Chapter 421: Demon in the shadow

Tichondrius has been in a very good mood recently-to be exact, quite good.
Once again, I came to the place of Azeroth. Although the initial actions encountered some setbacks, even Lord Archimonde and Lord Kil'jaeden suffered shameful failures, but they found a right way. .
Don't lead a group of idiots to the front, but use your own methods of playing with people's hearts.
No, under his own deceit, the entire Lordaeron was uneasy, and after three years of war, his vitality was greatly injured.
What makes Tichondrius even more excited is that Putres, who he has bewitched casually once, actually directly killed the arrogant Garithus!
Is there anything more interesting than this?
At this time, Tichondrius finally realized that it was too smooth to conquer the world before the Burning Legion. The demon army directly crushed the Titan creation-therefore, the Burning Legion always had a positive attitude in Azeroth. Sizheji sinks into the sand.
It seems that this world is different from the orderly and unchanging worlds before, and the past methods after normal operations are not suitable for Azeroth!
Now, Tichondrius thought he had found the right way to deal with it.
Hidden in the shadows, using the ignorance and greed of mortals, to play with them between the palms-this is what I should do!
With this mindset, Tichondrius has been running around recently, just to find a suitable person to confuse, and then help him to reach a high position, and then start chaos...
Because the Dreadlord was a bit busy, Liam and Goldrinn waited in the depths of the Black Forest for a few days before Goldrinn smelled the familiar smell of sulfur.
"Hide it away, that demon is here!"
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Goldrinn was still lying in the center of the circle, firmly bound by the fel yoke.
Tichondrius once again added part of his blood to the container prepared in advance, and then started taunting as usual.
"Big Dog, don't you give up? Obediently commit suicide~ Look now, you are also in pain, and I am in trouble-if you commit suicide, wouldn't things be much easier!"
"..." Goldrinn didn't lift his head and said nothing.
"What's the matter with the big dog? Started to pretend to be dead? Why are you pretending to be dead, it's really dead!"
"..." Goldrinn remained motionless.
There is something wrong, today Goldrinn looks a bit abnormal...
Tichondrius frowned and began to look carefully at the blood flowing out of Goldrinn.
It was still scarlet and hot, but it seemed to be less in volume.
"Is the wound healed? Or is this big dog going to be unable to support it?" Tichondrius narrowed his eyes slightly. "Or, this big dog has learned a lot and wants to play some tricks?"
Tichondrius faintly felt that this giant wolf should not be able to hold it, but out of caution, he did not approach it rashly for the first time, but chose to take a closer look.
While Tichondrius was thinking, a werewolf on all fours appeared not far away. He walked upstream along the grey creek. After spotting Goldrinn, he howled and rushed forward. .
Then, in Tichondrius' smile, the werewolf began to bite at Goldrinn frantically.
"Big Dog, it turns out you can't support it anymore."
Tichondrius shook his shoulders, and the wings of the bat behind his back opened completely.
"Tsk tusk, it's so pitiful." Thinking of the embarrassment when he was chased at the beginning, Tichondrius' language became more and more vicious. The difference."
As if unable to bear the endless taunts of Tichondrius, Goldrinn finally reluctantly opened his eyes, then slapped the werewolf who was gnawing his body with a palm, and pointed his mouth sharply towards Tichondrius. the teeth of.
The werewolf was shot for a while, but he didn't seem to be injured much-and seeing this scene, Tichondrius completely let go of his heart.
Maybe Goldrinn stayed on the spot, the dreadlord did not dare to judge whether he was pretending to be weak or really weak, but once Goldrinn stood up and showed his fangs, Tichondrius could judge his true state.
The true state is that Goldrinn is weak.
Tichondrius laughed loudly, he raised his hand, summoned a swarm of rotten bees, and pounced on Goldrinn.
In the roar of the lone wolf, these insects stung a Goldrinn wound and began to frantically devour the flesh and blood of this giant wolf.
At the same time, the werewolf who had just been slapped flying by Goldrinn also ran back with saliva, and once again pounced on Goldrin's body.
The wolf fell.
Goldrin closed his eyes weakly and malaisely, and his barely tense muscles gradually relaxed.
This demigod has reached the last moment of his life, and his soul may belong to the Emerald Dream at any time.
In this case, Tichondrius finally walked into Goldrinn, he squatted down and stared at Goldrinn carefully.
"Tsk tusk, why don't you grind your teeth?"
"Go on, aren't you great?"
"Didn't you mean to punish me?"
"Hey, your meat is quite hard, that idiot hasn't gnawed much for so long...it's not right!"
It's not that Goldrinn's meat is too hard, but that the werewolf didn't bite hard!
late!
This werewolf is no one else, it is Liam!
With the help of Goldrinn, Liam completely transformed into the form of a werewolf for the first time. Everything before that was just a bitter trick. The purpose was to trick Tichondrius to relax his vigilance and provide opportunities for Liam to ambush!
In order to deceive the cautious Tichondrius, Liam's first few bites were really good, and even Goldrinn took the initiative to hand over his life to Liam to devour it, which led to Goldrinn. Weakness in the eyes of Tichondrius.
You know, this weakness has no moisture at all!
Through pre-preparation and just bite, Goldrinn passed most of his energy to Liam~EbookFREE.me~ and Tichondrius didn’t even realize that he was in the depths of the black pine forest. There will be a werewolf who keeps his sanity!
It was too late to become a bat, and Liam started to imprint a broken skull on Tichondrius' chest-the mark of death!
Then, the short knife came out of its sheath, and Liam jumped up.
"Devil, die!"
Looking at Liam who was moving forward, Tichondrius once again remembered the fear of being dominated by Huen in the depths of his heart.
There was nowhere to flash, too late to cast a spell, and he was forced to face.
This feeling of deja vu is really bad...

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