Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1493 126. This neon pirate please restrain yourself

  The magic power of the sun well is being absorbed. In the golden liquid magic power of the magic well surging like water waves, the magic power flow visible to the naked eye rotates through the various nodes of the magic well and finally converges on the tidal scepter suspended in mid-air.

   Now this deep-sea scepter, shining with golden light, is like the magic beacon Azshara placed in the sunwell, which can gather the magic of the entire sunwell for her use.

   But the Sun Well has existed for seven thousand years, and the Quel'dorei elves do not know how many repairs and maintenance have been carried out on it. With their magical attainments, it is impossible not to add some "safety measures" to this magic well.

  Unfortunately, the "insurance" they put on the Sunwell wasn't enough.

   At least in the presence of a spellcaster like Queen Azshara, all these measures are useless.

   "I have never seen in my life the magic tide of the Sun Well as active as today, and no Sun King dared to mobilize the energy of the entire magic well to fight so wildly.

   This is an arcane power that no ordinary person can control. "

   Beside Black, Darkan Drahir, the Queen's "die loyal", was looking up and staring blankly at the magic tide whirling and surging in front of him.

   His eyes were filled with awe and a touch of longing.

   He also took a share of the magic power gathered just now, and permanently infused part of the pure magic power into his body to help him improve his magic control.

   But the benefits he reaped for himself were like ants at the feet of a giant compared to the arcane **** that Azshara had set off in front of him.

   "Queen Azshara's power is unmatched. She is the closest thing to a 'god of magic' in this world."

  Darkhan said with emotion.

  Black ignored him, wondering if this guy was sick?

   You are going to praise Azshara and say these flattering words in front of her, what are you telling me? Do you want me to say something nice for you in front of the Queen?

   Don’t you need to be paid in advance for asking someone to help?

   "Ah yes yes yes, your queen is invincible in the world, serve the queen well, and you will be invincible in the future."

  The pirate replied perfunctorily, his fingers still on the golden liquid magic power floating in front of him, he was perceiving the strange spirit body in the Sunwell.

  Darkhan heard the impatience in Blake's words, he shook his head slightly, his face was expressionless, but in his heart he despised this pirate as a pirate, too rude and arrogant.

  I also plan to take the initiative to show goodwill to maintain a cooperative relationship.

   But with his awkward appearance, it is estimated that he is out of the game.

   As a spellcaster, Darkan rarely dealt with pirates. He didn't know Blake's behavior, and he couldn't understand that money could be exchanged for the kindness of pirates.

   Seeing that the pirates were ignoring him, he didn't stop, walked to the other side, and continued to use Azshara's staff to "grow some wool" for himself.

"Useless things."

   The smelly pirate thought contemptuously:

   "Azshara has given you his scepter, and now he can control the magic flow of the Sunwell, but he only dares to swallow a few mouthfuls carefully.

   Say you have no guts, you dare to openly surrender to the Queen of the Deep Sea.

   Say you have the guts, but you dare not follow the greed in your heart to devour the deliciousness of this power with such an opportunity in front of you.

   At first glance, you're not a qualified pirate. Just like you, you probably won't be able to make a name for yourself in Azshara's extremely dangerous court.

  It is better to take refuge in the Lich King as soon as possible.

   If you were replaced by an undead body, at least you wouldn't worry about being assassinated by a warrior who jumped out of nowhere. "

   So ironically thought about it in his heart, and Blake ignored the **** Darkan.

   He focused his attention on the golden magic power floating in front of him, and through the contact with the sun well water, he already felt that the panicked spirit body was avoiding his "invitation".

   "Hey, stop hiding, I'll see you."

  The pirate didn't move his mouth. This time, he used the power of his mind to convey his meaning into the well water with the help of a weak void impact.

   Soon, he "heared" a response.

   "Huh! What's the matter with you human? Can you see me? Can you feel me? Except for Anastarian and his father, no other elves can do it."

   A very nice voice was reflected on the spiritual level of the pirate, and the water surface in front of him also swayed and made ripples.

The    spirit manifested itself.

   But Darkan and his female assistants didn't notice it, and Black couldn't see it with the naked eye.

   He raised his head, and a purple light appeared in the depths of his pupils, which made him enter a state of "spirit vision", and then he could clearly see the elf girl standing on the golden stream in front of him.

  Well, calling her "elf" isn't appropriate either.

  This spirit body is probably just using the appearance she is most familiar with to outline her image, and she probably seldom sees humans, so she is staring at Black with wide eyes.

   She noticed Blake's weird ears and raised her finger to the pirate's ears and asked:

   "Are you an elf? Or a human? I've never seen an elf with such small ears, are you underdeveloped? Poor disabled elf, who are you?

  Why do you call me 'Annveena'?

   Anastarian doesn't call me that. He has always called me 'Sun Spirit' since he was a child, and I don't know why he called me that.

   I don't like this name. "

   "Because I'm a prophet, Anveena."

  Blake showed a friendly smile. He stood there and explained to the lively spirit in front of him in a spiritual dialogue:

   "I can see fragments of the future, and I know you will leave the Sunwell in some future and live among mortals under the name of Anveena.

  You will also fall in love with a weak blue dragon, and finally sacrifice yourself for him and save the world.

  You are such a good boy.

  Although the fate is worse. "

   "Wow! A blue dragon? And I have to sacrifice myself to save the world?"

The    spirit body blinked in surprise and shook her head like a rattle. She frowned and said:

   "I don't think I would like a blue dragon, those blue dragons kept trying to see me without disturbing the elves a long time ago.

   But I don't like them.

  Because they always say that I am a very cherished research sample, and they also tempt me to take me out of here and go to a fun place. Hey, do you really take me for a silly child?

  Speaking of which, you just said you were going to take me away too? "

  Sunwell's spirit stared at Black with a wary look at a trafficker. She took a step back and said to the pirate:

   "Give it up, I won't leave here, this is my home, I like my home."

   "Don't be so direct, little girl."

  The pirate picked up his pipe, rubbed his forehead and said:

   "I don't mean to take you away by force, I just need to take a moment to explain the current situation to you, so please listen to me patiently?"

   "I don't have time for you."

The    spirit body shook his head and said worriedly:

   "I can hear little Anastarian's pain here, he must be in need of help right now, there's a very bad woman beating him, and I've watched him grow up.

   I can't let him get beaten like this.

  I want to help him.

  I will lend him all my magic. "

   "If you dare to move, that bad woman will come and beat you in a while."

  Black squinted his eyes and threatened:

"She hasn't discovered your existence yet. Once she finds out, you will be taken back to the deep sea to be her pet. Trust me, that bad woman has a criminal record. She tried to capture my blue dragon friend before. As a pet.

  Speaking of which, when was Little Anveena born? Was it when the sunwell was completed? Or did Dath'Remar Sunstrider wake you up somehow?

   As far as I know, there is no magical spirit body like you in the Nightwell. "

"I do not know either."

   The spirit body called "Anveena" by Blake tilted his head and frowned. After thinking hard, he gave an unreliable answer.

she says:

"When I woke up, Dath'Remar was dead and buried by the elves, it was his son who discovered me, he taught me a lot, and said that my birth was given to the Quel'dorei by the world gifts and blessings.

   But I feel as if I was not born from this well, as if I was born from an older force.

   Oops, it hurts! "

   Anveena cried out in pain and said:

   "That bad woman is drawing my magic again, she has such a big appetite! She must be very powerful, I haven't felt this level of extraction in the past so long.

  She almost sucked me dry!

   Is that crazy woman the embodiment of magic?

  How could she harness my power so easily? "

  While An Weena was rubbing her head and screaming in pain, the pirate quickly threw a scout on An Weena, and in the next instant, the character entry of this strange spirit appeared in front of the pirate:

   Name: Anveena Tigo/Sun Spirit

   Race: Eternal Spirit/World Blood

  Occupation: No common occupation

   Legendary Occupation: No Legendary Occupation

  Mythical Occupation: Level 2 Civilization Guardian [Binding Quel'dorei Civilization]

  Character Description:

   Anveena was born from the ancient blood essence of the world, the last echo of the world left after the destruction of the Well of Eternity.

   She should have perished completely with the collapse of the Well of Eternity, but Dath'Remar Sunstrider's construction of the Sunwell unexpectedly gave Anveena hope of regaining consciousness.

   She is the embodiment of the pure magic of the Sunwell, the greatest wonder the realm of Quel'Thalas could ever produce.

   "Let me just say, the pure magic of the Sunwell is impossible to give birth to a spirit body like you, and the accumulation of a large amount of magic can at most create powerful arcane elements.

   But you, you are a product of a completely different concept. "

  The pirate grinned and said to Anveena in a persuasive manner:

   "Believe me, Miss Sun Holy Spirit, I'm really here to help you. You've seen my friends hunt down demons in your home before, haven't you?

  You have been targeted by the Burning Legion, those dreadlords are coming for you.

   They hope to use your huge magic power to open a gate to the twisted void in this world, and summon terrifying demons to destroy the world.

   Your home is no longer safe, you should change to a safer place. "

   "But. But the elves will protect me!"

   Anveena shook her head and refused:

   "Little Anastarian swore to me on the eve of his enthronement as king that he would protect me at all costs, I believe in him, I do not believe in you.

  You have a smell that scares me. "

   "I totally trust the Sun King's determination to protect you, I just doubt his ability."

  The pirate exhaled a smoke ring and said to Anveena:

   "Look, he couldn't even beat Queen Azshara. He asked so many people to help him, but he was beaten to the ground by Queen Azshara.

   This fully proves that the Quel'dorei elves have no ability to protect you. If the demons really come, they will only end up with a tragic death if they go together.

   And as I said just now, the devil is coming for you, Anveena.

  You are a threat to those elf children you love by staying here.

  This threat is increasing day by day, the best way you want to protect them and yourself is to get out of here with me and completely disappear from the sight of the demons. "

   "You said they couldn't, can you?"

  The pure Anveena was a little shaken when she heard this statement, but she still asked suspiciously:

   "You don't look very powerful either. If the devil comes to catch me, can you protect me?"

   "Cough, it seems that you still lack understanding of who I am. It seems that I need to introduce myself to you."

  Blake straightened his back immediately, coughed a few times, pointed to himself and said:

"Standing in front of you is a mighty pirate who played with Archimonde, a powerful assassin who stabbed Kil'jaeden to death with a sword, a powerful ranger who could face the fallen titans in the world of Draenor and still retreat. It was the Will of the Void who personally selected and killed the invincible warlocks of the three ancient gods.

   If saying that still doesn't make you trust me, then I'll say one more thing.

  I have an ancient lover who loves me so much.

  Trust me, no one in this world knows better than me how to protect you.

  I have planned to rebuild a magic well on my site that is stronger than the Sunwell and the Nightwell, and I will give you the comfort of the repair there as your new home. "

   "Wow, your title is so long, it does sound more powerful than Little Anastarian."

   Anveena widened her eyes and said:

   "But I still can't make up my mind to leave my house. That, that since I woke up, I haven't been anywhere else, I'm a little scared.

  What if you are the bad guy? "

   "How could I be the bad guy?"

  Blake asked in surprise:

   "Have you ever seen such a handsome and gentle bad guy like me? And there are some things I really don't want to say, for fear of hurting your heart, but you are so ignorant, so I can only say it.

  My Anveena, do you think your presence is a good thing for the Quel'dorei elves? "

   "Of course! I am the protector of this country and the elves!"

   Bringing this up, Anvena puffed out her chest proudly. She fiddled with her long golden hair and said proudly:

   "It's all because of my protection that the Quel'dorei have been able to resist the savage trolls for so long, and it's also because of my generosity in giving them magic that their civilization can flourish!

   There would be no Quel'Thalas without me. "

   "Yeah yeah, you've given them plenty of magic, like a generous mother giving a discontented bear child all the toys they want."

  The pirate stretched his voice and said faintly:

   "Every day they are absorbing magic power, the magic addiction in their bodies is growing day by day. The Quel'dorei elves 2,800 years ago can still go out of Quel'Thalas and cooperate with the Empire of Humanity to expedition the trolls.

   But now what?

   How many elves dare to leave this land for a long time? It's not that they don't yearn for the vastness of the world, it's that they can't leave, and they don't dare to leave.

   Magic addiction will torture them to death.

   It is also because of your generosity, my Anveena, that you have protected your children so well that you have made them suffer from incurable diseases and turned them into motherfuckers.

   Is this what you want to see?

   You have also seen those children of the night, the present of magic addicts who have 'evolved' to the point where they cannot devour other food except magic power, is the future of Quel'dorei protected by you.

   Listen to my advice.

  You have to be strict if you want your children to thrive and want to ruin what they want in their life.

  You made a mistake that all new moms make.

   But it’s okay, I can help you heal your kids.

   Isn't it just magic addiction, it's a piece of cake. "

  The pirate flicked his fingers, and in a very weird tone that always appears in some very exciting and weird comics, Anveena, who was in the dark and sad, said:

   "This elf mother, you don't want all of your children to be sick, do you?"

   (end of this chapter)