Before falling into darkness completely, the last words Marlon heard were: "Work hard, stupid mortal, you who have been given strength are also my dependents!" When you ...... Maybe you can come back to this world......"

"When will I be able to come back? Make it clear, bastard! ”

Although Malone wanted to scream, he couldn't control his body anymore; As consciousness disappeared, his hands went limp, and he fell to the floor, completely unconscious. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

I don't know how long I sank in the dark, but Marlon finally regained control of his body.

He opened his eyes for the first time, and then saw a sky full of stars.

"Where is this? Where am I? What about the man? Where's my bed? Malone muttered to himself as he struggled to stand up.

Suddenly, Malone had a chilling feeling, he looked at his body and found that he was not wearing a single piece of clothing.

No wonder it's so cold...... Marlon thought as he ......

Suddenly, Malone's eyes widened - this was not his body!

Ma Long raised his hands in front of him, even though it was night, but Ma Long could at least be sure that his previous hands were definitely not so big, and there would definitely not be so many calluses on the fingers and joints of his fingers!

Marlon moved his gaze to the rest of his body - yes, it was definitely not his own body, almost every organ had become a model larger, and even the "little brother" that Malone had been proud of before.

"Mirror, what about the mirror?" Marlon crawled and groped around, anxious to know what his face looked like now.

For a moment, Malone even forgot to verify whether the world he was in now was not his original world.

"McColmallon, what are you doing?"

In a panic, Malone heard someone talking to him, but it was hard for him to believe that it was a person talking to him, because the voice ...... It's so ugly, it's as harsh as two shriveled conveyor belts rubbing against each other.

"Who?" Malone raised his head warily, looked at the place where the voice came from, and ......

Oh my God, what did you see?

In front of Ma Long, under the bright moonlight, was a tall figure.

The figure walked towards Marlon, raised his right chainmail hand, and pushed the bandana back.

When Ma Long saw the man's face, he couldn't help but scream out in fright. His appearance may have been normal once, but not anymore.

His skin took on a pale dark green and cracked open at the junction of his ears and jaw, and a glistening discharge ran down his face.

His shattered, dark purple lips sank into his skull in an eerie smile. In his eyes, you could see both wisdom and viciousness.

"You...... Who are you? Malone shouted as he stepped back with his hands and feet.

"McColmallon, you're out of your head? I'm a blood demon, Tyrone? Bloodseeker! The ugly fellow walked into Marlon step by step, and when he saw the latter huddled in a ball of fear, he stopped.

"What kind of blood demon, I don't recognize ...... at all" Ma Long just wanted to say that he didn't know it, but a thought suddenly popped into his mind......

It won't be ...... That Tyrone? Bloodseeker, right?

Tyrone? Bloodfiend, the first death knight in the history of Warcraft, he was originally a member of the Shadow Council, subordinate to the orc warlocks under Gul'dan, and was later replaced by Orgrim? The Hammer of Doom was killed in the conflict and then re-summoned into the world by Gul'dan, borrowing a human form and becoming a Death Knight.

Malone found the "Tyrone?" he knew from his memory. Bloodseeker".

Could it be that this guy standing in front of him is the legendary Tyrone? Bloodseeker? Did you really come to the world of Azeroth? The man in white was not mentally ill, but a real ...... The god of video games?

With such doubts, Malone asked tentatively, "You...... Are you a Death Knight? ”

"Death Knight? Well, that's right, that's what Gul'dan calls us...... "Tyrone? Bloodfiend recalled, "But what's wrong with you, McColmaron? Is there something wrong with the body? Do you want to look for Gul'dan? ”

"Death Knight...... Gul'dan ......" Malone lost his mind for a moment, "it's all true...... I've really come to Azeroth......"

"Of course it's true, McColmallon, are you alright? Naturally, we're here in Azeroth, and not only that, but we're going to take over the world - in High Chief Orgrim? Under the leadership of the Hammer of Doom. "Tyrone? Bloodfiend said proudly.

"I ...... We? "Marlon suddenly realized Tyrone? A little anomaly in the Blood Fiend's words, "We? You mean me...... I ...... too."

Malone subconsciously looked at his arms—although the body was strong and tall, it was clear that it was a human body; So...... Why did he and Tyrone after crossing Azeroth, who is still a human? What about the bloodfiend's face-to-face conversation? Moreover, he seems to be very close to himself, isn't it...... Are you a tribal person? But I'm not an orc!

"McColmalone, there really seems to be something wrong with your body, is it not adapted to the human body? I think I'll call Gul'dan to show you tomorrow morning! "Tyrone? Bloodseeker seemed concerned about Malone's abnormality.

"The human body?" Marlon muttered and repeated Tyrone? Bloodseeker's words.

"Yes, the human body. Didn't Gul'dan say that? Are we, the Death Knights, the powerful warriors who transfer the souls of warlocks who have died to us into human bodies? "Tyrone? Bloodseeker explained.

"Death Knight? We Death Knights? You mean me...... Me too...... Death Knight? Malone asked in a trembling voice.

"That's right, McComarlon, have you forgotten? We were all killed by the Great Chief in that conflict, but now we're back in the world, stronger and fighting for the Horde! The new body is indeed much stronger than the weak body of the warlock before us, but it's normal for you to be a little uncomfortable, I ......"

"I'm a Death Knight? Am I a Death Knight? Malone shouted loudly, he could hardly believe such a fact.

Not to mention the Death Knight or anything...... Putting aside the camp or anything for the time being, Malone couldn't imagine that he would become a death knight, and he was also a first-generation death knight......

If you want to ask why...... Malone glanced at Tyrone again in a panic? The Blood Demon's mutilated face, which seemed to have been smashed by a city-breaking hammer, wailed repeatedly: "Mirror, is there a mirror? At least...... At least show me how ugly I am! ”