Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1395 28. Tyrande Come! Someone stole your lines!

As Goldrinn bit off the neck of the growler who was close to materialization, and gave the dark wolf **** a "guillotine", Lykanthos' tragic screams rolled over the Gilneas King City like thunder. .

   is like a horn and a wake-up call, making those werewolves who are still frantically attacking the Uncrowned seems to wake up suddenly at this moment.

   They looked around in panic, as if the hypnotized person suddenly woke up at a certain moment, only to realize what happened, the death despair from the growler was also reflected in the hearts of these guys by the connection of faith.

   The weary Uncrowneds didn't even need to fight back, and the werewolves howled and scattered.

   They ran in the moonlight, constantly whining after the puppy was bullied, and even wanted to run with their tails between their tails, but unfortunately they don't have tails.

  Well, Gilneas werewolves do have no tails, which makes them look a little weird.

   In short, this scene stunned the Uncrowned for a few seconds, and then a cry of victory echoed in the positions of these assassins.

  They won!

   Just like before, under the leadership of the Uncrowned Master Black Shaw, they fought and won against an entire city of mad werewolves and a dark evil **** from outside the realm.

   The dark future of the entire Gilneas, and even the entire northern border, was changed by them with their own hands and weapons this night!

   This is the kind of victory the Uncrowned have been chasing, the kind of victory that will help them in the dark, serve the light, and find their creed.

   This is the pursuit and meaning of these assassins who joined the Uncrowned in the first place.

Amid the cheers, the tired Tao Ya sat down on the blood-stained ground. She looked at the fleeing werewolves and recalled the previous battle. She felt that the outside world was so "wonderful" for a moment. .

   is even a little too exciting.

   If you go back to your hometown and tell the Shado-Pan monks that they killed an evil **** while surrounded by tens of thousands of crazy werewolves tonight, those guys will definitely say that they are bragging.

   But this

   This is the daily life of the Uncrowned.

Blake also looked at the assassins who were enjoying the joy of victory with a kind of relief and pride. He picked up a pipe and threw the dark heart that belonged to Lycanthos into the anima container, akimbo facing the beside him. Maiev said:

   "Seriously, when I called out to them, I thought it would be nice to have hundreds of people answering my call, after all, I just did the most evil thing in the eyes of others in Stormwind Kingdom.

   But do you know how happy I was when I saw more than 2,000 people came down to the King City of Gilneas at my call?

   This proves that I haven't been angry yet. "

  The pirate snorted proudly and said, blowing out a smoke ring:

   "I don't have to envy your watchmen anymore, Maiev, I also have my 'watchers', these people are the real 'uncrowned ones' in my imagination.

   They think when others follow the mainstream; they act when others fear the dark.

   They are hidden in every corner of the world, walking cautiously in the darkness, and serving the light with hope. Ah, I can finally face them proudly and say my creed that belongs to me in my heart.

  All things are false, all things are permitted.”

   These very powerful words obviously calmed Maiev.

   made her, who didn't want to pay attention to the mad smelly pirate, couldn't help thinking about it, and then she felt Blake's hand wrapping her waist, and a whispering voice sounded in her ear.

   the pirate asked in a low voice:

   "I wanted to ask before, you have practiced the Way of the Moon God of War for 10,000 years, why are you still not in a complete state? What is it that you are missing that prevents you from being able to fit in with the power of the Black Moon.

   Come and tell me, maybe I can help you. "

   "You can't help!"

   Maiev shook her head, stopped discussing this topic, and broke Black's hand by the way, she said:

   "You better take care of yourself, look at Gene, he seems angry, he's coming to beat you up. I've heard the story between you and him, and this is probably the last fight tonight.

   The grudge between you and the kingdom of Gilneas is over.

  Come on, Blake.

   I'll be watching you get beaten up by an angry werewolf, and if he beats you up well, I'll give you my own applause. "

   "You've been in too much contact with me, you wouldn't have said such things before."

  Black pouted, patted Maiev on the hip, and said:

   "Go, the men are going to fight like beasts, and the women stay away."

   Lady Warden took a step back and disappeared into the peaceful night under the moonlight, while Black glanced at his fingers, and sure enough, armor or something is the most annoying thing.

   It really doesn’t feel at all.

   "Congratulations, Gene, you have finally climbed out of the quagmire of failure, you have finally crossed the long road in the dark, and you have finally found the salvation you want at the end of repeated defeats."

  Black took off his pipe and looked at Gene, the grey wolf who was walking towards him with the lunar scythe in front of him. He tilted his head and squeezed his eyes and said:

   "Although this salvation is still delivered to you by my magical person, your Gilneas is saved.

  Godling blessed your country, and a group of separatists headed by Godfrey was also destroyed by your general tonight. Neighboring countries, who were eyeing tigers, saw the power of werewolves, and no one could despise Gilneas.

  All problems have solutions.

   Queen Mia, whom you sent out on your own initiative, also walked to the throne with my help. Everything you planned has been realized, and you can finally let go of the burden in your heart.

  There are so many things to be happy about, why bother?

  Smile. "

   "You know all about it?"

  Gene swung the lunar scythe in his hand, the gray wolf covered in blood showed a hideous smile, and he said in a hoarse voice:

   "I thought I was hiding it well."

   "The moment Mia appeared on my island, I knew what you were up to!

  Do you think I'm eating dry rice? I can guess these little ideas of yours with my heels, and by the way, I can help you complete your ridiculous schemes. "

  The pirate sneered and said:

"I guess when you got the scythe of the moon god, you found out that the Lelar Blaze you released was not a good thing, but you already held the scythe, and the wild holy artifact was also used by Lycanso. S noticed.

   It is too late for you to withdraw.

   So you decided to follow the trend and play a big wave.

   disguised as a bewitched wolf king, disguised as being immersed in desire and unable to extricate himself, allowing the sickle claw druids to amplify the werewolf curse and create a dark herd.

  If they can do it, you'll be sitting on an entire northern frontier, extending Gilneas' territory to the Empire of Man in its heyday through conquest by the Sicklepaws.

   If they can't do it, they'll just die.

   Anyway, I think you have tried so many ways to stop the growth of the werewolf curse. You have already realized that the coexistence of Gilneas and wolves is the general trend of the future.

   Take this opportunity to let the sickles and claws act as villains for you. The expansion of the werewolf without your hands may save you from having nightmares at night.

   What a cunning and cowardly fellow. "

For Black's statement, Genn did not agree or refute, he just held the lunar scythe in his hand like a warrior, the dark blessing of Lycanthos the roar had just been purified by the moonlight, but the wild divine power from Goldrinn But it filled the void.

  The power of the moon and the wolf grows in Jean's body, so that he is no longer weak.

   But Black's analysis isn't over yet.

   It can be seen from his eyes that he actually appreciates Gene's operation, which is the look of a hateful conspirator looking at the same kind.

   is very much like the look in the eyes of Velen looking at Blake.

   That is the appreciation for the peers.

   "Queen Mia and your children were deliberately let go by you, and it was not only them that you let go. Lord Godfrey's stubborn guys who have been resisting the coexistence of humans and werewolves were able to escape from the royal city, and it was also your secret contribution.

  You need them to escape and gather all the instability that is preventing Gilneas from becoming a 'Land of Wolves', like tonight's showdown in the boreal forest.

   Sweep away those future unrest, kill them, or turn them into the werewolves they hate most, and make them part of the nascent nation too.

  Who will attack his fellow man?

  Who would betray his class?

  If the enemy is stubbornly unwilling to surrender, and it would be a pity to kill them, you should find a way to turn them into 'my own'! "

Black glanced at the Alpha Wolf's Edge in his hand, and then at the Luna Scythe in front of Jean's hand. Both of these weapons were related to Goldrinn, and he was already "hated" by Goldrinn. It's a bit inappropriate to use this halberd again.

   He waved the black and white swords to call, and folded them into a sharp Salameni in his hands. He took out his carefully prepared poison ointment and smeared it on the blade, and said:

   "You're ruthless enough in this matter, Gene, you don't have the slightest affection for those guys, and you're so ruthless that it's like a wolf staring at the throat of its prey, which is what I appreciate the most.

  You cleverly used their stubbornness to let them send themselves into the trap you prepared. Of course, I also played a part in it.

   I would love to, and honor to do so.

   But to complete all your dark plans there can be no weakness left, Mia, Liam, Tess and little Lorna, these four are the last weaknesses of you and your most loyal brother, Lord Darius.

   So you sent them out.

   I don't know if you chose me in the first place, but there is no doubt that you wanted to keep the last spark of fire outside Gilneas for the humanity of this country.

   If your plan is successful, your rule as a puppet of Lycanthus and Lylar Blaze over the dark wolf kingdom means Gilneas is 'destroyed'.

   Mia and her children can rebuild Gilneas outside the realm.

   If you fail, if you die, then Mia and the kids are your last 'backup'.

They have enough legitimacy and blood to support them, your people will accept them as new rulers, and best of all, you've carried all the dark infamy for them, leaving them a weak but clean one. of Gilneas.

   uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, if you and I were not enemies, I would have shed a few false tears for your sacrifice. "

The    pirate glanced at the elven divine sword in his hand that radiated icy dim light in the moonlight. He raised it with one hand and pointed it at the grey wolf Jean in front of him.

   He squeezed his eyes and said:

   "But you won, my dear old Jean.

   With my help, not only did you achieve your set goals, you even "earned" the favor and protection of an orthodox demigod for your country and people.

  You win.

  Unfortunately, I am a person who hates other people's prostitutes for my wisdom, even if you don't mean it, and I also actively jump into this plan.

   I have contributed my wisdom to your country after all.

  So, according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, you must give me enough compensation to satisfy me. I decided to make your wife the queen. I have arranged everything, and I have agreed with her about everything.

  Whether you like it or not, you have to step down sadly with the names of "incompetent", "incompetent" and "tyrant". "

   "I will, I will accept this result willingly."

  Gene's werewolf had a wild smile on his face. He grabbed the weapon in his hand and said to Black:

   "But before I step down, I can deal with the last trouble of Gilneas as king, and I have to clear all obstacles for my wife."

   In the face of this provocation, Black shrugged, the sharp blade in his hand turned slightly, and a crisp sharp blade hissed.

Genn's provocation and lead battle at this time also undoubtedly angered the uncrowned who would be full of pride, and they didn't even need Blake's call. One after another, the assassins with **** aura were in the shadows. Show up.

   Surrounded Jean in a few seconds.

   They wore masks, but the weapons in their hands and their sharp eyes meant that they didn't want Genn to disturb the rest of Master Black, who was leading them at this time.

   "Retreat! This is a personal grudge."

  The pirate whispered:

   "Be quiet and watch, assassins, cheer for me or mourn for me."

The    assassins spread out without hesitation. They formed a silent battlefield on a bleak platform. Outside the battle circle, Goldrinn lay in the moonlight.

  Its tail wagged, and a pair of arrogant eyes looked over there.

   It really doesn't want this rotten stinky pirate to leave Gilneas tonight so safely. He was bewitched by him and lost the most important thing, so he also left some regrets here.

  All things in the world, equivalent exchange!

  The moonlight was haunting, and Maiev under the moon appeared at the height of the ruins of the palace. She sat in the background of the moon and took a rare bottle of fruit wine from her hand.

   Maybe I’ve been in touch with Blake for too long, but since it’s just for fun, how can it not be accompanied by good wine?

   "That's a big deal, old Gene, that's not the kind of ambition a man your age should have. There were a lot of people before you who claimed they would put an end to Black Shaw's evil wisdom.

   There are men, there are women, there is light, there is darkness, there are warriors, and there are cowards.

   Unfortunately, no one can do it. "

  Blake's fingers rubbed the blade and slid his fingers towards Gene in the spark at the end, saying:

"Come on! Pseudo-king Jean, all the grievances between me and you Gilneas will be written tonight. As the last person in the era of failure, let's see how you are different from those losers? See how your arrogant fantasies can Will it come true today? Let's see if Lord Goldrinn's incompetent anger can hurt me through your hand?"

  The warrior Jean accepted the challenge, and his whole body was filled with anger.

   Probably because he completely mastered the wild power of the werewolf, Jin's anger also changed qualitatively, and the blood-red power surrounded the big bad wolf king and condensed into a roaring wolf head.

   looks extremely strange, and extremely deterrent, like the killing intent of the angry ghost face of Hellscream.

   He stared at Blake with his grey and bloodshot eyes, twirled the scythe in his hand, turned into a **** shadow and rushed towards the pirates, he roared in the tone of the werewolf king:

   "No! Lord Goldrinn gave me its power, and what you want to taste is my wrath!"

   (end of this chapter)