Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1316 66. Madam, are you hiring me to kill your husband?

   Xalatas in "new clothes" looked unhappy.

   She has taken great care to transform her appearance into Queen Azshara, which is a rare honor. Apart from elves, there are very few people who have seen Azshara herself.

  I originally planned to take this opportunity to use this hot and passionate body and my little master to relive the sweet dreams of the past, but every time this kind of good time, there are people who don't open their eyes to disrupt the situation.

   Damn it!

   The dark essence complained so, but she also felt the powerful consciousness that was approaching, and she whispered to Black:

   "Are you doing this on purpose? Little master, is it time for your 'guest' to visit at this time? Are you so afraid of me?"

   "I really want to discuss Queen Azshara's temperament with you, but trust me, Xal'atas, this is really not something I arranged for."

   Black pouted and said:

   "You should avoid it first, after all, at a certain time in the past, you were going to call this 'guest' 'mother', wouldn't it be embarrassing to meet you like this now?

  I think no matter how cold-blooded a guy is, after killing someone's daughter, he should feel guilty when facing his mother, right? "

   "I just borrowed her daughter's body, it's not me who really killed Onyxia."

   Xal'atas snorted.

   She stood on Black's body, transformed her body with void magic, and quickly transformed herself into a female assassin wearing a dark assassin's suit and a full-coverage helmet for camouflage.

   Like the followers of the Uncrowned Master, they stood beside Black with their hands tied.

   Less than a minute after she finished her appearance, a huge black shadow appeared in the sky of the peaks of Arak in this dead night.

  It **** its huge wings, just like the high-ranking king who reigns here, it is really hard to imagine that such a huge creature does not make much noise when flying.

   is not like other black dragons swearing his own strength and his own breath as rudely.

   If you have to compare, the huge dragon in front of you, which is a circle bigger than the other black dragons, is more like Ysera's flying posture, showing some nobility and elegance.

   Such temperament is not difficult to find in other dragons, but it is very rare for black dragons that have long since fallen.

   "See those ugly scars on her?"

  Xalatas whispered behind Black:

   "Those on the wings, those on the body, and those on the back were torn apart and re-bridled, but the corrupted power invaded the body, and even the powerful self-healing power of the black dragon could not eliminate these traces.

Looking at her, it is not difficult to think of what this poor dragon mother was tormented by the mad Deathwing. I heard that after the War of the Ancients, Deathwing, who became a monster because of the eruption of the void, was in unbearable pain. Forced mating with female dragons

   All female dragons are dead.

  Only the one left in front of him, Sinestra, the mother of black dragons.

   What a poor female.

  I can't imagine what supported her to persevere. The pain was not a simple humiliation and tearing. Deathwing turned her into a monster with void power. "

   "Perhaps because of the mother's desire to protect her child?"

  Blake admired the black dragon mother who was slowly falling from the dark night, the body was covered with scars, not beautiful but full of strength, he said:

   "If Lady Sinestra didn't stand up at that time, do you think Deathwing's madness would spare her daughter? Onyxia is also a female dragon."

   "Well, is that so?"

   Xalatas knowingly said in the ear of the pirate:

   "The mother who cares so much for her children has arrived, so do the thugs who killed her daughter feel guilty?"

   "Ha, so you're waiting for me here?"

  Blake pouted, and he blocked all kinds of questions from the wicked Xal'atas with one sentence.

He says:

   "Onyxia shouldn't be dead, right?

   Her body is alive and well, it's nothing more than the little problem of dissipating her soul. As long as the dragon mother is willing, I can give her a lively and better-behaved daughter at any time. "

   "You cold-blooded lunatic! Listening to what you said, I can't listen to a single dark essence."

   Xalatas snorted and whispered:

   "As expected of a shameless pirate, stealing the concept is a good game. Look, she's here, and she looks very angry. Be careful, this female dragon is not easy to deal with."

   In front of the pirates, the Mother of Black Dragons, who fell on the ground, transformed herself from the black dragon form into a Quel'dorei elf wearing red chain mail with a skilled transfiguration technique.

   But unlike other elves, she chose gray hair for herself, not the withered gray, but a peculiar color similar to granny gray.

   This somewhat added a cold temperament to the elf lady in front of her.

   Her long hair fell over her shoulders and strode towards Blake with a menacing gesture.

   When she approached, the pirate also found that the dragon mother's hair was not completely shawl, but also left a small amount tied into a braid, which went around the neck and hung down on the chest.

   "Madam, your hairstyle is so dangerous."

  The pirate whispered in his heart, then greeted him with a smile, and said to the dragon mother in front of him with a very standard noble etiquette:

   "First meeting, I salute you, Countess."

  The black dragons have been together in human society for too long, so they also have a title similar to "noble".

   But this is a name that only black dragons know.

The name    made Sinestra raise her eyebrows. She looked at the pirate who was leaning over in front of her, and said indifferently:

   "The legendary Master Black is really well-informed, but I don't want to lie to you. In the news from afar, I heard that my poor daughter died in your hands?"

   "That's why gossip is so annoying, my dear Countess."

  The pirates did not panic.

   He stood up straight, took out a high-level photo of the Nagfar, and handed it to the Dragon Mother, explaining:

   "The so-called death of Princess Onyxia is just the smoke we let out to avoid being targeted by other dragon legions. In fact, Her Royal Highness is currently a guest on my ship.

   I even invited her to be my first mate,

  If you want to meet your daughter in the future, I'd be happy to give her a holiday to come to see you, or simply dismiss her from my ship and let her come back to you to do filial piety or something. "

   Sinestra looked at the photo in her hand. In the photo, her daughter stood beside the smelly pirate in human form, maintaining a low-key but gentle smile.

The smile of    is the peace that the mother dragon rarely sees in the black dragons, which made the mother feel a little emotional.

   As for the authenticity of the photo, there is no need to doubt it.

  Dragon mother also knows a little about the little inventions of gnomes. This gnome camera will leave a timestamp in the corner of the photo when it is taken. As we all know, the time of the photo cannot be modified, so this must be true.

   And this time stamp was taken exactly a month ago, when the Nagfar was still in Pandaria, and the White Tiger Temple behind the crowd looked very beautiful as the background.

   This also made the mother dragon heave a sigh of relief.

   She didn't return the photo to Blake, but put it away, her tone was milder, and she waved her hand and said:

   "You don't have to send her back, let her hide on your ship, this hellish world is not friendly to black dragons, and I don't want her to run back at this time.

Whether   Draenor will survive the wrath of the demons remains to be seen.

  So, Black, why did you entrust the draenei to invite me to meet you in Spires of Arak? I hear you're busy forming a draenei, human and orc anti-magic coalition?

   Are you planning to let our black dragon join in? "

   "I have this plan."

  Black said calmly:

   "After all, the black dragon was also the guardian of the world. Although we are not in Azeroth, the world needs guardians at this moment.

   So, the Countess will not consider my suggestion?

  The black dragons have a bad reputation in Azeroth, but no one in Draenor knows what you did 10,000 years ago. You can change places, incognito, and start over.

   Although this world is not rich, it is not difficult to feed the black dragons that are now dying. "

   "No, we have no interest in protecting the world."

  Dragon Mother indifferently rejected the pirate's suggestion, she said:

   "You know what the outside world says about the black dragon.

   They say that we are fallen, that our bodies and minds have been infused with corruption and evil, that our souls are no longer pure, that we have been polluted from our bloodline sources.

  Evil is our innate curse, darkness flows in every black dragon's veins.

   Let me tell you, Blake.

   They are all right.

  We cannot control our evil thoughts, we will involuntarily play dark tricks where we exist, spreading all kinds of corrupt corruption.

  We are the servants of a horrible thing, and the so-called reformation is not a future that we can choose. "

   "I never trust outsiders' gossip."

   Facing the refusal of the Dragon Mother, the pirate rubbed his chin with his fingers and said;

   "And my black dragon friends are very enthusiastic, I think they are good people, very good."

   "Your black dragon friend?"

  Black Dragon Mother was surprised by Black's words, and she asked back:

"The black dragons in Azeroth are now under the command of my son Nefarios, and the rest of the black dragons have followed me to Draenor, with only a few madman guards who are loyal to my husband. Rock Island.

   Do you have any other black dragon friends besides my daughter?

   Are those stragglers? "

"more or less."

   The pirate was thinking of Noir Horn, the soulwalker.

   But at this moment, an idea suddenly popped up. He looked up and down the black dragon mother, who exuded a mature and cold temperament. After a few seconds, he said:

   "I have a question that may offend you, Countess, no, it might be better to call you 'Madame', after all, my husband and I, Your Excellency Deathwing, are somewhat 'friends'."

   "Ask whatever you want."

  Dragon Mother waved her hand and said boringly;

   "But let's not invite the black dragon to save the world or something. We came to Draenor with a mission, although the current situation of the demonic invasion is completely unable to allow us to fulfill the orders that my spouse ordered.

   This is really regretful and relaxing

   At least I can stay away from it in the name of doing a mission. "

   Sinestra did not shy away from other people when she complained about Deathwing, which made it easy for Black to capture the Mother Dragon's disgust for the World Destroyer.

   Think about it too, how could a normal woman like her crazy husband who thinks about destroying the world all day, and hooks up with the Void forces?

  The pirate shook his head and threw the idea out of his head.

   he asked in a low voice:

   "Madam, you should be the first batch of black dragons transformed from the ancestor dragon with the world destroyer. Your age is considered old among giant dragons. So, can you still give birth?"

"Um?"

   This strange question made Sinestra and Xal'atas, who was behind Black, widen their eyes at the same time.

   Good guy.

   This is really a "slightly offensive" question.

  Smelly pirate, is your brain broken, how can you ask such a question?

   Don't you even greet each other?

   "Your question makes me feel like you're challenging my bottom line!"

  Dragon Mother instantly raised her face and said indifferently:

   "Do you think of me as one of those unruly brats with a chaotic life? Did you know that saying such a thing in front of a dragon queen will bring you disaster?"

   "No no no, I am really discussing this issue with you in an academic mentality. Please listen to what I have to say next."

  Black raised a thumb and waved it in front of the Dragon Mother, saying:

   "If, well, I mean if, if Azeroth still had a pure black dragon whose bloodline wasn't tainted by Deathwing's fall, and it was a male.

   Can you and his union produce a new generation of pure black dragon cubs? "

   The meaning revealed by this question made Sinestra frown tightly. It is definitely not a good thing to be able to accompany the female black dragon who has not been killed for so many years by Deathwing.

  Xalatas has said that she doesn't like to stay with the Dragon Mother very much as Onyxia, because she feels that the Dragon Mother may find something abnormal at any time.

   This is enough to prove Sinestra's keen perception.

   She realized that there was something in Black's words. After a few minutes of silence, the Dragon Mother glanced at Black and said:

   "When Tyre performed rituals for the Five Dragon Kings, we, the original followers, were also strengthened, and my body was old but still able to lay eggs.

   As for your 'hypothesis' it's interesting.

   The premise is that the male black dragon must be really pure, and I have to be pulled out of the body by the power of the void forcefully infused by Deathwing. So, does a pure black dragon really exist?

  Master Black, no, Black Prophet, tell me, is there really any hope for the Black Dragonflight? "

   "He can exist, just like the hopes of the black dragons can exist, it's just a matter of simple probability."

   Seeing that Ms. Sinestra was hooked, the pirate laughed like a fox who stole a chicken. He snorted, took out a pipe from his hand and put it in his mouth, and said to the female dragon in front of him:

   "The premise is that Deathwing cannot exist. They are like a pair of 'paradoxes', and only one can exist at the same time. Do you know what I mean? My dear lady."

   "Then kill it!"

   Mother Dragon grinned.

   He popped out a gold coin and threw it in the pirate's palm, and said in a noble lady's tone:

   "I've heard you're the best assassin in Azeroth, and I'm hiring you to kill my grumpy husband so I can find me a lover who will make me happy.

  This employment, can you do it? Mr Black. "

"My blade is ready to serve you, ma'am, and even the troubling void force I'd be happy to remove for you, to make you pure again, and to radiate your amazing mature charm to charm that everything Little young lover who doesn't know."

  The pirate glanced at the gold coin in his hand and said:

   "But it's hard for me to help you with that kind of money.

   I mean, madam, you have to come up with something that will make me willing to assassinate the Destroyer. After all, it's normal for a pirate and killer like me to charge a bit more.

   Now, do you want to reconsider saving the world? "

   (end of this chapter)