Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1364 114. More points this time, it may not be there in the future

   "In all my legends, I am not a miserly ruler, my dear servant."

In the gloomy and gloomy cockpit of the Reaper, in the magic mirror in front of Blake, Denathius the Great waved his hand. He put the blood-red wine glass in his hand, and changed to a gentler and more formal attitude. Blake.

   He said:

   "I know that a person who has made a good contribution deserves a reward commensurate with his contribution, and if I don't keep the reward and punishment clear, then my followers will soon be disaffected.

   I can be cruel to the Venthyr because they are my heirs and they exist by my will.

   But you are not.

  You are from the stars of matter, you are flesh and blood, you are a guest of another world to us, and I cannot treat you the way I treat my subjects, my dear Blake.

  I must give you enough rewards to satisfy your expectations and continue to ask you to dedicate your loyalty to me with peace of mind. I have always known how expensive loyalty is.

  Tell me, Blake, what do you want from me? "

  The Great Emperor chuckled and said:

   "Don't be restrained, say everything you desire, I will do my best to meet your needs, and your giving is worthy of my generosity."

"Uh"

  Black wanted to be polite.

   But thinking that he was talking to an Eternal who had lived for an unknown number of years, the age of the emperor in front of him was estimated to be much older than that of a Titan like Sargeras.

   He is another Venthyr who is good at conspiracy and cunning. It is not necessary to try to disguise in front of such a guy.

   So the stinky pirate rubbed his hands and said to the magic mirror:

   "Then, I'm welcome, my majesty."

   "Go ahead, I'm listening."

  Denasius the Great maintained a gentle attitude. His blood-red eyes stared at Black through the mirror, as if he wanted to penetrate the soul of a pirate.

   This is a gaze across the veil of life and death, a dialogue across countless worlds.

   The conversation alone is legendary enough.

   "I am facing a war, my dear majesty, I know that your eyes are on the stars, and you have no interest in the strife of the earth, and I also know that my war is as boring as the conflict of ants in your eyes.

   But since I just found a master for Frostmourne, and thus offended most of the world, I will not get any support in the next war. "

  The pirate made a pitiful look, and said to Denathus the Great:

   "I can only rely on my own weak fleet and the strength of most of Azeroth to fight, it is too difficult, I need a strong, loyal, brave enough to swept all the enemies of the army.

  I take the liberty to ask you to lend me the mighty Stoneborn Legion.

  The lease period is five hundred years. "

   "You really have a good eye, Blake."

   Denathius the Great laughed and said:

   "At a glance, I chose the only army under my command that can pass through the curtain of life and death at this time, but my Stoneborn Legion is responsible for maintaining the order of Revenders, and I can't give you too much.

  Three thousand people, is that enough? "

   "Enough, enough!"

  Blake's eyes shone.

   He said in his heart that Emperor Denathius was generous, and when he opened his mouth, he was a stone-born army of 3,000 people. To be honest, the pirates thought that it would be very good to borrow 500 people.

   That's the Stoneborn.

   There is only one simple description about this strange race. The Stoneborn of Revendez once fought off the Naaru Legion that invaded the dead country in the long past!

  The legion formed by a large group of Holy Light Naaru collapsed in Revendez, and that failure was also one of the reasons for the division of the Naaru.

  Denasius the Great didn't even do it himself, relying on the stone descendants to repel the Naru, the fighting power of these rock beings is evident.

   They are a proper legendary race!

   is like a dragon.

   Of course, the single combat power of the Stoneborn is not as exaggerated as that of the dragon, but the army of 3,000 Stoneborn is enough for the stinky pirates to sweep the entire frozen sea.

   "Then, three thousand stoneborn pioneers, I will assign an excellent commander to lead them to Azeroth to join you."

  Denasius the Great folded his hands and said to Black:

   "They will serve you as your personal bodyguard for five hundred years, and even if you die in the shadow world, they will continue to serve you.

   But to be honest, this award is not enough for your excellent contribution.

   I can give you more, Blake.

  Say it.

   What more do you want? "

   "Your generosity shames all the greats in the entire material constellation, my dear majesty."

   The smelly pirate complimented him.

   The next moment, he raised his head and said:

   "As your loyal servant, I probably shouldn't ask for more greedily, but there is one thing I must get a fair verdict from you.

  While I was serving your cause, the Nathrezim under your command interfered, apparently putting their own reputation and idle pride ahead of your greatness.

   This is unbearable for a loyal servant like me!

   Their messing almost ruined my plan, especially that nasty and arrogant Jin Tessa, who, relying on your favor, almost ended up in an unfinished situation in Draenor and Azeroth.

   And her stupid failure this time has also seriously affected the Nathrezim's right to speak in the Burning Legion, which will directly interfere with the efficiency of the dreadlords serving you.

   I hope she gets punished!

   And this punishment should be imposed on her by me. "

   "Huh? Are you snitching on me? My servant."

  Black's private complaint amused Denathius the Great.

   The Eternal looked at Blake's standard "little man's success" appearance, the pirate's interpretation of a "court clown" image was so real and exaggerated that the emperor covered his stomach and laughed, leaning back and forth.

   He, the Eternal One, has not been so happy for a long time.

   But after laughing, the great emperor, who was in a good mood, raised his face and said to Black:

"However, my loyal Kim Tessa also submitted a complaint about you to me yesterday, she said exactly the same as yours, and she is also accusing you of acting recklessly on my trust and seriously sabotaging the plans of the Nasrezims. .

   She said she could have completed her selection of Frostmourne sword bearers before, insisting that Velen was a better fit for the Lich King than Anduin Lothar. "

   "Ah, please excuse my next rudeness, my noble majesty, but there is no doubt that Tessa Jin is farting!"

  Blake scolded with righteous indignation:

   "Velen's weakness and his foresight has been demonstrated over the past tens of thousands of years, a soul enlightened by the Holy Light, stripped of his divine identity and meaningless in my opinion.

   Omniscient and Almighty You are well aware of the Achilles' heels in Velen's soul, and once he becomes the Lich King, these weaknesses can be used by enemies to attack him.

  If it were me, I would attack Velen.

  Three days!

   In three days at most I can make that weak prophet choose suicide.

How could such a soul be the most perfect sword bearer for Frostmourne? He simply cannot control the sword of dominance forged by the soldier master himself, and he will become a failure in your great plan!

   More importantly, Velen was remembered by Kil'jaeden.

  The identity of the prophet is too complicated, which will affect the advancement of your great cause, so Jin Taisha is just shirking responsibility. "

  The smelly pirate blinked, and said shamelessly and calmly to Emperor Denasius:

   "Her conspiracy was easily destroyed by me, and my conspiracy was carried out to the end under her obstruction, which is enough to prove that my conspiracy is 10,000 times more perfect than her ridiculous plan!

  I have heard that a passion for intrigue is an admirable virtue in your realm of Revenders.

   Therefore, even if you don't start from the result, but only from the perspective of dark wisdom, Jin Taisha is also a loser. How can you work with such a loser to do great things for you, Your Majesty?

   She simply does not have the ability to command Nathrezim!

  My Majesty, she needs to be dispatched to me to learn the wisdom of conspiracy with me. With her dull aptitude, I think it will take her at least 10,000 years to learn my dark wisdom."

   "You're so good, Blake."

  Denasius the Great raised his hand, applauding and saying:

   "I've been persuaded by you, I can't find any reason to refute you, if you were born in Ravendes, you would definitely become the most terrible court jester in the history of this blood country.

   But I don't hate your sophistry.

   You are right, in my kingdom, the passion for intrigue is a virtue that should be celebrated.

   Just do as you say, Jin Taisha's shameful failure has made her lose my favor, and she will be exiled beside you as your servant.

   Sentence

a thousand years!

   I hope this punishment will cheer up the Nathrezim who have been weary for the past few thousand years. As the heirs I have shaped, their performance in the material world is really disappointing to me. "

   "Thank you for your generosity, Your Majesty."

  Blake got two things in a row that he longed for, and he had a ridiculous idea of ​​"whether to surrender to the endless emperor".

   But soon, the new task proposed by Denathius made the pirates instantly dispel all the commotion.

   In front of his eyes, the Eternal Emperor picked up the glass of blood again, he put the beautiful liquid in front of his eyes and shook it gently, the red wine and his dark red eyes gleamed together.

   In the background of the lavish palace and the sound of the extravagant, Denathius the Great said softly:

"The Nathrezim made a suggestion to me, they said that Anduin Lothar's qualifications still need to be observed, and the 'helm of dominance' that can make him truly the voice of death forces in the material world also needs to be Granted only after Lothar has demonstrated his abilities.

  I also had to be cautious.

   After all, his existence is related to my planning for a whole eternity of time, so go and help Lothar, my dear servant. Raise the storm of death on magical Azeroth

  I want to see the imbalance of life and death in that world, and I want to see the power of the Lich King chosen by you for me.

  If he can't do it, if he fails me, then I have to choose a new life. Fortunately, I am very patient, and I also think that patience is the only virtue. "

   "The dreadlords are just unwilling to fail, my lord."

  Blake spit out:

   "You are bewitched by the group of shameless jesters with three tongues, such an assessment is not necessary at all, the Burning Legion is about to attack Azeroth, and a protracted war that is rare among the stars is about to begin.

   The death accumulated in this battle is enough to break the balance of life and death. And if Lothar gets the Helm of Domination, this victory for you will only come faster. "

   "You're trying to seduce me, Blake."

  Denasius the Great lost his smile, his blood-red eyes stared at Black, and he said:

   "You are making a terrible attempt, which may mean that your loyalty is not pure, but I am not worried about this, I just made the most appropriate judgment based on my interests.

   Do you have any objection to this?

   Is it because my choice affects your interests? My dear servant, are you putting your own interests ahead of my greatness?

   Just like you accused the Nathrezim just now. "

"NO, I have not."

  The pirate shrugged and said with a smile:

   "I am only making my suggestion to you, my wise majesty, but if this is your final decision, then as a loyal servant, I will naturally take your will.

   A death storm that swept across Azeroth, right?

   You will see!

   But in order to achieve this goal, I need to take the liberty of borrowing one more thing from you. "

   Black made a gleaming move.

   He said to Denathius the Great:

   "The last prisoner of the Battle of Light and Darkness that broke out on the frontier land of Revenders years ago, the ancestor Naaru, who was imprisoned by you in the Hall of Atonement.

   I learned from the other naaru that her name was 'Zlarly'.

  Her existence is just a symbol of pleasure and punishment for you, but if she gets into my hands, she can easily bring you more deaths.

  I need her!

   is just to send her to the material world in a suitable way, so that she can't be suspicious. "

   "What do you want her to do?"

   Denathius the Great frowned and said:

   "A weak and maddening primogenitor naaru, I don't see any benefit to me in releasing her."

   "No no no, my dear majesty, not only the darkness can deceive people, but also the light!"

   Blackla said in a long voice:

   "The brighter the light in front of you, the harder it is to see the road ahead.

  Argus's Holy Light Legion was led by another nasty naaru commander who thought he had seen through his fate. They fanatically fought against the demons, constantly sending souls to your great cause to add to the bricks and mortar.

   But their pettiness is out of date.

  I will replace their leader with a more stubborn and extreme naaru, and I will let their new leader lead them bravely into the final battle against the Burning Legion.

  I want to make them bloom like fireworks, dedicating more death and sacrifice, so that your great cause can be greatly promoted.

   Think about it, my sire.

  What horrors would a group of fanatical believers of the Holy Light who have been brainwashed for countless years do in a world full of darkness? Only when the light and dark are out of balance can life and death be out of balance. "

  Denarius the Great was silent for a moment.

   He took a sip of the red wine and said to Black:

   "Once again you have convinced me, my servant, that I will arrange it. I expect you to bring me new surprises, but for now, I need to go and continue the boring pleasures with my subjects.

   Alas, if my court were filled with 'excellent' people like you, my plan would have been realized tens of thousands of years ago. "

  The Great Emperor sighed and waved his hand.

   At the moment when the light of the magic mirror dimmed, the emperor warned:

   "Hela. That ugly, weak being from your world, who made some sort of pact with the outcast, has set off to return to your world.

   She is full of hatred for you, my servant.

be careful.

   But don’t be too careful.

  If you die unfortunately, Ravendes will be your eternal home, and the Royal Court of the Reapers will welcome you with the highest courtesy.

   Continue to serve, mortal. "

  The darkness in the bottom cabin of the Reaper completely calmed down at this moment, and the magic mirror in front of Blake also shattered into a piece of debris when it was dimmed.

  The pirate pouted with a toothache.

   hiss.

   This Eternal Denathius is not easy to deal with

   But fortunately, this time I want enough, even if we fall out in the future, I have nothing to lose. Alas, if every one of my clients were as generous as He is.

   (end of this chapter)