness, and finally, she helped her change into a black dress with her own hands, and then placed the body in the walnut coffin that had been prepared long ago.

After doing all this, Luminas closed her eyes and stood alone in her dark, gorgeous bedroom, the bed behind her with a shocking stain of blood.

She called out to her leader in her spirit, and after a betrayal, she desperately needed some relief.

"Tyrion... Ella betrayed us. ”

A long time later, Tyrion heard back.

"Well, it looks like our attempt failed, so let her go..."

"The gap between the living and the dead is always so insurmountable, and every time you open your hands and try to embrace the past, you will be stabbed in the heart by the past, my poor Luminas, your heart may be full of holes... Come back, go to the Dark Temple to recuperate, go back to the warm nest and lick your wounds, and wait until you get up again..."

"I believe that it will be a more resilient soul that will never be able to be defeated."

"You... Don't you blame me? I let them go..."

"Why blame? Everyone makes mistakes, doesn't they? ”

Tyrion's voice became muffled:

"We are real brothers and sisters, death has bound you and me together, how can I blame my poor sister... Sarufar will go and take your place, and you need to rest now. ”

Luminas remained silent, and after more than ten seconds, she reached out and wiped the corners of her eyes, and said in an astringent voice:

"Nope! I'm going to kill all the shit! It's my duty and my job, no one can break through my legions, they break into this world, they will die here sadly, they will become the power of the Dark Blade! ”

"Well, good, it seems that the rebellious girl has finally grown up... Then do it, whatever you want, you can do it! ”

Tyrion's voice slowly dissipated in the communication, and Luminas turned her head, the traces of blood remaining on her cheeks, and in the palm of her hand, there was a crystal tear...

It's like the tears of blood that Tyrion had shed when he saw General Liresa die.

You see, the dead are not without feelings, the dead are not without tears, unlike the tears of the living, which represent sadness and happiness, the tears of the dead are made of blood, and only endless pain and despair can condense, like a real rift, straddling between life and death, insurmountable... It cannot be crossed.