Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1389 22. I'm sorry, Jean, but I'm going to change the "spouse" on the marriage certificate to "pet"

   "Boom"

  The Royal City of Gilneas is not quiet at night.

   One after another explosions sounded all over the city, just at the time when Jean and Fanghuo held a seance ceremony in the palace, and such precise explosion interference was a job that only professionals could do.

   They detonated bombs at the same time in the four directions of the ring-shaped king city, which scattered and attracted the werewolves in the city to different areas, so that the number of werewolves in the city was dispersed.

   This unexpected chaos greatly affected Lyral Blaze's mood.

   The Great Druid, who had been imprisoned by Malfurion for more than 9,000 years, keenly felt the smell of trouble, but he was unwilling to stop the ritual he had prepared for a long time.

   He could feel that the weak wolf **** Goldrinn in the Emerald Dream had been lured by the lunar scythe as bait, and the spirit body of the wolf **** was traveling through the dream to the city.

   It may know that this is a trap against it.

   But it had to come.

  Blaze sent out his elite Scytheclaw Druids in order to ensure that the ceremony would not be disturbed.

   He thought that he would be able to repel those damned assassins, but within ten minutes, a bad news came back to the palace.

   "The Uncrowned! The Uncrowned under Blake Shaw!"

  A royal werewolf guard covered in blood lifted the blood-stained badge in his claws to show Jean and Fanghuo who were ready to welcome the **** of darkness.

   It howled:

   "Those elusive assassins have set up positions in the city, and they are also supported by Druids! Our front is being broken through quickly!"

   "Druid? Impossible!"

   Fanghuo was startled and roared again:

   "My followers in Kalimdor only reported to me yesterday that Moonglade and Mount Hyjal did not send any druids to the Eastern Continent!

   The only Druid organization here, that ridiculous Rende Society has been destroyed by my own hands!

  Where else can there be other druids? "

   "It's a bunch of **** fire druids, wolf herders."

The    werewolf guard did not dare to neglect, it said everything it saw, it shouted:

   "Those spooky creatures come down from the sky in flames, and our warriors will be drowned in the flames before our claws tear them apart.

   They have a powerful leader, a female elf with a flaming scythe!

   Like a fire-breathing dragon, she calls out a storm of fire from the sky, burning our most valiant forward, and the port! The port has also been invaded, Your Majesty.

   That **** ghost ship!

The    Naglfar, a shame all Gilnean soldiers will never forget, shattered our harbor defenses from under the sea.

  The evil pirate Blake Shaw is landing in the port with his pirates, where they want to set fire and loot wantonly, to set the whole city on fire.

   and more”

   "What else! Don't hesitate."

  Gene frowned when he heard Black's name, and the werewolf kingdom scolded:

   "Say! What else did you see?"

   The werewolf guard covered in blood looked up at His Majesty Jean, who whined and whispered like a fearful puppy:

   "It's Queen Mia. She is also among those pirates. She is like the leader of those pirates, but she has become very powerful! I saw it with my own eyes, Your Majesty.

  I saw with my own eyes that your captain of the guard was beaten in the head with a fist by Queen Mia.

   She was also carrying a big scary halberd, and she said she was going to come back and beat you, and publicly declared that she would put a collar on you."

"Hahaha"

   Hearing the bad news, Genn not only was not angry, but raised his head and laughed, and the werewolf king said proudly and proudly like crazy:

   "As expected of my Mia, as expected of the wildest woman in this country, this is really like what she can say, and only she dares to say such a thing."

   "Is this the time to be proud? Gene, I think you're crazy!"

   Fanghuo bared his teeth towards the werewolf king.

   He said gloomily:

   "I tolerate you letting go of your queen, I know she and those three children are the last weakness in your heart. But she went back and forth, apparently not taking your last mercy seriously.

   Are you handling this trouble yourself?

   Or should I drop what I'm doing to help you solve your last weakness? You're welcome, Gene, if you can't do it, I'd love to do it for you. "

   "You don't have to bother Your Excellency the Wolf Shepherd."

  Jean stood up with his grey wolf-like body, and threw the Luna Scythe in his hand to Lylar Blaze.

   He popped out his sharp claws and said:

   "Go on with the seance, I will end all my bonds with this world, if my Mia doesn't want to go, I will make her my wolf queen and rule my empire with me.

   Isn’t that what you want to see anyway? "

   After finishing speaking, Genn tore off the black cloak behind him, carried his rapier, and put on a royal fire gun. He led a team of powerful werewolf warriors and disappeared into the darkness with great strides.

   Yahuo watched him leave, shook his head in contempt, and then ignored the chaotic explosions in the city under the darkness.

   He didn't care how many Uncrowned Assassins slipped into the city, or where those strange Flame Druids he'd never heard of came from.

   He just needs to focus on his ritual tonight.

   As long as the growler Lykanthos comes to this world, all troubles will become the help of the wolves, and even he will hope to see the stronger the comer, the better

   That means that their werewolf form will be more powerful after they are transformed.

   werewolves are not undead natural disasters.

   But their terrifying ability to transform curses is comparable to the endless source of undead soldiers.

   "Continue the ritual! Continue the summoning!"

   Fanghuo came to the broad platform of the palace with the scythe of the moon god. In front of him, there were already ancient sickle-claw druids performing a mysterious ceremony.

  As Fanghuo joined the ceremony with a lunar scythe in hand, the energy floating under the night was in vain several times stronger.

  In the center of the ceremony, there was also a strange scene like floating smoke, like a mirror swaying in the dark night, and the mirror reflected a black wolf roaring up to the sky.

   That guy is almost identical to Goldrinn.

   Except the mane on his body is darker than darkness, and the eyes are chaotic and brutal blood.

   That is Lykanthos the Growler.

   It has all the power that Goldrinn possesses, and is even stronger. It can be said to be a blackened version of the wolf **** Goldrinn.

   It comes from another world, on the other side of the veil of life and death.

  At this moment when the balance of life and death has not been broken, it cannot come to the material world as an entity, but now Yahuo has the Luna Scythe in his hands.

With the help of this weapon's mysterious connection with the wolf **** Goldrinn, Lykanthos the howler can devour and invade Goldrinn, coupled with the faith of the dark werewolves of Gilneas, the powerful Howler will use the darkness. The posture of the wolf **** was reborn on this earth.

   This process has been carried out until now, and it cannot be reversed.

   "Ooooooooo!"

   The deep and distant wolf howls echoed in the dark night of Gilneas King City. It was not the roar of Lycanthos, but the cry of Goldrinn.

   The wolf **** hiding in the Emerald Dream has sensed the arrival of the disaster, and it has always been arrogant and does not intend to ask for help from others.

   It has to face the evil spirit that is trying to occupy it alone!

  It is such a lonely wolf god, who would rather die in battle forever than let others see its weakness.

   "Hahaha, you're scared, Goldrinn! You're scared!"

  Lylar Blaze raised the lunar scythe in his hand, and in the dark wind howling, the old Druid who was once chosen by Goldrinn shouted madly:

   "Have you ever had such a fearful moment when you are undefeated? Behold, the fangs we call weak can touch you, now! Welcome the vengeance of our followers who have been ruthlessly abandoned by you.

  Tonight, we will feed on you! "

   "Poof"

   At the moment when Fanghuo loudly shouted the declaration of victory, a muffled sound of watermelon being smashed sounded in this dark and sneaky ceremony site.

   The old Druid turned his head sharply, and saw that Black, wearing the Moonlight Armor, was pulling the Ravenous Blade out of the twitching corpse of a sickle-claw Druid whose head had been chopped off.

   "Sorry to interrupt your frenetic rituals, but I'm just here to remind you that eating indiscriminately is really not a good habit."

  The pirate flicked the blood and minced meat stained on the blade.

  He looked up at Lylar Blaze, and was again attracted by the Luna Scythe in his hand.

   That thing is not so much a weapon, but more like a mysterious ritual item used for spellcasting. It has a gorgeous staff handle carved from a blue long wooden handle, and it is covered with natural runes that Druids are good at.

The end of the handle is inlaid with a snow-white barb blade, and the front end of the handle is naturally fused with a large and excessive canine tooth, which is ground into a blade like a metal sickle, flashing dark green of cold light.

   On the other end of the sickle, it is made into a crescent-shaped carving, and an energy ball is suspended in it.

  This scythe is full of mystery, nature and wildness.

   This is exactly the artifact found in an abandoned temple at the junction of Ashenvale and Felwood Forest under the guidance of Odin, the Lord of War.

   "So, if you lose your teeth, you must go to the dentist in time. Littering your teeth will often lead to such bad results.

   Being picked up by a bunch of lunatics is incredible. "

  Black looked at the old Druid Fang Fang in front of him, he complained:

   "I guess old Gene was overjoyed when he got it, that Gilneas was finally saved, that his country would be reborn in disaster.

   But it turns out that picking things up is also a bad habit, look what this thing has done to Gilneas?

   To be honest, when I first spread the werewolf curse in this country, I didn’t expect this thing to develop to this point in just two years. It can only be said that His Majesty Jean is really gifted in the aspect of 'rehabilitation'. "

   "Blake Shaw?"

   Seeing the appearance of the legendary stinky pirate, Lylar Blaze was not afraid.

   He held the scythe of the Moon God, as if he inhaled substantial power in his deep breath, causing his already huge and sturdy body to swell a few times.

   With the light of battle shining in the eyes of the black wolf, he said:

   "When I was sleeping in the Emerald Dream, I heard Xavius' wailing, the **** who should have been killed by my own hands died in your hands.

  You stole my prey!

   But it doesn't matter, I like a powerful hunter like you, which means that I may have found a more suitable Growler than the weak Gene Greymane who is unwilling to abandon his humanity.

   Would you like me to take a few minutes and explain to you the Roaring Teachings of Lycanthos? "

   "No need."

  The pirate yawned.

   In the subsequent snap of his fingers, the black and white double swords, his twin demons and the two war beasts emerged, respectively. He pointed to the sky and said to Lylar Flamingo:

"My boss will be unhappy if I listen to the teachings of the cult, and if she is unhappy, I will suffer. Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you something, the kaldorei was born in the history of The most terrifying cult leader, Mr. Blaze.

   What you have to face today is not just me and my herd."

   "Poof"

  The burst of blood rose at this moment, and the gloomy sky also shone a bright moonlight at this moment, reflecting the poignant traces of blood in the air.

   disappeared in place like a ghost, and the flaming druid who appeared behind touched his neck, which was almost cut off by a knife, and glanced at the watchman, the warden, who appeared from the moonlight.

   He no longer made any remarks, but clenched the Luna Scythe in his hand.

   A Blake he might be able to deal with, but with a Maiev. Well, tonight is destined to be a **** battle or a gift of a soul descending into the material world as a Howler.

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  The palace is on the way.

  The intersection of moonlight and wolf howl plunges the whole city into more violent chaos.

   Another battle on the street leading to the city from the pier of the King City of Gilneas was also advancing simultaneously, and the royal werewolf guards brought by Genn were blocked.

   "Black Wolf" Arugal and "Swamp Witch" Hagatha, the "promising stars" of the fight club are unleashing their brutal fighting prowess to clear the field for their queen.

   While Queen Mia was throwing away the broken cane in her hand, she looked at her husband Gene, who had a fist mark on his face.

   The latter was active with a wolf kiss and spit out two broken teeth to the side.

   He also looked at his wife.

   His Mia is still as beautiful and seductive as before, as perfect as the dream lover that all men long for, but unfortunately, his wife is no longer gentle.

   The power of the head-on punch just now even reminded Genn of the punch he was punched by old Daelin in the battle for the supreme warrior.

   "The punch just now was for my son. What you will taste next is my anger."

Queen Mia stretched out her hand and buckled the tattered coat torn by Gene's wolf claws. With the sound of the clothes shattering, she threw the rags aside, revealing the hunter's leather armor under her clothes. .

  The queen also reached out and gathered her long hair that had been loose all the time behind her head, and used a beautiful rubber band to tie them into a single ponytail that would not affect the battle.

  This royal rubber band is what she got from little Rona.

   "You're just hurting me, you're trying to hurt my son and my daughter, Gene, you're so disappointing, you pathetic stinky man.

   So sorry to inform you that our 20+ year marriage ended tonight, Gene.

   Not because I don't love you anymore.

   But you have to win my love back.

   This can be a little difficult. "

  Queen Mia pulled out a Gilnean-style hunting halberd from behind, and slammed it on the ground, a silver-gray steel-like luster flickered and covered her skin.

   In the blink of an eye, Queen Mia changed from a gentle and lovely long-legged royal sister to a steel vrykul with big arms and a round waist.

   She is almost identical to Daelin's steel form, except that she doesn't have those strange war runes when she transformed.

   And her posture is clearly purer.

   After all, she walked around in the engine of Nalak'sha and completely awakened the queen of ancient human genes in terrible pain.

   She looked at the wolf king Jean in front of her, and while the latter watched in astonishment, she took out a chain made of Titan iron from her pocket and hung it on her waist.

   Like a hunting female vrykul, he patted the chest of steel, and said to his "ex-husband" in a loud voice:

   "I think it's time for our relationship to change. Remember the story of Thoradin the Great and the Black Wolf? We Gilneas are marked by wolves, but unfortunately the wolves on this land have long been hunted.

   But that's not a bad thing either.

   After all, we now have 'new pets' that can be tamed. "

  Mia's steely face showed a cold smile, she hooked her finger at Jean and said:

   "Maybe I've had too much contact with that madman Blake, but I think the advice he gave me is really good, so I'm going to challenge the impossible today!

come over!

Small dogs. "

   (end of this chapter)