Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1246 342. Ah, this line of prophets is too convoluted—[1125]

Since the Salameni sisters were made into revitalized blades by Black, there has been a soul-connected relationship between the two swords. ties have become stronger and stronger.

   Through the connection between these two swords, Black was able to merge his consciousness into Varian Wrynn's will.

   This is very troublesome.

   But the good thing is that the contactless connection will not leave any effect on Varian's soul without the need for a connection through void magic.

  Void is not a kind of force after all, especially when Varian is still a Holy Light Walker, once the two forces collide, it is likely to cause serious consequences that Black cannot control.

   After all, this is the realm of soul and will, and Dean Lanyue dare not say that he fully understands this mystery, and Black does not intend to try it casually.

   Of course, it's also because Varian has a "special status" in the hearts of pirates. After all, he was one of the men he admired back then, so he had to have a sense of ritual.

  If someone else was here, Black would definitely start without any scruples, and it would be the Void Impact at the will level.

   At this time, in Shaw personally leading the royal guards and the "guardian" on the third and third floors of the MI7 spy, Black held the black sword Eremeni with both hands on the sword and sat on the chair.

   Varian sat across from him in the same manner, leaning on Shalator.

   The wills of the two are in contact.

  The two sister swords are also buzzing, and they are also under pressure, but the sword girl who has become stronger does not care about this pressure, and they are still in the mood to chat.

   is about Varian Wrynn.

  Shalator said that she had a familiarity with Varian as an old friend, while Eremeni, who was more hot and second in character, angrily denounced her sister as a traitor who betrayed her master and had inappropriate thoughts on other men.

   And she Eremeni is extremely loyal to Blake Shaw, which is probably why she is the master's favorite sword girl.

The most embarrassing thing is that because of the relationship between holding a sharp sword, Varian can also hear the quarrel between the two swordsmen, which gives the young King His Majesty the beginning of the "wonderful life" of the stinky pirates every day. awareness.

  Look at others, their swords will quarrel with themselves.

   "Stabilize your mind, Your Majesty, don't think wildly."

  Blake suddenly said:

   "I can see what you have in mind in this case, so don't think about your private life with Queen Tiffin Elian, I'm not interested, and I don't want to see it.

  I have now been educated by various iron fists into a pure pirate with a noble soul. Don't contaminate my pure heart with your private life.

   Also, you think well.

   Alas, my daily life is so 'colorful'. You two, stop arguing and don't embarrass me in front of my friends, okay? "

   Under his scolding, the two sister swords finally quieted down, and their consciousness contacted more frequently.

  Black is a powerful spellcaster, he is more skilled at controlling consciousness than Varian is a warrior, so he hardly leaks any information about himself when contacted.

   was instead something in Varian's mind, and everything that should be seen and shouldn't have been read over and over again.

   Of course, the pirate's acting skills are quite superb.

   He still maintained an expressionless stance, and soon discovered an unusual "singularity of will" in Variana's will protected by the Holy Light.

   "Hey, Zera, come out and talk."

  Black first carefully blocked Varian's will temporarily, so as not to let his conversation with Zera affect him, and then took the initiative to touch the singularity of will, and he shouted to the other side:

"I think you want to see me, when I warned Illidan Stormrage to prevent you from further influence on Fao, and now come to interfere with the third 'believer' you choose, you Must be mad at me, right?

  Don't hide.

   I know you are here and I can be sure of your presence.

  In my eyes, you are not as mysterious as others think, you nasty 'tangram'! "

In the face of such a direct provocation from the pirates, the response of the Mother of Light, who connected the mysterious consciousness to Varian Wrynn, was also very direct. The golden light bloomed in front of Blake's consciousness, and almost everything in front of him was destroyed. Dyed into a sea of ​​golden light.

   And the crisp sound emanating from the core of the Holy Light, surrounded by joy like a chant.

   Not to mention being a believer of the Holy Light, even a guy with no faith here would be fascinated by this scene.

   This is not a cheap illusion or a false camouflage.

  Zera's debut ceremony has always been so exaggerated, this guy does have the strength and decency to call himself the "Mother of Light", but her scenes can't impress the well-informed stinky pirates.

   On the level of Varian's temporarily closed consciousness, Black sneered as he watched Zera's star image projected in the light before him appear.

   Varian said that he had seen in his dreams the mysterious symbols and golden geometric lines that accompanied the sound of guidance, but his description was inaccurate.

  Because Zera, a peculiar creature born in the Holy Light, "Naru", does not only have symbols and lines, they are solid, but their shape is also like what Blake called "a tangram".

   The torso is shaped like a glass with a very thin and thin energy-based holy light, and it rotates continuously under the guidance of a bright core.

   Their bodies are indeed shaped into very mysterious symbols, most of which have simple and complicated shapes, which are indeed fantastic and sacred enough for mortals.

   But in the eyes of pirates, this guy is more like a strange magic weapon than a real life.

"Welcome to your coming, the great Mother of Light, the first Naaru born during the Great Sequence of Light and Darkness, the ancestors and former leaders of all Naaru, the faith totem of the Holy Light Legion, the most troublesome enemy of the Burning Legion ."

  Blake said a long list of Zera's titles, which represented his understanding and familiarity with the "gorgeous debut" Holy Light Naaru in front of him.

   "I have no intention of fighting you, mysterious prophet of Azeroth."

  Zera didn't care about pirate hostility.

   With the whirling of her holy and gorgeous golden body and those faint chants, she switched her language and said to Blake in a rather mild human language:

   "Your past proves that you do have the ability to see through the future, but I don't know where your hostility to me comes from. I never wanted to hurt your world and your people.

  Everything I do is only to fulfill the mission given to me by the Holy Light, which is to protect the stars. "

  Zera's voice is very strange.

   is not the kind of very holy royal sister's voice. On the contrary, if you listen carefully, it still feels like a baby voice. This peculiar contrast makes the pirates dislike Zera even more.

   He waved his hand to express his attitude towards the statement of the Mother of Light in front of him.

He says:

   "Everything is fine with you, I believe you have no ill will towards my world, and I also believe that your 'guidance' to Fao and Varian is all out of helpful thoughts.

   The only problem is the mission you are attached to!

   Your starting point is evil and wrong. The more you do on this path, the more wrong you will be. Everyone eats the "prophet" bowl of rice, so I don't hide it anymore.

  I don't know what you saw when you were born in the era of the great sequence of light and darkness among the stars, I will tell you directly, it is all fake!

   is an illusion created by a **** right in front of your eyes.

   He did this only to encourage you not to bow your head to the Burning Legion, and to let your obstinate nature guide those warriors who could have escaped to remain on the battlefields of Argus, in a hopeless war.

  I can tell you plainly now that Illidan Stormrage is not the 'son of light and darkness' you imagined!

   Elune has never had such an outrageous prophecy about this strong being!

  You were taken advantage of.

   Your mission from birth to now is just a lie woven to advance war and death.

  It will make you sad to say that, but my dear Zera, it's time to turn back, before you were cut to pieces by the hand of the destined."

   "No reason!"

   Black's "persuasion" made Zera, who was very mild just now, furious. It seems that when it comes to the "mission" she insists on, this gentle Naaru has become unreasonably stubborn.

   She swirled her elegant and holy body and scolded the pirate who made the prophecy in front of her:

   "That's what I saw with my own eyes, before even these stars appeared! Your world was born after the prophecy of that fate, and Illidan Stormrage's life perfectly fits the description of "Son of Light and Darkness"

  I have seen the truth!

   And you ask me to choose between facts and prophecies to trust you more? "

   "Alas, good words can't persuade a damned ghost."

   Black shook his head and said:

   "When you see everything going down like a 'prophecy', don't you doubt that the 'prophecy' itself was arranged?

  You are an unqualified prophet.

   You have begun to persuade yourself.

you are hopeless!

  The Holy Light Corps you lead has traveled through different worlds ravaged by demons, fighting in different time streams. In some world legends, you have fought against demons for nearly a million years.

  Don't think about it, behind every difficult victory of the Holy Light Legion, how many souls were sent to the world of death by your own hands?

   Of course, I am not saying that fighting is bad.

   I mean, if you only see war in your eyes, you will only be reduced to the best **** in the hands of conspirators. Okay, I won't discuss this with you, fate will eventually reveal the truth to you.

   I have only one request! "

  The smelly pirate raised his head and shouted to the projection of the Mother of Light in front of him:

   "There is also a question of territorial division between guys who set up fortune-telling stalls on the same street. Look at how polite the Dark Prophet Zuldo is, look at you again!

  The impolite guy, over and over again, randomly interferes with my planned personal and world destiny in Azeroth. I think we should clarify this issue.

  My suggestion is, you leave my world right now with all your prophecies!

   And I'll give you a friendly farewell in return, what do you think? "

   "The fate of the Legion of Light is tied to Azeroth."

  Zera said softly:

   "This is something you, a mortal prophet, cannot stop. If you really believe in destiny, you should cooperate with me."

   "I can't stop the Legion of Light from sending death everywhere under your leadership, but you won't have to worry about the fate of Azeroth."

  Black rolled his eyes and snapped his fingers and said:

   "And I think I can help you solve the 'right to live' issue once and for all, for example, I can tell some 'enthusiastic' demon friends I know about your stronghold in Krokuun.

   Another example is the message you've been trying so hard to block from the members of the Legion of the Light.

   Deep in the ruins of Mac'Aree's Archon's Seat lies the truth that will bring the members of the Legion of the Light down. Guess what I would do? "

  Zera fell silent.

   Such silence was expected by the pirates, he sneered and said:

   "As I have gone deep into the Void Realm, I also have some research on the peculiar life of Naru, and I know that you also have the concept of 'life and death'.

   Even you, Zera.

   You also make a pleasing thump at the moment of death, and it turns into something 'fun'.

  Everything you try to hide is meaningless. Lord Adal, another Naaru leader who parted ways with you long ago, is very open to this issue.

  It never shy away from Naaru's 'light and dark duality', but you care about the cruel answer you don't want to face, which fully proves that you are a stubborn and a hypocrite at the same time.

   So, make a deal between prophets. "

  Black coughed, pointed in a random direction, and said:

   "Before I say the word 'go,' leave Azeroth with all the 'rubbish' you've collected, and never come back! Of course, with luck, we'll meet again soon.

   I mean, the face-to-face kind, so close that you can clearly see the disgust and disgust written all over my face, you utterly failed prophet.

   You are a disgrace in our business. "

  Zera After a long silence, she sighed and said in a low voice:

   "I just wanted to help."

   "I know, I understand your sincerity and dedication to the Holy Light."

  Blake spread his hands, seeing Zera softened, his tone was much gentler.

He says:

   "If you don't stick to that stupid mission, maybe we can be friends. But your biggest problem is that you're too firm, firm to stubborn, stubborn to stupid.

  You believe so much in what you see with your own eyes that you turn a blind eye to the kind reminders.

   That is an Achilles heel for prophets like us.

   You see, you still do not understand why your fellow naaru would rather follow Velen on the run across the stars than follow you further.

  Until you understand the reason, I really dare not be friends with someone like you who takes his own life seriously.

   Your stubbornness will kill me.

  Go away, give Varian his sanity back, and next time we meet, I wouldn't mind describing for you your current situation and the terrible conspiracy that envelops it all.

   The premise is, if you are still alive. "

  Black flicked his fingers, and when the golden holy light in front of him dissipated, he reminded again:

   "Don't try to sneak your core of Light that's still floating among the stars into Azeroth. If you do, I don't mind smashing it with my own hands!

I'm serious.

   The fate of the entire world is planned by your excellent peers, and there is no other prophet in this plan! There can only be one true prophet in Azeroth.

that's me!

   It can only be me! "

   (end of this chapter)