Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1213 309. This place is forbidden for goblins! Trespasser, die! 【Qingming Plus Update 15】

   Xal'atath has no physical body, and she can now manifest the smoky body of sha power only because after swallowing the Sha of Pride, she has obtained all the remnants of power left by Y'Shaarj.

  Sha can be driven by emotions and become powerful, and it can also manifest in physical form, but this is just the unique attribute of power, which does not mean that Xalatas is out of the status quo of consciousness.

   To do more, she still needs a body that exists in the material world.

but

   Even with such a ghostly consciousness, Xal'atas can still do a lot.

  For example, in this dark secret room, the dark essence that fully manifested the form of the Seven Demons hangs in front of the pirates in human form, and the huge and shriveled heart of darkness is suspended little by little when the hands call.

   "Just such a guy who only has the last reverberation, dares to tempt my little master? Do you know that he only belongs to me."

  Xalatas sneered and sneered, and with the advantage of being the essence of the void, he began to sort out the last remaining myths in the dark heart in front of him.

   Once this process is complete, everything that belongs to Y'Shaarj will literally be wiped out millions of years after its death.

   But Xal'atas's "arrogant" behavior still did not attract the intervention of the mantid heroes. They zealously knelt in front of the dark essence and sang in the language of the mantid to sing the master of darkness and the return of the ancient venerable.

   They seem to identify whoever holds the Heart of Darkness is the "reincarnation" of the Elder Venerable.

   As for what those who have obtained the Heart of Darkness will do to the consciousness remnants of the previous Elder Venerable, that is not something they need to pay attention to.

   This is a matter between the old gods and the new gods, and has nothing to do with sincere believers.

   Again, look at the **** of darkness in front of you.

   Not only can she manipulate the heart of darkness to surrender to her, but she can also control the seven powers left by the ancient sages so perfectly that even her humble "human pet" has been given the power to control Sha energy.

The    mantid have spent so many years in Pandaria, but they have never heard of anyone so familiar with the mysterious sha powers that they can even bestow the power of good and evil on their subordinates.

   This is definitely the real master of darkness.

   The Ancient Venerable has returned!

  The sacred mission of the Klaxxi Council is finally completed today.

  Mantid are no longer a rootless duckweed civilization. After wandering for tens of thousands of years, they finally returned to the embrace of their gods.

   is full of suffering and disaster, explaining the great cycle of life and death, and can finally enter a greater stage!

And the humble "human pet" Blake, the great Elder Venerable, leaned on the Salameni sword and stood there quietly with his new collection in hand, watching Xalatas activate the weak darkness with the power of the Seven Shades heart of.

   The essence of darkness injects the seven sha energy sources that he has collected into the heart of darkness, just like a thirsty pond finally ushered in the nourishment of a trickle.

   The shriveled heart began to beat faintly visible to the naked eye while recovering its own strength. At the same time, the last myth belonging to Y'Shaarj was also crushed and abandoned by Xalatas mercilessly.

  The old guy who has already been eliminated by the times will lie back to the grave for me honestly!

   Don't continue to be a demon in this era that doesn't belong to you.

   "Yeah, what is this doing?"

   The scene in the secret room in front of him made the four people who had arrived late stand still on the spot. This was the first time Fenna saw the materialized Xalatas, and she suddenly exclaimed.

   And Taran Zhu noticed the Heart of Darkness suspended in mid-air, and the mantid heroes who were kneeling on the ground.

The head of the    Shado-Pan slammed into his eyes instantly. He felt a trembling from the bottom of his heart, and involuntarily pulled out the Staff of the Mist Dragon.

   He's going to smash it!

   Never allow the ancient lords of the mantid to return, and never allow the control of this mighty swarm to fall into the hands of others.

   That wasn't just a disaster in Pandaria.

   That would be a disaster for the whole world!

"boom"

   As soon as Taran Zhu took off, he saw a black shadow flickering, and Blake, wearing a Luna armor, appeared in front of his lift-off route, blocking Xalatas and the Heart of Darkness.

   In his hand, the elf divine sword rang and slashed down again. In the collision with the divine dragon staff, he suppressed Zhu Taran's momentum and pushed the pandaren grand master back to the ground.

  The two landed almost at the same time.

   And Taran Zhu's arrogant behavior completely angered the heroes, and the mantid warriors headed by the Supreme Lord Korfan galloped over and surrounded the pandaren without needing the order of Xal'atath, the ancient Venerable.

   Not just them.

   Even after Sect Master Zhu took the initiative to attack, even Fenna, the idiot who had been fighting by his side, drew out the Troll Excalibur and aimed at Grandmaster Rolling from behind.

   Obviously, Finna trusts Blake far more than she trusts her new friend.

   Even to the point of not distinguishing between black and white, and only obeying stinky pirates, just for this, there is no problem in convicting her of "blind obedience".

   Daelin and Grom at the back still had the aura of fighting each other, but these two guys, uncharacteristically, didn't show their attitude immediately.

   even took a step back.

   Obviously, the cunning king and the chief who hates conspiracy do not intend to intervene in the affairs of the pandas and the stinky pirates. Well, not for the time being.

   "Hey, hey, what are you doing, Sect Master Zhu?"

After   Blake landed, he looked at Taran Zhu in surprise and said:

   "Isn't this something that was said in advance? You give me your friendship, and I'll help you out with the mantid. As you can see, I've resolved it.

  Is there any dissatisfaction with Sect Master Zhu? "

   "The 'resolving' you mentioned and the 'resolving' we understand do not seem to be the same concept."

   Taran Zhu looked at the mantid heroes with frenzied faces in front of him, he frowned and said:

   "The control of the mantid falls into the hands of no one can be reassuring, not to mention that it is in your hands now, as long as you want, this power can instantly poison the world."

"It will not."

  Black waved his hand, pointed to the sky, and said:

   "Although you may not believe it, I am indeed a half-cleric, and my bright and great 'woman boss' will not allow me to do so.

   If you need a guarantee, I will tell you.

  I will take the mantid, and I will send them to a truly good place, for which their elders have given them a duty of honor and mission.

   You won't see them again in Azeroth.

   Are you satisfied with this answer? "

   "If that's the case then we can accept it."

   Hearing Blake's words, Taran Zhu breathed a sigh of relief.

   Although he still has doubts about the pirate's guarantee, considering what Black has done in Pandaria during this time, this is indeed a result that everyone can accept.

   "Take it away."

   Zhu Sect Master carried the Dragon Staff behind his back, he made a monk etiquette to Black, looked at the disturbing heart of darkness, and said:

   "Take this ancient evil away from this continent, the farther the better."

"OK, no problem."

  Black nodded, and he asked again:

   "Then, I made a guarantee, what do you have to pay for this guarantee? Master Zhu, you would never think that I would voluntarily give in without any benefit?"

   "Say your terms!"

   I wish Taran no anger.

  As the leader of Pandaria, he realized before that Black's guarantee would not be so "cheap", and in his previous contacts with pirates, he had already adapted to this model.

   Besides, it is really difficult to reassure both parties about such a big matter, without discussing conditions or something.

   "We are so familiar with each other, I won't speak too loudly."

  Black waved his hand, signaling the mantid heroes to step back.

   But the heroes ignored him at all.

   The human pets of the mere elders of the ancients, still want to command us loyal servants of the Lord of Darkness?

   I think it is beautiful!

   This scene also made Saratas cover his mouth and chuckle, but in front of outsiders, mature women always leave a face for their lover, so she coughed.

The    heroes immediately backed away, surprisingly respectful.

   This little embarrassment could not move the smelly pirate at all. He curled his lips and said to Taran Zhu:

   "I have one last thing I want in Pandaria, but I'll get it myself.

   By the way, I'll help you with one more potential problem. After I'm done, the Shado-Pan can go to the Misty Isle in the northwest of Townlong Steppes to receive a huge palace.

   There may be the main city of pandaren civilization.

   After all, a civilization that occupies a continent will be despised if it does not have a mighty home field.

   As for what I want, it's very simple. "

   Black snapped his fingers and said:

   "After the fog dissipates, Pandaria, a continent on the golden route of the South China Sea, will definitely attract competition from all sides, your position is too deadly.

   Your presence will bring about an irreversible change in the South China Sea route.

   And my request is.

   Except for the Hot Sand Consortium, no subordinates of the goblin chaebol are allowed to board Pandaria! None! They are not allowed to have any business dealings with Pandaria.

   Once I find out that you have the official commercial license issued by you, then I will be very angry, I wish you the master. "

   Having said that, Blake glanced at Dai Lin behind him.

   The latter coughed and said to Taran Zhu:

   "That's right, Master Zhu.

  The goblins who love wealth and will do anything for money are the source of disaster. Their bad character is out of tune with Pandaria, and those nasty guys are simply the epitome of desire.

  I know that the lack of sea power of the pandaren makes it difficult to stop the goblins from smuggling, but your loyal Kul Tiras friends are willing to help you solve this problem.

   As long as you allow us to have a small port here, I can guarantee that you will fulfill all the agreements with Black Shaw perfectly. "

  Blake didn't seem to hear Dai Lin's "slander".

   He didn't care about the development of Kul Tiras in Pandaria.

   In fact, this is what he likes to see. The harder the Kul Tiras fleet and the goblin chaebols fight, the more favorable it will be for the establishment of Black's imagined "Route Around Azeroth".

  Dailyn was willing to take the initiative to jump into this murky water, and it was too late for Blake to be happy.

   As for the interests of the undead pirates in Pandaria, don't joke, this condition does not need to be said at all. With the relationship between Black and the supreme gods, Pandaria will be the same as the hometown of the undead pirates in the future.

   Come when you want, go when you want.

   Provided, of course, that they couldn't be stopped by the Kul Tirans, but that wasn't Black's concern.

  Subordinates who can be stopped are trash!

   His fleet doesn't need waste!

   "I've never seen a goblin."

   Zhu Taran hesitated, he said:

   "But there are goblins in Pandaria, and they like to do business a lot, and they don't follow the rules, but if the goblins have the same character as the goblins."

   "Authentic goblins are much worse than earth spirits who only raise yaks."

   Black snorted and said:

   "I guess you must be worried about conflict with the goblins, but that's how the world works, my dear master Zhu, if you want to get my friendship, you have to give up the coppery friendship of the goblins.

  You can't be greedy and want everything.

  Alright, let’s stop here, Fina, take the guests out, it will take some time to finish here, let’s meet on the Nagfar later. "

"Oh."

  Fina responded, glanced curiously at Saratas who was suspended in the air, and dragged Taran Zhu away, Dai Lin glanced at Blake, and the admiral finally turned and left without saying anything.

   He has really complicated feelings for this increasingly capable renegade son, but he doesn't plan to say anything to Black in this place.

  Grom was the last to go.

   He obviously hadn't satisfied his desire to fight, and looked at Blake eagerly, but the latter made an "air blast" action on him, which made the orc chief grin.

   He picked up Gorehowl, shook his head, and after walking a few steps, he turned back and asked:

   "You're taking the mantid to Draenor?"

   "Tsk tsk, who said the Hellscream family had no brains?"

   Black exclaimed:

   "Isn't this very clever? Is this the 'power wisdom' of the giant killer family?"

   "Am I looking for a beating?"

   Grom, who had lost a lot of weight, waved his fist unhappily. Today, he seems to be extraordinarily "tolerant" of Black. In the past, this kind of provocation was enough for the orc chiefs to prepare for the massacre.

   "Just kidding.

   That's right, I'm taking them to Draenor, Zangarhai and Gorgrond that are good places to live for a long time and have enough 'prey' for the mantid to continue their 'great reincarnation' tradition. "

  Black sat on the disengaged titan lock, raised his legs, took out his pipe, and said:

   "Does Lord Grom have any comments or suggestions?"

"No."

  The War Chief shook his head, carried Gorehowl into the darkness, and after a few seconds, he whispered:

   "You're not going to ruin there, are you?"

   "I don't plan to do it for now."

   Black replied:

   "It's the home of the orcs after all, what? Lord Grom wants to go home? Do you need me to arrange it?"

  Grom's footsteps slowly faded away, and there was a sigh:

   "Not now, not until then."

   (end of this chapter)