Grokush took a step forward and whispered:

"Is it really worth it? I made such an oath for this undead dragon..."

"It's okay, Blackhand."

There was a strange light in Tyrion's eyes. He looked at the red dragon in front of him and whispered:

"I only said that its queen would be rescued. I didn't say that I would save her myself... Don't worry, everything is under control. In addition, you should start processing the dragon's body now. Remember, the undead

Dragons don't need flesh and blood. Every trace of flesh and blood must be removed. They only need a skeleton with inscriptions carved to carry their souls. Seven and Autumn will take care of the inscriptions. You may need 3-4 days to complete it.

This matter..."

The death knight hesitated for a moment and looked back to the southeast:

"Just taking advantage of this period, I want to go out and meet at the Burning Plains in four days. Pay attention to safety and don't conflict with the Alliance tribe. Grokush, while I'm away, you and Rogge will lead everyone and watch out.

Luminas, there’s something not right about her recent state.”

"Um"

The orc death knight nodded, and after a moment, he asked again:

"Did you mean what you said to the dragon?"

"Well? Which sentence?"

"Sacrificing yourself to save the world..."

"Don't be stupid. Only fools like Red Dragon will believe this argument. If saving the world requires sacrificing the life of an innocent ranger who has nothing to do with the world, then the world is not worth saving at all! The next time someone persuades you like this
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