Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1428 61. Why did you say you were okay with messing with him?

  The remodeling of Nazmir is completed, which means that Mother of Purity can finally leave this land where she has lived for countless years without any regrets.

   It was the result of her infected body experiment that turned Nazmir into a ghost on earth, and it was she who eventually guided the origin energy to reshape this place and turned it back into a natural holy place suitable for life to thrive.

   From this point of view, this reclusive "biological scientist" is really a very complex individual.

   But one thing is certain, she is definitely not a bad person in the traditional sense.

   On the edge of the platform about to teleport away from Zandalar to the golden fortress Valarjar in Northrend, the Mother of Purity was standing there, looking down at the lush new Nazmir below.

   and the vanguard of the Zandalari troll guard who stepped carefully into it with awe and praise, and the royal loa who were alarmed.

  These animal gods were cheering for Nazmir's rebirth, and their joy was felt by the Virgin, making the always calm guardian of the Titans smile.

   Sure enough, at any time, creation is more fulfilling than destruction.

  Behind her, Black, returning from a tour of Lake Odile in New Nazmir, was saying goodbye to the Lord of War and the Great Guardian, who had made an appointment to meet in Northrend.

Needless to say, the next goal of the two brothers    is to liberate the city of Ulduar, the Titan city currently occupied and manipulated by the ancient **** Yogg-Saron.

   They want to wake up their guardian brothers from their long depravity, they want to assemble the guardian army, and after preparing for the last battle, follow Black to set foot on the demon land of Argus world.

   They are going to save their creator and gods.

   These are all planned things, and there is not much to say. After making an appointment with the two god-kings about some details, Blake came to the Pure Virgin who was saying goodbye to this land with a pipe in his mouth.

   "As agreed, I will use my ship to send the equipment in Uldir to Northrend, and then find a suitable place for temporary storage.

   When the Titan Guardians regain control of Ulduar, I will send all these devices to the city as soon as possible, and then you can have your own laboratory in Ulduar again.

   But please don't concoct a 'perfect infected body' like G'huun again. Having such a guy is enough to cause a headache. If you have another one, everyone has to send it. "

   "Initiate coping humor protocol: this joke is not funny, Blake."

   Holy Virgin shook her head and whispered a little sadly:

   "I intend to terminate the research on the 'infected body' project.

The existence and evolution of   G'huun proves that even if the "Supreme Parasite" is a programmed biological trait that can really purify the threat of the Old Gods, it cannot be used in actual combat at all.

  In the absence of higher-level supervision, we do not have the ability to deal with the threat it brings

   Origin Remodeling is not the answer to all questions.

  The number of format restarts that the furnace can perform on this planet is limited after all.

   It can be said that the 'Ultimate Infected' project had already failed when the Pantheon died, and I should have destroyed the experimental body at that time, rather than dragging it on to the present.

   As the guardian, I almost destroyed the world with my own hands.

   This feeling is really bad. "

   "Keep your eyes peeled, ma'am."

  Blake touched his luggage, Rao is a pure virgin who has a lot of knowledge, and never imagined that Lord G'huun, who had completely died, generously left his core strength as a "legacy" to Black.

   This cannot be known to the Pure Virgin.

  Otherwise, this responsible giantess will definitely regard the pirates as a cured infected body.

   In order to avoid the troubles that will be caused when you use this power in the future, the "Personal Reputation" of the Pure Mother must be brushed up.

  So, Blake hypocritically comforted:

   "You are not the only guardian of wrongdoing.

  Odin cruelly transformed his adopted daughter into Valkyrie in order to shape the Heroic Spirit Legion. He ignored Hela's pain, and as a result, he created the Queen of Hell himself.

   It's even more extreme to try to stick with you and hug the tall Raiden.

   Seeing the truth for himself, it's nothing but a mental breakdown, and he casually gave his heart to others, and as a result, he created a mogu thor who almost unified the wild world with violence.

   But with Thor's brutal and direct acting style, it's hard to say what he will do after unifying the world.

   Not to mention other guardians.

   That group of trash was so embarrassing that they were tempted and depraved by an ancient **** they were in charge of guarding, and they are still hiding in Ulduar, ignoring the changes of the world.

   Compared with these unreliable guys, you are already the most reliable guardian I have ever seen.

In fact, if it wasn't for the small number of Titan Guardians and the lack of a monarchy, I think I would have planned a 'coup' now to overthrow Ra-den and Odin's rule over the Guardians and push you to the top The Queen of Guardians. "

   "Activate the compliment protocol: thank you, pirate, although I know you're flattering me, it's a joy to hear these compliments."

   Our Lady of Purity chuckled.

   She pushed the huge titan helmet on her head, glanced at Black, and then looked at the thundercast heroic spirits around who were in awe and excitement, preparing to travel to the Hall of Valor.

   she whispered:

   "Activate the knowledge transfer protocol: I know that the descendants of Mimiron who obeyed you before, have the ability to copy some basic knowledge of the stars from my experimental equipment.

   I also know why you have to put that equipment on your boat.

   I don't care about handing over the divine lore bestowed by the pantheon to mortals, but Blake, I want you to grasp the boundaries. Some knowledge that is dangerous to mortals, you can read and learn.

   but cannot spread them. "

   "I understand! My dear Our Lady."

  The pirates are bright.

   After obtaining the permission of the wise female guardian, he immediately took off the pipe from his mouth, raised his finger as if to swear, and sincerely assured the Holy Mother:

"Every time I want to share these 'knowledge of the gods' with others, I will ask for your permission in advance. In fact, you don't have to worry about the random outflow of these precious knowledge, Azeroth's current technological development is still very original.

  Mortals don’t want to learn them, there is only one Mechagon in this world that can read them.

   Gnomes and goblins may be able to do it in the future, but that will definitely be a long time away Well, look, the owner of this island has come to thank you, my Lady. "

  Black pointed to the sky outside Valhalla. Above that cloud, the royal loa of the Zandalar trolls, "King of the Sky" Paku, was flapping his wings and approaching this golden fortress with a touch of awe.

   And on the saddle behind Paku, King Rastakhan, in full golden robes, sat with his daughter, and his prophet Zul.

  These three trolls came on behalf of the Zandalari dynasty to express their gratitude to the Mother of Purity for everything that happened to Nazmir.

The    titan guardians did not refuse these mortals to approach their fortresses, and the heroic spirits even allowed three Zandalari trolls to set foot on the platform of Valarjar.

   "Thank you, great guardian!"

   King Rastakha bowed respectfully to Our Lady of Purity, and exclaimed:

   "You transformed our lost dark homeland into a natural paradise for the Zandalari civilization, allowing us to return to the place where we were born and to restart our journey on the land of our ancestors.

   We will never forget this kindness. We will use your name as the name of the gods revered forever in the Golden Dynasty just like our Loa.

  It was you who graciously ended our 16,000-year watch, and it was you who gave us true freedom. "

   "Initiate Response to Faith Worship Protocol: It doesn't have to be, mortal."

   Our Lady of Purity shook her head and said:

   "I just did what I should do. You have no reason to respect me so much. The suffering of your ancestors was also caused by my negligence. Fortunately, I finally made up for my mistakes.

   But I will leave here forever and truly return your homeland to you.

  If you really want to thank me, then please protect this land that has suffered too much in the future. You may be able to hold on to the purity of this forest just as you hold on to the mission of your oath. "

   "We'll do it! My lord."

   King Rastakhan put his left hand on his chest very solemnly and swore:

   "I swear before you in the name of the Golden Dynasty that as long as the Zandalar civilization exists, we will never allow any darkness and war to enter this pure homeland."

   "Well, I believe in the Zandalar oath, so be it."

   Our Lady of Purity nodded.

   She ended the conversation as neatly as a mechanical life should, and turned to the inner hall of Valhalla. After the Virgin left, Black looked left and right and approached the three trolls in front of him.

   He pretended to give King Rastakhan an audience, rubbed his hands together and said:

   "My dear King of Gold, I think your loyal Dark Prophet has informed you of my role as a pirate in this matter.

  You know the agreement I made with him, I'm not urging you to pay, but what should I say, look at this heaven-sent land!

   The Zandalari trolls have it again, you can establish your rule here, multiply, and with this heaven-like land, the Zandalari civilization will rise in a short time.

The rebuilding of the    troll empire is a certainty.

  I made a contribution beyond the agreement, I think, why should you give me a little more reward as a reward for such a powerful person?

   Who doesn't know that the Golden Dynasty is the richest. "

  The pirate waved his hands exaggeratedly and said:

   "You have accumulated 16,000 years of wealth in your treasury, and you can easily buy the entire Eastern Continent! And I am very satisfied as long as I get a share of it."

   "We will pay you enough to satisfy you, Lord Black."

   King Rastakhan was not angry at Black's statement that was almost like extortion. On the contrary, the king with a luxurious troll crown said calmly to the pirates:

   "You're right, I should try my best to meet all your needs, even for the sake of our lost and found homeland.

   No matter how much I pay, I am the winner in this deal, you outsiders cannot understand what Nazmir means to the Zandalari trolls.

   But before I pay you, let me remind you, Lord Black.

The   Wharton matter has not yet been resolved. "

The    Troll King looked at his dark prophet and said to Black:

   "It's not just the Imperium of the Unbelievers, that so-called 'empire' is like a child's botched toy to the Zandalar trolls, and it only takes a real war to destroy it.

   What I really want to talk to you about is the unification of Zandalar, dear Mr. Pirate. "

  The King of Gold didn't go around any further. He stroked the hilt of the corrugated royal sapphire long sword he wore around his waist, and said directly to the pirate:

   "I would like to ask, how much do I need to pay for your faction to completely withdraw from Zandalar after the fall of the Faithless Empire, so that my country is truly unified?

   Make a price, Lord Black. "

   "Oh, you are too kind, Your Majesty."

   Black blinked and said:

   "How can I have any power in your country? My uncrowned did not even infiltrate your dynasty, and my fleet never came to the South China Sea. Pirates in the entire South China Sea know this.

  I believe this has already represented my intention to live in peace with the Golden Dynasty. "

   "Do you still need to send the Uncrowned?"

   Princess Talanji behind the King of Gold couldn't help but complain:

   "Who doesn't know about the whole Zandalar, you and old Gani are wearing a pair of pants, and you even helped the scavenger **** to complete the priesthood acquisition, which greatly enhanced its majesty in Zandalar.

  The followers of Old Gani are all over the island, all over our country, and they are all your eyeliners!

   What is even more exaggerated is that there is peculiar and exact news circulating in Loa. You and old Bwonsamdi also have a very deep and suspected friend relationship. Old Bwonsamdi controls the souls of all trolls after death.

  With them two to help you, the Golden Dynasty has no secrets in your eyes.”

   "Uh, what you said, Her Royal Highness, doesn't make sense!"

  Black rolled his eyes, looked at King Rastakhan, and said:

   "How on earth did you educate your daughter, and why is she so stupid? The number of scavengers in a kingdom should not depend on outsiders like me, but on the ruler sitting on the throne, right?

  There are so many scavengers in Zandalar and so many eyeliners in me, isn't it a problem with you kings and princesses? "

The words of    pirates were like a sharp sword that instantly pierced the hearts of the King of Gold and His Royal Highness the Princess, leaving them speechless and speechless.

   The Dark Prophet Zul, who had been watching this conversation, shook his head helplessly.

  You said you were okay to mess with him!

  Speak well, can't you?

  I have to argue with Blake, who has three tongues, isn't this just a slap in the face?

   "Okay, Blake, we're not here to fight."

  Zul took over the conversation. He looked at the pirates and said seriously:

   "We came with the idea of ​​solving a problem.

   Now that the shadow of G'huun has dissipated and the Golden Dynasty has no more constraints, we are eager to rebuild the troll empire, but the first thing is to complete the rule of the entire island of Zandalar.

  After the disintegration of the empire of the unbelievers, the Whardun Desert will also become the frontier of the Golden Dynasty. His Majesty has decided to include the foxmen and snakemen into the citizens of the dynasty.

   Even the ancestral tortoise.

  We can also grant them citizenship if they want.

I know that the fox people already have their own queen, and the serpent people have their own prophet priests, they will be granted the right to enter the court council, and their tribe will also have their own in the god-given land of New Nazmir territory.

   But you must withdraw your influence from them!

   We know very well what terrible things you can do within the kingdom, and we must put an end to this threat.

   So, make a price, Blake, we don't want conflict with you, we hope we can buy peace from you with wealth! "

   "Well, you said it yourself."

  The pirate picked up his pipe, snorted, and said:

   "Then don't blame me for the lion's mouth. First of all, Zemland Port belongs to me! I will establish a permanent neutral trading port there, which will be managed by Queen Eudora, and I will not interfere.

  Secondly, I will take away all the foxes and snakemen who are unwilling to join the Zandalar dynasty, and every newborn of them will have the right to freely choose to join you or me.

  Finally, the treasure house of the golden dynasty.

  I want half! "

   This request made Princess Talanji's eyes widen.

   For the first time, she realized how arrogant this pirate can be. She has never seen such an arrogant guy since she was born!

   It's half of the treasury's wealth, you bastard, do you know how much it is?

   for gold can crush you and every stinky pirate in your fleet more than ten times!

  Why do you want so much money?

   Do you really intend to buy the entire Eastern Kingdom?

   Her Royal Highness Princess was about to retort angrily, but saw his father and the prophet look at each other, and then, the King of Gold with a normal expression extended his hand to the pirates.

   He did not have the slightest anger of being slaughtered, and even with a hint of joy, he said:

   "Very good, I think this price is very suitable, so let's make a deal!"

   (end of this chapter)