Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1486 119. Good! Any dirty water is poured on our demons! You guys are so bad

   Stupid Fina and Phoenix Juggernaut are fighting.

   In an uninhabited hall on the middle level of the Sunwell Tower, two Elf Sword Saints are fighting back and forth.

  Finna mercilessly attacked the old sergeant in front of him with skillful blows, and Ser Salorian returned with the elven holy sword in his hand.

   However, the two finally knew the importance of this place, so their battle was more a competition of skills rather than a mortal battle to inspire the super destructive power of the legendary.

But the old Sir is old after all. According to the standards of the elves, he is over 1,700 years old, and he has passed the peak of physical strength. Salorian still felt a lot of pressure when he followed his stinky brother to grow up with a super soldier.

   He studied Quel'Thalas martial arts all his life, and combined with his dragon-forged blade to sum up a set of phoenix swordsmanship, which has both power, dexterity and elegance.

   But unfortunately, this Phoenix swordsmanship Fenna will also, and Fenna was taught by the old Sir himself when he was a child.

  Looking back at Fenna, her fighting style is very varied.

   In addition to the elegant and deadly elven swordsmanship, Fenna is also proficient in the berserker combat skills of the Vrykul shield girl, the blood rage tactics of the orc warriors, and the crushing attack of the tauren.

   Even the Pandaren kind of monk tactics similar to the deadly dance.

   This is a hexagonal warrior without any shortcoming except for his brain.

  The most terrible thing is that Fenna has mastered all these various skills with her super talent in the way of warriors.

  The strength of a stupid warrior does not come from talent, but also from difficult battles against strong enemies again and again.

   Her Tyr power can only be activated when challenging a strong enemy, and only real battles can make Fenna's manipulation of courage and power more delicate and skillful.

   In addition, Fenna also has a set of combat skills of "pressing the bottom of the box".

   Just like now, Sir Salorian flashed Fenna's beheading and appeared by the stupid warrior's side with a cool slide, ready to interrupt Fenna's increasingly violent offensive with a phoenix slam.

   But at the same time as he raised his sword to pierce, Fina's mouth showed a sly expression of "hooked", and while the figure was spinning, the two swords in his hands showed a sideways chopping posture.

   A mortal threat rose in Ser Salorian.

  The sense of danger like needles made the old jazz immediately change his tactics, from attacking to defending, using the holy sword to hang in front of him and his low body to prepare for the impact.

   "Look at my great destroyer!"

   Fenna called out the name of her move very shyly.

  The courage and divine power on his body was also mobilized to cover the sharp blades of Querceira and the Windseeker's sword, and he turned around and swept double to bring out a bright starlight filled with anger.

   The power of swordsmanship from a titan made the hall sway, and the aura that came to the face reflected a giant walking in the starry sky in front of the old jazz, and the overwhelming Salori was almost lost.

   It was too late for him to get rid of the mental attack of this Titan Swordsmanship and to make a new defense.

   There were two loud noises, "Bang, Bang". The first sword, with its mighty strength and the smashing skills taught by Kane personally to Fina, knocked the elf holy sword into the hands of the old sergeant.

   The second sword followed.

   Not as mighty as the first sword but covered with a gloomy chill, it slashed diagonally from Salorian Dawnseeker's shoulder to his waist.

  Fina deliberately controlled the distance, so that the second sword did not hurt the old sergeant, but silently cut a shattered scar on the old sergeant's armor.

   "Shuh" sounded like a sword, and the elven holy sword that was knocked flying swirled and fell in the air, stabbing on the ground between Fina and Ser Salorian.

   The undefeated holy sword was screaming, as if it was suffering from the defeat of its master.

"I won!"

  The stupid warrior put her double-edged back on the weapon belt behind her. She proudly akimbo, and put her hand on the hilt of the wailing Quel'Delar holy sword in front of her.

   is like taking an oath of ownership of this elven holy sword.

   "I declare that your mission to Quel'Thalas is over, your holy sword is inherited by me, I have proved that I am stronger than you, my serge, you can now retreat to the countryside without worry."

  Fina grabbed the hilt of Quel'Delar's holy sword, and said loudly:

   "According to the agreement we just made, I ask you to go to Kul Tiras to pick up my mother in thirty years! No matter what method you use, I will definitely convince my mother not to die for Dai Lin!

  You have to face your heart, you have to take care of her for the second half of your life, and make up for the first half of your life you owe my mother! You can't make her sad or make her unhappy!

   You are not allowed to disagree!

   So it was decided. "

   "You can't do this!"

  The defeated old jazz had mixed feelings for a while.

   On the one hand, he felt gratified for the growth of his disciples. With the powerful skills Fina just showed, she will surely surpass the shackles of legends in the future and become Quel'Thalas' true "God of War".

   But on the other hand, Fina's domineering and unreasonable gave the old ser a headache. This girl has such a temper since she was a child, and it is impossible to persuade her.

   He touched his shattered armor and whispered:

   "You're making this all too simplistic, I'm not going to continue this topic with you here, I just have one question for you, Fenna.

   Do you really know what you are doing? "

  The old sergeant looked at Finna and said:

   "You mentioned your brother Blake Shaw, you're doing things for him, I don't know what the three of you are going to do, but I think it's definitely not what the Sun King wants to see.

   Your actions at this time are treasonous!

   In this time of war, you are hurting your country and people.

  Fina, stop.

You still have time. "

   "What I do will go against the Sun King, I knew it early on."

  Fina snorted, and pulled out the elven holy sword with her fingers. She put the snow-white dragon-forged blade in front of her, and touched the sharp blade with her fingers to make a sharp sword sound.

she says:

   "But I did not betray my country and people, neither did Alleria, as a member of the Windrunner family, she was the backbone of this country.

   Her participation shows the justice of what we do!

  The Sun King is only the king and ruler of this country, he does not represent the aspirations of this land and the people on it.

   That's all I can tell you, ser.

  Our cause is righteous, if you don’t believe it, wait patiently, you will see with your own eyes what we have done for the greatness of this country, and you will be like everyone else at that time, fervently praised our righteous deeds today.

  I have no guilt, everything I do is justice!

   Because I'm sure, I'm doing the right thing! "

   The stupid warrior snorted, closed her eyes and had a spiritual conversation with the elf holy sword in front of her, she whispered:

   "Just as I know that the person I like will not fail me, just as I know the kind of heart-to-heart relationship between you and my mother, just as you can give everything for my mother, and I can give everything for that person.

   If it weren't for this **** sibling relationship

Humph. "

   Fina shook her long blond hair and whispered.

   A few seconds later, under Ser Salorian's astonished gaze, Quel'Delar, the elven holy sword that was supposed to be bound to his soul, vibrated and neighed.

  The holy sword took the initiative to release the connection with his own soul, and in a submissive gesture, it shone a little bit of cold light in Fina's hands.

   "Look! This holy sword that has guarded Quel'Thalas for seven thousand years also agrees with my philosophy and my approach."

   The foolish warrior raised the holy sword, and in Quel'Delar's neigh, she said to Ser Salorian:

   "I think that's enough to convince you to stay out of the way, just like the Sangunars, close your eyes and pretend nothing happened. This is a future, a bright future for Quel'dorei.

  You just need to know this. "

  While Fenna was chatting with her "Juggernaut Dad", on the upper floor of the Sunwell Tower, the captured fourth Dread Demon was trapped in place by the three restraining arrows shot by Alleria.

   The demon who was illuminated by the Guardian of Truth struggled.

   But it is already covered with blood holes poked by Baron Sangunar. This elf assassin family has an ancient heritage and is quite knowledgeable about the use of toxins.

The debilitating poison on the    Baron's emerald dagger could not even save the demons.

   "This should be the last one."

  Alleria put away the Thasdora war bow and looked left and right at the closed room filled with various precious books. She pulled her ranger hood and said to Baron Sangunar:

   "With so many dreadlords hidden in the true heart of our country, it seems that post-war clean-up of the country is also on the agenda.

   If we continue to be infiltrated by demons, our war will be difficult when the Burning Legion land on Azeroth. "

   "The Sangunar family has made an appointment with the warlocks."

   The baron replied calmly:

   "If it weren't for this damned sudden war, our search in Silvermoon City would have ended, and the chaos brought about by this war would definitely make the demons lurking in the country more active.

   Alas, too many questions and too little time. "

"yes."

General    Ranger also expressed his approval.

   But the next moment, the two fell silent at the same time. The Ranger General and the Baron looked at each other, separated to the left and right, and began to quickly search through the ancient books in this closed hall.

  It is usually not allowed to enter here. Today, I took the opportunity to search for the devil to sneak in, but time is still tight. They must find the blueprint and send it out of the sun well before the Sun King returns.

"you!"

  The Dread Demon King, who was trapped in place by the bound arrows and weak poison, stared at this scene in a stunned manner, and his evil head instantly understood.

   The demon stretched out his claws and shouted:

   "You are the traitors to this country! Although I don't know what you are looking for, I am sure that it is definitely not what the Sun King would want you to take away.

  Hahaha, you Quel'dorei elves are really funny, you swore allegiance to the country and the king, but you are doing this kind of **** behind your back!

   Are you worthy of your sun king?

   That's it, you still have the face to claim justice?

  Bah!

   Even a demon like me can't stand it anymore, you **** will let the Legion bear a black cauldron again! "

   This irony is rather poignant.

   But neither Alleria nor Baron Sangunar ignored it. The two quickly searched for it. After a few minutes, they finally found a deeply hidden compartment behind the bookshelf where the books were stored.

Baron Sangunar moved his fingers and took out the magic lock-opening tool, but was stopped by Alleria. The Ranger General took a few steps back. Under the astonished gaze of the imprisoned Dread King, Windrunner picked up the Thasdora Warfare. bow.

   Aiming at the dark grid and charging for a short period of time, a sniper arrow was fired. The special effects of the Windrunner's relic were activated, and nine whistling wind arrows flew out with the sniper arrow, and the dark grid shattered in response to the tenth impact.

   This blow activated the magic defense in the entire hall, and the terrifying counterattack magic erupted in place, shattering the two walls and sweeping through everything in the hall like the explosion of a magic bomb.

All the guards in the    tower felt the alarm of the magic shock, and they quickly assembled and rushed towards this hall.

   But only the weak General Windrunner lying on the ground and the wounded Baron Sangunar were in sight, and the Dread Lord was torn apart by the counter-magic in the center of the hall.

  The entire hidden hall is in a mess, and countless precious books are scattered everywhere. At first glance, it is a tragic trace left after a war.

   "Quick! Quickly chase!"

   With blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, General Alleria Windrunner struggled to support his body with his bow, and shouted to the Phoenix guards in front of him:

   "A powerful dreadlord stole one of the things here, I don't know what it was, but it must be important and we were too careless to be drawn into this trap.

   Damn!

  The demons have set their sights on our Sunwell!

quick!

  Strengthen your defenses, continue to review, and be sure not to let any demons get close to here! "

   Frankly speaking, Alleria may be a powerful and top-notch ranger, but she is obviously not a good actress.

   This acting is too exaggerated, but in this situation, how can the shocked Phoenix guards still have time to doubt their General Silver Moon? After all, the demon spy was indeed caught in the entire tower just now, but it couldn't be concealed from others.

   Under the scolding of several Phoenix guards, the entire Sun Tower immediately entered a state of martial law, and everyone in the tower was not allowed to leave until the Sun King returned.

   On the Magister’s platform very close to the Sunwell, the dwarf watch on the wrist of the loyal captain of the bodyguard Black Shaw who was “serving” Queen Azshara suddenly vibrated.

  The smelly pirate raised his hand and glanced at it. It was a message from Fenna, and there was only a symbol like "OK" on it.

   When he saw this emoji response, Blake grinned and couldn't hide his joy, and was soon discovered by Queen Azshara.

   Azshara, who was looking at the Sunwell in front of him, asked lazily:

   "You seem very happy, my chief guard, did something happy happen? Why don't you tell me and let me share your joy too."

   "Yes, Your Majesty, something great has happened."

  The pirate pointed to the chaotic Sunwell battlefield ahead and said:

   "Look, the kaldorei finally put down their rhetoric for peace and joined the war between the Quel'dorei and the Shal'dorei, saying that they were for the peace of uniting their brethren.

   But Tyrande Windspeaker apparently lacked the power and majesty to bring peace.

   So I think it's time for you, Your Majesty, who can truly reconcile the conflicts between your subjects, to appear.

   It is also so that these barbarian elves who have forgotten the glory of the empire and fought like beasts once again bathe in the kingship, maybe you can awaken the sense of honor in the hearts of these fallen people.

   I have heard that a good king never rules a country with strength, but with wisdom and courage. I believe that you, who have both majesty and beauty, can do this easily.

  My Majesty, do you need me as a royal messenger to announce your arrival to this land? "

   Queen Azshara was obviously moved by Black's suggestion, but she still hesitated a little bit. When looking around at no one around, Queen Azshara said in a rare tone of voice that was not so confident:

   "My captain, you said that I need to appear in the form of a elf with a transformation magic? Or?"

   "No, Your Majesty, you should have confidence in your own supreme charm."

   Pirate shrugged and said:

   "A great man like you has the power to define 'beauty' in people's hearts, and as far as I'm concerned, your present gesture of beauty and power is flawless.

   Again, when did the great Azshara need appearances to conquer his subjects?

   Do you regard it as a shame to have to make a contract with the evil **** to protect the people and be distorted by such a great sacrifice?

  No, my majesty.

   Your name and your very existence are synonymous with 'beauty'.

   Come forward in the truest form, Your Majesty, believe me, after today, these foolish elves who have forgotten their past glory will once again long to return to the Empire.

   This is something only you can do. "

   (end of this chapter)