MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-v2 Chapter 1960 88. Dog leash...broken

   Chapter 1960 88. The dog chain is broken

   "Hahaha, the auras of Zovar and the Silent One have disappeared, and even Aggramar was sent into Zarezentis. Three gods stepped into the Holy Land, but only one survived.

   Best of all, there may not be a winner in the end either. "

   At the highest point of the Sanctuary of Domination, on the dome platform overlooking the Maw, Emperor Denathius held a glass of **** wine with great satisfaction.

  The scorching wind of the Maw blew his long white hair, and also caused his blood-colored cloak to rattle behind him.

  The chaotic scene of the Eternal City was projected in front of the emperor, which was a "live broadcast" sent back by the dread lords lurking in Black's great looting fleet in advance for their masters.

The Emperor could see that the great and holy city had fallen into the flames of looting, the Servants to defend the city, the looters gathered by Black, and the Deepsworn slaughtered at Zovar's orders, and those Exiles from all over the world fleeing war in Olipos.

   is like a grand and **** gladiatorial fight.

   All lives are thrown into it, they have their own purposes and goals, and they fight hard in the city for different desires and persistence, delighting the onlookers with blood and death.

   This is too much to the appetite of Denathius the Great.

   In His perception, in the beginning of today's great era, there should be such a "appetizing" ceremony to celebrate the era of death that he is about to open.

Of course, the confidence of the Great Emperor did not come only from the Nasrezim who had been planted under the stars in the material world, nor from the conspiracy that he had carefully prepared for countless epochs. He has now mastered the real In, enough power to achieve their ambitions.

   Right in front of the emperor's eyes, the legions belonging to Warden Zovar are being assembled.

An incalculable number of Abysssworn warriors, led by their respective commanders, lined the scorched wasteland of the Maw, and the terrifying scorched beasts were also driven out of the beast trail, and the sky was everywhere. It's the soul eaters and their knights entwined in the shadow of death, and the vicious Shadowforged Hounds.

   The warden's magic eye flies in the air.

   They are the eyes of Denathus the Great, allowing him to easily see the endless legions on the maw.

  The number of death vanguards that Zovar forged from souls that fell into the maw in the past is enough to crowd out a world like Azeroth, not to mention that every vanguard has the blessing of death.

  As the force of death grows stronger today, the soldiers born from these maws are also stronger, and as long as the Styx flows, His warriors will never die.

   What if the resistance of the material world miraculously slaughtered all the death vanguards sent by Denathus the Great?

In the Tower of Torghast Guilty Soul behind the Emperor, beneath every stone of this maw, there are countless suffering souls waiting to be poured into spiritsteel armor and transformed into new Deepsworn , to charge for the great cause of the emperor.

   And the power of death is eternal!

Every time an enemy falls, the power of death increases by one point, and for every point they are weak, the great power of the emperor expands by one point. This is a war that will never have a second ending, and the outcome of this war will be As early as the moment the Emperor bewitched Sargeras to form the Burning Legion, he had already won!

   Mention the Burning Legion?

   Hehe, what kind of **** is that?

  "With such an invincible army, my ancient brother Zovar can easily use his power to suppress the stars, wipe out all disobedience, and build a large and eternal territory.

   He was obsessed with finding the ethereal power left behind by the Firstborn. "

   On the high platform of the Sanctuary of Domination, Emperor Denathius raised the wine glass in his hand and watched the blood-colored liquid in the glass swirl in the glass, reflecting his bright **** pupils.

   At this moment when he was only one step away from the final goal, the emperor couldn’t help but sighed with emotion:

   "Zovar still doesn't understand that even if he does find the power to reshape reality, he can't really shape a united universe as he wants.

  As long as the conflict of the Force is still there, as long as the power is still there, those creatures who seek power will always create sparks of conflict.

   is like an overly naive child.

  How can I teach Him to learn to accept the reality that already exists, and try to find a solution to the problem under this kind of rules, instead of recklessly trying to reshape the rules.

   Even the Firstborn, who laid down the first order, failed, how could He succeed?

   is really sad.

   Hehe, but this is not a bad thing, it is precisely because of his stubbornness and innocence that he gave me such an undefeated might! What Zovar wants to do but can't do, I'll do it for him.

   Just use the death army he left behind, down-to-earth, step by step to complete a unified death empire”

   "Your Majesty, the change of the veil of life and death is in your great expectation. After the passage of Zarecentis is opened, it is being weakened, and the road to the material world is about to open."

   A Venthyr blood mage holding a complex magical instrument measured the changes in some powers and respectfully reported to Denathius:

   "The line that blocks the living and the dead is changing in some way, and perhaps in your era, the realm of shadows and the material world will be truly connected.

  Congratulations, you can now tour your great country without hindrance. "

   "Well, be humble, my servant, that's for later."

  The Great enjoyed this flattering celebration very much, but he still waved his hand gracefully and said to his servants:

   "Let my legions continue to assemble, and after the veil that hinders the conquest of death has dissipated, I will lead them to the material world that is reflected in the realm of shadows.

   Our first conquest begins in Azeroth.

  The world that gave birth to spinal-chilling villains and **** like Blake Shaw must be fascinating, with a sleeping star soul

   Well, that was great.

   I will personally bred the first Death Titan in the Endless Empire.

   I'm going to share this good news with my other brother and I can't wait.

   Is that door open? "

   He asked.

The respectful Venthyr nobles behind    replied immediately:

   "Yes, Your Majesty, the door to the cryptic chamber has been opened with the efforts of your loyal servants. You can go and check on your prisoner at any time, do you want us to make his appearance for him to complete this conversation?

  You know, that prisoner is in a terrible state, and it would be humiliating for him to meet you with a stench all over his body. "

"no need."

  The Great said with a straight face:

   "You have no idea how noble he used to be, and his status is not based on appearance. Forget it, what's the use of telling you this?

  You cannot understand those ancient bonds.

   Don't let other people disturb us. "

   "As you order, Your Majesty."

   A group of Venthyr nobles leaned forward in unison, sending their, and even the future ruler of the entire universe, away from this high platform, and Emperor Denathius finally looked back at the river Styx at the end of his eyes.

   It is said that it was from that river that Black's brutish pirate servants crossed the Veil of Life and Death before his coming.

  Tsk tsk, as expected of a group of robbers, slipping the door and picking locks is easy.

With a happy mood, the emperor quickly entered the Tower of Torghast Guilty Souls. Even after Zovall left, the tower was still cold and infiltrating, and there were those screams that almost never stopped. The tower reverberated constantly, as if some kind of infiltrating tune was welcoming the arrival of the honorable.

  Denasius ignored these **** accompaniments, and before stepping into the engraver's secret room, he glanced at the king of scorched giant beasts who was walking and patrolling in this gloomy tower.

   It was said to be the first brutal maw beast that Zovar himself made, and its brute force was strong enough to tear the most powerful Eternal Colossus of the promotion to shreds.

  Unfortunately, such a beast is too vulgar and lacks wisdom.

  The Great Emperor didn't like this kind of creature very much, but it didn't prevent him from seeing this guy named "Talagru" as a pet that could execute all rebels for him.

   "Come here, stay here!"

  Denasius waved his hand, and the terrifying King of Scorched Giant Beasts walked over with heavy steel hooves and respectfully guarded outside the secret room.

When   Zovall left, he ceded the dominion of the Maw to Denathius, and the Lord of Sin was now the new master of the land.

   "My old brother, I came to see you."

The emperor stepped into the secret room of the engraver, and he was greeted by a stench, which was a strange smell formed by the accumulation of stains that had never been bathed in countless days and nights of forging and labor. Sis could barely hold back.

   He could only stop at the edge of the secret room, looking at the giant engraver who was bound with three chains of **** on his hands and neck, and covered his face with a ferocious torture device.

  The latter seems to be resting, sleeping, unaware of the changes in the entire Maw and even the entire Shadow Realm, and is still snoring foolishly.

  The Great Emperor called:

"Wake up, my brother, I have good news for you. Look, I brought back your extracted memories, and here you are, remember who you are, so that we can talk more meaningful."

Denathius threw it away, and threw the engraver's memory crystal he had taken back from Zovar's ossuary to the giant in front of him. The giant in front of him was emptied of his memory, and the return of his memory also made the engraver scream.

   The encounter of his thoughts being driven into red-hot iron nails made him roar and struggle, and also made the three chains above his head collide with a harsh sound.

   Maybe because it was too painful, He broke two chains in a row and let himself slump to the ground in embarrassment, gasping for breath and groaning in pain under the torture tool of the spirit steel skeleton.

   "Denasius. Why are you here?"

   The engraver seems to have completely recovered his memory.

His voice was weak and tired, but he could already hear a tone belonging to the former soldier from the dull voice. He raised his head with difficulty, and looked at Denathius who smiled at him along the gap of the skull mask. , He said:

   "Where's Zovar? Where is the villain who plotted against me?"

   "Ah, our ancient brother just fulfilled his pure wish, and a dangerous figure from another world helped him open the way to the Holy Land of the First Nativity."

  The Great Emperor did not hide it, and very frankly said the current situation to the weak soldier:

   "Zovar wants to get the power left by our creator in the Holy Land of the Firstborn, in order to rewrite the reality and fulfill his desire for the world to be united.

   He has always been so stubborn and idealistic, but I am different.

   I remembered the admonition of the Firstborn when he expelled us from the Holy Land of the Creator, that we cannot return to the place where we were born, so it never occurred to me to draw power from there.

My brother, a conquest of the material world is about to begin. The material world will be followed by other realms of the Force. It will be a glorious conquest, but to tell you the truth, I have a little confidence in my military command. nothing. "

  Denasius said very humbly to the embarrassed engraver in front of him:

   "I need your outstanding military ability, I need you to command this army for me, sweep the universe for me, bring me victory, I know you can do it."

   "I don't want to help you."

   The weak soldier coughed twice. Before the emperor continued to persuade, he seemed to remember something, and suddenly asked:

   "The passage of Zarecentis is opened, the curtain of life and death left by the firstborn will inevitably be affected, and the barriers between us and the material world are weakening, right?

  You are looking forward to marching on the stars, but before that, I must confirm one thing.

   The Helm of Domination!

   That sacred relic that Zovar ordered me to build to form death pioneers in the material world, is it still there? Can you still feel it?

tell me!

  Denasius, this is really important! "

   "Of course, it's in Azeroth. It's like a marker, a beacon in the dark. It can guide my army to the goal and accurately send us into that magical world."

   Denathius the Great stretched out his finger, tapped his temple, and said:

   "Zovar handed me the dominion of the Maw before he left, and I can perceive the magical helmet as he did, and I can give orders to the soul that obeys death as he does.

   Well, Frostmourne and the Helm of Dominance are artifacts that can create an army of death in the material world overnight, and only an excellent blacksmith like you can create such magical strategic treasures for us. "

  The Great Emperor rubbed his chin and said:

   "Perhaps after we take Azeroth, I'll ask you to create more artifacts like this for me, which will make my conquest a little easier.

  Although this will make me lack a sense of accomplishment, but how can I say it?

   Big things come first. "

   "Hehe, you said you can control the Helm of Domination?"

   When the soldier heard what Denathius said, he immediately fell on the ground and let out a weak but sarcastic laugh. He raised his head with a smile and said to the emperor:

   "No! You can't control it. Although I am old and forgetful, I still vaguely remember the request made by Zova, which is an artifact that only the warden can control.

  You may give orders, Denathius, but the spirits in the Helm of Domination may not obey. "

   "So what?"

  The Great Emperor snorted and said disdainfully:

   "It's just a natural disaster of undead, I don't need those low-level undead at all."

   "That's right, but"

   The soldier got up with difficulty and sat cross-legged in his secret room. He lowered his head, coughed, and said:

   "But I remember that when I forged that helmet, I seemed to put some strange things in it. Some things won't work when the veil of life and death is stable, but as long as the barrier is weakened, it can work wonders"

"Um?"

  The Great Emperor Denasius' expression changed slightly. He swung a scarlet long whip on the soldier master, causing him to let out a painful Beiming cry, and a kind of uneasiness was brewing in the Great Emperor's heart.

   As time went on, that unease was growing rapidly.

   He cried out:

   "What did you add to it!"

"key."

  The soldier huddled up in pain under the flying scarlet whip. The Eternal who had lost his godhead and strength was so weak that he couldn't resist the emperor's abuse.

   But he was not afraid, but said to the emperor with a cheerful tone:

   "I hid the key in the helmet. As long as they can find the key, they can actively shatter the weak curtain of life and death."

   "Hahaha, I thought it was something."

   Denathius the Great sneered and said:

  "Isn't that better, anyway, the curtain left by the firstborn is about to collapse, the power of death is strong day after day, it has already been overwhelmed.

  You are helping me, I should probably honor you for this.”

   "No, it's different! You really don't have any talent in the military, you arrogant idiot!"

   The soldier lied on the ground and explained very seriously:

   "The irreparable and complete collapse is different from the fixed point breakage on the node, the passive opening is different from the active opening, and the dominance of the war is different!

   It's not you who invaded them, Denathius!

   It was they who went on an expedition to you.

  Listen.

Did you hear that?

   The sound of the dog chain breaking

   Run away, run away, my brother, Blake Shaw is just the craziest one of those born under the stars, he's not even the strongest one.

   Now, they, and even the forces behind them, are coming! "

   (end of this chapter)