It is difficult for one person to understand the grief of another.

It is difficult for those who have company to understand the loneliness of those who are not together, and it is difficult for those who claim to eat dog food to understand the sadness of those who actually eat dog food.

But Mo Qi understands that he bought two catties of fried melon seeds at the most famous Li Ji fried food shop in the city, thinking that he could have a good weekend.

But halfway through eating, he found a golden triangular particle. This frightened Mooch, and it was hard not to think about it—the fried food shop happened to have a brown teddy.

Mo Qi stared at the dog food in the palm of his hand with a complicated expression, and wanted to throw it into the trash, but he had already smelled the unique aroma of the dog food, and he couldn't help but sniff it in front of his nose - the top note of this aroma is enchanting, it not only has the mellow flavor of beef, but also through the addition of vegetables, the fragrance of the whole dog food is more tortuous and moving, which is inexplicably moving.

Would you like to try it? Mochi's heart began to waver.

But how can people eat dog food? Although he has been single for nearly 30 years, he is a veritable single dog, and he has long seen through the red dust in his heart, and no longer has illusions about this filthy earthly world, but there is still a remnant of the arrogance of being born in his will.

But in the face of this hundred-turn aroma, Mo Qi was still shaken.

When a person is alone, he can often see his own soul. When Mochi was alone, he saw the craving for dog food in the depths of his soul.

So, he tossed the dog food high - the triangular golden particles drew an arc of fate in the air and stuck in his throat with great precision.

"Uh-"

The moment the dog food stuck in his throat, Mo Qi's mind suddenly flashed countless news reports from the past - "Jealous Talent! The top student of the college entrance examination was unfortunately choked to death when he ate steamed buns", "The pacesetter of five-bar learning ate tea eggs and was choked to death, leaving a sigh in the air", "The education behind the high-achieving students of famous schools eating eggs and fried rice due to choking", media people with ulterior motives deliberately linked "choking to death after eating" and "excellent academic performance", which is really sinister. As a doctoral student about to graduate, Mochi can easily debunk the sinister intentions in such reports - choking to death is not directly related to the quality of study, but it is easier said than done, and he just can't swallow or spit out this dog food.

This was the most embarrassing moment of Mochi's life. As the lack of oxygen in his brain intensified, Mochi's consciousness became blurred, as if he was slowly sinking in the deep sea, his field of vision became smaller and smaller, and the light he could feel became weaker and weaker.

Captain Mike from "Benjamin Button" said, "You can be like a mad dog and be angry with everything around you, you can curse fate, but at the last moment, you have to let go peacefully." ”

The only thing left in the world that Mo Qi's consciousness could feel was pitch black and cold, and at this moment, he seemed to have no other way but to let go.

But when I think of the entertainment headline in a few days is "A doctoral student from a famous university choked to death by dog food in the dormitory", Mo Qi's soul can't find InnerPeace before death.

Mochi decided that he would struggle a little more no matter what. Just die, what do those who already have preconceptions about higher education think? Also, what do those beautiful schoolgirls who call themselves senior brothers on weekdays think of themselves? Could they be mistaken that they often steal dog food in their dorms?

"But it's really my first time eating dog food!" Mochi's soul cried out in the darkness.

"No, I'll have to struggle a little more!" In the darkness of nothingness, Mochi struggled to control his vague consciousness to move upwards. Unlike his normal state, everything around him was between being and being nothing, and Mo Qi felt that every step he took, he had to exhaust his life's mental strength......

In this way, I don't know how long I have been advancing in the chaos, and finally I saw a faint green light in the distance.

Mochi didn't know what the light meant, but it was the only thing he could see in the darkness, and he had no choice but to move toward it.

Disembodied consciousness marched towards the glimmer of light. And Mochi can think less and less, and his memories are slowly fading, and before long, he will even forget who he is and why he wants to move on.

Sensing that his existence was getting weaker and weaker, Mochi suddenly realized that when he completely lost consciousness, he would completely dissipate into the darkness, merge with the chaos around him, and no longer have a basis for existence.

"Gotta hurry up! You can't just choke on dog food! With this belief, Mochi tossed his consciousness forward with all his might.

By the time he reached the gate, the long process of effort had made Mochi feel like a century had passed, and his consciousness was extremely weak.

Looking at the door in front of me, it was a strange door, with the skull of some horned creature carved into the top of the frame, and some kind of disturbing silver flame rushing from the inside.

But Mochi didn't have time to think about it, he had nothing else to do but enter the door.

Mochi walked straight through the gate.

As he walked through the gate, a woman's chant was heard in his ears, and Mochi couldn't understand the exact content. But for some reason, just hearing that voice, he felt inexplicably sad.

The next second, before he could react, the fresh air poured into Mochi's lungs, and the woman's chant disappeared, leaving only the sound of the breeze blowing through the branches. The normal sense of touch, hearing, and clear vision returned to this body.

Great, finally regained consciousness. Mo Qi secretly rejoiced.

But there's something wrong with the environment...... Mochi looked up and saw too many different things, including dark pine forests, mottled meadows, and sparse tombstones on the roadside. Looking up again, the white roof of the dormitory was replaced by a gloomy sky......

"Hurry up, Fishman. I don't have time to waste. An unfriendly urging interrupted Mochi's observation of his surroundings.

The woman who spoke was supposed to be role-playing, and not only was she painted all in gray, but she was also equipped with leather pants trimmed with dark gold, gloves, boot hoods, and even the holes in the hem of her cloak were tastefully torn...... In short, the costume of the "Dark Ranger" is quite elaborate and elegant. Coupled with that cold demeanor, Mo Qi almost thought of her as the elegant archer who would calmly aim in the face of the Black Blade Knight.

However, the most professional thing is - this woman still has her name and blood bar on her head.

【Dark Ranger Verona】

I'll it! That's too dedicated, isn't it? Moqi exclaimed unconsciously, only to find that he was speaking in a different language, a vague voice like a mouthful of dog food...... Wait a minute! What a broken description! How do you think of dog food? Mochi felt like he was going crazy with dog food.

"Fishman, stand up and follow me immediately, I won't say it a third time."

Fish-people? Mochi suspected that he had misheard or that "Verona" was talking to someone else.

Facing Verona's red eyes, Mochi was a little confused. If the color of the contact lenses can represent a person's inner world, then the woman in front of her must hate the aunt who comes once a month from the bottom of her heart - those glowing eyes are redder than blood.

Mochi couldn't help but stare into her eyes a few more times, who knew that when he looked at her like this, "Verona" would be angry. She tightened the rope in her hand, causing Mochi to feel the pain of suffocation again. Mochi reached out and found a rope loop around his neck. As soon as the other party pulls the rope, there will naturally be a feeling of suffocation. In order to alleviate the feeling of suffocation, Moqi's hands subconsciously grasped the rope around his neck.

It didn't matter if he grabbed it, but he found something more shocking than being tied around his neck - the skin of his arms had changed to a predominantly emerald green with bright yellow and pink spots, which happened to be the candy color that was trending this year...... Wait, that's not the point! Color-style matching aside, Mochi found that there was a layer of slime attached to his thin arm, which looked like the forelimbs of an amphibian.

Ignoring the suffocation, Mochi panicked and felt the rest of his body—his mouth became so large that he could easily swallow his own hands; The teeth are as sharp as sharks, one by one like jagged teeth next to each other; The proportion of his eyes to his face is also a hundred more Zhao Wei than Fan Bingbing, which is enough to make any Internet celebrity who claims to have "European eyes" ashamed......

The change in appearance shocked Mochi, who temporarily lost the ability to think, and followed Verona like a walking corpse, allowing the other party to lead him forward. After a long period of repeated thinking and observation of the surroundings, Mochi had to accept a fact-

After choking to death on dog food, he traveled to Azeroth, where he possessed a fish-man.

But how did all this happen? Mochi was puzzled. Unknowingly, Verona was taken to a dilapidated manor, where the yard was overgrown with weeds, the two-story bungalow was in disrepair, and the iron fence outside the yard was rusty.

This kind of two-story American house Moqi is not seen very often, but what really surprised him was the stitching monster that walked slowly in the courtyard, yes, it was the kind of giant monster that used stitches to piece together parts from different corpses, and like the undead ranger, the stitching monster also had a blood bar and name on the top of its head. There were so many things that shocked him today. When I saw the stitching monster, I was just a little surprised.

Pushing open the rusty iron door, Verona led Mochi into the manor, apparently unprepared for the Stitch Monsters in the courtyard, and the Stitch Monsters did not seem to have any intention of attacking the Dark Ranger. Moqi passed by the stitching monster, and the other party just glanced at it with his evil little eyes, and then lost interest in Moqi. Mochi summed up this indifference as "foodie pride" - just a little meat, thin and prickly, really not worth it.

Mochi noticed that the Stitter's heart was exposed, and that it could be clearly seen beating.

Walking through the door, you are greeted by a smell of decay, dust falling a thick layer on the floor and blankets, and apparently the curtains have not been cleaned for a long time, and there are cobwebs and insect corpses hanging on them. The room was dimly lit, and next to the bookshelf, a ghost wearing an exaggerated peaked hat was reading a book very intently by the candlelight.

The name of the undead in the peaked hat is Chauhan of the Royal Apothecary Society.

Verona didn't speak to Johan and walked straight to the second floor. And Qiao Han focused on the hard book in his hand, and didn't turn his head to look at them.

In the dark attic, only a figure could be faintly seen sitting on the bed.

"I've caught a fish-man for you, and it's time to make good on your promise, Carlstone." Verona said to the figure on the bed.

"It's wonderful. You really solved a big problem for me. The man sitting on the bed slowly walked out of bed, and the light from the bay window shone down, allowing Mochi to see the other person's face clearly - a bloodless face with corpse spots, he was also an undead like Verona, the difference was that Verona, who had elven ears, was an elven ranger when he was alive, and Carlstone was supposed to be an ordinary human when he was alive.

"You have been a great help, but you must not know how lonely it is for me to work all my life and die of the plague. I worked so hard, what did I get in return? Money, yes, and this manor-like cage and, of course, those nasty jailers. As for happiness? How could it be ......"

Verona interrupted Carlstone's chatter impatiently: "If you have anything to say, you should leave it to your fish-man pet." He will surely take the patience to listen to you tell the story of your life. Now, hurry up and give it to me. ”

"Of course. Lady. ”

With that, Carlstone handed Verona a beautiful tin box, and Verona opened the box and glanced at the contents, and after confirming that it was correct, she saluted gracefully: "Please always remember that you are the Forsaken, and remember that we will fight for the Queen." When you figure this out, you can regain your freedom. ”

At this point, Moqi was able to figure out what had happened—the undead named Carlstone made a deal with Verona the Dark Ranger, and Verona captured an undead for Karlstone, who was to be exchanged for the iron box. When Verona caught the fishman, she probably strangled the fishman because she used too much force, and Mochi's soul happened to occupy this body.

But how could his soul come to Azeroth? There are still too many questions in between......

When Verona turned to leave, only Moki and the old undead Karstone were left in the room.

"Forsaken? I'm just a lonely undead......" Carlstone muttered after the Dark Ranger left, and the undead turned his face to Mochi, "I'm sorry to bring you here in such a rude way, my friend." But you also see that I am old and lonely, and I need a companion who can listen to me...... Well, now let's introduce ourselves to each other. ”

After hearing this, Mo Qi suddenly had an ominous premonition.

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The planet Argus, once the homeland of the Draenei and the birthplace of the Ereda civilization. And when Kil'Gardan and Akmund become the lackeys of Sargeras, all that's left is the burning desolate land.

The legionnaires in front of Kil'Gardan's throne have just completed an adventurous experiment from a treasure in the void. After a long study of this artifact and deciphering the text on it, the Legion Leaders were convinced that it was a very ancient and powerful item—a relic from the Titans.

It was a space summoning door, a complete departure from the Demon Summoning Gate, the frame of which was made of some unknown metal and inscribed with the words of the Creation Clan on the semicircular frame inlaid with crystals.

"The day of judgment is near, and all things are left alive.

The spirit of the same name is remembered, one dead and one alive.

The deceased sacrifices his entire world to the gods.

The living, like demons, grasp the principles of the workings of all things.

Bow down, foolish creature of flesh.

When the artifact is opened, it is the day when the true king ascends the throne.

Repent, sinful creatures.

The king who ends everything will be above the black dragon. ”

Just now, the summoning gate finally reacted, and the ten crystal stones on the top of the arc all lit up, which was a signal - a signal that the artifact was regaining its power. Kilgardan stood in front of the metal door, carefully examining the metal door, the ten crystals had lost their previous light and had regained their dim appearance. He didn't understand why there was a sudden reaction, or why it suddenly stopped, but he knew it was an opportunity.

A chance to conquer Azeroth once and for all. According to the record on the door, as long as the door is opened, the power released by the artifact can destroy a world. But before that, he needed more energy, enough to fill the energy of these ten energy crystals.

He turned to the herald behind him and ordered, "Give the order to the whole army and march on Azeroth at once. ”

Kil'Gardan smiled his cruel grin, "Tell our warriors that we will sacrifice this artifact with the souls of all of Azeroth's creations!" ”

At the sound of the order, the legionnaires of the Crimson Lands let out an earth-shattering cry - "For the legion, blood sacrifice to Azeroth!" ”

With a frenzied shout, Kil'Gardan's gaze returned to the metal summoning door, and he flicked his finger over the lines of the artifact's pedestal, a drawing of unknown meaning on it—a humanoid creature eating a golden triangular object.