Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1315 65. No! Old Anzu and Azshara will form an alliance and join forces to kill mine

  For ordinary greedy people, plucking the wild goose is the basic skill, but there are always some guys who don't like to take the usual way, such as Blake Shaw, others' greed is to leave the hair, he is to leave the geese.

   Greed is real greed.

   If you don't want to die, you really don't want to die.

   Seeing that Blake was about to take away 98% of the remains of Rukhma, Ansu, the peerless old dog, was completely unable to suppress his anger, and taught Blake a lesson on the spot.

   Of course, considering that the old Ansu is already very old, and the stinky pirate is in his prime, then another bad scene of kicking the kindergarten and punching the nursing home was staged in Ansu's lair.

   But Blake is a respectable fellow after all, so he just used coercion to prevent Ansu from "suicide".

   The power of controlling emotions from the ancient venerables quickly penetrated into the spirit of the Raven God, instantly ending its anger, making Anzu quickly enter a state of "forced calm".

   "You! You must explain the necessity of your action!"

   Ansu was in a very strange state at this time.

   It clearly knows that it needs to be angry and that it needs to be angry, but there is only a disgust in its peaceful heart, but it cannot inspire anger.

   is like being "mentally castrated" all at once.

   It flapped its wings and squeaked at Black, and the pirate shrugged and repeated to Ansu the theory that Xal'atas had just said.

   also cited the example of the Wisdom Tianzun Yulong.

  Ansu had never seen the stone carvings of Yulong, but the unknown Miss Hisari Black Crow confirmed this statement. She also ate and saw it in Pandaria.

The sapphire sculpture of   Dragon Heart is a famous spectacle there.

   "Supreme gods like Yulong Tianzun, who were born from the force of life and merged with elements, do not need the support of physical remains when they are reincarnated and resurrected.

   From this point of view, Blake's argument is entirely valid. "

   Black Crow stroked his long burning hair and explained to Ansu:

   "And it is very troublesome for you to carry so many skeletons with you. If you have to keep Rukhma's skeleton intact, then you have to put a lot of effort into maintaining it.

   But these bones will gradually lose their strength with the passage of time. After all, the spirit of the sun has died. Decay is the fate of the dead. This is part of the natural cycle.

   Rather than stubbornly seeking material integrity, it is better to seek symbolic unity. "

  The Arch Druid explained with the theory of the natural school:

   "Lord Black has promised to gather Rukhma's complete soul on the bones in your hands, so it doesn't really matter whether the other parts are preserved."

   "Yeah, my friend."

  Black gave a compliment to Miss Black Crow, and he persuaded Ansu:

   "The remains of the goddess you left here are more of a memorial, but now that you have the key to resurrecting Rukhma, it's time to look to the future.

   Putting this pile of things here can only show your twist and perversion.

  It's not good for your reputation either.

   Come, I will start helping you gather Rukhma's soul and will now. This is a process that requires your full attention. You can't disturb me. "

   After saying that, the pirate took a few steps back and stood in front of Rukma's blackened bird bone. Under Anzu's complicated gaze, he reached out and touched the remains of the Sun Spirit.

  Xalatas laughed as he wished, and transferred his dark will to Rukhmar's remains little by little without disturbing others.

   is very much like the "occupation" of the banshees.

   With the transfer of her huge will, the will that belonged to Rukma contained in this skeleton was also stripped away bit by bit and pushed out of the skeleton.

  Because Rukhmar's original will has been dead for more than thousands of years, this will is very fragile, so Xalatas has to "creepy" slowly.

   A little carelessness will irritate her.

   The process took nearly an hour to finally complete.

However, the effect was very good. Because of the stimulation of Xal'atath's void power, the sleeping Rukhmar's will appeared a little "active", especially in the small piece of bones that she was transferred to Anzu's eyes. When he was in the middle of the night, Old Ansu even clearly heard the sigh and call of his goddess in the dream of death.

   That's what Rukhma was still talking about when he died thousands of years ago, that's Rukhma calling Anzu's name when he was dying.

   This scene made the old licking dog burst into tears.

   couldn't hold back at all.

   Sadness drowned it again, making Old Ansu seem to have returned to the day when Rukhma died, and its spiritual world also collapsed on that day.

  If Black and Hisari Crow were not still here, Anzu would definitely hide in the lair with the goddess's skull and cry.

   Alas, who is not a sad baby anymore?

   "Look, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

  After completing the ceremony, Blake put on a "tired" gesture very playfully. He rubbed his forehead, and said to the complex-eyed old Ansu:

   "You can also feel that Rukma's complete and lifelike soul is in this small piece of bones in front of you, and it is because of the gathering that she is more 'live' than before.

  As long as you carry it with you, you can more clearly feel that Rukma is always by your side.

  Your goddess has never left you, you poor and lucky infatuated crow, so what you have to do now is not anger, nor regret, nor sadness!

  You useless old man, cheer up and work harder, bastard!

   Now is the time to prepare everything in advance for the resurrection of your goddess. If everything goes well, I am sure to advance this matter within a month or two, but you can speed up this matter through your own practical actions.

do you understand me? "

"Understand!"

  Being "forced to calm down", Ansu put the wind-made chain of the remains of Rukhma's soul in front of him very preciously. He glanced at Blake and said:

   "I'll return to Skettis now, and call on the fallen arakkoa to join the anti-magic camp in Shadowmoon Valley. Those disobedient **** will be driven out of Skettis, and may Setai consume their souls!

  Say, what else do you need them for?

   Say it all. "

   "Then I'm welcome, you let the most eloquent **** among them, the 'ravenclaw priests' who are responsible for guiding the spirit and faith of the fallen arakkoa, to Azeroth!

  I want them to spread the prophecies of the coming demons around that new world, and let them tell the inhabitants of that world about Draenor.

  I need them to speak up to prove the truth of my dark prophecy. "

  Blake rubbed his hands and said to Ansu rudely:

   "After all, not all the fallen arakkoa are bastards, and there are many priests loyal to you in Skettis, aren't they? They are all useful people, and if they are useful, they should be used well.

   Give them a chance to live and let them serve our common cause.

in addition"

  The pirate pointed his finger at the Great Druid of Flame who was standing beside him, and he said to Anzu:

   "This Thesari Black Raven Arch Druid comes from a natural order that worships the demigods of the wilderness, and they have the ability to learn from the demigods and incarnate as beasts to fight.

   As long as they get the blessing of the demigods, their recruits can learn the power of incarnation faster. If you have nothing to do, you can choose some talented young people from them.

The decline and marginalization of the   Raptor Druid is not a day or two.

   The Mother of Birds whom they worshiped died in battle 10,000 years ago. Without a physical body, it is difficult for her to fully convey the wisdom of the wings and the sky to the apprentices.

   But you are also a demigod of the sky, old Ansu, although your wings are twisted and unable to fly, the sky is still your domain, pass on your knowledge to them,

   They will adore you.

  I know you don't care about this, but you have to think about it for Lord Rukma.

   If she is bound to the primordial fire of Azeroth and is to live in Azeroth in the future, she will also need some followers and servants to serve her. "

  The smelly pirate blinked and said:

   "You can't let the noble and beautiful Lord Rukma do everything by himself, handling the trivial chores of his daily food and cleaning the nest?

   Is that appropriate? "

   "Of course it's inappropriate."

   Ansu snorted arrogantly, combing his beautiful feathers with his wide mouth, and said:

   "My Rukhma should devote herself to preaching the virtues of the sun, how can she waste so much time on the trivial matters of life? Well, your proposal is very good, the noble goddess does indeed need some loyal servants.

   like those arakkoa who had the honor to serve her.

  I will examine these druids. "

   This answer surprised Silitha Black Crow. Although Anzu was unable to fly, it could be seen from the short battle before that this old crow had two brushes.

   Once supported by it, the Raptor Druids who have always been in an awkward position in the Druid group will definitely be able to develop by leaps and bounds, which makes Miss Black Crow temporarily put aside her inner prejudice against Black.

   She nodded to the smelly pirate and said to Ansu:

   "Then, Lord Anzu, please take some time to accompany me to Gorgrond. I would like to introduce you, a noble person who is interested in maintaining the power of nature, to our leader.

   Lord Deer Helmet will surely be delighted by this.

  I will also summon my mentor, the current leader of the Druids of the Raptor, Skywhitter, to come to Draenor to talk to you about learning in person. "

   "Go, go, have a good talk with your future colleagues and Rukhma's future servants."

  The pirate also said goodbye with a smile on his face:

   "No need to worry about Rukhmar's remains, I promise! I swear by Proudmoore's surname that every single bone of hers will be used in the most appropriate place!

  You will meet again soon, my dear and infatuated Ansu.

   Take the time to play around with your image.

   Now you are as desolate as an old dog with a broken spine. No girl would like you in such a poor and desolate state. "

  Under the urging of the pirates, Anzu left his lair reluctantly.

   It looked back frequently and always felt that it was not a good idea to put the relic of the goddess with such a bad guy.

   But when he felt the familiar breath of Rukhma from the bones hanging around his neck, Ansu's empty heart was greatly satisfied and comforted.

  Although the process was bad, it undoubtedly rekindled hope for the future.

   Watching Ansu and Hisari leave this hidden mountain lair through the Gate of Shadows, Black suddenly let out a sigh of relief, feeling that this dog licking is really difficult.

   In the next moment, before he turned his head, there was a collision and friction like a skeleton behind him, and a creepy sound like the moment a flame was ignited on the firewood.

   A cold wind blows behind the pirates.

  Black turned his head and saw that a large number of dark purple void fires were flying out of Rukhma's charred bird bones, very much like the resurrection of the Sun Spirit after being infected by the void.

  Those faint purple flames wrapped around Rukma's body and wings, and gathered delicate flame feathers in a quite elegant posture, just like putting on a seductive purple dress for a lady.

   Just a few minutes later, the Sun Spirit Rukhma was "resurrected" under Blake's astonished gaze.

  Although the color of the flame is a bit odd, it is not as bright, solemn and noble as the legendary sun-flying eagle born from the sun, but the flame is the flame.

  In the filling of flames, Draenor gave birth to the most beautiful natural life and raised its head again in a low neigh.

   Her figure is elegant and slender, her wide burning tail feathers resemble the skirt of a raging flame, and the flame crown on top of her head makes her look like the Queen of the Sky.

   With the flapping of the burning wings, a small void phoenix emerged in the flames, whistling and revolving around the body of "Rukma", bringing her more mysterious aura.

   The sky standing on Blake's shoulders was dumbfounded.

  Reborn as a flaming phoenix, it looked at the Void Eagle standing on the ground and ready to fly, and it began to seriously consider whether to change its form again.

   The Sunlight Eagle in front of me also seems to be very beautiful and mighty.

   "Well, my dear little master, do you think my new outfit looks good?"

Xalatas, who is driving the new body, is very skillful in shrinking and reshaping this body of flame, so that she can fade away the feathers of flame in the package of the flames of the void, and turn into a tall crow in the swaying and swaying feathers of flames. The queen of people strolled out.

  Rukma is the **** of the arakkoa, and when she incarnates in human form, she naturally also looks like the arakkoa.

  Human bird head, with a crown and arakkoa robes, with folded wings extending above his arms, as well as bird claws and feet.

  It has to be said that female arakkoa actually have their own special beauty.

   The slender physique is very similar to the harpies of Azeroth, but there is no doubt that the arakkoa has a much better temperament than the fallen harpies who have become bandits and live in their own excrement.

   "Pretty is pretty, like the queen of the arakkoa who fell into the void."

  Black rubbed his chin, admiring Satalas who was pouting and posing, but he quickly shook his head and said:

   "But I'm a traditional man, my little sweetheart, I still can't accept a wild and beautiful arakkoa as my partner, probably because the evolution of human beings can't accept such a weird aesthetic."

   "Hey, isn't it just changing the shape of flesh and blood? This is the specialty of our void creatures."

  Dark Essence sneered, and she stretched out her hands in front of Blake's eyes, spinning her body, swaying like a lively dance.

   As the pieces of flame feathers were scattered and stripped away, the arrogant and wild arakkoa queen quickly took off her feathers and turned into an elf that he was quite familiar with under the gaze of the pirates.

  White jade skin, tall stature, long hair as white as the moon, amber eyes, and extremely bold dress and makeup.

   "Oh, that is, Rukhma's foundation is good enough that I have the confidence to make my own elf form based on her."

  Xalatas stroked his cheek, winked at Blake and said:

   "Ordinary 'clothes' can't imitate 1% of the amazing beauty of 'Light in Light' when shaping, and what is even more difficult to imitate is her arrogant temperament.

  Rukma is also a notoriously arrogant guy, and the temperament of the Sun Queen is just perfect for this body. "

   Black's dark little girlfriend approached him under the stunned gaze of her boyfriend, looked down at the smelly pirate with a height difference a head taller than Black, cupped his face in both hands and leaned over to give the pirate a warm kiss.

   She was about to move when she finally had a body.

   Want to officially join this increasingly fierce "mate battle". Apparently, Maiev's presence put Xal'atas under so much pressure that she made a risky move.

   "If Azshara knew what happened here, she would definitely kill us both desperately."

  Black looked at Xalatas, who was pouting and his eyes became watery. He shrugged and said:

   "If old Anzu knew that you used Rukhmar's body to do this kind of thing, it would definitely kill us both desperately, maybe it would join forces with Azshara."

   "So what?"

   Xalatas snorted and said:

   "Will you stop doing good things because you are afraid of them? My little master, since you are pursuing excitement, you must follow through to the end."

"how could be?"

  Blake licked his lips and showed a presumptuous smile. He put his hand on the shoulders of the "new clothes" that Saratas had specially shaped as "Light in the Light", and whispered in her ear:

   "Isn't this a kind of NTR that makes people feel bold, shameful and tempting? Ah, I'm such a sinful man."

   "But now, be serious. We have guests, my queen"

   (end of this chapter)