MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-v2 Chapter 1884 12. The wild dogs waiting to get loose

   Chapter 1884 12. The wild dogs waiting to get loose

   "Boom"

   A low and loud noise exploded in the direction of the endless sea close to the maelstrom.

   Driven by the rolling of hundreds of millions of tons of sea water, the crimson greatsword that fell from the sky was ruthlessly inserted into the ground of the world of Azeroth like a pillar.

The ruthless Sa always used the last chance to complete his final blow against Azeroth's little sister before being sealed. At the moment when the long sword plunged into the world, Queen Azshara under the deep sea clearly heard the world. The mourning of the soul.

This is still when the tired and painful queen used the magic power of the world magic net to weaken the piercing force of the dark ripper. If you really let Sa Zong stab down with a sword, Azeroth will definitely end up being one. The fate of Sword Explosion Star.

   But now it's horrible too.

  The gigantic sword of the titan almost pierced the undersea continental shelf, causing the blood of the world to gush out from under the roaring earth in a gushing manner. Azshara's eyes widened in those flying lights.

  10,000 years!

   After 10,000 years, she finally felt that familiar breath again, almost exactly the same breath as the Well of Eternity.

   The fresh blood of the world did not appear in the form of magical tides this time, but condensed into colorful and strange crystals at the moment when it flowed out of the wound.

  The queen withstood the earthquake waves that exploded around the world with difficulty, and picked up several pieces of pure crystal material that had just cooled down in the direction close to where the blade fell.

   She felt the energy contained in the material.

   is very similar to the way the Arcane Force works that she had previously felt during the ritual.

   But before Azshara thought about it, she felt another breath approaching rapidly, and the queen who maintained her Naga form on the bottom of the sea immediately waved her tentacles to float herself to the surface.

   At the moment when she came out of the water like a beauty, she saw a dim meteor streaking across the sky, with a long tail flame rubbing against the air, and rammed straight towards the Titan Sword that had been inserted obliquely on the surface of the world.

The    bang made the Dark Ripper shudder.

   This collision also made the pierced planet feel more pain, and more blood of the world gushed out in the fissures of the earth after the earthquake and quickly cooled to form that strange crystal substance.

   is like a weak wounded convulsing in pain.

   But that feller had bad luck.

   Under Azshara's very happy gaze, he collided seventeen times on the giant sword of the Titan Sword, and then slammed into the tumbling sea water with a bang, splashing all over the sky.

   The poor evil gods were all fooled.

   This is going to be dizzy and drifting with the current, waiting for his body to recover. Suddenly, he sees a coquettish Naga sticking his head out of the water next to him.

   Queen Azshara's five eyes shone with a common, dangerous light that made the pirates feel bad.

   But before he could open his mouth, tentacles dotted with gems gushed out of the water, wrapped around the body of the seriously injured Lord Evil God like a snake, pulling him little by little into the cold and irritable water.

   "I will drown in this state!"

  The pirate struggled and screamed.

   In the next instant, his lips that were cold and strangely enthusiastic blocked his next speech, and by the way, he sent the precious air into the lungs of the Silent One who didn't need to breathe at all.

   It's more like a hot flirt after a victory than a first aid.

   "Smelly pirate, you were so fierce yesterday, how dare you insult your queen like that."

   Azshara's icy voice echoed in Blake's weak mind, and she let out the Queen's signature arrogant sneer, saying:

   "It's in my hands now, and I have to teach you the rules. See, I'm very happy today, come, my court jester, and try to please your monarch."

   "I specified that it's not going to work, hey, you lunatic, I'm a wounded, take it easy!"

   So, in the tide near the sword of destruction, a badly wounded man fell into the hands of an evil woman who was waiting for "revenge".

  Well, he had a hard time today.

   But the sword of Sargeras was not inserted casually.

   At the moment when Black was dragged by Azshara into the "Dream of the Deep Sea", the maelstrom that had been stable for 10,000 years suddenly began to change strangely.

   In the low rock vibrations, the legions of Deepholm began to enter the material world.

   With the help of his daughters, the emotional pollution has been eliminated, and Master Stone Mother, who has "successfully lost weight" and has become the first beauty in the element world, will also be very surprised.

   She didn't understand why the last isolation between the elemental realm and the material world suddenly disappeared.

   But she can understand the situation facing Azeroth now.

  If they can't help mortals drive the demons back, then once Azeroth falls into the fel realm, the fate of these elemental monarchs that accompany the world will definitely not be very good.

   Therefore, thanks to the "Flying Sword" from Lord Sargeras, the Elemental Legion will also appear in this final battle.

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   "Wonderful! Really wonderful!"

At the same time that Azeroth was playing a decisive battle between demons and mortals, in another part of the scale of life and death, in a horizon that was so far away that it was almost impossible to measure with footsteps, the founder of everything, Denathus the Great, was sitting upright in his place in Nas. On the throne of Leahburg.

   He was holding the cup of **** wine that seemed to never end.

   Letting his long white hair fly with the enjoyment of his heart-filled energy, and the appreciation shown in those very attractive blood-colored eyes made him seem as if he had just finished watching an extremely wonderful performance.

   seemed to feel the master's joyful mood, and the blood-colored sharp blade suspended by his side also buzzed, like the accompaniment of a soprano, making the comfortable emperor even more heroic.

  The Great Emperor is full of mirrors.

  It is not a temporary magic mirror, but an eternal magic mirror created in Venthyr's depraved and luxurious style, through which the emperor can see the entire kingdom of death, and even everything that happens in other fields.

   And the luxurious mirror was playing back the picture of the Titan Souls teaming up to seal the terrifying dark Titan Sargeras into the ruins of the Pantheon.

   There is also a special mirror to fix the perspective on the silent person.

   Let the Great Emperor see the bravery of the Silent One at the last moment, to see how bravely he stabbed the sharp blade into Sargeras' forehead, and how sadly he was seriously injured and embarrassed by the final counterattack of the Dark Titan.

   "What a greedy person who will do anything for profit."

  The Great commented very emotionally:

   "It's a terrifying sword, it's so reassuring when aimed at the enemy, but it also makes the sword bearer tremble when holding the hilt.

   A troublesome guy, an untrustworthy guy.

   Fortunately, we don't need him anymore. "

   "Don't jump to such conclusions."

   A deep voice resounded in the Emperor's Eternal's secret room, like an answer or a persuasion. It was a voice that people couldn't forget when they heard it.

   It seems tired.

   But it is not desperate, nor does it hold any hope, it is very gentle but contains a burst of power.

"Oh?"

  The Great Emperor did not seem surprised by the appearance of this voice.

   He looked back on his throne and looked at a very strange black mirror by his side.

  This mirror is completely different from other luxurious mirrors. It has no embellishments, and the black paint does not look like crystal grinding, but more like a creation after some dark substance has been applied.

   "You think we should keep him?"

  Denasius the Great was in a good mood, so he said gently:

   "But why? Why leave that trouble? I told you about the beautiful relationship between him and Miss Maiev that brought me to tears.

   Haven't you decided to make Maiev Shadowsong your 'Angel of Death'?

   You said you saw an unparalleled talent in that soul.

  If we keep Black, if we let him come to the Shadowlands, once he finds out that you coveted his wife, what do you think this guy who dared to stab Sargeras would do to you and me? "

   Having said this, the Great Emperor pretended to shake his body and said:

   "You heartless guy can't be afraid, but I can't, I feel afraid when I think about that future, and I want to be the enemy of the famous Blake Shaw.

  Tsk tsk, this is not a good choice. "

   The voice from the Black Mirror was silent for a moment, and said:

   "The eldest daughter and the Queen of Winter have formed an alliance, Maldraxxus is messed up but not so messed up that it can be manipulated by you, and if you're not going to do it yourself, then you need this knife.

   Maiev

   She is indeed very suitable to accept the power of **** to become an angel of death, but for the long run, I can give up her, if this can get Black Shaw's friendship, it will be worth it. "

   This answer made the Emperor frown.

As a former brother, he understands the mind of the guy opposite the black mirror and his crazy thoughts better than anyone else. Although this will be similar to persuasion, if the emperor does not listen, then the result will definitely be very troublesome.

   This exile has always been an extreme and unequivocally troublesome character.

   "Okay, okay, you have a point."

  The Great thought for a moment, then nodded and said:

   "We do need him to do some shady dirty work, but how to arrange him? That's a god, Zovar, and we'll have to figure it out."

   "Didn't he want to go to Zare Sentis?"

  The mysterious figure named "Zovall" said:

   "Let him go.

   We need a Pathfinder.

  The taboo left by the firstborn also needs to be broken by outsiders who do not obey the rules of death, where he can find everything he is looking for, and we can also get what we need.

   if he wants more

   The furnace of the underworld is his final destination!

  The firstborn forged gods like us there, and we can naturally end the story of gods there. "

   "Wonderful."

  The Great Emperor's eyes lit up, he clapped his hands and said:

   "My friend, you always say that you disdain to use intrigues and tricks, but in fact you are the one who is best at these, and you are so ruthless, draining his last value and giving him another choice.

   Don't you realize that you are actually very similar to that stubborn dark titan?

   is the kind of terrible guy who is willing to sacrifice everything for a great goal. "

   "Really similar, hehe."

   The voice was so low that it seemed to fall into a deep sleep, and he said:

   "If the environment is changed, I may be able to become friends with Him. But unfortunately, a divided universe cannot withstand the impending crisis."

   "Started talking nonsense again."

  Denasius the Great sighed, he no longer entangled in the "art of language and performance" of his allies, and asked a different topic:

   "Is your heart enough for you to move freely? Do you need me to send some more to you?"

   "No, the Tower of Guilty Souls is full."

   That high-pitched voice also said helplessly on this issue:

   "The souls of Azeroth are too unique, their souls are full of anima, they still refuse to be calm after death, and the whole maw is messed up by them.

   and your children

  Denasius, your son Reinathor seems to have found a new 'friend' in his exile journey, and he is plotting to overthrow my rule. "

   "Oh, he's still a kid."

  The Great Emperor was embarrassed and said:

   "Let him go, with his rough conspiracy level, don't even think about turning a splash in your domain. Well, I'm going to give the final order to our warriors on your behalf.

  Be patient, friends, our greatness is about to come true. "

"Um."

  The voice faded away.

  The Great Emperor drank the wine in his hand and put his hand on the trembling blood-colored blade. He seemed to hear his beloved blade complaining to him.

   After a few seconds, the Great Emperor shook his head.

This handsome man, who can show supreme power at any moment, also seems to show some weakness and troubles at this moment, which makes him strip away from that omnipotent state of **** at once, like a worried child's future. 's old father.

   He sighed, stroked the spiritual sword, and said:

   "I just hope he can learn a lesson from his setbacks, he is my son after all, the perfect heir to my heart. He is a part of me, and I pour all the good on him.

   Don't say that about him, my loyal Remonia.

   He will take over my throne one day and become the ruler of Revenders, but he is too immature now, which is not a problem, children always need to fall to grow. "

   In the next instant, Emperor Denathius, who did not want to discuss family and education issues, returned to his ruthless deity posture.

   He sat back on the throne, closed his eyes, and passed an order across the world gap between life and death to his extremely loyal creatures.

  In the deepest part of the cold and gloomy continent of Northrend, on the highest point of the inaccessible Icecrown Glacier, on the ice throne that is enough to freeze the soul, the servants of death have finally received their orders.

   "He said, it's time to go!"

   A hoarse voice came out of Tichondrius' mouth, causing Anduin Lothar, the Lich King, who was clutching the dreadlord's head ornament, to nod.

  The Lich King stood up and clenched Frostmourne by his hand.

  The faint blue light danced on the **** inscription on the blade, like an order to gather.

As the Lich King stepped down from his Ice Throne step by step, when he reached the last stair with his sword in hand, he handed the Dreadlord's skull to Mephisto, the third lord with beautiful blue wings. s.

  The latter took the "reward" in surprise, and put his former boss's head in front of him to appreciate it, thinking that it would be great to work with Lord Blake Shaw.

   Good things are given every three days and every two ends, which is much more generous than Emperor Denasius.

   "It's time to go."

  Lothar said to the "Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse" standing in front of him:

   "The world of mortals is collapsing, those souls have nowhere to go, death is brewing in the shadows, and it will break out today. We will be the vanguards of the shadow world, conveying the rules of death to every corner under the stars.

   The era of chaos and destruction is over.

  Silent death will rule all. "

   Yrel, Ryan, and Antonidas all nodded and accepted the order.

  Only the tall figure with a ferocious battle helmet stood alone on the glacier on the edge of the throne, carrying an ice battle axe on his back, looking at the gray and dead world in front of him from this icy highland.

   He seems to be wandering outside the upper levels of the undead natural disaster, like a ghost that does not belong here.

"are you ready?"

  Lothar asked with an expressionless face.

The tall man in the black keel armor, stretched out his hand and touched the black-gray Helmet of Dominance, and in the shimmering beating of the gloomy green water drop gems on his forehead, the entire Northrend All undead have been given the mandatory order of the unified command.

   Countless twin blue light spots light up in the world below.

  Each point of light represents an awakened deceased. This scene is like a star-crossed sea, but there is no artistry and can only bring endless fear.

  After doing all this, the big man replied in a hoarse voice without emotion:

   "Lead them, Lothar, lead me, Lich King. I only have one last question for you. Will you wag your tail over the few bones they drop?"

"Won't."

  Lothar carried Frostmourne, turned to the teleportation rune, his voice echoed in the cold wind, and finally fell into the ears of the big man.

He says:

   "I'll bite off their bone-throwing hands, shred their necks to the accompaniment of their screams, devour their hearts and feast.

  Be patient, friend.

  The leash is about to come loose.”

   (end of this chapter)