MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-v2 Chapter 1838 64. I'll hire you to do things, and I'll talk about it after 10,000 years

   Chapter 1838 64. I'll hire you to do things, and I'll talk about it after 10,000 years

   Elven Resistance.

  Well, no, it should be called the Anti-Magic Alliance now.

  After the wild demigods and their kin joined the elven front and received the full assistance of the dragon, the rebels who rose up against Queen Azshara and attacked the demons have entered an unprecedented force.

  Under the cooperation of Garrod, except that Lord Ravencrest did not pull the trolls into his camp, almost all the guys who could fight on this ancient continent have become his allies.

  With such an advantage, if they still can't defeat Azshara and her demon bastards, then the world is really helpless.

  The defense line of Black Rook Fort is being filled in the final stage. As the position chosen for the final battle, everyone in this military fortress on the edge of the big forest has prepared to die heroically.

Suramar was transporting supplies and armaments, and the great magister who was sitting there said that he would stick to the end, but whether it was Lord Ravencrest, Lady Arya Bluemoon, or even Commander Garrod, they were all rational. did not pin their hopes of victory or defeat on Elisande's conduct.

   They only hope that Suramar City can attract some demon firepower in the decisive battle. Anyway, with Elisande's character, once too many demons come, she will definitely activate the night well to block the city.

   To be honest, this great magus who was once loyal to Queen Azshara was able to achieve this step beyond everyone's expectations, and it is unrealistic to expect too much.

   And around the capital of the empire, Sin Azsari, carefully selected vanguards of the anti-magic coalition have also arrived here.

   They are hidden in the remaining woods around the capital. This is the last hiding area, and they will definitely be discovered by the amazing density of demons here.

  The once splendid and great capital city has now become the base of the Burning Legion's invasion of Azeroth. The walls and buildings of the city are still stunningly beautiful, but the fel aura shrouded in the city is already strong enough to be seen by the naked eye.

   "The next step is to wait."

In the forest where she was hiding, Lady Elya Bluemoon, who was the nominal commander of the Vanguard, had just completed her magical reconnaissance of the area ahead. She returned to the position where Cenarius' apprentices used natural magic to hide. The commanders of the vanguard were summoned in their tents and gave orders to them.

   "We can start our battle only after we start the battle at Black Rook Keep and attract the demons of Zin Ashali in that direction, otherwise we will be doomed to be wiped out if we just rush there."

  Ms. Lanyue is not a soldier, this pragmatic Grand Arcanist did not go around detours but said directly:

"I have received a magical message from Ravencrest, he told me that there will be a dragon army to help us destroy the Well of Eternity and the portal, and once the war begins, all we have to do is to control Azshara's palace and cut it off. The connection between the palace and the outside world buys time for the dragons to act."

   The commanders nodded, no one objected to the plan.

The commanders of the    vanguard are brave men handpicked by the high lord, and they knew what they would face before they set out with a lone army.

  Life and death are no longer important at this time.

   But someone made a point. The new commander of the Moon Guard frowned and said:

   "The dragons will help us fight the demons, but what about Azshara? If she joins the fight too, with her connection to the Well of Eternity, none of our mages will be able to fight her together."

   "I'm in charge, I'm here for this."

  Ms. Lanyue said expressionlessly:

   "You don't need to think about this until I die."

   No one asked the commanders any more, they all knew the tragedy of Azsuna and Nar'Thalas College, and no one doubted the will of Dean Blue Moon to fight.

The high lord    appointed her as the commander of this vanguard army with this in mind.

   When the commanders left the tent to mobilize their respective troops, a deep voice also sounded at the entrance of Ms. Blue Moon's tent, and the plump and plump Pandaren Emperor walked in.

   He glanced at Ms. Blue Moon and said:

   "I will also join in the blocking of Queen Azshara, Lady Blue Moon."

   "I welcome great helpers."

   Lan Yue said to Emperor Shaohao seriously:

   "But are you sure you can really do it? Your Majesty, I am not questioning your skill and strength, but your identity is too sensitive."

   "It doesn't matter, I came here for a state visit. It was in my plan to visit His Majesty Azshara, and now it's just a different form of visit."

   Shaohao, who was wearing a black warrior robe, laughed and patted his belly. He looked back at the looming Xin Aishali city outside the tent. He said:

   "Besides, I am here to resist the devil for my country and people.

   Thanks to the activity of the Elf Rebellion, the demons had to concentrate their forces on conquering this land. Although their destruction has spread to the trolls, they have not yet crossed the border of Pandaria.

   But if you fail here, if you can't close that **** portal here, then my country can't survive such a catastrophe.

  As an emperor, I was born to protect the people, this is my duty and a heavy burden under my crown.

  I thought that even if I did die in battle, my people would not despise me for it. "

   Shaohao, who had read the "Script" of the Battle of the Ancients early, seemed very open-minded. As the last emperor, he had put everything aside at this time.

   He has nothing but to devote everything to victory in this battle.

   Such a frank conversation made Lady Lanyue's senses of this alien emperor more and more complicated. The Great Arcanist put down the scroll in his hand and sighed in a tone of "uneasy peace":

   "The emperor of the pandaren is flawless, but the emperor of the elves wants to destroy the world. Why is there such a big gap between the emperors?

   Seriously, Your Majesty, I've come to envy the pandaren in Pandaria.

   If the emperor is also a professional, there is at least a few gold kings between you and Azshara. "

   "Well, the style of your speech is getting closer and closer to that mysterious disciple."

   Shaohao squeezed the panda's eyes and said:

   "Without him, I would not have been able to complete this epic journey doomed to be forgotten, and although there is no evidence, I suspect that the Rebels have stumbled all the way to the present, thanks to the secret assistance of your disciples.

  You can teach such outstanding disciples, and your status in the ranks of educators is definitely among the best. "

   "Yeah, I guess I'm the first tutor in history to be assigned homework by my own disciple. In his words, I can be regarded as lighting up a small achievement."

Dean Lanyue pushed his crystal glasses, rolled his eyes and picked up the magic test paper beside him, and the pandaren emperor saw that Ms. Lanyue was going to finish today's homework, so naturally he didn't bother anymore. left the tent.

   He was going to find the Monkey King to discuss the war. That stubborn hozen would probably wander around in the forest of elves to find fruit for himself.

   Speaking of which, there are so many kinds of fruits in the forest of the elf empire, a monkey here is like putting a mouse into a rice jar.

   But just as the furry emperor walked out of the camp hidden by natural magic, an unruly voice sounded from the trunk of a nearby tree:

   "Hey, that black and white fat guy over there, you walk in a domineering way, you scared me, don't you know? It's impossible to justify this without paying some money."

   "When did you come here?"

  Emperor Shaohao looked up at the tree trunk in surprise. There was more than one chip pirate sitting on the tree trunk, shaking his legs and drinking.

   In addition to the murloc holding the weird dragon egg, in the shadow of the swaying leaves behind Black, there was a mysterious warrior in lady owl armor standing there.

   seems to be protecting Black, but does the mighty evil god-sama still need someone to protect him?

   "I've already come here."

  Blake was drinking and said in an unhappy tone:

   "Probably when you nasty hinted at my pure teacher's close relationship with her, how could I not know that the pandaren emperor who has always advocated morality also has such a sleazy moment?

  Wow, you are really bad today. "

   "We pandaren often say that what the human heart is like, the world is what he sees."

  His Majesty the Emperor stepped on the trunk of the tree briskly and landed next to the pirate. The branch that was not strong suddenly swayed under the weight of one more person.

   But with the skill of a legendary monk, he could stand upright in such a sway, took the wine bottle thrown by the pirates, and said to Black:

   "Obviously it's a normal conversation with friends, but in your eyes it becomes a nasty hint. If the world is right, then it can only mean that the Silent One is a nasty **** at heart.

Am i right? "

   "Hehe, whatever you want, you're going to die soon anyway. I've never had the habit of arguing with the dead."

  Black replied very viciously.

   Shaohao unwittingly opened the cork of the wine bottle.

   He knew that his time was coming, and after visiting Queen Azshara, he would return to Pandaria as quickly as possible to protect his people from the doomed world.

   This great sacrifice fits perfectly with the chivalry of pandaren worship.

   His Majesty the Emperor did not feel sad about this, and even had some eager anticipation.

   "Hey, this is for you."

  The pirate and Shaohao drank a few rounds of wine, then took off a few bags from their waists and handed them to the emperor. The latter took it in his hand and looked into the bag with his mind, his eyes suddenly widened.

He says:

   "This is a dragon egg? I saw its projection in the library of Nar'Thalas College. It should be a blue dragon egg. How come there are so many? Did you rob the blue dragons' lair?"

   "No, don't treat me like a villain, okay?"

The   crumb pirate rolled his eyes and said:

   "I stole it for good deeds. Well, I robbed it, I want you to bring these dragon eggs back to Pandaria, the only continent in the shattering world that won't be affected.

   Take these blue dragon eggs back and put them in a magical place and wait for them to hatch naturally

   Wait, I have a better idea! "

  Blake squinted, an idea crossed his mind, and he said:

   "It is said that when the sky breaks and the earth breaks, it will also cause a small disorder of the timeline. If I remember correctly, Pandaria will be a little bit impacted in this world reorganization, forming a strange island with the chaotic fragments of the timeline.

   Time will stop there for 10,000 years.

   PLACE THESE EGGS! "

   Lord Cthulhu patted the pandaren emperor on the shoulder and said:

   "Don't ask me where the island is, when the time comes, you will naturally know that an isolated place where time is suspended is most suitable for storing such valuables without affecting the external timeline.

  I TM is a genius! "

   "Are all the prophets as rambunctious as you are? There are so many new ideas in one turn of the mind."

  The emperor said something in an unhappy tone.

   But he still called the Torch Dragon, who had shrunk down and flew around the forest like a small snake, and tied the bag full of dragon eggs under Torch Dragon's saddle.

   He didn't dare to take this thing with him.

   He is going to fight Queen Azshara. Even if he can't fight Azshara, he will definitely fight the demons to the death. If something goes wrong, these precious dragon eggs will be finished.

   "Tell me about the war."

  Emperor Shaohao finished showing off a bottle of wine with the speed that a pandaren alcoholic should have. He turned his head to look at Lord Cthulhu, pointed in the direction of Xin Azali, and said:

"I don't doubt our victory, but I'm curious, how do you get the demons entrenched in the city to go to the battlefield of Black Rook Hold? Their commanders should know that they can't stay away from the portal at this important moment, right? ?"

   "Of course they know."

   Black snorted and said:

   "Azshara also knew very well that the ritual of summoning the **** was about to reach its final stage, a very clever and cunning woman, but she was a proud woman after all.

   As we all know, the more rational people who are usually irritated, the more they will go up. Under the anger, they often make some rather irrational actions.

   So, ignore the thoughts of the demons.

  Before the power of the Dark Titans approached the world, they were the swords in Azshara's hands, and they attacked wherever the Queen swung.

   The crux of the matter is Azshara's judgment.

   Fortunately, I'm pretty good at angering people and exploiting her anger, so luck out you bastards, be patient.

   In just a few days our dear majesty will make one of the craziest decisions she has ever made.

  I am very confident about it. "

   Shaohao nodded.

  Although he didn't spend too much time with Black, he was really confident in this guy's marvelous irony skills, and Lord Cthulhu was definitely professional in provoking others.

   And the prophet in black has now made a package, so naturally there is nothing to worry about.

   Shaohao was a little drunk, he glanced at the wine bottle in his hand, and said to the pirate a few seconds later:

   "So, you're leaving?"

"Um."

The   crumb pirate glanced at Miss Maiev who was standing behind him in the shadow of the leaves, and he said with a pipe in his mouth:

   "I've found everything I'm looking for, only the final goal has not been completed, but it's coming soon, I'm leaving, leaving this era forever and returning to where I came from.

   But don't feel sad about this separation, my dear Shaohao, although I don't know where you, haunted old ghost, will be hiding in ten thousand years to watch a good show.

   But I'm sure we'll be together in 10,000 years.

   Until then, you are going to buy me a drink. "

"no problem."

  The gallant emperor laughed and said:

   "Next time I'll ask."

   "Then kneel down."

  The pirate waved his hand and said arrogantly:

   "My lord is going to rest. I still have things to do tonight. If there is anything I want to say, I will talk about it in 10,000 years."

   "What about the reward?"

   Shaohao grinned and said:

   "You asked me to keep the dragon egg for 10,000 years. It's a chore. You don't even plan to give me any reward?"

   "Hey, how about a better future?"

  The crumb pirate squinted his eyes and said:

   "Of course, it will be paid after 10,000 years."

   "That's what you said! Don't renege on your debt."

   His Majesty the Emperor stretched out his furry hand, Blake glanced at it, and said disdainfully:

   "Are you a child? You still need to pull the hook for this kind of thing?"

   "Come here you!"

   The pandaren laughed and pulled Blake over. The two men hugged each other as if they were saying goodbye. The furry emperor patted Lord Cthulhu on the shoulder and said:

   "Thank you for taking me on such a magical journey, my friend, we'll see you in 10,000 years. Then send me back and we'll see you again. It's too early to say."

   "Your beer belly is hitting me, you greasy emperor."

  The pirates scolded:

   "My arms are reserved for the sweet and soft little girl, can you let go when you have enough? If others see it, it's over. I haven't planned to have any scandals with a **** fat pandaren.

  Little fool!

   Put your camera down!

   beat you up, believe it or not? "

   (end of this chapter)