MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-v2 Chapter 1886 14. Who said a wheelchair can't drag racing?

   Chapter 1886 14. Who said wheelchairs can't drag racing?

   Kul Tiras is still at war.

   This is nonsense.

   The whole world will be at war, but the war in Kul Tiras is somewhat different from other places.

   The main reason is that this island country surrounded by seas does not have so many places for the demons to line up and drown the enemy, except for Stormsong Valley.

The mountainous and hilly terrain with dense waterways made the Legion's numerical advantage impossible, especially in the dark mountains of Drustvar, where the elusive Knights of Ashes, under the leadership of Arthur Waycrest, conquered them. Familiar mountains battered demons, and the druids of the resurgent Drust sect also counterattacked in the forest.

  Although the Burning Legion has such a big killer as a starship, there is no way to completely level this area.

They have tried to carry out world-destroying operations outside the orbit of the planet, but the ships of the Holy Light and the draenei are not so easy to deal with, not to mention that there are unreasonable assassins like the Star Saint jumping back and forth in the Twisting Void. interference.

   In general, after losing the high-level confrontation, this war has gradually turned into a tug-of-war and a fuel war, but such a situation is very popular with demons.

   These berserkers who have lost their organization and command system don’t care about the general trend of the war. Anyway, as long as there is a battle, it will be fine.

   It was under such circumstances that the Nagfar quietly arrived at the Boralus port area that had been completely blown up by the starship's main guns in the middle of the night.

On the sea surface not far from the big pit full of ruins, there are half starship wrecks that were blown down from the sky and inserted obliquely on the seabed. With Les as the background, it looks quite postmodernist wasteland style.

   "The demons have captured a third of the city, and the remaining warriors in the city are fighting them in the streets.

   Mechagon's bombing party dropped a lot of bombs here, and with their assistance, the Kul Tirans, who were not very good at land combat, were able to barely hold the city.

   But their fleet is about to break through the blockade and return.

   The Scourge of the Undead has entered the Eastern Continent, and the transfer of refugees to Tol Barad is about to be completed. There is no need for the assistance of the Kul Tiras fleet there. "

   Under the dark night, Sefir pushed Blake's wheelchair onto the bumpy ground, walking towards the burning city while introducing the situation to the pirates.

The first officer glanced at the ruins of the city illuminated by the firelight in front of him. Under the light of that night, large swathes of flying demons were roaring into the city on the other side, and the roar of the low-pitched dwarf mortars was fired. And the sound of an explosion when it hits the ground.

   It is clear that a fierce battle is ahead.

   "It still has to be fought."

  Black cast his will forward like a big net, and the situation of the whole city was grasped by the evil **** in a few seconds. He curled his lips and said:

   "The cowards have already fled after such a long period of tug-of-war, and the bravest or most mindless guys have already died in the charge, and the rest are a group of hard bones determined to obey orders.

After    all members return to their ancestors, no amount of demons can withstand it. War has always been a fast-changing living creature. If the demons cannot defeat the world, a stalemate will form.

   The most dangerous moment has passed, and the only problem now is that the war will drag on for too long and Azeroth will become a true 'Blood War in the Abyss'."

   Lord Evil God snorted and said impatiently:

   "I know that my brother-in-law and his staff officers had the worst plan when they were researching the plan before the war, but if this were to be fought for hundreds or thousands of years, the world would not be saved."

   "It depends on the power of the evil god."

  Sefir stretched his voice and said in a strange tone:

   "The initiative of the war is not in the hands of the creatures of Azeroth. If everyone can maintain the stalemate on the front line, they have exhausted their strength. It is impossible to end the war as soon as possible.

   But I know, you always have a plan. "

   "Reminder, reminder, reminder for what?"

  The pirate piaji stretched out his hand and patted the **** of the first mate, he said with a stern face:

   "Am I going to leave now?

   What kind of devil are you? Don't you allow people to say goodbye to their families before setting off on something big? Well, look, there are some little devils out there trying to ambush me.

   is really courageous. "

   As soon as he finished speaking, a large group of messed up demons jumped out of the ruins of the collapsed city wall in front of him under the scolding of a fel lord who had lost his arm, and rushed towards the lame man in a wheelchair in front of him with weapons in hand.

In a situation like Blake who dares to walk alone in the ruins at night, any guy with intelligence higher than his heels knows that there must be deceit and the farther away the better, but you must be sure to be with a group of unorganized and undisciplined people who are provoked by war. Talking about IQ for all the diabolical cubs who have fun in a tyrannical euphoria?

  Anyway, in their brutal worldview, the men and women in front of them are entwined with the fragrance of flesh and blood. The old men can't beat those crazy steel vrykul people, and can't bully a **** in a wheelchair?

  The demons rushed over with red eyes and screaming.

   But it turns out that the guy who discriminates against the disabled must have no good end.

  The pirates glanced back, and the group of berserk and hungry guys turned around in unison, screaming and waving their weapons at their commander.

  The one-armed fel lord noticed that something was wrong and ran away, but how could the mad demons let it go?

A few seconds later, a terrifying and evil cannibalism was staged here, with broken limbs flying around, and waving flesh and blood. technique".

In the muffled sound of   , dozens of squid-like dangling void brain monsters sneaked into the dark night, waving their tentacles with brains, and went allegiance to their evil god.

   "Although I have watched it many times, I feel sick every time I see this scene."

  Sefir covered his nose and complained:

   "Can't you really modify the effect of this spell? Those alienated brains looked like a nightmare when they burst their heads and climbed out."

   "We who play the Void are just like that. They're used to being savage and can't be saved."

  Blake squinted and said in a long voice:

   "If you don't like it or get tired of it, break up as soon as possible. Anyway, all the old couples are about to lose their passion. Don't delay me looking for flowers and willows, and I won't delay you going out to find little fresh meat or something."

   "Huh? Lost passion? Sure enough, with a 'playmate' like Azshara, you can't look down on the yellow-faced woman at home, right? You men are all big hooves!"

  Sefir crossed his hips and slapped the pirate on the forehead, gritted his teeth and said:

   "Don't come to me these days, if you have something to do, you can solve it yourself! Hmph."

  The angry first mate twisted his waist and dissipated in place like quicksand collapsed. He went to the battlefield in the dark night to find the bad luck of those demons, and just left the poor helpless but cheap evil **** in his wheelchair.

  The pirate sighed, let the wheelchair move forward across the rugged and dangerous war zone, and sang the love song when they broke up with a strange voice.

  It took him a while to make his way through the city where street fighting was going on safely.

At a speed of 200 miles per hour, I stepped on 27 dwarf dark mines and was blown up eight times. That is to say, the quality of this wheelchair is not bad, otherwise it may not be able to survive this "wild catching shrimp in the war zone". " end.

   Running at a supersonic speed, he killed a group of demons without long eyes, created more brain monsters to make trouble with the demons, and rescued several Kul Tiras soldiers who were kicked by the demon circle.

   not only rescued them, but also gave them extra power to fight the enemy bravely.

   Of course, the evil god's gift is not so easy to take, these guys all have "extra" parts, four hands, six legs, eight eyes and so on.

   The most outrageous little brother doesn't know if it's lucky or unfortunate, he almost became a hanging noodle man

   "Tear it"

   After a quick stop with a dashing tail at the speed of sound, Black's high-speed wheelchair pulled the sparks a few hundred meters from the ground and finally stopped firmly at the door of Proudmoore Fortress.

  The rubber tires on the wheelchair have been completely flattened, the wheels are red to the point of being hot, and there are still bursts of high-temperature smoke.

   This sudden sound startled the royal knights who were guarding the gate of the fortress. They rushed forward with their weapons in hand, and saw Lord Black who was taking off the flying goggles from his face in the white smoke.

   Oh, it should be called His Royal Highness Drake Proudmoore in this land.

   A group of knights stared in amazement as their prince paralyzed on his weird wheelchair in a relaxed, gentle and elegant posture, acting like a sad prince with no power to hold his hands.

   After the pirate's third disgruntled cough hint, this group of slow-moving guys recovered.

   They lifted the prince from the wheelchair, made a stretcher and carried him into the fortress, and sent people to inform the king and queen, and the two princesses and the little prince.

Within a few minutes, the news of "the eldest prince returning from serious injuries" spread throughout the fortress. While old Dailin and his wives were still preparing, the door of Blake's room was slammed open by a giant force. Fenna ran too fast, and slammed into the wall at the other end of the room under Blake's astonished gaze, knocking the wall into a large human-shaped hole.

   The next second, the disgraced Fenna ran back again. She saw her stinky brother lying "weak" on the bed with a pale face, and she burst into tears.

   "Didn't I tell you to take care of yourself? Look at you now."

  Fina was crying and lying beside Blake's bed.

   Based on her realm, it is not difficult to see that Black was really injured. The battle scars left by the Dark Titan were very clearly felt by the demigod warriors, and the killing power made Fenna's hair stand on end.

   "Brother, don't be in trouble, if something happens to you, sister, how can I live?"

   Seeing that Fina's tears could no longer be stopped, the evil spirit sighed and said with pursed lips:

   "Can you change your clothes before you cry?"

"fine."

  Finna waved her hand and said indifferently:

   "You can't hurt me if you hit the wall. Look, I don't even have any scars on my arm. You don't have to worry about me."

   "I'm not worried about you, Hemet's bullets can't penetrate your skin, but you're bulletproof, and your clothes aren't bulletproof."

  The pirate reminded a little tiredly.

  Finna lowered her head and glanced at the pajamas on her body. In the collision just now, the clothes were tattered and disrespectful, and they were draped over her body like a cloth, letting the foolish warrior leak out.

   Her face turned red, but then she waved her hand carelessly and said:

   "Don't be afraid, you've already seen it anyway, you're obedient, I'll take care of you tonight, do you want to drink some water?"

   "Let's have some wine."

   Black says:

   "Let's change clothes by the way, darling, they are coming, I have to talk to them first."

"Oh."

Fenna got up very obediently, ignoring that Jaina and Tan Reid had already arrived at the door, so she leaned down and pecked Blake's cheek, and then she jumped out of the wall that she had knocked out a few times and returned to her. room to change clothes.

"elder brother!"

   Jaina and Tan Reid rushed into the house and pretended that they didn't see anything just now. They came to the evil **** from left to right, and watched the weak brother speechless for a while.

  In their impression, the omnipotent Black has not shown such a weak appearance for a long time.

   "I'm just injured, not dead."

  The pirate pouted and glared at Tan Reed, who was getting more and more emotional, and said:

   "I'll beat you up if you dare to cry. The Proudmoore family doesn't need a crying guy."

   "Who wants to cry! I'm just emotional, okay?"

   The younger brother was stunned by the elder brother, and immediately straightened his back and retorted. He performed well in this war. Although he did not personally go into battle to kill the enemy, he has been helping to treat the wounded soldiers, which can be regarded as serving the country.

   Needless to say about the more mature Jaina.

   The pride of the Proudmoore family is guarding the mage tower in the city that has not yet fallen, and has withstood the bombardment of the demons by herself. Of course, this girl is not all good.

   "Where is Arthas?"

  The crumb pirate stared at his sister and asked.

  The little mage immediately lowered her head and didn't dare to look at her brother's eyes. Obviously, the little thing between her and Arthas couldn't be concealed from Blake.

   "You tell him for me."

  Blake was also polite, stretched out his hand and tugged at the ear of his disobedient sister, and said:

"I'll turn him into a little princess if I dare to do anything, I'm serious. I've told Calia and Varian that after the war, let him go back to Lordaeron to help the country rebuild honestly. .

   Let's talk about it when you're old, all the little brats know what love is? "

"Oh."

   Jaina, who had just quarreled with her parents just now, would be very well behaved and would not dare to refute.

   Even though she had learned that her mentor, Lord Merry, intended for her to take over as the next Tirisfal guardian, she still had no say in front of this enthroned brother.

   The closer you get to power, the more you will be in awe of power.

  Little Jaina is probably the person in the family who knows her brother's current situation best.

   After saying a few words with his younger brother and sister, Blake sensed heavy footsteps ringing outside the door, and Mrs. Catherine helped old Dailin into the room.

  The old man didn't know what was going on. He was wearing that cumbersome admiral's uniform when his family met in the middle of the night.

   With a cane in his hand, the medals of outstanding meritorious service are pinned to his chest, and he even took the time to comb his hair, making him look energetic, as if he had changed back to the admiral who once scolded Fang Qiu and had the ambition to conquer the sea.

   But he was really old.

   Losing the nourishment of strength makes his muscles no longer strong, and his old arms can no longer easily strangle a green skin. The blade of Proudmoore worn on his waist has even become a burden.

  The weight of the legendary weapon was not so friendly to his old waist who had to get up twice a night.

  Even trying to straighten the lumbar spine can make the spine make a sound, which is a silent accusation from an old body.

   The more he tried to preserve his dignity as a warrior in front of his rebellious son, the more weak and unconfident this man had never been.

   The father and son just looked at each other like this, making the atmosphere in the room low and awkward.

   Mrs. Catherine seemed to be aware of this confrontation. She frowned and tried to persuade the old man, but in the end she just shook her head and greeted Jaina and Tan Reid to leave with her temporarily.

   Save time for the father and son who have been bickering but rarely get along alone.

  Unfortunately, the door of the room was shattered by Fenna just now. There were still human-shaped holes in the walls. The night wind was blowing, and the sound of war in the city came from afar like the accompaniment.

"sit down."

  Blake flicked his fingers, and a chair was pushed beside Daelin.

  Cthulhu changed to a more comfortable position on the bed, took out two more bottles of wine and threw one to the old man, he said:

   "You can waste your time on eye contact like this, but I think we should use it properly, I'm running out of time, father, we should talk.

   Those that have never been said before, those that must be said.

  You see, I could spend my last night in this world in many places, but I chose here to spend my life with my family where I was born. "

  Blake shrugged, glanced at the expressionless old Daelin, and said:

   "Don't be tense, I won't laugh at you, do you need to go to the toilet before the conversation starts? Don't be nervous, your bladder is crying."

   (end of this chapter)